I, the Masked Swordsman, started my journey through a Lostbelt.

The sea of ​​demons summoned by Morgan possesses extremely strong corrosive properties, which can slow down the opponent to some extent.

The silent black ocean suddenly boiled.

The high temperature burned and evaporated it into pure magic that drifted into the air, with flames remaining on his body.

Karna has more than just golden armor.

He can also convert the magic power in his body into flames, but this consumes too much energy for the Servant.

He usually doesn't choose to maintain a relationship for too long.

"That armor, and the quality of this magic. It seems that simple attacks won't work. So what should we do?"

Morgan's voice carried a hint of irony.

The deep blue light emanating from the staff turned dark red.

The flames attached to Karna were transformed into magical form, and were all absorbed by the wand, condensing into a sphere resembling a blood bead.

Karna frowned slightly as he looked at him.

A bad feeling was spreading in my heart.

"Since your armor protects you from the outside, I'll let you trigger the collapse from the inside."

The dark red sphere that had been condensed on the staff was transferred to his hand.

Morgan crushed it without any mercy.

Karna, still unaware of what was happening, shuddered violently, and a tearing pain shot through his internal organs.

"Pooh!"

Karna clutched his stomach and knelt on the ground.

The blood he vomited contained fragments of internal organs.

This was his first injury since the start of the battle.

By absorbing his magic power as a medium for activating spells, and then destroying it from within Karna's body.

The Golden Armor has a fatal weakness.

That means being unable to defend against damage from within the body.

"Very good. How does it feel to have your internal organs crushed by me? As a witch, I have many more tricks like this for me."

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Morgan's words contain elements of sadomasochistic pleasure.

Ten more magical blades were quickly created, this time without pointing their tips at Karna.

Instead, it was aimed at Morgan, who was the master.

The blade pierced her delicate body in the next second.

However, it was not Morgan who was pierced that was injured, but Karna who was kneeling on the ground.

Bloodstained blades pierced his body.

"Destroy the followers of Pan-Human History!"

Morgan's staff shone brightly once more.

Karna, whose body had been crushed and pierced, slowly raised his head, his eyes, though devoid of their former brilliance, still held a fighting spirit.

Even a fatal wound is not worth mentioning.

"Flames, burn!"

Karna's magical power erupted once again.

A fiery bombardment erupted from him, and everything visible within a 20-meter radius was burned to ashes.

"Humph."

Morgan gave a disdainful sneer.

A barrier of ice, the exact opposite of scorching heat, was formed.

Instantly, a hundred meters around was filled with billowing steam created by the collision of ice and fire, and there Karna's figure slowly rose up.

Judging from his momentum, he showed no signs of weakening.

The powerful healing ability of the Golden Armor is demonstrated here.

With a sufficient supply of magic, even fatal wounds can be healed quickly.

Divide, divide, line,

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Karna leaps into the air from the smoke.

The streets below were already filled with spells prepared by Morgan, and once they landed, they would be bombarded from all sides.

Morgan can also directly attack other people's internal organs.

Don't get too close to her.

In the instant he soared through the air, he devised the optimal solution.

As expected, we still need to use our Noble Phantasms for long-range bombardment.

Morgan shared the same thought.

Karna is extremely powerful with just his golden armor, but she is not without ways to deal with him.

Morgan's true weapon was divinely created armor.

Rungominiad, standing at the Tower at the End of the World.

Both sides are considering using their Noble Phantasms.

Karna made his decision even faster.

The tip of the spear in his hand was burning with crimson flames, and the core of his magical energy was spinning at high speed.

"Brahma, curse—"

Karna revealed the first half of the Noble Phantasm's true name.

He spotted Tulipas's situation from high above.

The streets where they just fought were deserted, but the rest of the city was not.

People living in this world are living in this city.

The children are playing and having fun on the other side of the city.

The adults, on the other hand, are doing hard and simple work for tomorrow.

One strike would reduce them to ashes.

Their spirits are nothing but illusions existing in the past.

Those humans living right now...

Whoever it may be, they are treasures to the heroic spirits, for they are here constantly striving for the sake of the living.

He should be like this as a hero.

This was Karna's idea.

“…”

Karna realized this and withdrew his Noble Phantasm.

The boiling magic within his body was rapidly cooling down, and the flames that had clung to his body dissipated along with it.

He landed smoothly in front of Morgan.

I couldn't sense any fighting spirit in him.

"Caster (magician), let's save the fight for next time. We can't unleash our full power here..."

Karna no longer intended to fight.

He didn't come away empty-handed from this battle.

At least we've successfully tested the third party who stole the Holy Grail, so we can unleash our full power in the next battle.

"Ha, next time, my husband will cut off your head."

"Then I will look forward to it. Next time, whether the enemy is a witch or that Master, I look forward to fighting with you."

As Karna spoke, his body gradually transformed into particles of light.

He vanished from Morgan's sight after entering a spirit form, leaving behind this street that was extensively destroyed.

Karna's departure spared Morgan from using the divinely created weapons.

He is undoubtedly noble as a hero.

If humans in a singularity die accidentally, then even repairing the singularity cannot bring them back to life.