As the Oldest Poisoner, Semiramis knew better than anyone just how potent her poison was.
Perhaps it would not have a lethal effect on Servants with poison resistance.
But conversely, if a Servant had a legend of being poisoned to death, then no matter how powerful they were, they would die instantly.
For example, Chiron, who had been tortured by poison until he gave up his immortality and found release.
Or Heracles, the great Greek hero who had likewise died from poison.
If it were Servants like those, the instant they came into contact with Semiramis's poison, they would likely become completely unable to move and meet their deaths in utter unwillingness.
Poison of that caliber could not even be resisted by Servants. For ordinary humans, even diluted hundreds of times, it would still be enough to kill them. There was simply no way to fight against it.
Yet Fang Li had not only withstood all the poison, but charged into the Floating Garden without a care, even killing Semiramis's poison itself.
She had confidently made a promise, telling everyone that no matter who came, she could shoot them down.
She had also confidently believed that, with her poison, a mere human was something she could casually poison to death.
But Semiramis's confidence had been torn apart twice in succession.
How could an Empress who took loftiness and arrogance for granted endure that?
"You're such an eyesore! Human!"
The voice of Assyria's Empress rang throughout the King's Chamber.
The next moment, Semiramis began chanting a spell.
"Clang—!"
Before the doors of the temple hall, an enormous Magic Circle suddenly appeared.
Having slain the venomous chains, Fang Li continued charging forward without losing momentum, flashing straight before the Magic Circle in an instant.
At that very moment, the Magic Circle transformed