A Dimensional Journey Begins with the Dragon Clan

Chapter 1206 1199. "Indestructible Lake Light"

The ejected bullet casings flew in the air, the brass shining brightly.

Kirei used his left hand to pull out the black keys. There were four in total, which was the limit that he could use with one hand.

Feed new rounds into the magazine.The bullet slid in neatly, but this moment seemed so long in the quadruple acceleration time.

Kirei threw the black key, not to the front but upward. Under the high ceiling of the large props warehouse, four sharp blades were flying in the air like boomerangs. He does not intend to use the black keys to perform normal attacks, and his intentions are unknown. And there is no time to figure out his intentions now.

Swinging the gun upward to close the ammunition compartment, the Contender once again transformed into the ferocious-looking murder weapon.

Kirei was approaching, and he once again used the secret door step to shorten the distance between him and Kiritsugu. But that's it. Now Kiritsugu was able to dodge and shoot at the same time.

The black keys fall from above. With four sharp blades surrounding him like a birdcage, Kiritsugu finally noticed Kirei's tactics.

Blockade operation - If you want to avoid Kirei's sudden advance, no matter which direction you move, the sharp blade of the black key will be waiting for you. Kirei initially threw the Black Key with the purpose of blocking Kiritsugu's movement.

The only way to survive is to shoot before being attacked.

Kiritsugu aimed with Contender. Don't be anxious, don't panic. Just focus on hitting the enemy in front of you.

Kirei slammed his right foot on the ground and jumped forward. This lunge is equivalent to five steps. It's possible that your left foot will break when you land on the ground, but that doesn't matter, the next blow will determine the outcome. Don't be confused, your whole body is fully prepared. His purpose is to use the Eight Great Moves - Ground-Breaking Cannon. An earth-shattering uppercut is sure to shatter the opponent's skull.

Will win - both sides are sure of it.

Will die - both sides understand at the same time.

With the belief of killing, the fist and gun finally completed the final intersection.

Emiya Kiritsugu and Kotomine Kirei were in the middle of a fierce fight, but they failed to notice the strange thing above their heads.

Right above the large prop warehouse where they were, Irisviel's cold body was placed on the stage of the music auditorium.

As a "Guardian", she has lost all signs of life, and the organs in her body have long returned to the form of Holy Grail containers, waiting to recover the souls of the remaining Servants.

This vessel finally absorbed the soul of the fourth Servant after Archer's victory.

The sealing spell has disappeared, and due to the powerful magic gathered, the remaining waves bring scorching heat to the surrounding area.

The beautiful artificial human corpse was burned up in an instant and turned into ashes. Not only that, the golden cup that came into contact with the outside air scorched the floor and curtains, and raging flames swept through the empty stage.

On the stage where the fire was getting fiercer, the golden cup floated in the air as if being held by a pair of invisible hands. The Holy Grail descending ceremony that the "Three Founding Royal Families" dreamed of began quietly without even a priest.

Then - an invisible gap as thin as a hair appeared in the still closed "door". Through the small gap, something on the other side of the door quietly seeped into the Holy Grail.

That stuff looks very similar to "mud". Black, just black, like mud-like "objects".

The object that penetrated the Holy Grail suddenly dripped out, and then another drop, turning into a thin black line, like a crack in the dam. After a while, the black waves overflowed the container and flowed to the floor of the stage.

The stage floor was simply not strong enough to hold the dark thing. The sludge seeps into the new building materials and erodes, flowing deeper like melted snow seeping into the earth.

The moment the trigger of the magic gun was pulled——

The moment the ground groaned under a heavy step——

Kiritsugu only had Kirei in his eyes. Kirei only had Kiritsugu in his eyes.

Until the end, neither of them noticed the thing dripping from the ceiling.

At the moment when life and death intersected, the two men's bodies were covered with black mud falling from their heads.

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Now, pain was all that was felt.

It is impossible to tell whether a human being like Matou Kariya can feel pain or whether the concept of pain is attached to Kariya a garbage person. He felt that it didn't matter anymore.

