Chapter 735 "Your Eyes Are so Beautiful~" (5,200 Words)

A corner of the battlefield.

In the open space of the alien battlefield.

There were piles of dead bodies.

There were the corpses of Uruk soldiers, and the mutilated corpses of alien races.

in the corpse,

Emperor Shihuang from the East confronted Michel from afar.

Tick, tick, tick.

Bright red blood dripped from the wound on Michelle's shoulder.

She was hit by a sword.

It's been a long time since she felt hurt.

The opponent's speed is definitely not as good as his own.

But he still stabbed her with a sword.

"It's a treasure."

Michelle frowned, looking at the man on the bronze horse chariot with neither joy nor sadness.

She doesn't care about the outcome of this red-black battle.

Because, her real purpose of coming here was not to win.

She has an important task on her shoulders.

Her teacher, Merlin, personally gave her the task.

Her mission in the Age of Gods was only this mission.

——"Ensure Kotomine's just death."

In any case, she had to do this task herself.

But that fool really regarded himself as a junior junior sister.

How can there be such stupid people in the world.

Michelle sighed.

She speeded up again, ready to escape from the eyes of the first emperor.

"Stupid barbarian soldiers who want to escape from my eyes."

The First Emperor on a bronze horse chariot,

Smile contemptuously. I saw him swiping his long sword, and a terracotta warrior holding a halberd, with a murderous look on his face, was brushed on the plain in patches.

The mighty terracotta warriors and horses, the soil on their bodies peeled off little by little, and under the clay warriors were soldiers of the Qin Dynasty wearing elite battle armor.

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

The sound of killing shook the sky, and the first emperor summoned tens of thousands of troops with his gestures. The majesty of the emperor was undoubtedly revealed.

"How can it be!"

This scene completely stunned Michelle.

How could there be such a terrifying heroic spirit?

What is the class of the other party?

Michel thought of the opponent's bronze horse chariot.

"Rider"?

She noticed the opponent's saber again.

"Saber"?

But no matter what class the other party is, they are both Heroic Spirits, so the gap is too big!

Perhaps, each of the resurrected soldiers of the Qin Dynasty alone is not considered to be a top-notch combat power. But right now, there is not only one Qin Dynasty soldier standing in front of Michelle! But a national army!

Above the army formation, a highly condensed army circled and rolled up, looming faintly in the sky, curling up into the shape of a five-clawed dragon!

"Listen to my orders—"

The first emperor raised the ancient sword in his hand high.

Michelle gritted her teeth, her high-speed charge forward suddenly stopped, and then rushed into the air.

opposite.

The First Emperor let out a long laugh: "Under the whole world, is it the king's land!"

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Tens of thousands of Qin Dynasty's elite, the sound of changing equipment was uniform. At the same time, they took out longbows from their backs, drew the bows to the full, and nocked the arrows to the strings!

"volley!"

The long sword held high by the First Emperor swung down heavily!

In an instant, thousands of arrows shot!

The dense rain of arrows covered the sky and the sun, shooting towards Michelle who was rising rapidly in the air!

...

"Great Qin Immortal Army"

"Level" A

"Type" Anti-Army Noble Phantasm

"Valid Range" 1~99

"Maximum capture" 1~10000 people

...

This is an invincible army!

This is an undefeated army that swept across the six countries thousands of years ago!

The deeds and prestige of Qin Shihuang, with the blessing of the Holy Grail, are enough to make this army invincible on the battlefield.

But now,

This army, this Noble Phantasm, only launched an attack on Michelle!

original,

It is impossible for a wooden arrow from ancient times to hit Michel, who is moving at high speed in the air, in the presence of air resistance.

But these arrows are different.

They have already broken away from the category of "arrows".

"The Immortal Army of the Great Qin Dynasty" is a Noble Phantasm, but at the same time, it is also a collection of Noble Phantasms.

every arrow,

Every mighty bow,

Every halberd,

Every Great Qin Army,

They are treasures. However, as "Noble Phantasms", they also jointly formed the anti-army Noble Phantasm called "The Immortal Army of the Great Qin Dynasty".

Covering the sky with rain of arrows,

Submerge Michelle's figure completely!

...

...

Another part of the battlefield.

Paladin Roland, with an unabated smile on his face, stood proudly on the battlefield holding the holy sword "Durandall".

