Super God: If I punch you, you will die

The use of decoy tactics was obvious, especially considering the way they operated in the rainy city of Torifas at night. However, if the enemy were prone to hesitation in such conditions, they wouldn't have launched their attack on the castle alone yesterday.

"It's raining, let's hurry back."

"Okay, let's hurry up and go then."

At that moment, the two passed by a mother and daughter holding an umbrella.

He felt like he'd seen her somewhere before… Lin Yan focused his attention and realized it was the mother and daughter he'd met at the coffee shop during the day. The mother looked different from earlier in the day; she was carrying a shopping bag.

"Mom, I heard that monsters are going to appear."

"That's true, that's terrifying. Let's go back quickly."

The two walked further and further away, exchanging these kinds of conversations. It was a very ordinary, yet heartwarming scene.

Perhaps that's why Lin Yan's thoughts became chaotic when he heard the mournful cries that followed.

Impossible. The mother and daughter who created such a peaceful scene couldn't possibly be involved in any incident... He might be thinking about something like that.

Looking back... I saw a hazy mist rising up there.

"fog……!"

"What?! How could this be...!"

"Ew... what is this... it hurts, it hurts! It hurts so much... ah!"

"Mommy! It hurts! It hurts! No! No!"

The moment the mother and daughter screamed in agony, Lin Yan rushed out without hesitation.

He wrapped his face with a handkerchief he had prepared beforehand to ward off the fog, and then rushed into the fog.

A splitting pain shot through his head... He could hardly believe that he had endured such agony the day before. The fog was still thin, and his vision was barely maintained... but he couldn't see the mother and daughter who had been swept into the fog earlier.

"Where are you! Speak up!"

As he shouted, a sharp pain shot through his throat. He barely heard his mother's cry for help, "Help me!" and immediately ran in that direction. Although he vaguely heard Ruler calling his name, he figured she was a Servant and would catch up with him soon.

We must find my mother as soon as possible!

He forgot his pain and fear, and just ran as fast as he could. Every now and then he would shout to let the other side know that someone was coming to rescue him.

"Please answer me quickly, please!"

Fortunately, Lin Yan's ankle was grabbed the instant he cried out. He hurriedly looked down and saw the mother from before lying on the stone floor.

"Cheer up!"

"Where...where is that child?"

The mother, whom I held in my arms, had bloodshot eyes, a blank expression, and blood trickling from her lips. Despite enduring immense pain, she was still desperately calling out to her daughter.

“Listen carefully. I will help you find your daughter, but before that, I need to get you to a safe place, understand?”

"But...my daughter...!?"

As if about to cry out something, the mother hugged Lin Yan's neck. However, perhaps due to the overwhelming discomfort, she covered her face with her hands and coughed.

"I will save your daughter, please believe me."

"OK……"

His mother raised her face... and a cold sensation touched Lin Yan's chest.

Lin Yan reflexively looked at his chest… a black stick? No, that's not right. This should be a firearm.

He looked at his mother's face again... and only then did he realize that she, who used dyed hair and makeup to conceal her true identity, was not actually Romanian.

Lin Yan was thrown into confusion again... his thoughts had stopped. Even though he understood the situation, he still couldn't comprehend how things had unfolded.

His mother whispered in Lin Yan's ear... it was a sweet, sticky voice, like honey.

"Of course I believe you."

In an instant, a series of impacts assaulted his entire body. It was a blow that seemed to erase all thought and consciousness. Why? How could it have turned out like this? Everything became blurry and ambiguous, flowing out of Lin Yan's mind.

The hard sensation of my back hitting the stone floor disappeared, the sensation of the bullet that struck my heart disappeared, the feeling of the cold rain pouring over my body disappeared, the excruciating pain of the fog invading my internal organs disappeared, and even the sensation of life flowing out of my body disappeared.

Everything—up, down, left, right, heaven, earth—was gradually covered in black. Sight, hearing, smell, and taste were all erased, and even the concept of time disappeared completely, leaving only one sensation.

An endless fall... Lin Yan gradually plummeted into darkness.

……

"Excerpt from an old notebook"

Holy Grail War.

It was a fierce struggle between an unprecedented heroic spirit that could even negate the laws of physics, and a magician who manipulated extraordinary and mysterious phenomena; it was a clash and slaughter between desires.

That should be a very clear fact.

Even in a world where subspecies Holy Grail Wars have erupted everywhere and the "Holy Grail War" has broken out on an unprecedented scale, this eternal law remains unchanged.

Heroic Spirits and Magicians Masters use their own secret techniques and ultimate skills to kill enemies in an effort to obtain the Holy Grail.

A battle for the lives of seven riders and seven men. In this "great battle," it is a battle for the lives of fourteen riders and fourteen men.

However, at the same time, I believe that the so-called Holy Grail War should be a pure conflict.

purely……

That's right, it's not a difference between Heroic Spirits and Mages; they are all pure. They can easily transcend even the boundaries of good and evil, considering their own way of being. Isn't there something radiantly pure within them… a mixture of desire and will? That's how I feel.

