In order to become a Heroic Spirit, I had no choice but to cause trouble in history.

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Chapter 745 The Incarnation of the Four Great Tragedies

"This should be it!" Manrio said, sweat beading on his face as he looked at the teleportation array in the cave. "Teacher and Rosson should be down there."

"Get out of the way, leave this to me!" Sakata Kintoki cracked his knuckles, pulled out his axe, which was now wrapped with golden lightning.

boom--

boom--

boom--!!!

With immense force, Sakata Kintoki blasted a large crater with his axe.

However, no entrance to the underground has yet been created.

Manlio pressed his ear to the ground, then looked up and nodded to the group: "There is indeed space below, about fifty meters from here."

"It'll probably take a few more minutes of bombardment," Sakata Kintoki muttered.

"Let me do it, big brother!" The little boy, Norra, patted Sakata Kintoki's knees twice, his face serious.

"Huh? Oh, oh." Sakata Kintoki stepped back a little, stunned.

Nora took a deep breath, a glint of bloodlust flashing in her eyes.

Then, to Sakata Kintoki's astonishment, the head part transformed into the shape of a monster.

Camilla frowned slightly, while Henry Jekyll was a little startled.

Only the black-clad Knight King Artoria Pendragon sighed silently.

This kind of horror must have been incredibly painful for a young child.

Nora's monstrous head opened its mouth and spewed out extremely destructive white flames, blasting the passage through.

With the help of the nursery rhyme, Norra transformed back into a little boy. She smiled wearily and nodded to Fujimaru Ritsuka.

After patting Norra's head, Fujimaru Ritsuka looked at the others with determination and seriousness in her eyes.

"Jumping into this pit should be the final battle in this singularity." She gripped Mash's hand and said solemnly, "Everyone, to save human history, please—be prepared!"

“Mr. Jekyll, you stay here and ensure our safety.” She glanced at Henry Jekyll, then jumped directly into the pit.

"Mashu, let's go!"

"Yes, Master!"

Everyone jumped in one by one, but when Manrio jumped in, he also performed a magic trick.

He plugged the hole.

Henry Jekyll stood frozen at the cave entrance.

......

Lawrence was bound by Adroson's gem magic and could not move.

“So that’s it, it’s Caster.” The demon [Barbatos], who had taken over Adroson’s spirit origin, scrutinized Lawrence, his eyes narrowing slightly.

“I am indeed a caster. If it weren’t for me here, but any one of the other six, you would already be back with your king.” Even bound, Lawrence showed no sign of yielding. “Get out of my son’s spirit origin, you bastard!”

"Your words are utterly laughable, you despicable creation of human history." The Demon Pillar [Barbatos] sneered, controlling Adroson's body to kick Lawrence hard with his knee. "Compared to our greatness, your so-called 'crystallization' residue of human history is nothing but filth. How can you compare to us Pillars?"

"Moreover, do you think I would really want to use the body of your offspring if it weren't for my king's arrangement?"

"Humanity is the greatest insult to us! A wicked race leaves behind only baseness!"

"Ah... haha, that's really quite pitiful." A trace of blood remained at the corner of Lawrence's mouth. "The king you're talking about is Solomon, isn't he? Although that king was great, when he created you trash, he didn't give you the most important thing."

"You are not allowed to utter the name of our king, you scum!" Barbatos was furious, and explosive magic roared around his body.

"I'm telling you, you trash, you're not even a fraction as great as that king, not even a fraction of his greatness. That's why you're so proud of your own insignificance. Do you understand?" Lawrence said with a laugh. "Also, get out of my son's body right now!"

"You—" Barbatos angrily tried to destroy Lawrence's spirit core, but—

boom--!!!

From the other side of the underground, a huge noise came.

A white wave of heat suddenly surged in from the top of the underground, illuminating almost the entire underground space, along with intense heat and a burning sensation.

"Uh—who is it?" Barbatos released the magic mirror through Adroson's body, holding it in front of him, and looked angrily in that direction.

Peng!

Fujimaru Ritsuka fell out of the hole and rolled on the ground. Although he was covered in dirt, he looked very cool.

"Everyone! Attack freely!" Fujimaru Ritsuka quickly stood up and ran to the side after landing. "Find out where Miss Lawrence is!"