It's different from him who was neatly dressed at the beginning.

At this moment, Roland's clothes were tattered, and he could barely hide his shame.

Only the last step is needed to complete the feat of exploding clothes.

But the skin under the torn clothes was intact and he was not injured.

Gu Tianqing, who was supposed to face off against Roland, was missing at this moment.

Around Roland, the ground was covered with spikes.

Most of these spikes have been broken off and scattered on the ground.

Not far from Roland, there was a pool of fresh blood, thick and salty.

Obviously this pool of blood did not come from him.

"Did you escape?"

Roland stepped on the pool of blood, sheathed the holy sword "Durandel", stretched lazily, and walked towards the city wall of Uruk.

"Mankind, no matter what era it is in, cannot do without struggle and war."

"It's okay, I just need to complete my mission."

...

at the same time.

Outside Uruk.

ten kilometers.

Ding ding ding!

Milian held the golden sword in the lake.

Changshan Zhao Zilong, one shot at a time, completely blocked Mi Lien's offensive.

"The talent is good, but it's a pity that the artistic conception is lacking and the moves are rough. If you change the era and the place, Zhao may take you as his apprentice on a whim."

Zhao Zilong swung his gun unhurriedly, easily blocked Mi Lien's onslaught, even in the fight, he was leisurely and leisurely, and made a pertinent comment on Mi Lien's strength.

impossible.

Absurd thoughts flashed through Milian's mind.

She had never felt such a deep sense of frustration.

She has practiced swordsmanship for most of her life, her talent, her strength, in front of this man, it seems that they are not worth mentioning, and she looks weak.

And the other party, from the beginning to the end, had such a calm expression on his face that Milian didn't even force the other party to sweat.

Zhao Zilong only swung the corner spear, relaxed and comfortable, without using any other treasures.

This seemingly evenly matched fight has lasted for a full ten minutes.

Within ten minutes, the dazzling offensive was dizzying.

The weapons of the two collided more than a thousand times.

To be precise, it is one thousand one hundred and thirty-two.

Their figures even crossed half of the battlefield while moving fast.

But,

Whether it was Milian or Zhao Zilong, both of them were like tireless humanoid machines, no matter their movements, strength, or speed, they never showed any sign of weakening.

but,

Milian knew very well that the other party was a serious Heroic Spirit, while she was just a fake Heroic Spirit. According to this rhythm, she continued to attack, and in the end she had no choice but to lose.

Do you want to make a big move?

During these ten minutes, Milian had this bold thought in her mind more than once.

But her fighting intuition "intuition" told her that if she made a big move in front of Zhao Zilong, she might be blocked by the opponent!

That's the ultimate curry stick!

Reason told her that it was impossible to block.

Should I trust rational judgment, or leave my body to my intuition?

For the first time, Milian was caught in such entanglements.

suddenly,

Zhao Zilong stabbed out with a single shot, leaving patches of faint spear shadows in front of him, forcing Mi Lien back a few meters.

When Milian raised her head, Zhao Zilong was already standing ten meters away, waiting with a smile.

"If Zhao's guess is correct, you are hiding your true skills."

Milly was silent.

Zhao Zilong pointed his spear, and the blood-colored cloak was automatic without any wind, and he was full of vigor: "It doesn't matter whether you live or die. No matter what your identity is, it is the fate that Zhao cannot escape, and this is also your fate. Therefore, Why not abandon all distracting thoughts, fight vigorously, and fight until death?"

The two were fighting without much communication.

In the occasional communication, Zhao Zilong was also mocking.

However, through Zhao Zilong's gun, his fearlessness and courage, Miriam unconsciously developed an inexplicable respect for the opponent who was destined to be the enemy of life and death in this short ten minutes.

She even had an illusion.

Even if she died under the opponent's gun, it would be difficult for Milian to feel hatred.

"I see."

Milian took a deep breath of the rich magic power, and before she knew it, a sentence that Yi Lin often said popped out of her mouth.

She opened and closed her eyes without any hesitation.

no hate,

no anger,

no complaints,

no regrets.

Milian held the sword in the lake and stood slanted beside her, terribly calm.

In an instant, she seemed to be a different person.

