I Will Eventually Become a Partner of Justice Chapter 1923

A confused voice came from the mask, asking questions.

"Emperor...Apostle...?"

Shirou raised an eyebrow.

And at the moment when Shirou absorbed the information, the masked general quietly touched the sword at his waist, but the moment the man's hand touched the sword, there was a "swoosh", a sword, instantly pierced the man's arm.

Blood splattered everywhere.

"Woo..."

The man clutched the arm that had been pierced by the sword.

"Tick tock, tick tock..."

Blood dripped down the blade.

"In front of me, you can't do petty tricks. Give up, just go with me obediently, I don't like bullying the weak." Shirou said with his hands folded and one eye closed.

"You guy, say I'm weak?"

"Yes, weak!" Shirou nodded: "Although I can't be called a strong one, but you... Even if you are a thousand times stronger, you still won't be my opponent now."

"How arrogant, Lord Apostle! Then let me see, how strong is the arrogant Lord Apostle!"

The man endured the pain, pulled out his sword, and charged towards Shirou with gritted teeth.

Chapter 5 It's hard for me not to recognize him!

"Ahhhhhhhh—"

The man held his sword high and charged towards Shirou.

"From just now, you should realize how big the gap is between us. I have no intention of killing you, but you still raise your knife at me. This is not courage, but pure stupidity."

Shirou's mind moved, and dozens of replica swords appeared all over his body, and they charged towards the man like a rain curtain.

Seeing this, the man quickly waved his long sword to resist, but there were too many swords. With a number of this size, even a Heroic Spirit who has honed a skill to the depths is hard to resist, after all, two fists are hard to beat with four hands.

Only Gilgamesh's [King's Treasure] and Hero Emiya's [Unlimited Sword System] can resist Shirou's copying of the sword group.

Therefore, this person was no exception. After flying a few replica swords, his limbs were pierced and he was nailed to the wall.

Shirou walked up to this person and asked, "Tell me, who are you, and who is your foreign enemy?"

"Do you think I can say it? I won't say it in my life!" The man said resolutely.

"I think you will be obedient."

Shiro said flatly.

The man looked into Shirou's eyes, which were obviously so bright, like fire eyes, but this man felt a chill, and his heart was trembling.

Perhaps many people have forgotten. Or, Shirou protects the people around him so well that no one realizes it.

Shirou, the king, is the ruler and leader.

And the king is kind, and even more cruel.

A real king does not have any personality, and will only show the required personality according to the current needs. So it will be soft and more cruel.

Because the throne is not spoken, let alone imagined, but forged by sword and blood.

However, Shirou's heart is very soft, so he will not show his cruel side unless necessary.

Shirou reached out his hand towards the Masked Man's mask, he wanted to take off the other's mask and see the other's true face clearly.

Suddenly, I heard the roar of the wind, and a chill came from the back of my head.

Danger!

The moment the biological instinct sounded the alarm, Shirou followed his instinct and projected a giant sword behind his head. The next moment, with a cold wind, one leg kicked the sword on the sword.

"Crack——"

This sturdy giant sword was shattered and destroyed, and its huge strength made Shirou feel as if he was hit by a large truck driving at high speed, and he was about to be knocked out if he could not resist, but today's Shirou is no longer Wuxia Amon , I saw that when his body turned, the bones in his body twisted coordinatingly, which transmitted this huge force to his feet.

Finally, he stepped on his foot suddenly, and all the huge force was transferred to the ground. He only heard a "bang", and the steel under his feet broke a huge hole in an instant, showing the strength of the opponent.

The moment he lost his power, Shirou projected a sharp sword and slashed at the attacker. The speed is fast, the reaction is fast, and the movements are coherent. The masked man nailed to the wall is dumbfounded.

"This guy, could it be the Holy Apostle from the Kingdom of Shadows? But, I heard that the Holy Apostle is a woman...!"

The masked man was so dumbfounded that he forgot the pain of being pierced by a sharp sword.

However, Shirou's reaction was fast enough, but the attacker's reaction was not slow. The moment Shirou drew his sword, the attacker's body dodged strangely, then he stretched out his right hand, clasped Shirou's wrist, and slammed his back.

Although he was a little surprised at the martial arts of the sneak attacker, Shirou was not in a daze at all. The moment he was thrown from the back and his cheek was about to hit the ground, his empty hand stretched out in lightning, propped himself on the ground, propped up his body, and then spun around in the air. A whip leg lightning shot out.

However, the assailant seemed to have expected this attack long ago, and his figure had already jumped into the air, as light as a butterfly. At the same time, a red spar was shining brightly under the sun.

that……

Could it be that!

Shirou's eyes shrank sharply, and subconsciously projected the sword of the vowed victory, and then the magic power was injected into it, and the sword of the vowed victory emitted a dazzling light.

The red spar shone brightly in the sun, and then the attacker stretched out his clenched palm, and his thumb flicked like a trigger.

The red spar immediately turned into a sea of ​​light like a red lotus, like light, like a sea, like a star, like a pillar, roaring towards Shirou.

And at the moment when the beam of light was about to come in front of him, the sword of the vowed victory in Shirou's hand was filled with magic power and turned into a pure sword of light.

Facing the setting sun and the beam of light, Shirou swung the sword of the oath of victory in his hand, and saw a flash of light from the sword, and the beam of light was cut by Shirou directly like a cloth cut by a blade .

After cutting the beam of light, Shirou looked intently, the attacker had already knocked the masked man off the wall, hugged the masked man, and walked away.

"Want to run?"

Shirou raised his eyebrows, and when he was about to chase away, the surviving mecha soldiers came one after another as if they were manipulating people, surrounded Shirou like a wall of despair, and then exposed their guns.

"Tud-chug--"

Flames splattered and bullets rained.

Shirou raised his eyebrows, and calmly projected more than a dozen legendary shields, surrounding him like a wall of shields.

"Boom boom boom—"