I Will Eventually Become a Partner of Justice Chapter 1922

The soldiers who were close at hand were dumbfounded.

Some have heard that the holy apostle who is good at air combat has achieved such a tricky shuttle battlefield, but they have never seen it.

And now, they saw it!

Not only that, but they could see Shirou's face when he swooped down. Not only was there no tension on his face, he was even smiling, very relaxed!

Doesn't he know what an incredible thing he has done?

Not only the soldiers, but even Gulian's crossbow-class battleship was completely fooled by Shirou. This is its sure-kill blow, 100% beheaded, even the prediction of the auxiliary control system of the mecha Judging, but this person... this man, has surpassed the system!

Honglian's crossbow-class battleship was down at that time, and he didn't even know how to react, but Shirou rushed forward quite bluntly, with sixty-four replica swords, directly rushing to kill.

When those replica swords flew like a rain curtain, Honglian's crossbow-class warship reacted from the system downtime, and quickly raised its right hand. On the back of the right hand was a red spar, emitting light and condensing terrifying magic power. , suddenly formed a magic shield, blocking the assault of sixty-four replica swords.

As long as the face-faced sixty-four replica swords are blocked, Vimo will hit the right shoulder blade of Honglian's crossbow-class battleship due to lack of flying space, and then crash the plane.

However……

--Innocent!

Shirou's expression was flat, and he shook his outstretched palm.

——Crash!

"Boom boom boom—"

Sixty-four replica swords exploded with a bang, and the huge shock wave formed shook the crossbow-class warship of Dehonglian so that its footplate became unstable, it tilted backward, and the sea water poured back, and Vimana gained enough space to use it. Surrounded by Honglian's crossbow-class warships, they rushed straight into the sky.

"good!"

The soldiers couldn't help applauding.

How can such a wonderful moment of art not be breathtaking?

However, this is not over yet, Vimana, who was flying straight into the sky, turned again in an instant, and swooped down, as if they were going to die together, and rushed straight towards Honglian's crossbow-class battleship.

People's hearts were suspended, and when Vimana was about to approach Guren's crossbow-class battleship for a moment, Shirou projected a hundred and twenty-eight replica swords, like missiles, shooting towards Guren's crossbow-class warship. go.

Honglian's crossbow-class warship quickly raised its right hand, and the red spar on the back of the right hand radiated light, and soon formed an indestructible magic shield, blocking the one hundred and twenty-eight replica swords.

"Crash!"

With a sharp grip on Shirou's palm, those replica swords exploded, but this time Guren's crossbow-class battleship was prepared and withstood the terrifying shock wave.

After withstood the terrifying shock wave, Honglian's crossbow-class battleship swung its right hand violently, and then cut out the big sword in its left hand.

Shirou is right here, both Shirou and the system have come up with this answer.

This blow is enough to kill him!

However, the crossbow-class battleship of Honglian, who just drew his sword, saw Vimana stop in front of it calmly, and Shirou on it was sitting gracefully on the throne of the king, and raised his hand to it. He opened his empty right hand, as if everything was under the control of this man, as if everything was within the scope of his calculations.

But why is this man's hand empty?

Shirou said flatly: "Roar, Rungomigniad——!"

The gun of light took shape from Shirou's palm, and at the same time, a huge light beam shot out from it. In an instant, it pierced through the central power furnace of Guren's crossbow-class battleship, and the momentum of the attack continued unabated. The sea swaggered away.

"General."

Shirou slowly put down his hand, and this tall crossbow-class battleship, like a conquered beast, fell obediently.

"Boom—"

The steel fell, setting off huge waves.

"Okay, that's amazing..."

Standing on the Pure White Tower, looking at this scene from a distance, Guinevere was dumbfounded, and couldn't find any words to describe it.

Not only her, but the soldiers on the battleship also couldn't recover for a long time.

"This, is this Lord Holy Apostle?" Someone couldn't help asking.

"It must be the Lord Holy Apostle... This, this must be the Lord Holy Apostle!"

Some people believe in it.

However, this has no effect on Shirou.

It's just a one-piece Gundam, what's the big deal?

A body of more than fifty meters? ,

giant?

Those were all methods he was tired of playing.

but

"I deliberately avoided attacking the head, it's time to come out."

Sitting on the throne of the king, Shirou looked down at the crossbow-class battleship lying on the sea.

As predicted by the prophet, just as Shirou's words fell, the red crystal in the center of the head of Guren's crossbow-class battleship suddenly loosened, and it broke away from the crossbow-class battleship like a lifeboat, fleeing towards its companions.

This movement is extremely subtle, and the actual choice is quite correct. If it weren't for Shirou being here, these people who are celebrating the victory would definitely not notice this point, right?

"Snapped--"

With the snap of fate, a replica sword shot down, and with a "cha", the red crystal was knocked down before it started to escape.

"Ka Ka Ka -"

The red crystals loosened, and a masked man in black armor crawled out of it, without even looking at it, he was about to run towards the sea.

However, as soon as this person moved, several swords fell from the sky, blocking the person's advancing route.

Shirou jumped off the Vimana, landed in front of the man, and asked with a smile, "Who are you?"

The man's muscles were tense, and he looked at Shirou warily.

With a relaxed smile on his face, Shirou said: "I have killed many of your compatriots, that is, those mechas. But there is neither anyone nor anything inside, and after they are dealt with, they quickly disappear like air. It’s just inexplicable, it’s like a soil alchemy, but I’m sure it’s not an alchemy. But this crossbow-class battleship is different, there is not only a cockpit, but also a driver.”

Shirou looked at the masked driver and asked seriously: "Can you tell me who you are, and your foreign enemy... who is it?"

"You guy...are you the apostle of the Emperor of Heaven?"