They've already fought their way through the Holy Grail War, and you still call them dragons?

She discussed with Norton for a long time last night. After finalizing the new version of the Heroic Spirit Plan, Xia Mi suddenly realized that the matters she was responsible for were so numerous that she could not see the end of them.

During the day, she had to spend a lot of time with Emiya to complete magic lessons and training. At the same time, considering that she was a graduate assistant in the project, her monthly salary might not be enough to offset the cost of food and accommodation, so she had to find a way to make some extra money to enrich her personal treasury.

At night, Xia Mi had to go to Tokyo to sort out the earth veins in preparation for the Holy Grail, as well as to deal with the vast number of heroic spirit design drawings. She also had to face the constant urging of Norton's executive team to speed up the process.

The cloth is dry and spicy!

Why is this world so chaotic? Can we leave some room for normal dragons?

The tiredness on Xia Mi's face finally reconciled with the miserable life of repeated humiliation, and turned into deep sorrow and dead sadness between her bleak brows.

"Hey, Nuonuo, you won't understand. This is life. There is only one kind of true heroism, and that is to dare to face the bleak life and dare to look squarely at the blood." Xia Mi spoke without thinking and with disorganized logic.

"Ah?" Nuonuo suddenly felt something was wrong after hearing what Xia Mi said. Did you connect the words of Romain Rolland and Lu Xun?

Xia Mi had no time to care about anything else. She took a big bite of the shrimp and pork bun in her hand. The shiny lard oozed out from the filling and flowed along the bun skin into her slender pink and white fingers, as if covering her delicate knuckles like plump jade beads with a layer of reflective jade dew.

Xia Mi thought to herself that she would start the King of Rolls route next. With one punch, she would open the King of Rolls road, and with two feet, she would break the path of counterattack!

Juanjuanjuan, if I hadn’t put on the Juan King’s robe, how would the world know that I, the Goddess of Death Hela, was destined to be extraordinary and invincible in the future?

Chapter 130 Xia Mi: Sword of the God of War, the Star of Tears!

Many days later, facing the Holy Grail, Xia Mi, the King of Earth and Mountains, will recall the afternoon when she asked Emiya for advice in order to obtain a reference for the design of the Heroic Spirit.

And he sighed in his heart: "I have never felt happy about hosting the Holy Grail War."

……

Emiya was testing his sword in the backyard.

In the rising flames, the newly born sword blade sparkled, and the fine texture contained extremely profound alchemical skills. The flying and roaring flames tightly surrounded the edge of the blade like a miniature furnace. The power of spiritual recasting, through the forging flame, gradually seeped into the metal sword blade.

when!

Emiya suddenly picked up a forging hammer and hit the sword with force. Sparks flew everywhere, the flames instantly changed shape, and the power of spiritual reshaping fluctuated, like a scream that pierced people's hearts.

But at the same time, the inner spiritual structure of the blade itself quickly stabilized. The Noble Phantasm was completed in an instant.

This was a method Emiya came up with in an attempt to improve the efficiency of his Noble Phantasm forging.

Ever since acquiring the "Flame" that resembled Sengo Muramasa's, Emiya had been wondering if he could incorporate swordsmith-like movements into the magecraft of forging Noble Phantasms. Now it seemed feasible.

The beating just now was more of a ritual step added to enhance the effect of the magic than a sword fight.

Emiya put down the forging hammer and reached out to lift the long blade at one end of the treasure. The surface of the sword was as smooth as a mirror, and the edge of the sword reflected a strange and dazzling multi-colored light in the sunny daytime environment, red like a burning fire, blue like the deep sea abyss, and gold like the shining sun.

It was as if it was not a sword, but a solidified fantasy object, as if lightning, hurricanes, raging flames and other terrible phenomena were condensed into a sharp sword blade.

Next comes the sword test.

The sword-testing technique was also something Emiya came up with through Sengo Muramasa's ability.

During the Warring States Period in Japan, when swords were being forged in large numbers, numerous swordsmiths with workshops existed across the country. These swordsmiths accompanied the army and repaired broken swords during battle. The most famous of these swordsmiths was Sengo Muramasa of Kuwana in Ise Province.

As the first generation of the "Muramasa" swordsmith family, Sengo Muramasa has the word "Muramasa" inscribed on all of his circulated works. These swords have even evolved into many legends, such as "Muramasa is an ominous demon sword, a blood-stained demon sword that will kill Shogun Tokugawa."

Until the end of the shogunate, anti-shogunate figures such as Saigo Takamori believed in this legend and searched for the demon sword Muramasa.

This shows how popular Muramasa's skills are.

