Jobless Reincarnation: Emiya the Great Hero Must Show His True Skills

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This was undoubtedly Obel's move. He used a special adhesive to fix Shirou's legs in place, and then, with lightning speed, he drew his twin swords from his waist.

"Northern God Flow, twenty strikes!"

It was supposed to be a 20-hit slash, but Aubert's movements were with both swords.

The double twenty-slash is as fast as lightning, and it is impossible for an ordinary person to dodge this attack.

Even Shirou, with his feet pinned to the ground, was unable to take any further action and could only watch helplessly as two swords pierced towards him.

But Ober's actions were still just a smokescreen.

The so-called "Twenty-Slash with Two Hands" does not exist at all; the opponent's move is a more insidious and narrower technique.

"The secret technique of the Northern God School... Oboro Jumonji."

Aubert threw the sword in mid-air, leaned his upper body backward, and reached for the third sword tucked into his waistband.

Yes, Aubert always carried three swords with him, and the last sword was not an ordinary sword, but a magical artifact.

Its effect is to ignore any defense and forcibly create wounds for the opponent.

This means that even if the opponent tries to block it by any means, they will be severely injured by this sword strike, which is absolutely impossible to block.

Under normal circumstances, Shirou would certainly not be able to block this attack.

But since Shirou came to participate in the civil war in the Kingdom of Asura, he knew how terrifying the crisis was, so how could he be unprepared?

Just as Aubert's attack was about to stab him, he suddenly reached behind him and pulled out a two-handed greatsword.

That was the weapon that Shirou had projected in advance to deal with this battle—the King Dragon Sword of the Northern God III!

"Gravity field!"

The moment Shirou gripped the greatsword with both hands, the gravity magic within the King Dragon Sword was suddenly activated. An astonishing gravity was created out of thin air around him, causing Obel, who was already full of confidence and certain of his victory, to change his expression drastically. Under the pull of gravity, he was unable to pierce Shirou and was instead dragged and thrown to the ground.

"Gravity magic? Could that be the Dragon King Sword?"

Obel recognized the weapon in Shirou's hand. He was first surprised that the King Dragon Sword was in the other's possession, and the next second he began to fight back as much as possible.

Even in this desperate situation, Aubert did not give up. He struggled to break free from the shackles of gravity magic and jumped backward as far as he could.

But Shirou would never give him a chance to escape.

"Wow!"

The two-handed greatsword unleashed a katana of light.

Shirou's all-out attack was aimed directly at Orbel.

"...!"

Obel held the sword horizontally, using the thickest part of the blade to block Shirou's attack, successfully blocking the sword and the Blade of Light.

Although the moves were blocked, the difference between the weapons was still visible to the naked eye.

Wang Longjian shattered the weapon in Aubert's hand, the blade completely breaking through Aubert's defenses and slashing towards him.

Ober tried desperately to block with his arms, but it was still no use.

The combined power of the Wanglong Sword and the Light Blade was unstoppable, piercing through Aubert's arm and chest in one fell swoop!

“…Brilliant, truly worthy of being a newly emerging power.”

Although Obel was defeated and even died, he still expressed his heartfelt praise for Shirou.

After he finished speaking, he suddenly collapsed to the ground and died tragically in a pool of blood.

Faced with Aubert's death, everyone at the execution ground was stunned, as if they had not yet reacted to the fact that a Northern Emperor had fallen!

Chapter 356 The Final Battle Against the Water God!

After being cleaved in two by Shirou's sword, Oberon of the North lay motionless in a pool of blood. Although his muscles twitched slightly for a few moments, his eyes had lost their light, signifying that he had met his end.

"How could this be?! This is impossible... Aubel! Wake up! Aubel! How could you die? How could you possibly lose?!"

Darius roared in disbelief upon seeing Obel's death.

For him, the Northern Emperor Ober was arguably the strongest card he could control, and Ober's death was no less than having his arms severed.

As Darius descended into madness, even gradually becoming insane, no one around him ever expected that the mighty Northern Emperor would be killed so easily.

In an instant, everyone looked at Shirou with fear, becoming even more certain that he was a terrifying being on par with the Seven Great Powers.

