Super God: If I punch you, you will die

In order to gain 180 seconds of crystallization time, the Dragon Command Spell was used up once more.

Lin Yan easily grasped the holy sword "Fantasy Greatsword" to achieve the great feat of slaying the dragon, and immediately entered the preparation stage for unleashing his treasure.

Having seized the opportunity, Ruler and Archer exchanged glances. From that moment on, every second would be crucial.

Ruler raised the Holy Banner in front of the giant, using it to deflect the slashes while gradually drawing it closer to Archer's effective range. However, the giant… the "Primordial Human" was by no means a dull being. Although he truly lacked combat experience, he began to gradually improve during the sword fight.

The giant's combat abilities are rapidly approaching the level of a hero, surpassing even a first-class warrior. The balance of power between the two in this sword duel is also beginning to shift.

Ruler... is gradually losing ground.

"Ugh...!"

The giant's onslaught was reminiscent of natural disasters like avalanches or tsunamis. Or perhaps a storm. And a "natural disaster with a sense of harmony." A relentless, unerring barrage of attacks... and so powerful that Ruler could easily have half his body severed if he misjudged the situation.

This scene left the Servants and magicians watching in awe and frozen in place. The arm strength commensurate with his giant physique was disproportionate to his superb martial arts skills. If it were merely a matter of arm strength, the hero could easily overcome it with finesse. If it were merely a matter of superior martial arts skills, the hero could withstand it.

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The "Primordial Human's" strike possesses both of these conditions, and an ordinary hero would undoubtedly be defeated.

But Ruler held on. Even though she had to concentrate all her energy just to deflect the opponent's slash, her hands did not tremble in the slightest.

"It's terrifying," everyone present thought. The terrifying thing wasn't the giants themselves. While giants were extremely threatening, they weren't the object of fear. What was truly terrifying was Ruler… This was the consensus among them. If it were a hero possessing overwhelming power to defeat a giant, that would be understandable. For example, a great hero like "Red" Rider or "Red" Lancer would probably handle a pure power struggle against a giant with ease.

However, Ruler is by no means an entity capable of overwhelming "original humans." She is inferior to the Titans in strength, and even slightly less advanced in technology. Right now, she is merely a sapling caught in a storm.

Even so, Ruler remained steadfast. It was like walking a tightrope in the dark; a slight step back would mean death, losing her balance would mean death, and even the slightest misstep forward would mean death, yet she resolutely pressed on.

However… it's impossible to create an opening. To make Archer shoot through both of his feet simultaneously, the giant must be made to temporarily forget Archer's existence, even if only for a moment.

"Lin Yan, 'Red' Saber... is there a chance to make a move?"

Since that's the case, the only option is for the three of them to create a weakness. Although estimating the timing will be much more difficult, the top priority now is still to "create a weakness."

"Okay, let me do it."

As soon as "Red" Saber finished speaking, she immediately released her magic power, using it as a driving force to launch an attack on the giant.

Lin Yan nodded silently and, wielding the Fantasy Greatsword, charged forward in the form of "Black" Saber.

"What are you doing putting on airs with your mere wooden puppet toy!"

Faced with "Red" Saber's lightning-fast thrust, the giant dodged it in an astonishing way.

"What……!"

The giant leaped into the air with terrifying speed. Reaching a position far above "Red" Saber, it raised its obsidian sword and slashed down. "Red" Saber, still astonished, managed to deflect the attack with her own sword. However, despite blocking the blade, she couldn't negate the sheer force of the strike while airborne.

"Red" Saber plummeted with the speed of a crash to the ground. Although she reflexively rolled over and landed on her feet, the damage was considerable. Cracks appeared throughout her armor. Her Master, Shishigure, immediately began treatment, but the giant, now back on the ground, launched a new pursuit…!

"Get out of the way!"

As if to protect "Red" Saber, Lin Yan stepped forward, sword raised. Amidst fierce roars from both sides, the Fantasy Greatsword and the Obsidian Sword clashed violently.

"Ugh...!"

Feeling the opponent's terrifying arm strength, Lin Yan couldn't help but frown. At this moment, he seemed to sense the heavy conviction that Caster, who had forged this golem, had poured into it.

Lin Yan silently endured this immense pressure.

Although the question of whether he was qualified to bear this belief crossed his mind, he silently endured it.

Ruler swiftly approached the two. He struck the giant's wrist with tremendous force. The giant's wrist shattered instantly, and taking advantage of the moment when the force weakened, Lin Yan immediately concentrated all his strength to deflect the opponent's sword.

