The Infinite Sword System That Ravages the Dimension

In the Holy Grail War of the parallel world, one of the two Berserkers is a famous knight, and the other is a mythical demigod.

And Frankenstein does not have the strength of the former, she is just an artificial human.

"what--!"

The cyan thunder light shone on the war hammer in his hand, and suddenly hit the ground.

There was a roar, and the earth was cracking layer by layer.

She is releasing the Noble Phantasm.

But it's not very useful. Opposite her, Atalanta in green is constantly fighting with her.

Although her strength and durability are not as good as Frankenstein's, her superb agility is enough to give her the upper hand in the battle with Frankenstein.

However, it can be seen that the current Atalanta is obviously a little tired.

[The recovery of magic power is still not good. Sure enough, using the treasure three times in a short period of time is still too much. 】

She sighed secretly in her heart, in the previous battle with Wei Gong, her consumption was not small.

However, it was enough to deal with the servants in front of him.

"Black's berserker, this battle should come to an end, here is your grave."

Saying that, Atalanta drew most of her remaining magic power again, and shot the arrow in her hand into the air.

"Use my bow to ask for the protection of the sun god and the moon goddess, and offer such a disaster—【Arrow Book of Litigation】!"

The sky glowed green, and arrows rained down on Frankenstein who couldn't dodge.

Seeing this, he didn't think too complicatedly, while Frankenstein resisted.

If you can't dodge, you can only resist!

"Ahhhh-!"

He suddenly hit the warhammer in his hand on the ground, the front end of the warhammer unfolded, and violent thunder and lightning were released from the warhammer.

Blasted tree (blasted tree)! ! !

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"Your ideals are flawed. This idea that others are more important than yourself, and the desire to make everyone happy is nothing more than a fairy tale. If you have to hold this kind of thing to live, hold it It drowns."

"Are you kidding, damn it...!!!"

A fierce exchange of words, a battle between a white-haired heroic spirit and a red-haired boy.

The extremely familiar scene unfolded again in front of Wei Gong.

His complexion was uneven, and his face changed in the face of the once impressive scene.

However, the slightly clenched hands showed that Wei Gong's mood was not very calm.

"I see······"

With a soft sigh, Emiya almost understood what was going on.

"I didn't expect this treasure to have such an effect. For a loser like me, this lethality is not ordinary."

He sighed softly.

The scene in front of me is already clear, everything is real and illusory.

That was the most unbearable time he ever had to look back on, and it was also the time when he fell.

And it's not just that, the scenes of the past, those things that can't be forgotten no matter what, are always replaying in front of him.

But everything is just fake.

Knowing this, the treasure is broken.

In the empty forest, Emiya slowly opened his eyes.

There was no trace of the other two.

In the current situation, only Emiya is left.

After a long time, the clenched fist gradually loosened.

Emiya turned around to leave the place.

And at this moment, a figure rushed over.

"ruler?"

"Black's caster?"

In this forest, Emiya and the saint met again.

In the Thousand Boundary Tree Castle, Darnic was watching the situation nervously.

He didn't expect that even now that the red team is completely dominant, the battle situation is still so stalemate.

"It's almost time..."

Having made up his mind, Danik came to the basement.