Uchiha Puppet Master, Starting from One Piece.

Only when all thirteen restraints are released can the Holy Lance unleash its true power.

But today, Artoria made an exception.

She raised the holy lance, and the lance began to glow.

Each ray of light that appears represents a restraint that has been broken free from its seal.

Each constraint represents a condition.

She closed her eyes, gently parted her lips, and began to recite.

"The Holy Lance, Lunegoniad!"

Artoria's voice was very soft, as soft as if she were praying.

But her voice carried a sacred power that silenced the entire battlefield.

The wind stopped.

The fire went out.

The sound disappeared.

Time seemed to stand still.

Only her voice echoed in the air.

"Thirteen restrictions lifted."

Her voice was very soft, as if she were speaking to the Holy Lance.

"The roundtable meeting hereby makes this resolution."

She opened her eyes, and golden light shone in her bright, piercing eyes.

"First constraint—"

She raised her right hand, and a beam of light shone from the Holy Lance, as dazzling as the sun.

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

"--admit."

"The second restraint—"

"We must not go against humanity!"

"--admit."

"The third restraint—"

"We must fight for the truth!"

"--admit."

"The Fourth Restraint—"

"Do not fight the elves!"

"--admit."

"The Fifth Restraint—"

"This battle must be fought against evil!"

"--admit."

"The Sixth Restraint—"

"This battle must not be fought for personal gain!"

"--admit."

"The Seventh Restraint—"

"This battle must be fought for honor!"

"--admit."

In an instant, golden beams of light shot into the sky, converging into a massive pillar that illuminated the entire battlefield, the entire island, and the entire sea.

Within the pillar of light, the form of the Holy Lance began to change.

The patterns on the gun began to glow, the light growing brighter, stronger, and hotter.

The wind at the tip of the gun began to spin, growing faster, faster, and more violent.

The gun handle began to resonate, emitting a deep sound, like an ancient war song.

Artoria raised the Holy Lance, its tip aimed at Quinn.

Her eyes shone with a golden light.

Her face was expressionless.

But there was a sacred power in her voice.

"Lengonimiard".

Her voice was very soft, so soft it sounded like a sigh.

"Thirteen restrictions lifted."

"Holy Lance, pull anchor."

As soon as he finished speaking, the light on the Holy Lance suddenly burst forth, like a sun exploding on the battlefield.

Amidst the light, a massive beam of light shot out from the tip of the spear, hurtling towards Quinn.

Wherever the beam of light passed, everything was swallowed up: the ground was evaporated, the air was ionized, and space was torn apart.

The beam of light was moving at an astonishing speed, so fast that Quinn had no time to react.

The power of the beam of light was terrifying, so powerful that Quinn's defenses were completely ineffective.

The beam of light struck his body.

There was no explosion.

There was no loud noise.

There was no shockwave.

Only light.

Pure light.

Holy light.

The light of destruction.

The beam of light pierced through Quinn's body, exited from his back, shot into the sky, and disappeared into the depths of space.

Quinn's body began to dissipate in the light.

It's not burning, not melting, not decomposing.

It dissipates.

They vanished from this world as if they had never existed.

His skin disappeared.

His muscles disappeared.

His bones have vanished.

His internal organs dissipated.

His consciousness faded away.

Only his eyes remain.

His left eye reflected Artoria's image.

The girl who wore silver-white armor, held a holy lance, and stood in the light.

A smile spread across his face.

"I see……"

His voice was very soft, so soft it sounded like a sigh.

"There are... things in this world that I... cannot defeat... But science has no end."

His eyes closed.

His body completely dissipated.

Artoria sheathed the Holy Lance, which vanished into light in her hand.

In the sky, only the huge hole pierced by the beam of light is still slowly healing.

The battlefield was silent.

There was only the sound of the wind blowing across the ground, and the sound of the waves crashing against the shore.

Artoria stood there, looking at the spot where Quinn had disappeared, her eyes as calm as a still lake.

"Originally, I didn't want to use this gun."

"Because this gun is for saving the world, not for killing people."

"But today, I'm making an exception."

She paused.

"Because you are too dangerous."

"Your poison, your fire, your virus..."

"Each of them can kill countless innocent people."

"Each of these things can destroy countless innocent families."

"I cannot let you live."

"We cannot allow your evil to continue to spread."