Chapter 747 Inherent Enchantment, the Blood Moon Is in the Sky! (Five Thousand Words)

five thousand years ago,

Human beings lost the "sky" for the first time.

In front of Uruk.

Six hundred and twenty-three fresh corpses were piled up.

Each of them, no matter the second before they were alive or after they died, held their weapons tightly, with their last breath, with their last bit of strength, to fight to the death of any non-human monster in front of them, and they all died together.

So, they ended up smiling.

The home of soldiers is on the battlefield.

The song ignited by blood and fire is the best farewell song for soldiers.

The corpse of a foreign race is the best coffin for a warrior.

Gilgamesh watched the Uruk soldiers who had loved this world die on the battlefield with an unusually calm expression.

yes,

This is a war doomed to failure.

He has seen the end of this war.

But so what?

Countless alien races flapped their wings or flew in the sky in other ways, with hideous faces and bloodthirsty eyes.

"Clatter——"

The sound of countless wings beating replaced the sound of the wind and the singing in Uruk, lingering around Gilgamesh.

ground,

Several heroic spirits are fighting and struggling.

"A boring fight."

Gilgamesh was condescending, and made a pertinent evaluation of the war of the heroic spirits.

He raised his head again, golden flames burning in his pupils.

"People of Uruk, people of "Xi", this king is deeply proud of you, and this king is extremely proud to be the fifth king of Uruk! "

Seal of theocracy!

Gilgamesh was burning with golden fireworks all over his body, like a god of war, facing the millions of strange beasts in the sky alone!

bring it on!

bring it on!

bring it on!

boom!

Three hundred and sixty theocracy seals were launched at the same time!

Every theocratic seal is cast by Gilgamesh himself!

It bears the mark of Gilgamesh!

Even if there are no living soldiers in Uruk, even if Gilgamesh is the only survivor in the entire city of Uruk, this city is alive, and this city will, together with Gilgamesh, Witness the dawn of dawn!

"Tear the darkness!"

Three hundred and sixty barrel-thick cannonballs pierced through the dark sky composed of millions of strange beasts.

The bright moonlight condensed into bunches through the big hole pierced through, and sprinkled on the land of Tiangong.

This scene was as sad as snow and as beautiful as a picture, but Gilgamesh was the only one tasting the tragedy of it at this moment.

Behind the million beasts, there are four particularly huge shadows.

One of them was a strange beast that was piled together with piles of deformed pieces of meat, exuding a strange green aura.

The second one is a huge red eyeball floating behind the army of alien beasts.

The third one is a giant dragon made entirely of bones. When the bone dragon spreads its wings, the wind howls and the shadows overwhelm the world. The two hollow eye sockets with green phosphorescent lights are watching all this indifferently.

The fourth one is a metal armor tens of meters high. Under the armor, there is a piece of iron and steel ruins. The iron and steel ruins are composed of countless broken weapons. It seems that there is some kind of magnetic force that attracts those fragmented weapons. It looks like a spaceship.

Millions of alien races of different styles, driven by the four chiefs, rushed towards Gilgamesh frantically!

that moment,

In this sky, it seemed that a black rain had suddenly poured down!

Looking from a distance, a dark shadow, pressing down on the day!

In front of millions of strange beasts, Gilgamesh's size is too small to be worth mentioning!

At this moment, he is like a lonely boat in a tsunami!

Like a drop of dew in the vast mountain fire!

In the face of all this,

Gilgamesh sneered.

Enkidu appears behind Gilgamesh.

Enkidu said softly, "Jill, that man says he will bring victory."

"Heh. Let's wait and see, my king, en."

next second,

The herd of beasts completely drowned the tiny Gilgamesh in the sky.

...

...

Movement in the sky.

It didn't affect the Heroic Spirits.

For them, it seems that what happens to the world has nothing to do with them.

Everything about them revolves around the "Holy Grail".

The battle between Mi Lien and Zhao Zilong.

"You can't beat me."

Zhao Zilong swung the corner spear and easily pierced Milian's armor, leaving bloody holes in her body.

