Not far away, the White-Haired Lady with a ponytail raised an eyebrow slightly, her black trench coat fluttering faintly.
She wore an amused expression. "Master, what made you come here?"
Luo Shu glanced down at the invisible barrier, the Blood Shrine, enveloping the entire academy, then smiled faintly. "Someone set up a barrier on this land that seriously contaminates the ley lines... It was the work of a Servant."
"To be observable from the outside, it's really third-rate, but..."
Luo Shu seemed to be smiling, yet his eyes carried a dangerous chill. "Kaguya still attends school here. Once the magecraft activates... she'll die."
The White-Haired Lady stroked her chin. "Understood. I'll go dismantle it right away."
"Let's go together, Archer."
"The Holy Grail War may begin tonight."
His calm, elegant voice drifted through the night sky.
Whoosh~.
A moment later, an unbelievable figure leaped down from the rooftop.
The violent night wind surged, making her moon-white sleeves whip wildly, creating an utterly breathtaking sight!
"So the Holy Grail War is finally beginning..."
"Bodhisattvas, angels, the Yellow Emperor, Amaterasu, Pharaohs, Quetzalcoatl, Lord Shiva... please keep Luo-kun safe."
In the real world, Gokou Ruri silently prayed in her heart.
She offered a devout blessing to the person who had rewritten her miserable fate.
The more gods she prayed to, the greater the chance that one of them would be useful.
At the Matou Residence, within the dark underground worm pit.
A cold female voice suddenly echoed out.
Using the Command Spells as a link, Medusa could contact her Master from a great distance. She had successfully relayed the information, and her tone was somewhat grave.
"Master, the Blood Shrine I set up has been discovered by another Servant."
"Is the opponent one of the Three Knight Classes?"
"She has no obvious distinguishing traits and wields twin blades. I speculate that she may be Saber, or Assassin."
"It doesn't matter, Rider. I believe that with your strength, you can easily crush her."
Matou Shinji was utterly unconcerned. He sneered, then rose from atop a graceful corpse.
Several more shriveled female corpses lay in the room, their faces twisted in agonized expressions, as though they had suffered immense torture before death.
Matou Shinji had drained all their life force and converted it into magical energy.
To win the Holy Grail War, using some demonic methods was perfectly normal.
Or rather... becoming fuel for his ascension to the throne of godhood was already an enormous honor for ordinary people.
This scene caused a massive uproar!
In an instant, the entire world exploded!
Washington, Mexico, Saint Petersburg... people's pupils contracted, and chills ran through their bodies.
"Cardiopulmonary arrest!"
"Fuck, what a beast!!!"
"Sigh, that's too tragic."
"Rest in peace."
"I've got goosebumps. My back is freezing in the middle of the night."
"This is so suffocating. Putting myself in those girls' shoes, it's truly hopeless."
"Matou Shinji, you fucking monster."
"I only hope something like this never happens again..."
"Just looking at it makes my skin crawl..."
"May the dead rest in peace."
At this moment, undercurrents surged everywhere. Only a single spark was needed to ignite all of Fuyuki City!
—At Hohzuki Academy, the barrier apparatus of the Blood Shrine shattered. A dignified Anti-Army Noble Phantasm had been casually destroyed, leaving behind something like an invisible ruin towering in the air.
"Whoosh!"
A stake attached to a chain shot forth, gleaming coldly beneath the moonlight as it broke the sound barrier!
The white-haired female Heroic Spirit raised an eyebrow and instantly materialized black-and-white twin blades. Her right hand slashed out without hesitation. Amid a crisp clash of weapons, sparks burst everywhere, and the compressed air howled in agony as it exploded.
When the strike failed, her opponent swiftly withdrew the weapon.
Under the calm gaze of Archer's group, a woman with extremely long purple hair and an eyepatch emerged from the shadows. The snake-shaped mark on her forehead revealed her identity.
With the arrival of Rider-class Medusa, war was on the verge of erupting!
That young noble stood on a nearby rooftop, his arms folded as he calmly ordered, "Kill her."
In an instant, the two figures attacked at the very moment his voice rang out.
"Rumble...!!"
Clouds and mist churned violently across the heavens, thunder rumbled, and flashes of blades continuously collided.
The curtain slowly rose.
Recording a grand and magnificent battle!!
Mythical Battle Descends Here, Blades Flashing, and a Great Yokai's Apprehension!
Under the night sky, cries of shock rang out throughout the world.
Countless people on Earth were horrified beyond measure, their hair standing on end as they sucked in cold breaths.
The Heavenly Curtain towering in the sky displayed countless flashes of blades. An epic, majestic aura rushed toward them, presenting a war before their eyes that seemed straight out of myth.
