With the ability to transform, I am a judge.

Three days is enough time for Crimson Assassin to unleash her Noble Phantasm, the EX-rank Anti-World Noble Phantasm, "Hanging Gardens of Vanity," which is quite formidable.

That was the trump card that the Red team possessed, capable of turning the tide of battle in one fell swoop. Because the activation conditions were too demanding, it required three days of preparation.

This is a treasure derived from legend. The Assyrian Empress did not originally possess such a thing, so the conditions for its activation are extremely demanding.

Because it is named 'Vanity', it cannot be directly materialized with magic, which is undoubtedly very troublesome as a Noble Phantasm.

You need to collect the wood, stone, water, and relics from the place where the Red Assassin lived (approximately near Baghdad, the capital of Iraq) beforehand.

Semiramis's Master, Amakusa Shiro Tokisada, spent sixty years after the Third Holy Grail War scavenging for trash to fulfill the prerequisites for this Noble Phantasm.

As a massive fortress suspended in the air, it possesses the ability to invert concepts, namely, plants growing downwards and water flowing upwards.

In the original story, the red team used this characteristic to directly seize the Holy Grail located beneath the fortress of Mirania, easily destroying the black team's advantage as the local power.

This Noble Phantasm is said to be a World-Defying Noble Phantasm, but it is actually far inferior to the Ea sword in Yang Li's hands, yet it is indeed extremely powerful.

With an internal barrier-like property, Semiramis possesses formidable abilities, making her unbeatable even by several top-tier Servants.

The specific characteristics will not be elaborated on one by one. Yang Li activated his EX-level clairvoyance and kept a close watch on the situation. He was certain that the other party would make a move.

Although they clearly had more Servants, even with Karna and Achilles on horseback, they couldn't reverse the situation.

But the red side will never give them a chance to breathe. After all, their chances of winning were already low, and giving them another chance to recover would be suicide.

"Sister Cangyue?"

"..."

Yang Li lowered her head silently. Not far away, Fujimaru Ritsuka waved to her, and she nodded slightly in response.

Fujimaru Ritsuka strode in, but when she saw the straight concrete pillar, she realized she couldn't climb it at all and felt powerless.

With a slight leap, Yang Li stood beside the famous Gudako and tilted her head.

"Is there a problem?"

"Um, it's been a long time, Sister Cangyue. Don't you remember me?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka clasped her hands together, looking at the girl in front of her whose Spirit Origin was currently overlapping. This girl had saved her life in the First Singularity.

A sharp sword light flashed across the sky, and the extreme cold instantly froze more than a dozen bipedal dragons. It was incredibly cool, but it seems that the opponent's memories have not been preserved.

Moreover, the other party did not exhibit any spiritual origin overlap at the time, and she was unsure of the reason why.

“I know that the human order has been burned down, so there’s nothing to worry about. But I really don’t have any recollection of having any dealings with you.”

"Perhaps the timeline is wrong. Although Servants are said to transcend the timeline, I am not a true Servant either."

She raised her hand and touched the head of this evil human. The wind blew up the hem of Yang Li's skirt armor, and her gaze shifted to the side.

Not far away, Mash was scolding Lancelot. The two seemed oblivious to their presence, while Mordred appeared to be secretly eating something...

Yang Li picked up a stone and threw it into the makeshift kitchen, startling Mordred so much that he immediately bristled.

“Ritsuka, I should be partly responsible for the reason why you came to this place, and this place cannot be considered a singularity.”

"Try not to participate in the upcoming battles. Just wait quietly until the very end. As for the Holy Grail you're looking for..."

Yang Li raised her hand, and a golden light flew out from her chest, causing Fujimaru Ritsuka's eyes to widen suddenly.

Gudako never expected that the Holy Grail they needed to find for this mission was actually in the hands of this Empress Cangyue from the very beginning.

So what was the point of them traveling around, gathering information, and enduring hardships?

Looking at the girl in front of her, who was bursting into tears, Yang Li was completely bewildered. She had no idea what was going on.

If he couldn't figure it out, he would just leave it at that. Yang Li shook his head slightly and chuckled as he placed the Holy Grail in Fujimaru Ritsuka's hand.

"I'm leaving it to you. Also, remember to pass on a message to Dr. Roman: this 'farewell' is all in my hands."

With a hint of nostalgia on her face, Yang Li looked at a stunned blonde girl not far away. Ruler Jeanne had finally arrived.

Joan of Arc suddenly sprinted towards them, and a bewildered Fujimaru Ritsuka was so startled that she almost dropped the Holy Grail she was holding.

This Joan of Arc is subtly different from the one she encountered in the French Singularity, which makes Fujimaru Ritsuka feel strange.

"You, you, you... how do you have the Holy Grail?"

"Calm down."

A chop to the head landed on Joan of Arc. Yang Li used physical means to calm her down; the girl from the village had almost gone insane.

After all, the Holy Grail is the prize for the victor in this war, and now, just before the final battle, it has appeared and been handed over to a passerby by the contestant.

No matter how I look at it, there's something wrong with it; I don't even know where to begin complaining.

"Alright, alright, don't get so excited. This Holy Grail isn't from our time. Ritsuka's organization came here specifically to retrieve it."

"However, I have been using it all along, which can be considered cheating with an external tool. Perhaps Jeanne d'Arc could give me a verdict."

Joan of Arc heard many secrets from those words, and when she heard that she had to judge the man before her, she felt somewhat flustered.

How could she possibly adjudicate Lord Solomon...?

No, this was not King Solomon himself; Joan of Arc was in a state of utter bewilderment.

"I won't tease you anymore. Jeanne d'Arc didn't participate much in this Holy Grail War either; she was just a bystander the whole time."

"I had no choice! I couldn't become a spirit, so I could only travel by running. The battles that took place over the past three days were all too far apart... By the time I got there, everything was already over."

Joan of Arc, the shepherdess, was once again caught in a deep distress. Yang Li raised his hand and patted her head to comfort her, while his gaze turned toward the end of the plain.

At the same time, sensing something, Joan of Arc's expression suddenly turned serious, and she looked over as well.

Holding the Ice Blade Frost in his hand, Yang Li narrowed his eyes. It had finally come.

"This time, it seems that Jeanne-de-Claude has finally made it, but this should also be the last one."

"Stop talking! So... Black Assassin!!"

Joan of Arc today is also incredibly shy (*￣︶￣)

PS: 1. This is the thirteenth update today.

Chapter 524, Section 535: Giving Lancelot a Buff

Chapter 524: Giving Lancelot a Buff

"They're actually attacking with their territory? That's truly unexpected."

Having put down the bricks, Vlad III's work clothes disappeared in the light, reverting to the attire he wore as a Servant.

Gazing at the thing slowly drifting towards them from the horizon, all the Masters were quite astonished, after all, being able to fly was rather overpowered.

Beside Vlad III, everyone was gathered here, and all the Servants except Mordred were dressed in battle attire.

After a moment's thought, Yang Li decided to unleash her strongest form, her deep blue ahoge standing proudly upright.

"It was expected that they would launch an attack at this time. I thought they would have attacked last night."

Vlad III squinted, his dark circles reflecting several days of lack of rest, but in reality, he was indeed the champion of staying up all night on the black side.

A brilliant light shone on the sky garden, and Yang Li frowned slightly before the icy blue blade in his hand rang out.

The fact that it could emit such light at night, and even carry the scent of the sun, could only mean that it was Karna himself.

"This is probably the final battle. I have a trump card to counter Karna, so I'll leave him to me."

Yang Li took on the responsibility of dealing with Karna without hesitation. He didn't want anything to go wrong with his final mission, but he also needed to think twice about agreeing to the Counter Force.

The Greater Grail is temporarily untouchable. If possible, Yang Li would like to see if she can devour it, since she has already swallowed all the evil in this world, so what difference would one make?

Chiron, who used his telescopic vision, frowned slightly.

"They've stopped. It seems the enemy is preparing for a plains battle, which is not good news for us."

With Caster Avisbroun already sacrificed, their side, relying solely on androids, is unable to deal with the released entity.

Countless skeletons were thrown from the Sky Garden, and after falling to the ground, they transformed into Dragon Fang Soldiers, a famous battle familiar from the Age of Gods, numbering at least in the thousands.

Chiron glanced around. Although their Black faction had been attacked, their current combat strength was still considerable and they were capable of fighting.

Excluding outsiders who participated in the battle, the Black side's forces include Vlad III, Mordred, Lancelot, Chiron, Astolfo, and Cangyue/King Arthur.

With a total of six Servants, excluding Astolfo, there are four top-tier Servants and one exceptional one, making for an extremely luxurious lineup.

"Masters, please move out first. The defense mechanism here is completely paralyzed, and those thousands of Dragon Fang soldiers are still quite threatening."

"Then I'll leave it to you, Archer, to take command."

Vlad III nodded toward Chiron, a cold iron spear appearing in his hand; he was the most suitable person present to deal with the Dragon Fang soldiers.

The Noble Phantasm [Kazikli Bey], with its 20,000 iron stakes, can basically sweep away these Dragon Fang Soldiers, as long as no one interferes.

"Next comes the domain of us Servants, let the battle begin!"

Vlad III was the first to step forward, his back view completely different from the one who had been patching up the wall and laying bricks earlier; at this moment, he was the true king.

Chiron smiled slightly, gripping a bow in his hand. He looked at the other Servant who had appeared with Karna; it was time to teach his disciple a lesson.

With only two Servants left in the Red faction capable of direct combat, the remaining members have a simple task: clear out the Dragon Fang Soldiers and storm the Sky Garden.

However, without the ability to fly, getting up would be quite difficult. Vlad III pondered carefully, and he did have a solution...

"Assassin, release the Red Berserker first."

"..."

Yang Li didn't reply, but instead suddenly waved his hand and threw out the large lump of flesh that was frozen inside the [Sun Temple] barrier.

With the barrier itself no longer binding them, and with Yang Li having completely removed the freezing energy, the solid ice began to tremble violently.

Vlad III raised a hand, a smirk playing on his lips, his eyes flashing with murderous intent.

"Since you dare to set foot on my territory and scatter these filthy Dragon Fang soldiers, then leave your lives behind!!"

【Kazikli Bey】 was activated, and countless iron stakes sent the huge block of ice flying, instantly knocking the charging Dragon Tooth soldiers to their deaths.

The next moment, the ice exploded, and a six-armed, bloated Spartacus roared as he charged toward the Hanging Gardens.

"Oppressors!! Even if they are high in the sky and try to crush us with pain, they will be crushed by the fist of freedom."