The Warrior of Love

The red lotus fire wrapped the entire golden spear, and Karna threw it out with force, turning it into a falling meteorite and flowing towards the river.

The black-haired young swordsman did not dodge or evade. The black sword in his hand was covered with a solid aura visible to the naked eye. With one swipe of the sword, he cut off the light and shadow, broke the meteor that was enough to destroy the city, and knocked the golden spear far away.

Clang——

Karna held the magic spear again and looked at Jiang Liu again. After observing him intently for a moment, he shook his head slightly.

Sure enough, even if he took the Noble Phantasm head-on, he was almost unscathed. You have to know that this is a national-level power...

To be honest, Jiang Liu doesn't look very good right now. There are many cuts on his body from sharp blades, and there are often large areas of burns. If it were an ordinary person, he would have died more than once...

But Karna knew that it was just a "skin injury". He did not harm Black Archer's spirit core, nor did he cause any functional damage. Black Archer's combat effectiveness was not weakened at all.

Thanks to these wounds, Jiang Liu has now accumulated a rather terrifying level of defense. The attack power of the Sunfire Spear has been weakened by more than 90% - almost the same as Karna's "Golden Armor"!

And the remaining 10% of power has to break through Jiang Liu's passive Noble Phantasm defense, which is almost equivalent to putting on an extra "Dragon Blood Armor"...

This meant that even if Karna used his anti-national treasure, it would have little effect.

In other words, both of them are now fighting in immortal armor, and neither can do anything to the other, but Jiang Liu is obviously more confident - his hardness is getting stronger!

"I have never seen a hero as untouchable as you!"

Karna's expressionless face suddenly showed a hint of liveliness and revealed an excited smile.

"I am lucky to meet you in this era, but there is no point in continuing to fight like this. It is almost time to end this battle. Archer, be prepared. I will bet everything on my next attack!"

Chapter 460: Shoot down the noble sun!

In the ancient Indian mythological epic "Mahābhārata", a hero named "Karna" had armor that even gods could not penetrate, but his final ending was miserable and sad.

In that war in which there was no justice, Karna and Arjuna, the half brothers, each carried an unbearable burden.

Relatives, friends, subordinates, lords... the hatred and anger of everyone cannot be resolved. They have lost many precious things. Even though they know that it is irreversible, they still have to comfort themselves with revenge. In the end, everything can only end with the cruelest and bloodiest battle.

It is difficult to say who is right or wrong. Even Karna himself does not think that he was absolutely just at the beginning.

He was fighting only for his own dignity, for his only monarch and friend, and Arjuna must have had a legitimate reason to participate in that war. He must have been fighting to protect something that was most important to him.

It's just a difference in their positions. Even if Karna is killed one day, he will not have any complaints.

However, the final battle, a fateful battle that should have ended with courage and sacrifice, became completely without glory because of a conspiracy.

The thunder god Indra was worried that Karna would kill all his sons, so before the final battle he tricked Karna into giving him his most powerful weapon, the golden armor, which was also his proof of being the son of the sun.

The Son of the Sun, who had the wisdom to see through the true nature of others and was not blinded by appearances, probably knew from the beginning that the Brahmin who asked him for alms was Indra in disguise.

However, he still kept his promise and cut off piece by piece the golden armor that he had worn since birth and was integrated with his body, offering the treasure like a Buddha who sacrificed his body to feed an eagle.

Indian mythology is a worldview dominated by "cause and effect".

The golden armor was a miracle performed by his father to protect him, and it was also his only proof and support as the Son of God.

As long as he had the golden armor, no one could kill Karna. But on the other hand, after losing the golden armor, no matter how powerful Karna was, he could not escape the shadow of death.

It can be said that from the moment Karna decided to give away the golden armor, his death was inevitable.

Even if he got the Thunder God's Spear, which was powerful enough to kill gods, as compensation, he could not reverse his fate. In fact, the Thunder God's Spear was never used until the very end...

Although he did not hate anyone during his lifetime, Karna did have a regret in his heart, which was that he had never fought a truly fateful battle!

Give your all, burn your will, sacrifice your body - a fateful battle where you put everything on the line!

"I'm sorry, but it seems unfair to you to use this place as a battlefield."

