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"Nonsense, would an assassin dare to let Saber touch them? They'd still die anyway, except for agility, her strength and endurance are too low."

"No...."

Someone's pupils contracted, and they exclaimed, "It's not the kitchen knife, it's her eyes! There's something wrong with her eyes!"

......

"Qiang——!"

Saber deflected the kitchen knife from her opponent's hand with a single sword strike, then kicked out the sound barrier with a kick that cleaved down like a giant axe.

As expected, the kick missed!

But as she braced herself with her sword, her next kick followed closely behind, stronger, more powerful, and more domineering.

He still missed.

The girl in the kimono moved as lightly as a swaying butterfly chair.

But Saber's martial arts were even better. With a thrust of her greatsword, she almost simultaneously changed her move to a knee strike, finally getting a real feel for the feather-like, ethereal entity.

Boom.

The kimono-clad girl, shielding herself with one arm, soared into the sky, being thrown several stories high before slowly landing. She stood at a corner of the road, facing Saber from afar, seemingly unconcerned by the stinging pain in her elbow. Instead, she calmly gazed at the invisible sword in Saber's hand and murmured:

"I can't see it..."

"What can't you see? The dead line, right?"

Saber stared intently into her eyes: "Those eyes of yours are... the Mystic Eyes of Death Perception!"

Others might not recognize her, but she is not the same.

She was the Queen of the Celts, the Queen of Camelot, and the sovereign of Britain.

How could anyone not have imagined that in Celtic mythology, the god-king Balor could kill the eyes of gods with just a glance?

(This remains uncertain.)

That was the Mystic Eyes of Death Perception, a rainbow-level Mystic Eye believed to exist only in mythology.

Eyes that can see the death of all things.

It can kill almost everything in the world that is based on the concept of death, whether it is a concept or a god.

"And just now you were trying to understand the 'death' of the sword in my hand, so that you could kill my sword, right?"

The imposing king chuckled lightly: "So, did you see that?"

The sword in her hand is the pinnacle of human imagination.

It is a dream that transcends all time and space, a dream that all living beings have failed to realize.

Want to kill?

wishful thinking.

"right."

The girl in the kimono became visibly excited, as if she were a hunter who had encountered a dangerous prey.

"But Saber, apart from that holy sword, you are as naked as a naked body before my eyes..."

next moment.

Her eyes suddenly turned a cold blue.

A deep, cold, otherworldly blue, like the void of polar ice or a gap in starlight, suddenly spreads out, blooming like a rainbow.

With her beautiful, icy blue eyes wide open, she calmly declared, "Anything that's alive, even a god, I'll kill it right before your eyes!"

As she said.

Saber immediately exuded an aura of extreme danger, as if her own life was hanging by a thread.

Perhaps, before these eyes... even a god could be killed.

but....

"If you can, give it a try!"

Like repels like!

The two female followers were suddenly filled with murderous intent, and their swords were about to be drawn.

One by one, magical energy transformed into blinding bolts of lightning; spiraling upwards, a storm swept through, colliding with each other, just as they were about to launch a decisive attack.

suddenly.

"In my presence, you should all sheath your swords—!!"

A thunderous laugh echoed from the horizon, the bold voice even creating visible sound waves that rippled across the night sky.

It then became powerful, domineering, and overwhelming, carrying a strong, cleansing pressure.

Followed by.

The clear cry of the phoenix rang out.

It doesn't spread through the air, but resonates directly deep within every soul.

It burns away filth, soothes wounds, and carries with it the majesty and compassion that brings new life to all things and makes them submit.

A point of intense white light shone from the night sky, from which brilliant golden flames surged forth. It was not the fire of the mortal world, but a sacred flame woven from the purest light and life.

A brilliant and unrestrained light rapidly approached from the horizon, gradually becoming clearer. It was a blazing phoenix with outstretched wings, streaking across the night sky with magnificent aurora.

"Hey, hey, hey, isn't this Holy Grail War going too far?"

on the building.

Red A murmured as he gazed at the phoenix flames that seemed to sweep away all the darkness in his heart, even just by sensing them.

