What Can I Do if I Travel to Fgo? I'm Desperate Too

The huge vibration lifted the safe directly, and Mr. Kamijou who was staying inside felt an obvious sense of weightlessness, and the surrounding walls instantly burned red, making him look like he was locked in an oven Like the suckling pig inside.

This is probably the so-called torture and screaming copper bull, right?

But the painful and uncomfortable feeling did not make Mr. Kamijou give up hope of life, because he had already suffered more painful punishment than this, after all, his enemy was God.

During the collision, he recalled the past, and recalled the daily life in Academy City.Although chaotic, it is also his happy life.Gradually, the wind started to blow in my heart. At first it was just a wind, a small wind that made people feel comfortable, and then the wind became stronger and stronger.

Mr. Kamijou seemed to feel that hailstones were beginning to mix in his heart.In the end, those beautiful memories turned into a dangerous snowstorm. In the vast snowy sea, visibility began to decrease, and finally there was only a piece of pure white that was nothing.

There is only white hope in the eyes, and the ending is also a hopeless scene of despair.

Peng~Peng~Peng~Collision brought back that absurd contemplation.

In the end, after a collision lasting about ten seconds, the safe seemed to stop. Fortunately, the door of the safe was not pressed directly below or opened above the head, but was released on one side half-covered in a normal way. A sip.

It is estimated that the opening was broken when it was dropped just now, and Mr. Kamijou grabbed the gun in his hand and kicked open the door in front of him.

After making sure that there were no falling rocks and the relatively flat land in front of him, he also ran like a rabbit.

And this running, the steel on the right shoulder made a clanging sound, as if the collision just now caused a little problem with this mutilated arm?

Hmph~ Academy City's minor problems are indeed minor problems in the hands of the Demon God.It's a pity that there is neither Academy City nor Demon God in this world to repair it at will.

"call..."

"Why are you moaning here? Isn't your invasion very strong, why are you moaning here now?"

enemy!Sensing the danger, Mr. Kamijou immediately pulled the trigger behind him, and the wild roar of flames echoed in the damaged tower.

No sound of hitting the flesh...

Amidst the series of collisions, Mr. Kamijou also quickly scanned his surroundings.There are white and black ash everywhere, wild cracks everywhere on the walls, and steel bars with extremely twisted angles. Looking up to the sky, there is still a little bit of a tall tower.More like a crook that collapsed...

Peng——

"Cough!" I was punched hard on the back for a moment, and the burning feeling on the back made me feel like my skin was ripped apart?At least subcutaneous bleeding is certain. Mr. Kamijou, who has been injured all year round, at least knows how to protect himself now.

【This guy is aiming at my spine.Did not aim at my left hand, do you think the gun is not a threat, or that I am not a threat?Or does it mean that the other party already knows how dangerous their [snake] is. 】

Then there are few ways to deal with it. Seeing the emergency escape route not far away, Mr. Kamijou rushed over immediately.Although it is not sure whether there will be any damage below, but in this case, it is a layer that can be lowered.The guy who ran to rescue the Chaldean Master can only think that the other party has completed the task.

"Hey, hey, don't be so boring. I thought the guy who single-handedly destroyed my night sparrow was such a powerful existence."

A cold wind hit from behind, and I felt a deep chill on my neck.Mr. Kamijou instantly pounced on the nearest wreckage that could serve as a cover, and threw the submachine gun in his hand back with his left hand, hoping to hinder the opponent's further actions.But the opponent's action is faster!While Mr. Kamijou was still rolling, a heavy kick landed on his stomach.

"Cough!" A trace of blood leaked from the corner of his mouth, and the moment his breathing was controlled by the stinging pain, the rhythm fell into a passive state.

The opponent's heavy iron fists hit Mr. Kamijou's back in an instant.

Peng—Mr. Kamijou fell to the ground in response, lying on the ground without saying a word.

Looking at the situation in front of him, the attacker stood aside confidently, looking at his own masterpiece.

From now on, all you need to do is chop off the opponent's head, and bring an extra point of honor to your lord!Especially now that the lord has already personally set out to deal with the guy who rescued the Chaldean master.

"You really disappoint me~"

The pair of iron fists in the words have turned into steel swords and swung downwards.

"Ouch!!!"

360. Huo Erwuzi Huo

Dangerous red lights flashed in the sky, representing the terrifying scene of the end of the world, which came into being under the wave of the old man in the sky.What kind of ghost bullet hunter, what kind of devil's seventh magic bullet, they are all farting!

In the final analysis, it is just that the demon god Baal does not believe in the power of science from the bottom of his heart. Where is the truly powerful existence in horror novels?It is clearly the terrifying and unknown existence in those sci-fi works, and it is the group of warriors who have pioneered a bright and great cause for mankind in the dark universe with human bodies!

