Intruders of the Moon World

"Although I'm just a country samurai who has never seen the world, I still have at least some self-esteem. If you can worry about my little willfulness and forgive me for not doing my best, that would be great."

Looking at the calmly smiling Kojiro, Ye Qing also laughed.

rumbling~

The sound of muffled thunder rang out one after another, maybe somewhere was completely broken, and the entire outer wheel was tilted nearly [-] degrees in one breath, and it didn't stop like this, it was still slowly descending, and the speed was getting faster and faster!

Ye Qing grabbed the outer edge of the steel frame with one hand, kept his body steady, and began to adjust his posture.For ordinary people, it may be a disaster, but for him with extraordinary physical fitness, even in this situation, walking on the crumbling steel frame is like walking on the ground.

Ye Qing and Kojiro only had eyes for each other from the beginning to the end, and never took the collapse of the things under their feet as a big deal!

It's just that when fighting, you have to share some extra energy in the bottom line...

"Um?!"

The entire ferris wheel overturned, Ye Qing jumped back and forth to find a foothold while meeting Kojiro's sword.

Inadvertently glimpsed a certain corner of the high place, or two people hanging there.

"Shirou Emiya...Illya?"

That's right, the two who struggled to hold on to the outer wheel, and were in danger when the giant ship toppled over were Shirou and Illya who was holding him!

Judging from Shirou's stiff posture, it is estimated that he is almost reaching his limit, and the motivation for not letting go is probably more spiritual...

Although a large number of solemn knights fell due to the disintegration of the ferris wheel, the two of Shirou also fell into a greater crisis.As long as the strength in his hands weakens even a little bit, he will immediately fall from a height of hundreds of meters, and both of them will be smashed into meat paste!

But Shirou's willpower is really extraordinary, and he climbed up little by little despite being exhausted...

It may be the malice of fate. Just when he climbed up and stood firm, a solemn knight fell from the top, and by a coincidence, he was caught by a horizontal steel bar and did not fall. Then he found Shirou and Elijah.

When Shirou had no strength and no power to resist, the solemn knight took a sword in the chest with great force!

"Tsk, it's really not the time!"

Ye Qing was still in the air and hadn't landed yet. Seeing this scene, he frowned, loosened his hand holding the sword, and Molizhitian spun and fell.

The waist suddenly exerted force, and a powerful side kick hit the handle of the knife, and immediately shot the dark blunt blade out!

With Ye Qing's current strength, this flying sword is really like lightning and flint!

When the solemn knight raised his sword, Ye Qing had just kicked the sword out, but before the solemn knight's sword fell, Molizhitian had already traversed the sky like a comet, and came directly!

Facing the great sword of the solemn knight, Shirou wanted to tear his eyes apart. He wanted to dodge but was limited by the unstable environment, and it was impossible to counterattack because of exhaustion.

"Could it be that Illya and I are going to die here?"

A thought flashed in Shirou's mind: "I broke my promise, I failed to protect Illya..."

At this moment, a black shadow flew from the blind corner of his vision, and when Shirou noticed it, he instinctively stretched out his hand.

Strange to say, this black shadow is so fast, almost surpassing the speed of sound, but Shirou, who is already in the wind, easily catches it, and even feels like it will come naturally.

The black shadow that was supposed to have a great impact lost all momentum at the moment Shirou caught it, as if it had stopped on its own initiative to make it easier for Shirou to grab...

Soi Ying's real body is a blunt looking knife, which is closer to an unfinished knife embryo in terms of appearance.

But Shirou didn't have time to tell what was going on, and in this extremely urgent moment, no matter what it was, it would become his life-saving straw!

Subconsciously brandishing the black knife, he used his last strength to use this unknown weapon.

The dark sword light flashed, Shirou was in a trance for a while, and a vague figure of a man's back flashed in his mind.

A man with a shirtless body and only his right arm wrapped in a strange cage...

