The Loser Exits, the Greater Grail Descends

"Excalibur!!!"

With a roar, an endless torrent of light instantly surged forward.

"Hmm?"

Fang Mo had clearly noticed the attack as well.

With a wave of his hand, countless ripples behind him immediately began laying down suppressive fire.

Of course, these standard military weapons were fine for suppressing ordinary Noble Phantasms, but they were still somewhat inadequate against Saber's fully unleashed Noble Phantasm. After all, this was an A++-rank Noble Phantasm, a divine weapon theoretically forged by the Planet Will through faith—the legendary Sword of Vows and Victories.

What was more, Fang Mo was deliberately holding back.

Thus, before everyone's eyes, the towering blaze of light swept forward with unstoppable momentum, forcing its way through countless blasts and completely swallowing Fang Mo's figure.

And within that dazzling white Strong Light—

Everyone could even see a figure rapidly being obliterated.

"We won!"

Seeing this, Shirou Emiya finally let out a sigh of relief. It seemed this terrifying Ebony Devil had finally been defeated. Though they had paid a terrible price, at least they had stopped his ambitions.

"..."

However, Rin Tohsaka's expression beside him was somewhat complicated.

They had clearly won, yet she felt strangely hollow, as though there were now an empty void in her heart. For some reason, she felt a little lost.

"Lord Archer!"

Sakura Matou, however, reacted completely differently. Seeing the scene before her, she froze for a moment, then let out a scream and charged toward the beam of light without hesitation.

"Sakura! Don't go!"

Seeing Sakura Matou rush forward, Rin Tohsaka finally snapped back to her senses and shouted.

Of course, someone there was even faster than she was: Shirou Emiya. With a burst of speed, he rushed over, and the two of them fell to the ground just one step away from Excalibur's light.