The collision between the holy sword and the mortal soldiers erupted with unimaginable power and made a roar like an explosion.
At the door of the church in the distance, a priest with his eyes closed was standing there, looking towards the direction where Annuo and Zuo Cun were fighting, and opened his mouth, as if he wanted to express something.
but
In the end I could only sigh.
Be prepared to cover up for this battle, it's not important now.
--boom!!!
Another explosion.
"You really understand me, Saber!"
Zuo Cun jumped up and stopped in mid-air. He turned around, his brown eyes had been dyed white by the thunder, and he looked at An Nuo with a smile on his lips.
"After all, it's me."
"At least it used to be."
"So you have to understand."
Annuo suppressed his holy sword and accumulated light.
Yes, they understand each other and know each other inside out.
The two of them knew everything about the other party's moves, what abilities the other party had, and even the other party's fighting habits and fighting instincts.
after all--
They were once the same person!
They are the ends cut off from the same individual!
"The world says you are perfect, no one knows your indecisiveness, but -"
"Your sword never seems to hesitate!"
——Boom boom boom!!!
Thunder roared, Zuocun suddenly raised his hand and pressed it towards Annuo.
After several lightning strikes, Annuo's holy sword suddenly erupted. He naturally expected what Zuo Cun would use - even though Zuo Cun had never used such power before, this was the first time.
"Yeah, I don't even know if this is an advantage or a disadvantage."
Annuo answered Zuo Cun's question and didn't know what expression to make.
When he first came out of the Fairy Realm, he studied etiquette and aristocratic knowledge with Merlin for a period of time, and finally restrained his murderous temperament, but he didn't understand anything else.
Don’t know what to do?
Then don't say it.
But if you don't say it, it doesn't mean that the sword won't be unsheathed.
The sword is always on the waist, so it can be unsheathed at any time.
call out--
Crack——!!!
Like a lightning bolt, Zuo Cun disappeared from the spot almost instantly and slashed towards Annuo.
Annuo accurately grasped the position where Zuo Cun slashed at him and blocked it with his holy sword.
——Bang!!!
But Zuocun's huge impact at this moment still made Annuo take a few steps back, feeling a severe sense of paralysis in his body.
"Your sword has always been decisive."
Annuo and Zuo Cun looked at each other and showed a somewhat stiff smile.
This sentence can be regarded as a pun.
If Annuo has a hint of indecisiveness beneath his upright appearance, then Zuo Cun is completely upright.
He is too idealistic and thinks that everything should develop within the scope of his own planning, so he never hesitates to unsheath his sword.
No matter who you are facing.
It's also hard to tell whether this is an advantage or a disadvantage.
"Does it feel real? Saber."
The surface of Zuo Cun's body flashed with thunder, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.
"This is something you have always lacked during your lifetime."
The lightning flashed and the thunder roared.
The holy light roars and the holy light shines.
Two real [people], real [servants], fighting each other.
Annuo felt the fighting spirit for the first time in a long time.
Zuocun, on the other hand, has always been very motivated.
He has long wanted to challenge Saber.
"You don't seem happy when you come to this world."
The two people were communicating at the same time while slashing at each other at extremely high speeds.
There was a bit of joking in Zuo Cun's eyes, but his swordsmanship was extremely sharp. With the blessing of thunder, his already powerful power was able to compete with An Nuo, and even vaguely suppressed An Nuo.
"You are quite happy. It seems that you and your Master get along well."
Annuo responded to Zuocun with a smile, although his smile was really not flattering.
It's not that it's ugly, it's not that it's scary, it's just that it looks a little strange to smile with such stiff muscles.
'Haha, I feel like, if you were to be that guy's master, you would probably kill him.'
Talking about this, Zuo Cun couldn't help but laugh.
"After all, that guy's nature is quite dark. If it is really detonated, a demon-like person will definitely be born."
"Is this so?"
"It looks like you are confident."
Annuo didn't care about anything.
He knew that Zuo Cun must have his own ideas, and they would definitely be the right ideas.
In such a society, Zuo Cun will become that person who is extremely repulsive to those who disrupt order.
Such is the case with Berserker Ibaraki Doji.
The same goes for Berserker's master, Ryunosuke Uyu.
So Zuo Cun will not let his master become a person who disrupts order.
but
I really don’t know how these two people can chat so happily while fighting so fiercely.
"That's natural. Of course, contrary to me, your master is a complete bastard. I really don't know why a person like you would serve such a person sincerely."
boom!!!
The sword blades collided and the two separated. Zuo Cun turned his sword around and curled his lips.
"Command spells cannot control us."
"Why?"
Annuo didn't attack for the time being. He sighed and just stood there with complicated eyes.
"It's probably because of the final wish."
"It seems like a lofty goal."
Zuo Cun was silent for a moment and then shrugged.
"What kind of lofty goal is it worth fighting for? You know, even the seven of us think you are perfect, at least you will be after death."
"How much will your Master, the man named Emiya Kiritsugu, lose?"
The more lofty the goal, the smaller the self becomes in front of the goal.
How long should we walk between insignificance and greatness, how much cruelty should we feel, and how many important things should we lose?
This is how Zuocun came along.
"Nearly, everything."
Annuo glanced at Kuu Maiya's body in the distance, his eyes darkened for a moment.
"Is this so?"
Samura also glanced at Kuu Maiya's body.
"So you think he can pull it off?"
"At least he deserves to finish."
"Is this so?"
The cold wind blew from between the two mountains in the middle of the night, slightly fluttering their clothes.
Zuo Cun took the lead.
He jumped to high altitude again, floating on the thunder, looking down at the white knight standing on the ground.
"never mind."
"Now - I really just want to decide the winner here with you!"