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Under Annan's set of magic power release enhancement magic, it is not difficult to catch up with Emiya Shirou's shameful muscle D.

But taking advantage of the opportunity to retreat, Emiya Shirou put his hand on a sword that was stuck on the ground.

With a flick of the wrist, the long sword was pulled up, and a sword flower swayed out with unabated momentum, and attacked Annan.

"Fuck, it's so sinister!"

The sword at close range was extremely abrupt. When Annan saw the sword light, the cold air from the blade was approaching his skin.

"There is only one reason for your failure, and there is only one very simple answer - that is, as a magician, you are fighting heroic spirits in close combat!"

Emiya Shirou seems to have seen the end of Annan being split by a sword!

With the magician's melee ability, such an attack would not have time to react... that's right...

Hey!

Contrary to Emiya Shirou's expectations, Annan took a step forward, his feet bounced, and Jianguang passed sideways.

Afterwards, Annan stretched out his palm, avoiding the blade, and flicking the sword!

The force of the palm spiraled upward like a snake, and wrapped around the blade of the sword like a tongue.

This is the soft energy of Baguazhang!The palm of the hand is like a ox tongue grazing!

The ox tongue is soft and the grass is sharp, but the tongue is never cut when the cow eats the grass.

Emiya Shirou only felt a huge force coming from the sword, the tiger's mouth loosened, and the long sword was knocked out.

The next moment, Annan stomped his foot suddenly, squeezed his upper body and leaned back, as if pulling a strong bow!

A fierce and violent force exploded from Annan's body.

He took a step forward, sunk his shoulders, twisted his waist, bent his knees, clenched his fists, and fired like a six-in-one spear.

"call out!"

With a roaring blast, his fist hit Emiya Shirou like a cannonball with a strong wind blowing.

Bajiquan - Standing Cannon!

Being hit by a fierce punch, which is also the eight major moves of Bajiquan, Emiya Shirou felt as if he was smashed by a hammer, and his bones seemed to be split.

"Aren't you a magician?!"

Staggering back several meters, Emiya Shirou stood firm, holding the projected blade with both hands, his face ugly.

"Yeah, as a magician, it's reasonable for me to be able to do some boxing, right?"

Annan said it as a matter of course, dissipating the magic on his fist.

"What age is it, why do people still think that mages can't melee?!"

Times have changed, and among modern magicians, there are not a few magicians who also practice physique.

Just like Tohsaka Rin and Luvia, who have the nicknames "Devil Muscle Rin" and "Lady Crane"!

"So, it is a big mistake to think that I am going to die by approaching you."

Annan's eyes fell on Shirou Emiya, his face full of invincibility.

"If you don't come closer, why do you beat you up?!"

"Hmph, it seems that the information that Alaya gave me is out of date..."

The red-clothed and white-haired guardian looked at Annan and cursed his black-hearted boss with gnashing teeth.

Since the imaginary space is a place beyond the reach of the restraining force, Alaya's information about Annan is only before entering the imaginary world.

At that time, the original owner of Annan's body was a standard mage, with low defense and high attack.

When it was Annan's turn to take over, things were very different.

Because of the connection of the roots, Annan's magic level has long been on the same level as the crown.

What troubled him was his body that couldn't bear the power of the source.

Therefore, during the six months of coexistence with Tima, Annan read some martial arts materials from the root and began to practice martial arts to strengthen his body.

You know, the animal milk that Annan drinks every day is [-]% similar to the breast milk of the Goddess of Creation.

No surprise, it is a proper treasure.

In the world of Xianxia, ​​at least it is on the same level as Wannian ginseng, great supplement!

Annan drinks this nectar juice every day, and then works hard...

Finally, he developed a body that could wrestle with Spartacus.

Annan's body is about to break through the limits of the human body!

"As for martial arts, I just practiced it casually. It's far worse than the martial arts in history. It doesn't work at all in the face of heroic spirits who have honed their skills."

