My Destiny Illustrated Book of Shape Moon

A magic light screen was projected on the wall, and the two figures in the projection looked at each other across a thousand-meter block.

The young man with white hair and golden eyes holds an unknown iron bow in his hand, his robes fluttering; the golden king holds his hands on his shoulders, surrounded by treasure troves behind him.

"Oh, it's going to be a fierce battle." Someone was sitting on the chair backwards, with his chin resting on the back of the chair, lazily staring at the magic light screen, as if watching a movie.

Beside him, Miyu, who was wearing casual clothes, looked at her master, her brother, but from time to time she turned her eyes to the man beside her:

He has white hair and black eyes, his skin is almost brown, his exposed arms have strong muscles, and the end of his eyebrows are in the shape of a signature lightning bolt.

It is worth mentioning that Shuo Yue does not have such eyebrow features.

"It's weird?" As if he noticed Miyu's gaze, the man replied casually without looking back:

"When I was at Einzbern Castle, I disguised myself as that guy. In fact, this is my true appearance... Of course, the soul is another matter."

Miyu remained silent, but in her heart she agreed with this man's last words.

Although she vaguely felt that Shuo Yue had changed in appearance, she could feel his love and affection from the heart, just like the brother in her vague memory.

But this man is different.

Although if he let down his lifted hair, his hairstyle would be exactly the same as Sakusuki's, but in essence, Miyu couldn't sense the closeness between them at all. It was as if this man had never met the girl 'Meiyu' in his life.

Although she was temporarily distracted because of her appearance and was taken away by him, the reason why she didn't try to escape was because she felt the throbbing of the spirit base.

It was as if there was some kind of will that kept telling Miyu that the man in front of her was worthy of trust.

"Who...are you?"

"It's just a Wu Ming character. Although Inhibition looks up to me and stalks me to protect me, in the end I am just a loser. All I can do is pass the responsibility to others."

"You are not my brother."

"Of course, and I also know that the guy who delayed the entire Holy Grail War for you didn't realize that he was not your brother."

"Not my brother? What are you talking about? My brother is just..."

"The servant he summoned was wrong from the beginning." The man interrupted Miyu's rebuttal and said calmly, "Without the designation of the holy relic, his 'fate' with you is not enough to support your abnormality. The follower appears."

"If the summoning ritual is normal, the servants summoned by Shuo Yue should be completely opposite to you."

In front of the dumbfounded Miyu, the man's voice was ridiculing someone:

"If he hasn't woken up yet... huh, he won't be as 'lucky' as me."

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Two figures looked at each other from a distance across a thousand-meter block.

Shuoyue holds an unknown iron bow in her hand, her white robe fluttering; Gilgamesh has his hands on his shoulders, surrounded by treasure troves behind him.

"Since you want to challenge this king's majesty, then go ahead and give it a try, cook."

"So before the war begins, do you want to make some bets?"

Although they were so far apart, the two of them were able to talk without any hindrance.

"Oh? I would like to hear what tricks you have up your sleeve as a cook."

"It's very simple. Just bet on the outcome of this battle. The winner is allowed to ask for a treasure from the other party."

"Hmph, in the end, you still covet my king's treasure house!"

"No, I just want to buy myself a better bow."

"It's better to let it go, idiot, I don't know what you have in you that is worthy of my collection!"

Unexpectedly, Gilgamesh, who has always been proud, rejected Shuo Yue's bet. His raised eyebrows already showed his impatience: "The last time I gave you the golden apple, it was because of my kindness. Don't push yourself too far." ,cook!"

There was a bright golden light behind him, and a spear flew out, heading towards Shuo Yue's head amidst the sound of breaking wind.

Shuo Yue bent his bow and nocked an arrow, and shot it out easily, but then, in the field of vision seen by the clairvoyant, ripples spread out one after another, reflecting the night sky as brightly as the sun.

"Since you like shooting, then just take these things!"

With a command, the king's treasure behind Gilgamesh revealed its brilliance.

Although he agreed to have an orthodox archer battle, for Gilgamesh, this was no different from his usual battles - it was nothing more than opening the 'King's Treasure' and throwing out the treasure inside.

Shuo Yue was already extremely familiar with such attacks, but this time, he did not use any other means.

This is the training partner of the Hero King Gilgamesh himself. Such an excellent training opportunity can only be answered with the longbow in hand!

The 'clairvoyance' is fully opened, and the eyes quickly capture the flying light and shadow like a camera, and then the projection magic is displayed. It is not used to attack, but used as an endless supply of ammunition. Arrows are placed on the bowstring like lightning. It was launched and intercepted one by one. The speed was so fast that it even dragged out afterimages.

As long as any one of them is missed, the place where Shuoyue is standing will be bombed, so he must use all his strength to resist Gilgamesh's oppression.

After a wave of Noble Phantasm bombardment ended, Sakuyue, who was slightly out of breath, looked at each other with Gilgamesh, with no fear in their eyes.

"Oh, you're pretty good at it, cook." Gilgamesh narrowed his snake eyes and raised the corners of his mouth in a happy arc, "Although I don't know why you did the stupid thing of cutting off your own limbs, but since you just want to use shooting to deal with it, As for me, let me give you a happy reward!"

Following Gilgamesh's declaration, the "King's Treasure" further unfolded, looking from a distance like a golden wall, standing behind Gilgamesh.

Countless Noble Phantasms were shot out like machine guns, creating a tornado of light and impact between the sky and the ground.

A large number of Noble Phantasms in units of dozens, hundreds, and thousands are constantly attacking the young man at the end of the destination.

Or a gun blade,

Or an axe,

Or the long sword used to slay a dragon,

Or the demonic sword of annihilation,

Or the blood-spraying spear of a hero,

Or a formless and powerful light.

All the Noble Phantasms owned by humans, or rather created by humans, and their original texts were thrown out without mercy, just to tear into pieces the tiny figure thousands of meters away.

There is no doubt that this is a curtain of hell that can crush people. Under such a terrifying wall of sighs, no matter how resourceful the strategist is, he can only lament and retreat, or face death.

The human brain cannot process so much Noble Phantasm information in such a short period of time, analyze their characteristics, and provide corresponding response plans.

But Shuo Yue is not a strategist, and he has no intention of seeing through them all.

Death was coming, and the only response the young man gave was the arrow he shot from his long bow!

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