The villain's journey from the Type-Moon world

The sound of a sword piercing flesh echoed, and Mordred, watching the battle from afar, curled his lips slightly. Blood dripped slowly onto the ground along the golden holy sword. The heavy sword, held high, ultimately did not strike down, but instead slowly dropped, then fell to the ground with a clang.

The Sword of Promised Victory pierced Lancelot's body, and Artoria finally made her choice.

"I'm sorry, Lancelot. Whether for my companions, for my Master, or to achieve that final victory and change everything... I must move on. Forgive me, I'm neither a worthy king nor a worthy friend. This is the only way to end your suffering." Artoria raised her head, her eyes drained of color. She could only make this bitter choice.

"That's good... Arthur. That's good. But, talking about changing all this... Really, it still makes me worry as always..." As if because of a last burst of energy, the frenzied look on Lancelot's face had disappeared. After whispering the last words in Artoria's ear, he raised his head and looked at Mordred who had been watching the battle.

"..." Lancelot's mouth shape kept changing, and then his consciousness was cut off, and his body began to transform into a spirit particle. Lancelot also successfully died completely.

"Tsk, you're just as infuriating as always. You like to act." Mordred naturally understood what Lancelot meant by his words. This was part of their deal.

"Now there's one less guy to drink with me. Farewell, Berserker." In another room, watching Lancelot's death on the screen, Matou Kariya sighed with deep regret. In reality, Lancelot had never gone mad; his frenzy had long been successfully suppressed by Wang Chong using the power of the black mist. Therefore, in private, he and Lancelot remained close friends, occasionally discussing their ideal lives and the common interests and hobbies of men.

And now, such a person has returned to where he came from. I had originally wanted to ask him for advice on what kind of new life I should pursue in the future. Now, I am left to slowly explore on my own. Of course, continuing to run the family business and working my way through it slowly is not bad either. After all, the Matou family is now the business of their master. Matou Kariya thought to himself.

Artoria looked at the place where Lancelot disappeared, and remained silent for a long time. However, she did not indulge in sadness for too long, because she knew that there was another enemy waiting for her.

"Mordred, have you got what you wanted now?" There was no emotion in Altria's voice, but at this moment her momentum and fighting spirit were unquestionable.

"Haha, King Arthur, now that it's our turn, there's no need for further words, right?" Mordred said nothing more this time. She was also filled with fighting spirit and shouted, "Come on, King Arthur, this time the victory will be decided once and for all!"

The battle between the king and the rebellious knight rang out once again, and the red and blue figures collided fiercely in this closed space.

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The core area - in front of Semiramis' throne

"Joan of Arc, how are you?" After the gravity reversed, Wang Chong and Joan of Arc were pulled from their original positions on the floor and finally landed in the magic ocean on the ceiling due to the pull of gravity.

"I'm fine... but the situation is dire. The gate is closed, and we don't know what's happening outside. And there's poison all around. But the good news is that this poison will affect anyone but Semiramis herself, and they'll eventually die. Therefore, Semiramis is probably the only one in this space. If we can take her out here, then today's victory will be ours."

Jeanne analyzed the situation, reading out all the information she had read about Semiramis and the Hanging Gardens, and shared it with Wang Chong. At the same time, she gripped the shaft of her spear, blocking out the surrounding sea of ​​magical energy. She was well aware of the properties of Semiramis's poison-related Noble Phantasm, the Prideful King's Wine, which could transform anything into any poison, including the surrounding liquids.

"A summoned monster is coming! Be careful!" At this time, Joan of Arc detected a high-energy summoning reaction in front of her. She saw a huge snake-like monster spitting out poisonous gas and attacking the two directly.

"King's Judgment!" Wang Chong used his only long-range attack method, swung out a golden sword light, and then hit the blowing poisonous gas at the same time. He shot out another golden light, passed through the poisonous gas, and directly drilled into the giant snake's mouth, and penetrated the giant snake's head, killing it.

"He was able to kill Bashuam, one of the 11 monsters created by Tiamat, with one blow. Even if he only summoned the power of projection, this power is enough to be praised, Kukuku." Semiramis looked at the two people above her head, and then waved her hand. Many magic circles unfolded, and beam cannons hit Jeanne's barrier directly.

"Woo!" Joan of Arc felt that the flag in her hand began to shake. She had to continuously resist the attack of toxins, and coupled with a series of large and small battles before, Joan of Arc's flag was finally overwhelmed.