Annan Chao Emiya Shirou hooked his hand and smiled provocatively.

"But you are different. You are not a swordsman, not even an archer. To be exact, you are just a swordsman."

In terms of skills, Annan and Emiya Shirou are completely equal to each other.

Whoever seizes the opportunity will be able to give the opponent a few punches.

"You're right, then I won't be ashamed of melee combat."

Emiya Shirou nodded, and threw away Mo Xie, the go-getter in his hand, and replaced it with a Noble Phantasm floating behind him.

Don't pretend, he has a showdown. In fact, he is a nuclear bomb sword fairy!

Chapter 30 Father and Son Soldiers in Battle

"Are you finally starting to get serious?"

Annan's gaze spanned a distance of dozens of meters and landed on the distant sword hill.

There, amazing power began to rise.

The jacket made of holy corpse cloth was blown by the magic power, and the white-haired and red-clothed guardian stretched out his right hand, and solemnly recited the mantra that condensed his life.

"I am the bone of my sword—"

"So as I pray, Unlimited Blade Works!"

A Noble Phantasm with a shimmering stream of light floated in mid-air, swallowing sharp rays of light.

Divine Sword, Holy Sword, Demon Sword...

Demon swords, magic swords, famous swords...

In historical mythology, the famous and powerful armament held by the Heroic Spirit was taken out as if it were not worth the money.

Violent magic fluctuations lingered on the Noble Phantasm, shaking the atmosphere.

With hundreds of weapons capable of slaughtering dragons and demons, Annan even had the illusion that his body was torn apart.

"The momentum has been suppressed. After all, this place is not my home court."

Annan felt the warning from his body's instinct, and looked at the hundreds of treasures aimed at him, his face was calm as water.

Although the pressure has increased sharply, everything is expected.

The wave of melee combat just now was just a warm-up before the start of the fight.

After all, whether it is Annan or Emiya Shirou, they can fight in close combat, but they are not the best at close combat.

"Your sword making is not about making swords. From beginning to end, Shirou Emiya's magic is only the same."

An Nan's eyes flashed a sudden light.

Whether it is reinforcement or projection, it is just a by-product that appears on the way.

There is only one thing Emiya Shirou can do, and that is to shape his own image!

No creatures, only swords lie in the desolate graveyard.

This is Emiya Shirou's world.

Inherent enchantment——

The greatest forbidden spell that materializes the world of the practitioner's mental image.

It is the Noble Phantasm of the Heroic Spirit Guardian, and the only weapon this body holds.

In a world where swords can be reproduced simply by looking at them, there is no sword that does not exist.

There is everything here, and I am afraid there is nothing.

Hence the name "Unlimited Blade Works".

It is a person who was born as a sword all his life, and the only definite answer he got!

"This power is not inferior to Gilgamesh's 'Treasure of the King', no, it should be stronger."

Annan and Emiya Shirou looked at each other, "Now you have an unlimited supply of demons with restraining power, which is an infinite sword control in the true sense."

"Magician, what you said is very accurate, so take this infinite sword!"

Emiya Shirou waved his right hand sharply and shouted loudly like a land fairy.

"The sword is coming——!!"

On the vast and desolate Sword Hill, countless Noble Phantasms rose from the ground and flew towards Annan.

The dense number of swords swept through the low sky, and in the wave of the hand, countless swords smashed through the air, which was extremely spectacular.

Thousands of swords are sent out at once, and the qi is vertical and horizontal.

The air was torn apart, and the sharp aura that was visible to the naked eye rushed toward the face, making Annan's face sting.

However, Annan still did not panic.

Small scenes, everything is under control.

During the half-year time spent in the imaginary world with Tiamat, he carefully considered the possibility of encountering various things after arriving in Mesopotamia.

The Inhibition Force sent guardians to intervene in this matter. Although he felt that the possibility was not high, Annan still considered what to do if such a thing happened.