The sound of flesh tearing filled the night sky. A trace of blood also spilled onto the ground at this moment. "Not bad! Looks like we can play for a little longer!" He stretched out his snake-like forked tongue to lick the blood on the edge of his lips, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth like a child seeing a new toy. Shirou Emiya was breathing heavily. At the moment the opponent attacked, the brick first touched the opponent's claws, leaving Shirou Emiya with only time to react and he dodged to the side with great difficulty. Feeling the sharp claws rubbing against his cheek, Shirou Emiya's pupils suddenly shrank, and the wall behind him was smashed directly by the opponent, leaving a big hole. He could imagine that if his head was hit by such a punch, it would burst like a watermelon hit by a hammer, and contribute to the river of blood here. run! This was the judgment that Emiya Shirou made at that moment regarding the situation before him. I am no match for this monster at this moment!
"Zi——!" A sweet fishy smell emanated from Shirou Emiya's mouth. He bit off the tip of his tongue without hesitation, quickly waking himself up from the state of fear that made his body unable to move. He ran towards the door before the other party launched a second attack. “Hehehe! Run, keep running! I just love to see the terrified expression on my prey’s face!” vomit--! While running, Emiya covered his mouth to prevent himself from vomiting. The entire hotel lobby was covered in blood, with countless limbs, swords, and heads of people filled with fear and despair scattered all over the floor. There was no other color on the ground except scarlet. They must have fought hard against the monster, but the final result has already told Emiya Shirou everything. This is a scene like hell. His entire face turned pale at this moment. "So many lives, that monster!" Shirou Emiya cursed the other party, anger rising in his heart again, but the current situation did not allow him to avenge those who died. revenge? Shirou Emiya saw the swords scattered at the door and quickly reached out to pick them up. "Are you not leaving yet? Are you waiting for me, dear?" The deep and disgusting voice sounded again from behind Emiya Shirou. He pressed his whole body downwards without any hesitation. "call out--!" The sound of air tearing came from above his head, letting Emiya Shirou know that he had escaped danger again.
But how many times can this good luck come? Because he leaned forward while running, Shirou Emiya fell to the ground again, but this time because the inn was built on a higher ground, Shirou Emiya rolled directly towards the woods below. "Bam—!" With a dull collision sound, Emiya Shirou crashed straight into a big tree. But he did not dare to stop at all. He just looked back slightly to find out the location of the evil ghost, and then immediately fled into the forest. "Did you get rid of it?" In the silent woods, there was no other sound except Emiya's constant breathing and the rustling of leaves in the wind. The silence was a little scary. Shirou was unable to think so much at this moment. The extreme fear and high-intensity exercise made Emiya feel extremely tired, and he felt like he could fall asleep at any time. Having gotten a chance to catch his breath, Emiya certainly wasn't naive enough to think that he had escaped the monster's pursuit. Although he didn't know why the monster didn't catch up, based on the speed of the previous attack, Emiya knew that there was no way he could escape its pursuit. He must seize the time now and not put himself in a helpless situation. I didn't get the samurai sword on the ground, so now I can only use whatever I can find nearby. Emiya picked up a branch that looked fairly thick and was standing on the ground. "Synchronize Start" As Emiya finished his words, the originally ordinary branches were instantly covered with stripes that flashed emerald green light. "Although it's not very useful, at least I won't be completely powerless like before." Under the strengthening magic, the wooden stick that could be easily broken now has the hardness of a steel pipe. Of course, Emiya also knows that such a steel pipe will not be of much use when facing such a monster. "You are so slow!" Holding the stick in his hand, Emiya cautiously walked towards the direction he thought he was heading, and then he saw the incredible scene. The hotel from which he had struggled to escape now appeared before him again. The monster with a human body was holding a human's arm and gnawing on it while looking at Emiya who was standing at the door of the inn with a teasing look. "hateful!" Emiya gripped the stick in his hand tighter, and stared at the monster in front of him that was devouring a human arm with full vigilance. His stomach was still churning at this moment. Even though he was holding the wooden pipe strengthened by magic, Shirou Emiya's eyes were still full of fear when facing the bloody monster in front of him. Chapter 3 Weird Abilities (Remake) However, given the current situation, even if Shirou Emiya does not choose to fight the other party, he will not be able to leave this area.
