A person is in Type-Moon, goes out, and then picks up an Outer God girl?

Memories of her childhood when her parents were still alive emerged in her mind, and the corners of Yang Yuhuan's mouth gradually rose. The Yang family at that time were the most relaxed days in her memory. Although they were already vague, even after her parents passed away, the days of wandering with her brothers and sisters, although hard, were also some happy memories, which were completely different from the feelings after entering the palace.

If possible, Yang Yuhuan did not want to be a royal concubine. Only after she had truly been a royal concubine once, she would know that being a royal concubine could not bring happiness and smiles to everyone. It would only make her sink deeper and deeper into the helpless situation again and again...

It wasn't until I was pushed to the forefront that I realized what kind of storm I was in...

So this time, in this reincarnation, Yang Yuhuan wants to be an ordinary girl like Van Gogh, and bring smiles to the people around her in her own way!

It is hard to rely on human love, but now I am honored to be favored by you.

I am afraid that the beauty will grow old, but it feels as cold as the autumn wind and the round fan.

Even if immortals live forever, how can that compare to earthly fate?

I asked him, "How can the annual meeting be compared to the day and night time with you?"

Suddenly, the melody that had been paused for a long time changed again, but Duanmu Ye's figure in Yang Yuhuan's eyes became clearer and more prominent.

The yellow costume gleamed with extra light under the surrounding firelight, like a golden sun. It was clearly swaying constantly due to the battle, but it did not move very far and still stood there motionless, shining with its own brilliance.

Gradually, the hazy mist that enveloped Duanmu Ye gradually dissipated. The slight chill he had felt towards the surroundings from the beginning also completely disappeared at this moment, vanishing without a trace...

At this moment, Duanmu Ye, who did not notice Yang Yuhuan and Van Gogh, felt the heat flowing through his body after responding to Miyamoto Musashi's question.

This golden costume seemed to be that of Emperor Xuanzong of Tang, but Duanmu Ye knew clearly that he was not himself. Even if he put on this spiritual robe and this costume, he was not Emperor Xuanzong of Tang, let alone Li Longji.

Compared to the identity played in the song, Duanmu Ye believed that the voice coming from the void was more like Emperor Xuanzong of Tang himself, and he was just the actor wearing the clothes.

Using the power contained in the melody, Duanmu Ye easily dealt with the unique skills of hundreds of schools displayed by Miyamoto Musashi.

Whether it was the various unique skills of the two-sword style or the one-sword style, or even the sword skills of swinging multiple swords at the same time, Miyamoto Musashi did not hide his skills at all and poured them all out.

However, Duanmu Ye, who had witnessed the swordsmanship of Lancelot and Diarmuid before and secretly learned a little bit of insignificant sword skills, now combined with the blessing brought by this spiritual robe, was able to deal with Miyamoto Musashi, whose power of gods and Buddhas was restricted by the barrier of Oda Nobunaga's "Sixth Heaven Demon King Maru", and it could be said that he was evenly matched.

Duanmu Ye did not want to end the battle quickly, but the divinity coming from the spiritual clothes told him that he had to respect the opera. Once it started, there was no possibility of interruption!

The power of the opera god made Duanmu Ye feel helpless, but before Miyamoto Musashi revealed a flaw that would definitely lead to his defeat, Duanmu Ye had to wait, waiting for the song "Song of Everlasting Sorrow" to end, so that he could be freed from it.

With this thought in mind, Duanmu Ye looked up again. Even though he had used all his skills, Miyamoto Musashi still did not leave any trace on his body. He did not look depressed at all.

On the contrary, at this moment, the space behind Miyamoto Musashi, who was holding two swords, was gradually distorting, and there was a hint of madness on her face that made her more courageous as the battle went on.

She was breaking through, breaking through the suppression of the fire barrier on her!

She... is risking her life!

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Today is just one update, I am so addicted to brushing FGO bonds... The big hero is only half a grid away from 15 bonds

Pipa, Flame, Sun: Chapter 46: The Four Elements? There's wind, right?

Behind Miyamoto Musashi, the extremely familiar Nio Dharma Image of Duanmu Ye appeared again, even more prominent than the phantom he had encountered head-on last time. This was only under the restriction of Oda Nobunaga's "Sixth Heavenly Demon King Mara". Under this barrier against all Servants with divinity and mysterious Servants, the Nio Heavenly Phenomenon was stabilized without reservation.

