Chapter 174 THE WORLD
The blade cage began to advance, and at the same time, Archer also keenly heard another voice,
It was a high-pitched laughter, with an arrogance that looked down on everything.
"{the world}!"
Acher flew upside down again, but this time, instead of falling to the ground, he smashed into the gray-white wall.
The red wasteland and the world of gears shattered instantly with the defeat of the users, and reality once again covered them.
Archer spat out a mouthful of blood foam, his eyes blank.
how come?
Obviously my enchantment should surround him, no matter what he wants to do, I will be aware of it, but why, I am the one who failed?
In a split second, not even a split second, my blade shattered at the same time.
The scene in Archer's eyes began to become gray, his eyes moved down slightly, and he saw that a big hole had been pierced through his chest, and he could see the opposite scenery from the bloody scene.
The chest was pierced, and for the heroic spirit, it is also an injury that cannot be ignored. Archer's spiritual core has been half destroyed, which is an irreversible damage. Now he is only relying on the skills of acting alone, unwilling to remain in this world It's just a ghost, and it will return to the Hall of Valor at any time.
"That's the power of {world}."
Roland was still standing there, seemingly not moving at all.
"It's really stupid, my substitute, the reason why it is called this name is because it can dominate the whole world."
"All your movements are stupid."
Just now, after using the ability of the world, the color of the world in front of Roland was deprived and turned into a gray and white scene.
In front of Yuzao, the swords attacking from around, and Archer's unfinished words all froze for an instant, as if someone had pressed the pause button.
"Is this the power to stop time?"
Roland somewhat understood that the boundless space and infinite time were stagnant because of his tiny self. It was only natural for him to possess such power and have the idea of dominating everything.
In the stagnant time, Roland moved his fingers freely, his eyes were arrogant like a king inspecting his territory.
"Now I,
How long can it stop? Anyway, it shouldn't be nine seconds. "
The phantom of the world emerged, walked forward, and opened Archer's sword cage step by step with his fists, creating a way for Roland to go out.
What to do next is self-evident.
Without even needing to do it himself, {World} slowly flew in front of Archer who was still concentrating on manipulating the blade.
punch.
'Boom—'
With a loud noise, Archer's chest and abdomen were suddenly dented and pierced.
{World}'s arm pierced straight through his body, pinning him to his hand.
The archer hangs in the hands of {world} like this, ignorant of everything going on around it.
The shattered internal organs and rushing blood are like buds that are just blooming, and they are once again frozen in the stagnant world as soon as they overflow.
{World} pulled out his arm, allowing Roland to see Archer's injury clearly. Except for the big hole in the center, Archer's chest was punched through, and even the most critical spiritual core of a follower was destroyed. Mostly.
Roland issued a verdict.
"Now, Emiya Kiritsugu's son, Emiya Shirou, archer of this Holy Grail War, you are dead."
"However, I'm afraid you don't even realize how you died."
Roland only felt that the previous depression had disappeared, and all the dissatisfaction disappeared with this punch. He showed a refreshing smile and closed his palms.
"Now, time begins to flow again."
Seeing the Archer flying out, the inherent enchantment and aura quickly disappearing, Roland deeply realized what the power to dominate the world is.
Although it is only a seed, the power of this substitute is of great help to Roland now.
"Knot...is it over?"
Yuzao looked at Roland next to him in confusion, and grabbed the corner of his clothes tightly.
She was even more confused than Archer. She was ready to use the Heitian Cave, but they disappeared in place and escaped the attack. Then they chirped again, and the red Archer was thrown out. Life or death was unknown. .
The only impression Tamazamo had was that he seemed to be trapped in the darkness where he couldn't hear anything, couldn't see anything, and couldn't even exist.
Because she couldn't tell the time and it was too hazy, she wasn't sure if it was a hallucination.
Archer was leaning against the wall dying, his shoulder and arm suffered multiple fractures, but these things were nothing compared to the hole in his left chest.
When the pierced hole existed, he would create puddles of blood just by doing nothing.
Although he still wanted to put on an air of ease, the passing lives kept reminding him that his vacation was coming to an end.
Soon, he will return to the endless life of the guardian, but the executioner.
Therefore, he must leave something behind, the spirit that his father gave him, the gift left to him, he must return.
Relying on the half-destroyed spirit core and the power of acting alone, he should still exist for two days, no, only less than one day.
He must leave hope for Kiritsugu.
At this point, if he still can't see that Roland is behind the scenes, he will have lived for so long in vain.
With this so-called stand-in power and a completely abnormal lineup, it's no wonder he is so confident with only the caster. Is he himself the real monster in this war?
Weber, Matou Kariya, and even Kotomine Kirei are probably just pawns of the opponent, right?
Was Irisviel also taken away because of this?
At this point, the ownership of the Holy Grail is already clear.
Archer thought hard about what else he could do.
The Great Holy Grail doesn't matter anymore, it doesn't matter whether it is destroyed or not, anyway, if it really threatens human reason, my boss will order him unceremoniously.
Therefore, in this Holy Grail War, there is only one purpose of Archer left.
The safety of the family is ensured.
He stood up, clutching the wound that couldn't be covered at all, and with every step he took, blood would overflow from his fingers.
Even though the distance was only one street, he walked slowly like an old man in his twilight.
Roland looked at such an archer, and showed interest in his eyes, waiting for the archer to come over.
After walking up to Roland with shocking bloody footprints, Archer gritted his teeth. Under Roland's astonished eyes, he bent his knees, put his hands on the ground, and knocked down the head that seemed to never be lowered.
This was the most solemn request gesture in his common sense.
"Please, Master of the caster, please let Kiritsugu and Irisviel go!"