Mukuro Hoshimiya was forced to the edge of the battlefield.
Heracles ' axe came down from the front, Karna's spear pierced from the left flank, and Achilles flanked from the right. The simultaneous attacks from three directions almost blocked all escape routes.
She used the Michael to block Heracles ' axe and sword, but the force of the blow forced her back three steps.
Karna's spear tip grazed the edge of her Astral Dress, leaving a white mark.
Achilles ' kick followed immediately, striking her side.
Mukuro Hoshimiya was kicked and sent flying, bouncing twice on the ground before coming to a stop.
The Astral Dress was intact.
But the moment she lay on the ground, supporting Michael stood up, the expression on her face had completely changed.
It was no longer the lazy, impatient feeling of someone whose afternoon nap had been disturbed.
It was a genuine Wrath that came from the very core of one's being.
That's enough.
This time she didn't lower her voice.
That's enough.
She could have run away.
Once she opens a portal and enters, neither the three people on the other side nor Jeanne d'Arc can catch her.
But she didn't want to run anymore.
Being surrounded and attacked Servant four Servants, even without having his defenses breached, the feeling of frustration had reached its limit.
She wanted to teach these three Servant an unforgettable lesson.
Mukuro Hoshimiya stood up straight.
The Michael was spun around in her hand, and then she did something that surprised everyone on the other side.
She pointed the tip of the Michael's staff at herself.
"Put".
The enhanced light did not strike any enemy, but instead poured entirely into her own Spirit Origin.
Mukuro Hoshimiya's body was engulfed by light.
Then they dispersed.
Standing still, Mukuro Hoshimiya was completely different from before.
The pink cheongsam she was wearing had disappeared, replaced by a combat Astral Dress mainly in black and red.
The black, form-fitting cheongsam accentuated the body's lines, and the overall design became more compact and suitable for high-speed combat.
The defensive capabilities of the Astral Dress are further enhanced in its unleashed state.
And the Michael has also changed.
The key-shaped staff twisted, stretched, and reformed in the light, transforming into a black and red long-handled halberd.
The surface of the halberd shimmered with a dark red magical luster, and the shaft was engraved with fine red patterns.
Mukuro Hoshimiya's base attributes have been significantly improved across the board.
Strength B is elevated to A+.
Durability C sublimates to A.
Agile B is upgraded to A+.
All three stats have been brought up to the threshold of demigod hero level.
She could barely keep up with the attack speed of the three demigod heroes.
Achilles whistled.
"Oh, you've transformed?"
Mukuro Hoshimiya did not answer.
She disappeared.
No, it didn't disappear; it just moved too fast for the naked eye to keep up.
The next second, the halberd cleaved down from above Achilles ' head.
Achilles barely managed to raise his spear to parry, the halberd's blade striking the spear shaft without making a sound.
Achilles ' expression changed.
A chip appeared on the surface of the spear shaft after it was struck by the halberd.
The small piece of material that made up the gun barrel was directly broken down into the most basic particles and dissipated into the air.
And no amount of magic can restore it.
"What?"
Achilles jumped back and glanced down at his spear.
The notch was so smooth it looked like it had been laser-cut.
Mukuro Hoshimiya didn't give him time to think.
The halberd swept horizontally, slicing towards Karna's waist.
Karna slammed his spear down to parry, the blade of his halberd grazing the shaft and leaving a mark of disintegration on its surface.
Karna took a half step back.
Mukuro Hoshimiya tore open a spatial portal in the air and appeared from the other side, his battle halberd aimed straight at Heracles's back.
The great hero instinctively twisted his body and parried with his axe and sword.
The moment the halberd and the axe-sword clashed, a mark of disintegration appeared on the surface of Heracles ' axe-sword.
The three people surrounded them again.
But this time, the offense and defense are completely different from before.
Mukuro Hoshimiya is no longer the one passively taking the beating.
Her speed increased by a whole level, and the portal opened much faster, appearing in another location almost as soon as it disappeared.