Karna looked at Jiang Liu calmly. The flames wrapped around his body became more and more violent, and gradually showed signs of enveloping his entire body.

Jiang Liu observed the scene carefully, his eyes slightly narrowed and he was prepared at the same time, his momentum rising up to be no less than that of Karna.

He knew what Karna was talking about: a problem of attrition on both sides.

Karna has Amakusa and the Holy Grail behind him, so he has no shortage of magic power. But it is different on Jiang Liu's side.

The inherent barrier of the Thunder Emperor can block the communication between the master and the servant, and even the daily replenishment of magic power cannot be achieved.

Although the Command Seals can break through the blockade, Servants and Masters cannot communicate through telepathy. So when should the Command Seals be used?

A servant without support from behind can almost be said to be like water without a source and a tree without roots.

Therefore, Karna thought that fighting here was unfair to Jiang Liu.

Jiang Liu couldn't help but sigh upon hearing this, this demigod hero was indeed a warrior of high moral character - but Karna was worrying too much this time.

The man stretched out his right hand and showed Karna the back of his hand with some burns. The Red Lancer was a little confused at first, but gradually became surprised, and then calmly relieved.

Because two Command Spells that had been hidden before slowly emerged on the back of Jiang Liu's hand!

"How surprising! As a Servant, he has a stigma that can command himself..."

"After all, for a Servant like me, the amount of mana required to activate a Noble Phantasm is a huge amount, and after entering this courtyard, I am bound to be affected by the magic supply."

Jiang Liu smiled slightly: "Fortunately, my Master is a very decisive person. She simply transferred the Command Seal to me and let me decide how to use it based on my own judgment...

Normally this is against the rules of the Holy Grail War, but probably because I am not an orthodox Heroic Spirit, the transfer of the Command Seals was successful without any problems."

"You... don't have a Master now?"

"You could say that."

Jiang Liu put away his right hand that was engraved with the command spell and instead tightly grasped the black sword.

"Because I'm an archer, and I have the highest level of "independent action", so even if I lose my master temporarily, it won't have any impact on me."

"That's good……"

Karna had an indifferent expression as he gradually rose into the sky wrapped in flames. The dazzling golden armor on his body began to peel off piece by piece in the flames.

The loss of each piece of armor was equivalent to cutting Lancer's spiritual foundation. The pain of being cut to pieces that could not be described in words befell the Son of God.

But he never showed any sign of pain and just endured it all silently.

Finally, the fallen golden armor combined with the magic spear in his hand. Under the double baptism of lightning and blue flames, the golden magic spear turned into a monster that no one could control!

Karna's golden spear was already very exaggerated in shape, but it pales in comparison to what it has now.

This weapon has already surpassed the limits of what humans can master!

"Let me express my respect to you with this blow!"

Everything around him suddenly disappeared, or rather, all the magic power was poured into the magic spear by Karna.

Lightning flashes! Red lotus blazes!

A sense of oppression from a higher dimension overturned in the sky, like the winding lightning of thousands of dragons, stirring up the boundless sea of ​​fire and turning the sky into a scorching hell.

Jiang Liu did not sit still and wait for death. He burned the two command seals without hesitation. Then a huge and pure magic power flowed into his body, transforming into the phantom of a steel giant standing on the ground.

The majestic crown and red body are as unshakable as a mountain, and the towering figure is like a giant supporting the sky!

The light turned into a spear——

As if the concept of "radiance" was embodied, the ever-changing dazzling light was held in the giant's hand.

Heaven and earth, lightning and light, red lotus and pure white...

The heroes standing at the pinnacle of the times have liberated all their divinity at this moment!

"Surya, please forgive me, this is a fateful battle for which I have given up everything!"

"Hera, look on at this, I will surpass the final test!"

The sea of ​​fire that covered the sky was gathered, and the lightning that destroyed the earth fell with the karmic fire that burned the three thousand worlds!

The brilliant and shining white light manifested as a god-killing spear, and the steel giant as tall as a mountain threw out the destructive aurora that was powerful enough to pierce through the stars!

“Unprecedented and unparalleled—O Sun, submit to death (Vasavi shakti)!”

“Light of annihilation——【The day when the divine peak was crushed and the god was defeated (The God of Hercules)】!”

Chapter 461: The Final Poison

"cough!"

