My Destiny Illustrated Book of Shape Moon

Anger was like sulfuric acid, corroding Kenneth's heart.

He is a first-class magician, and he will never lose his cool because of emotions, especially when facing formal competition.

In fact, if this battle had been a duel between top magicians using all their abilities, Kenneth wouldn't be so angry at all. He will be amazed and awed by his competitors' skills, calmly assess the enemy's true strength, and wholeheartedly perform appropriate magic to respond to the enemy - just like the contest between Hyatt Regency and Sakutsu.

Such a noble and dignified gentleman's competition is the "battle" that Kenneth is familiar with. He was betting on obtaining the right to the Holy Grail, and in order to compete with Tokiomi Tokiomi, Matou Zouken, and four other competitors, he came all the way to this remote country in the Far East.

But - the puncture wound on his right shoulder stimulated his pain nerves. It was as if he was mocking and humiliating Kenneth, and the pain continued.

That was the result of Emiya Kiritsugu pulling the trigger and firing a blow from his beloved gun Contender.

It had nothing to do with magic or costumes, it was just a ridiculous toy made of mechanical parts, but it broke through the barrier between mystery and reality, penetrated the defense of the Moon Spirit Marrow Liquid, and left a wound on the lord of the Clock Tower.

This wound was not a battle injury. That kind of behavior cannot be called "fighting".

It's like stepping on a rotten floorboard; it's like knocking over a cooking pot; it's like having mud splash onto your most beautiful clothes. The opponent was a cowardly ant who didn't even deserve to be called an opponent. Seeing him made Kenneth feel like his own eyes were stained. He was just a bunch of unpleasant garbage.

Betting on Sir Aimeroy's dignity, he would never regard that kind of thing as an object of "anger".

These are just trivial things, just laugh them off as bad luck.

Even though Kenneth told himself this - the wound on his shoulder kept screaming. The burning pain tortured and gnawed at his self-esteem.

Kenneth's pale face was as expressionless as wearing a Noh mask. It was definitely not the expression of an "angry person" because Kenneth did not resent anyone. His anger was entirely directed toward himself. He was just furious at this unusual situation.

"impossible--"

Anger that had no way to vent turned into destructive impulses and was transmitted to the Moon Spirit Marrow Liquid. The mercury knife whip slashed randomly on the walls of the surrounding corridors.

"A despicable scum like that made me bleed...impossible! How could such a thing be possible!"

Kenneth chased Emiya Kiritsugu, who had escaped, with the pace of a sleepwalker.

The door blocking the way was not pushed open, but smashed to pieces with the weight of mercury.

Vases, paintings, ornate furniture, etc., every decorative item within sight was cut off and completely destroyed. There are many traps on the way.

Whenever Kenneth's unsuspecting toes hooked on the steel wire or stepped on the message pipe under the carpet, the pre-installed grenades would explode and the mines would scatter debris in the sky. The mercury protective film that spreads instantly easily blocked all attacks.

The trap set by the other party is like a toy to deceive children. It is so funny that even Kenneth would laugh at it. But when he laughed at the other party, he was also laughing at himself for being easily injured because of this kind of trick.

Self-deprecation cut his self-esteem like a razor, and the humiliation further ignited the anger in Kenneth's heart.

The formal attire he was so proud of was not designed to deal with such despicable tactics. His quicksilver should be equipped to catch spell bullets, deflect spiritual swords, break through magic's fire, ice, and lightning strikes, and it should be a secret technique that makes magicians who hate him marvel and awe while reaching death.

So, what is my current ugly state?

Fortunately, this humiliating chase has finally come to an end.

No matter how vast the castle is, the escape route becomes very limited when escaping upstairs. The mouse was chased to the end of the corridor on the third floor. Moon Spirit Marrow Liquid accurately discovered his location this time. The target seemed to have given up and was probably planning to have the final showdown there.

"Duel? No, this is not a duel, it is execution, it is massacre!" Kenneth's whole body was filled with cruel killing intent. He turned the last corner and came to the end of the corridor, facing the prey holding two guns.

