Infinite universe from Marvel

Chapter 274 The Day of Winter (2)

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"It's really unlucky, kid, since you saw it, I have no choice but to ask you to die." The blue-haired man's helpless voice sounded, and at the same time, he pulled the spear out of his body fiercely.

Make a crisp echo.

Shirou clutched his chest, and fell powerlessly on the corridor where people used to come and go. Blood flowed out silently, staining the surrounding floor red. He fell in a pool of blood, like an eagle shot by a feathered arrow.

"Dead people can't speak." Lancer said flatly, "You just curse your powerless and unlucky life and die."

He picked up the spear and walked back, leaving only an illusory figure behind.

"It's absurd that such a man should be called a hero after doing a nasty job. I get it, and I have nothing to complain about."

As if talking to someone else, Lancer's tone was a little rough and impolite.

Shirou raised his eyelids vigorously, only his aloof back was in his eyes.

There is a warm smell of blood in the nostrils... Are you going to die?

Lancer's figure disappeared at the end of the corridor, his plain words still echoed in the air: "What an annoying Master."

At this time, Ye Zhiliu, who was standing at the school gate, had already seen the death upstairs.

He has no intention of making a move. It is best to let things happen in the parallel universe.

"Finally there is a good show to watch. Dumb Mao Wang, hurry up and come out."

After finishing speaking, he left the campus and walked towards Emiya residence.

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"If the heart is pierced, there is nothing you can do." In the dimness, it seemed that someone was speaking, with a hint of sadness in his voice.

That ethereal voice is still coming: "Please forgive me, why is it you, today, at this time...

"No, there is a remedy." The soft female voice became firm as if she had made up her mind.

In the silent snowy night, a red light suddenly appeared in the pitch-black teaching building.

I don't know how long it has passed, the flow of time seems to be irrelevant.

When he woke up from the coma again, there was no one around the corridor, and even the ground was clean, without any trace of blood.

Shirou struggled to get up, his chest still felt a burst of tearing pain, the traces of blood from before were still vivid, and the traces of his broken clothes still hung on his chest.He tried his best to recall what happened before, but he couldn't imagine how he came back from the brink of death. It was an inexplicable miracle.

"what happened?"

He gasped heavily, stood up, and finally saw the ruby ​​necklace appearing on the ground.That crimson color is so bright and moving.

Without thinking too much, Shirou grabbed the necklace vigorously and held it tightly in his hand.

……

There was no one in Wei Gong's house, Sister Fuji had some business to go away today, and Sakura had already bid farewell in the middle of the night, when she returned home, fortunately, she was not hindered or questioned worriedly, and then fell asleep with her head up.

But nothing compares to the eyes, and the picture of that time always emerges.

Two people fighting on the playground, intense metal roar and...

Ruthless words.

Hard face.

"What the hell are the blue-haired man and the red-clothed man? Those two are too abnormal." Shirou muttered to himself.

Yes, it is very abnormal.

If it is not a film, it is a myth, or an incomprehensible miracle.

Shirou, who was lying on the straw mat without even taking off his school uniform shirt, muttered.

"It was true that he was almost killed... No, it wasn't that he was almost killed, but he was really killed."

He murmured to himself, how could he not understand what happened tonight.

"But I was still alive, and I was saved by someone who arrived later... Who is that? At least I hope I can thank her."

He sighed.

When I couldn't sleep at night, the bell hanging on the beam suddenly swayed gently.

It makes a crisp sound, which is quite pleasant, but what it conveys is a dangerous signal.

He raised his head subconsciously, only to see Lancer falling down with a red spear in his hand!
He immediately dodged to the side, distanced himself from him in some embarrassment.

Lancer lifted his spirit body, and only then could he see the blue tight armor he was wearing, and those dark red eyes.He doesn't seem to have much interest in killing Shirou, but treats it with an entertainment mentality.He looked at Shirou, and said in a slightly regretful voice, "Oh, it must be painful to see yourself being killed, right? I was thinking of you. I have to kill a person twice in one day. In the world , is it always this cruel and bloody?" He smiled again after speaking.

"Synchro, start."

"—Trace on."

Shirou no longer hesitated, grabbed the paper tube on the table as a weapon, and the bluish-white light of the magic circuit immediately covered the surface of the paper tube.

He erected the paper tube and placed it in front of his head. In the dark, it was the only light source and the only weapon for self-defense.

