Chapter 137 The Technique of Unlimited [Black Flash]
"You won't succeed!!!"
The monk (Pseudo-Geto) did not know if that weapon could destroy an active Domain, and that is something the Inverted Spear of Heaven also cannot do.
But since Emiya was displaying such confidence, how could he not be cautious?
Because the area was still within the range of the Domain, there was no need for extra contact or movement. The monk merely shook his sleeve, and the ground immediately buckled up massive stone slabs for obstruction due to the large gravity differential.
Calling them stone slabs is inaccurate, because the height and thickness of these things were several meters, approaching the size of boulders, only their shape was remarkably neat.
Bang—!
Rule Breaker, flying in mid-air, was ultimately incapable of turning in mid-flight. No matter how fast it was, it merely embedded itself into the stone slab.
But the moment the monk slightly relaxed his guard, the short dagger embedded within suddenly exploded along with the stone slab—the power of the explosion was reduced since it was contained by the external material, but the scene only became more chaotic.
"Simulated Creation... Trace on!"
The fragments of rock that exploded outwards were turned into bullet-like projectiles under the monk's Cursed Technique augmentation, while Emiya immediately projected a long-handled sword with hollow patterns for himself, which, along with dozens of swords behind him, flew toward the opponent's position.
With all the focus placed on the enemy in front, the defense on the other side was inevitably delayed.
At least seven or eight attacks grazed Emiya's body, the most severe one almost penetrating his right arm, yet he disregarded all these injuries.
As long as he completely closes the distance to the opponent, the balance of victory can be instantly tipped.
The monk clearly realized that Emiya had given up on defense. He even manipulated the largest piece of debris to smash towards Emiya's body with terrifying momentum.
The terrifying mass would instantly pierce the body, and in an attack that removes most of the body's organization, human survival is nearly impossible.
Unless the existence form has changed to something like Sukuna, who lacks a true physical body and possesses superb [Reverse Cursed Technique] skills.
"So modern Sorcerers, only knowing this kind of combat style is too...!
....What's going on?!"
The monk, who thought victory was assured, suddenly found that he had lost perception and control over the Domain and his Cursed Technique ability.
He turned his head and realized that the flesh-and-blood tree not far behind him had inexplicably burst into purple flames.
No, it wasn't exactly inexplicable... because not all the sword blades Emiya had thrown just now were aimed in his direction; some had been shot toward the area behind him.
Among those weapons, the object planted right in the center of the [Womb Profusion]'s trunk was the most conspicuous.
Rule Breaker —hadn't he just realized the unique nature of this weapon?
"How could this be...!!!"
Bang—!
Carrying a few spatters of his own blood, Emiya successfully landed in front of the monk, crouching down, fully charging for his next slash.
And under the spray of blood, the black sword blade strangely erupted with a crimson glow.
"Yes, how could this be?
They told you that I possess various powerful Noble Phantasms, but didn't they tell you that these Noble Phantasms can be projected repeatedly?"
In fact, as long as Emiya's magical energy and reserves are sufficient, projecting multiple explosive Noble Phantasms simultaneously is not a problem at all.
As he spoke, black Cursed Power had already climbed from Emiya's hand all the way up the crimson-dyed sword blade until it shone with a dazzling light.
"What is this too...?!
That's right, it's a [Black Flash]."
The Domain had been forcibly destroyed, and the Cursed Technique [Anti-Gravity System] inscribed in the body had temporarily entered the state of [Cursed Technique Burnout]. The monk could no longer easily intercept physical slashes as he did moments ago.
However, the remaining [Cursed Spirit Manipulation] could still be used. He just hadn't expected Emiya to be able to easily apply the technique of [Black Flash] to a long-handled weapon.
"[Bug Consumption]!"
Several centipede Cursed Spirits, each several meters long, simultaneously crawled out of the monk's sleeve, their limbs wiggling. They squeezed together to form a mouth-like action, wrapping around Emiya's body.
Unfortunately, this level of Cursed Spirit is negligible under the slash augmented by [Black Flash].
Boom—!
The bodies of these insects were all severed under the seductive light of black and crimson interweaving. Not even this demonic sword, which absorbs blood, was willing to absorb their filthy purple blood.
And just as the crimson light barely suppressed the black, the sword blade, raised to its apex, was once again covered by the light of [Black Flash].
Boom—!
The light that cleaved down was once again blocked by the Cursed Spirit the opponent summoned, but it didn't matter.
Because the next attack could always perfectly link up with the previous slash, giving the enemy no chance to react or dodge.
No matter how many Cursed Spirits the monk had to use as cannon fodder, capturing Cursed Spirits would never be easier than wielding the sword once.
One slash, one slash, and another slash—there was no pause between each attack, and every single one perfectly triggered the special move known as [Black Flash].
Whether they were insects, birds, or large, door-like Cursed Spirits, they could only withstand one such slash.
The monk barely had a chance to dodge or retreat because every attack came quickly and perfectly locked down his movements, forcing him only to buy time with Cursed Spirits.
The sword named Hrunting, finally received its legendary high-point moment in Emiya's hand, one that was never even described in its original myth.
This was a utilization Emiya only realized after successfully grasping the technique of [Black Flash]—the concept of Hrunting is already a demonic sword that, when swung, will inflict the 'correct' slash on the opponent (One of the powers of Hruntin is that it can launch the most optimal slash with a mere ordinary swing). So, by adding the principle of [Black Flash] to it, shouldn't he be able to easily land this maximum-power strike?
Because the principle of [Black Flash] is the spatial distortion generated when the conflict error between a strike and Cursed Power is within 0.000001 seconds, no Sorcerer can intentionally land a [Black Flash].
The current record holder for consecutive [Black Flash] in the Jujutsu world is Kento Nanami, whom Emiya is familiar with, with a streak of 4 hits.
Through Emiya's specialized experiments, the upper limit for [Black Flash] struck using Hrunting is uncounable.
As long as the Cursed Power and stamina remain sufficient, [Black Flash] can become a constant power augmentation, dealing considerable damage to the enemy.
And while the power of [Black Flash] is indeed based on the original force of the attack, don't forget that Hrunting's original owner, Beowulf, was also a Heroic Spirit famous for his strength.
Under the pursuit of multiple slashes, the monk's movements finally failed to keep up with the speed of the blade being swung. Emiya brought a fierce, downward strike right toward his head!
Boom————!
The sword cleaved straight down into the ground, causing the heavily battered embankment to finally lose its original form, shattering completely into countless large fragments toward the surging river below.
Mechamaru Zero, now only one-armed, could no longer do anything to change the situation of the collapse.
Fortunately, Emiya had already anticipated the collapse of the support beneath his feet. Guided by Hrunting, he stepped on the debris, rushing toward the monk, who was falling ahead of him, pouring his entire body weight and the momentum from the jump into the next slash.
"Now, take this one properly!!!"
——————Boom!!!
Even with several Cursed Spirits acting as a shield, it was useless, as the immensely powerful slash even cleaved the surrounding rocks in half. It also sent the monk's body smashing through several falling stones at a more terrifying speed, plummeting toward the ground.
Thud!!!
Looking at the high plume of smoke that erupted by the riverbank, Emiya, still above the lake, was about to continue the pursuit when he suddenly heard a new, unfamiliar voice from afar—
"[Ice Formation Cursed Technique - Frost Calm]!!!"
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