"You don't think that the method just now is still effective, do you? Scum, you were able to injure me, not because you seized the right opportunity, nor because you succeeded in the sneak attack, it was just an unreasonable coincidence."

The arrogant magician said grimly, slowly walking towards Kiritsugu step by step. The Moon Spirit Marrow spinning around him stretched and retracted countless whips threateningly while shaking the sharp front end.

"I will not kill you easily. I will continue to heal your lungs and heart, and then cut you into pieces from the head with a knife. Just die in pain, regret and despair, and then curse when you die, cursing you for daring to insult Einzbern of the Holy Grail War!"

Faced with Kenneth's execution declaration, Emiya Kiritsugu not only did not panic. Instead, he laughed secretly in his heart.

good, very good--

He used inherent temporal control to suppress body functions, thus concealing the mercury's response to temperature and heartbeat, and cracking the detection ability of the Moon Spirit Marrow Liquid.

Use Calico submachine gun bullets to suppress the deformation of the Moon Spirit Essence Liquid, and then use Springfield bullets with seven times the destructive power of nine-millimeter bullets to penetrate the Moon Spirit Essence Liquid, penetrate Kenneth's shoulder, and crack the Moon Spirit Essence Liquid's deformation. Defense capabilities.

As for the offensive ability of the Moon Spirit Marrow Liquid, when Mercury turns into the form of a long whip, only the root part swings the long whip at an extremely fast speed, and the end has no strength at all. The power and speed of the tip of the knife come purely from centrifugal force. And such a super-speed attack also meant monotonous movements, so no matter how Kenneth attacked, he never hit Emiya Kiritsugu.

In this way, the three major abilities of the Moon Spirit Marrow Liquid have been easily cracked by Emiya Kiritsugu. Ordinary people would definitely retreat without hesitation after realizing that their trump cards are useless.

But Kenneth didn't. The anger consumed his reason, so that his actions were as reckless as a mad bullfight.

This magician's arrogance, this pedantry that is indifferent to the changes of the times, is the best weapon that can kill himself.

But now, as a magician killer, he just needs to add more fire.

The Calico submachine gun sprayed out fire and began to suppress the continuous rain of bullets.

"Fevor, meisanguis! (Boil, my blood)"

After being shot in the shoulder, Kenneth was certainly not stupid enough to use the same method to defend himself. He rebuilt Mercury's defense. Instead of using membranes, they are now in the form of columns.

Countless thorns stood out from the floor to the ceiling, covering Kenneth's body like a dense bamboo forest, completely blocking the flying bullets.

The bullet was blocked by the silver sword mountain, making a deafening metallic sound while ricocheting repeatedly between the gaps between the barbs, losing strength and falling to the ground. Not a single bullet hit Kenneth's body.

But Emiya Kiritsugu had no intention of changing his strategy. The moment the M950 magazine was empty, the Contender in his right hand roared. The destructive power of this single bullet is far greater than that of a nine-millimeter bullet. It penetrated the wall of the Moon Spirit Marrow Liquid for the first time before, injuring Kenneth.

"You don't think that trick just now will work, do you? Bitch." Kenneth, who was hiding under the protection of the Moon Spirit Marrow Liquid, made a mocking voice.

Unlike last time, the sword-shaped mercury has a degree of freedom that far exceeds that of the film form. The moment the fatal blow touched the silver barb, all the other barbs gathered together like a flytrap, wrapping up the bullet. The airtight, thin barb instantly transformed into a thick pillar, blocking some 30-06 Springfield bullets.

This move completely demonstrates the advantages of the Moon Spirit Marrow Liquid's ability to change freely. This method of fluid manipulation magic is both precise and perfect, and it can be said to be the ultimate stunt that lives up to the famous Achipolud.

However, at the moment when Sir Kenneth Elmloy Archibalud succeeded in performing this perfect magic that combines mental strength and skill - his fate had also come to an end.

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