In Britain, the Noble Phantasm: Divine Key

"Damn nightmare!" he gritted his teeth inwardly. "Once I conquer Camelot, I'll make you pay!"

"So what if you have the illusion magic Merlin taught you?" Vortigern stared coldly at Anan, raising the black spear in his hand. "Now that this spear is in my hand, what way do you have to break my immortality?"

Then he saw Anann draw a longsword engulfed in black flames from the void.

"When did you get the idea that I only have one weapon?" Yanan said calmly.

Vottigeng: .....

Even with his temperament, he couldn't help but feel an urge to curse loudly at this moment.

Weapons capable of breaking immortality are extremely rare, even in the Age of Gods, and this guy actually has one!

However, seeing Anan swooping down, Vortigern could only quickly put aside his thoughts and go to meet him.

What followed was another earth-shattering battle. Vortigern had originally intended to use the Abyss in the fight, since although his spear skills were not as good as Anahn's, they were still quite advanced and would be perfectly adequate for combat.

No matter how he tried to activate it, the black spear did not react at all, as if it were a dead object.

Left with no other choice, he could only fight Yanan with his own strength, just like before.

The [Erosion] power of Jizo Mitama was even more troublesome than the [Death] power of Kuroiwa Shiroka. Vortigern expended three strands of immortality before finally finding an opportunity to seize the black longsword.

After such a fierce battle, Vortigern was already in a sorry state, his armor completely shattered and his clothes reduced to shreds, with only the dragon scales on his body maintaining his last shred of dignity.

In comparison, Yanan's image is much better.

This is mainly because the armor he wears is transformed from the Key of Domination.

“Indeed, you do look a bit like a god now,” Yanan said with a smile.

"You can only be smug for a short while. Soon I will make you pay the price." Vortigern's face was as cold as ice, his eyes flashing with a crazed killing intent: "Unless you have the ability to produce another weapon for me!"

There are probably no more than two hands' worth of weapons like this in the whole world, and he just doesn't believe this kid can actually pull out a third one!

"Since you've put it that way, then I will grant your wish."

Yanan took off the necklace from his neck and casually threw it away. The necklace swelled in the wind and instantly transformed into a huge golden cross, standing tall on the earth.

Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Holy Grail!

Zhu Yue frowned slightly as she watched the battle between Vortigern and Anan in the distance.

"It seems that he alone won't be able to take down that kid."

"Let's go help him, lest things get complicated."

However, just as she took a step forward, a figure suddenly blocked her way.

“Star Sword Master.” Zhu Yue’s face darkened instantly. “Last time, I let you go because of Gaia. This time, I advise you to stay quietly to the side and not do anything irrational.”

“Only the weak would spout nonsense. If you really think you have the strength, then come and try.” Artoria raised Excalibur, pointing it at Crimson Moon.

Her once turquoise eyes had turned into a deep, dark gold, devoid of their former gentleness and clarity, and instead tinged with a hint of madness and violence.

The tuft of hair on her head swayed slightly, then quietly drifted down like a withered leaf.

"you......"

Zhu Yue was slightly taken aback, clearly sensing that the girl in front of her seemed somewhat different from before.

"What, you're not planning to launch an attack?" Artoria said coldly. "In that case, I won't hold back."

As soon as she finished speaking, she shot out like an arrow, the Excalibur in her hand aimed straight at Zhu Yue's head.

"Overestimating yourself." Zhu Yue snorted coldly, raising her fair hand to block the sword strike.

However, at this moment, the golden sword that had been slashing down vertically suddenly dissipated and then mysteriously stabbed out from another direction.

Although Zhu Yue reacted in time, she was still unable to dodge in time, and the sharp sword blade cut a large gash in her palace dress.

"What a pity, it failed." Artoria shook her head regretfully.

Zhu Yue stared at the tear in her skirt, clenching her fists tightly, her pure gold eyes blazing with fury.

To be almost injured by a human was an absolute disgrace to her!

"You're wearing knight's armor, yet you resort to such despicable tactics. Don't you feel ashamed?!"

“A real battle requires risking your life. Anyone who insists on following those tedious and useless dogmas at a time like this is truly out of their mind.” Artoria scoffed disdainfully. “All I care about is the final result. As for the process… ha, who cares about that as long as we win?”

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Zhu Yue snapped her fingers, and a hill appeared out of thin air, crashing down on Artoria's head with a loud bang, causing the ground to tremble slightly.

"That's all there is to it."

Zhu Yue gave a soft snort and was about to help Fu Tigen when a clear, crisp voice suddenly rang in her ears:

"Seal Thirteen – Planetary Judgment Begins!"

"—!"

"This is a battle against someone stronger than oneself!"

"This is a one-on-one battle!"

"This is a war against non-elf forces!"

"This is a battle to uphold human reason!"

boom--!!

