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Chapter 137 Heroic Spirit Palace (3)

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"Is this your weapon?" His eyes turned to the silver-gray sword in his hand.

For convenience, he shrunk the Sword of Creation to just over one meter.

"It's too small." Without waiting for Ye Zhiliu's explanation, Ying Ling Wei Gong made the attributive sentence on his own, and then sighed helplessly for some reason.

But he quickly cheered up, and the magic power gathered a big black bow with an unattractive appearance.

Ye Zhiliu's pupils shrank.

From his eyesight, it can be seen that this bow is decorated with dull black and adopts a simple and simple curved design, without any frills.

The inevitable future excellent material - carbon fiber must be very powerful and so on.

Unlike other Archer bows, its shape is closer to Western bows than Japanese bows.Therefore, Yingling Emiya's shooting method is not the Japanese style of placing the arrow on the palm of the left hand, but the European style of placing the arrow on the back of the left hand.This is not a type of Noble Phantasm, but something Heishi Emiya has loved to use since his youth, when he was still called "Shirou". As a result of the times and adjustments, it is the only "original" weapon for Emiya.

"Do you know how to bend a bow and set an arrow? Kid?" Heroic Wei Gong said flatly.

Afraid that Teacher Wei Gong would say no, Ye Zhiliu nodded his head, "Yes."

He has acquired the ability of Hawkeye, although he doesn't know how he obtained it - but it is true that his eyesight has been strengthened, his stamina has been enhanced, and he has acquired all the bow and arrow skills - he has never had the opportunity to use the ability of Hawkeye before, but now it may be a big show What about a good chance of skill?
Ying Ling Wei Gong frowned, "This sword, turn it into a bow."

Ye Zhiliu immediately followed suit, Ying Ling Wei Gong is a real expert in this area.

Soon, the lines on the surface of the Sword of Creation began to change, and finally converged into a long bow that was about the same level as the big black bow.

The frowning Heroic Spirit Emiya taught him to pull the silver-gray bow formed by the Pillars of Creation, and the magic power gathered into an unattractive-looking arrow, which was placed on the bowstring.

"Very good, you have the experience of bending a bow and setting an arrow, but it's too routine, it's at the level of an ordinary person, your ability is enough for you to shoot a weapon of the Noble Phantasm level, just like this—I am, twisted mad bone !"

He stared straight ahead, spit out a clear incantation, and then the projected "pseudo-treasure" appeared - it was a silver shaped arrow with a whole body, and its treasure was called "Bloodhound", which was the heroic guard. Gong used the Noble Phantasm of Chasing the Tail Sword in actual combat in the past. He transformed it into an arrow, but it still has the shape of a sword.

Its characteristic is: as long as the shooter survives, even if he is shot down by the enemy, he will continue to attack the target.It is a perfect directional treasure.

Facing such an attack, Ye Zhiliu's crisis can be imagined.

……

At the same moment, another world, time passes silently.

The iron door rumbled, and it was slowly pulled open, making a dull "bang-dang" sound.

Min Hengyuan rubbed his forehead, frowned and looked at Ye Zhili opposite the iron table.

The two men who used to hold swords looked at each other silently, like two ferocious wolves meeting.

Outside the window, the specially trained agents of the Security Department put their hands on their waists, and their expressions could not be seen behind the large sunglasses covering half of their faces.

Two soldiers greeted the agents to leave. They were going to change their guards, and they were on duty every twelve hours, and now it was time for that time.

The red light of the camera is silently turned off, and no one will know about this conversation.

"You're here..." Ye Zhili smiled wryly, the room was dimly lit.

"Who told you to come?" Seeing that Min Hengyuan didn't answer, Ye Zhili asked again.

"General Hu." Min Hengyuan said, he was sitting on the other side of the iron chair, expressionless.

"Is someone watching?" Ye Zhili glanced at the whiteness of the room! .

"That's right, but now the person has been replaced, I only have 3 minutes." Min Hengyuan nodded, "The secretary asked me to tell you, don't give the sword to the people in the Security Office, the real traitor may be in the Security Office, look for it whereabouts. Do you trust me?"

