Memorable scenes from various anime and manga crossovers: Starting with Emiya the Great Hero

[Scene shifts! Lancelot and Allash's battle continues.]

[The indestructible lake light in Lancelot's hand, radiating light, struck Ahrush's shoulder, passing him by...]

Lancelot, with his back to Allash, turned and praised, "Not bad! Allash..."

As those words fell, Alash realized something and looked at his slashed shoulder!

"The bindings are completely broken, the lake is so bright, Aroundlight Over 1!!"

[Alash's wound on his shoulder extended, and a blue light erupted from his body. He collapsed to the ground, bleeding profusely, as if he had been slashed multiple times!]

[Bedwell, watching the light from afar, exclaimed in astonishment, "That light is...!!"]

When Bedivere and Fujimaru Ritsuka arrived, they found Allash lying in a pool of blood!

"Ahhh... How could this be!" Fujimaru Ritsuka exclaimed in disbelief. Someone could actually defeat this legendary hero!

Suddenly, a red-haired knight appeared nearby, his eyes closed, saying, "Alas! I am deeply saddened!"

[He spoke of sadness, but his face remained expressionless, and his tone was utterly indifferent.]

[Bedwell looked at the figure and slowly said, "Knight Tristan!"]

Chapter 75 A Shooting Star! Stella!!

"Is this yet another new Knight of the Round Table?"

"This is it, we're completely finished! They're already struggling to deal with just one round table..."

"If only Wang Ha could have made a move at this moment!"

"We'll make sure they never return!"

Academy City

"Now even Tristan, the one known as the Son of Sorrow, has appeared...!" Misaki Shokuhou silently picked up the history book she had thrown away and continued reading!

"But is Arashcamango, the so-called great hero, really going to leave the stage like this?!"

According to historical records, he was a great hero who ended a sixty-year war between Persia and Turku. He shouldn't have left the stage so easily!

Type-Moon Fourth War

"Lord Tristan...!" As more and more Knights of the Round Table appeared, she was at a loss for how to react!

You were once so gentle and kind, but now you've allowed soldiers to slaughter villagers, not even sparing this last piece of pure land.

What kind of king did I become in that world? Why would you all follow such a king?

Bedivere looked at Tristan's tightly closed eyes and asked in bewilderment, "Your eyes...!"

“Yes! To avoid witnessing the imminent spread of the tragedy of the August 23rd Incident!” Tristan said calmly.

"Sadness!" Bedivere was enraged upon hearing this. "Is this your justification for slaughtering civilians?" he roared, standing up angrily. "Have you abandoned the honor of the Knights of the Round Table?"

“This is my loyalty to the Lion King!” Tristan’s face was somber that his features were obscured.

Upon hearing this, Bedivere drew his longsword and slowly stepped forward!

"Buzz—!"

Tristan plucked the strings of his Noble Phantasm, and with a soft sound, a dazzling red arrow struck Bedivere's sword!

"Truly admirable!" Tristan praised verbally, but his fingers moved faster as he typed.

[Red arrows are being fired at an ever-increasing speed and frequency!]

Bedivere could only defend himself with his sword, closing in on Tristan step by step!

"It's heartbreaking that you can unleash such killing intent!" Tristan spoke as if deeply saddened, yet a smile played on his lips.

“No knight has ever cooperated with me as perfectly as you!” Bedivere said with utmost seriousness, a hint of sadness in his voice, “We are…!”

“A former friend!” Tristan added with a smile, his eyes closed.

[Because he was a friend, Bedivere was so enraged. He strode forward, pressing his sword against the Noble Phantasm in the other's hand, and roared, "If the King has approved of what you have done, I will step over your dead body and question the King!"]

"To let you meet the current king?" Tristan forcefully knocked Bedivere back, then frowned and said in a low voice, "I can't think of anything more tragic."

Type-Moon Fifth War

"As expected!! Something happened to me...!" Watching her former knights fight each other, Artoria felt immense pain in her heart.

You know, the two used to be a perfectly matched team! Now they're facing each other like swords.

[Bedwell charged back the instant he was thrown back, golden light gathering in his hands once more!]

"Grip his sword tight! Silver Arm Swisson Agsteram!"