"Huh... Mr. Wang Chong, I only have one chance. I will use my Ruler authority to temporarily prohibit Semiramis from continuing to use her Noble Phantasm. This way we don't have to worry about her poison. Then, Mr. Wang Chong, you will get rid of her!" Joan of Arc said.

"Will it be useful? Didn't the information you shared earlier say that Semiramis could block the power of the Command Spell in this space?" Wang Chong asked.

"Although the Divine Judgment and the Command Spell are performed in the same manner, the core principles are slightly different." Jeanne shook her head, then looked at Wang Chong seriously and asked, "How is it?"

"Go ahead and give it a try." Wang Chong nodded and said.

"Hmm... Divine Judgment!" The pattern behind Jeanne shone with light, and Semiramis's Command Seal began to take effect. In an instant, Semiramis realized she had lost control of the Prideful King's Wine, unable to control the poison as before. The surrounding toxic environment collapsed as a result.

"Now!" Joan of Arc said immediately.

"Don't even think about it! Restore gravity! Smash them to pieces!" After seeing that her most proud poison-attribute treasure had failed, Semiramis immediately canceled the magic that reversed gravity, and then launched a large number of magic artillery spells again, hoping to take advantage of the opponent's loss of balance again to inflict a heavy blow on the two.

Unfortunately, Wang Chong had already used the power of the black mist to carry Jeanne through the air, dodging the bombardment and closing the distance between them and Semiramis.

Chapter 279 Betrayal

Seeing the two approaching quickly, Semiramis did not use the magic cannon again. Instead, he constructed a large number of chains to chase the two. However, Wang Chong's speed was much faster than expected.

Just as Wang Chong raised his sword and was about to swing at Semiramis, the snake-like monster that Wang Chong had clearly killed before appeared again and charged directly at Wang Chong.

Wang Chong was no worse off, having been knocked away by the monster along with Jeanne. Of course, the monster wasn't feeling any better either, having been struck directly by Wang Chong's well-prepared sword strike, cutting it in half. It was probably dead beyond mortal.

However, this also gave Semiramis an opening to launch another barrage of endless magic. To counter the magic cannons, Wang Chong had to stop and repeatedly use the ghosts in the black fog to block them, engaging the enemy in a counter-attack. However, this transformed the initial assault into a war of attrition.

To prevent any delay, this time, Jeanne took the initiative and said, "Let me do it. Her magic won't work on me."

Because of her unshakable faith and her class, Jeanne's magic resistance has reached EX level. Without a doubt, Jeanne is the biggest nemesis of any servant who specializes in magic.

Jeanne charged directly at Semiramis, dodging the previously invincible magic bullets or accidentally missing them. This was the effect of Ex-level magic resistance.

"Just surrender! You've run out of tricks!" Joan of Arc waved the tip of her spear at Semiramis.

"Really?" Semiramis's lips curled up suddenly, a look of triumph. Instantly, alarm bells rang within Jeanne, and the spear, which had been thrusting towards Semiramis, swung back, activating her Noble Phantasm—My Lord is Here.

The barrier instantly unfolded, and a purple, poisonous mist appeared around Joan of Arc's perimeter. Joan of Arc felt a churning in her stomach, a nauseous feeling, and the urge to vomit. She was undoubtedly poisoned. She had reacted quickly and deployed the barrier, but for a moment, a trace of the poison still lingered. And now, Joan of Arc felt her body steadily weakening.

"Impossible... You shouldn't be able to use that Noble Phantasm again so early. Could it be... a counterattack of Command Seals?" In an instant, Jeanne understood the result. She and the others were still a step too slow, allowing the other party's Master to successfully use the power of the Command Seals to break the restraints she had just issued.

"Such a potent poison... Just a touch of it, and I'm almost... collapsing... Wait! No! Mr. Wang Chong is still out there!" Thinking of Wang Chong's plight, exposed to the poison without her protection, Joan of Arc was horrified and turned to rush over to him. However, the scene she saw shocked her.

Wang Chong was seen standing safely in the poisonous fog. At the same time, a red Command Seal appeared on his hand, emitting light, and then a trace of it quietly dimmed. That was the reaction that would occur after using a Command Seal.

But just a while ago, a certain Servant had a clash of Command Seals.

"No... No way! How could it be... How could Mr. Wang Chong be... I must be overthinking it. Yes, Mr. Wang Chong must have used the power of the Command Spell to strengthen himself, making himself temporarily immune to the poison gas. That must be it!" Due to her high liking and trust in Wang Chong, Jeanne could not believe the possibility that Wang Chong was an alien Servant.