"Believe it." Ye Zhili murmured weakly, "Who else can I trust?"

"Well, is the sword by your side?" Min Hengyuan finally felt relieved and asked.

This was his intuition. When he saw Ye Zhili for the first time, he felt that this man had become different. He didn't bother to look directly into his eyes. Those dark eyes were as sharp as a sword's edge.

Ye Zhili moved back slightly, smiled wryly, and finally sighed, "You know?"

"It can be seen." Min Hengyuan said, "After all, I have also held that sword before."

"That's right, I absorbed that sword, and I can no longer take it out. Those people regard it as a weapon and their property. If I do this, I will embezzle their property, and I will be sentenced to a felony." Ye Zhili smiled helplessly, leaned back, and collapsed on the iron chair, "Also, this sword has a corresponding throne. It has been sent to Shang Hai, and it may be taken over by the military."

"The black throne?" Min Hengyuan participated in that mission with him, so he really had a glimpse of the throne in the vortex.

"That's right, it's about the size of a normal chair, and it's the only container that can safely hold a sword. It also has terrifying power. Those who attack the sword may also attack the throne."

The air was silent for a while.

This is just his conjecture, but this conjecture makes people shudder.

"In Xing'an District—"

"Who are those people who appeared?" Ye Zhili answered for him, with a bitter voice.

Min Hengyuan nodded.

"It was a helicopter that attacked me. It wanted to kill everyone in a light rail line. I was also attacked by it. Two Hellfire missiles were fired, one hit the chest head-on, and the other hit the support pillar."

"Hellfire?" Min Hengyuan grasped the key point. This kind of missile is designed to attack main battle tanks, but they didn't die when they hit the human body?
More importantly, the United States holds the exclusive right to use this weapon.

So where did these enemies get these tightly controlled weapons?

—In this case, there is only one explanation he can think of.

He opened his mouth wide.

Ye Zhili wasn't too surprised, he just raised his eyebrows and pouted noncommittally.

Min Hengyuan saw what he was thinking and didn't answer, but nodded.

"I saw shrapnel and wreckage. It must be a helicopter from the United States. It may be a modification of the 'Comanche'. It is extremely maneuverable, and there are invisible paints on the wings and fuselage. It is completely silent and can be concealed. The radar missile defense circle of the capital set up by the military in the imperial capital." Ye Zhili said quickly, he had been counting silently, and 3 minutes was running out, and he had to explain clearly what he could explain, "But they didn't have too much damage in that attack. These capabilities are useless if they are over-disguised, but they are also very dangerous."

Min Hengyuan nodded silently.What else can he do now besides nodding his head?

The enemy is in the dark, they are in the light, like a group of prey surrounded.

"Also, I talked to the robber who used the train to snatch the sword. He seemed to know the inside story and the sword. What he said was more like a warning to me. The black sword has the domain of war, stepping into the domain The more people there are, the greater the possibility of cannibalism, if possible, can you help me track down that person? Among the people on trial, you may be the only one who can move freely."

Min Hengyuan nodded solemnly, and the two of them clenched their fists, which was a man's promise.

Ye Zhili watched his back gradually disappear, and finally couldn't hold back, his head swelled, and countless memories surged up with a sour taste.

He fell heavily to the ground, vomiting all the prison food he had eaten before.

The surging smell of blood made Ye Zhili faint.

……

In a daze, he seemed to hear such a voice—like a group of elves whispering.

"It's really embarrassing for this guy. There will always be a day when you see too much blood."

"Actually, I think his temper is getting worse and worse. Now he has to go to jail to cultivate himself. Only after taking control of the throne, can he use the power of suppression to dissipate the anger in his heart." It was a clear and bright voice. Male voice, the voice is very listenable.

"Maybe, now I just hope that the other twin will grow faster. After all, it was their destiny to fight against that existence from the very beginning." The girl's faint sigh came from the darkness.

