The Mists of Evil and London's Dawn Perish Together / Usurper of the Heavenly Wind

Jesta watched this scene from behind a water tank on the hospital rooftop, a strange smile on his face.

Sigma, too, remained hidden in the shadows of the street corner, not revealing himself, quietly awaiting this unequal battle.

The atmosphere at the scene was tense; the officers were prepared to die, and a fight could break out at any moment.

However, the first battle to break out occurred elsewhere.

Gilgamesh the first to ignite the war.

His opponent was Richard I, the Lionheart.

Section 533, Chapter 19: The From Hell

The battle between Golden Flash and Richard I began first.

As for the reason for the fight, it was probably something like, "What are you looking at?" "What's it to you if I look at you! "Look again and I'll beat you up!"

Golden Flash's exact words were. "Get your act together, you bastard. Who gave you permission to look me in the eye?"

Standing atop the church, just because Richard I glanced at him, Golden Flash immediately threw the Gate of Babylon at him without a word.

Richard I, being a king, naturally wouldn't back down, and the two engaged in a fierce battle.

Yuxian and his group were drawn to the battle and rushed to this place.

Just then, he saw Richard I nimbly dodge the Noble Phantasm that were constantly being shot at him, and he slightly shifted his body to catch one of the flying swords.

Ding ding ding ding!

He used his longsword to deflect other flying Noble Phantasm.

Yuxian blinked, feeling that this scene was somewhat familiar.

Upon closer reflection, isn't this just a repeat of the Yangtze River and Golden Flash from the Fourth World War?

Yuxian commented, "I didn't expect Richard I to be so strong. This kind of martial arts is not something that ordinary people can possess."

It should be noted that the Yangtze River possesses the attribute of Infinite Martial Arts Training. Richard I was able to perform the same movements as the Yangtze River, which speaks volumes about his martial arts skills. He was a king who had experienced countless battles.

Mash asked, "Senpai, are we just going to watch like this?"

"If we're not going to stand by and watch, are we going to go up and help?" Yuxian curled his lips. "The Holy Grail War is going to involve fighting anyway. It's not good for us to help either of these two. Let them fight it out."

Yuxian stood at a distance, watching Golden Flash and Richard I fight, showing no intention of disturbing them.

"Oh dear, doesn't this Golden Flash girl have any new tricks up her sleeve besides throwing things around?"

Yuxian the distance, Golden Flash was still attacking Richard I with Gate of Babylon, his arms crossed, looking arrogant and irritating.

Richard I constantly shifted his body, dodging the dense barrage of Noble Phantasm fire as he approached Golden Flash's location.

"The Eternal Distant Sword of Victory!"

When he can't find a space to dodge, Richard I will bombard the Noble Phantasm. Although his Noble Phantasm is relatively weak, it seems to be able to be fired continuously, which is quite frightening.

A continuous stream of light emanated from the longsword in Richard I's hand as he steadily approached the Golden Flash.

Golden Flash continued bombarding Gate of Babylon, his expression unchanged, as if he didn't Richard I's approach.

As the King of Heroes, he had absolute confidence that Richard I, who was approaching him, was nothing more than a tiny insect that could barely pique his interest.

Yuxian shook his head. "If Richard I doesn't have any special methods, he probably won't have much of a chance even if he gets close to Golden Flash."

However, Yuxian was in no hurry and continued to patiently watch the battle, waiting for the final moment.

He was unfamiliar with Richard I and wanted to see what other unknown methods he might have up his sleeve, hoping that he might actually be able to make Golden Flash suffer.

But Yuxian's plan soon fell through as a large-scale battle was reported from the next street.

"It's Berserker Jack and Alcides fighting."

Yuxian glanced reluctantly at the battle before him and said with great displeasure, "Let's go!"

Although he really wanted to watch the whole exciting battle, the two next door, Alcides and Berserker Jack, forced him to rush over immediately.

Alcides walked step by step along the avenue in front of the Central Hospital.

The officers stood firm, in a fighting stance; they could not retreat, for behind them stood the 800,000 citizens of Snowfield.

Alcides charged into the officers' formation and unleashed a devastating barrage of blows.

Even if the police officer is just a human, or even if he is Magus and has a weapon that is similar to Noble Phantasm, he is no threat to Alcides.

He didn't even need to use his Noble Phantasm; he knocked all the police officers away with his own power alone.

The officers were constantly being knocked away, but someone would quickly pounce on them again. As long as they weren't dead, they would keep getting up and fighting.

This is the meaning of their existence.

Seeing this from a short distance away, Flat muttered to himself, "Aren't they protecting that little girl in the hospital?"

"I really hope she can be saved!"

Berserker Jack asked, "Why do you want to save that girl?"

"Whether you're a participant in the Holy Grail War or from Magus's perspective, it doesn't really make any sense, does it?"

Without thinking, Flat blurted out, "What's the question? It's just helping those in need..."

"That's not something to be taken for granted, Master!"

Flat was startled, then looked up at the sky and began to think...

"... It's probably because of the teacher's influence..."

"If the teacher were in my situation, I think he would not hesitate to save that child even without any reward."