Especially not long ago, in the face of the slander from Emiya Kiritsugu and others, they had already stood firmly behind Wang Chong.

"Yes, poison gas! I must hurry... hurry to help Mr. Wang Chong. The Command Spell won't hold out much longer..." Jeanne swung around with difficulty, attempting to rush in Wang Chong's direction. However, after only a few steps, the poison took effect, and Jeanne collapsed, unable to support herself. As her consciousness completely darkened, she seemed to see Wang Chong rushing towards her and successfully catching her.

"Hurry...go..." Joan of Arc murmured two words, and finally she could not resist and passed out.

"Remove all the poison, Semiramis." Wang Chong said slowly.

"Yes, Master." Semiramis waved her hand, transforming all the toxins back into their normal state. After completing this, Semiramis walked down from the throne with a smile on her face. Looking at Wang Chong, who was still holding Jeanne in his arms for a long time without saying a word, she couldn't help but say:

"Why? Are you feeling sad now?"

"No, I just feel that deceiving such an innocent person sometimes really makes people feel a little guilty." Wang Chong said slowly.

"Eh? You've already done that locked room trick, and now you're talking about conscience... Don't you think that's a bit too ridiculous?" Semiramis said mercilessly.

"That's truly hurtful, Semiramis." Wang Chong smiled faintly, picked up Princess Jeanne, and said, "But you're right. I've done even more despicable things. Instead of dwelling on my conscience, I'd better compensate them in the future."

"I can see the meaning in her eyes just now. She saw me using the Command Spell and she has guessed the relationship between you and me. But she still prefers to have fantasies about me. She was even worried about my safety until the moment before she passed out. Perhaps it is because of this that I feel even more guilty... Let's go and arrange a suitable room first. From today on, even if Joan of Arc retires, she will no longer interfere with our plans." Wang Chong said slowly.

"After having sex tonight, you're going to lock her up all alone. Only you, Master, could do such a cruel thing. Don't blame me for not warning you. You'll have to be prepared to repay this debt for the rest of your life." Semiramis performed magic, preparing to teleport, then suddenly turned and said, "By the way? Aren't you going to observe what's happening with Altria or the others?"

"No need. Didn't you just say that? It's too cruel to lock her up alone. So let me accompany her. At least she will be able to accept it the first time she wakes up." Wang Chong walked into the teleportation array with Joan of Arc in his arms and said with a smile.

"This is really... Master, you always become gentle in strange places. Okay, don't do this for too long, or my Noble Phantasm will probably be exposed. Even if you don't feel sorry for my Noble Phantasm, at least feel sorry for me and those children, right?" Semiramis said unhappily.

"OK, then I'll leave this place to you, Semiramis... Remember to capture Artoria later." After Wang Chong finished speaking, he disappeared under the light of the teleportation array.

Semiramis shook her head, then leaped back onto the throne and began to observe the end of the duel between the king and the rebellious knight outside.

Chapter 280: Lonely Advance

Off the field, both Mordred and Altria bore scars. However, it was obvious that Mordred's injuries were far less severe than Altria's. This was not only due to Altria's previous injuries, but more importantly, Mordred's stats were superior to Altria's.

After all, Mordred is directly powered by the power of the Holy Grail and the black mist. Coupled with Wang Chong's passive skill [Master of the Seven Riders], all attributes of the panel are directly raised to a higher level. It can be said that the current Mordred has even surpassed the level of his historical body.

However, there is another point, that is, most of Altria's strength lies not in martial arts, but in the Sword of Promised Victory. If she had used the Sword of Promised Victory, the result might have been different.

Now, as the two sides distanced themselves, Artoria seized this rare opportunity and began to unleash her magic power, aiming it at the room containing Mordred and Semiramis behind her, preparing to unleash her Noble Phantasm.

"Haha... Come on, King Arthur, let me see your full strength!" This time, Mordred did not engage in the hand-to-hand combat that he was good at. Instead, he also released his magic power and condensed it on the silver-white king sword. A huge amount of red magic wrapped around the sword, emitting a dazzling red light.

At the same time, Artoria's holy sword also shone with a strong golden light, and Artoria was also ready.

"Ex——calibur!!!" (Sword of Promised Victory)

Artoria shouted out the name of her Noble Phantasm, and a massive golden beam of light shot straight at Mordred.

