A Master's Type Moon Event Book

"Okay, okay." Moriarty sighed, "The patent right is indeed in your hands, so it seems that my part-time job is for nothing."

"Now is not the time to talk about that." Holmes was making the final check. Neither he nor Moriarty knew how to use a paraglider, and it was Li Xiang, Ai Lei and Hei Zhen who carried out the plan.

Artoria Alter is not here.

"Master, be careful." Da Vinci instructed, "If you encounter danger, don't worry about the plan, it will take a while."

"I understand." Li Xiang stood in front of the railing on the top of the building, and his follower's vision allowed him to clearly see the situation on the ground.

But in order to prevent Black A from noticing them, Li Xiang set up a magic barrier without magic power in advance.

Although Black A has the usual ultra-distance vision of bow steps, his attention is not on this building. Under normal circumstances, if there is no magic power fluctuation, he will not find it.

The ground is empty and there are no people.

Because it is close to the body of the gun, people in Shinjuku dare not approach it.

In a little distance away, Artoria was sitting on the locomotive with a blank expression on her face.

She put down her goggles, gripped the handlebars tightly with both hands, and the sound of the engine suddenly resounded.

The locomotive started, and after a while, it reached the highest speed, and the tachometer pointer jumped into the red zone.

Because it was too fast, Li Xiang could only see a streamlined black light and shadow passing in his sight.

In front of the gun body minaret.

"Boss, I heard the sound of a motorcycle." Quefeng said to Black A.

"Hmph, it's this guy again." Black A gazed into the distance, around him, Finchbee built a solid garrison, and large machinery was lined up in a row, showing the ruthless murderous intent of modern technology.

Black A has dealt with this black knight king several times.

Before Li Xiangwei came to Shinjuku, Artoria Alter drove her car through the streets of Shinjuku.

"It's very similar to this guy's style." Black A raised his hand, "Everyone get ready, put on tungsten alloy spell armor piercing bullets."

The sound of changing magazines sounded in unison.

There was a sudden light in front of it, which was particularly eye-catching in the vast night.

"Get into the range." Black A waved his hand vigorously.

Scarlet flames lit up in the darkness, like a sea that suddenly unfolded, filling the air endlessly.

Arturia Alter on the locomotive drew out the black holy sword.

The blade was pitch black as ink.

The faint wind blew her long golden hair, and then it became violent, and invisible air waves swirled.

The ground on the path creaked.

The black knight king exudes a sharp-edged temperament.

She controlled the balance of the locomotive with one hand, and swung forward vigorously with the other.

Countless sword lights swirled and turned into shock waves to clear the way for her.

The sea of ​​fire formed by the bullets began to disintegrate.

The solid metal that can pierce through large monsters roared and flew to both sides, causing a series of sounds.

More bullets from around Artoria Alter's back.

The locomotive's engine overheated and white mist came out.

Arturia Alter ignored it, but accelerated her speed again.

Black A raised his hands holding the black two-color magic gun, aiming the gun at Artoria Alter who was unhindered by the barrage.

Bang bang.

A blood-red light bloomed in front of his eyes.

Like two roses, drawing graceful curves in the air, when they approached Artoria Alter, the petals separated by themselves, and a powerful storm descended.

In the hail of bullets, Artoria Alter protected herself, but the motorcycle under her feet was scrapped. After she jumped up, it slid several meters and exploded.

Without any hesitation, she rushed forward.

At this time, she was about a kilometer away from the spire of the gun body, and the building where Li Xiang was located was not far from her right hand side.

The fluctuation of Black A's magic power did not dissipate.

Quefeng's barrage didn't stop at all.

Artoria Alter's figure was vaguely visible.

Black A pulled continuously, and the magic bullets all over the sky turned into flaming meteors, with long tails, piercing the space, and the attacks that were fine enough to seriously injure the servants all exploded.

A storm of magic is blowing up in the clearing.

Black A narrowed his eyes, and the bees on both sides of him felt the weight of being unable to breathe, and many people were accidentally injured.

There was no movement.

There is only the undissipated magic power in front of me, rolling around with cracked stones and dust.