Chapter 262: Sword of Promised Victory VS Sword of Promised Victory

【How to do it? 】

Accompanying the heartbeat was the sound of questioning coming from somewhere.

"We must defeat him."

【How to do it? 】

"He must be defeated."

【How to do it? 】

It's so noisy, shut up.

Isn’t there only one thing left to do?

——Give me your body.

The girl opened her golden-red eyes and stood up.

"We must defeat him."

In her raised hand was a class card. The man on the card bent his bow and nocked an arrow, as if he wanted to shoot through the sky.

The bright magic circle unfolded, smearing the absorbed massive magic power wantonly, depicting complex lines. In the crimson color that was incompatible with the surrounding cold-toned light, the girl squatted on the ground and touched the class card in her hand with the magic circle.

“Dream Summon (Install)”

The blue-green magic beam rolled back, with the magic circle as the axis, holding the girl like a claw. As the magic power was absorbed, the red spirit spirit rose up, and the silver-haired girl floated expressionlessly. Gradually, spiritual clothing called "Akahara Ceremony" appeared.

Her golden-red eyes reflected thousands of sword tombs. While holding the nameless iron bow, her long hair was also tied into a gentle bun.

"It's a lie..." Miyu murmured, while on the other side, Sakuyue nodded seriously.

"Hmm, doesn't this look much better?"

He was praising her, but his movements showed no sign of pity. With a casual wave of his hand, the dark sword energy rushed towards Illya after she had changed her clothes.

The pink ring shield opened up, perfectly blocking the attack. In the rising smoke, three iron arrows flew out and were knocked away by Shuo Yue's sweep.

Black and white brilliance breaks through the sky.

Shuo Yue pulled away and retreated hastily, but was still a step too late. Two marks were scratched on her breastplate, almost injuring her body.

At some point, Illya had already jumped into the sky, and while the enemy was dealing with the iron arrows, she slashed with the projected double swords. Caught off guard, Shuo Yue was really struck.

"...Hmph, I was actually hit by such an attack." Smacking her lips in displeasure, Shuo Yue looked at the girl who had pulled away from a safe distance and re-projected the black and white swords.

Projection magic, go-getter Moye.

There is no need to guess the heroic spirit summoned by Illya in her dream. It was the first gift Shuo Yue received, and it was also the half of his body that he was very familiar with.

"It's like a replay of the battle between me and Saber, except the roles are reversed." The young man couldn't help but recall the battle that year, but now it was not him who was holding the black and white swords, but another person. .

He is the one holding the holy sword.

"It's unbelievable, this kind of posture, this kind of fighting ability..." Miyu, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, was deeply shocked, not only because of the wisdom and strength shown by the white-haired swordsman, but also because of the Yili she knew. Ya, her attitude has completely changed.

"It's just like a real heroic spirit!"

The next moment, the two heroic spirits started running at the same time.

On the wasteland burned by the Sword of Victory, the swordsman holding the holy sword and burning red magic collided head-on with the archer holding the double sword and exuding blue fighting spirit.

The white-haired swordsman took the lead in swinging his sword, and the red magic power surged like never before, swaying towards the petite girl in front of him like a splash of ink.

Under the pressure of a giant dragon, Archer, who had raised his swords, slid back, but he danced on the sword's edge like a butterfly piercing a flower. Using his strength, he easily dodged every blow.

The firelight illuminated each other's cold cheeks. Saber didn't know what Archer was thinking in front of her, but there was a stream of heat flowing in his heart, almost on the verge of burning.

"good very good!"

What is it like to play against your past self?

Saber gave the answer - the moment Archer leaped up and kicked out his calf, Saber dropped the holy sword, crossed her hands, and firmly blocked the attack. Then she grabbed the girl's slender ankle with her backhand and twisted her body. , the magic is released!

Like a bullet, Archer felt only the roar of the wind, and she was hit to the ground. Behind her, Saber picked up the holy sword with her toes, then held it with her backhand, and stabbed her chest hard.

"boom!"

That was the cry of the sword breaking into pieces. He used the double blades in his hands to buy a moment of time. Arhcer turned over flexibly and avoided the fatal blow. At the same time, he turned over and jumped up, turning his head - another black sword energy roared. Come!

With just enough time to project a new pair of swords to block the way, the girl flew out like a kite with a broken string, fell heavily to the ground, and quickly bounced up again. The two swords flowed through the clusters of iron light, and struck with a liberating attitude. Passing the cold path.

"Ping!"

The furious demon dragon pressed forward step by step. Saber swung her sword during the charge, just like a baseball player delivering a decisive blow, knocking the "baseball" away fiercely. Then her magic power erupted, and she tried to pull her away again. Archer kept his distance and chased after him again!

The projection spiral, the long sword turned into an arrow, in the state of being knocked out of control, Archer still calmly drew the bow and string, and fired a precise blow.

In the unstoppable running, Saber turned her head sharply, and the sharp arrow passed by her face. The burst of air still shattered half of the mask, revealing the golden vertical pupils of the swordsman inside.

Even though the enemy's visor was broken, the attack still missed. Even if possessed by a heroic spirit, an archer could never be a match for a swordsman in close combat. Sakutsuki knew Emiya's strengths and weaknesses too well - as long as he was not given the opportunity to distance himself, Archer, with his weak ability parameters, would only be defeated in close combat!

"..." Although Archer's face was expressionless, her eyes more or less revealed anxiety and unhappiness.

A personality calmer and more experienced than Illya judged the desperate situation at the moment. Instead of sliding into the abyss step by step, it is better to go all out and decide the outcome!

So, the girl slowly opened her mouth and recited the prelude to the decisive battle in a cold voice:

"Projection, turn on (Trace on)!"

She made a difficult sword-holding gesture, and in her trembling hands, a miracle that violated the rules slowly took shape.

It was the blue-gold sword of victory, and the elf characters engraved on it reflected the stars in the sky.

Staring at the miraculous holy sword, the swordsman also stopped, with a satisfied joy in his golden vertical pupils.

The purple-black magic flow gathered again, and he and she raised the holy/magic sword in their hands together.

The free magic was gathering, and the inky purple light and the holy golden light confronted each other.

The starlight was swallowed up and the starlight was flickering.

The magic was bursting and the magic was cheering.

"Ex——"

"Ex——"

Finally, the two of them swung the same attack

"Calibur!!!"

Purple and gold painted the world wantonly, wielding deadly and dazzling light, countless starlight and magic burst out, and with the power of the two holy swords, they wantonly vented the power of destruction.

The world spasmed painfully, the blood was evaporated, the muscles were dissolved, and in the end, even its own existence was shaky.

"Boom, boom, boom."

Amid the sound of a drum-like heartbeat, the purple-black light condensed into the shape of an evil dragon, raising a huge wave that completely engulfed the golden light column.

Without a tit-for-tat enemy, the evil dragon roared in destruction, like an iron plow turning over the earth. The evil dragon stretched thousands of miles from east to west, evaporating the Weiyuan River, destroying any landforms, leaving a scar several meters deep on the earth, and the purple light spreading from both sides of the crack radiated dozens of meters away.

The mirror world collapsed.

How do you know that I hit the soul with one shot, Banana (ran away)?