Zhao Zilong's eyes were fixed, and the smile that was still on the corner of his mouth just now disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"It's Miriam Artoria X Pendragon who is being rude. The "Lancer" from the east," Miriam said calmly, holding the sword in the lake with both hands, and slowly raised it above her head: "This One sword, I will go all out, no reservations, to you, offer the highest respect! "

"Hahaha—" Zhao Zilong raised his head and laughed three times, shaking his spear, "That's very good!"

Raging magic power is gathering towards Milian!

The golden light illuminates the battlefield!

At this moment, Milian, holding the golden light in her hand, once again became the focus of the world, the only one under the sky!

"Sword of Promised Victory,"

"Excalibur!!!"

The golden light is like a giant cannon.

Go straight to Zhao Zilong!

Zhao Zilong did not retreat but advanced, one shot at a time, and he stepped forward alone!

"Death without regret!"

Under the dazzling golden light, Zhao Zilong let out a joyful laugh.

...

...

In front of the walls of Uruk.

Gilgamesh laughed angrily.

"Stupid woman, you have no idea what you're missing."

He is angry.

He has always been the only one who chooses the princess, and no one dares to choose him as a concubine.

in front of you

This dirty and ugly woman doesn't know how to live or die.

She will be the first and she will be the last!

A circle of ripples opened in the sky.

Countless golden weapons, after the ripples, revealed the tip of the iceberg.

These are all the treasures of his King Gilgamesh.

Every piece of treasure is a powerful treasure.

Every piece of treasure can create a powerful heroic spirit.

In theory, Gilgamesh's treasury contains the "prototype" of all human weapons.

Even the prototype of the treasure "Durandel" of the later paladin Roland, who is active on the battlefield today, is also in King Gilgamesh's treasury.

"Sine!"

In an instant, the weapons from the treasure house turned into throwing spears and spread to the ground.

It can be called a hail of bullets.

In fact, each treasure has its own special ability.

but,

Gilgamesh didn't need it, and didn't bother to study it.

Using the power of the treasure itself will consume a lot of magic power.

But now, he only needs to expend negligible magic power to "open" the treasure house, and then throw out the treasure inside.

Simple and rude, crushing everything.

This is the king, theoretically the ancestor of Yi Lin and others, the true strength of the ancient Uruk king!

Boom boom boom!

The golden glow poured down like a waterfall, drowning everything.

The ground was shaking violently.

On the city wall, Yan Feng just stared at the terrifying scene in front of him in horror, dumbfounded.

The throwing spear that was inserted into Yanfeng Gongzheng's lower abdomen, which he had worked so hard to pull out for a long time, was unexpectedly knocked down by this violent vibration.

"Hohohoho! Strong man, you are worthy of my Hippolyta's partner!"

Under the bombardment of golden light, Hippolyta let out a rough laugh.

This kind of laughter should have come from the man's mouth.

But I don't know why, when this kind of laughter came from Hippolyta's mouth, it didn't make people disgusted, but it gave Hippolyta a wild charm.

During the bombardment, Hippolyta moved!

She uses flexible steps to move on the ground.

A streak of golden light, faster than a bullet, brushed past her.

She dodged this wave of bombing!

In the golden light, Hippolyta laughed loudly, grabbed the void with both hands, shook the two long spears, and with the whistling sound of the wind, he crossed a distance of hundreds of meters in an instant and stabbed at Gilgamesh on the top of the city wall. .

Two throwing guns, with a strange black light, bounced off the golden light along the road!

"Another miscellaneous, weak divinity, you are seeking your own death."

Gilgamesh was unhurried, the clay board shone with light, and a gorgeous golden shield appeared in front of him.

clang!

Two spears were blocked by the golden shield!

Time seemed to pause for a moment.

After the pause, a shock wave visible to the naked eye, centered on the spear and shield, suddenly exploded in all directions.

call--

Yan Feng was just blown away.

Before he could stop the bleeding from his wound, he was blown away by the aftermath of the two shooting each other.

horrible!

Yan Fengzheng, who had turned over a dozen somersaults on the dirt, witnessed an astonishing scene when he got up again.

As if by magic, Hippolyta grabbed spears from the void and bombarded the shield frantically!

Every time the spear collides with the shield, the aftermath is like a hurricane, blowing away everything around.

Around Hippolyta, there are golden pole weapons, and some of them even penetrated Hippolyta's hands, feet, abdomen, and limbs.