The wrist regenerated in an instant, and the giant immediately regained his footing. His regenerative abilities were truly astonishing.

A giant, a savior, burdened with the responsibility of guiding suffering people. A supreme giant whose mere existence can rewrite the world. A being who, by consuming the forbidden fruit, gained the light of wisdom…

The giant's winning condition is very simple: he only needs to maintain his own existence. By doing so, he will gradually step into a realm where no one can defeat him.

In contrast, their situation is clearly at a disadvantage. All four directly involved in the battle are heroes. However, they only have one opportunity to attack.

If this opportunity is missed, victory will be impossible. This is especially fatal for Lin Yan, as he can only maintain his transformed state for a mere three minutes. The giant only needs to endure these three minutes; he just needs to wait for Archer to lose his temper and launch an attack.

"Black" Caster probably has a clear understanding of Lin Yan's transformation and its underlying principles, and all his knowledge has been inherited into the giant's mind intact.

He understood perfectly well that the miracle of summoning "Black" Saber could only last for an extremely short time.

That is why the Titans have always adhered to a cautious approach to attack. It is not a passive approach, but a purely tactical one.

Anxiety began to build in his heart... but his immortal heart kept reminding him.

You did not do anything wrong; your choice was absolutely correct. This is because the one who issued the order was a great sage who had nurtured countless heroes, and the sage himself had remained silent.

If that's the case, then this fighting style is correct. Lin Yan held unwavering and supreme trust in Archer.

Moreover, he had neither the strength nor the right to hesitate. Archer's current expectation of Lin Yan was simply for him to sprint forward with all his might... nothing more.

Lin Yan raised his sword and faced the giant head-on. His opponent's massive size posed no real threat. Beside Lin Yan stood a red knight, much smaller than him, who had once effortlessly defeated him.

Compared to this, what are these mere giants with their Reality Marbles...!

Lin Yan's storm-like slashes left the giant battered and bruised, his bones broken and his body crumbling. He showed no fear, advancing step by step.

Unable to withstand his onslaught, the giant involuntarily took a step back. This action made Ruler realize that this was a golden opportunity.

“Right here…!”

The perfect moment arrived. With powerful strides forward, the saintess roared and raised the holy banner... unleashing a strike that truly concentrated all her strength against the obsidian sword.

The giant's body trembled violently, and he instantly lost his balance.

"Black" Archer had already nocked two arrows on his bow, the bowstring stretched to its limit, and infused the arrows with all his magic. The two arrows were fired simultaneously, about to pierce both of the giant's feet at the same time.

The giant understood perfectly well that this very moment was a critical one that would determine his life or death.

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He knew very well that as long as he could completely block Archer's arrows, he would win.

The giant had no fear of death. However, he had to resolutely refuse the mission he was given.

Regarding this extremely difficult sniping attempt... "Black" Archer Chiron showed no excessive worry, simply nodding easily before firing the arrow.

The supreme primordial giant roared. Losing one leg was inevitable, but losing both simultaneously could be avoided. The repair would only take seconds, leaving them with no further options…!

Two arrows, imbued with immense magical power, pierced the night sky and hurtled toward their target.

One of the arrows did indeed pierce the giant's ankle and destroy it. However, the giant's attention was initially focused on one arrow. The arrow, traveling at supersonic speed, was approaching the giant with the destructive force of a missile.

The giant had realized that he could not possibly knock down the arrow by swinging his sword... because the trajectory of the sword could not keep up with the speed of the arrow.

However, the giant's thinking was perfectly rational. It contained no awareness whatsoever; he simply did it because he felt it was necessary.

"impossible……!"

Who could have made that startled sound? Archer's other arrow struck the giant's left arm directly.

The arm, severed and flying off like a piece of wood, had fulfilled its function commensurate with its cost. Ultimately, Archer still failed to meet the winning condition of "simultaneously shattering both of the Titan's legs."

However, if the giant could visually capture Archer at a distance, he might have realized Archer's true intentions.

“Caster, your Titan does indeed possess the power to rewrite the world. Perhaps it can truly save the suffering people and lead them to paradise.”

Archer seemed completely unconcerned that his arrow had missed its target, simply stating it in a nonchalant tone.

The giants' restoration has begun. As long as one foot touches the ground, the world will continue to bless the "original humans."

"But even with the light of wisdom you have gained, you still misjudged one thing. That hero who has lost his rationality is someone who would not fear even the gods."

