The Jewel Magic Mirrors shattered one by one, turning into magical energy that dissipated into the air.
"It should be over now... right?"
Sakura raised her head with lingering fear, shaking from side to side to fling off the dirt stuck to her hair. She still looked rather disheveled.
Adelson finally no longer needed to maintain that enormous Jewel Magecraft formation, and he also dispersed the massive shield he had created to defend against attacks from his allies.
As they looked ahead, everyone felt a faint sense of suffocation.
Ryuudou Mountain. Was there even any Ryuudou Mountain left?
More than half of Ryuudou Mountain had been wiped away beneath King Gilgamesh's amplified Noble Phantasm. What remained was only a small portion, barely worthy of being called a Ryuudou dirt mound.
"That thing is gone."
But that was the most important piece of good news.
Ryuudou Mountain was nothing more than collateral damage. The thing King Gilgamesh had truly needed to destroy with his Noble Phantasm had, without question, already ceased to exist in this world.
Every inch of the black tower, every drop of black mud, had turned to ash.
Except for that thing at the very core.
"I never thought the one responsible for everything would be such a weak Servant."
Anno removed his helmet and looked at the black figure lying in the center of the massive crater, its condition unknown.
"...That is the culprit behind all these incidents?"
Killing intent appeared in Shirou Emiya's eyes.
It was an entirely natural human reaction.
All the horrors and disasters that had begun at the end of the Third Holy Grail War and continued through three Holy Grail Wars—their source was that thing below.
Why wouldn't Shirou Emiya feel killing intent?
That was the black mud itself, the one that