Next, Shen Er, what's your business?

Chapter 594 The Origin of Shinji

In the consciousness space filled with light, a touch of blue quietly emerged.

That is the most color on the surface of this planet, the color of the sea, and it is also the color of Shen Er's soul.

The moment the blue appeared, the brilliance condensed by ties and longing seemed to be summoned by some kind, and flowed directly into the blue.

With the help of the brilliance, the blue color became more and more pure, and it rapidly expanded outwards, quickly rendering the entire consciousness space into a piece of blue.

Not only the soul, but also the body of Shen Er in reality has undergone similar changes.

The white halo lingering around the body disappeared, replaced by blue mist, these visions formed by high-concentration magic power revolved around Shen Er continuously, like a huge vortex.

Seeing this scene, Shirou laughed loudly and pointed the knife forward.

"Isn't this a good job, come on, let me see how much you have changed now."

"as you wish!"

Shen Er raised his head, the fighting spirit in his eyes was burning.

In the next second, the figures of the two disappeared at the same time, and there was a violent collision somewhere in the air.

As he promised, Shirou used the stunt "eight swords and one flash" with eight swords at the same time.Shen Er did not show any weakness, using his newly acquired power to block the eight knives at the same time.

Immediately afterwards, the figures of the two disappeared again, reappeared in another place, and continued to confront each other.

There is no limit to Shirou who has been strengthened by the nine-stroke command spell, whether it is "dimension jumping", "dimension twists and turns", "things collapse", or other treasure-level skills are all at your fingertips.

All of a sudden, visions abound.

In his hands, the Taidao is no longer an ordinary cold weapon, but a terrifying weapon that can unleash various unimaginable attacks.

At this time, Shirou has completely surpassed the realm of followers.

Yes, comprehensively, whether it is skill or spirit foundation, whether it is panel attributes or magic power, it is by no means comparable to relying on purely piled attributes of treasures.That kind of monster that has no strength and is not enough to control, in front of the current Shirou, can only be crushed.

However, Shen Er is no longer the original monster with empty power. While Shirou made up for the deficiency, he also got a new power.

That is the power rooted in the deepest part of everyone's soul and sealed by the subconscious of the personality.

That is the core meaning that has existed since the creation of chaos, the cause that is determined when the soul is born, and the power that continues to accumulate in reincarnations.

This force is called "origin".

When the "origin" awakens and traces back to the cause of birth, you will gain the powerful power that has gone through countless times.

Because this power belongs to oneself, there will be no discomfort when controlling it, and there will be no hidden worries of too strong power and insufficient realm.

Of course, awakening "Origin" is not without its drawbacks.As the price for the accumulation of reincarnation, the accumulated past lives will also be revived, and the generated personality that is less than a hundred years old cannot resist the core meaning accumulated over a long period of time, and is eventually swallowed.At this time, people are no longer the original people, but a mixed group that exists for all eternity, and can never get rid of the domination of "origin".

But -- so what if it's not swallowed up by accumulated past lives?
The answer is the current Shinji.

Yes, just a few decades of personality is not enough to resist the long "ten thousand generations", but as Shinji said, he is not fighting alone.

Behind him stood many people who cared about him.The thoughts of these people gathered on him and were with him.

The previous life accumulated by a soul is powerful, but the accumulated thoughts are even more powerful. With the help of these thoughts, Shen Er successfully overwhelmed his previous life, completely controlling the "origin" in his own hands, rather than being dominated by the "origin".

Missing is magic, and will can create miracles.

In the confrontation of "Origin", Shen Er really created a miracle.

In the future, he will create more miracles, together with those who care about him, and with the "origin" they control together.

The longing is condensed, injected into Shen Er's soul, and with the help of the awakened origin, "transformed" into a brand new power, sublimating the newly born third magic.

And this is the capital of Shen Er's confrontation with Shirou.

Thoughts are turned into magic power, so that Shen Er doesn't have to worry about consumption.

Bonding is condensed into substance, it can be the hardest shield, the sharpest spear, and can change shape at will according to Shen Er's mind.

"The me now, who is supported by everyone, can do it! Even you who have reached the end of martial arts, you can't win!"

After blocking Shirou's "eight knives and one flash" with an all-round "longing barrier", Shen Er's strength climbed again.

The blue mist that permeated the battlefield rolled back, and around Shen Er's body condensed a phantom of a human figure with a height of more than ten meters and countless arms.

This is not a physical mutation caused by "The Roar of the Beast", but Shen Er's new understanding of his own origin.

"Belief is transformed, and the Dharma is manifested--Thousand-handed supernatural power!"

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At the same time, Joan of Arc and Shakespeare also rushed to the deepest part of the garden, the broken altar.

As soon as they walked out of the corridor, the two saw the huge Holy Grail placed in the central part.

Other than that, there is nothing else.To be correct, it should have been there, but it has been completely destroyed in successive explosions.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooovy." Shakespeare folded his hands on his chest and said sarcastic words nonchalantly said.

Joan closed her eyes, then quickly let go, and let out a long sigh of relief:

"My privilege shows that the Black Assassin is still alive, and you didn't feel any abnormalities, which proves that Amakusa Shiro Tokisada is still alive." .)
"Well, where are they now? We are very interested. Their movements are closely related to the direction and ending of the story."

"It should be above. I can feel two violent fluctuations of magic power in the sky."

"In the air? This is getting more and more interesting."

Joan pointed to the sky, and Shakespeare took out a pair of binoculars with a handheld bracket from his arms and put them on the bridge of his nose.

"Oh, I see, I see, both the Master and the Black Assassin are even better than I imagined. Ah, the inspiration came, and the brain is trembling."

Pointing with an empty hand, the "First Folio" and the matching quill naturally materialize, and write automatically under Shakespeare's command.

"The red caster."

"Please don't interrupt my creation, Saintess of France, I assure you that this will be a good story."

"I didn't interrupt you on purpose, I just hope you stay away and don't be affected."

"what?"

Hearing what Joan said, Shakespeare quickly took off his glasses and looked at Joan in surprise.

Joan of Arc did not look at him, but calmly stared at the Great Holy Grail.

"The damage to the Great Holy Grail was lighter than I expected, and we don't have much time left. Caster, if you don't want to stop me, just leave here, so we can have some more time."

"Ruler, are you trying to—"

"The tasks he didn't complete will be completed by me. This is my job."

Jeanne drew her sword.

The silver sword that was awarded at the Church of St. Caterina is a good weapon, but Joan of Arc has never used it so far.

Now, she finally used the sword, not against the Holy Grail, but against herself.

The blade slashed across the palm of her hand, and Joan of Arc could not see any pain on her face, nor did she care about the blood oozing out.And so she knelt down.Put your hands together and close your eyes.

That overly graceful posture reminded Shakespeare of martyrdom.

"The heavens are the glory of the Lord, and the sky is the work of the hand of God."

"Wait a moment, Miss Jeanne."

Just as Joan opened her mouth to pray, a voice sounded from the altar.

Immediately afterwards, a pure white Lingzi appeared out of thin air, condensing a figure that was too delicate to be human.

(End of this chapter)