Destiny has always been elusive, hope and despair coexist, but the future fate is firmly controlled by two people. Now that I think about it, it is really unbelievable—the most important thing is——

Those two people don't know about it at the moment, and one of them is even a child at heart.

The girl patted his shoulder, as if she wanted to give him a massage, "As a member of the nanny group, I really have a headache."

"Then what can we do? We can only wait. After finally finding them, how could we just give up on them?" A voice said firmly.

"That's what he said."

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The gathering of magic power formed an invisible huge vortex in the air.

Accompanied by the chants of Heroic Guard Palace, the slender bloodhound immediately bent into a spiral shape and shot out!It exudes a strong smell of blood, filling the world, making people feel an extremely strong threat.That is not an "arrow", but a so-called "sword"—

A sword fired from a bow!
"The most powerful kind of projection magic is 'Fantasy Collapse'. By launching it to its limit, and then destroying it from the limit, the power will be several times greater than the normal treasure. The price is that the treasure you project is completely Damage—Normal Noble Phantasms can also reach the peak of detonating magic power through 'self-destruction', but Noble Phantasms are symbols of heroic spirits, so no heroic spirit will take the initiative to destroy their own Noble Phantasms—" Accompanied by the quick explanation of the heroic spirit Emiya, The bloodhound brought a crimson streamer, and after about 20 seconds of flight, it hit the sea under the white cliff.

Birth of an explosion—Different from ordinary explosions—the explosion of magic power stirs up blue magic flames!The sword exploded and exploded, a huge mushroom cloud pushed out the sea, and charged into the sky with a blazing light. A few seconds later, the storm and sound waves shook the collars of Wei Gong and Ye Zhiliu, flying sand and stones around, and even attracted The eyes of the girls of Heroic Spirit—"Are you testing the Noble Phantasm again?" "It seems to be." "Is their movement too loud?"

"Boom—" The eardrum-numbing bang spread throughout the entire planet.

When Ye Zhiliu was finally able to see things, a huge pit of unknown size had appeared in the vast misty sea, and the sea water was pouring in continuously, forming magnificent waterfalls. The magical flame and the sea water are equal to each other.

"You can also try it, imagine your treasure, imagine your target, imagine your limit. Construct the material, explain the structure, then create it, project it, lock the enemy, finally launch it, and let it hit the target." The voice of Heroic Guard Palace was sonorous and powerful.

"This is not an ordinary injection, but to turn an inanimate creature into a living existence - when its magic power is maximized, it will respond to your endowment with the most enthusiastic bloom." Emiya added, Colleagues taught him to press his hands on the bowstring hand in hand-Hawkeye Clint's shooting method is biased towards the West, and Emiya's method is somewhat similar to the combination of Western and Japanese styles.

Ye Zhiliu closed her eyes and felt the greasy magic power in the air with her heart. They jumped and danced like elves, forming an irregular spiral in the air, which was really a contradictory spiral. Time is the time of disillusionment and death—he suddenly opened his eyes, staring at the huge pit in the distance that was almost flooded, breathing evenly—the wind passed by his ears, and the young man's hair was lifted, He has sword eyebrows and star eyes, and he has a heroic spirit.

Maybe he's not good-looking, but his aura surpasses anyone else at this moment. Unlike the childishness and ignorance that just came to the dimensional universe, he has become mature and more masculine—— This growth shift is critical.

He slowly pulled the bowstring into a full moon, and all the magic power gathered on the bow.

The Uru metal that makes up the Pillar of Creation is absorbing magic power crazily, and the stored storm energy is also continuously increasing. Suddenly, the sky and the earth become dark, and dark clouds roll over the sea, and there is a tendency of black clouds to overwhelm the city. And the wind-blown sea is stirring again—

After all, it is a weapon made with Thor's Hammer, so it is very simple to attract the storm——

A bolt of lightning hit the sea directly, and the strong wind became more and more violent. The entire White Cliff was enveloped by the strong wind, and the corner of the mouth of the heroic guard palace rose——

"With your heart, gather your weapon and give it the power of life."

"Ok!"

　... I hope you will support me a lot!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)