A towering golden beam of light shot up and instantly cleaved the hill in two, from which Artoria emerged, surrounded by hundreds of shimmering golden fragments.

The holy sword in her hand was completely enveloped in sacred golden light, and the vast and terrifying aura caused the surrounding void to distort irregularly like ocean waves.

She raised the holy sword, pointing it at Zhu Yue, her dark golden eyes filled with indifference:

"As long as I'm standing here, you're not going anywhere!"

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On the other side of the battlefield, the battle between Vortigern and Anan was also drawing to a close.

After being baptized by the two Divine Keys, Black Abyss White Flower and Jizo Mitama, Vortigern's immortality has been almost completely depleted, leaving only a last bit.

If he loses even this last bit of immortality, it means he will never have another chance to be resurrected.

He originally thought that Yanan could only produce two weapons at most, but to his surprise, the other party actually brought out a third one!

He initially thought it was an illusion and went straight for it, only to be pierced through the heart by Judah's spear, losing his last bit of immortality on the spot.

Moreover, due to Judah's power of "binding," Vortigern's power was completely suppressed, making it impossible for him to escape. Even after being resurrected, he remained bound in place.

Anan stepped forward, picked up the Black Abyss and Jizo Mitama that had fallen to the ground, and looked at Voodoo, whose limbs were bound by golden chains, and said:

Even the highest gods can be dethroned by mortals, because this is no longer a world that belongs to the gods.

“You have lost, Vortigern.”

“I have only one last question.” Vortigern raised his head and looked at Anahn, “Where did you get all those weapons?”

“I’m sorry, I refuse to answer,” Yanan said calmly, raising the Black Abyss in his hand and pointing it directly at Vortigern’s brow.

However, at this moment, an ancient and deep voice suddenly resounded throughout the vast天地 (heaven and earth):

"God said, 'Let there be light.'"

brush--!!

A bright radiance burst forth instantly, rendering this deathly world, shrouded in darkness all day, as bright as day.

A force from a higher level instantly froze the entire space-time. Whether it was Artoria and Zhu Yue who were fighting, or Yanan and Slud, they all felt as if their bodies were frozen, unable to move at all.

An object slowly emerged from Voodoo's body, its shape gradually changing from blurry to real.

The moment he saw what this thing truly looked like, Yanan's pupils suddenly contracted to the size of pinpoints.

It was a golden cup. Although it looked ordinary, it had an indescribable sacredness that made people want to worship it.

The Holy Grail!

It's the Holy Grail!

Yanan's emotions were churning like a stormy sea. He never imagined that Vortigern's hidden trump card would be the Holy Grail!

Am I wrong all along? Is this not the main Type-Moon canon, but some kind of singularity?

He immediately dismissed the idea. Even if this place really was a singularity, the power of the Holy Grail couldn't possibly cause such a commotion.

Sensing this power that seemed to subtly transcend the entire world, Anan became even more certain of his inner suspicions.

This thing is probably not a man-made fake at all, but the legendary Holy Grail, the miraculous relic that once contained the blood of God!

Chapter Twenty-Eight: Zero Rated Power – Divine Grace Barrier!

When discussing Type-Moon, one cannot ignore the concept of the Holy Grail War.

In pursuit of an all-powerful wish-granting machine, humanity downgraded the ultimate magic technique, the "Summoning of Heroic Spirits," originally intended to save the primate world. In this way, legendary Heroic Spirits were summoned, forming a Master-Servant relationship to fight against other Masters. The final victor would gain the right to possess the Holy Grail, and this is the Holy Grail War.

However, in reality, such a Holy Grail is just a replica, a tool used by magicians in their pursuit of the "root," and it is immeasurably different from the real Holy Grail.

In the epic tales of King Arthur, King Arthur sent the Knights of the Round Table to find the legendary Holy Grail, and in the end, only Galahad, the son of Lancelot, succeeded in finding it.

However, Galahad himself had no desire for the Holy Grail, so he returned it to heaven, and he himself returned to heaven at the end of the world.

Galahad was truly chosen by the Holy Grail, and in this respect, he was essentially the same as King Solomon, who held the Ten Commandments.

Both Solomon and Galahad were given the opportunity to have their wishes fulfilled by God, but Solomon chose wisdom, while Galahad asked for nothing. Although Solomon questioned why, he subconsciously felt inferior because he thought, "I should have done the same."

Mash, who possesses Galahad's power, is able to create so many miracles and complete so many incredible challenges because of this.

The Holy Grail is a miracle.

"It seems you already know what this is."

Vortigern said calmly, "You have enough to be proud of for forcing me to use the Holy Grail."

He glanced at the Holy Grail in his hand and couldn't help but sigh: "For fifteen years, I have spent countless resources and energy to finally establish a connection with the Holy Grail. Although I still cannot completely control it, it is more than enough to fulfill my long-cherished wish."

"Open your eyes wide and watch closely, witness this supreme power!"