Siegfried's sixth slash was deflected by Karna's spear.
Two figures crossed, collided, separated, and then crossed again on the moonlit grass.
The enhanced Siegfried did indeed outperform Karna in terms of stats.
In every encounter, Karna was forced back by the force of the impact.
The grass beneath our feet had been plowed into deep furrows.
But Karna's marksmanship remained perfectly in sync despite the difference in strength.
Each parry was executed with extreme precision, deflecting most of the impact to the side.
The golden armor absorbed the aftershocks, and the faint white marks on its surface were almost invisible under the golden light.
"At this rate, they could fight until dawn and still not have a winner."
Mukuro Hoshimiya flew 300 meters in the air, her long golden hair blown horizontally by the night wind.
In her vision, every clash between the two Servant on the ground exploded like fireworks.
Meanwhile, Gordes, on the edge of the battlefield, was becoming increasingly restless.
Taking advantage of the moment when Siegfried and Karna temporarily separated, he jogged over to Jeanne d'Arc of Arc.
"Ruler!"
Gordes's voice carried a deliberate warmth, like a convenience store owner greeting a regular customer.
"The situation is clear: Lancer from the Red Faction is attacking you! This constitutes hostile behavior towards the referee! Saber and I are here to rescue you, so in return—"
"No."
Jeanne d'Arc's voice was very soft, but Gordes's next sentence was immediately cut off.
"What?"
"You mean you want me to team up with your Saber to attack the Red Faction's Servant?"
Jeanne d'Arc of Arc straightened the flag, her blue eyes calmly looking at Gordes.
"This is against the rules of the Holy Grail War. Ruler is a referee, not a combatant. I will not participate in battles between factions in any form."
"But he just attacked you!"
"That's between me and Lancer from the Red Faction, it's none of your business."
Gordes's mouth opened, closed, then opened again.
Karna stood about fifty meters away, his spear pointing diagonally at the ground, the green afterglow slowly swirling around him.
He overheard Gordes and Jeanne d'Arc of Arc's conversation.
"It doesn't matter if you all come at me together."
His tone was as calm as if he were talking about the weather.
There was no Wrath or contempt in his green eyes, only an almost transparent calmness.
Gordes's breathing became rapid.
The embodiment of "impotent rage" is probably the expression on Gordes's face right now.
If we could eliminate one of the Red Faction's top-tier Servant today, right now, on the spot.
This level of achievement was enough to make everyone in the Yggdmillennia look at the Musik family with new respect.
What does Fiore matter? What does Darnic's attention matter?
At that time, everyone will look up to him Gordes Musik!
He suddenly raised his head and looked up at the Mukuro Hoshimiya in the sky.
"Archer!"
Mukuro Hoshimiya ignored him.
"Archer! You should have the ability to provide ranged support attacks, right? Why aren't you helping Saber now!"
Gordes's voice rose to the point of cracking.
Mukuro Hoshimiya spun in the air and slowly descended.
She hovered about fifty meters above the ground, looking down at Gordes.
I'm considering whether or not to make the call.
"What?! What are you thinking?! Saber is fighting the enemy!"
"What I'm thinking about is, what if my attack kills Saber too?"
Gordes's expression froze.
Mukuro Hoshimiya ignored him.
She refocused her attention on the battlefield.
Siegfried and Karna widened the distance between them again.
Siegfried's breathing became noticeably heavier; even for a top-tier Heroic Spirit like him, the continuous high-intensity output was taking a toll.
Karna is also in a difficult situation.
Several clear cracks appeared on the golden armor, and his breathing became much faster than before.
Neither of them used their trump cards.
Siegfried's Phantasmal Greatsword: Felling of the Sky Demon has not been released with its true name.
Karna's Spear of Certain Death has never been used.
With neither side using their Noble Phantasm, the current battle is purely a matter of close-quarters attrition.
Gua sha (scraping therapy).
You scratch me, I scratch you.
Neither can do anything about the other.