Which part is hurting and why it is necessary to experience such pain? There is no way to know the causes and consequences.

Breathing hurts. The heartbeat hurts. Thinking hurts. The memories hurt.

There is nowhere to escape and nothing to do. I seem to have had a similar mood before, but I can't remember it. Maybe I have given up on myself.

The worm was crying inside his body. The worm was twisting its body in pain. The culprit that caused him pain was also making his last struggle at this moment.

Berserker. It must be because of that black wraith. At this time, Berserker was fighting. Because the magic power he needed far exceeded the amount that the Master could provide, he went berserk. The bugs were in pain because too much magic power had been sucked away, so they bit into Kariya's internal organs and kept struggling.

But there is nothing that can be done, there is no other way.

Berserker must fight, or so the priest said. I no longer remember his name, but they have made an agreement. He promised to give the Holy Grail to Kariya, so Berserker must fight.

The Holy Grail - it's the only thing that means everything to Kariya at this moment.

As long as the Holy Grail is obtained, the battle will be over. As long as I have the Holy Grail Sakura, I can be saved.

There seemed to be other things, but it was too painful to recall them. Those must be things beyond the scope of thinking.

Kariya didn't even know where this place was. He was originally in the cold darkness, but now he felt strangely hot, and it was difficult to even breathe. It seemed like he could smell something burning, maybe his body was burned, but it didn't matter. My body can't move anyway, and the most important thing now is Berserker's battle, and rescuing Sakura.

Sakura——Ah, I really want to see her again. I really want to see that child.

But Rin couldn't do it and couldn't see her again. I can’t see her again—no, why is that?

Just thinking about it makes me feel pain. The brain, consciousness and soul are being squeezed.

Something is wrong. It seemed like something important had happened. has a problem.

Although he noticed something strange, Kariya's thoughts were soon involved in endless pain again.

it hurts--

There is only pain. Uncomfortable——

I don't know how many times he was knocked into the air.

I don't know how many times he was knocked to the ground effortlessly. Saber has given up counting because she has lost count.

The strongest sword-wielding Servant, who made this up at random - now she is like a small boat in the storm. Facing the black sword wielded by Berserker, she could only give up her resistance and was attacked, unable to even make a decent counterattack. She doesn't even feel bad about it. The heart that was silent in despair had long lost any fighting spirit. She is no longer the heroic knight king known as the incarnation of the dragon. This is so tragic and deplorable.

He was supposed to save Irisviel. They had vowed to raise the Holy Grail together. She couldn't bow her head here, she knew it very well.

But, can't win. Facing that man and that sword, it was impossible to win.

"Indestructible Lake Light" - paired with King Arthur's "Sword of Oath of Victory", the supreme sword that people obtained from the elves.

The sword was dyed pitch black, and the magic power full of resentment in him caused the sword to become a berserker's sword.

He was originally the unique "perfect knight" who was admired by everyone. He was the flower blooming on the steep peak of chivalry. His figure and style were once the treasures of all those who aspired to be knights.

And he gave himself over to madness. His red eyes rolled with hatred, and he roared like a beast.

He yelled, I hate you.

He shouted, I curse you.

How on earth can we avoid the sword he swings with hatred?

Unable to face it. His vision was blurred by tears, and his legs were bent weakly. All Saber could do with all her strength at this time was to protect her body before receiving a fatal blow.

Sir Lancelot. Knight of the Lake.

Now that I think about it, there are actually many clues that can reveal his true identity.

He once concealed his name to protect the reputation of his friends and participated in horse racing in disguise. Even if he fell into a trap and faced the enemy's sharp blade with his bare hands, he won the victory with only the use of elm branches with his superb martial arts.

But even if she noticed it, Saber would definitely not admit it. He who was admired by everyone could actually be reduced to a Berserker - how could he be the "Knight of the Lake"?

Saber originally believed that they were friends. Even if they meet each other for some unavoidable reasons, their hearts are still the same. One side is the courtier who embodies chivalry, and the other side is the king who embodies chivalry.

But is this bond just her naive fantasy?

