In Britain, the Noble Phantasm: Divine Key

"I told you, the two of you alone are far from enough."

"I'm not saying this," Yanan said calmly, as he drove his primordial runes to block Caster's light projectiles. He then turned around and clashed his Black Abyss White Flower with Karna's God-Slaying Spear, creating intense sparks.

Bang bang bang—!!!

Rumble, rumble—!!!

The roar of magic and the clash of metal blended together to create a symphony of war. Although he was fighting two against one, Yanan was not at a disadvantage at all. He was flawless in both offense and defense.

The reason he was able to handle things so skillfully was mainly due to Feather Dust. With the power of this Mind Key, he created a separate personality for himself specifically for combat to control the original runes against Caster, while he himself focused on fighting Karna.

In other words, although it appears to be a two-on-one battle on the surface, it is actually a two-on-two fight.

Chapter Twenty: The First Servant to Exit

"The situation seems to be getting a bit complicated."

Looking at the scene displayed in the crystal ball, Kotomine Shiro shook his head helplessly and smiled wryly.

“That’s true.” The ancient Egyptian Pharaoh Ozymandias nodded in agreement. “Even I didn’t expect this guy to be so strong. Heh, as expected of a strong person who, like me, takes on the Rider class, he is indeed extraordinary.”

That shouldn't be the point, and why do you seem so proud of it... Assassin silently complained to himself.

Kotomine Shiro rubbed his throbbing temples; the situation was starting to spiral out of control.

He originally thought that fighting in the city could slightly restrain Black Rider, or at least cripple that black dragon. Who would have thought that this guy actually possessed the long-lost Primal Runes and was evenly matched with their Caster in magic.

How could a mere cavalryman compare his spear skills to Lancer's and his magic to Caster's? Where did this freak come from?

Judging from the battle, Lancer and Caster on their side were not at a disadvantage, but they did not have any advantage either, while Black Rider seemed to be handling the situation with ease even when fighting two opponents at once, clearly still having energy to spare.

If this continues, they might not be able to take down Black Rider even by dawn.

Even so, Kotomine Shiro was unable to come up with any effective means.

Rider's abilities are mostly wide-range attacks with extremely high destructive power, making them unsuitable for this terrain. Assassin's actual combat ability is only average without the Sky Garden, while Berserker is too unstable, and it's hard to say what would happen if she were put on the battlefield.

If only Saber hadn't betrayed them... Kotomine Shirou sighed inwardly. If it weren't for Saebr's last-minute change of tactics, the situation wouldn't be so troublesome now.

In a four-on-one situation, they could absolutely take down Black Rider with ease.

Should they stop? Kotomine Shiro clenched his fists reluctantly. This was an opportunity they had finally found, and if they let Black Rider go like this, they might not be able to find such an opportunity again.

"Such hesitation and indecisiveness are not like you, Kotomine Shiro." Ozymandias suddenly stood up from the bench, his gaze fixed sternly on the young priest. "Since there is a goal that must be achieved, then simply move in that direction, ignoring all obstacles, and you will reach the other side of victory. Remember this, this is my (Pharaoh's) advice!"

Before Kotomine Shiro could answer, he turned to look at Anaen in the crystal ball, extended his scepter forward as if giving an order, and said in a stern tone:

"In the name of the King of Kings, the Black Rider is forbidden from using magic!"

The supreme authority, accompanied by a mysterious power, rippled outwards, and the primordial runes surrounding Anahn instantly dimmed as if a light bulb had been turned off, and the power they contained immediately dissipated.

This was the imperial privilege held by Ozymandias, the King of Kings, which allowed him to achieve almost any desired outcome in a short period of time; it was a nearly omnipotent authority.

However, the primordial runes that Anahn possessed were also of a very high standard. Even the Pharaoh's privilege could not completely prohibit them; at most, it could only temporarily lock them down for a period of time.

However, on such a rapidly changing battlefield, this level of change is already a deadly threat.

Caster immediately seized this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. With the blessing of the High Speed ​​Divine Word, a binding spell comparable to the superposition of multiple Grand Magic spells was instantly applied to Anahn, making the latter feel as if he were carrying a huge boulder, and his movements became visibly slowed down.

Karna, of course, would not miss this rare opportunity. The blazing flames concentrated into a beam and shot out from his right eye in an instant, piercing through the void like lightning and heading straight for Anan.

In the previous battle, Rianan had already experienced the terror of this move firsthand, but now, under Caster's restraint, he had no time to dodge and could only forcefully activate the Black Abyss White Flower, spewing out a pure white beam of light that collided with the blazing flames.