Mukuro Hoshimiya didn't want to watch the gua sha performance anymore.
She lifted up the Michael.
The tip of the staff shone with a silvery-white light, like a small, moving star in the night sky.
"Untie."
A white beam of light shot out from the tin staff.
Decomposition rays.
The part that is hit will be forcibly broken down into its most basic molecules.
For Servant Heroic Spirit, this attack possesses invincibility piercing, making it impossible for any defensive Noble Phantasm to completely block it.
The beam of light pierced the night sky, shooting straight toward Karna.
Karna turned to the side.
The beam of light grazed past his shoulder by about three centimeters and disappeared into the distant night.
The second time.
"Untie."
The beam of light was emitted from different angles.
Karna leans back.
The beam of light passed five centimeters above his chest.
The third time.
The fourth time.
The fifth time.
All efforts were in vain.
Karna's evasive maneuver was not exaggerated.
It could even be described as composed.
It was as if he anticipated the trajectory of the attack, and each time he managed to dodge just before the beam arrived.
Mukuro Hoshimiya stopped attacking.
If the power were increased further, the coverage area of the rays would expand, but Siegfried was still locked in close combat with Karna.
His own disintegration ray is a penetrating attack, which even the Armor of Fafnir cannot block.
Accidentally injuring Siegfried would be a complete waste of time.
I guess I'll have to try a large-scale attack after all.
"Um, Gordes."
Mukuro Hoshimiya's voice floated down from the sky.
"What are you doing!"
Look to your right.
Gordes instinctively turned his head.
About three meters to his right, a golden slit suddenly appeared in the air.
A portal.
On the other side of the door is the inner corridor of the Millennia Fortress, where you can see wall lamps and stone brick patterns.
"Go in."
"What?"
"I'm about to use a wide-area attack. You'll die if you don't dodge."
Gordes was stunned for a moment.
Then, without hesitation, he stepped into the portal.
Jeanne d'Arc did not move.
She stood there, the flag propped up beside her, her blue eyes fixed on Mukuro Hoshimiya.
I'm not leaving.
"What ever."
Mukuro Hoshimiya ignored her.
She refocused her attention on the battlefield.
Siegfried had just blocked one of Karna's shots, and the two were in a brief standoff.
Mukuro Hoshimiya opened another spatial portal about fifteen meters behind him.
The same golden light.
The same passageway leads into the fortress.
"Saber."
Siegfried tilted his head slightly.
"Go through that door. I'm going to use a wide-area attack."
Siegfried glanced at the portal.
Then he took two steps back and retreated into the portal.
disappear.
Karna watched as the two Black Faction Servant vanished into thin air within seconds, a flicker of alertness flashing in his green eyes.
He gripped his spear tightly and assumed a defensive stance.
Mukuro Hoshimiya took one last look at Jeanne d'Arc, who was still standing there.
Then she turned around and walked into a portal.
The grassland was once again open.
The night wind blew across the battle-ravaged ground, stirring up a few pieces of dirt.
Karna stood in the center of the battlefield, his spear held horizontally in front of him, golden magic flowing over its shaft.
He looked around.
There was something wrong with the air.
Then he looked up at the sky.
Next to the moon.
A crack appeared in the air.
It's not one of those spatial portals that only one person could pass through.
The crack is widening.
It went from a line to a slit, and from a slit to a huge round hole.
A giant portal, over two hundred meters in diameter, slowly unfolded in the night sky.
The other side of the door wasn't the fortress's corridor.
It was the pitch-black outer space.
Countless stars twinkled in the darkness.
Then, a huge, burning rock sphere with a surface covered in craters emerged from that door.
Meteorite.
A meteorite approximately 200 meters in diameter.
It was hurtling down towards Karna's location at extremely high speed, leaving a trail of orange-red flames.
Karna's green pupils narrowed slightly.
His reaction was quick enough.
The instant the meteorite detached from the portal, he concentrated all his magic power into the spear.