A sudden impact struck the back of the giant's knee. The foot that had escaped death suddenly floated up. At that moment, a new emotion called astonishment was awakened in the giant's nascent mind.

The rebellious knight who brought an end to the legend of King Arthur.

An unparalleled archer who has nurtured countless outstanding heroes throughout history.

A saintess who raised the holy banner and galloped across the battlefield to save her homeland.

The strongest swordsman who has completed the great feat of slaying the dragon after countless adventures.

Each of them is a great hero in no way inferior... However, we must never forget that there is another hero in this place.

"Alright... I'll leave the rest to you, Master!"

Weak yet noble, the most elite knight; a hero who, through the evaporation of reason, becomes fearless.

He soared through the skies on a phantom steed, and felled enemy cavalrymen with a golden spear... His name was Astolfo.

Riding the eagle's "One-Touch Fall" attack, the blow struck the giant directly behind the knee. To the giant, it was nothing more than a mosquito bite. However... his massive body, as if playing a joke, fell through the air in an extremely unnatural manner.

No, to be precise, it was more like slipping on a banana peel and falling down; the giant fell in an extremely embarrassing position.

That was originally a ridiculous yet deadly concept weapon designed to knock down anyone who touched it.

There are no exceptions, whether the opponent is a Servant or a "primordial human" who is an independent Noble Phantasm.

In the instant of floating, the blessing from the earth is severed. To create this brief moment of less than a few seconds, the Great Sage had long ago devised a thorough and meticulous strategy.

This strategy must be simple yet striking. Overly complex and sophisticated strategies will crumble before the wall of naiveté.

It could be said that this strategy was activated the moment Rider rescued his Master Fiore. Because after that, everyone present acted on the premise that "they had left the battlefield."

In that instant, the giant probably also completely erased their existence from his mind. Considering the four opponents he was about to face, he had no time to think about Rider.

Caster's limited understanding of Rider became the crux of the matter at this crucial moment.

Rider is weak and lacks the weapon to crush a Titan in one blow. However, he can easily send someone sprawling on their back without hesitation. Because Rider is a being who fears not even gods…!

Then, it was the turn of the other two heroes to show their skills.

"Black" Saber curled up like a ferocious beast and suddenly leaped forward.

"Red" Saber unleashed her magic in one go, flying towards the giant like a bullet.

A red lightning bolt streaked across the sky.

Following his instinct to "not miss the opportunity," he unleashed his full power with "Magic Release." Although Master might complain, he'd probably forget about it as long as victory was assured.

This was a ten-thousand-fold return for the humiliation he had just suffered. The target was his forehead; any previous awe of "primitive humans" had been completely driven away by loathing.

Such artificial life forms... puppets that only know how to faithfully execute the commands given to them, should never be allowed to stand in their way.

Therefore, "Red" Saber was filled with hatred for the giants. She harbored hatred and pity... but ultimately, it was still hatred.

"Wang Jian!"

Echoing the hatred of "Red" Saber, the sword bestowed by the king, the famous sword that proclaims the king's authority, is gradually tainted by hatred and becomes distorted.

"So that's how it is. In the end, you're nothing more than an artificial life form."

Lin Yan thought to himself. Indeed, this "Primordial Human" truly lived up to its reputation as a treasure, possessing the immense power to change the world.

However, its purpose is not something formed according to its own will.

That wasn't my choice at all, it wasn't even a choice.

His purpose is nothing more than what "Black" Caster gave him. He still seems unable to achieve his various thoughts centered on this purpose.

Ah... In that case, I must win.

I was a step ahead of this giant. I wasn't acting for a predetermined purpose, but rather cherishing the hope that had been so hard-won. What I held in my heart was a noble aspiration that I would be willing to sacrifice my life for.

Wanting to save his companions... it was a shockingly simple, bright, and cheerful wish.

Because those people gave him power, enabling him to save those androids that he could not save before.

Therefore, I absolutely cannot lose.

Therefore, victory is imperative.

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Coincidentally, this scene bears a striking resemblance to the clash between the two Sabers during the Holy Grail War. However, there is one difference.

The two swords point to the same goal: the supreme Noble Phantasm created by "Black" Caster at the cost of her entire life... "Crown of Wisdom".

There's no need to deliberately match each other's pace. After all, they've already done it once before; now they just need to recall how it felt.

"Fantasy Greatsword..."

"Black" Saber roared.