Boom!

The pure white and crimson pillars of light clashed, generating terrifying magical fluctuations. If Anan and Karna hadn't intentionally controlled the power of the pillars, this single strike would have been enough to reduce all the buildings within a hundred meters to ruins.

This is the power of a true top-tier Servant. For them, let alone an ordinary city, even a heavily fortified fortress can be breached in the blink of an eye.

Just then, Caster, high in the sky, suddenly used spatial magic to teleport behind Anaen, and at the same time, a strange lightning-shaped dagger appeared in her hand.

This is the RuleBreaker, a manifestation of the divinity of Medea, the witch of betrayal. Anyone pierced by this dagger will have all their magic "broken" instantly. When applied to a Servant, it can sever their contract with their Master.

This is an ultimate anti-magic weapon that is useless in most situations, but can be surprisingly effective in certain circumstances.

"Farewell, Your Majesty King Arthur of another world. Your journey ends here."

With a cruel smile on his lips, Caster thrust his Noble Phantasm toward Anaun's back without hesitation.

Do you really think so?

A calm voice suddenly sounded in her ear, and Caster felt a chill run down her spine for no apparent reason. An indescribable sense of crisis exploded in her heart!

puff!

The golden spear pierced through Caster's waist and abdomen in an instant, and crimson blood dripped down, blooming into bewitching flowers on the ground.

"You wanted to use the 'Wanshu Wanbing' to break the contract between me and my Master, but you didn't expect that this was the opportunity I was waiting for." Anan turned to look at Caster, his tone calm, "This is the opportunity that you have no choice but to get close to."

Caster gritted her teeth, trying to escape her predicament with a positional magic trick, but a strange force lingered within her, sealing off all her magic.

Moreover, this power is constantly eroding the magic power within her, causing her Servant body to steadily veer towards the brink of collapse.

If this continues, she will completely dissipate in no more than ten minutes!

"Quickly use a Command Spell to call Caster back!" Shirou Kotomine looked at the scene in the crystal ball, a rare hint of anxiety appearing in his eyes. "Hurry!"

Although Assassin and Caster didn't get along well, Assassin was well aware of Caster's importance to them. Without hesitation, he immediately activated Caster's Master's Command Spell, intending to forcibly summon him back.

"Sorry, I won't give you a second chance."

His dark eyes revealed an icy indifference. Anan raised his hand and waved, and another golden spear came whistling through the air, instantly piercing Medea's heart.

With the destruction of his spirit core, Caster was unable to maintain his own existence and could only gradually dissipate into spirit particles amidst his resentment and anger.

From this point on, the Red Caster, the betraying witch Medea, became the first Servant to be eliminated in this Holy Grail War.

As Caster gradually disappeared from the screen, Kotomine Shiro remained silent for a long time before sighing softly, "Prepare to make your move, Rider."

"Oh? You're not planning to wait and see any longer?" Ozymandias asked with interest.

“The current situation no longer allows me to do that,” the white-haired priest said calmly.

They went through great lengths to finally find an opportunity to encircle and annihilate Black Rider, but instead, they were killed by the enemy, Caster, which was a serious loss of combat power.

At this point, even if they can't keep Black Rider here tonight, they should at least make him pay a heavy price, otherwise their losses will be too great.

"I must obtain the Greater Grail!" Shiro Kotomine clenched his fist, his voice resolute, "No matter the cost!"

"Hahahaha! That's right! That's exactly it. What you want, you must fight for. Hesitation will only make you lose everything. That's war!" Ozymandias's hearty laughter echoed throughout the church. "It's just a mere Caster. Why make such a fuss? As long as I stand on this earth, the laws of victory will never change! Raise your head and look up, Kotomine Shiro! This is the glory of the Pharaoh!"

Ozymandias waved his golden scepter, and several towering figures instantly appeared on the distant battlefield, exuding a terrifying and powerful aura.

"That is......"

Everyone turned their heads in unison to watch the figures that were gradually transforming from phantoms into solid forms.

Those were colossal beasts, each the size of a three-story building, with the bodies of lions and the faces of humans, and golden wings growing from their backs—the mythical creatures known as the Sphinx.

"So that's how it is. You summoned that Pharaoh."

The moment Anaen saw these behemoths, he understood the situation. It seemed that the Rider summoned by the Red Team this time was not Achilles, but Ramses II, the greatest pharaoh of ancient Egypt.

