Lu Mingfei is transforming into the final boss.

"I don't care if you get any more outrageous." Her red eyes flashed. "Sending me to a dark, damp place is enough to make you deserve to die a thousand deaths."

The way she closed the Gate of Babylon was actually very simple; she simply picked up the key and locked the door. That's how she put an elephant in a refrigerator. Yes, that's it. Such an absurd fact would be meaningless for ordinary humans and magicians even if they picked up the key. Just like an ordinary person trying to put an elephant in a refrigerator, whatever they want to do can only remain in their imagination. But for her, she could actually do it.

"Actually, I really want to continue playing with you." Her smile was a little faint. "But if this continues, things will get very complicated."

A distant black mist descends, carrying the knight of plague.

That's what she was referring to. She has no interest in the underworld; being dragged in would only bring trouble. She has a more worthwhile goal: guiding humanity.

"I really want to let you go. It's not that I can't be merciful, but this child doesn't seem to be planning to do so."

That steel body shimmered with a seven-colored halo, and countless lines and dots, like lenses refracting sunlight, swirled and circulated until they locked onto Gilgamesh, where a spark first appeared...

Then, bubbles burst forth like ripples on water, continuing their journey even after piercing Gilgamesh's abdomen. They passed through a building several kilometers away in a straight line, their end clearly visible, with strange blue flowers blooming along their edges.

"Huh?" Lu Mingfei's golden eyes widened in shock, her eyelids twitching slightly as she used her all-seeing eyes to reconfirm the situation. But no matter how many times she looked, she could only confirm one fact: "Gilgamesh is really dead?"

Isn't this a bit sudden?

The beautiful woman's choice of words was also worth pondering. She called herself a god, but that shouldn't be the case. Lu Mingfei was unaware that she possessed divine qualities. She was born ordinary into her mother's arms and grew up in ordinariness. Ordinariness and commonality were the primary characteristics that permeated her life. However, her parents never appeared, which was perhaps the most extraordinary aspect of her life.

If one had to explain, then it could only be that her mother or father was also a deity, which is why she, as a deity, could be born. Following this logic, it seems understandable that they have been unable to find anyone. After all, there are cases where people achieve great things but refuse to tell their sons or daughters. She seems to understand everything.

Lu Mingfei clenched her fists, as if sensing something, then turned her head to look in the other direction.

"Huh?" All she could see in her eyes was endless black mist.

She sensed no evil in the fog, but rather a vague familiarity that left her unsure of what was going on.

This sense of familiarity was the culprit behind her not realizing what was happening.

Emerging from an unknown hospital, an endless, pitch-black fog, like a mythical flood, engulfed the place, enveloping all life and shrouding everything.

After that, only silent city streets remained.

Within the barrier of that underworld, as if dead, that power was truly unleashed.

"The second phase has begun."

Lu Mingze muttered to himself.

Ayaka Sajo felt like she was dreaming; she saw ancient history from the past.

She stood tall on the vast ice plain, the pure white ice layer tinged with blue covering the mountains that pierced the sky, the sky itself the color of blood.

"Where...is this place?" She seemed to have just been watching Richard's past, a very ordinary mother-son chat, which showed her an unknown side of the confident and energetic king, and she found it quite interesting. Or rather, seeing the cute side of a friend is certainly interesting.

But where is this place? Neither the British Isles nor Western Europe have such terrain and scenery.

Then it could only be Mingfei's past. But she didn't see Mingfei. This place seemed more like the center of a battlefield. A sound coming from not far away caught her attention. She was about to turn her head to look when a few drops of water appeared on her face.

"Is it raining?"

She reached out to wipe it away, but what appeared in her hand was not the transparent raindrops, but bright red blood, raining blood.

"Blood...!?" Her glasses seemed to be stained red.

On the frozen mountain peak, a black dragon lay silently. She finally saw it clearly: its wings drooped to the foot of the mountain, and thick, bloody blood stained the entire ice peak. Countless people were clinging to the black dragon's scales, climbing up its wings.

It was a dead dragon, and the people who climbed to the top surrounded the dragon's head, driving sharp iron nails into 'her' skull.

Ayaka Sajou didn't want to believe it, but after eliminating all the impossibilities, the only remaining option was the answer. The dead black dragon was none other than Mingfei. That seemingly ordinary yet adorable girl, that dragon with enormous wings that could blot out mountains—that was her true form.

Countless people hammered at the ends of the iron nails, driving them deeper. With each hole drilled, white liquid flowed out. They cheered, they rejoiced, they danced, as if celebrating an unprecedented victory. The white liquid instantly turned into steam and drifted into the distant sky.

She seemed to have difficulty even breathing.

Until that voice woke her from her deep sleep.

"Ayaka...Ayaka."

Her hazy consciousness instantly cleared, and she found herself in the church, awakened by Richard, of course.

"Hey, are you okay? You look terrible. Did you have a nightmare?"

Ayaka Sajou took off her glasses and rubbed her eyes. The scenery was so realistic that she had thought there was blood on her lenses.

"That was an absolute nightmare," she sighed. "By comparison, Saber's situation is just ordinary gossip."

"Hey, hey, what's wrong? I heard that Masters can dream about their Servants' past, looks like it's not just a rumor." Richard touched his face a little shyly. "Instead of that, what kind of nightmares do you have? Like thousands of people being beheaded together... or something like that?"

"No..." Ayaka Sajou denied. "It must be about Mingfei's past... By the way, where did Mingfei go?"

"Ah, after she made sure we were both okay, she stayed outside, saying something like, 'Don't say she can't read the room...' Anyway, I didn't really understand. Anyway, what's going on with Mingfei...? Can you tell me?"

"I think... I saw her past when she was being executed." Ayaka Sajou's expression was very ugly. After a moment of hesitation, she continued slowly, "A huge black dragon that could blot out the sky. Her head was pierced with countless nails. I had a feeling that it should be Akihi's true form."

"Really?" Richard's face also stiffened.