Was it because the Demon Lord Nobunaga's barrier was being weakened by Okita Souji through contact with him, or was it because Miyamoto Musashi had already surpassed the level of Oda Nobunaga's Noble Phantasm...

Duanmu Ye had no idea what the extent of the Noble Phantasm she displayed at this moment was, as from the very beginning, Miyamoto Musashi had never truly used it.

But the problem is not without clue, because in Duanmu Ye's memory, the level of Oda Nobunaga's "Sixth Heavenly Demon King Maru" should be between E and EX, while Miyamoto Musashi's Noble Phantasm level is fixed at A.

Although this rating is only used for observation, it is precisely because of the instability of the treasure from Oda Nobunaga that Duanmu Ye can draw a conclusion, that is, the barrier of the "Sixth Heaven Demon King Mara" controlled by the Demon King Nobunaga is gradually weakening with the passage of time.

This ability belonging to Oda Nobunaga is not controlled by the Demon King Nobunaga. It has only been about five minutes since Oda Nobunaga was killed by Okita Souji. The signs of gradual decline are not obvious. This is indeed too weak for Duanmu Ye's observation at the moment.

Of course, the most important reason is that the flames around Demon King Nobunaga, which were weakened by the presence of Okita Souji when he first appeared, further increased. This event made Duanmu Ye believe that Demon King Nobunaga had this barrier firmly in his hands and even brought it to the level of EX.

But now it seems that she had completely overestimated the Demon King Nobunaga of this time and space. As the incarnation of Oda Nobunaga in another world, she did not choose the most appropriate "possession", but chose to become an independent Servant and participate in this abnormal Holy Grail War.

Duanmu Ye thought, if it were him, instead of using the Holy Grail to package himself as a separate Servant, it would be better to take over Oda Nobunaga's body from the beginning. After all, among the sides of Demon King Nobunaga, there is the side that is closest to Oda Nobunaga. While taking his treasure for himself, he can also transform into a Kamen Rider and use the sword as his own liberation device to switch his spiritual base.

But soon, Duanmu Ye thought of something. That was during the first contact with Oda Nobunaga, he clearly noticed that Oda Nobunaga had the urge to draw his sword for a moment. Although he did not complete the process in the end, that action was still deeply remembered even now.

Such a contradictory picture made Duanmu Ye fall into some thought. It is undeniable that Oda Nobunaga used the body of an artificial human to complete the possession. After all, this is what Van Gogh's painting meant. Not to mention that when he was looking for Oda Nobunaga before, he ran into Miyamoto Musashi. Duanmu Ye saw countless destroyed incubators and the crooked artificial humans similar to Oda Nobunaga lying on the ground. It is definitely not the impossible thing that there are multiple isotopes.

Duanmu Ye knew that as the demon Nobunaga behind the scenes wanted to dominate the world with his own abilities, so it was not impossible that he was controlling Oda Nobunaga from behind. The sword in her hand that seemed to be pulled out but was not pulled out was the thread of the demon Nobunaga, used to control every Oda Nobunaga who walked out of the incubator and chose to pick up the sword.

With this idea in mind, Duanmu Ye somewhat believed that the existence of Oda Nobunaga and Demon King Nobunaga was probably like the protagonist who traveled through time and space and the old grandfather who lived in the sword. At that time, Oda Nobunaga must have been instigated by Demon King Nobunaga to have the idea of ​​drawing the sword for a moment, but she knew what would happen after drawing the sword, so she never did so.

Based on this speculation, Duanmu Ye probably understood why the Demon King Nobunaga did not complete the possession of Oda Nobunaga's body in the first place, but appeared at the moment as an independent Servant.

However, one thing to note is that as the barrier surrounding Oda Nobunaga's "Sixth Heavenly Demon Lord Maru" gradually weakens, it also confirms the strength of the battle between Demon Lord Nobunaga and Okita Souji. The outcome seems to be a very direct glimpse into the future...

"Where are you looking?"

Suddenly, Miyamoto Musashi's voice interrupted Duanmu Ye's thoughts. At this moment, Duanmu Ye realized that he had fallen into a dead end without knowing when.

