The villain's journey from the Type-Moon world

"Eh? But your words?"

"It's okay. I have special life-saving skills. No matter whether it's the Hero King or those heroic spirits hiding in the dark, they can't kill me." Wang Chong said confidently.

"Okay... In that case, Wang Chong-jun, you must survive."

This was the conversation between Joan of Arc and Wang Chong a few minutes ago. Joan of Arc's hands were sweating. In order to lure out those strange servants hiding in the shadows, Wang Chong even risked his own life. This made Joan of Arc feel very guilty. She secretly vowed in her heart that if something really happened later, she would protect the other party's life.

Gilgamesh was also falling now, but his speed was even faster. While continuing to shoot the opponent with his Noble Phantasms, he kept stepping on several of them and quickly approached Wang Chong.

He had already decided to take the life of this buzzing guy with his own hands.

Wang Chong, his strength and magic already exhausted, could no longer keep up with the pace of the Noble Phantasms. Two of them precisely penetrated his shoulders, causing him to feel pain as he extended his arms, his entire body wide open. Gilgamesh, however, wasted no time in missing this opportunity. He shouted, "I have said! You will pay for your arrogance! Die!!!"

An axe struck Wang Chong directly, and blood gushed out, staining Gilgamesh's golden armor red. In the distance, Jeanne was about to use Divine Judgment, but the voice from the black mist ring stopped her once again.

"What a tough nut to crack." Gilgamesh said with gritted teeth, but there was still some approval in his eyes.

Wang Chong was seen grabbing the axe blade with his bare hands. Even though the blood on his hands had dyed the axe blade red, he held it tightly like a pair of pliers, preventing it from going any further into his body.

Wang Chong then kicked Gilgamesh away, sending him crashing to the ground with a thud, but he quickly managed to stand up. Meanwhile, Gilgamesh, his body also stained with blood, stood majestically on the ground. Wang Cai launched his attack once again, intending to finish him off once and for all.

But suddenly, Gilgamesh frowned because he saw a huge figure driving a chariot blocking his way.

"Bastard, do you want to die too?" Gilgamesh said with a cold face.

"I simply feel it's a shame to see such a respectable opponent leave the stage like this. Hero King Gilgamesh, don't you want to see more of this Caster's power? To see him show more possibilities? Of course, if you, Hero King, haven't had enough, I, King of Conquerors Iskandar, would also be happy to learn from him." Iskandar stood in front of Wang Chong and spoke to him.

No one present, not even Wang Chong, expected Iskandar to stand before him, ready to fight Gilgamesh and save Caster.

"If that's the case, then how can I lure him in... Haha, I finally couldn't help it, that's good." Wang Chong was just about to complain about Iskandar ruining his plans, but the next second, his spider-sense sent a very dangerous signal, and he immediately understood that the little brother sent by the inhibitory force finally couldn't hold back anymore and took action.

"boom!!"

A loud gunshot rang out, and a bullet shot directly into Wang Chong's chest. I'm afraid that in the next moment, Wang Chong's body will be completely blown apart.

"Bud's blessing."

"Ding!" After a burst of golden light appeared, Wang Chong's body was instantly enveloped by a harmonizing force. Then, when the bullet hit his body, Wang Chong blocked it easily as if nothing had happened.

However, although it was blocked, the gunshot and loud noise startled everyone present!

"How could it be? Could it be Kiritsugu?" Irisviel thought immediately.

"What's going on? The direction of the gunshot was Maiya? No, the gunshot is wrong... but Maiya has been exposed. Since we have already taken action, we must at least eliminate her completely!" In an instant, Kiritsugu Emiya made a lot of judgments, but he couldn't judge too much. Since he had already taken action against Caster, he must ensure that the other party was completely eliminated.

Without hesitation, Kiritsugu fired his second shot at the blonde girl, who had already taken aim. But the moment he fired, Kiritsugu noticed the blonde girl looking strangely in his direction. This startled Emiya Kiritsugu, who felt as if he had made a wrong judgment.

Behind Emiya Kiritsugu, a purple-haired girl appeared unnoticed. She had just briefly activated her ability, subtly influencing the man in front of her to shoot Jeanne. After completing her mission, she activated her aura blocker and quietly disappeared.

