In an instant, she turned into a phantom and appeared behind Emiya. The dark light seemed to penetrate the space and suddenly pierced Emiya's head. The outcome will be revealed with this strike! “Puff——!” The tearing sound echoed in almost a second, bringing up a splash of bright red blood. “Pah—!” Amid the splashing sound, Ling Yuzi's cheeks felt cold, and the liquid that could not be seen clearly splashed all over her face, bringing with it a strong smell of blood. Liquid with a bloody smell? Apart from blood, Ling Yuzi could not associate anything else with it. But did I hurt Emiya? Her pupils slowly shrank to the size of a needle tip, her mind went blank, and like a rusty robot, she slowly turned her head and looked to her side.
"pat...pat..." Large amounts of bright red blood dripped onto the ground, and a headless body stood there quietly. "------!" when? When did the attack take place? When will you chop off your head? When did I hold a weapon that came from nowhere? This, all becomes less important. She gradually felt her consciousness begin to fade, and in just a few seconds, under the moonlight, it turned into ashes. "Sword Breathing Wing Shape Feather Fall" As a slash with a feather-like white sheen unfolded from Reiyuko's neck, Emiya gradually said the name of this move. This is Emiya's way of performing the Breathing of the Beast under the Breathing of the Wind. It is another way of breathing that he realized, and also another way of releasing a move. "cough!" Seeing that Ling Yuzi had disappeared, Emiya slowly half-knelt down. At this time, he had no feeling in his feet. "Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap!" Round after round of applause came from the darkness not far away. "It's a very exciting battle, isn't it?" The voice that sounded like both a man and a woman came from far away, and in an instant, Emiya saw a woman in a kimono appear next to him.
"I say, why don't you become a ghost?" Chapter 40: Out of the wolf's den, into the tiger's den "Take it! My blood!" Half-kneeling on the ground, Emiya had no ability to resist and could only watch the man in front of him appear in front of him at the speed of teleportation. He suddenly inserted his hand into his abdomen. Emiya suddenly felt something extremely powerful rushing into his body. This feeling made Emiya feel like he was trapped in a cold pond, icy and deep. He instantly lost all ability to move. Emiya could feel his consciousness gradually fading away. It seemed as if he would fall into a deep sleep in the next second, and he felt that the memories that were deeply rooted in his bones were constantly disappearing. The impressions of Kiritsugu, Sakura, and Fuji-nee were gradually erased from his mind. Even the beliefs he had always held on to and his righteous companions seemed to be drifting away from him, and soon, Emiya felt his body gradually disappearing. "Is this the end for me?" Emiya couldn't help but sneer. This ending was too tragic and too helpless. He had no power to resist. He was covered by layer after layer of darkness. As if he had acknowledged his own death, Emiya gently closed his eyes. The darkness gradually engulfed Emiya's entire body, as if it wanted to devour him completely. But a soft golden light was slowly released from the depths of Emiya, spreading throughout Emiya's body little by little, surrounding him completely. These dark forces seemed unwilling to give up and tried their best to get into Emiya's body, but they were unable to break through his golden halo and could only gradually dissipate in the air over time. "Well…" When Emiya regained consciousness, before he even had time to open his eyes, he was keenly aware of the change in the atmosphere around him. It was as if the world had been muted. Everything around was dead, without any life and in complete silence. All Emiya could confirm was that he was no longer in the field where he had fought before. "Have I become a ghost?" Emiya murmured softly and slowly opened his eyes. If he did not die in the field, the most likely thing was that he turned into a demon as the man said. Apart from his devilish recovery ability, Emiya really didn't know how his abdomen, which had been pierced, recovered. But the scene that caught Emiya's eyes made him feel confused. Very standard wooden sliding doors all around. The floor is soft and comfortable tatami. The incense burner of Tao Yan's sentiment.
