The Curtain Falls
Saber angrily questioned the Lesser Grail.
Upon hearing Saber's question, the Lesser Grail did not answer, but instead, contrary to its usual behavior, walked out of the main hall.
As Diarmuid watched the "Lesser Grail" slowly walk out of the main hall and into the square, a glint flashed in his eyes, and the red spear in his right hand was suddenly replaced by a yellow short spear.
Immediately afterwards, the yellow spear, afflicted with an inescapable curse of destruction, was hurled by Diarmuid towards the "Lesser Grail" like a meteor!
However, the Black Mud beneath the "Lesser Grail" seemed to come alive, shielding her from this devastating blow.
"I never expected that someone as skilled as you, a knight, would resort to such despicable tactics as sneak attacks."
After blocking the attack, the "Lesser Grail" showed no anger, but instead smiled and asked Diarmuid question.
In response, the Gun Knight merely snorted coldly:
"Why should we care about the methods used in defeating evil spirits and heretics?"
Feeling rebuffed, the "Lesser Grail" glared at the Knight of the Lancers before turning its gaze to Saber:
"Hey Saber, I have a question for you. Why do you think I stalled for time before?"
Upon hearing the question about the "Lesser Grail," Saber frowned. Its confident demeanor made Saber vaguely uneasy.
Just then, the teasing voice of the "Lesser Grail" rang in my ears again:
"Just a heads-up, summoning these [traitors] took a lot of my mana!"
"!!!"
After processing this news, Saber suddenly felt as if her heart was being gripped by an icy hand:
"Stop it! It's about to summon 'Archer'!"
"Bingo, you got it right!"
Upon hearing Saber's reply, the "Lesser Grail" smiled and nodded in agreement, but its cold pupils flashed with endless malice. "Then, as a reward, I can only ask you to die!"
As soon as the words were spoken, the Black Mud that had covered half the square began to boil, and at the same time, an immeasurable amount of magical power began to rise in the center of the square!
"Saber, destroy the Greater Grail with your Noble Phantasm!"
Upon witnessing this, Emiya Kiritsugu made a decisive decision.
"But what about those two children..."
It's not that things went wrong; if the cost of destroying the Greater Grail were the lives of two children, that would be extremely difficult for Saber.
"There must be another way!"
Damn it!
Looking at Saber, who was "dragging his team down," Kiritsugu subconsciously glanced at the two remaining Command Spell on the back of his hand...
No, there is indeed another method. Kiritsugu reached into his robes and pulled out something that looked like a remote control. This was his recent achievement. If he detonated the spiritual veins beneath the mountain, the Greater Grail, deprived of its magical energy supply, would naturally become unusable.
However, as a price, the Holy Grail here was completely abandoned.
As for what choice Kiritsugu will make, the question of what options he has is simply irrelevant.
What are you doing?
Just as Kiritsugu was about to press the detonation button, a voice from behind drew everyone's attention. Turning around,
Wang Xiaoming, who looked much better than before, was standing behind the group.
Wang Xiaoming was also a little stunned. He and Medea had rushed over after sensing the rising magic power here, but when they arrived, they found that something was wrong.
Shouldn't you all be fighting to the death on the battlefield? What are you all doing gathered here?
"It's like this..."
Upon seeing Wang Xiaoming arrive, Saber stopped hesitating and directly explained the current situation in very concise language.
After a few blinks, Kiritsugu's fingers moved from the detonation button.
Perhaps subconsciously, Emiya Kiritsugu also hoped to find a better way to handle the situation.
"Summon Goldie...?"
After listening to Saber's account, Wang Xiaoming gave her a strange look.
If I remember correctly...
"Then let's just ignore him."
"What?!"
Everyone present subconsciously began to doubt whether there was something wrong with their ears, but after exchanging questioning glances, they realized that the problem was with Wang Xiaoming's head.
Wang Xiaoming himself was somewhat helpless; he didn't know how to explain this situation for the time being.
Does that mean that someone with Goldie is inherently more sophisticated than you?
If I were to actually say it, I'd probably be the first one thrown into the Black Mud, the kind where I wouldn't even be able to get out of the mud.
However, there seems to be no need for explanation, as it appears that preparations are already complete on the other side...
Just as everyone was listening to Wang Xiaoming's "nonsense," an aura that seemed capable of sweeping everything away suddenly enveloped the entire battlefield!
