The Final Serum (Continued)

Though it had taken a long time, victory was hers—

"Claim victory, Saber!"

Semiramis forced herself awake. She struggled to widen her eyes, trying to see what Mordred and her Master had done before her.

But all she saw was a dazzling beam of light rushing straight at her. Was that a Noble Phantasm? At the very least, it was an A+-rank Anti-Fortress Noble Phantasm. How had they managed it?

"Clarent Blood Arthur! (Rebellion Against My Beautiful Father King)"

Magic Array, alter! Defend, defend!

But the light was too fast and too powerful. In an instant, it shattered the Magic Array into pieces.

Light surrounded her.

Was there any way left?

There was none, was there?

She had already done all she could.

Master, if you don't win, I'll never forgive you, not even in death!

Semiramis closed her eyes.

"Clarent Blood Arthur! (Rebellion Against My Beautiful Father King)"

Other than the final battle at the Sword Barrage, Mordred had never used her strongest sword like this, at such a desperate dead end.

The light completely dispersed the poisonous mist that had shrouded the palace.

The throne collapsed, the stairs crumbled into rubble, and even the entire palace trembled on the verge of collapse.

"Poisonous woman, I won this one!"

Mordred said smugly.

"Ha... hahahahaha—"

Blood splattered onto the ground. Mordred felt that she could hold on a little longer.

At the very least, she had to find a way for her Master to save her.

"Master, wait here. I'll go find the serum now. I remember there should still be some left."

Shishigou Kairi answered Mordred through their contract:

"There's none left. There should be none left... Maybe there's one bottle, but that belongs to Archer. Archer needs it too, doesn't he? He only has one bottle of