The world is restarting

Ototota opened his eyes again, only to see the clear light of the knife coming towards his chest, the castration was extremely fast, and the knife fell very beautifully.

He couldn't dodge in time, and was about to take down the knife, the killing intent in the air suddenly dissipated, and the blade stopped in front of him accurately.

"Are you awake?" the young man in front of him asked suspiciously.

Omotota nodded, recognizing that it was Minamoto Raimitsu's sword.The young man's personality seems to be as straightforward as a knife, and he found that he didn't have any extra nonsense after waking up, and turned around as if ready to help Minamoto Raimiko.He lowered his head following the young man's movements, and found that Minamoto Raimitsu actually didn't seem to need help much, and the ncer was being pressed and beaten by him.

Ototota didn't show any surprise, instead he felt quite normal.

After all, Minamoto Raimitsu is outrageous. He could not beat him in his heyday. After becoming a Heroic Spirit, the fame bonus of both sides is not of the same order, let alone beat him.What more can you say to a guerrilla who can be summoned alone as a servant even with a sword?

Anyway, seeing the expression of Fujiwara Junyou below, he was going crazy with anger.

Then Junyou Fujiwara found that he had woken up too, and became even crazier.

"You guys!" The man in the black robe opened his hands suddenly, gritted his teeth, and looked as if he was going to be dizzy with anger, "I don't know what to do! Let you see my true strength, my highest masterpiece!"

The summoning array that has been continuously lit behind him radiated brightly, and the red beam of light pierced through the sky and the earth.

Everyone's breathing was stagnant, and they felt a large amount of magic power rushing toward the summoning array like a long whale sucking water.The atmosphere is churning, the clouds are surging, and the storm formed by the magic power erupts in an instant.

The shock brought by the storm rolled in layers, Ototota suddenly realized something, stood firm in the strong wind and looked up.I saw a tall figure like a savage giant stepping out from the center of the storm, slowly walking behind Fujiwara Junyou with a heavy sense of deterrence and oppression.

"... the gate."

Ototota let out a long breath, staring at the shadow with complicated eyes, "Meet you again. I see, as the person who created the legend of 'Heira Shomon', Fujiwara Juntomo has completely turned you into his Noble Phantasm ah."

Then he lowered his head and looked at another battlefield.The moment Hirashomon appeared, Minamoto Raimitsu stopped.But I don't know if he was intimidated by the momentum of Ping Jiangmen's appearance, but Ncer also stopped.

The young warrior stood there quietly, like a silent shadow.

"What's the situation? Why did he summon Hei Shomon? Isn't it only at the end of the Holy Grail War that there is only one servant left before he can be summoned?"

In the headset, Hattori Heiji seemed to be jumping in a hurry.The situation is great. Seeing that Ncer can't beat Minamoto Raimitsu, Archer has also been reawakened. Everyone happily killed Caster in three-on-one. The crushing situation turned into a tough battle against the boss.

Although it seems that the plot seems to be more exciting in this way, after all, the cue has tied the goal so many times before, and it is a bit unseemly not to let him play in the final decisive battle.But Hattori Heiji said that he is an ordinary person, what is exciting?Isn't he good at crushing games?

However, the will of the world does not depend on his thoughts, and Sawada Ya looked at the tall figure on the opposite side and calmly accepted the fact.

"It is indeed possible to call in advance, but the Ping Jiangmen in this state is not in the peak state."

However, the current Minamoto Raimitsu is not at his peak. Compared with him in the Heian-kyo period, he has been cut by more than one knife.

Little Lolita was worrying about how to fight this boss, and it seemed that it would not be good to take out the trump card now, when she suddenly heard a message from someone in her mind through the contract between the servant and the master.

"Ji Jun."

"Fujita?"

She listened to his words in a daze, then turned her head slightly to glance at the person not far away.

"Do you think this is okay?"

"Try it," the young man's cousin Fujita's voice came through the contract, as bright as ever, "I said it's time for me to help him this time."

Sawada Ya thought about the other person she met before, and nodded, "Okay."

The shock that Ping Jiangmen's appearance brought to everyone is self-evident. Everyone watched him walk out from behind the caster following the order, and raised his hands high.

The heavy iron fist fell to the ground like a pile driver, and the ground shook, as if it had triggered a small earthquake. With his fists as the center, cracks like spider webs spread.

Sawada Ya was still quickly picked up by Oda Sakunosuke, and hid in a nearby one-story house in a blink of an eye.

Little Loli snapped her fingers, opened the barrier, blurred her position with Yin-Yang, and huddled by the window with Oda Saku to look out.I saw that Minamoto Raimitsu and Onikiri had already gone forward without hesitation, blocking Hirasho's gate, while Archer rushed forward to face Ncer.

Perhaps in order not to affect each other, the two groups of people naturally distanced themselves from each other.Minamoto Raimitsu, Onikiri, and Hera Masamune were still fighting in the open space, and Ncer and Archer gradually disappeared.

It wasn't the first time that Omotota had fought against Ping Zhensheng. When they were still in Heian-kyo, they had fought many times when they were on the way to fight against Ping Shomon together, and even earlier, when they were in Mr. Fujiwara Chupei's mansion.

At that time, Ping Zhensheng was still a high-spirited, straightforward and clear boy like sunlight.

He swiftly dodged the oncoming gun point, leaped forward, and dexterously jumped onto the tower on the right.Holding the bow in the left hand and drawing the arrow in the right, in the condescending field of vision, dragging the figure of a woman walking slowly through the smoke and dust on the ground.

