This is not an MMO game copy

That was in the seventh episode of the animated version. After the Witch of Trash got drunk, she used the magic to accelerate the launch of grapes when residents of two villages were throwing grapes at each other. This magic was also used in the corresponding funny chapter of the original novel, and it is a magic that is easily overlooked.

Grapes launched at an accelerated speed are just grapes, but if they are replaced with other objects or weapons, this seemingly funny magic becomes extraordinary.

And now, the flagpole was launched out at an accelerated speed, just allowing Xia Yan to grasp the best point of force... Although the intelligent teammate NPC 'Irena' was limited by system limitations and sometimes behaved very stupidly, it was worthy of being a human-machine at the critical moment. It made the best judgment and action based on its own strength... At the very least, the Gray Witch Irena's own judgment on the battle was definitely not as decisive and accurate as this human-machine 'Irena'.

'That was a great help.'

This thought emerged in Xia Yan's mind, but his hands did not stop moving. Instead, driven by instinct, he skillfully executed a sword move.

【Guanhong】

——!

The bullet penetrated the protective divine light and pierced through the two protective Taoist spells, but at the same time it landed on Xia Yan, he used the flagpole in his hand as a 'sword' and thrust the flag into Adolf's chest with the force of a rainbow.

In an instant.

Adolf/Peter's situation changed drastically.

Fear, despair, dejection, powerlessness… within His spiritual base, the two-thirds that belonged to the Führer of the Third Reich and the concepts of Nazism/fascism surged out like a tide, and in turn devoured Him.

"you……"

How He had previously relied on the concept of 'mysterious' rules to show off His power.

So, now facing the judgment of the 'mysterious' rules, how powerless is he?

——Because it is an absolutely unquestionable and targeted attack on the concept of the head of the Third Reich and the related concepts of NC/fascism at the conceptual level.

Boom-!

Xia Yan loosened his grip on the flagpole.

Adolf was still stabbed by Guanhong with such force that his whole body flew backwards. However, he was unable to stop himself by relying on the B+ strength and A+ endurance of the original human body.

Until he was carried by the force of the rainbow-piercing move and crashed into a stone pillar, the entire flagpole pierced through his body and nailed him to the stone pillar, and then he stopped.

"what……"

At this moment, Adolf put his hands on the flagpole that pierced his chest in horror and let out an angry roar, trying to break the flagpole to free himself.

But it's no use.

The mythical potion smeared on the flagpole temporarily strengthened the material of the flagpole. The effectiveness of this ancient Greek potion should have been restrained and indiscriminately reduced by half by His (pseudo) concept of the Antichrist. However, at this moment, because of His action, the wrapped flag slipped open.

It was a flag with a bright red background and a yellow five-pointed star in the upper right corner. Below the five-pointed star was a flag of the same color, with a symbol of a crossed sickle and hammer.

Another flag of the same design was once placed on the dome of the main building of the Reichstag in Berlin by a sergeant and a corporal, even though the origin of this flag came to an end at the end of the 20th century, on the eve of the millennium.

But it was under such a banner that the collapse of the Third Reich was declared at 21:50 on April 30, 1945. Six hours earlier, the head of the Third Reich committed suicide in despair.

"Do not--"

So, more than half a century later in this world, Adolf looked at the open flag in front of him and screamed out the same desperate cry.

Then, black and red flames surged out from his seven orifices. Just like Semiramis before him, Adolf's body spontaneously combusted and turned into a blazing torch from the inside out.

“—Aaaaaaaaa…”

With the collapse of the Führer of the Third Reich and the concept of NC/fascism, Peter/Beria, the only remaining one-third of the spiritual base, was completely unable to survive independently. The hellfire from the Burning Valley went out of control and in turn ignited the human skin that the devil's king had to wear in order to appear in the world.

In the firelight.

The bright red flag came to life, and the yellow five-pointed star and the crossed sickle and hammer once again completed the revenge and final kill of the "old friend" after decades in this world.

This scene was reflected in the eyes of everyone present.

Siegfried is dying.

Mordred was seriously injured.

Atalanta is powerless.

Also, living in the information cocoon of European white left-wing public opinion, they don’t know much about the Battle of Berlin decades ago. They have only heard praises of the beacon country, but have no idea about the modern French country girls who once stood under this flag and dedicated themselves to all the noble sacrifices from the East and the West.

Then, when the scene of the red flag with the sickle, hammer and five-pointed star fluttering was deeply engraved in Leticia's heart through her eyes.

Xia Yan's voice broke the silence among the crowd.

"Allow me to take the liberty of speaking for a moment and, on behalf of the loving father of this world, no, on behalf of all the heroes and victims who participated in that war, extend to you my most sincere greetings—Go to hell, devil."

