Chapter 149 Archers' Battle

A magic light screen was projected on the wall, and the two figures in the projection were facing each other across a thousand-meter block.

The young man with white hair and golden eyes held an unknown iron bow in his hand, his robe fluttering; the golden king hugged his shoulders with his hands, and the treasure house was surrounded behind him.

"Oh, it will be a fierce battle." Someone sat on the chair backwards, with his chin on the back of the chair, staring at the magic light screen lazily, as if watching a movie.

Beside him, Miyu, who was wearing casual clothes, looked at her master, her brother, but turned her eyes to the man next to her from time to time:

White hair and black eyes, skin close to brown, exposed arms with strong muscles, and the end of the eyebrows was a signature lightning shape.

It is worth mentioning that Shuoyue does not have such eyebrow features.

"Strange?" As if he noticed Miyu's gaze, the man answered casually without turning his head:

"When I was in Einzbern Castle, I disguised myself as that guy. In fact, this is my real appearance... Of course, the soul is another matter."

Miyu was silent, but she agreed with the man's last words in her heart.

Although she vaguely felt that Sakutsuki had changed in appearance, she could feel his love from the bottom of his heart, just like the brother in her vague memory.

But this man is different.

Although his hairstyle is exactly the same as Sakutsuki's if he lets his hair down, Miyu can't feel the closeness between them at all. It's as if this man has never met the girl 'Miyu' in his life.

Although she was distracted by his appearance and was taken away by him, the reason she didn't try to escape was because she felt the throbbing of her spiritual base.

It's as if there is some kind of will that keeps telling Miyu that the man in front of her is trustworthy.

"Who are you?"

"Just an unnamed character. Although the restraint force thinks highly of me and pesters me to protect me, I am just a loser in the end. All I can do is shift the blame to others."

"You are not my brother."

"Of course, and I also know that the guy who delayed the entire Holy Grail War for you did not realize that he was not your brother."

"Not my brother? What are you talking about? My brother is..."

"From the beginning, the servant he summoned was wrong." The man interrupted Miyu's rebuttal and said lightly, "Without the designation of the holy relic, his 'fate' with you is not enough to support an abnormal servant like you to appear in the world."

"If the summoning ceremony is normal, the servant summoned by Shuoyue should be the opposite type of you."

In front of the stunned Miyu, the man's voice was full of ridicule to someone unknown:

"If he hasn't woken up yet... Humph, he won't be as 'lucky' as me."

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The two figures looked at each other from a distance across a thousand-meter block.

Shuoyue held the nameless iron bow, his white robe fluttering; Gilgamesh folded his arms, with a treasure house behind him.

"Since you want to challenge my majesty, then come and try, cook."

"Then before the battle, do you want to make a bet?"

Even though they were so far apart, the two were able to talk without any hindrance.

"Oh? I want to hear what tricks you, the cook, have."

"It's very simple. The winner of this battle is allowed to ask for a treasure from the other party."

"Hmph, you still covet my treasure house!"

"No, no, I just want to change myself to a better bow."

"Forget it, idiot. I don't know what you have worth collecting!"

Unexpectedly, the always proud Gilgamesh rejected Shuoyue's bet. His raised eyebrows showed his impatience: "I gave you the golden apple last time. Don't push it, cook!"

A golden light shone behind him, and a long spear flew out, heading towards Shuoyue's head with a sound of breaking wind.

Shuoyue bent his bow and shot the arrow, easily blasting it, but then, in the vision seen by the clairvoyance, the ripples that opened one after another illuminated the night sky as bright as the sun.

"Since you like shooting, take all of these!"

At the command, the King's Treasure behind Gilgamesh shone with all its brilliance.

Although he agreed to a proper archery battle, for Gilgamesh, this was no different from his usual battles - it was nothing more than opening the 'King's Treasure' and throwing out the treasure inside.

And Shuoyue was already very familiar with such attacks, but this time, he did not use other means.

This was the sparring partner of the hero king Gilgamesh himself. Such an excellent training opportunity, the only way to respond was with the longbow in his hand!

The 'Clairvoyance' was fully opened, and the eyes quickly captured the flying light and shadow like a camera, and then the projection magic was displayed, not for attack, but for endless ammunition supply, putting arrows on the bowstring and shooting them like lightning, intercepting one treasure after another, and the speed was so fast that it even dragged out afterimages.

As long as any one was missed, the place where Shuoyue stood would be bombed, so he had to do everything he could to resist Gilgamesh's oppression.

After a wave of Noble Phantasm bombardment ended, Shuoyue, who was slightly out of breath, looked at Gilgamesh, without any fear in his eyes.

"Oh, you have a trick, cook." Gilgamesh narrowed his snake pupils, and raised a happy arc at the corner of his mouth. "Although I don't know why you did such a stupid thing as cutting off your own hands and feet, since you only want to deal with me with shooting, then let me reward you with a quick death!"

Accompanied by Gilgamesh's declaration, the "King's Treasure" unfolded further, and from a distance it looked like a golden wall, standing behind Gilgamesh.

Countless treasures shot out like machine guns, creating a tornado of light and impact between the sky and the ground.

A large number of treasures in units of dozens, hundreds, and thousands are constantly attacking the young man at the end of the destination.

Or a spear blade,

Or an axe,

Or a dragon-slaying sword,

Or a demon sword of extinction,

Or a hero's bloody spear,

Or a formless thunder light.

All the treasures that humans have, or that humans have created, their original texts, were mercilessly thrown out, just to tear apart the tiny figure a thousand meters away.

Undoubtedly, this is a curtain of hell that can crush people. Under such a terrifying wall of sighs, even the most resourceful military advisors can only lament and retreat, or welcome death.

The human brain cannot process so much information about treasures in such a short time, analyze their characteristics, and give corresponding response plans.

But Shuoyue is not a military advisor, and he has no intention of seeing through them all.

Death is coming, and the only response given by the young man is the arrow shot from the longbow!

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