FWF Chapter 290 Feite is a 0
Chapter 290 Feite is a 0
According to the range in which the treasures take effect, magicians divide them into different categories.
Anti-human Noble Phantasm, that is, a Noble Phantasm that takes effect against a certain unit (single attack), such as Lancer's "Demon-breaking Red Rose".
Anti-army Noble Phantasm, that is, a Noble Phantasm that takes effect against a group of units (group attack), such as Caster's "Snail Annihilation City Teaching Book", and Rider's "King's Army Power".
Anti-city Noble Phantasm, that is, a Noble Phantasm that is specifically effective against a huge target, such as a city, such as Saber's "Sword of Promised Victory".
Assassin's ability to split itself into dozens should also belong to the effect of the anti-human Noble Phantasm.
Gilgamesh's "King's Treasure" is exactly the warehouse where the treasures are stored. It contains everything in it. Except for the weapons thrown at will, what Elan has seen so far is the anti-god treasure "Heaven's Lock"—— As the name suggests, it is a treasure specially used to deal with gods.
But that chain is no longer usable in this Holy Grail War.
In addition to this, of course there are anti-evil Noble Phantasms, anti-human Noble Phantasms, enchantment Noble Phantasms, etc. The summaries of magicians cannot be perfect.
Elan sat down, holding the cool passion fruit juice, and entered the state of onlookers.He didn't forget to hand Weber a copy.
Wei Bo, who was extremely nervous and couldn't sit still: "..."
He rejected the untimely offer and started walking up and down where he was.
Affected by complex emotions such as anxiety, pride, and admiration, Weber couldn't help asking the allies next to him, "Iori, who do you think will win?"
"Even though I really don't want to say that—"
Gilgamesh opened the treasury.
The golden ripples didn't spread out, and the King of Heroes just took out a grotesquely shaped weapon from a separate vortex.
"But Archer won."
The eyes of the gods saw the future at that moment.
Weber couldn't accept this result, "Why?"
Elan didn't answer.
And what Weber wants is actually not an answer.
Things in this world often don't make sense.
No matter how strong your beliefs are, no matter how righteous your reasons are, when the enemy is too strong, you can only lose or die.
To be strong means to trample on all power.
What the golden heroic spirit holds in his hand is a treasured anti-world treasure, whose function is to destroy the world.
"That's the 'deviating sword'".
According to the future he saw, the black-haired deity said lightly, "From the ancient Mesopotamian mythology, the 'creation of heaven and earth' is the original sword that witnessed the feat of creation. Its blade is endowed with The mission was to split the chaotic heaven and earth in half and give it a definite form."
Of course Weber could hear what such a detailed introduction meant. ——Obviously, "Deviation Sword" is the nemesis of "King's Army".
"Is there no way?"
The voice of the god became more and more indifferent, as if stripped of all emotions, the Chinese colors in the pupils flickered on and off, as if everything started and the universe rotated.
Under Waver's anxious gaze, the boy shook his head.
Elan knew what to expect.
At this inexplicable moment, for some unknown reason, his control over the source of time suddenly improved, and he saw the future.
The god closed his eyes.
If the future can be known early, what fun is there in living?
And beside him, the established future is happening.
Weber raised his right hand, and the bright red stigmata shimmered with his heart.
"I, Weber Velvet, issue orders in the name of Command Seals."
"Rider, you must win the final victory."
"Rider, you must take the Holy Grail."
"Rider, you must conquer the world. Failure is not allowed."
The magical power contained in the Command Seal flowed from the back of the Master's hand to the Servant.In this war, everyone seemed to be doing their best, except Elan, who made it clear that he was just a spectator.
No, maybe Archer didn't either.
Archer raised his arms high in front of the army that was screaming for him.
Holding the original sword, the original heroic spirit raised his voice and said, "Wake up, EA (deviation sword). A stage worthy of you has been set!"
Gilgamesh smiled happily, and a huge amount of magical power emanated from the Noble Phantasm.
"——The Deviation of Heaven and Earth·The Star of Pioneering!"
The sky and the earth let out an overwhelmed hiss, like the wailing of a person before death.
The wind howled violently, spreading the breath of destruction.
Elan opened his eyes.
With a flick of Archer's hand, the blade cut off the "world"—the ground cracked, revealing a bottomless abyss, into which countless cavalrymen fell, and then, the crack expanded from the ground to the sky, to every place in sight. points per cent.
Ahh, that's right.
This is exactly the scene of destruction that the Dark God loves most.
The pure black eyes were filled with intoxication, staring at the collapsed space.
Everything was chaotic and ignorant, including Weber who ran towards Rider. The two seemed to be talking, and there was a faint cry, but Elan didn't listen.
