Type-Moon, isn't this really the other world?

Lin Jiu'an's human pupils suddenly turned into the golden vertical pupils of a dragon.

Enveloped in dark and despairing magic, he sped into the sky like a shooting star. Dark clouds gathered, obscuring the bright stars of midday as the dark 'shooting star' rose into the sky.

"Roar!"

With a deafening roar, a young, jet-black dragon spread its wings beneath the dense, dark clouds.

Although it was a young dragon, its wingspan was already close to ten meters, not much different from the size of some ordinary adult dragons. Under its dark body, there seemed to be flowing flames, and its golden vertical pupils looked down at the many heroic spirits below, who were as insignificant as ants. Its whole body exuded a dark and desperate aura.

Nidhogg, the Dragon of Despair.

"This is Nidhogg, the despairing dragon that will destroy the world...!"

"Let your self-beating heart manifest!"

As the black dragon roared to the sky, a vast and complex array of runes appeared behind it.

A sphere of energy, a mixture of dark and evil magic and fire, began to condense and expand from His mouth.

"No, get back!"

Artemis's expression changed.

Orion yelled, "This guy's gone berserk and lost his mind! He's about to unleash an indiscriminate attack! Everyone, get out of here!"

"Boss Lai Guang, did you see that? This guy doesn't value your lives at all!"

While being suppressed by Minamoto no Yorimitsu, Sakata Kintoki seized the opportunity, immediately blocked the opponent's attack, and retreated several steps to create distance.

"Stop trying to sow discord there."

Huyan Zhuo snorted coldly and sneered, "Everything we have belongs to our master. So what if our master really wants to kill us?"

Moreover, even if the master's attack kills them all, so what?

Their spiritual origins have already been imprinted on Lin Jiu'an's body and on the pitch-black Holy Grail controlled by Yu Satis.

After death, their souls will return to the Black Grail within Lin Jiu'an's body.

In other words, if Lin Jiu'an wanted to, he wouldn't need to go through a complicated summoning ritual from the Hall of Heroes to summon them down. He could simply move the black mud and expend some magic power to 'revive' them at any time.

On the contrary, they hoped that Lin Jiu'an would kill them as well.

Given the master's personality, he would definitely make amends to them after reviving them.

Meanwhile, Artoria and Martha also ended their trembling with each other's enemies.

With a solemn expression, he gazed at the despairing dragon in the sky, a strike powerful enough to destroy a city, yet still rapidly gathering strength.

"Is this guy a monster?"

Martha's expression was extremely serious, with a hint of astonishment in her eyes at the terrifying dragon.

As a saint from the first century AD who tamed the dragon Tarasque, she felt she had witnessed the most powerful creature at the pinnacle of life, the dragon, and there was certainly no more terrifying creature.

However, this pitch-black dragon before them, whose aura suggested it was not yet in its adult form, was infinitely more terrifying than the evil dragon Tarasque.

"The breath of fire, wings of iron. In the twilight sky, like the cry of a newborn...!"

"Oh no, Ritsuka!"

Martha's expression suddenly changed, and she tried to rush towards Fujimaru Ritsuka.

Huyan Zhuo swung his whip, slamming it heavily onto the ground in front of Marda, forcing her to stop in her tracks. She looked at Huyan Zhuo, who was blocking her way, with a grim expression.

And at this moment.

The condensed, all-destroying black flames, accompanied by the dragon's roar, swept towards the ground.

"The unseen, pure pulse!"

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Chapter Thirty-Three: Martha's Devotion

at the same time.

Inside the city.

A little fox was cautiously sneaking into the white mansion.

Using her petite frame and magical concealment, the fox skillfully maneuvered through the White House, avoiding the remaining Fallen Servants and the patrols of Hassan the Hundred-Faced. She eventually arrived at a large, interconnected hall.

"Sniff."

Tamamo-no-Mae's little nose twitched slightly.

Her canine-like keen sense of smell allowed her to immediately detect Scáthach's scent. She immediately ran on all fours toward the corridor and soon arrived at the room where the scent of Scáthach was coming from.

A man named Hassan was guarding the entrance.

"They're really not taking this fox seriously at all."

Tamamo-no-Mae snorted and swaggered into the room.

Hassan, standing at the door, didn't even glance at her, as if the fox didn't exist.

Upon entering the room, Tamamo-no-Mae immediately heard the sound of flesh writhing. Her fox-like eyes followed the sound and saw Scáthach, her face flushed and her expression somewhat broken, enveloped in dark matter.

Tamamo-no-Mae approached Scáthach, sniffing her nose to confirm that it was indeed Scáthach.

"Tsk, I didn't expect you to make that kind of expression."

Tamamo-no-Mae wasn't in a hurry to save her. Instead, she tilted her head back and admired Scáthach's bewildered expression, marveling at the scene. She only regretted that there wasn't a camera for her to capture it.

After admiring it for a while, Tamamo-no-Mae suddenly felt a little hot.

Looking at Scáthach, entangled in black mud, my initial schadenfreude turned into envy. If it were me, how much...

What are you thinking about?!

Tamamo-no-Mae quickly shook her head, shaking off all the unnecessary thoughts in her mind. She transformed into human form, and with a wave of her hand, a talisman flew to Scáthach and stuck to her body.