"Clarent——Blood——Arthur!!!" (Rebellion against my magnificent father)

Mordred similarly unleashed his own Noble Phantasm, sending the crimson beam blast crashing directly into the golden one. The collision sent a powerful surge of magical energy that cracked and ultimately destroyed the surrounding walls. The surrounding room, clearly unable to withstand the immense magical power of the two, began to crumble. Gradually, starlight from outside filtered through the cracks and entered the passageway.

At first, the red and golden beam cannons clashed, each equally matched. However, as time passed, the point of collision between the two beam cannons steadily moved closer to Mordred's direction. Although Mordred's Noble Phantasm had been enhanced twice, bringing it close to A++ level, it was ultimately no match for Altria's A++-level Sword of Promised Victory, which carried inherent potential.

Finally, Mordred smiled and said, "Still lost?"

"boom!"

The golden beam blasted into Mordred and blasted the wall behind him with a resounding roar. As if on command, the surrounding buildings crumbled, shattering into massive boulders. The ceiling was also torn apart, exposing the entire area to the starlight and full moon.

……

Meanwhile, Kiritsugu and the others, who had been observing from afar, naturally noticed the massive commotion in the core area. Kiritsugu spoke slowly, "It seems Saber is still strong enough; she managed to defeat her opponent. However, it's harder to say about Iskandar; he'll likely be defeated."

"You should be ready as well. I've seen that, except for that alien Rider, almost all of that guy's alien servants have arrived. Once the battle in Iskandar is over, you can start."

The Heroic Spirit Kiritsugu turned and looked at Emiya Kiritsugu. Emiya Kiritsugu raised his head and said, "Are you sure Irisviel won't be affected by that?"

"Anyway, you just need to ensure that your body is not harmed, right? If Iskandar's barrier is broken but Iskandar is still alive, you can let Iskandar rescue her temporarily. But if Iskandar dies, then I will take action. No matter whether she lives or dies, at least I can bring her here intact. You just need to let Gilgamesh take action at that time." said the Heroic Spirit Kiritsugu.

"..." Emiya Kiritsugu really wanted to beat up this alter ego before him. But he also knew that this was his one and only chance. Not only could he kill those alien Servants in one fell swoop, even destroying the Hanging Garden, but he could also send the other Masters who couldn't fly plummeting to their deaths. Even if the Masters who hadn't seen Berserker and Assassin wouldn't have survived a fall from such a high altitude.

By then, the only people he would have to deal with would be Rider and Saber, whom he had let escape. If he was lucky, he might even be able to win the Holy Grail War directly.

Of course, after all this was over, there was still one important guy who needed to be dealt with. Emiya Kiritsugu couldn't help but look at the other self who had his back to him.

"Let's go, let's go to the helicopter now. I'm afraid it won't take long to decide the final outcome here." Kiritsugu Emiya made up his mind and said.

"A wise choice." Without further ado, the Heroic Spirit Kiritsugu carried Emiya Kiritsugu on his shoulders and quickly walked towards the helicopter. As for Maiya, Emiya Kiritsugu had already ordered her to rush towards the helicopter when those unusual Servants appeared.

Not long after they left the room, a shadow solidified in the shadows, and a petite and cute girl with purple hair and a face like a fairy walked out.

"In this way, even if I have completely completed the mission assigned to me by the Master~ Kukuku, under my hint, has completely made the wrong judgment in his mind. Once this is resolved, the assassin who appeared will be out of the game, and he will be the perfect replacement for Baimao. I wonder how Euryale (me) and my silly sister are doing now?"

Stheno yawned. His job in the Holy Grail War was undoubtedly the easiest. He only needed to sneak past and continue to influence and suggest things to Emiya Kiritsugu. Thanks to his Aura Blocking level and Luck EX level, he remained undetected by Emiya Kiritsugu and the assassin.

"Let's call it a day. Let's go find the Master first. I'll be the first one to leave later." Steno stretched and then transformed into a spirit. After asking about Wang Chong's location, he began to walk in that direction.

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"Ha...ha..." Artoria panted, her form dimming slightly. Using her Noble Phantasm twice in a row had already made her presence seem fainter. Now that she was far away from Irisviel, she couldn't replenish her magic power, making it impossible for her to recover properly.

"Irisviel..." Artoria first looked behind her. Because her Noble Phantasm was released, the surrounding walls, including the gate at the previous entrance behind her, had been completely destroyed, so she could directly see the situation outside.

