Chapter 212 The Last Projection: Ilya, the Holy Maiden of Winter
() After Zheng Zha committed suicide, this ghostly nightmare based on his dream also collapsed instantly.
Watching the guide attack in their dreams, everyone who was waiting for death returned to reality at the last moment.
Because the contrast between before and after was so great, all seven people were stunned for a few seconds.
People who died in the dream also died in reality. Zheng Zha even gushed out blood from all over his body and died in an instant with his body brittle and broken.
The angry Chu Xuan started a crazy killing spree on the people around him, and successfully killed the hidden Freddy.
Zheng Zha's death made everyone feel sad and angry. Fortunately, the resurrection ritual was still there, and Zheng Zha still had a chance to be resurrected, which made them relieved.
After Chu Xuan analyzed everything they had experienced, they finally breathed a sigh of relief.
But after losing Zheng Zha, Zhongzhou was in dire straits.
With less restraint, Chu Xuan took control of the entire team, and the atmosphere in the team became increasingly dull, so much so that even Cheng Xiao, who was best at activating the atmosphere, seemed dull.
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The collapse of the big hole is only a matter of time.
The sky collapsed everywhere, and mountains of rubble gradually piled up on the wasteland-like ground.
Standing in front of the crater-like Great Holy Grail, Emiya Shirou smiled sadly.
Breathe and try to take in as much oxygen as you can to keep your body moving.
I can no longer feel the pain——
My five senses have truly turned into steel.
───No matter how hard you try.
Consciousness can no longer be maintained.
There is a fire burning in my brain——
The burning could not be endured for even a second, and it became impossible to think about anything.
The sight and consciousness all turned white to the point where the law was restored, and gradually disappeared.
However, you can't give up yet.
The final projection.
What was being projected was the strongest sword known to Shirou Emiya, a sword that could completely destroy the Great Holy Grail and the curse.
The moment the switch is turned on——
Joint stiffness.
My hands and feet were so twisted that it hurt.
Nerve burning.
Hundreds of blades sprouted from the inside of the body.
There is no escape from the punishment of stabbing.
Swords came out of the body.
This is something that has long been known.
At the end of the projection, the timer explosion switch is pressed.
Therefore, this ending is already a foregone conclusion.
However, it's not too late.
Although my body is hopeless, if I stop now, the meaning of my hard work all day will be lost and it will end.
Although I want to live with Sakura, don't choose it.
Sakura's crime. The absolute condition for Sakura to be happy is to break this curse.
"projection"
Consciousness has also become as fine as sand.
I'm sorry, Sakura and you have broken the agreement.
"start--"
** is dead.
However, today, the soul still remains.
The holy sword in his hand began to shine——
The load is transferred from the body to the soul, and further, its meaning.
but--
"──No, Shirou can't die.
Because I will be the one to close this door."
A sound like a silver bell sounded behind me
The person walking slowly is a pure white girl
“─────,!?”
I couldn't remember who it was, but I still called her name.
"Do you want to live, Shirou?
No matter what your destiny is, no matter what your body is, do you want to continue living?"
The pure white girl was like an angel falling into the mortal world, asking kindly.
"————"
I want to live, from the bottom of my heart, I hope to live.
——The boy who had forgotten who he was nodded subconsciously.
"That's great. I think so too. Because Shirou hopes to continue to survive even more than I do."
The pure white girl showed an innocent smile.
"Then let me show you the miracle, Azin Baron's inevitable pursuit, the third method."
Keep moving towards the right center.
A pure white girl dressed in white, imitating the ritual of the first generation, sacrificed herself in order to activate, and planned to close the Great Holy Grail.
"Goodbye. Although Shirou and I are not related by blood, it is really great to be able to become brother and sister with Shirou."
The light bloomed——
"Didn't you say that a brother should protect his sister?
Oh, because I am the older sister. So, I must protect my younger brother."
Showing a farewell smile, the pure white girl with silver hair and red eyes seemed to have let go of all her worries.
Turning around with a smile, she stepped into the brilliant light.
However--
A pair of delicate white hands hugged her from behind.
"Illya, you can't give up until the end."
A soft voice sounded in the girl's ears.
"Mother"
What hangs down on the shoulders and falls on the side of Illya's face are pure white hair.
"Mother"
Nestled in this warm embrace, Illya forgot why she came.
Then, as if she was afraid of losing her, she grabbed her mother's hands tightly.
Many scenes flew by in front of my eyes.
Looking at these scenes, one can only feel unbearable sadness and emptiness.
The scenes reflected in the eyes are all related to joy and happiness.
The kaleidoscope of chaotic scenes only has this in common.
There is crying, humiliation, regretful resentment and loss.
Bloodshed and scorched earth, betrayal and revenge, hard work but nothing gained, this is a costly chain of futility.
The familiar snow scene repeats itself over and over again.
It tells the story of a family that sealed everything they had in the city of severe winter.
These are the two thousand years of the Einzbern family's journey to search for the Holy Grail.
The original one was Stessa, and the female dolls created based on her were artificial human beings with false lives.
A humanoid consumable product created by the secret art of alchemy and used to realize long-cherished wishes that are far away.
Using their blood and tears as ink, their cracked bones and frozen fingertips as pens, they write the frustrated and lost history of the Einzbern clan.
The silver figure knows that here
It is the focus of all disputes and witnesses the interior of all things.
Embracing the original Yustessa is the Great Holy Grail of Mount Enzo. And all androids are standard products created based on her as the "Winter Saint".
Therefore, they share the same pain.
Their sighs and despair echoed in this golden splendor, making people feel nervous.
"Mom, Illya is afraid"
The girl shrank and buried her head in her mother's arms.
Caressing the girl's head, the mother hugged her tightly.
"It's over, Illya, it's all over. Go to sleep and everything will be fine when you wake up." The sunshine in the sky and the warmth that she had never felt before made the girl feel sleepy.
"Just take a nap and you'll be fine?
Mom, don’t leave me alone again.”
Muttering something that could break the heart of any mother, the pure white girl finally closed her eyes peacefully.
"No, we will always be together."
The mother stood up and sent the girl in her arms into that ideal country.
"There is no need for things like the Holy Grail to exist anymore!"
Looking at something that was still swallowing fierce magic power and trying to crawl out of the door, the silver figure made a decision.
Then, she turned around and looked at the boy who was still standing with confusion in his eyes.
"Ilia's last wish is fulfilled."
As he raised his hand, a line of green with the breath of life covered the broken body of the red-haired boy.
A miracle comes.
Life reappeared in this completely necrotic body.
The soul that revived under the third method was reunited with the body.