Unable to hold back a mouthful of blood, the seductive woman in the black dress leaned against the wall, her body gradually sliding down weakly, leaving a distinct bloodstain on the cold stone wall.

He reached out and touched his abdomen. The hot and wet touch made Assassin smile bitterly.

"I didn't expect... it turned out to be something like evil spirits." A trace of helplessness flashed across the eyes of Empress Semiramis.

"It's more like a curse than magic... No wonder my spell didn't work, hehe... I was careless."

Black Assassin is not an independent Heroic Spirit, but a collection of countless ghosts of infants who drowned in the foggy city of London. He is the weakest type of Servant.

As an Assassin who knows a thing or two about magic, Semiramis naturally set up defensive spells on himself to deal with magical and physical attacks. For heroes like the Three Knights who have "anti-magic power", this kind of defense is better than nothing, but for such a weak servant, defensive spells can play a big role.

Even though the Empress is seriously injured now, Jack does not have the ability to fight her head-on.

However, the Black Assassin, Jack the Ripper, her Noble Phantasm is not a purely physical or magical attack. Although it appears to be just a few meat-cutting knives, it is actually a conceptual killing.

——"Our Lady of Disintegration".

It is derived from the urban legend of Jack the Ripper, and is also the result of the wishes (resentment) of countless stillborn babies. It touches upon the realm of "cause and effect", and can be considered a "guaranteed kill" weapon as long as the conditions are met.

Heavy fog, nighttime, and the target is a woman - as long as these three conditions are met, even a weak Servant like Jack can slaughter heroes who are several times more powerful than her.

This makes Jack the Joker in the Holy Grail War.

Although Jack failed to meet all three conditions (it was no longer night) and could not directly pull the empress's internal organs out of her body, Jack had his own inherent barrier that could create thick fog. After meeting the conditions of "thick fog" and "female", the power of the treasure was already amazing.

Obviously, the Empress's defensive spell was unable to stop Jack's Noble Phantasm, and he suffered serious injuries that could be said to be fatal.

but--

"Ah, wow... cough!"

A petite figure emerged from the thick fog. Unable to maintain the inherent barrier, she lost her strength and fell to the ground, and the fog gradually dissipated.

The poisonous fog created by the Empress will cause even her servants to suffer!

"Cough, cough—ugh!"

The white-haired little girl in a tattered cloak threw away the knife, covered her throat with both hands and coughed painfully, as if she was suffocating. However, as time went on, the symptoms of poisoning became more and more serious, with no signs of relief. She even began to cough up black unknown liquid.

“Uh… Uh… Don’t…”

"Give up. Just as I have no resistance to curses, you have no resistance to poison."

The empress watched the struggling little girl coldly and said calmly: "You and I are both in a desperate situation... Haha, I didn't expect that I would not die at the hands of the dragon-slaying hero, but would perish with you. How ridiculous."

"Woo... Wu..."

"There's nothing to be resentful about, right?"

The empress frowned: "You and I both have sins and blood on our hands. We should not complain even if we are killed."

"Ouch... it hurts... it hurts Jack... Mommy... I can't see Jack anymore... where are you, Mommy..."

"Uh..." The empress fell silent as she watched the white-haired girl fall to the ground and her body gradually turn into spiritual light and disappear.

Jack the Ripper could never be said to be "innocent". Regardless of how she behaved during her lifetime, at least she slaughtered countless magicians in this Holy Grail War.

However, Jack, who looked so young and had the mentality of a child, died in such a tragic way, which would indeed shake people's hearts.

"Is that the end?"

The empress closed her eyes, leaned against the wall and waited for death.

Jack's "Our Lady of Disintegration" has damaged her soul core, which is not an injury that can be healed by magic. She is destined to return to the Throne of Heroes.

At her dying moment, the sound of hurried footsteps came from a distance and gradually approached, causing the empress to slowly open her eyes.

"Assassin?"

"Hey, my Master."

Semiramis smiled and looked at Amakusa Shiro, who was calm but a little sad.

"Why are you here?"

"I feel your breath is rapidly weakening..."

"I was careless. I was actually harmed by a mere vengeful spirit... It seems that I cannot fulfill my promise to you this time."

"That's really... regrettable." The priest said slowly as if sighing.