Everything seems so ordinary and natural. This is a very simple room. "Where is this place?" Emiya held his head and gently walked down from the bed. Apart from dizziness, he did not feel any discomfort in his body. The numbness in his legs caused by the lock that forced him to increase his movement speed was also gone. But at this moment, Emiya couldn't care less and he ran towards the door. He wanted to see the sun, he wanted to verify whether he had really turned into a ghost. Emiya didn't want to become a demon that slaughtered humans wantonly, and he didn't want to become a being who took human lives lightly. "Squeak—!" Without any obstruction, Emiya pushed the door open very easily. But before Emiya took a step out of the door, he was so shocked by what he saw that he was speechless. This is a place that is totally indescribable. Countless rooms are attached around. The stairs also defy gravity and are exposed on the outside. An upside-down coffee table and a rotating side painting. The entire spatial structure seemed to have become extremely chaotic in this area. And Emiya was in a room in such a chaotic space. He could even see that many corridors were suspended in the air. "What exactly is this?" Before Emiya could get over the doubt of whether he had turned into a demon, he encountered such a strange thing again. The successive shocks almost made Emiya stop thinking. Have I turned into a ghost? Where is this place? This is the biggest problem in Emiya's mind at this stage. At this moment, a gaze full of playful meaning came from somewhere in this distorted space. "Why is there a human here?" A man with fangs, pale skin, black tiger stripes on his face, wearing the clothes of the Demon Slayer Corps and holding a Nichirin sword in his hand, appeared in the corridor in front of Emiya with a look as if he had seen something interesting. "Who are you!" Emiya put his hands on his waist out of habit.
He found that not only had all his injuries been healed, but even the other sword was still on his body and had not been touched. "My name is Gyouyue! You are a member of the Demon Slayer Corps, right?" Gion placed the Nichirin Sword in his hand on his shoulder, grinning to both sides and looking at Emiya. "Yes, so what!" Emiya drew the Nichirin Sword from his waist and looked at the man in front of him with a warlike attitude. He was wearing the same Demon Slayer Corps uniform as himself and holding the Nichirin Sword in his hand. Not only did Emiya feel a strong murderous intent from him, he also felt an extremely strong demonic aura. It can almost be concluded that the man in front of him is a ghost. A traitor who betrayed the Demon Slayer Corps and became a demon. "Hey, let me tell you, do you know my wife Zenitsu?" Gionee seemed to be completely unconcerned about Emiya's hostility towards him and continued talking to himself. Emiya felt like he had just escaped from a wolf's den and entered a tiger's den. He could feel that the man in front of him was even more powerful than Ling Yuzi. "know." But at this moment, Emiya could only bite the bullet and respond to the questions from the man in front of him. "But why do you think I know Zenitsu?" As soon as he finished speaking, an extremely terrifying aura burst out from his body. Emiya could see that at this moment his face seemed to be twisted with anger. "You have a smell that I hate!" "I wish I could chop you down with my sword right now!" Even at a distance, Emiya could hear the sound of bones cracking as Giono clenched his fists tightly. You can also see the extremely angry face at this moment. But there's more than just anger in there. "He should be the same as before, a useless guy who only knows one move!" As if Gionee had thought of something funny, with a sarcastic smile on his face, he asked Emiya who was not far away with great certainty. "A formula?" Emiya carefully recalled the memory of projecting Agatsuma Zenitsu's Sunrin Sword. He was able to defeat Ling Yuzi in such a short time because he absorbed the offensive method of Thunder Breathing. But he remembered that Agatsuma Zenitsu seemed to know other moves besides this one. Seeing that Emiya did not answer his question. Xiong Yue snorted coldly, and violent golden lightning gradually appeared around him.
Chapter 41: Fighting at Top Speed "Boom!" Amidst the thunderous roar, extremely strange black lightning surrounded Xiyue's body, and the originally dark gold-colored Sun Blade was also covered with black blade patterns. "Thunder Breathing - Type 4 Far Thunder" With black lightning flashing all over his body, Xiong Yue rushed towards Shi Gong in front of him with lightning speed and tremendous momentum, sweeping away everything like a whirlwind.