"I don't know what evil plan the Master has in mind. He asked me to influence this man and make sure he takes action against Jeanne d'Arc. Forget it, it's up to Euryale (me) and my stupid sister now." The person who came was none other than Stheno, who had been arranged by Wang Chong to ambush Kiritsugu. He used his inherent skill: charming beautiful voice, to slightly influence Emiya Kiritsugu without being noticed by the other party.

As for Joan of Arc, a black mist appeared in front of her, blocking the bullets.

"Where did this sinister and cunning guy come from! How dare you shoot arrows in the back in front of all the servants! If you only target us servants, it would be fine. Since you can't deal with me, you persecute the Master. What? Could it be that you have a despicable plan to take advantage of our servants' fight to secretly plot against us Masters and eliminate us!?" Wang Chong's face was frosty and he roared angrily.

For a moment, even the Hero King Gilgamesh and the Conqueror King Iskandar, who were originally somewhat at odds with each other, each looked in the direction of the shooting.

"You coward, since you dare to plan this, I will make sure you don't get away with it. Thousand Years of Sobbing!" Wang Chong threw out two clouds of black mist and ran towards Irisviel and Weber, saying, "Don't worry, this black mist is here to protect you. Besides my Lord, you two are the only other Masters present. Who knows, that fellow might even be planning to kill you two. Just accept it."

Looking at the non-aggressive black mist, Waver and Irisviel seemed somewhat bewildered.

Chapter 67: The Wife's Beginning to Fall into the Trap

Looking at the black mist sent by the other party, Irisviel and Waver both hesitated. However, their reasons were different. Waver was simply worried that the black mist might harm him. Irisviel, on the other hand, felt that it was unnecessary.

"Don't worry, you should all know that I don't have much strength left. Being able to protect the Masters and share these is all I have left. Moreover, this is not a kind gift, but a deal. I will protect the two Masters from being ambushed, and you will be responsible for protecting my safety. How about it?" Wang Chong said slowly.

"You two just saw it. The attack came at such a fast speed that it could only be stopped if a protective shield was set up at the beginning. Otherwise, it would be impossible to defend against it." Wang Chong said.

"Kid, accept it." Iskandar spoke first.

"Huh? But..." Weber said reluctantly.

"There's no way. I might have to fight with that Hero King later, and he may not be able to take care of you. Don't worry, as a king, he has his own pride and bottom line. He won't lie about this." Iskandar patted Weber's shoulder and said.

"Okay... okay." Weber tentatively touched the black mist, and then it whooshed and enveloped him completely, startling him so much that he let out a rather pathetic cry: "Ah!!!!... Eh? It feels pretty good. It's icy cold, like air conditioning."

"Hahahaha, I told you I wouldn't misjudge anyone... Then next, it's about those two attackers..." Iskandar looked in a certain direction, and there was no figure on the building anymore.

"Irisviel, why don't you accept this black mist as well? Now that I'm injured, I can't guarantee I can protect you... Irisviel?" Seeing that nothing unusual was happening with the Rider group, Altria felt relieved. She looked at Irisviel, asking for her opinion. But then she noticed that Irisviel looked a little distracted.

"Ah? Oh, well, that's all. Saber, stay alert," Irisviel replied, feeling somewhat guilty. She then touched the black mist with her hand, and it enveloped Irisviel, forming a protective layer. Although somewhat puzzled by Irisviel's actions, Artoria paid no attention to them, assuming Irisviel was frightened. Therefore, she became even more alert, keeping a vigilant eye on the surroundings.

"Why do I feel... a little dizzy... Well, it seems that nothing is wrong again. Oh, is it because of what Kiritsugu did just now that the pressure is too great?" Irisviel thought so.

After all, Irisviel had already known part of Kiritsugu's plan; she knew he would resort to such means to kill his Master. However, hearing the Ruined King's blunt and vehement scolding just now still made Irisviel feel somewhat uncomfortable and sad. It wasn't that she thought Kiritsugu had done anything wrong, but rather that she felt sorry for him for having to bear such infamy and pain.

However, no matter what Irisviel thought, the moment she touched the black mist in her daze, the trajectory of her fate began to change. Wang Chong's eyes flickered imperceptibly, staring at his wife who had accepted his black mist.

He had indeed not done anything to the black mist. It was simply a force of destruction. As long as Wang Chong didn't activate its corrosive properties, it would be no different from harmless mist. However... that was only true for ordinary people or ordinary magi.

