The guard next to him nodded as if he understood, and left the street with him. "Didn't the doctor teach you the basic common sense of the empire?" Number 88 frowned and looked unhappily at Shirou Emiya who was also holding a bow beside him. This was the second time Emiya Shirou stopped himself. "Hey! Hey! Hey! Now is not the time to worry about the life or death of that boy. He just shot down the sword arrow you shot, and he didn't even join the mind network!!" Emiya 97 seemed to be unaware of the tense atmosphere. He pointed at Emiya Shirou in great surprise. You should know that under normal circumstances, without taking medicine, the products projected by the artificial people entering the mental network are basically unusable. Just like a piece of paper, it can easily break into pieces with just the slightest force. The improvement of their mental strength allows them to better adapt to their strong bodies, and the emergence of the mind network allows them to share their projection experience and experience in using various magic. And quick, rapid and large-scale analysis on various trainings.

As for who taught them the projection magic, it was of course the omnipotent Dr. Fashion. However, Dr. Fashion only mastered ordinary projection magic and did not have the same magical abilities as theirs. Even if Dr. Fashion used Shirou Emiya's magic circuit, he had no way of projecting permanent objects like these androids. There is also no way to analyze and project those imperial tools. This is also the topic he has been studying. But it is obvious that No. 97 does not care at all about the life or death of the young man. Life or death has nothing to do with him. Although from a practical point of view, the life and death of the young man has absolutely nothing to do with No. 97. After all, it was number 88 who wanted to kill the young man. "How strange! Is this a new individual created by the doctor who has been locking himself in the laboratory recently?" No. 124 was also stroking his chin and thinking, but he was not thinking about the main body. Because they once asked the doctor, since they were artificial humans created based on that magic circuit, they should have a real body. Dr. Fashion’s response was that their original bodies had long since passed away, which is why you were born. And it is true that in the past month or so since their birth, they have not seen any existence similar to their original bodies in the empire. If they had any physical reaction when they met Shirou Emiya, then they did have it. It was just that due to their preconceived notions, they did not think that Shirou Emiya was the real person. It is just believed that it is a special individual created by Dr. Fashion. It seems that Dr. Fashion has been in the laboratory studying this aspect. "If we talk about common sense, when people are killed, they die. Human life should not be taken away so easily!" Shirou Emiya stared at number 88 with a sharp gaze, without any sign of retreat. There was no way he would allow No. 88 to kill someone in front of him just to hide himself. "In the Empire, being able to die like this is something worth wishing for." But No. 88 did not retreat, and also looked directly at Emiya Shirou.

In this troubled empire, being able to die peacefully is a luxury in itself. "You are very strange—" In No. 88's right hand, he was holding a very standard imperial longsword tightly. If it was a newly born android that was not connected to the mental network, it would not understand so much. Number 88 just felt that there was something wrong with Shirou Emiya, but he didn't know what the problem was. "Qiang————!" The sound of metal hitting metal exploded in the air. Instead of waiting for No. 97 and No. 88 to clash, No. 88 and Emiya Shirou started a conflict. Although the strength of each Emiya android is not very different due to the existence of the mind network, perhaps because of their different personalities or experiences, there are some subtle differences in the fighting styles of each different android. "Qiang————!" With a sound like steel hitting steel, Emiya Shirou and No. 88 fell to the ground at the same time, landing in the center of the dark alley. Strong sparks erupted in the alley. "That's how the fight started?" Number 124 scratched his head. After all, he was not familiar with Emiya Shirou, so he did not stop Emiya Shirou like he did with Number 97. And No. 88 is a captain-like existence, and the battle happened too quickly. He never thought that such a calm person as No. 88 would suddenly attack Emiya Shirou. As for No. 97, he is the kind of person who enjoys watching the fun and no matter how big the event. He jumped down directly and jumped into the alley together, observing the battle between Emiya Shirou and No. 88 from close range. In fact, all kinds of fights will arise between them. After all, fighting is the fastest way to improve skills. "call----!" With a whistling gust of wind, No. 88's figure was as fast as a shadow, and he stomped his foot hard on the wall around him. After a few leaps, he passed by like an afterimage and attacked Emiya Shirou's position. But Emiya Shirou seemed to have no reaction at all. He just stood there, staring blankly at his charge. “Clang, clang, clang, clang——!” Amid the pleasant sound of clashing swords, in the dim alley, bursts of sparks burst out from the sword in Shirou Emiya's hand. Shirou Emiya simply stretched out one hand and held the sword, easily blocking the attack of No. 88. Even under his continuous slashing, his feet did not move. At this moment, Shirou Emiya found the right gap, and the sword in his hand cut through the space and cut straight towards No. 88. “Puff——!” That was the sound of something breaking apart.