"Hmph~ Is it because the phantom is too weak?" The old man in the sky glanced at the big coffin at his hand. Although it is not a lie to say that it is the product of the fusion of magic bullet hunters, at least the evil that penetrated into the coffin is not a lie. The emperor is indeed the only one with that power.

But he had a certain application of phantom technology, and he was finally able to use it on himself, how could he not come to experience the power of phantom for himself?

FM-92SW Stinger Cannon, Quantum Bomb, Satellite Ray, Destruction Ray~

There is no doubt that he personally integrated the skills of the DNF dungeon and the warrior mid-range gunner, and it was also the phantom he finally chose after thinking for a long time.Although it is much weaker than the various powerful existences in the universe era, even the background in the DNF game is just a blank slate.but!This is the only one who can explain it scientifically. Although many of the technologies in the heavens are black technologies that are difficult to realize in reality, being a phantom is not only famous enough, but even its reliability has skyrocketed.

For him who believes more in the field old guy in his hands than his fists, this game character that accompanied his youth was his favorite thing in the past.

"It's really not that easy to solve..." The corner of the mouth twitched helplessly, just as the stabbing gun fell, a jet-black streamer rose from the ground, cleaning up all the dangerous debris Lost.It was undoubtedly the Holy Sword of the King of Knights, even though it was twisted and flipped, it was still full of irresistible power.

And the appearance of the King of Knights is just a little troublesome, what makes him even more troublesome is the people who appear with the King of Knights.

The scorching flames rose from the ground, but unfortunately they couldn't reach the old man in the sky. Instead, it was a series of bullets pouring down amidst the sound of gunfire, which forced him to lift the huge coffin in his hand to resist.

Mess!It's all messed up!If Barr saw the current situation, he would definitely scream and ask him why he did such a thing.But it is a pity that he has always disliked any plans, and even scoffed at the so-called plans. Although chaotic actions may cause trouble and burn himself, at least they will be more interesting.

"Interesting~" There was an extremely excited smile on the corner of his mouth, even if he lost his immortality!What about losing the protection of the demon god?The so-called fun is not something you can talk about in just a few words, but more importantly, experience and practical actions!

His eyes turned to the half-destroyed tower, and the camouflage body of the gun had lost its effect. This would obviously make Holmes realize that the gun body was not the key point, so he could guard against other aspects.But it's a pity that what he considers is still Moriarty's personal thinking. As long as the opponent can't jump out of Moriarty's thinking that he has completely seen through, then the opponent is still destined to lose to Moriarty.

Reichenbach in his hand took advantage of the time when the opponent's firepower stopped, and aimed at the opponent on the ground.

That face is almost the same as the current self, and the silver-haired old man who looks very angry makes him feel powerless to complain.Especially when the other party obviously noticed me, the expression on that face can be said to be as wonderful as it is~

Although the previous content of the memory has not been modified, and the other party does not even remember that the one in the sky is just a fake wearing his spirit foundation, the other party still senses that something is wrong.For example, as his body, is the opponent too strong?After all, he himself doesn't have the ability to use satellite rays or even quantum bombs at all.

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but...

"Let's leave you alive, anyway, the plan has been successfully implemented."

With a voice that was not too big or too small, the voice that would surely be heard by the people below who rescued Fujimaru Tachika, the old man also showed a calm and cheerful expression.Of course, the plans are all lies, and he is not Barr, so why would he have such a thing.

It's just that the more hypocritical and arrogant the rise, the smarter will think about things that don't exist. After all, his appearance is still Moriarty.It is still the complete evil emperor who seems to be ready for everything. During this period, all his seemingly mysterious operations will be over-interpreted and considered for the record.

What's more, when the opponent also has Moriarty?

"Tell your Master, I'm waiting for him to change his mind in the sky." There was a confident smile on the corner of his mouth, the so-called second is a powerful force, which is very applicable in Xingyue Universe.Especially at this moment when he is disappearing by using the heroic spirit's ability to transform into spirits, and quietly recedes in front of everyone's eyes.

As for the consciousness waiting for him to change his mind in the sky, let the other party think about it.

[But... Yan Qing is sorry. 】

Looking at the Liangshan hero who was dealing with the aftermath in the crumbling building, the old man couldn't have anything extra to say about him.The command spells with the other party have long been used up, and there is nowhere to talk about supporting the other party.

The opponent is indeed a first-class good subordinate, compared with Long Aotian and Gao Jin who have their own set of values ​​no matter whether they are using or assisting before, it is really easy to use.It was so easy that he didn't want to give up casually, but the opponent who fused with the phantom still needs a relief after all.

As a hero, the other party should not be dragged down by phantoms. The other party does not deserve to be blinded by hatred and hatred like Rob...

Maybe it's a bit unreasonable to worry about it. Thinking about it this way, the old man has completely disappeared.

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Peng——

"Archer you!"

Among the ruins, Yan Qing looked at the black figure in front of her with a painful expression.

This guy who knew early on that he had something to do, finally made his move at this kind of timing.