It's one thing for a Servant to be stronger, at least he's been enhanced, but how could a phoenix, no, a mythical species even rarer than a pure-blooded dragon, actually manifest in the world?

Inhibition, what are you good for?

Volume 1: Chapter 121 The Burning Fire, Master Luo Hao!

Phoenix!

The top-tier promotional milk from the fantasy species, even rarer than dragons, spread its wings and hurtled down from the sky at breakneck speed, burning with brilliant and unrestrained light.

Powerful, domineering, and aloof.

Like a comet striking the moon, it swooped down before everyone's eyes.

The flames roared and parted naturally from both sides.

A tall, red-haired martial artist with hawk-like eyes stepped out and spread his arms wide in delight:

"I am Rother, the leader of the Five Hells Holy Church, also known as Hao. I am the first god-slayer, the one who killed gods, the Rakshasa King, the King of Demons, Fallen Angels, and Magicians—whatever you wish to call me. I now manifest in this world as a Berserkar..."

(The original author's name was Luo Cuilian, and his courtesy name was Hao.)

The newcomer looked to be in his early twenties, but his weathered, aged air made him seem older than anyone else present, except for a certain cunning online scammer.

Without emitting any aura, just standing there casually, one could feel the power of a majestic mountain, and alarm bells would ring wildly in one's mind.

Even though all the streetlights were off, those sharp, golden eagle eyes, like two suns, swept across the Saber's armor at will, creating a dazzling shower of sparks as if they were invisible blades.

The kimono-clad girl, whose strength was only E, swiftly delivered several blows to kill the gaze and avoid being injured by it.

"Eh, do I need to state my name? I am Ryougi Shiki, and I am manifesting in the world today as an Assassin."

The kimono-clad girl's eyes lit up, filled with a strong urge to kill.

death.

In this man, she saw endless death.

"As you can see..."

Saber smiled smugly: "I am Arthur, King of Britain."

"Saber, note that this is a former Servant, possessing fist techniques capable of withstanding Noble Phantasms head-on, and her stats..."

Yukinoshita's voice was filled with disbelief.

...

far away.

"Hey, are these parameters just made up? They're ridiculous!"

In the alley.

The white-haired youth rubbed his eyes in disbelief.

Are you sure that thing isn't a beast?

And why is the World King here too...?

The white-haired youth muttered something under his breath and quietly hid.

This Merlin brother is quite self-aware of his reputation.

Leaving aside the primate assassin who would try to capture him upon meeting him at Chaldea, even with his own beloved disciple, King Arthur probably wouldn't have given him a heartfelt hug upon seeing him.

Instead, a curry stick came flying at him: Merlin, is this your doing again?

Once exposed, he'd most likely be chased and killed by the king the whole time, with no time to investigate this strange timeline.

White Hair's eyes darted around, and finally, his eyes lit up as he had an idea.

Behind.

Kazuma and the others exchanged silent glances.

Why do I feel like their Servants' personalities are somewhat familiar?

......

"So he's actually a Berserker?"

On a building.

The Thousand-Mile Eyes watched the entire female Archer's performance and narrowed its eyes slightly: "She has an all-A stat panel. No wonder she has that powerful punch that can be considered a Noble Phantasm."

.....

Fuyuki Cathedral.

Akane Minagawa suddenly realized, "So it really is the Berserker from the second group. Lancelot must be the one behind this, right?"

......

Only from different perspectives.

The witnesses exchanged silent glances, their expressions strange.

"Good heavens, they're actually asking Lancelot for this favor?"

The red-haired youth in front of them already had a panel recognized by the Holy Grail System.

Its panel attributes are exactly the same as Lancelot's, no, they are even stronger.

Strength: A→A+

Durability: A→A+

Agility: A → A++

Magic: C→B

Luck: B→A

"Hiss~, these outrageous parameters, is that God of Fun trying to scare the Servants and Masters to death?"

The black cat felt a soreness in its teeth.

"Needless to say, the parameters were definitely replicated after Lancelot pulled out the Undying Lake Light."

Hayasaka Ai remarked.

Only Lancelot could possess such outrageous parameters.