The nobles of Darius's faction were even more uneasy, their eyes glancing frequently in the direction of the second princess, Ariel. They had never expected that Ariel would have such a trump card, a power comparable to that of a great power, and they began to wonder if it was too late to surrender.

Ariel herself was just as surprised as everyone else by this result.

She never expected that Shirou would possess such exaggerated strength. She was both delighted and surprised, and her thoughts were in turmoil.

Of everyone present, only Shirou himself remained calm.

The death of Oberth did not cause him much of a stir.

Although Aubert and he had no enmity whatsoever, this is the battlefield, where there is no logic, only the choice between life and death.

Shirou chose to live, and he chose to ensure that those he cared about could live as well. To achieve this, he had to make all his rivals die!

Now that things have come to this, Shirou will not have any hesitation, and he will never doubt that the sword in his hand will kill all enemies who stand in his way!

"Master! Master Aubert!!"

At the scene, many people felt despair because of Aubel's death, but only Nakurjad was saddened by it.

Nakuljad already harbored deep hatred for Shirou because Shirou had killed his younger brother in the past.

As the one who guided him to become the King of the North, Aubel had always tried to enlighten him, teaching him not to be blinded by hatred, but to learn to wield the true sword.

Under Aubel's guidance, Nakurjad was actually on the verge of emerging from the shadows and learning to let go of his inner hatred.

But now, this person who was both his teacher and like a father to him has also been killed by Shirou.

With such deep-seated hatred, Nakuljad no longer hesitated. Even though Shirou had cut off one of his arms, he charged at Shirou like a madman, his face filled with hatred and madness, desperately trying to stab Shirou's body with his sword.

But it's obvious that this is impossible.

Even if Nakuljad hadn't lost an arm, he still wouldn't have been able to harm Shirou in the slightest.

"Ding,"

The moment the swords clashed, Shirou easily knocked the sword out of Nakuljad's hand.

Even without his sword, Nakuljad did not retreat. He lunged at Shirou almost frantically, trying to crush Shirou's neck with his claws and teeth.

Faced with this act, Shirou did not hesitate any longer and directly stabbed Nakurjad through the chest with his sword.

"Pfft!"

Amidst the splattering of blood, following the Northern Emperor, another Northern King died at Shirou's hands.

Nakuljad did not seem to die immediately; he stared intently at Shirou with his blood-red pupils, as if trying to imprint Shirou's image completely into his mind.

"Why...why were you able to kill them without batting an eye?!"

"Because I want to protect the people I want to protect."

"Heh heh heh heh... Then I'll curse you! I curse all those you're supposed to protect to die a violent death! I curse you to never find release, to struggle in hell your entire life! Shirou Grellard, I'll wait for you in the underworld, I'll curse you forever, ahhhhhh!!!!"

Nakurjad uttered a final, desperate curse, then his eyes quickly lost their color, and he, along with his brother and master, met a violent end.

"..."

Shirou silently closed his eyes in response.

After a brief silence, when he opened his eyes again, all the confusion and doubt had vanished, leaving only a firm thought—to save those he wanted to save, he would kill everything that stood in his way!

He would not hesitate to transform into a demon or monster!

At the execution ground, with the deaths of the Northern Emperor Ober and the Northern King Nakurjad, of the remaining two Northern Kings, Vita remained unconscious, while Isis had lost all will to fight.

The members of Darius's faction exchanged strange glances. They had clearly realized that the faction of the First Prince Gravel was no longer a match for the faction of the Second Princess Ariel. Since Gravel and Darius were still present, they wouldn't openly defect, but their restless hearts were clearly about to burst.

"Damn it, damn it!!!"

Darius is going crazy.

The fact that all of his subordinates, the Northern Emperor and the Northern King, had been killed in battle and defeated drove him to the brink of madness. He desperately tried to find a way to change the situation.

But before he could come up with a good solution, Shirou's eyes were already on him.

Long, long ago, Shirou attempted to assassinate Darius, even using the form of the Heroic Spirit Emiya, but he still failed and Darius survived.

Now that things have come to this, Shirou naturally cannot let Darius go.

