Super God: If I punch you, you will die

"My magnificent..."

"Red" Saber roared.

The twilight glow and the crimson aurora merged, weaving an incredibly complex and dazzling spectacle. Those around couldn't help but gasp at its overwhelming beauty.

Perhaps even the "original humans" were the same.

The dolls, made of stone, wood, and clay, even reach out towards the beautiful light.

However, that was the light of annihilation wielded by the two heterogeneous swordsmen, the Dragon Slayer and the Hero Killer, a light capable of destroying everything...!

"The Heavenly Demon has fallen!"

"Father's rebellion!"

The burst of red light pierced through the golem's head.

The expanding twilight-colored light completely destroyed the golem's "core".

Less than three seconds had passed since Ruler raised the holy banner, Archer drew his bow and arrow, and Rider tripped the giant. In that instant, everything was over.

"This is a headshot, you know, a puppet toy. If you want an amusement park, you'll have to look elsewhere."

"Red" Saber laughed and gave the middle finger.

Before the golem could completely collapse, the surrounding trees began to wither. The ground was no longer a paradise, and the "primordial humans," who should have been immortal, had also turned into corpses.

"Got it!"

"Black" Rider raised his fist high into the air, and the magicians finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Faced with this scene, Lin Yan first felt relieved that he had successfully fulfilled his duties and that he could continue to realize his wishes.

As his armor began to dissipate, he no longer cared about the exhaustion or the pain.

"Lin Yanjun!"

Ruler rushed over immediately. "I'm fine..." Lin Yan raised his right hand to show that. However, perhaps because his raised hand looked so weak, Ruler seemed to become even more uneasy. Ruler began to grope Lin Yan's body as if trying to grab him.

"Um, you're not hurt, are you?"

As if to confirm something again, Ruler asked. "He really is a worrier..." Despite thinking this, Lin Yan still replied:

"Although there's still a slight lingering pain, it's nothing... I'm fine."

"But it's not very believable when a boy says 'I'm fine'."

Lin Yan was speechless.

Nevertheless, she probably accepted the fact that she was unharmed. At this moment, Ruler knelt down, clasped her hands together, and prayed to the gradually disappearing giant. As for whether it was a ritual to appease the "Black" Caster, the magician who had become the "hearth," or the fetus that was not allowed to have its own meaning after birth, Lin Yan had no idea.

But...Ruler was truly beautiful in prayer, Lin Yan thought.

While feeling a sense of beauty, Lin Yan also felt a pang of heartache. He knew very well that prayers wouldn't reach anywhere, and asking for divine protection would be utterly useless.

She herself should know this better than anyone else. Prayer cannot save everything.

Despite this, Ruler continued to pray. He offered his prayers in the name of Joan of Arc.

Lin Yan thought to himself, "I must ask her about this another day. Where exactly has your prayer led?"

The battle is over. Finally, "Black" Caster, along with her Noble Phantasm, was completely destroyed. However, the situation has not improved as a result, that much is true.

“Ruler, my Master says he wants to talk to you.”

"Black" Archer spoke to Ruler, who was praying.

"Also, 'Red' Saber, you are too."

"Talking is fine, but I refuse to cooperate."

“I don’t mind. However, we should share some information now. I think neither you nor your Master have a complete understanding of what’s happening in that Sky Garden.”

"Red" Saber clicked her tongue blatantly, then turned around and exchanged a brief telepathic message with her Master, Shishikage, behind her, reaching a conclusion.

"OK, right, right, he said don't forget to pay him today."

Upon hearing this, Ruler's expression turned worried. But regardless, since it had already been agreed upon, there was nothing that could be done. At least keeping one stroke should be enough to cope with the worst-case scenario... She thought to herself as she made a promise to keep the agreement.

Kairi the Lion King seemed to be watching the battle from a fairly close distance, arriving before the group in less than five minutes. He was greeted by his Servants "Red" Saber and Ruler, as well as "Black" Archer and his Master Fiore.

“Oh, Fiore Fulvig Yggdomirenia? I just met her yesterday.”

When Lion Robber raised his hand to greet her, the girl tried her best to act nonchalant... but her expression seemed a little stiff. In this respect, she didn't seem as easygoing as Lion Robber, who was a mercenary.

"Yes, I was also very surprised by the unexpected speed of our reunion under such unforeseen circumstances."

"Don't say that. This Holy Grail War entered its second phase the moment the Greater Grail was forcibly taken. You and I are no longer enemies."

