Kaineth looked at the Moon Cell Liquid, which had already been blasted open with a huge hole, his expression grim. If his Reinforcement Magic had not been decent, Waver and he would have been finished just now.
(Reinforcement Magic: It could be used to escape, not to take attacks head-on!)
"Wouldn't it be better for trash worse than paramecia to quietly wait for death?"
Seeing that the first strike had missed, Fu Yuan was about to throw out a second one when the spear forming in his hand suddenly stabbed to the side.
"Courting death!"
Seeing the bloody gash on his fair arm, Fu Yuan glared angrily at the charging Diarmuid.
(Diarmuid Strength: A- Agility: A ... Luck: E)
Diarmuid looked rather regretfully at the wound he had inflicted. That thrust had not been aimed at Fu Yuan's arm.
Golden ripples appeared in the air, and the spears emerging from them were the very ones that had nearly killed Waver and the others moments ago.
There was no need to charge up, nor was there any prelude. The Spears of Constraint fired the instant they appeared.
They were not aimed at one spot, but covered the entire area.
Diarmuid's expression turned solemn. His spears danced continuously as he tried his best to reduce the damage he would suffer.
Then, something dramatic happened. The Honkai energy-infused spears struck by the Red Rose in his hand simply... vanished instantly.
"..."
"..."
The battlefield fell silent for a moment as Diarmuid stared at the spear in his hand in astonishment.
Watching Saber wield those spears, he had assumed they were all real Noble Phantasms, just like Archer's!
But this was it?
Once he confirmed that Saber's spears were merely constructs of magical energy, Diarmuid visibly regained his confidence!
After seeing this, Iskandar increased the frequency of his attacks despite being at a disadvantage.
They absolutely could not be allowed to switch opponents!
"Saber, release your Noble Phantasm!"
After Kiritsugu Emiya discovered that Lancelot had been tied down and there was no way to switch opponents, he decisively used a Command Spell.
Then... nothing happened.
(Fu Yuan Alignment: Chaotic Neutral Noble Phantasm: --)
Diarmuid held his defensive stance for a long time, only to end up looking confused. He had clearly seen the Command Spell being used!
So where was the effect?
"..."
"..."
The battlefield fell silent again. Fu Yuan paid no attention to the strange atmosphere as he stared at the wound on his arm, which still had not healed.
He stared expressionlessly at Diarmuid.
Although Diarmuid was confused by the unchanged battlefield, his hands had already moved.
The Red Rose in his right hand thrust straight at the clearly abnormal Fu Yuan, while the Yellow Rose in his left hand waited, poised to strike.
Fu Yuan suddenly laughed when he saw this, his laughter utterly arrogant!
He did not even dodge, reaching out barehanded to grab the spear thrusting at him.
Chains appearing in the air instinctively blocked the Yellow Rose, which could not break magic.
Ignoring Diarmuid's shock, Fu Yuan felt the pain in his left hand and the force behind the spear, then closed in directly.
His waist bent slightly. All fourteen joints in his body exerted force at once, propelling his entire frame forward, aided by the powerful reaction force from the ground.
Short-Range Force: Mountain Collapse!
The technique of exerting force had seeped into his bones. When the opportunity came, his body instinctively assumed the most perfect stance.
With a single blow, Diarmuid was sent flying backward.
Diarmuid's eyes were filled with disbelief. His body told him that if he had taken that blow head-on, it would have shattered him.
Fu Yuan did not press his advantage. Instead, he stood there silently and waited for Diarmuid to get back up.
After Diarmuid finally caught his breath, Fu Yuan... snapped the Red Rose in half right in front of him.
"There's still one left."
Fu Yuan casually tossed the broken Red Rose aside. The wound on his left hand had already begun to slowly heal.
As for the one on his arm, it would heal soon as well!
Iskandar had an m2p he did not know whether he should say. Could Fu Yuan be any more reckless?!
"Sigh! This will be the final blow, Berserker."
Knowing that victory was impossible, Iskandar still prepared to make one final stand.
The Distant Trampling Domination—Chariot of God!
It charged at Lancelot with seemingly unstoppable momentum, accompanied by the iron hooves of warhorses and faint flashes of thunder!