"!" Number 88 stared blankly at the sword in his hand which had turned into magic fragments floating in the air. Although it was the same projected weapon, the weapon in his hand seemed to be unable to support itself and shattered when it collided with the projected weapon in Emiya Shirou's hand. Chapter 347 Crushing "Buddha is so strong!" Number Ninety-Seven stood behind Shirou Emiya and his pupils suddenly shrank. After all, the situation now was not like the time at Seven Stars Academy. Shirou Emiya was facing those students of the academy as a challenger. After going to the arena, Shirou Emiya naturally no longer needed to conceal his aura, and those who fought with Shirou Emiya would also feel the oppression coming from him. Under normal circumstances, people who get along with Shirou Emiya only think that he is a helpful and kind boy. Of course, some people with stronger strength can also feel the faint oppression coming from Shirou Emiya. As for No. 97 and the others, they naturally could not feel the oppressive feeling that Shirou Emiya was hiding. All he could feel was the unusual, eye-catching fluctuations of magical power from Shirou Emiya. He usually pays great attention to restraining his breath. It's just that he really has no way to hide his special magic fluctuations. Number 97 could feel that the strength of Shirou Emiya in front of him was enough to defeat them easily. He had only felt this kind of oppressive feeling from General Bud. Apart from Esdeath, who had already been expelled from the human race in their hearts, only General Bud could get rid of them so easily. However, General Bud could easily deal with them in a one-on-one situation. If the number of people reaches a certain level, they have the ability to kill General Bud. After all, they are not like Shirou Emiya when he first came to the empire, who only had one magic circuit open in his body, although they only possess part of Shirou Emiya's magic circuits. But it is also enough to project General Bud's gauntlet-type imperial weapon - Thundergod's Wrath "Admelech". Although there is no way to reach General Bud's level, if there are enough people, they can completely counter him. "Who are you anyway?" Number 88 stared at Emiya Shirou with a frown, as if trying to find a flaw in his disguise. A blue dagger also appeared in the hand of No. 88 at this moment, and a set of blue armor instantly armed him, covering No. 88's entire body. Shirou Emiya is under a gravity several times greater than his own, and his current speed is basically the same as theirs. However, Shirou Emiya, who had been through many battles, was far superior to them in terms of combat experience, combat skills, and combat thinking. At this moment, Shirou Emiya was not on the same level as them at all. "Qiang————!" Number 88 swung the sword in his hand and collided heavily with the blade again. Under the blessing of [Noble Chariot], powerful force burst out from the sword in Number 88's hand. A strong impact was heard in the alley. [Noble Chariots] actually also have their own weapons, but for some reason, they are more accustomed to fighting with swords than guns.

"Qiang! Qiang! Qiang! Qiang!" In the dim alley, the sound of weapons clashing was so intense that sparks kept bursting, and it looked extremely gorgeous. Under this situation, No. 88, wearing the projected [Noble Chariot], slashed at Emiya Shirou like raindrops. Powerful force not only surged out from his body. At this moment, the entire wall of the alley became the foothold of No. 88, flying back and forth at an astonishing speed, waving countless sword lights, covering Emiya Shirou. However, facing the continuous slashing attacks from No. 88, Shirou Emiya even kept his other hand naturally vertical, holding the sword with only one hand to resist his attacks. Although gravity suppressed his speed, the force that Shirou Emiya could exert in the fight did not decrease at all. The speed of No. 88 is completely useless against Shirou Emiya's powerful dynamic vision. At this moment, Shirou Emiya's fighting figure and combat data were being continuously uploaded to the mental network through No. 88. “Puff——!” There was another sound of swords breaking, and the sword in No. 88's hand was once again broken by Shirou Emiya's casual strike. But this time, compared to the previous shattering, Shirou Emiya could clearly feel that it had become much harder. No. 88's projection magic skills have improved rapidly in such a short period of time. Although they can project, they cannot read the skills of sword users like Emiya Shirou. Their current fighting skills are all figured out through constant fighting with each other and data storage. To put it simply, the weapons of the Noble Phantasm projected by Shirou Emiya will be downgraded by one level, but no matter what they, the androids, project, will be directly downgraded by two levels. Only after they are familiar enough with the object will they barely reach the level of a weapon downgraded by one level. Fortunately, they have enough people who can exercise at the same time and analyze and collect information, so they can project the objects stably within such a short time. but---- "It's over!" Shirou Emiya muttered this softly. You should know that since the start of the battle, he has basically not made any moves and was basically just defending. With an extremely fast flash, golden lightning flashed around Shirou Emiya's mouth. Even under the suppression of gravity, Shirou Emiya's figure turned into a golden phantom. Almost at the same time, figure No. 88 wearing the [Noble Chariot] also flashed out, holding a new imperial sword, and chopped down at Emiya Shirou's head. Each of his moves was aimed at the most vulnerable part of the human body, and he did not hold back at all when fighting against Emiya Shirou. At this time, the sword in Shirou Emiya's hand was directly transformed into a reverse blade, turning into a ray of moonlight, like a white crescent moon, and slashed fiercely along the slash of No. 88. “Sizzle——!” The sound of breaking came from No. 88's body. Whether it was the sword in his hand or the [Noble Chariot] he was wearing, all of them shattered into pieces. The battle ends here. No. 88 was breathing irregularly and half-kneeling on the ground. After such a high-intensity battle, he even had difficulty catching his breath.

Although his physique is very strong, that is the result of transformation. Unlike Shirou Emiya, his physical fitness is the result of constant life-and-death battles and continuous training. "Really? You are so strong! Can you teach me some fighting skills?" Number 97 walked towards Shirou Emiya with great excitement. You know, their strength is almost the same. If Shirou Emiya can guide them, they will definitely become stronger. "Who are you?"