Visible to the naked eye.

The talisman transformed into the likeness of Scáthach.

In a flash, the spell-manifested Scáthach and the real Scáthach switched places. Tamamo-no-Mae stepped forward and caught Scáthach as she fell from the sky.

Just as he was about to turn and leave, he suddenly stopped, his eyes flashing slightly as he looked at 'Scáthach', which was covered in black mud.

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Gazing at the pitch-black flames that fell from the sky like an apocalyptic meteorite.

Artemis's expression changed drastically.

"Oops!"

She could try a clash of Noble Phantasms, but that would only create a greater impact, wiping out all living beings within hundreds of miles or even further.

Of course, she didn't care whether these people lived or died.

But the problem is, Fujimaru Ritsuka is here too!

Artoria and the others are currently entangled with Minamoto no Yorimitsu and his group. If they were to take Lin Jiu'an's attack head-on, only she, Karna, Arjuna, and Cú Chulainn might survive. Everyone else, including Fujimaru Ritsuka, would die on the spot.

"Honey, think of something quick!"

"Ahhh, I'm just a bear! You, the goddess, are the one who should be thinking of a solution!"

at this time.

Karna's figure blocked the way for everyone.

Facing the world-destroying flames, Karna's eyes reflected the ever-growing fireball. His face remained expressionless, his hands clasped in front of him.

"Sun, transform into armor!"

The golden armor gleamed, transforming into a shield that blocked the path of the world-destroying flames.

'boom!'.

The moment of collision.

A terrifying surge of magical energy erupted, whipping up a powerful wind that plowed up the surrounding land.

"Karna?!"

Fujimaru Ritsuka shouted loudly.

Before she could finish speaking, Artemis flashed to Fujimaru Ritsuka's side and pulled her into her arms: "Ritsuka, you'd better take care of yourself!"

The explosion and the remnants of magic lingered for an unknown period of time.

Lin Jiu'an resided high in the sky.

His gaze was indifferent as he looked down at the endless cloud of smoke and dust, while the dark clouds that had gathered behind him as his treasure was released dispersed.

As the first rays of sunlight shone down, the clouds below dispersed, revealing Karna, who looked up with cold eyes and stared directly at Karna, who seemed completely unharmed.

Golden armor and earrings.

Karna's mother, Quinti, requested a miracle from Surya to protect her son. This miracle was an existence formed from light itself, a supreme artifact that even the gods could not destroy.

In addition to possessing the strongest physical defense that makes it indifferent to any damage.

With enough magic power, even a fatal wound can be healed instantly.

"It's really troublesome."

Lin Jiu'an clicked his tongue.

Even he felt a headache facing such an enemy. The only realistic chances of winning were either Karna making a stupid mistake or bypassing her altogether and eliminating the Master who supplied her with magic.

Of course, in mythology and storylines, she often makes such 'stupid' mistakes, like when she's wearing armor and could kill her opponent with her eyes closed, but she insists on switching to a gun and gets killed by the plot.

But when she is truly considered an enemy.

Lin Jiu'an didn't expect her to be foolish enough to transform the golden armor into a killing spear and expose his own weakness.

same.

While Lin Jiu'an was troubled by Karnado, he was also envious of him.

Loyal, beautiful, and fierce.

If Karna is this powerful in the hands of Fujimaru Ritsuka, how powerful will he be when he gets unlimited mana supply?

If you put in a little effort, devour all the Hindu gods and raise her to the level of Arjuna, the Berserker of the Lostbelt.

As the smoke completely dissipated, the figures of everyone beneath Karna's feet were revealed. Because Lin Jiu'an's Noble Phantasm "Unknown Immaculate Pulse" was intercepted by Karna's golden armor in the high sky, the direct impact was completely blocked by her, so the Servants below only suffered less than one percent of the aftershock power.

The only one who was relatively weak, Fujimaru Ritsuka, was also protected in Artemis's arms.

"How about we each take a step back?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka suddenly shouted, "We'll take Arjuna away, and leave Cú Chulainn to you."

Lin Jiu'an shifted his gaze from Karna to Fujimaru Ritsuka, who was looking up at him intently.

"I didn't expect your legs to stay so strong?"

It's already soft!

After hearing Lin Jiu'an's roar as he transformed into a giant dragon, Fujimaru Ritsuka felt her mind go completely blank.

As Lin Jiu'an gathered his magical power in the air to unleash his world-destroying attack, Fujimaru Ritsuka felt her legs go completely weak. If Artemis hadn't arrived in time, if she hadn't already experienced so many singularities and witnessed so many grand scenes, she wouldn't have wanted to burden these fighting heroes too much.

Fujimaru Ritsuka wanted to lie on the ground and cry.

However, meeting Lin Jiu'an's amused gaze, Fujimaru Ritsuka gritted her teeth and said, "Continuing to fight like this will not yield any results. How about we each take a step back?"

"Ah."

Lin Jiu'an chuckled: "That's a good idea. How about I give you Cú Chulainn and you give me Arjuna?"

"You know this is impossible."

Fujimaru Ritsuka took a deep breath, suppressing her trembling voice, and continued, "How about this, we won't invade your territory for the next month?"

"Oh?"

Lin Jiu'an narrowed his eyes but did not speak immediately.