There was no longer just one Niou Tensho, but four of them, existing simultaneously in his four directions. In their hands they held four completely different weapons: a knife, a sword, a pestle, and a whip. Even above those four weapons, four completely different elements: wind, fire, water, and earth, were constantly rotating.

Wait, wind?!

It was as if he had grasped the most crucial information, or even the only breakthrough. Duanmu Ye, who was almost in a dilemma because of the magic power that was constantly approaching him, now had a little more confidence at this moment.

In an instant, facing Niou Tenxiang who was wielding a knife and Miyamoto Musashi who was facing him head-on, Duanmu Ye had something in his hand that could not possibly appear here.

That one was a blurry mass of flesh and blood, a charred piece of flesh that had not been completely burned by the flames when he was testing whether he could use Hastur's mechanism to create an avatar for himself.

Because it was the product of being burned by Cthugha's flames, the charred layer on its body was particularly hard and even thick. It was thick enough to make this piece of meat, which was not completely burned by Cthugha's flames, lose a considerable amount of activity on the surface.

The charred black meat pieces that look like lion's head meatballs are filled with a considerable amount of carcinogens just by looking at them, making it difficult for normal people to eat them. Even if they pick them up, they will think of throwing them away the first time.

But Duanmu Ye did not have such an idea. After all, for him, as long as it might be useful at a critical moment, he would find a way to keep it and keep it in his own hands.

Just like when he was in the Kthugya mode before, Duanmu Ye cut off a part of the burned part himself and used it as a container to store the fragments of the Holy Grail. Even though the final result of that first attempt before coming here was a failure, he still kept it on his body.

At this moment, the huge meat ball was still filled with some activity, which was almost the same vitality as the followers of the Old Ones. Duanmu Ye wondered what kind of disaster would be caused if he really used Hastur's power to create an avatar of the same size and mass as himself.

Fortunately, such a plan is ultimately impossible to accomplish. As a result of Hastur's power, the extended part of the body is not capable of regenerating into an independent entity. If it is treated as something else...

Maybe that's a method...

However, in his rapidly thinking brain, such thoughts always occupied a secondary position. He watched Miyamoto Musashi's sword getting closer and closer to him, and the elemental force coming from the surroundings continued to tear the surrounding space apart.

Duanmu Ye did not hesitate at all and crushed the charred layer with his hands, which was perhaps harder than granite. As expected, the flying fragments scratched Duanmu Ye's arm, which was not in any state, and the recovery abilities were not applied to him immediately.

Such a scene of self-mutilation naturally did not escape Miyamoto Musashi's keen eyes, but she did not understand why the other party would suddenly use such a method to hurt his own body.

Could it be that... he has gone insane because he was forced into a desperate situation by himself?

Miyamoto Musashi frowned. The two sides had been evenly matched since the beginning, which made her think too much involuntarily. After all, no matter how many methods she had used to try to defeat the opponent, the opponent could always reach a delicate balance with her.

This feeling was somewhat difficult for her, who had always pursued victory. Although competing with a strong opponent made her blood boil, the fact that they were always evenly matched made it difficult for her not to wonder if the opponent was insulting her by not using his full strength from the beginning...

Of course, this thought only lasted a very short time. Then, she saw that the Niwang Celestial Image, which was supposed to carry the power of wind, was instantly targeted by Duanmu Ye's bloody hand. The blood that continuously spurted from his palm soaked the false yet real Dharma image that was supposed to be composed of magic power...

A strange and bloody scene appeared in less than a blink of an eye. Perhaps it was because of the third eye, the time in Miyamoto Musashi's eyes was stretched out very long. Things that should have happened in less than a blink of an eye were now proceeding step by step according to the plan.

The Dharma image on the right side that controlled the power of wind was gradually corroded by blood. Amidst the bursts of smoke that came from unknown reasons, it was dyed a yellow color that could not be described in words, giving it a layer of yellow coat.

A yellow coat?

For some reason, Miyamoto Musashi suddenly had a very bad premonition. The Dharma image that was obviously only stained with blood seemed to spread throughout his body along the non-existent meridians and blood vessels in a very short time.

However, when Miyamoto Musashi realized that something was wrong and wanted to retreat, there was no hope for improvement.