The clash between two Heroic Spirits was magnificent and earth-shaking, instantly stirring up enormous waves!
From a broader perspective, they were higher-dimensional beings, eternal souls who had ascended after death.
Their bodies moved at supersonic speeds, their divine power was unparalleled, and even a casual probing attack was comparable to a naval cannon blast. Four hundred million joules burned with every strike, easily punching through four buildings. The aftermath of their blade combat alone could destroy an entire commercial street!
A blood-pumping BGM that sent shivers down the spine rose up, bringing an indescribable shock to everyone's hearts.
Within Hohzuki Academy, the agile purple-haired figure wielded chains as she darted about, leaving afterimages behind.
They could not see her. They could not see her at all!
In an instant.
The two chains formed hundreds upon thousands of afterimages, and the air exploded amid violent currents.
Like a Beauty Snake dancing a waltz beneath the moon, she moved with elegant fluidity, tracing violet arcs through the air.
With an attack so fierce it reached the extreme, striking from incomparably tricky angles and carrying intense killing intent, Medusa sought to put Archer to death!
"Clang! Clang clang clang!! Clang clang clang!!!"
Sparks flew everywhere as cold clashes rang throughout the entire academy!
Even the earth shattered, forming trenches several meters deep as broken stones scattered in every direction.
The White-Haired Lady narrowly evaded the attack and used the B+-rank projected Noble Phantasm, Gan Jiang Mo Ye, to knock aside the chains.
Even amid the smoke and dust, she did not forget to tease her opponent with a faint smile. "Such vicious attacks, just as expected of... Hm?!"
In an instant, the white-haired female Heroic Spirit's pupils shrank sharply. The abnormal flow of air made her realize something was wrong. A powerful gust swept toward her, and the instincts forged through countless battles made her slash behind herself without thinking.
"Clang!"
Gan Jiang Mo Ye struck together, blocking the fatal chain.
But then a beautiful long boot appeared, sending her flying with a savage kick.
"Rumble...!!"
"Clang clang clang!!"
The instant she was kicked away, the White-Haired Lady steadied herself. Guided by instincts honed through countless battles, she instantly deflected innumerable incoming chains, sending brilliant sparks flying.
No, to be precise, there were only two chains!
They had merely launched over a thousand attacks in a brief instant, making it seem as though there were countless of them.
Nearly a hundred meters of ground had been reduced to ruins, littered with pitted craters.
Medusa landed atop the highest point of a building and calmly looked down. "Your combat skills are impressive, but you aren't Saber or Assassin, are you?"
"Who knows."
The White-Haired Lady shook the corner of her coat, raised an eyebrow, and smiled with the corners of her lips curling upward. "Perhaps I'm a Caster-class Servant?"
Medusa frowned. "I've never heard of a mage who uses two swords..."
"Well, now you have~."
The white-haired female Heroic Spirit smiled and waved the black-and-white twin blades in her hands. "Your identity is easier to guess. Ancient Greek-style clothing, plus that snake-shaped mark on your forehead... It seems I should be careful of your Mystic Eyes."
"Tch... Cunning woman."
Medusa gripped her chains coldly, ready to attack at any moment.
It was truly unbelievable. Her opponent had actually fought her to this extent. That flawless swordsmanship and battle awareness tempered through countless wars made her exceptionally troublesome to deal with.
Especially that Mind's Eye, which could easily sense the angles from which Medusa intended to ambush her.
Even though all of Medusa's attributes vastly surpassed her opponent's, they could only fight to a standstill.
She was truly extraordinary...
Even across the long river of history, this white-haired Heroic Spirit had to be a hero capable of facing ten thousand foes alone!
Were those black-and-white twin blades her Noble Phantasm?
Moonlight flowed like water, illuminating the two figures facing each other.
For the time being, the two ceased their fighting, probing for each other's weaknesses and openings.
Viewers around the world widened their eyes, utterly shaken by this mythical battle.
Observer Net also erupted, with fervent comments surging in like a tidal wave.
"I kneel."
"This is too explosive!"
"My scalp is tingling. How can this be so cool..."
"Heroic Spirits are seriously too awesome!!!"
"So cool it's unreal~(≧▽≦)/~."
"The sound effects are incredible too!"
"Holy shit, why are they fighting in melee? What kind of Archer fights like this?!"
"Every ranged fighter has a heart that longs for close combat."
"Black Archer: Because she was too afraid of getting flanked, she put all her talent points into melee."
"Stop! Don't keep fighting! The principal of Hohzuki Academy is crying!"
"As everyone knows, the Holy Grail War is conducted in secret."
"Newton: I've already put my coffin lid back on myself. Go ahead and fly freely."
In Tokyo, the great yokai Nura Hyō stared fixedly at the Heavenly Curtain, his expression grave.
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