Muramasa's unique sword-testing technique, also known as the "test slash" or "test sword technique," is a technique used to test a sword's sharpness and performance. Emiya's impression of Sengo Muramasa is that he seems to be able to unleash the power of his weapon with ease. If he so desires, he can even unleash a weapon's maximum power, capable of self-destruction, with a single swing.

Does it sound familiar?

This is actually similar to Fantasy Collapse, but the difference is that Fantasy Collapse, due to its almost out-of-control self-disintegration, will cause destructive attacks in the form of indiscriminate bombing, completely indiscriminately shooting in all directions without distinguishing between friend and foe. In order to avoid affecting your own side, you must use a strong bow to shoot from a long distance.

In Emiya's opinion, Sengo Muramasa's swordsmanship is completely different. This skill has an obvious advantage in that it does not need to be launched from a long distance through a strong bow. At close range, it can be performed directly by holding the sword in the hand.

Moreover, the power released by the sword is also released in the direction of the swing, forming a completely controllable "fantasy collapse".

So the challenge is control.

Emiya tightly grasped the cold and gleaming treasure, and with a slight wave of his hand, it seemed as if he could tear through the air and emit a sharp whistling sound. He raised the sword tip and faced the open space behind the house.

The light reflected from the sword fell into Emiya's eyes, and he seemed to see the magnificent twinkling and changing of stars, like an ancient galaxy flowing in the night sky, condensing and sublimating the exquisite craftsmanship and the painstaking efforts of the craftsman after countless trials and tribulations...

"Brother Emiya! What are you doing?"

Xia Mi suddenly appeared and poked her head over.

Emiya put down the Noble Phantasm instantly. He was almost frightened. He had just concentrated all his attention trying to control the Noble Phantasm in his hand. If something unexpected happened and the power of the Noble Phantasm was released, it would accidentally affect others and even destroy a large area of ​​​​the surrounding buildings.

"Nothing, just trying something, but I don't think I'm ready yet."

Emiya looked at Xia Mi. Today she was still as beautiful as a work of art carefully carved by nature. The delicate and warm skin on her cheeks was gently caressed by the bright sunshine, giving off a soft halo. She was holding a thick stack of documents between her arms, so that one corner of her light yellow short shirt was quietly squeezed open, revealing her graceful and slender waist and flat belly.

"Brother, brother, there's no time for this stuff now! Whether it's life or study, opportunities are fleeting. If you waste too much time, you won't be able to finish your work!"

Xia Mi naturally also saw the scene where Emiya tried to learn swordsmanship. She didn't know what kind of technique that was, but she always felt that Emiya in that state was a bit like Norton, as if he was obsessed with difficult technical research and thinking about all kinds of alchemical skills that she couldn't understand.

Moreover, Norton usually never pays attention to others in that state. It seems that he can maintain one posture and think quietly for most of the day.

Oh my god, Emiya's doing this too? Then how could she even do her job? Xia Mi was currently burdened with a mountain of Heroic Spirit design proposals, plus a design for her own Heroic Spirit, and she also had to finish her daily magic history paper.

Xia Mi also hoped that Emiya could tell her something that could help her, for example, the story of King Arthur yesterday was very good and could be used as a ready-made servant design to copy.

In short, she is going all out with the King of Rolls route, and Xia Mi must make a perfect comeback and turn things around!

"Okay, okay, if you hadn't told me, I almost forgot about today's schedule." Emiya put down the things in his hands, wondering if he needed to set an alarm to remind himself.

He and Xia Mi walked together through the large open space in the backyard. The latter's clothes and skirt swayed in the wind, and the hem of her skirt swayed gently like ripples, revealing and revealing the graceful curve of her legs with each rise and fall.

"Is it still about that project of yours? Honestly, there's not much guidance I can offer you, or do you still need to hear my story?"

The two sat quietly in the quiet room. Emiya watched Xia Mi spread out the documents in order of classification. The complicated and voluminous historical materials were organized on them, and it looked really well organized. Emiya, who had nothing to do, picked up the kettle and teacups beside him and started to make tea.

"No, no, no, Brother, you can help me with a lot, so I still need more guidance!"

When Xia Mi smiled, the corners of her mouth raised up at just the right angle, revealing her fair teeth and shallow dimples.

"There's already a ton of historical data, and the older the records get, the more conflicting they become. I'm planning to go to the nearby library to look for more information, but I think since Emiya-san is so powerful, he might have his own unique perspectives on many historical records."

It might seem like a one-sided statement, tinged with celebrity influence, but Emiya had no reason to refuse his cute little apprentice's small request. It was just a matter of elaborating on some old stories, not a difficult task. Chatting with her was much more enjoyable than spending the rest of her time in the backyard practicing tediously.