If that's the case, then the mysterious power that previously sealed his original runes must have come from Ramses II's [Emperor's Privilege].

The Sphinxes surrounded Anahn, blocking all escape routes. These giant beasts are the royal guardian beasts passed down from ancient Egyptian mythology, the earthly incarnation of Horus, the god of the sky. They often appear accompanied by raging flames and raging storms, and even in modern Egypt, they are known as the "father of terror."

This is a divine beast that surpasses magical beasts and mythical beasts, and is on par with dragons. It not only possesses extremely high intelligence capable of devising its own tactics, but any one of them is enough to fight against powerful heroic spirits. At the same time, it also has the powerful endurance to continue fighting even when its head is shattered, making it the most powerful summoned creature.

"You actually sent eight of them at once, you really think highly of me."

Anan gripped the handle of the Black Abyss White Flower spear, a hint of seriousness appearing in his eyes. Eight Sphinxes, plus Karna watching him menacingly from the side, would be troublesome even for him, let alone the fact that they were currently in a city with tens of thousands of people. If they were not careful, it could easily lead to disaster.

At times like these, he couldn't help but miss the French saint; if she were here, he wouldn't feel so constrained.

In any case, no matter what kind of attack it is, the saintess will defend against it, so there is no need to worry about innocent people being harmed.

They've made such a commotion here, and this Ruler still hasn't arrived. Is this how you slack off?

However, what Anan didn't know was that the saint he was talking about was praying devoutly in the church attic where he had just settled down.

On the rooftop of a building not far away, Nidhogg looked at the besieged Yanan, and a hint of anxiety appeared in her beautiful eyes.

Because her main body was too large a target and her attack power was not easy to control, Anan did not let her participate in the battle. But now, seeing her lover surrounded, how could she bear it?

Just as Nidhogg was about to make a desperate move and reveal his true form to support Anan, an unexpected event suddenly occurred!

Rumble, rumble, rumble—!!!

Like thunder piercing through the clouds, a sharp whistling sound instantly reverberated through the night sky as dozens of arrows hurtled towards the Sphinx at supersonic speeds. As they traveled, the arrows rapidly changed shape, quickly transforming into bizarre bronze birds that crashed into the Sphinx with piercing shrieks.

Every part of these bronze birds possessed terrifying sharpness, and they moved with incredible speed, even the Sphinx struggled to keep up with them. They flew freely, weaving through the eight Sphinxes and leaving deep wounds on these behemoths.

Before long, accompanied by the Sphinx's painful howls, these divine beasts, comparable to dragons, finally could not hold on any longer and dissipated one after another into spiritual light.

Everyone turned their heads in unison and saw a tall figure standing in the moonlight atop a tall building in the distance, wearing a crudely sewn lion skin coat and holding a longbow made of obsidian.

Chapter Twenty-One: The Mysterious Archer

"That's... Archer from the Black team?"

Looking at the towering figure in the picture, a hint of solemnity appeared in Kotomine Shiro's eyes.

The fact that Archer could so easily annihilate all eight Sphinxes clearly shows that he is also a Servant of extraordinary origin.

This Black Faction lineup is just too luxurious... Kotomine Shirou sighed helplessly in his heart. So far, the three Servants that the Black Faction has shown are basically top-tier powerhouses. Even the slightly inferior Lancer Vlad III has already reached the threshold of breaking through with his local fame. Not to mention Rider and this newly released Archer, they are clearly top-tier Servants.

In comparison, although they have two exceptional Servants, Rider and Lancer, their strength is still slightly inferior.

Now they can only pray that none of the remaining Servants on the Black side are of the exceptional rank, otherwise the situation will be extremely bad for them.

However, now is not the time to think about these things... Kotomine Shiro refocused his attention on the battlefield. Now that the Black Archer has joined the fray, and their Caster has been lost, the battle has become completely one-sided.

Lancer alone could never be a match for the opponent's two Servants.

Lacner is one of only two exceptional Servants on the Red side. With Caster already lost, we absolutely cannot allow anything to happen to Lacner.

Kotomine Shiro took a deep breath and said, "Come back, Lacner."

"understood."

Karna nodded upon receiving the retreat order, glanced at Anahn, then at the Black Archer in the distance, before his figure gradually dissipated into spiritual particles.

Seeing that the situation was hopeless, Archer of the red team also made a decisive retreat. She never revealed her identity from beginning to end, and only used ordinary magic arrows. In addition, her voice was neither male nor female, so even Anahn could not tell her identity.