Chapter 734
Seeing Shirou's expression, Illya, Rin, and even Ruby exclaimed in surprise.
Shirou had somehow acquired two swords wreathed in flames.
His eyes sharpened, and his usual smile vanished.
Seeing Shirou's unfamiliar demeanor, Illya felt her heart flutter for no reason, completely forgetting that she was in a very urgent situation.
"Rin, Miss Rin, what happened?"
"I... I don't know either!"
"Oh, that's really interesting!"
Illya asked Rin Tohsaka, but she seemed equally confused and bewildered.
If even Rin, an expert, doesn't know, then there's nothing that can be done.
Because everyone was focused on dealing with the enemy, they didn't notice Shirou's change.
"No, this isn't the time to think about these things! Run, Illya!"
That Corrupted Heroic Spirit is planning to use a "Noble Phantasm"! If we take that attack head-on, we're in for a world of hurt!
"What exactly is Noble Phantasm?!" Illya finally asked the question that had been bothering her.
"I'll explain later! Anyway, run..."
"No, it's too late!"
"Oops!"
Rin Tohsaka, remembering their current situation, urged Illya to run away.
But it was too late; the corrupted heroic Heroic Spirit Summoning its companion—a Wings Phantasmal Beast.
"Ah..."
Am I going to die here?
Just as Illya was thinking this...
"Don't worry, Illya. I won't let her touch a single hair on your head again."
Illya heard the very gentle voice of her favorite older brother.
Standing there was my older brother, smiling gently as always.
Upon seeing that face, the girl thought to herself: Ah... it's my older brother.
The Corrupted Heroic Spirit mounted a celestial horse and charged forward as a black beam of light.
"----"Bellerophon: The Bellerophon "
"----Blades of Blades of Chaos!!"
Shirou raised his twin swords to parry, and the flames on the swords expanded and exploded, forming a wall of fire that blocked the black torrent that the shadow had transformed into.
"------!!"
The immense wind pressure was so powerful it was like two castles colliding.
The black, turbulent city walls and the crimson, blazing city walls locked in a fierce struggle, neither willing to yield.
"You can't be kidding me!? A direct clash with Noble Phantasm!? Amamiya -kun, could it be that you...?"
Rin Tohsaka shouted in astonishment:
"Are you Magical Girl too!?!"
Illya: "..."
Ruby: "... No, no, no, that's impossible, isn't it?"
Illya pressed her hand to her chest and breathed a sigh of relief.
"What exactly happened? How could Amamiya do something like that!"
Whether it's Illya or Amamiya, why are they all... who have absolutely nothing to do with Magecraft?
Hey Ruby! Say something too!
"I don't understand what's going on either, but it seems quite interesting!"
"Stop joking, you stupid wand..."
Rin Tohsaka and Ruby started arguing, but Illya had no energy to pay attention to them.
The girl just kept staring at her brother.
My favorite older brother, a gentle brother who has always protected me since I was a child.
"We're starting to get suppressed! The enemy has increased their magic power output, Amamiya- san!"
"No problem."
"Everything's fine now!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the black Pegasus let out a neigh and passed through the wall of fire that Shirou had created.
Has it been breached?
No, that's not right...
Despite the enemy having breached his defenses, Shirou showed no sign of anxiety.
He wasn't suppressed; rather, he actively broke the stalemate.
The black Pegasus charged forward in a straight line, but due to the intense exertion it had just expended, its speed had slowed considerably.
Shirou gracefully sidestepped the charge of "Bellerophon," then slashed at Pegasus's neck with his sword.
The Phantasmal Beast howled in pain, lost its balance, and crashed to the ground.
Shirou pressed his advantage, intending to use his second strike to finish off the cavalryman on horseback, but she decisively abandoned her horse and leaped into the air.
"Wow... that's amazing..."
That was undoubtedly a victory for swordsmanship.
Shirou not only possesses power capable of contending with Noble Phantasm, but also skills surpassing those of the Shadow.
Illya's mouth dropped open. "My brother really is protecting us."
To be honest, her current brother is a little scary to her.
Although I was a little scared, my brother is still my brother.
Her favorite brother. No matter what power she uses, that will never change.
"Illya."
"What's wrong, brother?"
"You can step back now. It's alright, leave this to me."
"Um!"
So, Illya nodded in response to her brother.
Shirou smiled at her and then patted the girl's head.
Illya looked a little shy and hurriedly retreated behind Shirou.
The Corrupted Heroic Spirit, who had leaped into the air, gracefully landed back on the ground and assumed a new stance.
Rin: "Judging from that Noble Phantasm just now, the enemy should be Rider... It's not surprising that she possesses such agility."
Ruby: "What's even more surprising than Rider is Shirou- san... He's just an ordinary high school student, yet he's able to keep up with Corrupted Heroic Spirit in battle."
"Indeed, Amamiya- san, who exactly are you? You're quite intriguing..."
Rin Tohsaka muttered to herself.
Illya listened to their conversation while praying for Shirou's victory.
Please, brother... you have to win.
Shirou, wielding dual swords, and a shadowy figure wielding chains are engaged in a battle at a speed beyond the human eye.
The body moved before it even thought.
Despite it being supposed to be his first battle, Shirou's movements were fluid and effortless, as if he had fought countless battles long ago.
He used his twin swords to deflect the enemy's attack and then retaliated.
The enemy's attacks were very monotonous, possessing only speed and power, but posing no real threat.
The shadowy figure's attacks were practically berserk—if she hadn't turned evil, she would have been an even more powerful enemy.
Although Illya was easily suppressed, that was because Illya was also an amateur in combat.
However, Shirou is different.
To be honest, Shirou felt he could actually be stronger.
The current fighting feels like doing rehabilitation exercises...
Well, this level is good enough, isn't it?
Take your time, there's no need to rush.
With that thought in mind, the boy continued his fierce attack.
After attacking with the knife in your right hand, immediately attack in the opposite direction with the knife in your left hand.
The shadowy figure caught the attack with an extraordinary reflex, but this also exposed a weakness.
Shirou struck her in the abdomen with his knee, a powerful strike strong enough to break an enemy's spine.
"----!!!"
The dark figure let out a muffled wail and staggered backward.
Shirou sensed that she must still have a trump card up her sleeve, and he couldn't let her create distance, so he threw the sword in his hand.
As expected, the dark figure revealed a bewitching smile.
She first dodged the sword Shirou threw at her, then used her hand to remove the blindfold covering her face.
"The Mystic Eyes of Petrification"
The purple light engulfed everything around it.
Shirou's body was unable to move, and he gradually turned to stone starting from his feet.
"Elder brother!"
"Amamiya- san!"
The shadowy figure smiled with an air of certainty of victory; she believed the battle was over.
However, Shirou merely grabbed the end of the chain wrapped around his arm with the "Blades of Chaos" and pulled hard.
The knife and chain, pulled back, spun around a few times before tightly wrapping around the shadowy figure's neck.
"!!!"
The Reversed Heroic Spirit attempts to break the chains with her "Monstrous Strength".
Her strength was enough to tear the earth apart, yet she couldn't sever this slender chain.
It worked very well in relation to both divinity and demonic nature.
"... it's over."
As Shirou spoke, he channeled magical energy into the end of the chain.
Chains became the fuse, and magic became the blazing flame.
The flames that shot from Shirou's palm passed through the chains and reached the body of the Reversed Heroic Spirit, eventually forming a massive explosion.
The Reversed Heroic Spirit's body exploded and scattered like fireworks.
Seeing that scene, Shirou felt no joy of victory, but rather a sense of sadness.