The villain's journey from the Type-Moon world

“Hahahaha—this is the roar of my soul, forged by hatred. Roar, my rage!!”

Chapter 75 Wang Chong: It’s My Turn to Act

“Hahahaha—this is the roar of my soul, forged by hatred. Roar, my rage!!”

A high-pitched woman's laughter echoed from the sky, and then more pillars of fire shot up into the sky, directly separating Iskandar's Macedonian Legion from Mordred and other heroic spirits. Iskandar instantly felt a sense of danger and immediately reined in his horse, bringing it to a halt.

He saw the ground cracked five meters in front of him, and three huge black guns shot out from the ground, directly piercing several soldiers and hanging high above. If Iskandar had not been careful, he would have suffered the same fate.

"Stop!" Iskandar gave the order, and the legion halted its advance in unison. Seeing the huge column of fire rising continuously, which had caused hundreds of casualties in the vanguard of the army in an instant, this undoubtedly made Iskandar solemn. Then, Iskandar looked towards the source of the sound in the sky and shouted:

"Who is coming!?"

"Ah, I thought I heard someone cursing something just now... A coward afraid to show his face? Hahahaha, there are so many people in this world who don't know their own limitations. But since you've directed the curses at me, I'm not one to be easily offended. Pay the price in blood and feel this wrath! Hahahaha!"

The woman's almost crazy laughter sounded from the sky again, and at this time, countless black shadows began to slowly appear from the sky.

"This... what is this!? Dragon species!? Wyverns! Oh my god! How can there be so many wyverns!" Weber said in surprise after seeing the full picture of the black shadows in the sky.

At this moment, everyone saw the owner of that voice. Atop a wyvern in the foreground, a figure in black armor, with flowing white hair, clutched a banner in his left hand and a black sword in his right. He stood atop the dragon's back, still the same figure, gazing down below. Undoubtedly, the other person also exuded the aura of a Servant, a Servant himself.

However, the other person's face seemed to be covered by a mask, and no one could see her appearance behind it... except one person.

Jeanne's eyes widened in disbelief. When she saw the new Servant's faceplate, especially the line of his real name that appeared before her eyes, she felt her worldview and beliefs were shaken.

"How could this be...how is this possible?" Joan of Arc couldn't help but mutter to herself.

"Ding - Congratulations to the host's servant Jeanne d'Arc [Alter] (Black Jeanne d'Arc) for shocking Jeanne d'Arc's beliefs and making her question her life. After conversion, she will be awarded 200 villain points. Congratulations to the host's servant Black Jeanne for using her strength to intimidate everyone present except herself. After conversion, she will be awarded 3000 villain points. The current villain points are 5840 points." The system's prompt sounded.

"Wait! Why is Black Zhen's shock 3000? Not 300? Are you sure there isn't an extra zero?" Wang Chong said in surprise.

"Host...I was worried that you would think I didn't give you enough."

"Huh? Too little? Could it be that you, Mordred, forgot a zero before?"

"I really admire your ability to understand, host... Host, the deterrent effect of Black Jeanne d'Arc is due to the number of people present. Those guys brought out by the King of Conquerors are all counted as heads." The system complained.

"Fuck, so they're all included? Wait! There are tens of thousands of them! Why are you only giving 3000?"

"Well, that makes sense. It's a familiar host. Host, first of all, it's not so easy to intimidate all members of the legion. Their morale is very high, and only a small number of people are intimidated. Secondly, although they count the number of heads, the villain evaluation points they give are still relatively low, and for this kind of legion, there are other ways to calculate the villain points." The system explained.

"Alright, alright, what's the point of explaining so much? You never tell me the real calculation method, so in fact, it's up to you to decide. In other words: give me more villain points in the future, and give me more surprises like this, do you understand me?" Wang Chong said unhappily.

"Yes, yes." The system nodded and bowed.

Meanwhile, with Iskandar and Black Jeanne at the top and bottom respectively, the Macedonian phalanx lost their air-to-ground advantage and was instead suppressed by the firepower of the wyverns led by Black Jeanne. Although those wyverns numbered only a few hundred and they had many powerful Heroic Elves under their command, most of their soldiers were unable to withstand the flying beasts.

Plus... that servant who also has great power and a large-scale anti-military treasure, plus Mordred, it will be quite troublesome to deal with those two forces.

"Newly appeared heroic spirit, could you please tell me your name? I, King of Conquerors Iskandar, am extremely pleased to fight against a strong man like you. Hahahaha." However, this instead completely aroused Iskandar's fighting spirit. He laughed out loud, pointed his sword at the Black Jeanne d'Arc in the sky, and said.