"Although I don't know why, the teacher's Magecraft skills are not very high, but he is a very, very strong person."

With a wry smile as if ashamed of himself, Flat whispered, "If I don't do it now, I'll never have the face to step into the El-Melloi Classroom again..."

Berserker Jack said calmly, "I see. If that's the case, then I have no choice but to accept it."

Then it was Flat's turn to ask Berserker Jack, "And why didn't Mr. Jack object?"

"Hmm..." Berserker Jack pondered for a few seconds, "Would you be happier if I said it was because you are my Master?"

"Haha! Of course I'm very happy." Flat grinned.

Then, with a 'you're kidding me' look on his face, he said, "But I know that's not how it is."

The hands of the watch on Flat's wrist began to swing incessantly.

Berserker Jack said in a very serious tone, "Probably because... she was a cute little girl..."

Flat blinked. "When did Mr. Jack develop a preference for little girls? That's dangerous!"

"Oh! I know, it's because of that little girl named Jack who also has your name, right?"

"Does Mr. Jack think he's actually a little girl too?"

The watch trembled incessantly, and the wristband tightened sharply, making Flat's wrist ache.

"I'm not a little girl..." Berserker Jack paused, then said as if sighing, "Fine, just consider it a fetish of mine."

"I'm going in!" Berserker Jack said. "Chatting with you has been anything but pleasant!"

As soon as Berserker Jack finished speaking, he slipped off Flat's wrist.

The next moment, a scene resembling a living hell appeared on the street in front of the Central Hospital.

"The From Hell (From Hell)"

Chapter 20, Section 534 Reincarnation Pandora

"Jack! It's Jack the Ripper!"

When Berserker Jack shouted out the Noble Phantasm, those present quickly deduced his true identity.

A hellish scene unfolded at the entrance of the Central Hospital.

A deep fog enveloped the area, and all the roadside trees had transformed into an unprecedented blue-black plant.

The crater-like depression is filled with crimson lava and constantly spews out toxic steam.

Bats with human faces fluttered in the air, and demon-like flames surrounded the traffic lights.

Countless illusions arose, reminiscent of the coal-smoked high-rises in the backstreets of London.

There was no human presence there.

Only the figures of playful little demons emerged from the thick fog, their wings, spread from their backs, swaying like the black smoke rising from burning corpses, creating deep black shadows around them.

The demon's eyes shone brightly, Alcides assumed a defensive stance.

However, he was attacked from behind, from a completely blind spot.

When Alcides, who had been driven into the ground, looked up at the sky, he saw Berserker Jack transformed into a demon, forming an army of dozens or hundreds that flew around in the air, looking down on him.

Berserker Jack's Noble Phantasm, "From Hell: The Demise of the Mist and the Dawn of the Church," is the manifestation of the rumor that "Jack's true identity is a demon from hell."

After using this power to become demonized, Berserker Jack then used another of his Noble Phantasm.

"This Natural Born Killers (Natural Borm Killers)."

Jack the Ripper is not a lone individual, but a group. The maximum number of members varies depending on the Master's magical power.

More than two hundred demons attacked Alcides.

The relentless barrage of attacks was like raindrops, making it virtually impossible for him to stand up again.

"...very good."

A deep yet very loud sound echoed from the ground as Alcides, standing in the middle of the asphalt road, revealed his body before the flying demonic claw.

Alcides pressed down on the arm of a demon that was stabbing its claws into its body with one hand, and grabbed a fang of the Great Demon that was trying to bite him with the other.

The other demons attacked him fiercely at the same time, but Alcides did not let go of the hand he was holding tightly.

Then, he offered his praise.

"Well done, you weakling!"

"I admire you for pushing me to this point."

Berserker Jack, now transformed into a demon, had a bad feeling. He hesitated for a moment, "What... are you talking about..."

Ignoring Berserker Jack's words, Alcides continued, "What you have built has real value!"

"Unknown killer, let me take it from you with reverence."

Alcides activated his Noble Phantasm, the Noble Phantasm of an Avenger.

It is neither "Twelve Glories" nor "Nine Lives," but a hidden third Noble Phantasm that was only obtained because it was twisted into the Avenger class.

"The Reincarnation Pandora! (Reincarnation Pandora)"

In that instant.

Fate, hope, and despair all alternate.

The swarm of demons flying in the air instantly transformed into a powerless human mass, and countless Berserker Jack, having lost their ability to fly, plummeted to the ground.

He lost his Noble Phantasm.

To Berserker Jack's astonishment, Alcides grew horns on his head that were exactly the same as his own, and wings like black smoke sprouted from his back.

Hell had disappeared at some point, and its aura had been completely absorbed into the vicinity of Alcides.

"A Noble Phantasm that steals another's Noble Phantasm..." Berserker Jack's voice echoed hollowly on the road as he lay motionless on the ground.

After losing his Noble Phantasm, his Spirit Origin was also severely damaged, and at this moment he could only close his eyes and wait for death.

Alcides picked up the undamaged bow that had fallen to the side, and as he drew it and nocked an arrow, he said as if with regret: