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"It really looks like it..."

Momo couldn't help but sigh softly in admiration. Upon hearing Momo's words, Mordred's golden eyes instantly turned fifty percent blood-red, and even her beautiful face contorted into a ferocious expression. A massive surge of magical power erupted from her body, the release of A-rank magic granting her the terrifying strength of a behemoth.

Are you laughing at me too?

With Mordred's roar, the sword, carrying Mordred's fury, slammed into Momo's head.

However, to Mordred's astonishment, Momo easily blocked the attack with just the wings on his back. Although Mordred's attack was infused with a great deal of magic this time, Momo's magic structure, which had been based on data collected from Gensokyo, meant that the attack still couldn't harm him.

Before Mordred could make another move, Momo suddenly turned serious and said, "No, I am Your Father!"

A look of astonishment returned to Mordred's face. Because Momo had been staring at her the whole time, she became the first of the Heroic Spirits to make a move. She had originally intended to defeat Momo in one fell swoop to gain some prestige, but now he was relentlessly humiliating her.

Mordred was already exceptionally sensitive and manic because of her past. Her origins and experiences made it difficult for her to be taken seriously by the other Servants, even after becoming a Heroic Spirit. Now, an outsider was humiliating her; how could she possibly endure it?

Mordred had no intention of holding back; a crimson and black light shone from the greatsword in his hand. The distorted light was ugly and sinister, and surging evil coiled around the greatsword. The surging power gathered and formed a red lightning bolt that rushed towards Mordred.

“Clarent Blood Arthur!”

Rebel against my handsome father!

Mordred's A+ Noble Phantasm, when unleashed at full power, possesses a terrifying force capable of destroying an army. Yet, using such immense power solely to kill Mordred seems like a waste of its potential.

Faced with this terrifying power, Mo Mo remained calm, and even showed a hint of surprise on his face.

This is "rebellion against my handsome father," doesn't it mean that Mordred has accepted him as his cheap father?

Although this father-daughter reunion was a bit too violent, at least they recognized each other!

"It's your turn to make a move, Artoria."

“Yes, Momo, leave it to me. I will bring Mordred... no, I will bring our daughter back.”

The crimson lightning seemed to engulf Momo in an instant, putting him in a near-death situation. However, at this critical moment, unlike the black and red magic, a pure blue magic appeared before Momo, and the gleaming holy sword, carrying the aura of a king, blocked the surging blue lightning.

A figure dressed in a white dress appeared there, with golden hair, emerald eyes, and a face that was 99% similar to Mordred's, instantly attracting all of Mordred's attention.

She raised her sword, gripped it tightly with both hands, and blue magic surged into the sky. Her clear, firm voice, yet tinged with gentleness, proclaimed her victory declaration without hesitation.

"Excalibur!"

Excalibur!

The A++ anti-city Noble Phantasm finally shone brightly in Artoria's hands, its immense magical power transforming into scorching light, enough to incinerate everything before it. The dark red lightning seemed so fragile at this moment, everything vanishing before this surging light.

Mordred's eyes had long since lost focus, and at the same time Artoria cried out "Excalibur," she seemed to utter something as well. No one could hear what she uttered; only in the instant she was engulfed by the light could one see tears welling up in her golden eyes and a delighted smile on Mordred's lips.

As for the threat of being engulfed by the light and having her body destroyed, she seemed completely unconcerned.

“No… Mordred, I am not your father, but your mother.”

Amidst the surging light, Artoria murmured softly, extending an invitation to Mordred. The beam destroyed Mordred's armor and clothes, and just as it was about to shatter his body and blur his will, Mordred vanished.

Meanwhile, Mordred arrived at Valhalla and appeared in the central square of the Black Iron Palace, where the man who claimed to be her father was smiling at her.

"Welcome home, Mordred."

"that……"

Mordred pursed her lips, crossed her arms over her bare chest, and squatted down, saying somewhat shyly, "Why am I not wearing any clothes?"

In that life-or-death moment, Mordred had no power to resist Artoria's invitation and joined the ranks of Valhalla. As a Heroic Spirit, she instantly understood her situation and why the man before her called himself her father.

"Oh, this..."

Mo Mo winked mischievously and said, "You need to undergo physical adjustments before entering the Hall of Heroes. As your father, I have an obligation to personally help you complete these adjustments little by little, don't I?"

035 An irresistible attack?

"You're really strict, Artoria."

Looking at the area cleared by Artoria's curry stick, Momo couldn't help but feel indignant for Mordred's fate. Artoria had undoubtedly used her full power, showing no mercy whatsoever because of her guilt towards Mordred.

Artoria contacted Yui in her mind and only truly breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that Mordred had entered Valhalla. The magical power she had consumed was supported by the newly formed Gensokyo, which, while not limitless, was far more powerful than the original Knight King.

Originally, Excalibur consumed a great deal of energy, making it difficult for Artoria to use it repeatedly. However, in Artoria's hands now, it has become a move with acceptable energy consumption and no long period of weakness after release.

"No matter what, it was a success at least, wasn't it?"

Artoria turned back and gave Momo a sweet smile, saying, "I will make it up to that child myself later, and that is not a reason for her to attack you or threaten you. Don't worry, I did it because I was confident. Ultimately, that child just craves my approval."

Given Artoria's stance, Momo could only offer her silent condolences for Mordred. Truly, Artoria is as stern as ever. If Mordred knew that the mother she had recognized would be extremely strict, would she still be filled with the joy of mother and son reuniting?

Most likely... probably still will, right?

Very well, let Momo play the role of a loving father, remaining gentle and elegant in front of Mordred, allowing Mordred to feel his fatherly love both in her heart and body. Perfectly coordinated with Artoria, one playing the good cop and the other the bad cop.

Seeing that Momo had accepted her words, Artoria struck a pose and turned her face back towards the countless enemies around her. Her eyes swept across the area, as if trying to spot a familiar figure.

“Saber…”

At this point, Archer (Red A) naturally stopped fighting Cú Chulainn. At most, the two had a disagreement about temperament, but after turning to the dark side, they clearly evolved this disagreement into a violent conflict.

However, the two, being Heroic Spirits, had not lost their minds. As soon as Artoria unleashed her ultimate attack, they stopped fighting, separated themselves, and guarded against both Artoria's attacks and each other.

In reality, no one knew that Red A had deliberately clashed with Cú Chulainn. In Red A's view, his conflict with Cú Chulainn would at least create some chaos, making it easier for Momo to escape.

However, upon seeing Artoria reappear, Archer no longer harbored those delicate thoughts. He stared blankly at Artoria, at her familiar yet unfamiliar aura, as if he could hardly believe that Artoria had actually escaped the pain of her corruption and returned to her original form.

No… she wasn’t her original form. Artoria had clearly gone through a lot and had been reborn. And this rebirth was obviously brought about by Momo, whom she had just protected.

Reflecting on his recent transaction with Momo, Red A truly felt that Artoria's departure from their side, her encounter with Momo, and subsequent joining Momo was an incredibly fortunate thing. Similarly, Rin Tohsaka, currently with Momo, was probably doing quite happily, right?

That's good, that's enough, isn't that what he wanted?

"It's been a long time, Saber."

At this moment, Artoria seemed to finally fix her gaze on a familiar figure. Looking at the figure that was much taller than an average person, and at his face that was gradually emerging from the black mud, her expression became much more serious.

“Yes, it’s been a long time, Rider. But I would prefer you to call me Artoria Iskandar. I am no longer Saber, not even a Heroic Spirit, but just a woman named Artoria standing before you.”

Artoria's calm yet sharp reply seemed to have stunned Iskandar, who had turned black. He stroked his chin, scrutinizing Artoria for a long time, before suddenly bursting into hearty laughter.

"What an amazing change! I was wondering how long you, little girl, would continue to struggle with your childish, chauvinistic ways. But now that you've left our world, you've immediately grasped the true meaning of life?"

As he spoke, Iskandar glanced sideways at Momo behind Artoria and said, "Hmm, but it really is men who can tame women. Only an excellent and tolerant man can tame a stubborn and naive woman like you. And such a man, even if not a hero, is definitely an outstanding individual."

"Well, you pretty boy standing behind the woman, are you interested in joining my army and becoming my subordinate? Even if you can't handle swords and spears, being a strategist would be excellent."

As he spoke, Iskandar's hearty smile seemed to take on a sinister and savage quality. He said, "Join me, and experience the true pleasure of being a man, the supreme majesty that comes with conquest and destruction. Do you see? This world is the masterpiece of me and my army. Faced with such a thrilling scene, aren't you tempted?"

Iskandar flung his hands away, and at that moment, Momo could no longer see the Conqueror King in him as Momo remembered him. All Momo saw was a barbarian immersed in destruction and conquest.

"This is really disappointing..."

As Momo sighed softly, the slight smile on Artoria's lips vanished, the joy of reuniting with an old friend instantly gone. Perhaps the Iskandar before her and Momo was the real Iskandar, but the corrupted Iskandar held no appeal for Artoria.

"Well, perhaps we should have understood this from the beginning: not every corrupted Heroic Spirit deserves to be saved. Even if their minds have been warped by corruption, which is understandable, some sins are unforgivable."

"Artoria, just like everyone else, make your own decision."

Momo gave Artoria her final instructions in her ear. Artoria nodded gently and said, "Actually, this is fine. Let me and everyone else use our power to identify all the Heroic Spirits. This is also a trial for me and for everyone."

"Have you finished whispering?"

The corrupted Iskandar had clearly lost much of his patience. Seeing that Momo and Artoria didn't respond, he decided to attack directly. A surge of magical power summoned a jet-black flying hoofed thunder bull, and Iskandar leaped onto the chariot pulled by it, laughing maniacally as he charged towards Momo and Artoria.

Via Expugnatio!

Distant ravages and domination!

Simply put, it's hitting someone with a car!

At the same time, Iskandar's attack seemed to have sounded the charge, with all sorts of attacks rushing towards Momer's side without reservation. Seeing this, Red A's pupils immediately contracted, and almost instinctively he wanted to rush over to raise a shield for the two of them.

From Red A's perspective, such an attack was simply unstoppable.

036 Hmph, doesn't it all depend on me making an appearance?

Indeed, Red A's judgment was correct.

It is indeed not an easy task to withstand the attacks of so many heroic spirits.

After all, there are many powerful beings among these heroic spirits, such as Iskandar, who led the attack. Faced with his malicious act of driving a car into people, Momo did not want to experience the power of the impact head-on.

Just like Momo didn't want to take a direct hit from Artoria's curry stick.

However, this doesn't mean Momo is powerless. Even if faced with a life-or-death crisis, Momo can still lift up the little Gaia in his hands... cough cough, seeing Gaia's murderous gaze, Momo chose to solve this problem in another way.

"Clap!"

Mo Mo stomped on the Dragon God and said, "Hey, Dragon Brother, you're not quite dead yet, are you? Since you're not quite dead, shouldn't you put your last bit of energy to good use and take me to Lingmeng's place one last time?"

"I thought you had forgotten me... Oh well, this is my last bit of strength. Hold on tight, kid, and protect your warrior."

Having said that, the Dragon God's massive body trembled violently. At that moment, countless heroic spirits seemed to realize that they were not standing on flat ground, but on the body of the Dragon God, the former god of this world. Moreover, the Dragon God was merely dying, not truly dead.

"You filthy otherworldly insects, if you want to lord it over me, wait until I'm dead!"

The Dragon God roared, and an immense, unparalleled power swept across its body, instantly throwing off anyone standing on it. Although the power was no longer strong enough to kill these heroic spirits, the sight of the behemoth shaking off the insects still made Mo Mo admire the Dragon God.

"Be careful, it won't end so easily."

Artoria whispered a reminder to Momo that everyone could see the Dragon God was about to fall. That's why no one cared about the Dragon God just now, and they even thought the Dragon God was dead. Now, the Dragon God has risen up again, but this doesn't change the Dragon God's fate and ending. Some people have even gone so far as to want to keep the Dragon God alive.

In an instant, the pitch-black earth and sky were suddenly tinged with a bright yellow. Countless grains of sand, condensed from magic, appeared out of thin air, obscuring the original world and seemingly transporting the battlefield to the desert. Countless armored warriors gradually became clear from the swirling sand, shouting the name of their king: Iskandar!

Aionion Hetairoi!

The King's Army!

Iskandar's EX-rank anti-army Noble Phantasm, his ultimate trump card and final Noble Phantasm. It is a Reality Marble that allows him to continuously summon his former subordinates as independent Servants to fight against the enemy. The marble contains an army of tens of thousands of people, all of whom are genuine Heroic Spirits.

Faced with such a powerful inherent barrier, how many people could not be terrified?

This is the power Iskandar is proud of, and now he even intends to use it to capture the dragon that is trying to escape. It seems that the corrupted Iskandar has already set dragon slaying as his next goal.

"Tsk, they're really powerful... They all have unlimited magic power, they're practically cheating."

Despite the Dragon God's desperate attempt to fly, Iskandar's Reality Marble, supported by the black mud, passed the Dragon God's sides at almost the speed of light, and then gradually gathered in front of the Dragon God, seemingly intending to surround him.

"Can it go any faster?"

"can."