"You want to know my name? Hahaha, why would I tell a dead person who pissed me off? Come on, let me see if these massive armies of yours can withstand the wrath of the Avengers! And you, don't just stand there and watch, come on! Let's burn them to ashes together!"

Black Jeanne d'Arc did not say a word and started to move forward. In an instant, the wyverns spewed out flames. Below, Mordred and the other two jumped onto the three wyverns flying towards them as mounts, and began to use their air advantage to fight with Iskandar's legion.

Only Artoria was standing in the distance without moving. The soldiers were blocked and could not reach Artoria's location. This battle had nothing to do with her.

"Hahahaha! So strong, truly so strong!" Looking at the dragon-controlling witch in the sky, constantly waving flames with her sword, sweeping away her troops, Iskandar was not angry at all. Instead, his will to fight had reached its peak. He roared, "All warriors! The enemy is a veteran of countless battles, a great hero in history! They are so powerful that no one can break them! It's enough for us to use all our strength! Come! Show these heroic spirits our dominance!"

“Aa ...

"Roar!!!!"

Iskandar roared his battle cry, and the warriors roared back, charging towards the enemies. No matter the rising pillars of fire, no matter the blinding silver light, no matter the arrows, no matter the scythe of death, no matter even the unreachable flying dragons, they would burn themselves out in battle until the very last moment!

……

After the charge, the King of Conquerors' army was reduced to less than one percent of its previous strength, with the remaining members essentially comprised of the army's strongest warriors. Meanwhile, both Mordred and Little Medusa, the two melee fighters, were injured to varying degrees, while Euryale and Black Jeanne, the ranged attackers, were relatively unscathed.

However, except for the wyverns under the feet of Black Jeanne and others, the rest of the wyverns were actually killed by the warriors who seized the opportunity and threw spears at them. It must be said that these fearless warriors are truly respectable.

The remaining hundred warriors protected the King of Conquerors, Iskandar. However, Iskandar understood the current situation and, despite exerting all his might, was no match for the four Servants, especially powerful warriors like Jeanne d'Arc and Mordred, who were no match for him. To achieve such a brilliant victory against four alone was truly worthy of the title of the King of Conquerors, the conqueror of all.

"Hahahaha, being able to fight with so many powerful people tonight and witness so many dazzling competitions, this is the charm of the Holy Grail War! Hahahaha!" Even though he was defeated, the Conqueror King still laughed heartily, causing the four people who were his enemies to start refreshing their perception of the Conqueror King.

"Come on! Fight to the bitter end! Witness the victor of this war!" With that, Iskandar was about to charge again! Even though he knew he would lose! He would continue to practice his kingly and hegemonic ways, and continue on his journey of conquest!

"What a great king! However, only death can give him the greatest respect." Although Mordred said so, she knew in her heart that this king would not die today.

Not only she knew it, the other three knew it too.

"Alright, King of Conquerors. I'm really sorry to disturb your interest. However, there is no need to charge towards death. The Holy Grail War is still long, and an opponent like you should not end here." At this time, a voice sounded from behind Iskandar who was about to charge.

Wang Chong slowly moved away from Jeanne and approached Iskandar's figure step by step.

"King of Ruined King... haven't you already?" Looking at the other party's appearance, which seemed to still want to fight, Iskandar said in surprise.

"Ah, as you can see, both I and my Master have recovered a little after such a long time. Leave the next matter to me. I still have some grudges with the other party, and there are some accounts to settle." Wang Chong pointed to the wound on his chest that had almost healed, and said slowly.

Chapter 76: The King's Order Has Been Decided

Time goes back to the moment when Black Joan of Arc just appeared.

Originally, Wang Chong had not planned to act so hastily and wanted to delay for a while. However, who knew that after seeing the appearance of Black Jeanne d'Arc, Joan of Arc's reaction was really quite strong. She had directly targeted the other party with the changes in this Holy Grail War and planned to no longer hide her identity. She was ready to take action directly and capture Black Jeanne d'Arc.

Fortunately, because Wang Chong was always paying attention to Joan of Arc's situation, he noticed Joan of Arc's thoughts in time and stopped her at the first opportunity.

"Jeanne, I don't know why you're so excited when you see that masked Servant, but we don't have the upper hand in the current situation. Even if you act rashly and defeat him, you won't necessarily be able to stop him."