But Hippolyta didn't take a step back, her expression became more and more courageous, and the speed of throwing the spear became faster and faster, and more and more outrageous. From Kotomine's fair point of view, Gilgamesh and Hippolyta seemed to be carrying a Gatling machine gun, or the kind with infinite bullets, and bombarded each other frantically in a swapping manner.

This crazy continuous bombardment lasted for a full thirty seconds.

But these thirty seconds, to bystanders, seemed as long as thirty years.

"Crack!"

The landing points of the spears all landed precisely at the same place.

Amidst the explosion, a crisp sound seemed so insignificant.

The golden shield, which was continuously bombarded by the spears, finally couldn't stand it anymore, and a little breach appeared.

Along that small breach, the next moment, cracks spread everywhere on the solid treasure shield!

The treasure of Gilgamesh,

Cracked!

...

"This is no longer something that my mere Heroic Spirit can interfere with."

Yan Feng just stared, helpless in the aftermath of the raging.

He deeply felt his cowardice.

When Kotomine was shocked,

Also feel extremely bewildered.

Under the arrangement of the teacher, he came to the Age of Gods, came to this trial, and what is the real meaning of coming to Uruk?

Is it just to witness this epic heroic battle?

Or does the teacher have other, more elusive arrangements?

So far,

Yan Fenggong knew clearly that it was Merlin's "trick" that brought him here.

But he didn't think that Merlin was harming him.

Because, after Yan Fengzheng came here, he was surprised to find that the doll that Merlin gave before he left had actually become one of his treasures.

A powerful protective treasure.

Since Teacher Meilin gave him the protective treasure, how could he harm him?

Teacher, after all, is a teacher.

"You have beautiful eyes."

at this moment,

Beside Yan Fenggong, a gentle voice came out of nowhere.

An inexplicable chill spread throughout his body at this moment.

It felt like a bucket of ice water was poured coldly from Yanfeng Zhengyi's cap, and finally poured all into his crotch.

This inexplicable coldness made Yan Fenggong shudder.

Enduring the severe pain, he turned his head suddenly, only to be surprised to find that a girl in a school uniform wearing a very ordinary short skirt squatted beside him at some point, watching his "magic eye" with interest. .

The girl has long bright pink hair.

Two big eyes, piercing.

She was wearing a short skirt and squatting with her legs crossed in front of Kotomine, revealing her cute bear panties without any hesitation.

Yan Feng just looked away in embarrassment.

The girl gave him the feeling that he was like a sister next door. Her eyes were so innocent and flawless that it was impossible to lay hands on them.

"so beautiful……"

"Your eyes are really beautiful..."

"Yuno likes it so much...what should I do?"

"what to do?"

"what to do?"

"what to do?"

The girl seems to have become a repeater.

Talk to yourself quickly.

She slowly stretched out her small white hand towards Yanfeng's impartial "magic eye", as if she wanted to touch it.

touch it.

That's all.

Yan Feng was just stunned.

What's the situation now?

Who is this girl?

The attire on her body obviously does not belong to this era.

Should I hide?

Big question marks flashed in Yan Fenggong's mind.

As a virgin, he has no experience in the current situation.

"what to do?"

"what to do?"

While talking to herself, a sick flush appeared on the girl's face strangely.

"Hey, can you give Yuno your eyes?"

The girl who called herself "Yuno" stretched out the finger of Kotomine's "magic eye", and suddenly accelerated, which caught Kotomine by surprise.

"laugh!"

Yan Feng just felt a flash in front of his eyes.

The next moment, the vision of his left eye was pitch black.

He stared blankly at the girl in front of him.

There was blood on her hands.

She was happily playing with a bloody eyeball.

It looks so happy.

eyeball?

Where did that eyeball come from?

No,

Should ask, whose?

In an instant, countless messy thoughts flashed through Yan Fengzheng's mind.

At this point, with the hot blood, it flowed down from the left eye and slid into the corner of the mouth. The pain in his head seemed to be cut open alive, and it was delayed.

"Ah ah ah ah ah--"

By the walls of Uruk,

in dark corners,

Yan Feng's fair screams resounded through the sky.

in agony,

Yan Feng just had a hallucination in front of his eyes.

There was a strange light in Little Bear's underwear.

The girl smiled happily, so happy, so happy. In her eyes, there was a morbid ecstasy.

"Yeah~ so pretty~"