When he came back to his senses, the solemn knight in front of him had turned into a pile of scrap iron!

"This-ah!"

Before he had time to take a closer look at the weapon in his hand, the giant wheel continued to fall. Shirou gritted his teeth and ran riskily on the steel frame, looking for the next foothold before a collapse, and at the same time detoured downwards to lower the height bit by bit.

Fortunately, this time he has a knife in his hand, which can be used to fix his figure at critical moments, and can also cut off dangerous objects falling from high altitude.

In addition, what he didn't realize was that the power of blessing came from the knife, which made his physical strength constantly recover, and his movements became more and more agile...

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Landed on a steel bar, stood firmly and opened the peach blossom garden, the village fell into Ye Qing's hands again.

He turned around and looked at Kojiro who was chasing him: "Did you give me time to change the knife?"

"No, you misunderstood."

Kojiro put the long sword in his hand across his shoulder.

"I'm just in a daze because I remembered the past, but I want to thank you for not taking the opportunity to counterattack."

"But...is it really good?"

Kojiro asked in a deep voice: "That knife is not just a simple weapon, does it have special meaning to you?"

"There's nothing I can do about it. After all, it wasn't mine...it doesn't matter. Kiyoko also owes someone a favor because of this knife, just like me...let's pay it back together now." Afterwards, I will just ask her to forgive me—it would be nice if she could forgive me.”

After all, it is something like a token of love.

Ye Qing smiled wryly, while Kojiro was a little overjoyed: "That's right, so that's the case, Sister Qingzi is still alive..."

"Speaking of which, without that knife, how are you going to resist the things below?"

The corner of his mouth smiled slightly, before Ye Qing could reply, Kojiro had already trampled on him.

Ye Qing's face darkened, although the quality of the weapon had deteriorated, it didn't affect his fighting spirit, and he went forward with a flick of his wrist.

On the giant wheel that was falling, the two jumped, fought, and looked for a foothold. When they met, it was a dance of bright sword skills.

This battle is more intense than imagined. For the two people who stand on opposite sides, the opponent is the one they most desire to fight and also the one they least want to fight.But once you make up your mind, you won't hesitate at all, and the long sword in your hand is still sharp!

It's not just a battle of spirits, nor is it simply obeying orders, it's just that they all agree on the same thing - their own sword is the strongest sword!

For Ye Qing, even though he had actually lost, he still couldn't rationally agree with his defeat.

If you lose your faith, even the best sword skills and realm will collapse in an instant!

Seeing the falling steel as nothing, the ghostly body moves on the collapsed steel frame, only the opponent's shadow and sword intent are reflected in the eyes, and the extraordinary sword is slashing across the sky!

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Emiya Shirou galloped on the broken and twisted metal creation, along a giant bracket that was beyond recognition, and ran desperately on the steel passage that would break at any time!

His legs still felt sore at first, but after he had crossed three similar roads in a row, his muscles had gradually stiffened, lost their activity and gradually numb.Now he even needs to use the peripheral vision of his eyes to judge whether his lower limbs are still moving!

It's hard enough to keep your balance on a windy and swaying steel frame, and it's even harder to run on top of it.Ke Shilang still has to carry Illya on his back while looking for a way out on the ferris wheel that is about to collapse. The difficulty is beyond people's imagination.

In fact, there is no "route" at all. There are exposed steel bars everywhere. They are tangled together like twine, making a worrying "squeak" sound, and there will be a "snap" sound at some point. Break off and fall down!

Shirou was moving in such an extremely dangerous situation, many times even collapsed at the place he just passed by, it can be said that if he made a wrong step, he would lose everything!

On the intermittent and non-stop moving steel bars, Shirou tried to find a line that could move to the ground. After failing three times and almost losing his life six times, he finally saw a glimmer of life.

It can really be said that it was a flash of inspiration, he discovered this road in an inadvertent swipe.Although some places have been damaged, the width of the fracture is not too large, and it is not impossible to jump over it.