"Yes!"

Mashu, Manrio, Mordred, Sakata Kintoki, Artoria, and Camilla all landed.

“Tch, the Magic Mirror—” Barbatos frowned and stretched out a hand. “Damn Chaldea!”

Four mirrors blocked the way in front of the group, revealing four familiar figures.

"It's those four powerful phantom spirits! Everyone be careful, there might be a lot of them. Destroy the magic mirror first!" Fujimaru Ritsuka gave the order as she ran.

"Understood!"

"Oh!"

"Leave it to me!"

“Foolish! Do you really think I will win by sheer quantity, like that man before me?” Barbatos stood on the high platform, a magic circle appearing in his hand. “When I create a phantom, I only need to mix in my magic power; one is enough.”

"so--"

"Macbeth! Hamlet! King Lear! Othello!"

"Get out here!"

boom--

Before Fujimaru Ritsuka's side could attack, the four huge mirrors shattered on their own, and rising from the broken mirrors were four enormous phantom spirits, each at least five meters tall.

They stood there, weapons at their feet, exuding an aura of terror and rage.

“Mr. Sakata Kintoki, Ms. Mordred, Ms. Artoria, Mash—” Fujimaru Ritsuka dodged a flying shard of mirror, “These four are yours to handle quickly!”

"Mr. Manlio, Miss Camilla, the same as before!"

Manrio nodded, put a hand on Camilla's shoulder, and disappeared from the spot.

As Fujimaru Ritsuka ran, she surveyed the entire underground area.

The entire space is in the shape of a prototype, with a high platform in the center. There seem to be two people on it, but they are too far away to see clearly. However, they seem to be men. There also seem to be two square gems. Could Miss Lawrence be there?

The four Servants had already collided with the four enormous phantom spirits.

A bead of cold sweat trickled down Fujimaru Ritsuka's face.

Everyone, we have to win!

This should be our final journey in this singularity!

Where the group had just landed, a terrifying monster was about to awaken.

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Chapter 746 Rafe meets Rafe again

"Hey—" Mordred was facing the most robust of the four giant phantoms, "King Lear." She slashed at it with her sword, but it was easily blocked. "Tch, this thing's strength attribute is probably A."

"but--"

Peng!

The greatsword fell, kicking up dust and gravel. Mordred nimbly dodged King Lear's heavy blow, twisted and thrust Clarentt towards King Lear's chest.

puff-

The blade pierced straight into flesh, and King Lear let out a painful roar as his large hand reached out to grab Mordred.

"This power is much smaller than that of a teacher!"

Ping!

Mordred drew Clarent, braced his palm against the hilt, spun around, and crashed his back into King Lear's body, severing one of King Lear's arms with a single blow.

King Lear let out a painful roar.

On the other two sides, Artoria and Mash have also suppressed Othello and Macbeth.

"In our time, even across all of Europe, no army dared to engage us, the Knights of the Round Table, in close combat—"

"Our members, whether it be the King or any other knight, were all trained by the same person!"

"How could we possibly lose to you mere phantom spirits!"

Mordred pierced King Lear's head with his sword, and Clarent struck the ground with a crisp sound.

Artoria, almost simultaneously, pierced Othello's body with a single shot.

Mashu and Kintoki Sakata are still entangled with Macbeth and Hamlet.

“Hiss…” Sakata Kintoki curled his lips. “They are really scary. The Knights of the Round Table of Britain are completely different from someone like me who fights almost entirely on instinct.”

Sakata Kintoki never paid attention to any techniques in battle; he would just wildly chop away with his big axe and then take care of the enemy. So he never thought about training any skills.

Hamlet is almost killed by him.

Mashu parried Macbeth's sword strike, forcefully deflecting it back. In the instant Macbeth retreated, she leaped up and kicked him in the stomach.

The massive shield spun in Mash's right hand and was flung onto Macbeth's head.

"Drink-"

After landing, Macbeth quickly used the momentum to jump up again. Macbeth, who had just been hit on the head by Mash, was severely injured again and fell to the ground, unable to get up again.

The four enormous phantom spirits were all destroyed.

"Damn it, they've all been done in such a short time..." Barbatos frowned as he looked down. "In that case, let's...!"