(PS: I'm only five words away from a 6,500-word chapter. I've finally wrapped up the main storyline of this volume, and then it's the final chapter of this volume. As for the final boss dying so quickly... well, please understand, this 'copy' is the Type-Moon world, and the targeted concept of special attacks can really kill people instantly. It's a local specialty~)

Second copy: 68. Second copy - Clear (5k5)

The battle is over.

But not long ago, the three heroes and Leticia, who had a deep understanding of Adolf's incomparable strength, fell into speechless silence.

They found it hard to believe that this devil had met with defeat like this.

It wasn't that his head was chopped off by some holy sword that will be passed down through the ages.

Nor was he conquered by a heroic hero with a destiny.

Instead, he was easily nailed to a stone pillar by a flag, a flag that had no special abilities, nor was it a treasure. It was just an ordinary flag whose material was temporarily strengthened by some mythical potion. In his desperate struggle and wailing, he was burned into a human-shaped torch by the hellfire that belonged to him.

Then He fell back into Hell.

It's that simple.

It was so simple that it made Mordred, Atalanta, and Leticia feel unreal.

Just like in May 1945, when the same flag was inserted into the heart of the Third Reich, announcing the end of the war, perhaps many people had the same feeling. They could not believe that the German tanks that had once swept across Europe, captured Poland in a flash, then broke through France, forced England to retreat to Britain, and advanced eastward to Moscow, and were almost invincible, would be pushed back all the way from the east by this flag until they entered Berlin and were declared defeated.

Only Siegfried doesn't have this sense of unreality.

Firstly, it is due to the character of the dragon slayer himself.

Secondly...

...When I saw Adolf gradually turning into a charred corpse in the spontaneous combustion.

After all hope of life was nailed to the ground by that flag.

Siegfried slowly closed his eyes in relief, and his body, which had fallen into the ruins of the stone pillar, also dissipated in a beam of spiritual light.

There was not even a chance for Xia Yan to finish off the enemy, even though he didn't have time to do so now.

As Adolf turned into a charred corpse, his arms finally fell down, and his entire body disintegrated into dust bit by bit.

Xia Yan's legs also went weak, and he covered his chest with sweat, half-knelt on the ground. The golden protective light on his body became extremely dim.

A circle of blood had already spread on the clothes in front of him.

Those seven bullets eventually wounded him.

Of course, this isn't surprising. The number 7 corresponds to original sin in the Christian system, and under the 'mysterious' rules of the Type-Moon world, it's a pure conceptual attack.

This is the Sun Disc Armor that Karna gave to him. It also has a very high priority in the "Mysterious" rules. It offset most of the lethality of the seven bullets, which was further weakened to the minimum by the two protective methods of Qingyun Taoism. Relying on the passive healing effect of the Sun Disc Armor, his adventure successfully won the final victory.

Then, Xia Yan had an idea and stopped inputting mana into the magic weapon (treasure) [Fog Night London].

Immediately, the effect of the magic weapon (treasure) was lifted, and the inherent barrier that was generated collapsed. A thin layer of gray-black mist appeared out of thin air around him, and then two entangled figures fell out.

The two girls, Medea Lily and Irene, were hugging each other. To be more precise, the former was hugging the latter tightly and clamping Irene's hands, while the latter was struggling in Medea Lily's embrace.

The two girls who were entangled with each other only stopped when they fell to the cold ground and found that the surrounding environment had changed.

"Ah~"

"..."

Medea Lily looked at Xia Yan, who was half-kneeling on the ground, in confusion, and Irena, whom she was holding, also looked over. After exchanging helpless glances with Xia Yan, the two girls quickly separated from each other and stood up.

"Master, are you okay?"

The princess of Colchis stood up in panic, holding her staff and ran to Xia Yan's side, but before she could use her treasure [Repair of All Flaws] to heal, a faint rainbow light suddenly lit up on Xia Yan's body.

Under the cover of the rainbow light, the bloodstains on Xia Yan's chest clothes began to "retreat" and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Medea Lily turned her head blankly, and saw Irena standing up and pointing her wand at Xia Yan, with a little rainbow light shining on the tip of the wand.

As a cold-blooded human-machine, Irena was not panicked like Medea Lily when she saw Xia Yan injured. She directly drew out her wand and cast a time-reversing magic, reversing the injury on Xia Yan's chest.

Seeing this, Medea Lily lowered her head in frustration, and after feeling the pain in her chest subside, Xia Yan stood up speechlessly and watched Irena put down her wand expressionlessly, her eyes full of confusion as to why she didn't use this spell to heal me on the first night.