History repeats itself.

Even if she was full of meat and got a temporary buff boost, Milian still couldn't defeat Zhao Zilong.

In front of Milien, Zhao Zilong is like a sea, bottomless.

Whenever Milian felt that she could get closer to Zhao Zilong, the almost perfect spear skills of the other party made Milian helpless.

"really,"

Miriam didn't know when, she learned Yi Lin's not-so-common mantra again. She stood up unsteadily in the pool of blood, holding a sword in both hands, facing death without any fear on her face: "You can do it for me!" Only that sword brings victory."

"Is that trick again?" Zhao Zilong's expression on his face was relaxed and comfortable. Although he was already very serious, it was really difficult for Zhao Zilong to be serious with Milian's rusty and rough sword skills.

That move was indeed powerful, but Zhao Zilong already knew how to deal with it.

No one can defeat Zhao Zilong with the same move!

nobody!

"Your swordsmanship is like rough jade. It has not been polished. It opens and closes. It is a pity that there is a little bit of agility in the extreme rigidity." Zhao Zilong commented calmly: "Among the masters of swordsmanship that Zhao knows. , not to mention that Xiliang Jinma Chao, your swordsmanship is even slightly inferior to that of Zhao's former master."

Zhao Zilong shook his head: "Except for your brute strength, you are not worthy of the title "Saber". "

As he said that, Zhao Zilong's eyes became more regretful: "The holy grail is really a wonderful artifact. It would be a great blessing in life if we could fight against our former opponents on the battlefield again. At the same time, this is also Zhao's regret. and wishes."

The real heroic spirits are usually summoned by the seat of heroic spirits with some kind of regret.

It seems that a Heroic Spirit who has no regrets is not worthy of being a real Heroic Spirit.

The implication of Zhao Zilong's words is that "you are not worthy".

But he is polite, has a high emotional intelligence, and puts it more tactfully.

Milian took a deep breath and began to gather magic power.

The surrounding magic power quickly gathered towards Milian.

Milian's eyes were focused on nothing else.

Zhao Zilong focused his eyes, pointed the tip of his gun to the ground, and finally became serious: "Desperate determination? Interesting."

The sword in the lake lit up with a golden light, like a golden sparkling firework.

The light was unprecedentedly bright, making Milian like the brightest star in the dark night.

Milian held her sword high.

Zhao Zilong had his first experience.

This second time, Zhao Zilong's gaze was fixed on the front of the sword in the lake.

He already knew the mystery of that sword.

The sword curry stick, the shot, only the front part, has an outrageous damage judgment.

The "tail" at the back is just a bluffing special effect and can be ignored.

As long as the tip of the spear is concentrated on one point of vibration, the sword can deviate from the original trajectory.

He can't block it, but he can block it.

After Milien had fully charged, she slashed down with the long sword she held high!

"Excalibur—"

"Sword of Promised Victory"!

The golden light crossed the battlefield, tore through the space, and rushed straight to Zhao Zilong!

Zhao Zilong took strange steps under his feet, aimed at the point where the light was most concentrated, and shook it vigorously!

"Ding!"

The curry stick was shaken off!

Won!

Zhao Zilong used the same moves to defeat the opponent, feeling no surprises.

His right hand, extending from the wrist to the shoulder, was so numb that he lost consciousness.

But it doesn't matter.

Will be able to recover soon.

Noble Phantasms of this level can never be placed a second time in a short period of time.

Zhao Zilong just blocked the curry stick.

At that moment, all his attention was focused on that point, and he was indifferent to the surrounding situation for a moment.

Normally, this negligence does not have much impact.

but,

When Zhao Zilong's vision recovered from the brilliance, in less than half a second, Miriam's figure appeared in front of his eyes, a few meters away.

She took advantage of the moment when Zhao Zilong focused on blocking the "sword of vowed victory" after swinging the sword, and hid behind the light of the curry stick, she came to Zhao Zilong.

On Milian's sword, the golden light familiar to Zhao Zilong once again condensed.

