The Warrior of Love

As expected, this kind of attack is useless—Amakusa Shiro, who was only partially conscious and living inside the Holy Grail, thought so.

Rulero Jeanne has the highest level of resistance to magic due to her firm belief. Magic attacks that are not from a Noble Phantasm are nothing more than a breeze to her.

After rushing through the golden torrent unstoppably, the next moment Jeanne and Jiang Liu simultaneously stepped into the area corroded by the poisonous fog.

The fire is burning!

It was just like jumping into magma. Although I didn't breathe the poisonous mist directly, the cursed filth invaded my skin the moment it touched my skin.

Every inch of skin, every pore, every nerve and muscle fiber was being burned by the poison as fierce as fire.

Destroy, proliferate, destroy, proliferate...

It continuously dissolves the organs and tissues, devouring the flesh, blood, and magic power together. It is no different from a ferocious beast that is extremely hungry. It just bites its prey desperately until every inch of flesh and blood is plundered!

——Although she had already realized it, Joan of Arc still couldn't help but scream out. Her exposed skin was instantly covered with large purple spots, and her skin seemed to become transparent, with blood vessels twisting and wriggling underneath.

But despite this, she did not stop, but continued to move forward.

Although Hydra's poison is fierce, it is not the original Hydra's venom after all. It is just the venom left by the Empress and copied using the magic of the Holy Grail.

Its essence is still a kind of magic or curse, and it may have very troublesome characteristics, but Jeanne's "Anti-Magic EX" can still play a certain role in resistance.

However, even she couldn't hold on for long.

Her vitality was being eroded by the poison every second, and would soon penetrate into her spirit core... At this moment, she looked to the side worriedly. Although she herself was in danger, she was more concerned about Jiang Liu's situation.

Because in this desperate situation, Black Archer's physical condition is worse than hers, and he may not be able to hold on for much longer -

"Well!"

What came into Jeanne's sight was a face that was corroded by toxins, mostly covered with black scars, but it could almost be said to be "expressionless".

Yes, as if nothing had happened, the Servant following Jeanne d'Arc endured the torture of Hydra's poison, but he did not struggle or twist his posture at all. He just accepted everything silently with determination and calmness.

Even Joan of Arc had to rely on her faith to persevere in such pain, but this person...

Jeanne imprinted the appearance of Black Archer deeply in her mind and became curious about his past. She wondered what kind of trials he had gone through in his "previous life" to be able to be so calm in the face of such torture.

What kind of scenery has been reflected at the end of the deep darkness of those eyes that are looking straight ahead with unwavering determination?

——But now is obviously not the time to talk about this.

In less than a second, Jeanne refocused her attention forward.

Incredibly, the pain she felt didn't seem that severe. Looking at Jiang Liu's resolute appearance, the burden on her body unknowingly lightened.

Of course, this could also be a flash of brilliance before death...

It was impossible to tell the direction in the thick poisonous fog, but this was nothing to Joan of Arc who possessed the "Revelation" skill. She used the flag in her hand as a spear and strode forward in the fog, moving towards the core area.

Jiang Liu followed closely behind, also secretly clenching his teeth, but never uttered a word. He just gripped the weapon with his right hand even harder, leaving clear handprints on the solid metal.

"Om!!"

Another beam of light came, but was blocked by Jeanne waving her battle flag.

No, more than one!

It was like a rainstorm, the aurora bursting out from the deep darkness, even denser than Atalanta's treasure, covering all the surrounding land.

Amakusa Shiro knew that even such an attack would not kill Jeanne, so his target should be——

"careful!"

Joan of Arc held high the holy flag, letting the flag with white irises unfold in the strong wind, suddenly emitting a dazzling white light.

The white light was sacred and beautiful, creating an inviolable territory and protecting the river behind it.

"My God is here!"