"Furthermore, the masterminds behind this Holy Grail War are likely their Masters, not these Servants. Those anomalous Masters have great ambitions, and we must act with caution. This is only the first night of the Holy Grail War, so please conserve your power and Noble Phantasms and don't expose them. Leave this situation to me. Rest assured, these Servants will be fine tonight."

After hearing Wang Chong's words, Jeanne finally calmed down and did not immediately put on her spirit robe and start the battle. However, when she saw Wang Chong about to take action, she still cautiously warned:

"You must be careful...that woman. You haven't seen her true name or her Noble Phantasm, so you don't know why I have listed her as the most dangerous Heroic Spirit." Jeanne hesitated for a moment before adding, "That Heroic Spirit...she could very well be another me."

"...Really?" Wang Chong asked seriously, suppressing his almost collapsed expression.

"Really... However, she is not a Ruler, so some of her privileges cannot be used on other Servants. However, you have just witnessed her powerful strength. I will tell you all the information I know. After all, I have confirmed that she must be an unusual Servant." Jeanne then told Wang Chong about Black Jeanne's various skills, abilities, and even Noble Phantasms.

"Real name recognition... This kind of Ruler-exclusive privilege is really abnormal. No wonder he can become the referee of the Holy Grail War. Only certain Servants who can change their own faceplates or have Noble Phantasms that conceal their own faceplates can avoid Jeanne's prying eyes." Wang Chong thought to himself after listening.

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing. Although I can't take down these alien servants all at once tonight, I can still drive them away." Wang Chong said, and after seeing that both sides were fighting and there were only a few people left, he stood up.

"Alas... I always bother Wang Chongjun. However, Wang Chongjun is right. The person behind this has grand plans. I have to use some of my strength at the most critical moment. Now Wang Chongjun is the sword and shield in the open. The veil of the other party's conspiracy is bound to be lifted in the confrontation." Joan of Arc thought so firmly.

Time then returned to the present, and Wang Chong walked beside Iskandar and began to confront Mordred and others in front of him.

"Hey, the red one, your name is Mordred, right? Do you still remember the battle we had in the wilderness during the day and the scene of fleeing in panic?" Wang Chong spoke directly to Mordred.

After these words were spoken, everyone present fell into deep thought, especially Iskandar, who spoke directly, "Hahaha, so the two Servants who started fighting in the daytime a few days ago were actually the Ruined King and this Saber Mordred. It's a pity that I arrived a step too late, otherwise I would have been able to experience their style earlier."

"Ha!? Last time, it was just because the noise was too loud that my master was worried that it would attract unnecessary people, so he deliberately retreated. Do you really think you can defeat me?" Mordred said disdainfully.

"You should have just seen my Noble Phantasm. That's my real Noble Phantasm. The one I used that time was just a cover. You're now a weakling, like a candle in the wind. Even if you had all the strength you had when you fought that golden guy, you might not be able to take my sword!"

"I didn't kill you just now, but I wanted to wait until you regained your full strength so I could avenge the humiliation I inflicted on you. Since you're seeking death now, I don't need them. I'll kill you alone!" Mordred said, clutching his Noble Phantasm tightly. His furious expression revealed a previous feud between the two.

"Xiao Mo, you're good. Your acting skills are pretty good." Wang Chong said secretly.

"No, Master, it's what you just said that really deserves a beating. What do you mean by running away? Just hearing it makes me want to beat you up." However, what came was Mordred's gritting teeth voice.

"Huh?" Wang Chong exclaimed, "Wow!" He thought the other person was acting, but he didn't expect that the other person was actually playing himself.

Regardless, the show continued. Wang Chong slowly said, "Oh? Did you think that was the release of my Noble Phantasm?"

"Hmm? What do you mean?" Mordred was also stunned by this. Could it be that the Master was holding back when fighting him? That was true. After all, his Master was a perverted person. Who would support six Servants at once? It was really outrageous.

"Let's get this out of the way. I'm done pretending." Wang Chong smiled crookedly, and the next moment, his entire body erupted with an unimaginable aura of coercion. A constant stream of white fluorescence flowed into Wang Chong's body. Then, a vast black aura emanated from Wang Chong once again, but this time, its intensity surpassed anything anyone had witnessed before.

"King of Conquerors, what I'm about to do may be a little unfair to your dead brothers, so I'm saying hello to you first. After all, this is the only way we can turn the situation around." Wang Chong said to Iskandar, who felt the most power beside him.

"Hahahahahaha, since the Ruined King looks up to my dead brothers, just do whatever you want! I also want to see what other tricks you have, the Ruined King." Iskandar seemed to have thought of something, so he was waiting to see.