A golden light flashed across Tristan's body, and as the smoke dissipated, Bedivere suddenly collapsed to his knees.

"The sound of burning flesh and bone!" Tristan, covered in blood, stared at Bedivere, who was emitting smoke, his face grim. "This smell... is truly unbearable!"

He then smiled, but uttered cruel words: "Let's end this tragedy at the cost of our friendship!"

"Does this mean that every time Bedivere uses the Silver Arm, he has to endure the pain of his flesh and bones burning?!"

"How many times did he do it?!"

"I think I've used it three or four times already, and the more I use it, the worse I feel! Now I can't even stand up after using it..."

"But without using this power, we cannot defeat the Knights of the Round Table!"

Tristan once again activated his Noble Phantasm, but this time the attack was blocked by Mash's shield.

Using the shield as a shield, Bedivere, supported by Fujimaru Ritsuka, gradually approached Tristan!

"By Command Spell! Mash! Let the wall of resolute determination shine! Protect the weak!" Fujimaru Ritsuka decisively used the Command Spell!

The blue light reappeared on the shield, and the blue pentagram magic circle strengthened its defenses, rendering Tristan's arrows ineffective against it!

"Failnaught! Dance as I will!" As Bedivere's glowing right hand drew ever closer, Tristan hastily unleashed his Noble Phantasm.

But it was already night, and Bedivere's resolute cry echoed through the heavens and earth: "Devour my soul, gallop forth!"

"Grip his sword tight! Silver Arm Swisson Agsteram!"

As the light faded, Tristan collapsed to the ground, and Bedivere, unable to withstand the side effects, also collapsed!

But then, a bright light suddenly appeared in the sky, illuminating the entire area!

[A frantic shout came from Dr. Roman: "A high-density magical reaction has appeared in the sky! Everyone, get out of there immediately!"]

At this moment, everyone looked up at the sky, where dark clouds swirled continuously. Then, a beam of holy light pierced through the clouds.

The intense magical reaction caused everyone to forget to resist, accompanied by a bright beam of light that illuminated the entire mountain range.

[A gigantic spear radiating golden light burst forth from the dark clouds!!]

Everyone stared at the sky in utter astonishment, utterly devoid of any will to resist. Under this attack, they would undoubtedly be reduced to ashes.

"This is the Lion King's judgment! The Holy Lance Lungminiad!" Tristan, lying on the ground, spoke slowly.

"They're even going to judge their own people along with them!?"

Just how cruel was that Lion King?

"But the light emanated a holy and sacred aura! It was as if one could receive salvation..."

"What kind of treasure is it exactly?"

Type-Moon Fifth War

"This is the Holy Lance!! Lungerminiad!!" Rin Tohsaka exclaimed in shock.

"This is not a human weapon; legend says it's a divinely forged weapon crafted from a planet!" (Read thrilling novels at Feilu Novel Network!)

Is there really anyone who can resist it...?

Academy City

"What a joke! You'll definitely die..." Misaki Shokuhou said in a terrified voice, making it impossible for anyone to muster any will to resist.

Mob Psycho 100

Looking at the magnificent pillar of light, Shigeo Kageyama's originally calm emotions suddenly surged; such a battle was truly terrifying.

JOJO World

"His own Knights of the Round Table are still lying there!" Does he really need to invoke a holy judgment for this?! Does that Lion King not even consider them lives?

Bucciarati couldn't understand why they would do this. These were his precious combatants.

"Sir Tristan! Have you all gone mad?!" Bedivere demanded angrily.

[Tristan, who had been calm, retorted loudly: "If they're insane! How could we possibly allow a purge!"]

"That king has finally abandoned the hearts of the people. Farewell, my dear friend."

Bedivere instructed Fujimaru Ritsuka to deploy the shield; with the shield's protection, they might be safe.

"What about the villagers? What about you?" Fujimaru Ritsuka cried out anxiously.

Bedivere lay on the ground, reflecting on his past, perhaps with a sense of relief: "This is the best I can do."

"Don't give up!" Alash, dripping with hot blood, staggered towards them, declaring with unwavering certainty, "There's still a way!"

"This is not where you will die!"