"Don't hesitate this time, brat." Lancer smiled softly.

"Constitute material, reinforce."

Shirou was still sweating in the great winter, and the light on the surface of the paper tube became stronger again.

However, Zhu Qiang's tentative attack still easily pierced through the defense of the paper tube, pierced Shirou's school uniform shirt, and brought up a bloody flower.

Lancer smiled thoughtfully: "Hehe, what a strange style. Although it is weak, you can feel the traces of magic power. The heart is pierced but you are still alive. Is this the case?"

Shirou backed away slowly.

Lancer smiled, "We can have a little fun now, can't we?"

Shirou ignored what he said, and when he was speaking slowly, he turned around and broke the window glass, causing heavy snow to flow into the house instantly.

Still in a panic, he ran towards the direction of the warehouse.

His footprints were left on the snow, and what greeted him was a hard kick.

"Ah...!!" Shirou could feel a burning pain in his abdomen, and his kick was merciless, causing obvious waves of air, which made Shirou's whole body fly out and fell hard on the warehouse floor. On the steps in front of the door, his body was covered with messy snowflakes.

"Obviously let you die happily, but you still do these unnecessary resistance."

Lancer said lightly.

There is no need to use all your strength to deal with this kind of opponent, it would be an insult to yourself.

Shirou glanced at him unwillingly, and quickly entered the warehouse door.

"Tch, hurry up if you're a man." He snorted.

Lancer flipped the tip of the gun and walked towards the warehouse without haste.

The spear turned into a red light and pierced through the door of the warehouse. Shirou subconsciously lifted a wooden board to block it, and the light of the magic circuit illuminated the inner space.

The strong fluctuation of magic power erupted in an instant, and then disappeared in an instant. The wooden board was stabbed in pieces by the red spear, and Shirou was also directly knocked away by the huge force, and fell into the warehouse full of sundries.

The head was hit so hard, blood flowed, and the blood fell to the ground drop by drop, and then was attracted by something, and finally gave off a faint luster.

In the warehouse in the middle of the night, the "Servant" Lancer, who was dressed in blue tight armor and had the name of a hero, didn't notice the details in the pile of debris. All of this was just relaxation and warming up for him.

Compared to the fight with Archer, dealing with a brat is obviously no easier.

If even this cannot be resolved, he will not be able to be named Lancer of the Three Knights.

"General. That move just now really surprised me, brat."

Lancer leisurely picked up the red spear, looked down at Emiya Shirou, and said leisurely with a little regret, "However, I don't understand you, you are obviously clever but you don't know anything about magic. Your aptitude is not bad. Are you the seventh person?"

He smiled, the silver earrings reflected the faint light outside the warehouse, he denied his answer, and said in a relaxed voice: "Even if this is the case, it is over. You are not the first to die, and there will be someone to accompany you." With you as a companion, no one can save you this time."

The crimson spear flipped rapidly in his hand, turning into a red spiral, with a red storm, the powerful fluctuation of magic power could almost crush a person, leaving Shirou with only fear and disbelief in his heart.

Then the tip of the gun pointed forward, and the gun body covered with runes and arabesques was about to fall.

However, Shirou calmed down in this life-or-death situation.

Whether it is running for life or resisting, if you have tried to save yourself, if it still doesn't work, then it is fate.There is nothing wrong with accepting your own mortality.

It's just that different ways of dying have different meanings, and he doesn't want to die meaninglessly.

Hasn't made enough contributions, hasn't become a partner of justice... hasn't fulfilled Kiritsugu's dream, hasn't been able to control his own life yet.

It's so powerless, so powerless that it hurts, and it's so powerless that it makes people despair.

But what about despair?So what?It is a matter of course that a person will die if he is killed. After countless people's practice, he has concluded that since he is facing the desperate situation of death, there is no need to be afraid.

He said the words of rebuttal on his own, as if he was no longer afraid at this moment.

"Are you kidding...

"I was saved, and since I am saved, I cannot die easily...

"I must live and fulfill my obligations. If I die, everything is over."

He clenched his fists tightly, and the faint red light converged on the back of his hands, faintly turning into dark red sword-shaped lines.He raised his head suddenly, and shouted with all his strength: "It's meaningless to die in this kind of place, by a guy like you who kills without batting an eye——!"

The summoning array in the pile of debris suddenly burst into light blue light, the aura contained in this light is so strong, so clear and shocking, as if seeing the phantom of the holy sword and the trace of the scabbard in a trance, it is a shocking sight. A holy thing beyond human imagination.

