A great battle raged above Snowfield City, while things underground were no less busy.
Sigma led the way, taking Xiao Sha and Father Hansa toward Jester Karture's hiding place.
Even after receiving news through the Watcher, their determination to kill Jester Karture remained unchanged.
They ran into Bazdilot halfway there. Without saying a word, everyone understood that they were all going to kill someone.
The former was going to kill Jester Karture; the latter was going to kill Faldeus.
Bazdilot still did not know that Faldeus was already dead—and had died horribly. Although Sigma's group knew, they had no intention of telling him.
For Bazdilot, the Holy Grail War was already over. He had failed to fulfill his leader's final wish, so at the very least, he had to take revenge with his own hands.
Like Alcides, Bazdilot did not have many days left to live. He was racing against time, and he had many targets to avenge himself upon.
Faldeus's pride and joy, the Magic Workshop, had more than twenty powerful defensive barriers set up within it. Now, they were like paper, all forcibly smashed open with fists.
Jester Karture had sensed someone attacking the barriers long ago, but there was nothing he could do. He somewhat regretted killing Faldeus too early.
He believed Faldeus must have prepared an escape route. An old fox like that could not possibly have failed to arrange a means of escape, but no matter how he searched, he could not find it.
Through the surveillance footage, a second before it was destroyed, Jester Karture recognized who had come and cursed in frustration, "They really won't leave me alone."
If only one person had come, he might still have had a chance. But four had arrived at once, so he had absolutely no chance.