You have to know that Mrs. Irisviel's identity is not ordinary... She is a walking Lesser Holy Grail, connected to the Greater Holy Grail. The Greater Holy Grail has now been completely infected by Wang Chong's power of destruction. Just now, the wife, who is the Lesser Holy Grail, successfully touched the black fog, and the two forces of destruction completely opened the connection between the Greater and Lesser Holy Grails. Even if the black fog is removed, Wang Chong's power of destruction will slowly affect Irisviel from the inside out.

[Evil value 0%...Evil value 1%]

A certain value began to change quietly under Wang Chong's gaze.

"I've got you! Damn thief!" Gilgamesh's voice suddenly rang out, and he launched his Noble Phantasm in a certain direction. The Servants' keen eyesight revealed a dark figure escaping from a building two hundred meters away.

"You even dare to steal the life that I have set my sights on! You damn thieves are more hateful than bastards! I will cut you into pieces!" As if recalling some angry memories, Gilgamesh was not satisfied with just shooting out his Noble Phantasm, he was about to start his flying performance on the Noble Phantasm.

"Kill..." At this time, a black-haired man who received the signal from the black fog ring showed a crazy smile and gave orders to his servant.

The next second, a surge of crazy energy suddenly appeared in front of Gilgamesh, which made Gilgamesh, who was about to chase out, stop immediately. He looked at the magical fluctuations blocking his way, then looked at the black shadow that had already escaped far away in the distance. He clenched his fists and looked fiercely at the heroic spirit that was about to appear in front of him.

Gilgamesh felt like he had the worst luck of his life today. First, three pretenders to be kings appeared in the Holy Grail War, one was a young woman who should be married, one was an idiot, and the other was a guy who looked like he was dying. And then, the guy who looked like he was dying humiliated by him in various ways, making him so angry that he threw countless Noble Phantasms.

Just when he was about to kill the fly, a fool blocked his way, and then a thief appeared and tried to steal his victory. Just when he was about to catch the thief, another unknown thing blocked his way.

"It's really bad luck to be touched by the aura of death!" In the end, Gilgamesh blamed all the mistakes on a guy who controlled the souls of the dead.

When the madness gathered, a heroic spirit wearing dark blue armor and shrouded in black madness appeared before Gilgamesh. In an instant, their eyes met. Even with just a glance, the two had already communicated. The translation is:

Jin: "What are you looking at?"

Lan: "What are you looking at?"

Jin: "You're looking for death!"

In an instant, Gilgamesh, whose anger had been ignited again, fought with the Berserker Lancelot just like in the original book.

"Why did Berserker suddenly appear at this time? And he just happened to block the Hero King from chasing the Assassin." Joan of Arc actually saw the fleeing Heroic Spirit. That was the Assassin who attacked her and Wang Chong in the beginning. But now that she noticed the appearance of the Mad Lancelot and blocked Gilgamesh, she began to think about something.

"How is it, Joan of Arc? Did you see clearly the one who attacked you before? Which servant was it?" Wang Chong asked.

"Well, I see it clearly, but he is not a Servant... He is a living human being." Jeanne said in a deep voice.

"Could it be that that guy is the master of those alien servants?" Wang Chong asked in feigned surprise.

"That's a possibility. We just revealed our flaw and the attack on the two of us happened. And behind that person, the aura of a heroic spirit also appeared. It's a pity that I didn't notice the other party's rank." Joan of Arc said.

"Jean-Arc's Servant perception ability is a bit too terrifying. Even Steno noticed it. Fortunately, she was just trying to put the blame on Kiritsugu. But it will be very disadvantageous for my Servant deployment and sneak attacks in the future. She is worthy of being a Heroic Spirit who serves as a judge. The privileges granted are really too powerful." Wang Chong couldn't help but think to himself.

"So what's going on with this Berserker now?"

"I'm not sure, but he stopped Gilgamesh from chasing the alien servant. Its identity is not very clear. However, the Berserker class is there after all, and anyone may become its target." Jeanne analyzed.

"Never mind. Even though I was injured tonight, it's worth it to be able to get so much information." Wang Chong said with a smile.

Hearing Wang Chong's words, Joan of Arc nodded, feeling extremely grateful for Wang Chong's selfless help.