The halberd left streaks of black and red afterimages in the air, each swing carrying the power to disintegrate.
Heracles, Karna, and Achilles had to fight with all their might and dared not be careless in the slightest.
Anything touched by the halberd will be disintegrated.
Weapons, armor, and even the Spirit Origin.
It cannot be restored by any means.
Although Mukuro Hoshimiya's attacks were powerful, they were never able to truly hit their bodies.
Mukuro Hoshimiya lacks practical experience.
Since being summoned, she has only fought with her full strength a handful of times.
Most of the time, they rely on the overwhelming advantage of their Noble Phantasm to defeat their opponents, and they rarely have the experience of engaging in close combat with Servant of the same level as they do now.
Her attack trajectory was too straight and too easy to predict.
Heracles, with the combat instincts honed through countless battles, dodged to the side before the halberd could fall.
Karna's spear struck precisely at the weak point of the halberd's force, deflecting the attack.
Achilles went further, striking the side of the halberd shaft with the shaft of his spear, deflecting the halberd's trajectory by half a foot.
Several attacks were dodged.
Mukuro Hoshimiya gritted her teeth.
These guys have incredibly strong physical instincts.
It's not a matter of reaction speed, it's a difference in combat experience.
Their bodies, honed through countless battles, possess a heightened sense of danger, enabling them to predict the trajectory of an attack before it even lands.
No matter how fast or how tricky Mukuro Hoshimiya's attacks were, they were always just a little bit off.
She needs a target she can't avoid.
Mukuro Hoshimiya's gaze swept across the battlefield, locking onto Jeanne d'Arc, who was approaching from afar.
Jeanne d'Arc.
Agile A.
One level below my current self.
Mukuro Hoshimiya's figure disappeared.
The next second, she appeared before Jeanne d'Arc.
The halberd cleaved down from above.
Jeanne d'Arc of Arc raised her banner to parry, but the halberd struck the banner, causing her to bend at the knees and the ground beneath her feet to shatter.
"Well!"
Joan of Jeanne d'Arc's arms were trembling.
The difference in strength is too great.
In her Mukuro Hoshimiya's strength (A+) is no match for Jeanne d'Arc's relatively unremarkable strength stat; it's simply a clash of completely different levels.
The halberd swung out again, sweeping across Jeanne d'Arc of Arc's waist.
Jeanne d'Arc leaped back, the blade of her halberd grazing the surface of her Spiritron Dress.
A small piece of the Spiritron Dress was torn apart, revealing the scratched skin underneath.
Jeanne d'Arc was given no chance to catch her breath.
Mukuro Hoshimiya caught up.
The halberd swung continuously, each strike faster and heavier than the last.
Jeanne d'Arc defended with all her might, and the flag blocked most of the attacks, but each parry was draining her strength, and each collision made her arms even more numb.
The blade of the halberd sliced across her left shoulder, tearing a large piece of her Spiritron Dress and exposing the bone beneath the flesh.
"Ah!"
Jeanne d'Arc screamed and staggered backward.
Irreversible injury.
Wounds caused by the decomposition ability cannot be healed by healing Magecraft, because the decomposed flesh will be permanently lost.
Jeanne d'Arc Arc glanced down at her left shoulder; the wound was deep enough to expose the bone, and blood was flowing incessantly.
She looked up at Mukuro Hoshimiya, who was approaching her.
The black and red Astral Dress gleamed dangerously in the moonlight, and the halberd dragged on the ground, carving a deep trench in the stone.
Joan of Jeanne d'Arc's heart sank.
If this fight continues, she will be the first to be eliminated, even before Mukuro Hoshimiya.
She has to make a choice.
Divine Judgment Command Spell.
"In the name of the Command Spell-- "
" Black Berserker Heracles, use your most powerful Noble Phantasm to attack Black Archer Mukuro Hoshimiya!"
The Command Spell transformed into a red light and flew towards Heracles.
Heracles ' body suddenly stopped.
His axe and sword vanished from his hands.