"Yeah." Without saying anything more, Wang Chong continued to spread the black fog. Soon, he heard a lot of noisy sounds coming from the black fog.

"ROAR!!!!" A furious roar was heard, making the Heroic Spirits and Servants present feel a sense of oppression. Black Jeanne d'Arc, flying in the air, frowned and thought to herself, "When did my Master acquire such power? But that's right... The entire Fuyuki Holy Grail belongs to him. What can't he do? Hahaha, I'm still looking forward to what kind of expression Jeanne d'Arc will show when you know the truth."

"This is……"

A vast army of tens of thousands of white ghosts loomed terrifyingly beneath the black fog that obscured the sky. Three of the larger ghosts floated about, gazing intently at Mordred and his companions. In the sky, in addition to the humanoid ghosts, hundreds of ghost dragons swirled in the air.

Mordred's pupils shrank slightly. He had seen his master throwing those ghosts to collide with the Hero King's Noble Phantasm before, but he clearly saw that his master's ghosts should have been used up. Where did he find so many ghosts from?

"So that's how it is, this is your method, Ruined King. You can actually make the dead guys work for you again. Are you borrowing soldiers from me? Huh? Hahahaha." Iskandar had an extraordinary vision. He could tell at a glance where these ghosts came from. After all, he could clearly feel the breath and connection of his warriors who had been through life and death with him from those ghosts.

Iskandar didn't blame Wang Chong for transforming his own warriors into ghosts. After all, they were already the spirits of heroes who had long since died. Now, his warriors had simply reappeared before him in a different form. Furthermore, Wang Chong had already informed him of this.

"Yes, this is my trump card: [The King's Order is Decided]. All land under heaven belongs to the king, and all the people in the world are his subjects. My subordinates, even after their death, will fight for me and flatten hell." Wang Chong said slowly.

"Now, everyone, do you still want to continue the fight? Don't blame me for not reminding you, after being blessed by my Noble Phantasm, the combat effectiveness of those dead guys will not only not weaken, but will be strengthened. The flying dragons you brought have been basically consumed, but we, whether on the ground or in the sky, will not be suppressed by you as before, and our strength has even increased a level compared to before. Are you sure that the first battle of the Holy Grail War will be our final battle?"

Chapter 77: The First Battle Ends

"Hahaha, why not? The first battle is the decisive battle, it's a good idea. And I'm looking forward to seeing whether your ghosts can withstand the burning of my flames." Black Joan of Arc said, still maintaining an exaggerated laugh.

"Black Jeanne d'Arc, you're trying a bit too hard in your performance... I know you're very satisfied with Bai Zhen's expression and very excited, but can you control your emotions? You look so silly right now." Wang Chong's voice suddenly reached Black Jeanne d'Arc's ears.

"Huh? What? What? I'm obviously trying very hard to hold back my laughter. Shouldn't you praise me? What's so silly? I'm crazy~ Crazy. How about I find a few more bishops to perform a skewers show for you?" Black Joan of Arc snorted and sent out an unhappy voice message.

"Stop torturing that bastard Pierre. Send him to hell and let him slowly make soup. There's no need to whip his corpse every day. It's unlucky."

"Hmph, then I'll do as you say... So, what should we do next?"

"It's time to end it. We've been making enough noise, and today's goal has almost been achieved. After fighting for a few rounds, let's retreat." Wang Chong said.

These words were not only said to Jeanne d'Arc, but also to his other servants.

"In that case, let's fight!" From the perspective of others, facing the provocation of the female servant in black armor, Wang Chong fought as soon as he said he would, leading the ghost army that had been transformed from the legion of the Conqueror King, and began to fight with his own servants.

Acting can't be too fake; it needs to be seven parts real and three parts fake, so that the fake can be mistaken for the real thing. He let Mordred, Black Jeanne d'Arc, and the others slay many of Wang Chong's ghost troops. It wasn't until Black Jeanne d'Arc once again unleashed her Noble Phantasm, and Mordred, after preparing to unleash it, destroyed a quarter of Wang Chong's ghost army, that the two sides finally stopped fighting.

"Hmph, our masters have ordered that the fight tonight ends here and there will be no more fighting. Remove the inherent barrier and we will retreat." Black Jeanne d'Arc shouted loudly at this time.

"I told you to leave before, but you refused. Now that you feel you can't win, you want to escape. How can this be justified?" Wang Chong said coldly as he inserted the Ruined King Sword into the ground.