Why didn't he notice each other?He clearly knows how dangerous the other party is...

Could it be because he was too focused on the guy in front of him, because he killed most of his subordinates, so he was too angry?

"If you have anything to curse, it's now." The pitch-black man raised his weird double guns. The one black and one white shape really made it hard to think about why it was made like this.But the sharp blade under the muzzle gives the impression that this is the body of the gun. "Although I don't think you have a chance~"

Baji~baji~baji~ Several sharp blades burst out of Yan Qing's body, even if he manipulated all the muscles in his body, even the body of the heroic spirit could not squeeze back the blades that penetrated from the body.

This is—a Noble Phantasm!

From the moment the projectile hit his body, the fight was over.

If he had been vigilant and hadn't taken the shot, relying solely on his speed and skill, he would definitely not have fallen into the opponent's hands so easily.

"Why... I can't find you? You traitor cough cough!" Another sword blade unfolded from the inside of the body, this time directly piercing Yan Qing's throat.The feeling of being hard to breathe is not good even for a Heroic Spirit, but the spirit foundation has not been completely destroyed, and now he still has a chance to fight back...

Peng!Peng!Peng!Peng!

The movement rights of both hands and feet were instantly destroyed by the bullets. In the final analysis, they were just bullets made of magic power, and the opponent had no possibility of keeping their hands.Get rid of the most dangerous and difficult person to deal with first, and let the man he can't see through lose his trump card. This is what Emiya needs to do now.

"Is that all you want to say? Then just disappear with the unknown, you have no right to go back to the Hall of Valor."

The pitch-black muzzle was aimed at Yan Qing's forehead, and that terrifying and ferocious face was filled with anger and annoyance at the moment. He still couldn't understand how the other party avoided his detection...

Peng——

The last shot, with the back of the head blooming like a blooming flower, the opponent has been suppressing the blade in the center of the body, like seaweed that has increased in value in an instant, tearing the body to pieces in just a few seconds!

But in the end, Yan Qing still found a trace of elegance.

On the black man's arm, he could vaguely see golden cracks. If one didn't look closely, those cracks were very similar to the clothes on the man's clothes.

【crack? 】

Unable to comprehend the traces of this last discovery, Yan Qing, who was full of doubts, finally fell into the hands of the traitor.

And the black man who killed Yan Qing also put away the two guns in his hands, and looked at the one-armed young man who fell on the ground.

This guy has to be said to be an unbelievable guy. It is really too reckless to break into the enemy's headquarters single-handedly.But the more important thing is whether the opponent's luck is really good or really bad. When they only hit a few floors, the night sparrows couldn't form an effective counterattack, and they were given a wave by Moriarty. Boom.

The Phantom Demon Alliance's reliance on being a helper in Shinjuku, its own huge power was destroyed by itself.It also made him have to jump back at this time, after all, it would be meaningless to stay any longer.

To get rid of Yan Qing now is to cut off Moriarty's last limbs. The Wolf King and The Phantom of the Opera have fallen, and the fantasies that Shakespeare said to construct have also disappeared without a trace under the touch of this young man. .

"The so-called mechanical descendant?"

Although I don't want to believe that set of rhetoric, compared to those things, the crisis of destroying the earth is more than half resolved, right?Just wait for the restraint to summon him back... No, he hasn't summoned himself back yet, which means Moriarty must be defeated.

Looking at the guys in front of him who were attacked by heroic spirits several times in a single night, and even stubbornly survived in front of the human army, and solved a group of troublesome guys created by Shakespeare.The man sighed helplessly, and hung the other person on his shoulders. Anyway, the only problem left was Moriarty.

"Oh hoho~ that's really good! Is this the so-called scorpion that will sting the frog after all? It's not bad to use it as a material to continue writing, and the boy on your shoulder is the culprit of this chaos?!"

A loud voice came from the upper floor, and the man raised his eyebrows.

I saw the British uncle who quickly swipe the notepad in his hand laughing wildly, scattering a large number of creative content, falling in the dilapidated high-rise town, and observing the dilapidated buildings around him.

The name of the British uncle is William Shakespeare, a rumored great writer, a big bastard who originally liked comedy but ended up falling in love with tragedy.The other party's most famous works include "Othello", "Hamlet", "King Lear" and "Macbeth", and it is also a powerful phantom that was forcibly produced in this singularity.

"Do you want to exit now? I remember your spirit base was flipped..."

Not bewildered by Shakespeare's actions, the man raised his gun and pointed it at him.Although the other party claimed that he didn't want to work for Moriarty at all, and had been imprisoned all the time, who knew whether this pleasure prisoner would still make some unusual choices after he was freed.

"No, no, my spirit base is very weak and mixed. Even if it is reversed or something, in the end it just makes the content of my writing more wonderful. This is probably the camp of the so-called literati. It is definitely not The meaning of the black and white sides~"