"Although Wang Chong-jun is sometimes eccentric, nonsensical, and even has a sharp tongue, he is essentially a very selfless and kind person. The previous bet was interrupted by the arrival of the King of Conquerors. But in a sense, I still lose. I must satisfy any requests Wang Chong-jun makes from now on." Joan of Arc thought silently.

"Congratulations to the host for successfully misleading Joan of Arc into misjudging the mastermind behind the Holy Grail War, and for increasing Joan of Arc's favorability and gaining her trust! You have successfully manipulated the referee of the Holy Grail War! You are rewarded with 500 villain points and a random skill card. The current villain points are 1700." The system's prompt sound also sounded at this moment.

"Very good, now that the blame has been successfully shifted... then let's completely infuriate this war! Time to fast-forward." Wang Chong began to control the black mist ring and slowly gave orders to the person opposite him:

"Mordred, it's your turn."

"Understood - Master." Under the horn helmet, a red light lit up from the gap.

Chapter 68 Father and Son (Part 1)

While Gilgamesh was fighting a frantic Lancelot, Iskandar, who was sitting idle, looked at Diarmait, whose face was full of hesitation, and said, "Lancer, are you worried about your Master's safety?"

Seeing that his thoughts were seen through, Diarmait did not hide it. He nodded, then sighed and said, "However, my lord wants me to stay here and does not need me to guard him."

"Let you stay here? Could it be that your Master wants to eliminate Saber? Now that things have come to this, I think leaving might be better for you." Iskandar looked again in the direction of the person who had just escaped and said, "The Holy Grail War may be getting strange. Even if we count the Servant who just escaped, there are now seven Servants who have appeared tonight. But wasn't Assassin killed by the King?"

Faced with this question, no one present offered an explanation. Iskandar also scratched his head, unable to come up with any conclusion. Seeing that his Master seemed to have calmed down a lot in the black fog, he said nothing more and waited quietly for the King of Heroes and this Berserker who appeared out of nowhere to decide the outcome.

Just as Diarmait was about to wait for the battle to end, a sharp voice suddenly pointed at him:

"Since you're looking for death and don't want to leave, then don't leave forever! Leave your life here!"

"Hmm!?" In an instant, Diarmait felt a sharp murderous intent locking onto him from a shadowy corner. In an instant, a sword flashed, and bright silver light covered Diarmait's vision.

On the brink of death, Diarmait, relying on his bestial instincts, crossed his spears, attempting to block the silver light. However, a tremendous force tore through Diarmait's defenses, knocking him back. Diarmait's footsteps left a long scratch on the ground, and he retreated until he was almost close to Artoria before stopping.

A bloody mark had already appeared on his chest. If he had not used the opponent's force and retreated in time, allowing the opponent's sword to cut deeper, he would have died here as the opponent said.

“I can’t even withstand that enormous force. Is it because I’m not in good shape after the fierce battle with Saber just now?” Diarmait couldn’t help but think.

"How...how could this be..." Behind Diarmait, he heard Artoria's trembling voice, filled with shock. This made Diarmait somewhat puzzled, but when he looked in the direction of the attack, he saw a warrior in red and white armor standing where he had been.

Wearing a closed-back helmet shaped like a bull's horn, it's impossible to tell what he looks like underneath, just like the Berserker who suddenly appeared before. However, all seven classes of Servants have already appeared, so why did another Servant appear?

"That guy has indeed arrived!" Jeanne, who had also witnessed this scene, was about to attack, but was stopped by Wang Chong. Wang Chong said, "I have my own plans. You continue to play the role of a Master. Now is not the right time to make a full move. Let's continue to show weakness and see if we can lure out more of the guys who are hiding."

"Okay..." Joan of Arc could only nod and agree, pinning her hopes on Wang Chong's so-called plan.

Meanwhile, Artoria, struck by lightning, gazed upon the Servant. Anger and self-blame, the two emotions instantly choked her chest, unable to be released. Even the Holy Sword, hidden by the Wind King's barrier, began to tremble.

Diarmuid, who was in front, seemed to have noticed something was wrong with Altria, so he couldn't help but ask, "Saber, do you know this unknown Servant?"

"Of course she knows me. She knows me very well." However, the one who answered Diarmait was not Artoria behind him, but the servant who had just attacked him.