He just concentrated on the scene in front of him...the rising air current, the reversing gust of wind, and the falling sky.Everything is falling apart.
The outcome is clear.
The fighting spirits were talking to each other, and the wind carried their last words to the ears of the gods.
"Conqueror, I accept your challenge at any time." Archer looked solemn, "Until the end of time, every inch of this world is my garden. So I can guarantee that it will never make you feel bored."
"That's, great..."
Rider murmured in agreement, and quietly disappeared.
The inherent barrier completely disappeared, and the three returned to the forest.
Yes, three people.
There is one person, never to be seen again... right?
Tears flowed from the corners of his eyes uncontrollably, and Wang's words were still echoing in his ears.
"Weber Velvet, are you willing to serve me as a servant?"
"I swear—my king, I swear to use it for you and die for you. Please guide me forward so that I can see the same dream."
That is the most precious invitation in the world.
Weber fell to his knees, tears falling on the ground in big drops.
Archer looked at him with cruel red eyes, "Do you want to avenge the dead king?"
Waver shuddered and shook his head.
"This is not the end."
The boy named Weber Velvet — no, the man stood up, staring straight at those terrifying vertical pupils, "I wish to become a Heroic Spirit."
"No, the word hope makes the achievable sound remote."
Wei Bo corrected himself: "I want to become a heroic spirit. I will succeed and join my king's command." His voice was unsteady because of crying, but it contained reason that was difficult to ignore, and there was fanaticism in his firm expression, "Always One day, I will meet my king again and fight for him."
A believer is born.
Elan watched the all-too-familiar process.
Show the place of dreams, show the pulse of desire, show the limit of beauty or ugliness... There will be people who will follow you and regard you as their belief.
Because being able to show it is a kind of strength.
Tsuna came to Elan's side, and Saber had left the stage.
Einzbern Castle.rooftop.
The brilliant golden cup was still suspended in the air, emitting a dim light in the dark night, and Elan saw the traces of Emiya Kiritsugu's arrival and departure - the other party obviously had no way to break through the barrier he set up.
Webb left.
This night was too heavy for him, and the man who had grown up suddenly had no energy left to watch the scene of the winner making a wish.
There are three people who came to the Holy Grail.
Elam, Tsuna, Gilgamesh.
The atmosphere was unusually peaceful.
With the acquiescence of the other two, the black-haired boy stepped forward.
"Sorry, Tsuna. My wish will probably use up all my magic power."
In the current Holy Grail, the magic power of six Servants has been stored, and there is only one Archer short of the long-cherished wish of the Tohsaka family.But even if all the Servants are filled in, it might not be enough.
Gang Ji asked curiously, "Have you decided to make a wish?"
"what."
The god from the darkness showed a joyful smile, looked at the container full of magic power, and expressed his wish like a prayer.Yes, since it is called a universal wishing machine, it would be too wasteful to use it to achieve goals that can be achieved through one's own efforts.
So what Elan made was a wish that was equivalent to a "miracle" for the gods——
"Eternal death."
In the words that could be called relaxed and joyful, the colorless magical power surged and formed a wind, enveloping the boy.
The outside voice could not be conveyed, and Elan could only see Tsuna's face suddenly changed and Gilgamesh's gloomy expression after astonishment, and then felt the collapse of self-consciousness comfortably, almost impatiently...
[Elan! 】
Is it finally no longer called the host?
The corners of the boy's lips curled up proudly.
Just a short distance away, it seems like two worlds.
The flames of the big sky are burning fiercely, trying to break through the shackles of the Holy Grail and go to the boy's side, but it is doomed to be of no avail.
The King of Heroes stood aside with folded arms, watching the moth-like scene, and said, "This is his wish. Why do you need to lament? Why do you need to save?"
Gangji turned a deaf ear.
Sure enough, the previous Holy Grail was broken.
Such a Servant came with the rank of a Ruler, so he couldn't make a correct decision at all...or maybe there were some reasons why he couldn't think of it for the time being?
The wind formed by magic power died down.
"Iori?"
Tsunayoshi called out with a trembling voice.
Gilgamesh focused his gaze.
The Holy Grail has disappeared without a trace. As a wishing machine, it has been used, completed its mission, and then disappeared.
But where there should be nothing, there is still an outline.
It was a mature man with black hair and black eyes, and a very handsome face.
His expression was as gentle as water, and his pure black pupils were full of admiration and appreciation for everything he saw—naturally including the two people in front of him.
"first meet."
The man performed an unknown history, but inexplicably made people feel ancient and elegant etiquette, and said in a quiet voice, "My name is Elan."