This is the embodiment of Joan of Arc's unbreakable faith. As long as her spirit has not collapsed, this realm of light will be able to reject all malicious invasions.

boom!boom!boom……

The rain of light continued to fall on Jeanne's treasure, stirring up waves of translucent ripples in the atmosphere, but it was unable to break through this seemingly fragile but actually perfect defense.

In the end, Jiang Liu and Jeanne d'Arc were bathed in the rain of light without any harm, and quickly advanced to the Holy Grail.

[The Heaven's Cup is activated! ]

The voice of Amakusa Shiro was heard again from inside the Greater Holy Grail, along with it a magical reaction that far surpassed that of a Servant.

[Circuit simulation: right arm o evil predation]

[Reproduction of the technique: Left arm o Tianhui base plate]

The false saint, who had already lost his own physical body, now used the mechanism of the Holy Grail to construct a simulated spiritual body.

At the same time, the specific formula retained in the magic circuit also began to operate according to its inherent trajectory.

It was a magical power that was beyond the scale of the Servant's spiritual base and was so huge that it was unimaginable. It gathered like dust bound by gravity and condensed into an existence like a black hole in front of the Holy Grail.

If he were still a human or a Servant, Amakusa Shiro would not be able to use this Noble Phantasm even if he burned himself to ashes, but now he exists in the form of the "Great Holy Grail" and successfully activates this destructive blow!

Feeling the power contained in this attack, Jeanne's pupils suddenly shrank.

"It seems that this is the end..."

This saint who never gave in actually said such discouraging words—

No, her eyes did not show giving up; that was the look of an enlightened person.

"There's only one step left. I'll leave the rest to you, Archer!"

"Ruler..." Jiang Liu seemed to be aware of something, but he did not stop it. "Ah...Okay, leave it to me."

"Thank you...it's an honor to fight alongside you."

Joan of Arc immediately looked forward seriously, and at some point she put down the holy flag and drew out the rapier that she had never used before.

"The heavens are the glory of the Lord..."

Flashes of magical power bombarded Joan of Arc, but could not stop her prayers.

Jiang Liu also began to inject the remaining magic power into the black sword, either splitting or blocking the attacks directed at Jeanne d'Arc, and began to prepare for the final blow.

There isn't much he can do now, but he won't sit and wait for death!

The broken spiritual foundation began to extract magic power, accumulating a shocking blow...

"Like a shadow wandering around..."

The chanted spell passed by quickly, and streams of tangled flames rose from Jeanne's body, finally swallowing her up like a red lotus.

At this time, the enemy's decisive battle tactics have been prepared.

[The divine drive guides the end of all things...]

[Show yourself, the darkness that devours Senro! ]

[Twin Arm Big Crunch! ]

The expanding black hole devours space, swallowing up all matter and energy, and drawing in all existence around it.

Only the burning red lotus remained unmoved.

"【La Pucelle】!"

The flame that once engulfed Joan of Arc reappeared, and Ruler used his own life as fuel to create the Red Lotus of Judgment, which materialized her mental landscape and destroyed all evil!

boom--

The flames of the red lotus and the darkness that devoured everything collided with each other. There was no violent explosion, but only the incomparable pressure that shook the entire space, as if it was going to tear the world apart.

hum!

After the blinding flash, the red lotus fire and dark matter all disappeared, and even Hydra's poisonous fog was cleared away.

And even though Joan of Arc paid with her life, the Holy Grail remained intact... Was it a failure?

--Do not!

Zheng!

A clear sword sounded, and a sharp blade aura that was almost condensed into substance rippled in the air, and invisible ripples spread to every corner.

At this moment, the entire space was included in someone's domain.

It is neither a natural barrier nor a magic or a treasure, but simply a covering of reality with the spirit.

【Archer……】

"Amakusa Shiro Tokisada."

Jiang Liu raised the black sword with both hands and forcibly extracted magic power from his body. His already scarred spiritual base was already in danger after being poisoned by Hydra, and now it was on the verge of being completely shattered.