He has never forgiven and cannot accept it. After he died, he was still cursing such an ending and such a tragic fate with resentment.

Lancelot and Guinevere fell in love - Artoria did not regard this irreparable injustice as betrayal. All this was caused by the king's concealment of his gender. It is Guinevere who must bear this contradiction for life.

Arturia understood the weight of this sacrifice and expressed her gratitude to him. At the same time, there is also guilt in the play. But she was even comforted by the fact that she fell in love with her man, Lancelot. This man who has the same ideals as Wang will not put the country into crisis, and she believes that he will share the responsibility with her. And in fact, he did so. Although he was in the trouble of embarking on an unjust path, he still supported Guinevere and the king secretly.

The reason why it was exposed as a scandal, forcing the two to stand on opposite sides, was also planned by the traitors who hated Camelot. Since Lancelot could not sit back and watch his beloved woman be killed, Arturia had to execute him as a king.

No one is right, and it is precisely because everyone is right that the tragedy occurs.

In this way, Arturia always fought with her head held high as a king until the end.

Therefore, when facing the blood-stained battlefield on that hill, she could argue with God about the unfairness of fate.

If you implement the path you strive for but cannot get the correct result, then God must be at fault.

Then if there is a Holy Grail that can achieve miracles, she can always hold her head high. It is because of her belief that she will fight.

but--

"■■■■■■!!"

Under the relentless onslaught of Wuhui Huguang, Saber's holy sword groaned. This sword of light that promised victory had long since lost its meaning in the hands of its owner who had lost his will to fight. Berserker kept scolding Saber for being unable to fight back and only defending. At this moment, he had completely unleashed his true strength, and his swordsmanship was simply not comparable to his previous level. Even if Saber was uninjured at this moment, she might not be able to withstand that powerful aura.

But in the face of the opponent's ferocious attack and the pain of paralyzed hands and feet, Saber remained unmoved at all. The enemy's powerful strength and ruthless attacks, which were several times higher than her own, were gradually breaking down her spirit.

Ah, my friend...is this what you meant?

So desperate for fate? Are you using your hatred to curse the king and country that brought you despair?

We originally had the same dream, and we all risked our lives to save the country.

If there is no difference in our ambitions then why do you hate so much. Do you regret it?

——Salvation alone cannot lead——

no. Tell me that's not the case.

Lancelot. only you. I hope you can understand. Because you are people's ideal knight.

I hope you can nod your head and agree that what I'm doing is absolutely right...

——Leave the people who have lost their way and want to be a saint alone——

"stop!!"

Saber relied on her last sanity to block the falling black sword, and at the same time shouted with all her strength.

"...Stop it...please..."

With a whimper, his knees fell to the ground softly.

I can't move anymore, I've reached my limit. There is no way to defend against the next attack.

Perhaps, this is the only salvation.

Since he is so unwilling and hates it so much - then there is no other way to compensate other than to use his body to receive the sword he brought back.

Just when Saber decided to give up resistance completely, Berserker suddenly stopped.

Saber and Berserker had no way of knowing that just tens of seconds ago, the imprinting bug in Kariya Matou's body that was lurking in the machine room of the underground parking lot stopped moving. In order to keep Berserker in the present world, the small amount of magic power in Kariya's body was absorbed in large amounts, and the demand for magic power doubled after the release of the final Noble Phantasm. Finally, the engraved worm was exhausted due to the heavy load.

The reserve magic power that originally allowed the Servant to remain in the present world for several hours without the Master was consumed in ten seconds due to Berserker's rampage. At this moment, the magic power driving this killing machine suddenly dried up, causing Berserker to come to an emergency stop as if it had malfunctioned.

In the silence of the sudden visit, Saber's hand could clearly feel Berserker's gradually disappearing heartbeat. The hilt of the sword was held tightly in his hand, and the sharp edge of his beloved sword penetrated the black armor.

This result is so ironic, who could have predicted it?

In this short moment, the outcome was decided. Saber felt ashamed of her shallow greed, and she couldn't help crying.