Like fate, it is connected to itself, and there is nothing that can hurt it.

……

Lancer subconsciously blocked the spear, and the terrifying magic power surged like a tidal wave.

The strong wind was blowing up at this moment, blowing away the scattered snowflakes in all directions!

His somewhat shocked voice suddenly sounded: "It turned out to be a No.7 follower?!"

"Dang——!!!" Hidden in the gust of wind, the invisible sharp edge collided with the scarlet red spear, making a long metal collision sound like a bell, and at the same time blocked the fatal blow to Shirou.

The knight with long blond hair coiled up, leaving Shirou with only a beautiful back view.

She turned her head, her blond hair coiled up like a court princess was so bright in the snowy night, and the silver armor reflecting the moonlight made a crisp sound, it was actually a knight in armor.

Green, emerald-like pupils looked at Shirou who was covered in scars. The two stared for a long time. At that moment, the air seemed to be still.

At this moment, we realized that King Arthur is just a young girl with a delicate face, long golden hair, clear eyes, full of yearning for the ideal land, but regardless of the original immature shoulders being worn down by the heavy mission and responsibility Debut bloodstains.

Shirou quietly swallowed a mouthful of saliva. He was absolutely sure that he had never seen such a beautiful woman in his life. She brought people not only a visual shock, but also a spiritual shock——

"May I ask, are you my master?" Her clear voice sounded, with the softness unique to women, but also with the majesty of a warrior, making people know the combination of hardness and softness, and making people understand what domineering is.

"My...Master?" Shirou subconsciously repeated what she said.

The blond-haired and blue-eyed knight's voice was still as cold as winter laurel, but with firmness: "The follower, Saber, has come following the call——

"Master, please instruct."

Shirou covered his hands, the crimson blood drained away, and dark red Command Seal traces appeared on the back of his hand.This trace has already confirmed Emiya Shirou's identity, so there is no need to say anything, the servant who called himself Saber nodded, and the palpitating sword revealed its edge in the invisible wind.

She nodded firmly and said to herself, "From now on, my sword will be with you, and my destiny will be with you. At this point, the contract is completed!"

After all, Saber rushed out of the warehouse, her speed was as fast as a gust of wind, and she fought with Lancer, the ferocious offensive like a storm echoed continuously in the compound of Wei Gongzhai, and the terrifying magic power dispersed mightily, Lancer had to deal with it calmly.

"Contract? What do you mean?" Shirou had too many doubts, so he hurriedly chased him out.

Saber didn't have time to pay attention to him. Lancer roared and brandished his long spear, and his fierce marksmanship pressed forward with every step, but Saber resolved it with the weapon in his hand and agile footwork. Blizzards flying all over the sky like cherry blossoms.

The weapon in his hand hit Lancer's spear fiercely, sending out a shocking echo!

Sparks fly!

Lancer stepped back abruptly, his legs flew, and the spear thrust out with extreme vigor!
Saber dodges deftly, and the weapon invisible in the air collides with it!
In just a few seconds, the entire compound was in a mess, with traces of various battles and deep pits constantly appearing on the snow.They had fought for dozens of rounds in a few seconds, and the fierce roar between the metals continued, mixed with the girl's shouts echoing in all directions, deafening, one after another.

"Scumbag, what's the point of hiding your weapons?!" Lancer and Saber quickly separated, the former's eyes were full of fear, his spear was low, and he was ready to defend.

His voice was quite unpleasant, it was a weapon hidden in the invisible, and he could only vaguely see the flow of air.Once caught in a fierce fight, it is difficult to capture the trajectory of his movement.

So you need to be extremely careful, and you will inevitably have your hands tied when fighting.

For Lancer who is open and close, it is really not a good combat experience-he would rather go head-to-head with a brutal enemy than such a soft, insidious enemy.

Saber is also in a defensive posture. Her dress is covered with silver-white overlapping armor, which is very defensive, and her chest and hands also have armor defenses. Once she enters the violent fighting form just now, she will emit a sound like a silver bell like a soft sound.

She asked seriously: "What's the matter? Lancer, you are ashamed of being a spearman if you don't move forward. If you don't attack, I will attack."

"Before that, I have something to ask you, your treasure—is it a sword?"

Lancer asked in a low voice, very unhappy, with an angry and ferocious expression like a lion.

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