The golden light surged.
He held his spear upright, the tip pointing to the sky, assuming a stance for full-force blocking.
However, the mass and speed of the meteorite far exceeded the range of ordinary attacks.
At the same time.
An image flashed through Jeanne d'Arc of Arc's mind.
That was a " Revelation ".
There was no warning, no logical basis whatsoever.
There is only one scene: a huge burning rock falls from the sky, crashes to the ground, and white light engulfs everything.
She herself was also in that scene.
Jeanne d'Arc did not think.
She instinctively raised the flag in her hand.
" My Luminosité Eternelle!"
The flag flew high.
A massive barrier of light spread out from the top of the banner, enveloping a circular area with a radius of about fifty meters centered on Jeanne d'Arc of Arc.
EX-rank Magic Resistance full power translates into absolute physical defense.
The next second.
The meteorite struck the ground.
It emitted a white light that was even more dazzling than the sun.
The darkness within a ten-kilometer radius was completely dispelled in an instant.
The shockwave spread outwards from the point of impact, and the earth cracked like a cookie being crushed by an invisible giant hand.
Centered on the point of impact, a giant crater with a diameter of nearly ten miles formed within seconds.
Hundreds of thousands of tons of soil and rocks were thrown into the air.
A mushroom cloud, several kilometers high, rose from the impact point, like a blooming flower of death, radiating an orange-red light in the night.
The shockwave reached the walls of the Millennia Fortress thirty seconds later, causing the entire medieval fortress to tremble slightly.
Then all fell silent.
At the very center of the impact point was a bottomless crater.
The temperature at the bottom of the pit was high enough to melt the rocks, and dark red magma slowly seeped out from the cracks.
Karna stood in the center of the giant crater.
He is still alive.
But the condition is no longer acceptable.
The surface of the golden armor was covered with spiderweb-like cracks, reducing the defensive capabilities of the Shemesh Armor by more than half.
A trace of golden blood clung to the corner of his mouth.
His breathing was heavy, and each breath caused his chest to vibrate.
But his gaze remained calm.
He tried to lift the spear, only to find that his right arm reacted half a second slower than expected.
Not far away, a ball of white light slowly dissipated.
Jeanne d'Arc knelt on one knee.
The flag was planted in the ground in front of me, its coat of arms still faintly glowing.
The Noble Phantasm blocked the direct impact of the shockwave.
She looked up at Karna in the center of the pit.
The Servant took the direct hit from the meteorite.
Still standing.
The demigod hero's endurance was perfectly in line with her judgment; ordinary methods could not kill him.
At the edge of the giant crater, golden light cracked open once more in the air.
Both spatial portals opened simultaneously.
Mukuro Hoshimiya emerged from the first door.
She patted non-existent dust off her cheongsam and looked around at the scene of destruction.
Their gazes fell upon Karna at the bottom of the pit.
Siegfried emerged from the second door.
He looked at the giant crater in front of him, then at the mushroom cloud in the sky that had not yet completely dissipated.
"..."
Gordes emerged from beside the second spatial portal.
He saw the scene before him.
A giant crater, ten miles in diameter, lies on the ground.
The lava was still radiating residual heat.
The mushroom cloud slowly dissipated in the sky.
His mouth was open in an "O" shape.
Mukuro Hoshimiya ignored the reactions of those around her.
She looked at Karna at the bottom of the pit.
Karna was looking at her too.
The green pupils reflected the blonde girl in the pinkish-purple cheongsam floating in the air.
"That's your Noble Phantasm?"
"More or less."
Karna nodded.
He tried to get back into a fighting stance, but his right arm movements were noticeably slower than before.
His condition is visibly declining.
But he still possesses the ability to fight and retreat simultaneously.
The two sides stood facing off for about three seconds.
Karna's body began to become translucent.
The Red Faction's Master is using Command Spell to recall him.
"Let's continue next time."
His voice had become very distant, as if it came from another world.