Unfortunately, however, Artoria did not see Irisviel's location. She immediately realized that Iskandar and the others must have been attacked as well, and Iskandar might have already dragged them into the barrier.

"There's only one thing left to do now, Semiramis! And Mr. Wang Chong and Jeanne... wait for me." Artoria took reluctant steps and walked forward. When she came to the rubble pile, she saw Modred lying in the rubble.

Mordred wasn't killed by the blow, despite her high-level armor. But she still temporarily lost her combat ability. Mordred looked up at Altria, who was still standing, and said, "Hehehe... you win, father. Perhaps this is just how I am. I'll never be able to catch up with you."

"Mordred..." Seeing Mordred fall to the ground, Artoria, who was about to take action, ultimately did not do so. Lancelot's death had torn a hole in Artoria's heart. She should have killed Mordred out of grief and anger.

But now, after freeing the holy sword and venting her anger, and when she saw Mordred lying on the ground without any fighting power, there was only emptiness and sadness in her heart, and she no longer had the thought of killing Mordred.

"Hey, hey... cough cough... what's wrong? I'm a rebellious knight. Instead of putting an end to me, you plan to leave me here. What do you want?" Seeing that Altria looked like she was about to leave, Mordred coughed twice and asked.

"You held back last night. Since you didn't die from the Noble Phantasm this time, I'll return it to you." Altria said, and then took a few steps forward, suddenly stopped and asked, "You haven't answered my question from last night."

"Last night? Ha, I almost forgot about that kind of thing." Mordred said with an indifferent attitude, just lying down.

"Really? It's better to forget it." Altria continued walking forward.

"Father, Lancelot and I have both made the same choice. What about you? Do you still want to go on alone?" Mordred suddenly asked.

Altria didn't answer, but just paused and continued walking forward.

"Really? It turns out she's the only one who can finally help my father resolve his inner conflict." Mordred thought to herself, lying flat on the ground. She knew that even if she couldn't stop her father's stubborn thoughts, it didn't matter, because there were people who were just right enough to stop him from making further mistakes.

Chapter 281: Altria Wins, Altria Loses

Artoria walked into the large hole she had broken and finally arrived at Semiramis's palace again. Looking at the black-haired empress sitting on the throne, Artoria took a deep breath, drew her sword and pointed it at Semiramis, saying:

"Where did you take Wang Chong and Zhendace?!"

Before coming in, Artoria looked around, but found no trace of Wang Chong and Jeanne. Only Semiramis was here.

"Haha, you came faster than I thought, Saber. As for the two you mentioned, of course we captured them and took them away after they failed." Semiramis said with a faint smile.

"You're lying! You think you can take down both Wang Chong and Jeanne by yourself? Especially since Jeanne is the Ruler!" Artoria simply didn't believe Semiramis's words. Semiramis's greatest skill was in positional magic and this fortress. No matter how powerful her poison gas was, she couldn't take down Wang Chong and Jeanne.

"Kukukuk... If you don't believe me, why not try it yourself? Maybe I'll show mercy and let you meet in the dungeon." Semiramis opened her folding fan and covered her mouth with her hands, laughing. Then she continued, "But, after all the fighting, do you still have the mana to unlock the magic weapon?"

"Even if I can't unleash my Noble Phantasm, I can still capture you!" Artoria knew she had no escape route. Wang Chong and Jeanne were missing, and Iskandar and the others were clearly in even greater danger. Now she had to be the final victor, defeat Semiramis, and put an end to the Hanging Gardens.

"How shameless." Semiramis waved her hand, and countless magic cannons and chains rushed towards Artoria. Seeing this, Artoria immediately took action, manipulating the holy sword to knock away the chains that wanted to capture her, and relying on her intuition and magic resistance to evade or simply rely on her high magic resistance to withstand the opponent's magic damage.

"As expected of an excellent Saber class. This high resistance to magic is quite troublesome." Semiramis sensed how troublesome Artoria was, and immediately activated her own Noble Phantasm: The Wine of the Arrogant King.

In an instant, the surrounding floor and air turned into deadly toxins, ready to invade Altria's body.

"Wind King's Barrier!" But Artoria had anticipated this, and a powerful airflow blew around her, not only blowing away all the poisonous gas but also forcibly stripping away the toxins on the ground. It could be said that poison had no effect on Artoria.

"Just use whatever skills you have! If you don't have what you want, then let's end it here!" Artoria raised her hand and held the holy sword high, and rushed towards Semiramis at lightning speed, intending to finish her off with one sword.