Mo Li's Fault

Ritsuka Fujimaru looked at Arash, who was gradually fading away. "Mr. Arash, unleashing your Noble Phantasm will cost you your life. Thank you for everything..."

Arash gave him a thumbs-up. "This is for the sake of saving the world, kid. I gave it my all, though it's a shame the Lion King got one over on us."

Da Vinci said nervously, "If the King of Heroes had a Divine Spirit-class Saint Graph, it wouldn't have come to this. With merely an ordinary Saint Graph, even after enhancing everything that could be enhanced, he still couldn't reach the level of a superior god. Otherwise, he should have been able to react to that attack just now..."

Achilles's expression was grave. "That Holy Judgment disintegrated on its own before sweeping over us. That wave of energy was nearly light-speed. Even if he were a superior god, he might not have been able to react in time. If the Floating Garden hadn't used the Holy Grail entirely for defense, that attack would have struck the Great Temple on the other side as well. For now, we can only say we canceled out their offensive."

At the Great Temple, Ozymandias's eye twitched when he saw the Floating Garden get blown apart in an instant. "What a decisive move. They used that sudden development to carry our attack along with it and ensure a one-hit kill against the Floating Garden... But fortunately, the gate has been opened as well."

At the outskirts of the Holy City, the gate facing Ritsuka Fujimaru's group, along with a thirty-meter stretch of wall, had vanished. Although the Floating Garden had failed to withstand the Holy Judgment, it had perfectly opened a route for the assault.

Artoria watched the flow of mana in the sky disappear, then turned her gaze