If it weren't for "Battle Continuation A", this spiritual base would have collapsed long ago.

But his aura was growing unreasonably higher and higher, and his body, which was very small compared to the Holy Grail, looked as majestic as a god.

[Even you can't stop me! ]

hum! !

Having become one with the Holy Grail, Amakusa Shiro has no restraint at all, and the destruction technique that he once used to fight against the Holy Maiden of Crimson Lotus is once again activated.

A huge amount of magic power was gathered and compressed, and the dark matter once again condensed in front of the Holy Grail—

"It's over, Amakusa."

One second before the ritual was officially launched, Jiang Liu completed the refinement of all magical power. A phantom like a giant god rose above him, also holding the magic sword high.

Then, following Jiang Liu's movements, the giant swung down his sword, and the dozens-meter-long blade slashed at the Holy Grail—

"Sever the past karma! Ruyi Divine Sword!"

Chapter 466: Take care, my dear Master

"Hmm..." The uniformed girl with her blonde hair tied into a braid woke up from the darkness like a dream and slowly opened her eyes.

"Oh, you're awake, little girl."

What I saw when I opened my eyes was not the familiar room, nor the ceiling of the hospital, but a pretty face that was somewhat similar to my own, but much more flamboyant.

Wearing a red jacket, tube top, and hot pants, Mordred, who looked very fashionable, sat on a rock and looked at Leticia, who had just woken up and was lying on the ground, with a frown on his face.

"Since you've 'woke up', does that mean Ruler has returned?"

The girl who woke up looked exactly like Joan of Arc, but she was not the saint herself. Instead, she was the person possessed by the saint, an ordinary girl named Leticia.

Although Jeanne sacrificed herself, it did not affect the person possessing her, so Leticia "woken up".

"Ruler? Ah, are you talking about the Saint Lady?"

The girl in the student uniform was obviously still a little confused about the situation, but some vague fragments of memory made her know that the girl in front of her was Mordred, one of the legendary Knights of the Round Table, not a villain - or not now.

"The Saint Lady should have...what happened next?"

Leticia remembered something: "It seems like they were fighting... Did they win?"

"do not know!"

Mordred said irritably: "When I got here, you were the only one left, and the Holy Grail was split in half. Apart from that, there was nothing else."

Upon hearing this, Leticia turned around and saw the huge object that had been split in half. However, the golden texture had disappeared, leaving only pure stone.

"But since we have destroyed the Holy Grail, that means we have won." Mordred scratched his head, "Really, I didn't make it to the last battle..."

But this is not her fault, because her enemy is the Thunder Emperor. Even if she joins forces with Frankenstein, they can only barely defeat him and have no chance to support this place.

The ferocity of that battle still makes Mordred unable to calm down.

The Thunder Emperor, who can command countless hounds and build ice fortifications, can be said to be an integrated attacker and defender. Coupled with the powerful destructive power of the mythical beast ram, he is able to launch a powerful attack comparable to that against an army or even a city, putting Mordred and Frankenstein into an unimaginable battle.

In the end, it was the belt left by Kintoki that resonated with Frankenstein's treasure, releasing a large amount of golden thunder, which was transformed into Frankenstein's own power. On top of that, the artificial bride also absorbed the red thunder released by Mordred.

The power of the three servants, including Kintoki's Dragon God Thunder, Mordred's Destruction Red Thunder, and Frankenstein's own Creation Thunder, was combined to push the power of the "Thunder Tree of Crucifixion" to the extreme, reversing the thunder of the divine beast and successfully defeating the Thunder Emperor.

However, after that, Frankenstein's body collapsed because it could not withstand such a huge force...

This also made Mordred feel bad. Even though he won the battle, he always felt unhappy.

"The Greater Holy Grail has been destroyed. It is estimated that the remaining servants will soon return one by one."

After thinking for a while, Mordred stood up and said, "I have to go say goodbye to the Master."