The Ex-Machina Traveling Through Dimensions

Though Servants were essentially bodies constructed from spiritrons, they still possessed the organs and functions of ordinary humans.

Even so, he did not want it to end here.

"Cough, cough... Hah... How could I... fall here?!"

If he had been unable to defeat her even after giving it his all, he would not have felt this unwilling.

But Gawain could not even use his full strength now, yet he was about to suffer such a defeat...

How could he possibly accept that?!

He tried to grip the Holy Sword in his hand again, but his right hand could barely move at all, much less support him in wielding his weapon as easily as before.

Thus, he had no choice but to use his other hand as well.

Clang—!!!

The cracks in the breastplate Xiu Er had shattered finally spread across the entire armor. It broke apart completely and fell to the ground, exposing the flesh it had protected to the air once more.

The horrifying dent in his chest, along with his utterly collapsed nose bridge and slightly sunken face, were enough to show the power behind Xiu Er's two punches just now.

The mana filling the air grew increasingly dense, and the mana erupting from the "Holy Sword" in the enemy's hand became ever more terrifying.

Gripping the Holy Sword with both hands, Gawain trembled as he raised it before himself and faced the enemy.

"Hah—"

Even breathing hurt like needles stabbing into him, yet Gawain still chose to continue fighting.

Without a supply of mana, the Holy Sword clearly could not contend against the approaching "Noble Phantasm."

Gawain's defeat was already inevitable.

Yet he would not surrender without resistance. He would still make one final, desperate struggle, even if defeat was the only possible outcome.

That knight, who