"That's how it is for now, right?"

"Yeah, that's how it is for now... Hey."

Hehehehe... The two laughed simultaneously. Even through the sunglasses, Fiore was certain... there was absolutely no hint of a smile in this man's eyes.

Of course, the same applies to Lion's Den.

The Aerial Garden has begun to move. The garden that absorbed the Greater Grail is flying through the dawn sky. Shirou, with his Ruler-class perception, senses that "Black" Caster is dead. His long-cherished wish seems to have been unfulfilled.

This gave the opposing team time to regroup.

"Considering the time required for intelligence gathering, tracking preparation, and tracking itself... I estimate it will take about three days."

You're saying they can catch up in three days?

"Yes, of course, Ruler must successfully persuade the magicians of Yggdrasilia and unite the remaining Servants... This is a necessary prerequisite."

0221 Compromise [Please Subscribe]

Perhaps Yggdrasilia will compromise and turn to the Mage's Association for their demands. Even for the Mage's Association, this would be an unexpected situation, considering they are eyeing the Greater Grail.

"Well then, since that's the case, it's about time you told me. Based on your answer, I might just take your head."

"Red" Rider plunged the tip of his gun into the floor, his expression serious as he questioned Shirou. He wasn't joking when he said, "I'll take your head." If Shirou's answer didn't satisfy him, he would likely attack the boy immediately, regardless of success or failure. The frustrating thing was that at such close range, even using a Command Spell wouldn't be fast enough. No, the problem wasn't distance; entering his field of vision was like entering his attack range. This "Red" Rider could enter attack range in an instant, and take his head in an instant.

And there is another one, the "Red" Archer Atalanta, who nocks an arrow with the Heavenly Bow. If Shirou's answer does not satisfy her, she will probably also shoot him through the forehead without hesitation.

Leaning against the wall, motionless, was "Red" Lancer Karna... but even he clearly wasn't obedient to my orders.

Nevertheless, Shirou had no choice but to tell them the truth. From the beginning, he didn't believe he could deceive them... especially with the hero Karna among them.

"Then I will tell you the whole truth."

"Okay, what is your purpose?"

"Just as I said in my answer to Ruler, it is the salvation of all mankind. To achieve this, I need the Greater Grail. Because I needed the Greater Grail, I now possess it. So do you, therefore, you are all necessary to cross this Holy Grail War."

At that moment, both "Red" Rider and "Red" Archer glanced at Lancer. For the hero Karna, words of explanation and deception were utterly useless. He simply nodded slightly to Rider and Archer.

Astonishment…confusion. It seems this person truly intends to save all of humanity. Unable to dismiss it as “the ramblings of a madman,” they raised another question.

"Where is the Master, and what is his/her status?"

"Can't you sense it? All five of them are gathered in a room in this courtyard... I think they should still be in human form. Because they're using that kind of 'poison'."

"You guy."

All eyes of the Servant were simultaneously drawn to Assassin. She maintained her alluring smile, facing the crowd as she replied:

"Of course, it would be troublesome if the Masters were allowed to run around freely. No matter how excellent they are, they are still just magicians in the end. Those guys who are always trying to steal the limelight from others are really too much of a nuisance."

"In terms of only thinking about yourself, you're one of those people too."

Upon hearing Lancer's statement, Assassin frowned unhappily, while Shirou wore a wry smile.

"So, you intend to use us as pawns and then discard us in the end? You'll be the Master all by yourself, that's exactly what I'm looking for."

"Not at all, as long as it doesn't directly conflict with my wishes, I don't mind letting you fulfill yours... Now, as your Master, I'd like to ask you a question. May I understand why you place your hopes on the miracle of the Holy Grail?"

Upon hearing this, all three fell silent. They exchanged glances, each with a subtle expression… After a sigh, Rider spoke:

“My wish is the same as when I was alive: to exist as a hero… nothing more.”

"So you're saying you don't have any lingering attachment to your second life, is that right?"

"Of course it's not impossible. Living in this world is quite an attractive thing. But even if I were to do that... it must be based on the premise that 'I exist as a hero'."

I once swore to my mother.

He wanted to live as a hero and die as a hero. Even if he were given a second life, that wouldn't change... That's what Achilles thought.

He felt no regret whatsoever for his past heroic deeds, evil acts, or even his acts of defiance against God. However, despite all this, he would never agree to act saintly, devoid of any attachment to life, because he harbored countless willful desires.