Duanmu Ye's right hand, which had crushed the meatball, was filled with thick and smelly blood. The wounds that were turned outward due to scratches were now like hungry monsters greedily devouring the surrounding magic power.

The arm, which could hardly be called a "hand", had now escaped Duanmu Ye's control. To be more precise, it had escaped the control of this spiritual robe. The entire right arm exploded instantly when it crushed the meat ball, leaving behind an arm covered in blood and exposed.

At this moment, the Niou Dharma Image, which symbolizes the wind, has been completely absorbed by the wound on his right hand, and turned into the only "sword" that carries the power of "Hasta". When facing Miyamoto Musashi who wanted to retreat, it stretched out in her direction.

Regardless of the simultaneous attacks from behind and on the left, when Miyamoto Musashi wanted to retreat, he chose to break through from the front where Miyamoto Musashi was.

Although there was a gap on the right where the King of Wind was located, who was swallowed by him, Duanmu Ye did not intend to use that position as an escape route.

What he needed was to make Miyamoto Musashi withdraw in a suitable way after he had played some of his cards. Only when Miyamoto Musashi withdrew could he better intervene in the battle between Okita Souji and the Demon King Nobunaga, and carry out his plan of "the fisherman benefits from the conflict between the two sides".

However, looking at the arm that was as fast as a flying arrow, Miyamoto Musashi had a few beads of sweat on his forehead, but he did not feel any helplessness or despair.

The double swords in his hands were swung at the first moment, but were blocked by the invisible wind swirling around his arms. The ability from the "Nobleman of Wind" could block projectiles below level B, but at this moment, Duanmu Ye's arms were approaching Miyamoto Musashi as projectiles, and this ability to be immune to projectiles also became a way to block attacks below level B.

The attack that was almost certain to hit made Miyamoto Musashi's forehead sweat more and more. The sparks flying everywhere from the two swords swung made Miyamoto Musashi hold his breath continuously. He used highly concentrated attention to make himself more focused and use his third eye to detect the flaws hidden in this unique "sword".

But with the wind everywhere, how could Miyamoto Musashi find such a gap? All her attacks were like cutting on water droplets. Although they caused damage, they gathered together again in the surrounding water and became new water droplets.

Only an extremely crisp sound of breaking and snapping was heard in the ears, and the two swords that were constantly swinging at high speed in Miyamoto Musashi's hands finally broke under the heavy weight under the wind that was spinning and tearing apart everything in its path.

And Duanmu Ye's hand has only reached this point...

Are we really going to lose?

This thought appeared in Miyamoto Musashi's mind, but she was unwilling to accept such a result.

Although she had lost her two swords, she still held the broken sword in her hands. Since it was an attack that was sure to hit, then let him hit!

The next moment, blood splattered in the air, and the sound of flesh being cut was particularly obvious...

Pipa, Flame, Sun: Chapter 47: Live and die together?

As the crimson blood splattered, it gradually turned into a magical light spot and dissipated. A huge cut appeared on Miyamoto Musashi's face, spanning the entire left cheek and destroying the left eye as well.

Extremely horrifying blood marks appeared on Miyamoto Musashi's face in an instant, and at that moment, the blood and flesh were shattered by the wind. Miyamoto Musashi used his injury to create an opportunity to approach Duanmu Ye.

The completely exposed bloody hand had an extraordinary force of wind. Even though he possessed the ability to manifest gods and Buddhas, he could not use his treasure to control the whirlwinds in his hand.

But this whirlwind also exposed a very obvious weakness...

That is, at this moment, only the exposed arm on Duanmu Ye's body carried the power of the wind. There was no wind field on the other intact clothes on his body that could block all attacks.

The two broken swords in his hands did not seem to retreat in the slightest because of their own damage. Even after losing most of the sword body, the extremely sharp blades still cut through the golden robe with incredible precision. It even wanted to go a step further and try to cause some further damage to the flesh while cutting through the costume.

Feeling the pain on his face and the obstructed vision from losing one of his third eyes, a smile of success gradually appeared on Miyamoto Musashi's face.

The double knives in his hands felt like they were cutting through flesh and blood. There was no doubt that his plan of exchanging injuries for injuries had taken effect at this moment.

The previous blade was unable to penetrate the yellow robe, but the opponent himself chose to destroy this defensive treasure that was almost impossible to destroy with conventional attacks, as if his head was hit by a door.