Yet this seemingly unstoppable chariot had its charge halted by Lancelot with a single sword.
Noble Phantasm: Lake of Unbroken Light:
Rank: A++
When this sword was drawn, all of Lancelot's parameters increased by one rank.
The moment this sword appeared, the black mist around Lancelot seemed to disperse somewhat, and his eyes appeared a little clearer as well.
At the same time, when he drew the sword, his own attributes appeared.
Strength: A+
Agility: A++
Endurance: A+
Mana: C+
Once the chariot's charge had been completely stopped, Iskandar could no longer maintain their previous deadlock.
With difficulty, he blocked one of Lancelot's sword strikes and barely forced him back a little, his expression helpless.
"It seems my conquest can only go this far in this war!"
"..."
Diarmuid looked just as helplessly at Fu Yuan, who had grown taller again. He had never expected Saber to become even stronger.
He had never expected Saber to become even stronger.
In his eyes, Fu Yuan's combat power had increased outrageously after growing from 1.58 meters to 1.65 meters.
And now that Fu Yuan had gone from 1.65 meters to 1.78 meters...
"Lancer, I command you: fight with everything you have!"
There was a trace of helplessness in Kaineth's tone as well. At this point, what else could he do?
"This time, I can barely count it as fulfilling my wish."
Feeling an almost imperceptible increase in strength, Diarmuid became excited again instead.
"..."
Fu Yuan was shutting down!
A few minutes earlier, Fu Yuan had angrily resisted the changes to his body. Though he looked as if he were afraid on the surface!
He still turned into a 1.78-meter-tall, neatly dressed, lawful Fu Yuan who radiated the aura of a successful professional.
Then, before he could recover from his shutdown, Heavenly Fire appeared in his hand.
He gripped it tightly with both hands. Heavenly Fire: Unsheathe!
Just as Diarmuid had visibly become excited again, he returned to the Hall of Heroes.
The small wound on Fu Yuan's arm had completely healed, but the pain of being burned by Heavenly Fire's Zeroth Rated Power now struck his nerves in wave after wave.
Was this Command Spell poisoned or something?!
Fu Yuan looked at the culprit behind all this, Kiritsugu Emiya, with a resentful expression. In the end, he could only vent his anger on Rider.
If it were not for him, Fu Yuan would not have ended up like this, right?
Command Spells definitely had a time limit. Though the fight had seemed long, less than a minute had actually passed.
Then, after Fu Yuan looked over, Lancelot visibly panicked. His attacks became even faster, as though afraid his opponent would be stolen away.
The battle was over. The moment Lancelot drew that sword, the outcome of this battle had been decided.
"Rider!"
"...By the name of the Command Spell, survive!"
Fu Yuan, who had been silently treating the injury on his arm, looked at him in surprise. Their relationship was pretty good, huh.
Feeling that his body had clearly regained some strength, Iskandar forced Lancelot back once more. Then, without looking back, he shouted boldly at Waver.
"Waver! Do not grieve!"
"Live on! Your journey is not over yet!"
"Waver... do not forget your wish... You will become someone acknowledged by this entire world!"
Though he knew he would die, Iskandar showed no fear as he launched his final attack forward.
The battle ended at that moment. Lancelot's technique remained as sharp as ever, granting him a warrior's final resting place.
With his death, this Inherent Domain dispersed as well, and the group returned to Ryudoji Temple.
A sky with only a few stars, and a floor blasted open with a massive hole!
Waver knelt there weakly. Rider had loved teasing him, but he had truly been the only one who acknowledged him.
So he could not disappoint those who had acknowledged him. He would definitely let the entire world know that he had once been here!
Waver returned to how he had been before. The only difference was that this time, there was faith—or perhaps a goal—in his eyes...
"Should we kill them?"
Fu Yuan said it calmly, even though he was now Lawful Neutral.
The way this alignment was judged should be based on one's heart rather than one's actions. Otherwise, his alignment should have been Lawful Evil.
He could show mercy to innocent people, but for the sake of something more important, he could also abandon them.
This was what he had become after experiencing the ideals of Lutuo, Kevin, and Su and finally growing up completely—Pioneer Yuan.
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