"Clang clang—" The visor on the Servant's head began to unfold, gradually revealing his true appearance. During this process, the Servant walked forward step by step and said:

"My Master taught me this... This is a test! This is a test to overcome the past. Only by overcoming that immature and evasive past can one grow."

Then, the servant stopped and removed the visor, revealing a face similar to Artoria's. The other person smiled very brightly, but beneath that brightness, there was unimaginable madness and impulse.

"Well, you think so too, don't you, Father?"

As soon as those words were spoken, the identity of the newcomer was immediately clear to everyone present. Knowing that Altria was the legendary Knight King, who could possibly call the Knight King "father"?

The answer is almost obvious: that is the rebellious knight who ended the legend of the Knight King, the son of the Knight King - Mordred.

"This is really... too surprising, the King of Knights and the Rebellious Knight... this is simply letting them recreate that legend. But compared to these things... that Mordred, how come she is also a Saber? How can there be two Sabers at the same time? Hey! Boy, is the Holy Grail War a battle between seven heroic spirits?" Iskandar felt the class aura exuded by Mordred, frowned, then looked at Waver and asked.

"No...it shouldn't be like this. How could there be two Sabers? It doesn't make sense. Shouldn't there be seven knights in the Holy Grail War? Why are there two Sabers?" Obviously, this also exceeded Waver's expectations and common sense.

Waver wasn't the only one surprised. Irisviel, Kenneth, and Tōsaka Tokiomi, who had been observing from afar, all seemed a bit uneasy. Tōsaka Tokiomi, in particular, stood up from the sofa and said in a panic, "How is this possible! How could this happen! Just now, there was an unknown Assassin who suddenly appeared, and now there's a second Saber! What the hell is going on with this Holy Grail War? What happened?"

"Tokiomi...it seems things have far exceeded our expectations. The sudden premature opening of the Holy Grail proves that something is very wrong with this incident." Kotomine Li was standing by, and as he spoke, he had a bad premonition: "Could it be that two Heroic Spirits of each class will appear this time?"

"If that's the case... we're in big trouble. This is no longer a Holy Grail War that we can control. Even if it's the King of Heroes, facing so many opponents, I'm afraid... the King can't continue to display his strength, otherwise those Servants will all turn their spearheads against the King of Heroes." said Tōsaka Tokiomi.

"Let's wait and see. If we ask the King of Heroes to stop now, I'm afraid it will make him unhappy." Yan Fengli said cautiously.

"If another Servant appears, I will force the King of Heroes to retreat, even with just one Command Seal." As fate would have it, Tōsaka Tokiomi eventually returned to his old ways and decided to use the power of the Command Seals, foreshadowing his breakup with Gilgamesh.

……

"Mordred, why are you here?" Artoria said in a deep voice, suppressing the urge to rush forward.

"Huh? Why am I here? When did you suddenly become concerned about all this?" Mordred laughed, then raised the sword that shone with brilliant silver light, pointed it at Artoria, and said, "But you, my lord father, what's wrong? Why are you praying to the Holy Grail for a wish? Haha, let me guess, are you regretting it? Regret handing Camelot over to me, regret that I destroyed it all with my own hands. So after you killed me... you were still angry and regretful, right? You wanted to make a wish to the Holy Grail to change everything, right?"

"Look at your face! Hahaha, what? Are you finally angry after seeing me?" Mordred said with a wild laugh.

"...No, rather than being angry, I feel more...disappointed. Even until your death, you have not been able to wake up from your stupidity and magnanimity. You are indeed hopeless, Mordred." Altria took a deep breath, put away her emotions that were somewhat out of control due to seeing the "old friend", and turned back into the cold Knight King, and said.

Chapter 69: Father and Son (Part 2)

"Oh, I thought you'd changed a bit. You still look the same now." Mordred snorted, looked at Artoria, then at Diarmait who was also on guard, and said, "But you have changed after all, my father."

"You've become even weaker and more incompetent than before. You can't even take down a small fry like this... You've completely insulted me and everyone else you've defeated!" Mordred swiftly charged at Diarmait, drawing his sword and slashing at him. "I'll wash this insult off of me with your blood!"

Diarmait prepared to block the blow, but Altria passed him and struck Mordred directly. Thus began the battle between father and son.

"Qiang——!"