Type-Moon Simulator: Start the game by attacking the Greek goddess!

The skeleton monster is destroying the city at this time.

The minions repeatedly struck the reinforced concrete building, but the king, emitting a majestic aura, repelled them.

That figure seemed particularly familiar to Xier.

"Ohhh! I didn't expect it to get this far! As expected of a world based on dreams and death, it's as if the nightmare will never end!"

Jesta laughed excitedly.

He was surprised by the Pale Knight's brilliant performance and was also excited about the arrival of the female assassin.

“What did you do…?”

"Ah, my dear assassin, you finally turned your beautiful eyes towards me...

You should have known long ago that I did not create this world. Therefore, such beautiful changes are naturally not caused by me.

"That's not what I'm talking about!"

The female assassin had no time to deal with Jesta's repetitive words.

For the vampire's evil taste.

She already knew it, and this time she asked just to get a specific explanation.

Even though I knew the vampire would give a wicked answer.

But she still couldn't help getting angry.

"What did you do to that girl!?"

Hearing the angry roar, Jesta placed his hands on his chest with an intoxicated look in his eyes and bowed deeply to the assassin.

"Ah, thank you... I'm so, so happy! Regardless of whether that roar was born of hatred or some other emotion, I can deeply sense your thoughts and the sincerity of your humanity!

Although some of the concern seems to have shifted to Tsubaki Uchiha, I think that will soon disappear too!"

"I asked you what you did!?"

"Hehe, I didn't do anything...

I simply gave her a push... Children should be children and pursue big dreams, right?

Jesta observed the female assassin's reaction.

While speaking words full of love.

It was as if a delicious meal was placed in front of Jesta, and he couldn't take his eyes off it.

Hearing what Jesta said.

The female assassin's anger was suppressed to the extreme.

"Bloodsuckers, those noises outside are related to you, right? What exactly are you planning to do?"

Hansa looked at Jesta with narrowed eyes.

Whether it was the roaring three-headed hellhound or the dark skeleton that suddenly crawled out from the ground.

Both of them are beyond the scope of the Holy Grail War.

He had to figure these things out.

"Now that things have come to this, there's no need to hide it anymore. Keeping a secret is very tiring... It would be even better if you could tell that adult for me!

Ah, that's exactly what I want to prove. Together with my beloved Assassin, I will master the Holy Grail, use that power to awaken the Spider, and wipe out humanity without a single survivor! When the Assassin is the last remaining human, I will return to my original identity of affirming Human 4.5!

If you can hear me, please hold a blessing feast for me when the time comes! Lord Vandelshta! "

Jesta was as excited as if he was singing about a bright future.

Enduring the fierce murderous intent released by the female assassin beside him, he curled his eyes in comfort.

Hansa didn't even raise an eyebrow at this.

Although his contact with Jesta was not long, he was clearly aware of the madness of this Dead Apostle.

Actually for his own love.

He will drag all of humanity to die with him.

"Heh, as expected, you're hopeless. No, that's not right. It's been like this since you became a Dead Apostle."

Hansa sneered with annoyance.

At the same time, he also strengthened his determination to kill Jesta.

Chapter 657: Life and Death [Please subscribe! Please give me flowers!]

A closed world, a crossroads.

Ever since the three-headed hounds of hell were destroyed one after another by Moran, giant skeleton beasts have emerged from the dark smoke.

On both sides of the British choir and police force.

They stayed in the area opened up by Moran's awe-inspiring aura, resisting the ferocious beasts attacking from the dark world.

"Drink——!!"

Some policemen threw heavy punches at the skeletal beast.

His hands were tightly clenched around gloves imbued with the aura of a Noble Phantasm, and an explosion-like image resonated in the air.

The power is amazing.

Already reached the Servant's territory.

However, the giant skeleton beast did not waver at all.

No matter how big the gap is, being hit head-on by such an attack will cause some reduction.

However, the opponent's tenacity and durability are in another dimension.

The giant skeleton beast merely trembled.

“How could it be——!?”

The police officer holding the boxing treasure said in astonishment.

Not only him, but other policemen who saw this scene were stunned.

The three-headed hellhound would at least react to this attack, but this giant skeleton beast didn't even move.

However, this is just a precursor.

“Gu, Aa ...

Along with this, the 21 boxing gloves were shrouded in pitch-black smoke.

Even the policeman's fist was festered.

It's as if it was corroded by sulfuric acid.

The fist emitting the glow of a Noble Phantasm dissolved and dissipated, and the policeman's fist revealed its white bones.

What came into view was his wailing figure.

It was not known whether it was due to his fighting spirit or a desire for revenge, but the policeman with corroded hands gritted his teeth.

It's like it's not over yet.

He twisted his body in mid-air again and kicked in the opposite direction.

“Aaaaaaa——!!”

Unfortunately, the result is still the same.

The moment his right leg kicked the giant skeleton beast, the black smoke also came into close contact with his right leg.

The skeleton monster was not damaged at all.

Instead, they crippled the policeman's hands and feet.

Just as the dark smoke erupting from the giant skeleton beast was about to completely engulf the police.

Rumble——! !

A huge wave of golden magic rolled up.

It dispersed the incoming dark clouds and smoke in one fell swoop.

"If you don't want to die, don't act rashly. This is not a battlefield that mortals can touch."

Moran's figure appeared in everyone's eyes again.

He held a golden magic sword in his hand.

His entire body emanated etheric magic that was strong enough to isolate the dark clouds and smoke, as well as a terrifying aura.

"If you possess a consciousness beyond that of ordinary people, you could give it a try. However, the outcome is not something you can easily predict... I'm also very curious."

Moran looked at everyone with interest.

Then, he aimed the magic sword in his hand at a giant skeleton beast, and the air roared in obedience to his will.

Immediately afterwards, a golden aurora torrent erupted.

It swallowed the giant beast again.

In the glow that was so powerful that it could wipe out all the colors of everything, Moran's figure was so vivid and heroic.

"...That is the king for whom the British...will sacrifice their lives..."

John stared at the tall figure.

His soul and body were intoxicated by this magnificent scene, knowing that this was just the tip of the iceberg of the king.

But even this tiny fragment was unbearable.

Just looking at it requires all your energy.

"Long live our king! Glory will live forever!"

The members of the choir witnessed this scene.

Everyone admires the king's majesty.

They let out heart-wrenching and fanatical shouts.

Magnificent, vivid, a radiance that suppresses everything in sight, devouring even the soul—

“How magnificent…”

Lorelai looked at Moran who was just ahead.

Watch over this great King.

Although the other person is only a few inches away from me, it feels so far away.

I am deeply moved to serve this king.

But any tears are a defilement.

All she could do was gaze at the king's back and offer her respect and admiration.

I don't know when it started, but the situation changed drastically.

As if in response to Moran's radiant burst of light, the entire world underwent a terrifying transformation.

On the cement streets that showed no signs of age, rats continued to pour out from countless cracks, and a violent black hurricane was blowing everywhere.

Flocks of crows circled and flew around. These things that reminded people of death were not only surrounding the intersection, but also surrounding and engulfing all the city streets within sight.

At the same time, the monsters' reactions became agitated.

The darkness that engulfed the city continued to echo, and a roaring song like a curse reached the ears of Moran and others.

It was like the wailing of the world itself.

Or - the cry of a newborn baby.

"This is the way to death."

"It is the underworld, the Yellow Springs Road."

"It is a referee, it is a gospel."