"Can't defeat us? If we fight to the death, who will win or lose is still a question. Besides, we still have Caster and Rider who haven't appeared yet. Do you really think you guys can hold us back?" Little Medusa retorted eloquently, "Either let us go, or we don't mind a fight to the death. At worst, we can do as you said, and this first battle will be the final one. Once we kill you, we're bound to take care of the rest one by one."

"They actually united and planned to deal with other servants one by one?" Iskandar sensed something unusual and began to think.

"What do you think, King of Conquerors?" Wang Chong asked.

"Let's stop here. Tonight has been fun enough. And there are some things I really need to sort out when I get back." Iskandar shook his head, not wanting to continue stubbornly. He began to retract his inherent barrier. It seemed that the King of Conquerors was not a man who only knew how to attack.

"So be it." Wang Chong also absorbed all the black mist and ghosts into his body, his heart already beaming with joy. "This is a real win! The soul remnants of the Emperor's tens of thousands of Heroic Spirits after their death can actually be made into ghosts by my Imperial Decree. Now I have tens of thousands of ghosts at once, and they are of such high quality. This will undoubtedly greatly increase my strength. I just wonder if such opportunities can come more often. Will those Heroic Spirits be refreshed when the Emperor uses his Noble Phantasm again?"

"The King of Conquerors, the King of Ruined, and the King of Knights. The next time we meet, we won't be so lucky. Wash your neck well and wait, hahahahaha." Jeanne d'Arc laughed heartily, then disappeared into the night on her wyvern. The two Gorgon sisters left nothing to say, simply riding off on their dragons.

"Hmph! The Ruined King, huh? Remember this, you saved your life today." After leaving these words, Mordred prepared to fly away. However, before leaving, he looked back at Artoria who was walking towards Irisviel. No one knew what he was thinking, but he finally flew away.

Wang Chong felt a sense of emotion as he watched the first night of the Holy Grail War come to an end. He then waved his hands towards Waver and Irisviel, and the black mist surrounding them was dispelled.

"Thank you, King Ruined." Irisviel politely thanked Wang Chong. Wang Chong waved his hand, indicating that it was okay.

"Thanks to you today, Lord Ruined King." Iskandar stretched out his hand and said with a smile.

"Same to you, King of Conquerors." Wang Chong shook hands with the other party without any hesitation. The two sides were far from being on edge as they had been when they first met. Instead, they were like a pair of very good friends.

"Let's go, kid." The Conqueror King grabbed the screaming Weber back into the car, waved his hand, and said, "Well, everyone, we'll be separated for a while. Next time we meet, make my blood boil again. Hahahahaha, we'll say goodbye first. Ah la la la!!" The Conqueror King Iskandar drove the chariot, and with lightning, he also disappeared into the night.

The only ones left in this area were the fake Caster team of Wang Chong and Jeanne, and the Saber team of Irisviel and Altria.

"Caster." At this time, Jeanne also ran over. Wang Chong patted Jeanne's shoulder, as if to encourage her, and then said to the Saber team, "This is my Master, Leticia. She is still a little immature and was accidentally dragged into this Holy Grail War. Therefore, I will take care of all the big and small things."

"Is that so?" Irisviel noted the name and told Kiritsugu to investigate thoroughly when she got home... However, she felt a pang of guilt for investigating someone who had saved her. Besides, the previous shooting might have been connected to Kiritsugu. Was it really right for her to treat her savior this way?

However, compared to Irisviel's uneasiness, Artoria seemed to have noticed something and said, "King of the Ruined, you haven't left yet. Is there something you want to say?"

"Indeed, I would like to invite you two," Wang Chong said slowly.

"Invitation?" After hearing this, both of them frowned slightly, not knowing what the other meant.

"Don't worry, I have no ill intentions in this matter. Even if you don't agree now, it doesn't matter." After saying this, Wang Chong handed a card to Artoria. Since her right hand was holding the sword, Artoria subconsciously tried to take it with her left hand. However, the stinging sensation reminded her that her left hand was cursed by Diarmait's yellow rose. So, she retracted the holy sword and grasped the card with her right hand.

"This is……"

"This is the location for tomorrow's meeting, a guest room in an ordinary Chinese restaurant. I sincerely invite you two to come. I can bring you some information you want to know... such as the news about the strange extra servants that appeared earlier. I believe you will not refuse this information."

After Wang Chong finished speaking, he turned around and walked back with Zhen Arc, saying, "This is the chance I'm leaving for you. Come or not, it's all up to you."

……

"Wang Chongjun, are you planning to win over the Saber team?" Jeanne asked.