Miyamoto Musashi was secretly delighted with his victory, not only because Duanmu Ye had chosen to destroy the clothes that his two swords had been unable to damage before, which made it possible for his sword to easily damage the clothes and even the flesh wrapped in them.

And she had bet right that the opponent's costume could not block the power of gods and Buddhas contained in the Niou Tensho. To put it more bluntly, the opponent's costume was not an ordinary item, and her own power of gods and Buddhas was just slightly higher than the opponent's protective gear, which also came from the gods, and could break through that layer of protection from the power of gods.

Now, when this layer of protection was broken, Duanmu Ye's behavior was like cutting off an arm, or even all her life. As long as she could complete all the moves of Ertian Yishu at this moment, she would be able to use the blade that pierced into the opponent's chest to complete the final execution!

"Namo, Tenmang Daijizai Deva—use the sword energy to cut through its aura...! This sword is my way of the sky, my life! Ishana, the great celestial phenomenon—!"

At this moment, all the Niou Tensho that had cut through the air around him were retracted, and a substantial Dharma body that was not huge but could distort the space suddenly appeared behind Miyamoto Musashi.

This should be the first time that she truly used her Noble Phantasm in this battle. Although for Miyamoto Musashi, the use of Noble Phantasm does not require too many prerequisites, after all, it has the power to directly supply demons with inhibitory force. If it were not for the suppression of Oda Nobunaga's barrier just now, otherwise she might have chosen to use the Noble Phantasm to break through this layer of defense as soon as she realized that the other party was wearing the protective gear of God.

However, such things are nothing to Miyamoto Musashi. It can even be said that the scars on her face that can definitely be called "fatal wounds" are not worth mentioning to her.

At this moment, the originally broken blade was instantly repaired under the effect of the Noble Phantasm's chanting, as if it was specially designed to pierce Duanmu Ye's body at this moment. In the previous attack, the ability to restore the weapon by using the Noble Phantasm was retained.

Despite this, the feeling of piercing flesh and blood did not come from the blades of the two swords. Even the celestial phenomena that should have been summoned behind him did not move at this moment.

what happened?

Miyamoto Musashi was stunned. She couldn't understand why there was no magical fluctuation even though she had released the Noble Phantasm. The flames that suppressed her power had now mostly dissipated, so there was no problem even if she used the Noble Phantasm.

However, at this moment, not a single bit of magic power flowed from her, as if the treasure had never been released. The broken blade had not recovered, and there was no feeling of piercing flesh and blood from it.

When he looked up again, he found that Duanmu Ye had the same scars on his face as himself, which were even more terrifying and shocking.

As time passed, drops of blood dripped onto the only remaining right eye. At this moment, the only remaining eye was contaminated by the blood that seemed to come alive and became extremely blurred.

Tinnitus, severe tinnitus swirled in the cochlea, and his sight and hearing completely parted ways with him at this moment. The last thing reflected in Miyamoto Musashi's eyes was the extremely horrific wound on Duanmu Ye's face.

what is that?

Is it the same wound as mine?

But why? That kind of wound was clearly what should have appeared on his own face, so why did it appear on Duanmu Ye's face at the same time?

He even seemed to feel nothing, and kept reaching out to touch his back...

Wait, behind me?

Miyamoto Musashi seemed to suddenly think of something and wanted to turn around to look at the scene behind her, but when she tried to turn her head, the reality that there was no picture coming from her eyes pulled her back.

Time slowed down very slowly at this moment, as if the restraining force was making an exceptional intervention for himself. Although he couldn't do much, he could still think and observe.

However, this extremely idealistic theory was ruthlessly shattered by reality. Duanmu Ye seemed to have been prepared for this. She polluted her remaining sight with blood and used the tinnitus caused by unknown reasons to destroy her ability to distinguish the direction and picture from the surrounding sounds.

Miyamoto Musashi felt a little scared by the other party's thorough knowledge of him. There was no doubt that even if he was interfered with by the restraining force, which allowed him to create some miracles in this infinitely slowed-down time and space, the other party's foresight and advance preparation made Miyamoto Musashi feel a little cold on his back.

She didn't believe in coincidences. Everything had a cause and an effect, but at this moment, what was the cause and what was the effect...