Whether for the safety of Ariel and the others, or simply to kill this wicked villain, he would not hesitate to let Darius die!

"Snapped!"

Shirou raised the King Dragon Sword in his hand and swung it without looking up.

An astonishing sword aura erupted from his hand, shooting straight toward Darius!

"babble--!!"

The sword energy that Shirou casually unleashed with the King Dragon Sword was practically the Grim Reaper's scythe for an ordinary person like Darius; even the most sturdy magical artifact would find it difficult to block.

Under normal circumstances, Shirou's sword strike would have absolutely killed Darius, leaving him with no trace of his body.

However, Shirou's sword energy was ultimately blocked.

The one who blocked this sword was none other than the one who had never stood on Darius's side, yet was someone who could never be ignored—the current water goddess, Lydia.

"Sorry, this guy can't die yet."

The current water god said this and stood up from his seat.

Her petite frame, her skin covered in deep wrinkles, and the beautiful golden sword she held, which she leaned on the ground like a cane.

Despite being a withered old woman, no one in the Kingdom of Asura dared to underestimate her. In fact, many people considered the water goddess Leta to be even more important than the king of the Kingdom of Asura.

After all, in this world, strength always has a greater impact on reality than things like wealth or status.

A king's command might be able to mobilize a vast army, but a god-like being can single-handedly destroy an entire army!

Darius was able to act so arbitrarily in the Kingdom of Asura not only because of his position as a high-ranking minister, but also because of his past favor to the water god. As long as the current water god was alive, no one could kill Darius.

In other words, to kill Darius, you must defeat the current water god!

This can be described as an unsolvable problem.

For Shirou, even if the problem is unsolvable, he must solve it. Before coming to the Kingdom of Asura, he had already prepared to face the water goddess Reda!

This battle was destined to come.

Even if it means fighting against the water god, he will never back down!

"Snapped!"

Without uttering any further words, Shirou planted the Wanglong Sword on the ground, his cold expression clearly declaring war.

However, the water goddess Reda did not make a move immediately. Instead, she spoke quietly: "Your name is Shirou, right? I received a letter from the sword god Galfarion a long time ago. He asked me to teach you the techniques of the Water God Style. I never expected that we would meet in such a situation."

"I have no choice but to kill Darius."

"Well, I don't blame you for anything. I just regret that we couldn't meet in a more suitable setting. After all, I also have some expectations for defeating the Dragon God Orsteed."

The water goddess Leda spoke in a calm tone, but despite her outward appearance, Shirou sensed an undeniable and terrifying pressure emanating from the old woman.

The Water God continued, "But that's fine too. As the saying goes, real combat is the best teacher. If you can defeat me in battle, you will surely understand the secrets of the Water God Style. If you are not even my match, then it's time to stop here, because in that case, you would never be able to challenge Orsteed."

As soon as she finished speaking, the water goddess Leda, holding a golden sword, walked down from the high platform step by step.

With each step the old woman took, the sounds from all directions grew fainter until finally everything fell silent, and it was as if one could hear everyone's heartbeat...

"Clap!"

The next second, even though the Water God didn't swing his sword or make any extra movements, all the swords in the hall produced strange noises, as if they had been subjected to some kind of vibration or were in a special resonance. Some military officers even had to hold on tightly to their weapons to prevent the swords hanging at their waists from falling off.

Faced with this situation, Shirou's forehead broke out in a cold sweat.

Although this was not the first time he had faced a god-level figure, it was the first time he had truly confronted a god-level being at full power.

Previously, whether facing the Dragon God Orsteed, the Sword God Galfarion, or the Second God of the North, they had never seriously used their full strength.

Later, although Shirou defeated Alexander, the current Northern God III, in a direct confrontation, Alexander was merely a figurehead with the title of Northern God; his actual strength did not reach the level of a god.

That's why the water god before him is the first god-level being that Shirou has truly challenged!

Just by standing there, his aura was enough to make people feel an oppressive feeling that made it hard to breathe, not to mention that the water god seemed to have opened up some kind of domain, causing all the swords and blades on the scene to fall into a strange tremor.