"Anyway, please trust me one more time..."
Wang Xiaoming finally gave a helpless summary.
Everyone: "..."
As for the Lesser Grail, although it didn't know why Saber and the others had gone silent, it no longer cared.
Because its trump card has been revealed— the King of Heroes, who possesses endless magic at its disposal.
A flush of excitement flashed across her slightly pale cheeks.
"Descend, King of Heroes! Sweep away all my enemies..."
The previously high-spirited voice abruptly stopped, the excitement disrupted by a pain in the chest.
What happened?
The "Lesser Grail" instinctively lowered its head, trying to see what was happening.
Then it saw--
A bizarre, demonic sword pierced through his chest.
The next second--
The incredibly arrogant voice directly sealed the fate of the "Lesser Grail"!
"Who are you ordering around, you bastard!"
_(:з"∠)_ I still haven't finished writing this volume today. I'll finish the remaining two chapters tomorrow.
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Chapter 136. The Curtain Falls
"How is that possible? Why weren't you [corrupted]?!"
At this moment, the "Lesser Grail's " incredulous tone perfectly expressed its terror.
"A mere curse... to me, even three times that... wouldn't be a problem!"
The arrogant voice remained, but to the "Lesser Grail," the somewhat weak tone sounded off. Stiffly turning its head, upon seeing the golden Heroic Spirit behind it, the look of terror on its face instantly replaced by ecstatic joy:
"Stop pretending! You're just putting on a brave face!"
As the "Lesser Grail" suggests, even a king standing in the Black Mud is not without his dangers.
At this moment, Gilgamesh's legs had been completely dyed black, and an ominous black color was slowly creeping up his waist and abdomen.
"..."
"In that case..."
Looking at the silent King of Heroes, "Lesser Grail" laughed, snapped his fingers, and completely ignored the somewhat terrifying wound on his chest.
Under the guidance of the "Lesser Grail," the Black Mud beneath his feet rapidly spread up half of Gilgamesh's body, and eerie red circuits spread across his body.
"You... bastard!"
Gilgamesh felt as if his body was being entangled and torn apart by countless hands; the curse in the Black Mud almost instantly captured his heart.
"That's right, that's exactly it..."
The Lesser Grail, standing before Gilgamesh, was enjoying his [fall] when it suddenly heard a whooshing sound from behind and vanished in a flash.
-- Immediately afterwards
The wind, compressed to its limit, roared and exploded in front of the Heroic Spirit who was about to be completely swallowed by the Black Mud, clearing away the Black Mud around him, but this was far from enough.
The continuous flow of Black Mud from under the stone slabs of Ryuudou Temple will soon be filled by the "gap" blasted open by the "Wind King's Hammer".
Saber roared angrily, his gaze fixed on the King of Heroes, whose body had been almost half-devoured.
"You were swallowed up so easily! Aren't you a king?! You look so pathetic now, you don't resemble a king at all!"
Glancing at Saber standing at the edge of the plaza, the "Lesser Grail" let out a delightful laugh:
"It's no use! No one can bear all the evil in this world!"
The negative aura emanating from the Black Mud was frantically disturbing the Heroic Spirit's nerves, leaving him without even the strength to curse.
But--
"You're right, Saber..."
Gilgamesh, raising his head again, resisted the curse of the Black Mud, his eyes bloodshot.
"I am the king!"
The world's oldest ruler;
The proud demigod;
The King of Heroes, possessing supreme authority.
"Wh... what?!"
Sensing the rising aura emanating from Gilgamesh, the voice of the "Lesser Grail" became hysterical with terror.
--What curse, what evil, what betrayal? So indignant? Even if it's twisted, it still has to come down? It's truly hideous.
The indomitable will of the Son of God is boiling.
All evil in the world?
--Then let the king bear the burden, let the king shoulder the responsibility, let the king make the judgment!
The raging fire engulfed the entire plaza in an instant. The king emerged from the crimson inferno, all the filth on his body gone. His bare upper body seemed to be given new vitality, and the armor around his waist was more radiant than before.
Wake up!
Gilgamesh wielded his sword, capable of cleaving space, amidst the flames.
"Enuma Elish (The Star of Creation, the Separation of Heaven and Earth)!"
Once the sword is swung, the question of hitting the target is no longer an issue.
A sword capable of cleaving through space; wherever it passes, everything is swept up in it.
Shout;
Roar;
Flash;
Heat;