He was wearing a heavy armor, with a pitch-black helmet covering half of his face, and his lips were pale and cold, like a mechanical puppet that only moved according to the input commands.However, the vaguely exposed outline under the half-covered face is very familiar to people. This is indeed Ping Zhensheng, the Ping Zhensheng who went to the East with him to fight against Ping Jiangmen when he was a teenager.

The shadow of the young samurai who was sparring with him in the bamboo forest gradually overlapped with the figure in front of him. Ototota seemed to hear the gentle chant of the breeze blowing through the bamboo forest again. The fragrance of bamboo.

[Jiangmen did not rebel, I cannot distort the facts and say something against my heart.But the revenge of killing my father is still there. If one day I face the sword with Jiangmen, it will also be out of my own heart. Please forgive me for this matter...]

"Original heart..." The young man holding the bow and arrow murmured softly, while slowly pulling out a slender arrow from the arrow basket behind his back.

Under the blood-red moonlight, a bright brilliance swirled up the seemingly ordinary arrow. It was the long arrow that Sawada Ya used to wake him up with the divine power of Hachiman at the beginning.

"Zhensheng, your original mind has been lost for too long, let me help you one last time... Namo Hachiman Bodhisattva, please bestow blessings on this arrow!"

The arrow he put on the bow suddenly shone brightly, and the phantom of the Bodhisattva gradually emerged behind him under the moonlight.

At the same time, Ping Zhensheng seemed to have noticed something, clenched his fists and bent down, speeding up, rushing towards him like a cheetah pounced on its prey.

"——[Hachiman's Prayer·Dayao Shot]!"

The bright white light pierced through the air, submerging Ping Zhensheng's figure like a galloping waterfall, and a pure divine light flashed past, piercing through the black mist lingering around the follower and the tight armor, and sinking into his eyebrows.

Almost at the same time, Omototota's chest was pierced by a pitch-black spear point.

The young man shook his body violently, coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood, raised his hand in the posture of being pressed against the gun, and put it on the shoulder of the person in front of him.

"It's still a pity," he looked into the man's eyes, and said with a bold smile, "It's rare that you and I were summoned this time, but we couldn't sit down and have a drink together... Cough cough, In the future, I don’t know if there is another chance…”

Golden light spots emerged from his body, surrounding the youth like swirling stardust.As if to encourage something, he lightly patted the shoulder of the person in front of him, and said with a smile in the starlight, "Zhensheng, this time I'm going first."

In the distant sky, a crimson star streaked across the night, dragging a long tail of light and falling into the sea of ​​stars.

There are four Big Dippers left.

In the open space in front of the fortress, the battle between Minamoto Raimitsu, Onikiri and Heping Shomon fell into a stalemate.

There is no doubt that Minamoto Yorimitsu is very strong, and Onikiri, who is the strongest saber in the world, is not much weaker than Minamoto Yorimitsu, and the combination of these two big men has not yet been able to win Taishomon. It can be said that although one's own side is the protagonist, the other side is not to be outdone, and loaded the template of the BOSS.

"Is Ping Jiangmen so strong?"

Hattori Heiji, who was rushed to the stronghold by the Supernatural Secret Service Division, and the others watched the fight between the gods, each with a more suffocated expression.

Although it was expected in advance that Pingjiang Goal, who was summoned after such a big battle, would be very strong, but no one expected that he would be so strong that he could overwhelm Minamoto Raimitsu...

That's Minamoto Raiko!

Minamoto Raimitsu who can block Avenger Noble Phantasm!

Ping Jiangmen, where is this a BOSS template?Did he use the GM template to open it up for himself? !

After hearing this incoherent complaint, Ze Tianya watched the battle outside with a calm expression on his face, "It's understandable."

Hattori Heiji: "How can I understand? I can't understand it very much!"

The members of the Ability and Secret Service Division next to him nodded desperately.

"Because Laiguang was cut." Little Loli felt a little helpless when she said this.

The Heian-kyo period was an era when gods were still walking in the world.As strong as the Great Onmyoji Abe Seimei, when you go out to play, you may even meet the Goddess Qi Ze asking him for help.And the strongest group of monsters, like Shuten-douji Ibaraki-douji, can even wrestle with the gods when they get excited.So you can imagine how strong Minamoto Raimitsu, who was playing with Shuten Ibaraki as a human being, was in Heian-kyo.

Although the heroic spirits in the Holy Grail War system are also very strong, in terms of personality, the heroic spirits are still slightly lower than the gods.And when a heroic spirit comes into the world as a servant, he will be bound by the spirit foundation, and his strength will be reduced by another level.

So Minamoto Raimiko was summoned by her from Heian-kyo to modern times. His strength was not only cut, but the opposite Heian-kyo was stronger than in Heian-kyo.

Hattori Heiji didn't understand and asked, "Why?"

"Because Jiangmen's current state of existence is very special, not only can he be regarded as the caster's treasure, but he has actually been resurrected and returned with his real body."

So on the one hand, he can be strengthened and corrected by the legend of "Ping Jiangmen, one of the four great wraiths" for thousands of years, and on the other hand, he is not restricted by the spirit foundation.Because Hirashomon is inherently immortal, unlike Minamoto Yorimitsu and Fujiwara Juntomo who have long been left behind in the long river of history, he has gone through thousands of years of scouring and "lived" to modern times.