"I see. But for the great hero Achilles, this wish is far too ordinary."

"Stop interrupting, Empress. Although my wish is very ordinary, no matter how noble your wish is, I have no intention of giving in. After all, I am preoccupied with my own desires."

"Red" Rider and "Red" Assassin glared at each other. Shirou spoke in a reassuring tone:

“There is no distinction between noble and base desires. At least your desire is something you would want even at the cost of defeating anyone. At the same time, this does not conflict with my desire. You only need to exist as a hero and eliminate my enemies one by one. And I will provide magic or use Command Spells for this.”

"Your enemy and my enemy may not necessarily be the same, may they?"

Shirou shrugged and said:

"If you believe, based on your own judgment, that there is no overlap, you are free to let the other party go or even help them; I won't mind. However, I only have one point to make: I suspect that the opposing side might have 'Black' Archer Chiron participating in the battle."

"Tsk."

He clicked his tongue in amazement... However, Rider's killing intent had also diminished considerably. Determining a decisive victory over "Black" Archer was precisely Rider's goal in this war.

"Anything else you want to ask?"

"There's one more thing... but let's talk about that after everyone has finished speaking."

After speaking, Rider placed the gun at his feet. He did not bow in salute, but remained standing. This gesture indicated that he had not yet acknowledged Shirou's status as Master, but would not adopt a hostile attitude at present.

"Is it my turn next? Although I'm really upset to hear that my Master has been poisoned... there's nothing I can do about it. I'll just accept you as my Master for now."

"Big sister, is this something that can be wiped clean with 'there's no way'?"

Faced with Rider's helpless question, Archer remained nonchalant and affirmative:

"Of course. In the Holy Grail War, where every effort must be made to defeat the opponent, the one who is easily poisoned is naturally at fault. He should have acted more cautiously before summoning me. I have no regrets about a lazy Master who didn't even consider this. It's enough that he's not dead."

0222 Harsh and sarcastic [Please subscribe]

Archer's words may sound harsh, but they are also true. Abandoned at birth, nursed by a female bear, and finally discovered by hunters, the girl lived in a simple world where "the food necessary for survival had to be earned by oneself." Yet even such a girl longed for a single person willing to show her kindness.

"My wish is for 'a world where all children can receive love.' That is, a cycle where children grow up in the love of their parents and people, and then become parents who love their own children. No matter who it is, if they stand in my way of realizing this wish, I will not show any mercy."

“I’m telling you, Archer, don’t be angry, but I’m afraid that kind of wish is impossible to fulfill in this world.”

In response to Assassin's question, Archer replied in a tone that seemed to carry a hint of anger:

"Isn't the Holy Grail, as a wish-granting machine, precisely for this purpose? If it can't even grant wishes of this magnitude, then what kind of Holy Grail is it!"

Shirou nodded, agreeing with a slight smile:

"Indeed, a wish of this magnitude cannot possibly be left unfulfilled. No matter the method, the Holy Grail will grant your wish. Moreover, my wish is in the same direction as yours."

"The salvation of all mankind?"

"Well, how about it? If you want to deny my wishes or oppose my actions, that's fine too. I'm willing to break my contract with Master, and you can make a contract with anyone else you want. Even if you want to stand on the 'black' side, I don't mind."

He didn't lie.

At least that's how Archer sees it. Archer also has a question. But Rider and Lancer probably have the same question. After all, it's a question that should be asked last, so let's leave it for last. Therefore, Archer temporarily posed the question to Lancer.

"Lancer, what do you plan to do?"

Lancer, leaning against the wall, silently gazed at Shirou with godlike eyes. His heroic posture was overwhelming. Shirou even had the illusion that he was being stripped naked by his gaze.

Then, Lancer quietly spoke:

"Although the Master has indeed changed, the one who decided to summon me and ask for my help is undoubtedly one of those Masters. Moreover, my Master still yearns for the Holy Grail even as his physical body is about to perish. In that case, I have no choice but to fight for him. That is my wish and my reward for being summoned."

"So, you intend to continue serving your previous Master? How absurd, great hero Karna. That's a truly foolish choice."

Perhaps interpreting his words as a declaration of hostility, Assassin prepared to kill him without hesitation. However, Shirou stopped her with a glance.

Lancer showed no fear whatsoever, and simply declared:

"I don't care what you call me, but that's too much of an honor, Empress of Assyria. I'm just a mere spear."