This time, Milian didn't pose, didn't call out the name of the move, and just released the second move silently!

The second trick - "Sword of Promised Victory"!

The golden light pierced through Zhao Zilong's chest.

Zhao Zilong felt the pain in his chest. After the severe pain, his limbs seemed to be floating and lost weight.

"ah."

Zhao Zilong let out a long sigh, and with a flick of the corner gun, he stuck it at his feet.

"I lost, whether it was a battle of generals or a battle of warriors."

Zhao Zilong looked at Milian, who was pale and out of breath, and asked curiously, "Who taught you this trick?"

Milian supported her body with her sword, trying not to fall down.

In fact.

It is not impossible to release treasures continuously.

If we talk about the first sword, it uses the magic power stored in the body and the free magic power particles in the age of gods.

Then Miriam's second sword overdraws her own vitality.

This is the real sword to the death.

Either you die, or I die.

There is no third possibility.

"He taught it."

Milian recalled Yi Lin's words and said honestly.

...

"You, what's the matter with that move? Curry stick, it's very powerful, but every time you magnify a move, you have to pose for a while and shout the name of the move. Can you stop being so old? Secondary two? Can’t you sneakily zoom in and hit the opponent by surprise? You’re facing Zhao Zilong, who is more about martial arts. Before I came out, I killed you in an instant."

"You... are shameless. How can you catch a knight by surprise when they are facing each other face to face?"

"But you are the Heroic Spirit "Saber" now. "

Yi Lin patted Milian's shoulder with deep words.

Milian's face was pink at the time, but suddenly it was frighteningly dark.

...

Zhao Zilong's body gradually turned into specks of light that were dissipating.

Milian leaned on her sword and was silent for a moment: "Sorry."

Zhao Zilong stood upright, like a sculpture, motionless. He smiled and looked at Milian: "Stand up and enjoy the joy of victory, young knight king. This is your victory with dignity! Besides, Zhao takes back what he just said."

Mi Li En's expression was slightly startled, she looked at Zhao Zilong whose lower body had disappeared, and waited for Zhao Zilong's farewell words.

"You are worthy of the name 'Saber', young...swordsman. "

A knight is a kind of character, but it is also a kind of bondage.

But at that moment, Milien, risking her life and forgetting to die, took off the burden of the knight, and when she fought Zhao Zilong only as a "Saber", she surpassed herself.

finished.

Zhao Zilong disappeared.

He left no trace.

As if it never appeared.

Zhao Zilong is a super general with a perfect hexagon and no dead ends.

In the circle of apostles, Milian is also a polygonal warrior. The only thing she lost to Zhao Zilong was that the area of ​​the polygon was a little smaller.

When Zhao Zilong blocked the first sword, his right arm trembled slightly. Milian noticed this when he failed for the first time.

This was the only moment when the hexagonal perfect general showed his flaws.

Milian seized this opportunity, exhausted her vitality, and swung her second sword.

So, Miriam wins.

Zhao Zilong obviously knew where he had lost, so he said that this was a victory won by Milian "with dignity".

Only when Milien no longer bears the weight of a knight's character and confronts Zhao Zilong, the two are considered to be on the same starting line.

so far.

Milion is no longer a knight bearing the title of King of Knights, but a "Saber" who simply fights on the battlefield.

A moment after Zhao Zilong disappeared.

Milian's legs gave way and she nearly fell down.

But she gritted her teeth and braced herself.

She looked at the sky, where bursts of golden light were flooded by black shadows.

Pieces of corpses of strange beasts turned into rain of blood and minced meat, falling down.

In front of him was a tragic doomsday scene.

"It's not over yet."

Milian walked towards other battlefields step by step with heavy steps.

at this moment.

far away.

A thin figure walked towards Milian.

There was no living thing around that figure.

Only him.

In this situation, that figure is like a lonely soul in the dark night, which looks a bit weird.

Milian raised her sword, ready to strike.

But when the figure approached, Milian looked at him in surprise: "Yanfeng is fair?"

Yanfeng Zhengzheng showed how miserable he was going to be at this moment.