But the intelligent NPC obviously wouldn't answer him now.

Therefore, Xia Yan could only understand that it had been some time since he had sustained the injury before entering this "copy", and the magic that "Irena" was using now should be the magic that the Witch of Trash had used in the Magician's Country after colliding with her fangirl Saya's flying broom, which could reverse time on a small scale. It could not reverse too much time, and because the Witch of Trash did not know any proper healing magic, and even had a cold and fever and was bedridden, and was allergic to cats for a long time, the human-machine "Irena" also did not know it.

Then, he raised his hand and patted the little head of Medea Lily, and said to the witch who was 'suffering from the teammate stealing her healing amount':

"I'm fine now, go treat them..."

Xia Yan pointed at Mordred, but before he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a violent vibration and shaking under his feet.

Boom.

Immediately afterwards, a huge piece of rubble fell from the ceiling and landed not far away. The entire room screamed as it shook and trembled, and visible cracks spread across the ground, walls, and ceiling.

"Oh no! This aerial fortress is about to collapse and disintegrate!"

Medea Lily, who had been depressed before, screamed.

The next second after she screamed, Atalanta suddenly picked up Leticia, who was staring intently at the flag inserted into the stone pillar, and rushed into the corridor outside the entrance of the room without looking back. In the blink of an eye, she disappeared at the end of the corridor.

Obviously, when the original owner of the Sky Garden died and Adolf, who later usurped control, was also defeated by the Special Attack Sun God, the floating city created using the Noble Phantasm obviously completely lost the foundation and core of the "mysterious" rules that maintained its composition, and began to be beaten, collapsed and disintegrated by the blocked and distorted laws of physics.

In other words, if you don't escape quickly, you will fall with the sky garden and be hit by the Newton's coffin lid made by the gravity of the earth.

"Master?"

"Wait a mininute"

Xia Yan waved to Medea Lily, then walked to the stone pillar with the flag on it. Under Medea Lily's puzzled gaze, he stretched out his hand in the air and grabbed the "thing" that only he could see. Then he turned around and came to Mordred, who was already slumped on the ground, completely oblivious to the earth-shattering world around him.

"It seems that now only you and we are left in front of the Holy Grail."

"That's right, but since Caster saved my Master, I won't fight with you for this broken stone at the back."

Mordred shrugged.

"Then I don't need to waste my time on you."

Xia Yan nodded and asked again.

"By the way, aren't you leaving?"

"That's not necessary. My Master will still have to serve as a witness after the Holy Grail War. It will be fine, and I can return to the Throne of Heroes without worry..."

As he spoke, Mordred removed the remaining armor on his body, changed into modern clothes, looked up at the ceiling that was about to collapse, and fell into silence.

Suddenly, Medea Lily's voice rang out in Xia Yan's mind in the form of telepathy through the master-servant contract.

"Master, her injuries are too severe, and have damaged her soul core. Unless I use my Noble Phantasm to heal her, Miss Saber will soon return to the Throne of Heroes."

"...Then let's go!"

After taking a final glance at Mordred, who was planning to stay where he was and wait for him to disappear, Xia Yan turned around, picked up Irena, and used his lightness skills to fly towards the crack in the middle of the stone ball-shaped Holy Grail, which was emitting golden light. Medea Lily also used flying magic to follow closely.

After jumping into the golden light crack.

next moment.

The golden light obscured Xia Yan's vision.

But this process did not last long.

Soon, the golden light of the closed eyes dissipated completely, and the noise caused by the disintegration and collapse of the aerial courtyard also disappeared without a trace.

A sea of ​​flowers stretching as far as the eye can see under the blue sky and white clouds appeared before Xia Yan's eyes.

……

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In the Fate series setting of Type-Moon, the Holy Grail fought for in the Holy Grail War normally consists of two parts.

One is the Greater Holy Grail, which is the true body of the Winter Saint, Justissa Rizleich von Einzbern. It was created accidentally by the third magician's disciple in the Einzbern family workshop over a period of nearly nine hundred years. It is an Einzbern android that completely inherited the third law.

This is also the source of all the tragedies caused by the Holy Grail War in different worlds.

Because it was a coincidence that occurred when the world line of the Fate series concluded, ever since the creation of the Winter Saint - Justisa, the third magic disciple realized that there was no possibility of reproducing it on a technical level.

In addition, Justisa is completely unable to grow. Her intellect and spirit will forever remain at the moment when the third law was completed. Although she will not age, her body will no longer change, and she will remain extremely fragile and can be killed by external forces. If she comes into contact with the outside world, the environment will change, destroying the exquisite and fragile structure of this "artwork", causing her to die slowly.