The place he was in was already in jeopardy, and the tight time did not give Shirou any more choices. He pressed Illya's soft thigh tightly, and then supported the knee.Cooperating with the ropes tied to the two of them, Shirou firmly fixed the silver-haired girl on his back.

Then—

He started a race against death!

Deadly iron blocks will fall from above at any time. It is not surprising when the road under your feet collapses. The front is theoretically passable but may become a dead end at any time. Behind you is the steel frame that is constantly collapsing...

If Shirou's luck is a little bit bad, such as being blinded by the wind, such as the formal failure of leg muscles, such as breathing flaws, such as slightly larger cracks and fractures... etc., as long as there is a small If he makes a small mistake, he will be immediately buried under a large amount of broken copper and iron, and he will sleep forever under the metal tomb with Illya.

But at this moment, Shirou seems to be loved by the world. The journey is extremely thrilling, and he encounters countless life and death crises, but every time he can save himself from danger.

Relying on his amazing courage and perseverance, he actually crossed many gates of hell, and smoothly approached the ground along the twisted steel frame!

For the last jump, Shirou's feet landed on the ground, and before he could be happy, his legs felt a crushing pain from his bones.

"Hi-ah!"

Taking a deep breath, blocking the warning from his brain, Shirou ran hard with Illya on his back, almost burning his own flesh and blood, and finally escaped from the range of the giant wheel at the last moment.

Sitting slumped on the ground, Shirou looked dazed, his hands shaking when untying the rope.Looking at a section of steel bar less than ten meters away from here, and the concrete floor that had been smashed into a large hole and countless cracks, Shirou realized that the situation just now was dangerous.

"Huh~huh~huh...just a little bit...my luck is really good!"

The sighing Shirou didn't know that it wasn't him who was lucky, but the silver-white girl who shared his "love" with him.

Gasping for breath, there was no time to wipe off the sweat on his forehead. Emiya Shirou had never understood the existence of the flesh so deeply as he did now—it really hurts!

The pain and fatigue that he had struggled to suppress before now erupted in one breath. The feeling of tearing muscles and numbness from all over his body even made Shirou feel as if he had been thrown down the crater and soaked in magma all over his body. …

Freed from the shackles of the rope, Illya moved her somewhat stiff hands and feet, then hopped up and down in front of Shirou, leaning slightly forward, her gaze at the same height as the paralyzed Shirou.

"Unlike someone else, Shirou kept his promise—he protected me well."

A beautiful and pure smile gradually appeared on the expressionless face, cherry lips parted slightly, and a sweet voice came into Shirou's ears: "Illya really likes big brother the most!"

There was a "chirp"!

The warm and soft touch is fleeting...

At this moment, the girl's immature and delicate face revealed a bit of "mature" and "kindness", as if she was loving the younger generation.

"It's a reward for being a good boy—something like candy!"

Shirou blinked and touched his cheek.

If it wasn't a hallucination just now... Did Illya suddenly post it and kiss my face?

The body suddenly became much lighter...

It's so strange, the pain and fatigue seem to disappear, and I feel motivated and full of energy in an instant!

Is this healing magic?No, there really wasn't any magic fluctuation just now, that is to say... a psychological effect?

Just as Shirou was muttering something to the smiling Illya, an unusual gust of wind blew past.

Shirou's pupils constricted suddenly, and he hurriedly stood up to protect Illya, but just as the word "Illya" came out, a powerful kick hit him between his chest and abdomen, and he was kicked hard Fly out!

"Shirou!" Illya screamed, raised her little hand, and the silk thread shining with silver light was wrapped around it.

Just as she was about to use her family's alchemy to deal with the enemy attack, her wrist was gently held from behind by a warm slender hand.

The heterogeneous magic power was introduced into Illya's body, and the newly constructed white stork familiar collapsed immediately, and even the silver thread disappeared.