There was blood all over his body.

On the neck, a circle of fine sutures circled around his neck.

His eye sockets were empty, his eyes were gouged out by someone.

"I'm sorry to meet you at such an untimely occasion, in such an embarrassing situation, and with such a desolate posture." Kotomine, who lost his eyes, knelt down on one knee in front of Miriam, and when he raised his head, On his face, there was a smile that made Milien feel very strange: "Nice meeting, my king."

...

Roland ran naked.

The majestic paladin was actually shirtless and only wore a pair of tattered underpants.

But what makes people very angry is that Roland actually became stronger with this shameful gesture.

Roland held the holy sword "Indestructible Supreme Saint Durandal", and with his eyes closed, he easily shuttled through the attacks.

In this situation and the scene, Roland's posture has the charm of "passing among thousands of flowers, not a single leaf touches his body", elegant, calm, and perverted.

"Do you want to make a big move?"

Erin gritted her teeth.

Although his magic power is many, it is not endless.

Yi Lin couldn't spend most of her magic power on Roland.

at this time.

The aerial battlefield has changed dramatically.

There were bursts of explosions.

The only and last bit of golden light in the sky was overwhelmed by darkness.

Four huge shadows still enveloped the night sky.

Uruk fell into deep despair.

As Gilgamesh predicted, in the face of this overwhelming alien invasion, no one can see hope, including Yilin.

However, it's not time to give up yet.

A Deng frowned and was about to say something.

Bai Xiaoyi emerged from the thick fog, and the voice sounded in Yi Lin's ear: "Master, you go to support other battlefields first."

"you?"

Yi Lin looked at Bai Xiaoyi, a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes.

Bai Xiaoyi laughed straight: "My mother and I have a combined treasure, which is too powerful to scare you. A small-scale move can't hurt that pervert, so leave it to me and my mother here. Let's go, after our mother and daughter work together to solve this abnormality, we will rush to join you, Master."

Nie Hongxiu was in the distance, using her silver hair to condense into guns, stabbing Roland to death, but when Yi Lin looked at Nie Hongxiu, Nie Hongxiu's eyes were cold, she returned a look and nodded, as if she had the same idea.

Yi Lin was always paying attention to the sky and other battlefields. After pondering for a moment, she nodded:

"Okay, then he will leave it to you."

After finishing speaking, Yi Lin drew a circle, led A Deng and Ruth, and the three disappeared in front of Roland together.

Roland finally opened his eyes. He looked at Bai Xiaoyi and Nie Hongxiu who were staying here, and muttered to himself, "To be honest, I really envy him."

"Without further ado!"

Bai Xiaoyi and Nie Hongxiu, one in front and one behind, blocked Roland's retreat.

At the same time, the eyes of Nie Hongxiu and Bai Xiaoyi became red like blood, and the white fangs protruded from the corners of their mouths. On the left and right foreheads of the two, there was a ferocious ghost horn, which pierced the scalp and grew long. come out.

They... turned into ghosts!

The experience of Guiwu Mountain is the most painful memory deep in the hearts of the two of them.

They don't even want to recall the details of being a "ghost".

They also don't want Yi Lin to see their ugliness when they become "ghosts".

But at this moment, Bai Xiaoyi and Nie Hongxiu, for the sake of Yi Lin, for victory, and for beating Roland to death, they would rather touch that painful memory again.

Become a ghost!

In Roland's surprised eyes, the mother and daughter who had turned into ghosts flew into the air at the same time, holding their hands tightly together.

In the blink of an eye, the scenery in front of Roland changed.

A thick and persistent fog.

spooky mountain.

dense forest.

A huge blood moon appeared in the sky strangely, as close as if it was hanging above the heads of several people, and the concave hills on the moon were clearly visible.

The blood moon is in the air!

This is the tragic memory of Bai Xiaoyi and Nie Hongxiu, and the common landscape of their hearts!

"This is... an inherent enchantment!"

After being astonished, Roland looked at the strange scene in front of him and said with emotion.