Full-time Heroic Spirit starting from Douluo

【Who are you? 】

Can this mirror talk?Is it still the weapon spirit bred by itself... Shichen was sitting on the seat of the heroic spirit, overlooking the mirror below, slightly stunned.

Staring at the mirror carefully, Shi Chen realized that this mirror looked familiar. He had seen it before.

In Shi-chan's Kingdom of Shadows, I remember that at that time, he was stabbed by himself in the mirror.

Adhering to the principle of caution, Shichen did not immediately reply to the question of the "person" in the mirror, and he didn't know how to reply.

Typing chat or voice input?

Shi Chen stared at the mirror, lost in thought.

He couldn't help but think about several questions in his mind:

"[-]: Why does the Royal Court of Uruk appear in this mirror belonging to the Kingdom of Shadows? Is it simply because of the function of the Seat of Heroes?"

"Two: What is the function of this mirror? In other words, what is the significance of it appearing in front of him at this moment?"

"Three: Also, now that it has appeared here, where are the other six mirrors, still in the Kingdom of Shadows?"

"Four: Should I respond to this answer?"

Just when I was rubbing my chin and thinking about the possibility of the problem,

"Kang Keng Keng..."

Suddenly,

Below the Seat of Heroes, opposite the mirror, on the ground to the right of the bronze stone table, a clear mechanized sound suddenly sounded, like the sound of air pressure turning when a metal gate is opened.

Then,

Shi Chen was shocked to find that the floor texture on the right side of the stone table suddenly had a ring the size of a sandbag, and then it was dyed with a dazzling golden light.

next moment,

He felt something in his heart, and noticed that the space inside the ring was suddenly distorted like a mirage, and a high-backed stone seat of equal size grew out of its center, and the center of its high back was also a clear and translucent mirror.

Just like the first mirror, the smooth mirror clearly reflected Shi Chen's face.

"This way of appearing..."

Staring at the second mirror that suddenly appeared, Shi Chen was slightly dumbfounded and couldn't figure out the situation.

But one thing is clear:

He could feel a subtle fluctuation of mental power from the first mirror, the mirror where a line of small words appeared;

The second mirror cannot, it is like a dead object.

"Why are there only two? What about the other five mirrors? Could this be related to my soul power realm..."

Shichen left the Seat of Heroes and began to walk towards the high-backed stone seats on both sides.

He came to the back of the first high-backed stone seat, only to find that the back of the stone table was a larger mirror.

The figure that appeared in the mirror had the same face as Shi Chen, holding a bloody spear tightly with both hands, and his eyes were full of solemn killing intent!

He turned around and came to the back of another high-backed stone seat nearby.

But they saw that the back of the high-backed stone seat was originally a hard wall, but it was also slowly surging at this moment, gradually forming a mirror like a lake.

What was reflected in it was still his face.

but,

The expression on that face was extremely calm and indifferent.

No, it's not the face, it's the eyes.

Because he was wearing a skull mask that could cover his entire face, the remaining eyes seemed to be ignited with blue flames.

Wearing the black robe belonging to an assassin, he was holding a huge sword that looked broad and thick in both hands. He held the hilt of the sword in his right hand and covered it with his left hand.

"This is...Wang Hassan's Azrail?"

Death to the angel! ! !

Shi Chen's eyes flashed with joy, and his eyes were fixed on the giant sword in the mirror that seemed to be forged from stone.

"Projection, start."

For a while... he felt a few crows flying overhead.

No response.

Time pushed "Eagle Eyes" to the extreme, and chanted "Projection, start" again, but there was still no response.

The giant sword in the mirror is like a copied painting.

He could only recognize the general appearance of the giant sword named [Angel of Death], but he could not detect the internal structure of the giant sword in the mirror, and could not project it.

"Let's cultivate our soul power to level [-] honestly."

Shi Chen muttered angrily to himself, reluctantly giving up the idea of ​​projecting [Death High Angel] now.

At this moment

"Keng, Keng, Keng, Keng, Keng, Keng..."

Beside the bronze stone table, two high-backed stone seats extended outwards. On the ground every two meters, there were once again several golden ripples like a lake...

In addition to the previous two sides, a six-sided high-backed stone base appeared again.

"The Kingdom of Shadows really saw those six sides..."

Shi Chen walked around the bronze stone table and scanned the backs of the six stone seats one by one. He was shocked to find that they were all like a huge floor-to-ceiling mirror, reflecting his own appearance.

Each face presents a different state:

Chilling, serious, pious, crazy, violent, friendly, domineering...

Moreover, the objects he held in the other six mirrors were covered by a strange black mist, making it unrealistic.

Especially one side,

It was as if the mirror had not yet been polished, and there were still rough edges and burrs on it. Even his face could not be clearly reflected, let alone the weapon in his hand.

"What do these mirrors represent?"

Shichen sat back on the seat of the heroic spirit, crossed his legs, and put his arms on the armrests of the stone table, just like the posture of the heroic spirit Emiya sitting on the sofa, carefully recalling the previous memories in the Kingdom of Shadows.

Suddenly,

As if a bolt of lightning struck, an idea suddenly appeared in his mind:

"The appearance of these mirrors seems to improve the quality of my projections."

It’s not surprising that Shi Chen thinks so.

Since Emiya Shirou's origin is a [sword], it would be very thankless for him to project a non-sword-type Noble Phantasm.

He was aware of this problem as early as the day after Wuhun awakened.

At first, he used Cu Chulainn's demonstration to successfully project a Noble Phantasm such as the Spear of Death Thorns, but the quality and effect were greatly compromised.

This was greatly improved and supplemented after he obtained his first soul ring and was stabbed by himself in the "gun" mirror that night.

It's just that his attention was attracted by the condensation of magic circuits and the purification and compression of soul power, so he didn't notice.

the most important is,

That night, in order to save Grant's family, in desperation, he directly projected a pseudo-spiral sword that he had never seen before.

"In other words, these mirrors are also the help provided by the Seat of Heroes to me,"

Shi Chen's fingers gently clasped the armrest and concluded:

"First, the heroic spirits of each class were summoned from the statues representing each class, allowing me to use my projection ability to analyze their Noble Phantasms."

"Then, the other self in the mirror will establish a connection with myself through a special situation. This will not only open up the magic circuit rooted in my body, but also improve the quality and efficiency of the Noble Phantasm I project."

"……etc,"

Shi Chen's face changed slightly, his tone was trembling, and he was a little worried:

"Then if I want to be able to project Assassin's Noble Phantasm better, wouldn't I have to be slashed by the [Angel of Death]?"

At this moment,

An inexplicable feeling of palpitations hit his heart, which made Shi Chen frown slightly. He turned to look at the mirror, and a line of small words still appeared on the clear mirror:

【Who are you? 】