Even if Emiya Shirou's direction was not straight, it would be impossible for him to return to the original place in such a short time. Combined with the other party's words, it can be basically judged that it was the other party who made him return to the hotel. If he continues to waste his energy like this, he will probably really die here. "A wooden stick? Haha! What a look of survival-mindedness!" In just a blink of an eye, the monster appeared in front of Emiya like a flash. The sharp claws in his hand smashed towards Shirou Emiya's face without hesitation. "!" 1. The Emiya's pupils shrank sharply, and his body reacted in advance at this moment. "clang--!" The sound of metal colliding came from in front of Emiya Shirou. Then, a terrifying force that could not be ignored was shaken from his hand, and the powerful impact knocked Shirou Emiya away along with the soil under his feet. All I could hear was a loud bang and the rustling of leaves falling from above my head. The intense pain made Shirou Emiya close his eyes involuntarily, but when he thought of the monster in front of him, he quickly opened his eyes and stared at the other party. "Is he dead? If not, please squeak!" The humanoid monster grinned, with two rows of sharp and scarlet teeth neatly torn from his lips, and blood constantly flowing from it, but he seemed not to care at all. Although he didn't seem to know whether Emiya was alive or dead, his body was rushing towards the place where Emiya fell. "It's a pleasant surprise that the stick is so hard!" He didn't seem to care at all how Shirou Emiya could make an ordinary wooden stick so hard. In its eyes, Shirou Emiya was no different from a dead man. "Ah! This power! It's really not friendly to magicians." Emiya Shirou teased himself with a somewhat haggard look, but his body still rolled to the side. The fierce collision sound came from Emiya's side again. The big tree behind him was directly penetrated by the monster in front of him, which was enough to show the great power of this monster. Emiya also noticed that his wooden stick was severely bent at this time. If he had not held the stick in front of him and supported it with his left hand, the monster in front of him would probably have been able to break the stick, which was as tough as steel, with a single punch. “Hide! Hide! Keep hiding! Let me see how long you can hide! Hehehehe!!!” The monster took out his hand that had pierced through the tree, and with a wild laugh looked at Emiya who rolled over and stood up. "No matter the strength or speed, I am no match for that monster." Shirou was very anxious at this moment. He could clearly feel that if the monster wanted to kill him, it would be just like stepping on a mouse, which would not require much effort. Fortunately, in this forest, wooden sticks are completely negligible consumables.
My own magic power is enough to use several strengthening magics. After rolling over, Shirou quickly steadied himself and grabbed a wooden stick on the ground with his left hand. Perhaps Shirou Emiya had already had the idea of using dual swords, or perhaps he had forgotten that he was still holding a wooden stick in his right hand. Shirou Emiya suddenly stepped on the ground and rushed towards the evil spirit's location. The distance between him and the monster was not far. Without any professional training, Emiya could only roll about two or three meters. For a human who has been exercising for many years and is in a life-and-death crisis, such a distance would only take a blink of an eye to reach the monster. But for a non-human, this blink of an eye might be enough to kill him several times. call out! The wind was cut by the wooden stick that Emiya was holding in his right hand. The slight friction sound further demonstrates its great power. But the monster in front of him didn't move at all. Such speed was more than enough for him to dodge, block, or counterattack. But it just stood there stupidly, and the smile on its mouth became even more ferocious. pat! The half-broken wooden stick in Jimizu's hand flew towards the sky like a meteor. Without the support of magic, the light covering it gradually became dim. Emiya's pupils shrank again. The wooden stick that he had swung at the monster's head suddenly seemed to change direction and appeared on the side of the monster's head. Unable to control his strength, Emiya fell to the ground suddenly due to the strong inertia, and the wooden stick in his hand was broken. "I obviously!" Emiya did not feel any force involved when he swung, nor did he see any movements of the monster. It was as if the place he originally attacked was the side of the monster's head. Seeing him in such a miserable state, the monster's smile became even wider. The nails on his hands suddenly grew longer, as sharp as icicles, and stabbed towards Emiya's head. "Pfft!" The expected sound came from the ground, but what splashed out was not blood, but sawdust that was everywhere. Just as the monster was about to stab him, Emiya quickly turned around on the ground, holding the wooden stick he had picked up before with both hands, and struggled to push against the sharp claws that had pierced the stick but did not break it. The wooden stick was also constantly flashing with green magical light. Of course, in the eyes of the monster, it would not see such a magical scene, but just an ordinary wooden stick, which could block his attack. The monster's hand suddenly shook and it immediately increased its strength. Its sharp claws almost instantly reached Emiya's brow, and blood flowed from his forehead to the ground. “Drink Aa ... Emiya had to struggle to support it. He could clearly feel that his arms were starting to ache from such constant exertion of force. "We can't go on like this!"
Emiya suddenly moved his hands, and the sharp claws left a mark on his forehead, which sank deeply into the ground like a nail being hammered. At this time, the monster standing above Emiya didn't seem to react and his whole body fell towards Emiya according to his own strength, just like Emiya who was unable to retract his strength just now. Naturally, Shirou would not miss such a good opportunity. He swung the wooden stick in his hand and hit him on the head. However, the wooden stick drew a strange arc in front of the monster's head and went straight around it without hitting it at all. "That's it again!" Having failed in his attack, Emiya did not just lie there waiting for the monster's next move. He rolled to the side with the force of his swinging stick, and the monster now stretched out his hand to steady himself from falling.