Suddenly, there was a continuous sound of breaking glass in the distance, as if someone had destroyed the window glass of an entire corridor in an instant.
The one who did this was Kenneth. Now he has forgotten what he said before the war, "minimize the destruction of the castle", and his mind is only thinking about killing the hateful rat Emiya Kiritsugu.
There was a big hole on his left shoulder, which was pierced by Kiritsugu's last pistol, the Thompson.
The walnut handle, the barrel that is much longer than ordinary pistols, and the rifle-like design make it one of the most powerful pistols in the world.
This gun was modified by Kiritsugu and made into a magic weapon, which is more powerful than the original der.
The speed of the bullets fired by Kiritsugu's der is 2.5 times that of the M950, and its destructive power is equivalent to seven times that of the latter.
The speed of the Moon Spirit Marrow Fluid mainly comes from pressure. Although blocks of mercury can be quickly expanded into a thin film through pressure, it is impossible to quickly change back from the thin film state through pressure. This is the limit of fluid mechanics.
Therefore, when faced with a sudden and powerful attack, Mercury cannot react quickly enough to form a strong defense system.
A large hole was pierced through the mirror-smooth surface of the mercury film. The bullet tore through the air and pierced through Kenneth's body at a speed far beyond his reaction.
Thanks to the fact that mercury is opaque, Kiritsugu couldn't see Kenneth's exact location, otherwise this shot would have directly taken Kenneth's life.
Kenneth wailed, his chest filled with unprecedented rage.
"Scalp!"
With a roar filled with murderous intent, Mercury delivered a fatal blow.
The blow left deep marks on the outer windows and inner walls of the corridor, and the sound of broken glass could be clearly heard even in the forest.
However, this attack did not cause much trouble to Kiritsugu. When M950 feinted, he retreated ten meters away. The sufficient distance gave Kiritsugu enough space and time.
Dodging the mercury whip, Kiritsugu quickly escaped from Kenneth's sight before he continued to attack.
Anger was like sulfuric acid, corroding Kenneth's heart bit by bit.
"How foolish! I didn't join the Holy Grail War just to fight a battle like this."
He was a first-rate magician and shouldn't have lost his composure because of his emotions, especially in a life-and-death battle.
If this was a duel of mystical arts between first-rate magicians, Kenneth would never get angry. Instead, he would sigh and admire his opponent's skills, calmly infer their true value, and concentrate on performing magic as a corresponding return gift to the enemy's mystical arts.
Such a noble and glorious aristocratic game is the kind of battle that Kayneth knows. He gambled on the right to use the Holy Grail and competed with Tosaka Tokiomi, Matou Zouken (the outside world didn't know that Zouken was dead), and four other outstanding opponents he had yet to meet, and came to this remote place in the far east.
But the pain from the wound on his right shoulder came in waves, as if mocking Kenneth.
"Impossible, that vile rat actually made me bleed!"
This was not an injury sustained in battle; such despicable means were not worthy of being called a battle.
Kenneth chased after the fleeing Emiya Kiritsugu with the pace of a sleepwalker.
The anger that had nowhere to go turned into a destructive impulse that spread along the Moon Spirit Marrow Fluid. Kenneth used the Mercury Whip to hit the walls of the surrounding corridors.
The door that blocks the way is not pushed open, but crushed with the weight of mercury.
Vases, paintings, elegant furniture, and all the decorative items in sight were smashed and destroyed.
There were many traps along the way: a rope could catch Kenneth's unprotected fingers, or he could step on the fuse in the carpet to cause a ready-made grenade to explode, or a mine to release shotgun shells.
But no trap could break through the defense of the Moon Spirit Marrow Fluid.
The trap was like a toy for children, and it was so funny that Kenneth found it really ridiculous. But at the same time, the laughter was also mocking Kenneth himself who was hurt by the toy-like trick.
Self-mockery cut his self-esteem like a razor, and the humiliation further ignited the anger in his heart.
His proud ceremonial attire was not meant to deal with such despicable means. His mercury should be able to take curse bullets, deflect spirit swords, break through the fire, ice, and lightning of magic, and should be a secret technique that makes the magicians who hate him die in amazement and awe.
So, what is my ugly appearance now
He felt extremely humiliated that the opponent he was tracking with his proud outfit was an unknown rat, and as time went by, the humiliation grew more and more.
Fortunately, this humiliating pursuit has finally come to an end.
No matter how big the castle is, the escape route becomes very limited when escaping upstairs. The mouse was chased to the end of the corridor on the third floor.
This time, the Moon Spirit Marrow Fluid accurately discovered his position. The target seemed to have given up and was not moving. He should be planning to have the final showdown there.
"Duel? No, this is not a duel, it's an execution, a massacre!"
With cruel murderous intent surging throughout his body, Kenneth turned the last corner with his formal attire and arrived at the end of the corridor.
There is no way to retreat and no shelter. This is the most suitable place for the Moon Spirit Marrow Fluid to exert its power.
Kiritsugu Emiya showed no fear nor begged for mercy, he just pointed two guns at Kenneth.
"You don't think that your trick just now will work, do you? Low-level creature. The fact that you were able to hurt me was not because you seized the right timing or succeeded in a sneak attack, but just an unreasonable coincidence."
Kenneth said this grimly, and slowly walked towards Kiritsugu. The Moon Spirit Marrow that was spinning beside him stretched and retracted countless whips as if intimidating, while shaking its sharp tip.
"I will not kill you easily. I will continue to heal your lungs and heart, and then cut you into pieces from the head with a knife. You will die in pain, regret, and despair, and then curse when you die, curse the Einzbern who dared to insult the Holy Grail War!"
Kiritsugu raised the M950 and spewed out a series of flames, using the same method as the sneak attack in the corridor on the first floor.
"Fevuis! (My blood boils)"
Of course, Kenneth was not stupid enough to use the same method to defend, so he rebuilt Mercury's defense.
Instead of using a thin film, it is changed to a columnar shape.
Countless inverse thorns stood from the floor to the ceiling, covering Kenneth's body like a dense bamboo forest, completely blocking the flying bullets.
The bullets blocked by the Mercury Sword Mountain made a noisy metallic sound and bounced back and forth continuously between the dense gaps of the reverse thorns. Finally, they lost their power and fell to the ground. None of them reached Kenneth's body.
Emiya Kiritsugu had no intention of changing his strategy. The moment the M950 magazine was empty, the der in his right hand roared.
This time, it was truly noon.