The Pale Rider's End

The Pale Rider was the embodiment of disease, its existence bound closely to this world.

As long as a single patient remained, as long as even a trace of the virus lingered in the air, the Pale Rider would be like an undying ghost, impossible to destroy for good.

The size of the viral mass and the number of pathogens determined how long its resurrection would take.

And at that moment, the Pale Rider was at its weakest.

The ordinary people it had once controlled had all been cured, and vaccines permeated the air throughout Snowfield City, attacking it without pause.

Under such dire circumstances, the Pale Rider realized that unless it escaped quickly, it could face an unprecedented predicament.

If it was defeated now, there was no telling when it could revive. By then, the Holy Grail War would likely be long over.

The Pale Rider still did not know what purpose it had beyond Tsubaki Kuruoka. It had no wish of its own; if pressed, it would probably wish for Tsubaki Kuruoka's happiness.

Driven by the instinct to survive, the Pale Rider decided to flee. It knew that if it could adapt to the vaccines' attacks and devour them instead, it would grow stronger.

But the three enemies pursuing it relentlessly made the pressure mount.

With no other choice, the Pale Rider split into three. Three masses of shadow fled in three different directions.

That was the limit of what it could manage. If it split any further, it probably could not even remain conscious.

Yuan Shikai said, "It split into three and fled in different directions. We'll each chase one."

Yuan Shikai, Hippolyta, and Humbaba each took off in a different direction. With Riding All Things, the Pale Rider was incredibly fast.

Hippolyta was the first to