"Let me be clear up front that I'm not a history major, and what I know is very fragmented. Why don't you first tell me what you need to know, and then I'll share what I know as appropriate."

Xia Mi seemed to be thinking, placing her slender fingers on the tip of her chin, and suddenly loosened them after a few seconds. "By the way, Senior Brother, do you know Attila, King Attila of the Huns?"

"Attila, of course I know. He was the last descendant of the Huns in the fifth century AD. He established a vast empire stretching from Western Asia to Russia, Eastern Europe, and Gaul. Attila achieved immense feats on the battlefield, and utilized his combat prowess to the utmost, earning him a terrifying reputation throughout Europe."

"There, Attila captured Ravenna, the capital of the Western Roman Empire. This made the locals' impression of the king destructive and brutal, and he was feared by Europeans as the 'Scourge of God'."

"Also, Attila is said to be the prototype of Attila, who played Atri in the Volsunga and Etzel in the Nibelungenlied."

"Oh, that's true." Xia Mi looked satisfied as if she had learned something, and wrote and drew on her notes. In fact, she was humming in her heart and wanted to laugh.

Because in history, Attila's true identity was the King of Earth and Mountains.

To be precise, they are the two kings of earth and mountains, brother Fenrir and sister Jörmungandr... However, in history, when they became kings of the Huns, the two kings of earth and mountains had different responsibilities. Jörmungandr was responsible for acting as an external brain, while Fenrir was responsible for mindless killing on the battlefield.

How could humans at that time possibly defeat the Dragon King? Therefore, the situation on the battlefield was basically broken at the first touch. Fenrir, aliasing Attila, fought his way across Europe and was invincible. He was feared by humans and called the Scourge of God.

However, they were ambushed by the secret party in Europe. First, the "Knights of the Templar Church" went out in full force and pushed them into the Mercury River that dissolved the alchemical silver, causing the Dragon King's body to suffer trauma.

After escaping, the brainless Fenrir was bewitched by the love affair with the human secret party spy "Princess Honoria". In fact, Honoria wanted to get close to Fenrir and continuously weakened him with poisonous means. Finally, the assassin Idike killed Fenrir when everyone was not prepared.

Fortunately, Jörmungandr had already prepared the "eggs" for resurrection. Humans killed Attila, the Hun king, but failed to kill the King of Earth and Mountains.

Emiya also happened to say this, "...Actually, they didn't kill Attila. That wasn't where his real body was."

Xia Mi nodded... Suddenly, something felt wrong. Hmm? My identity was exposed?

The next second, the voice continued, "Attila's true identity is a 'wandering star soldier' ​​created by the 'predatory star' from beyond the Milky Way to destroy civilization."

"In other words, the more accurate name should be 'Giant God Attila'. To destroy civilization, Giant God Attila summoned the white giant Cefalu from the earth. It is a killing weapon that completely targets civilization, intellect, and technology."

"Sefalu destroyed and absorbed civilization, causing himself to grow enormously. He then spread this gigantism to Earth's creatures through a virus, causing all life on Earth to become enormous and violent. As a result, the White Giant swept through countless civilizations and even destroyed the gods. However, he was ultimately defeated by the Holy Sword."

"The so-called Attila the Hun King was nothing more than a brain dug out from the remains of a white giant by a group of steppe people. The so-called Hun King's experience was nothing more than a dream to the giant god Attila..."

Xia Mi's face was filled with disbelief when she heard this.

My first reaction was, how could you make up such an outrageous story?

My second reaction was, could I ask Norton to make one for me?

Chapter 131 One day, I will tear this piece into pieces

"Wait a minute... Brother, you spoke too quickly. Could you please go back a bit and explain what happened in detail? I also have a few questions."

Xia Mi wrote quickly, recording the "settings" that Emiya had mentioned in her notes. She thought it would be a good idea to rely on Emiya's stories to come up with the design plans for the Heroic Spirits in the future.

Emiya was able to display unique skills frequently, and he made rapid progress in alchemy, a field that even she was only vaguely familiar with, and even surpassed Norton in some aspects...

There must be some inevitable connection between this and the fact that Emiya himself has such a wild imagination.

As a famous saying goes, genius is 99% perspiration and 1% inspiration, but this 1% inspiration may be more important than the previous 99% perspiration!

Xia Mi felt that she should also study hard. Maybe one day she would suddenly get enlightened and learn all the seven kingdoms of alchemy, integrating them into her knowledge and reaching a higher level!

It's just learning, so simple! Let go of your Dragon King pride and work hard to learn from humans! A quick calculation shows she's making a little progress every day, a one percent improvement. After 365 days, she's grown 37.8 times her previous size!

Xia Mi tried hard to urge herself in her heart, I want to learn, learn until the sky can no longer cover my eyes, and the earth can no longer bury my heart, I want all living beings to understand how powerful I am, and I want those of my fellow tribesmen who look down on me to disappear!

While Xia Mi was quietly feeding herself a steady stream of inspirational speeches, Emiya realized that he seemed to be speaking too fast and didn't explain the entire process. "Give me some time to think about it. I don't remember much. I remember the process in between was..."

"Initially, the wandering giant Attila created his own clone on the surface, the white giant Cefalu. At this initial state, Cefalu was only 16 meters tall."

"During its invasion, it will continuously destroy and prey on Earth's native civilizations, and in the process, it will grow. Each time it grows, its size, durability, and strength will increase tenfold, so it will reach 160 meters, 1600 meters... and so on."

"Its growth method is called 'Magic Absorption.' This skill of the White Giant Cefalu is inherited from the Giant God Attila. It can unconditionally absorb magic that has been processed into spells. This spell encompasses all technology, knowledge, and civilization... In other words, any attack method that an intelligent creature can devise will become nourishment for its growth."

"During the battle, Sefalu also snatched a rainbow-colored sword from the strongest primordial god of war in the local civilization. Therefore, when the later head body, Attila the Hun, was excavated, she was also holding the sword of the god of war. This sword is the origin of the nickname 'God's Whip'..."

"Oooo!"

Xia Mi was recording with her hands. Although she felt that the content was becoming more and more exaggerated, her eyes were becoming brighter and brighter.

Xia Mi wished that this giant god Attila was herself, so that she could transform into a super giant god, single-handedly sweep across the entire planet, destroy the World Tree, and seize the Black King's bird throne...

As for Emiya, the most meritorious minister, she rewarded him with the position of personal guard before the Supreme Throne and the position of Prime Minister of the Kingdom of Asgard. And for Norton, who repeatedly mocked her, she would wave her hand and reluctantly show mercy and forgive his sins, granting him a high-class seat in Watalheim, where he only needed to forge weapons for her with his brother for eternity...

Just as Xia Mi was daydreaming, Emiya's voice pierced through her fragile, soap-bubble-like dream, resounding like a mighty bell, or like a heavy hammer gently waking her from her dormant heart:

"But even with such utterly wicked skills, even with the strongest flesh and bones capable of withstanding the heat of a star, Cefalu still failed. Pierced by the holy sword forged by the planet, it met its doom."

"Why!"

Xia Mi's eyes widened, and she instantly raised her voice and asked loudly. She couldn't understand why such an invincible "herself" could be defeated?

...It seems that Xia Mi really gave herself a lot of inner drama, and at this moment she seemed to have really immersed herself in it.

Emiya was bewildered by Xia Mi's slightly unwilling tone of questioning. "What's with your attitude, as if you're siding with the White Giant?" After hearing that, wouldn't a normal person be happy that Cefalu had been defeated?

"The reason is simple. Sefalu isn't invincible. His 'Magic Absorption' skill can only unconditionally absorb and transform magic related to civilization."

"The White Giant cannot transform pure life force. The holy sword forged from the planet uses magic power transformed from life force to attack. As long as the force is strong enough, the White Giant can be broken by the force."

Xia Mi frowned slightly feeling uncomfortable as she recorded all this, "With the strongest... vitality... it can be broken..."

The reason she felt bad was that the strongest life on this planet... wasn't it still the Black King?

But wasn't she trying to create a Titan costume just to defeat the Black King? Now Emiya says this Holy Sword of the Stars can defeat the White Titan... Could it be that even if she and Norton worked hard to create the Titan, it would still be overturned by the Black King's tactics?

When Xia Mi thought of this, she fell into anxiety and self-doubt about the future.

No! I, Jörmungandr, will never admit defeat!

One giant god isn't enough, there are still a bunch of heroic spirits! As long as they work harder and accumulate enough combat power, the firepower used for attack will continue to grow, and the road of hope will continue to extend!

So, she must not stop!

"Brother Emiya! Please, this isn't enough. I need more guidance...!"

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"Jörmungandr, do you think you're humorous? ... Can we fulfill the requests you've made with our current level?"

Inside the large cave at the foot of Tokyo Mountain, when Xia Mi contacted Norton again and proposed to build the "Giant God", the latter's tone obviously became much more impatient and he coldly rejected it.

On the ethereal screen of rising mercury, Norton busily moved the coffins of numerous heroic spirits from within Odinnibelung. To his left and right, countless blurry shadows shuttled back and forth, seemingly deadpools or alchemical ghouls, obeying Norton's urgent orders.

Norton felt that he was already busy enough taking on so much work by himself, and he really didn't have time to pay attention to Xia Mi's occasional boring giant god fantasies opposite him.