Thus, countless souls were stirring, and this stirring became even more intense when faced with the "great battle" unfolding before them.

There was an indomitable swordsman.

He was practically a pure embodiment of rebellion and defiance.

There was a woman who practiced black magic.

She was a woman whose desires were very pure.

There is a teacher who has mastered Kabbalah.

He was a man seeking paradise on earth.

There was a young boy who was a magician.

Those were children who harbored pure aspirations in their hearts.

There was a giant who could not speak.

It simply fulfills its own purpose of existence, a complete existence trampled on the earth.

Many lives departed from the "Great War" while leaving their pure imprint on the world.

However, the pure brilliance released from the "Great War" has not been lost; on the contrary, it has become even more dazzling, illuminating our path forward.

One is Lin Yan, who wields a sword and has become a unique being, or even a being beyond that, through a miracle.

The other is the "Black" Assassin, who is shrouded in countless deaths and challenges the "Great War" itself for his own purposes.

Both possess an immature purity, both the will and the soul.

A boy who grows up while dazzling everyone he comes into contact with, and a girl who walks innocently alongside her mother despite being a symbol of evil that spreads pain and death.

Despite sharing the commonality of being "young," they are opposites.

One side stands with many longings and companions, while the other side remains only with their one and only mother.

In the end, which side's pure qualities will ultimately survive?

0281 A Painful Cry [Please Subscribe]

Painful cries erupted from all directions. The streets were in complete chaos as a thick fog instantly enveloped the entire city of Torifas.

Seeing Lin Yan ignore his attempts to stop him and rush out, Ruler, now in armor, tried to catch up, but the thick fog obscured his view and he couldn't see him.

A sharp, striking sound rang in my ears, sounding much like the sound of cannons from the past, but a little softer.

"It's gunfire...!"

The "Black" Assassin is lurking somewhere within this thick fog... This is now a certainty. However, the greater concern now is Lin Yan's safety.

For Ruler, the haze released by the "Black" Assassin had no effect other than obscuring her vision. The reason her agility level didn't even decrease was probably because she possessed magic resistance skills far exceeding common sense.

"Lin Yanjun!"

"Help...help me..."

It wasn't Lin Yan who responded to her calls, but a young child. Instantly, Ruler decided without hesitation to rush to the child's side first.

However… Ruler sensed that the “Black” Assassin was nearby. She absolutely couldn't let her guard down… With this thought in mind, she gripped the Holy Banner tightly and searched for the source of the voice.

Exploring through the blurry vision, Ruler quickly spotted the little child... with his head pressed against the wall, clutching his chest in pain. His face... was invisible.

Ruler hesitated for a moment. The Assassin's real name was "Jack the Ripper," a notorious serial killer in Britain...

No matter what, it couldn't possibly be this young girl in front of us. However, no one knew Jack the Ripper's appearance or true identity.

Could it be...? Unable to rule out even the slightest remaining possibility, Ruler cautiously touched her shoulder.

In an instant, a mix of relief and anxious anticipation welled up within her. Upon touching the other person, she immediately realized that the girl was not a spirit, but a human with a physical body.

"Mother……"

"Don't worry, I'll take you to your mother right away."

As Ruler spoke, he wrapped the summoned Shroud of Relic around her body. As long as she was covered with this protective cloth, she should be safe for the time being.

Fortunately, the girl did not appear to be injured...

"what……?"

He didn't appear to be injured.

Isn't that a completely illogical situation? Even though they are inherently somewhat weak, androids would die or faint within ten minutes of staying in such dense fog. Given this, why is this ordinary, frail child still alive?

If you're unlucky, you'll die instantly; even if you're lucky, you should at least be in a near-death state.

"Um, are you alright...?"

"Yes. I... don't feel any pain anymore."

After hearing Ruler's question, the girl replied in a way that seemed somewhat nonsensical.

"Does it hurt anywhere?"

The girl silently stretched out her foot. A rough laceration was visible on her knee. Was it a fall…? No. And certainly, it couldn't be a wound caused by the poisonous fog.

This... must be a wound caused by something sharp. That's why she cried out in pain.

A chill ran through his body. An intense killing intent was being projected onto him.

Moreover, this murderous intent...

It was by no means anything ordinary. Thick, sticky coal tar, five-inch nails heated to a blinding white light, a suddenly mutated killer virus... these were the equivalent of cursed objects.

What's even more appalling is that the murderous intent wasn't directed solely at him...

“If you move away, I will kill this child.”

It also landed on the child Ruler was holding with one hand. It seems that "Black" Assassin has overwhelming confidence in his next strike.

"OK then."

Ruler vowed to protect the girl he was holding in one arm. No matter what attack the opponent would use next, as long as this holy banner was there, Ruler would never fall.

If you were to ask where Ruler miscalculated...

In that instant, he focused all his attention on the "black" Assassin... and at the same time recognized the girl he was holding in one arm as someone he had to protect.

The girl opened her mouth... reached inside, and pulled out a scalpel that had been hidden in her stomach. The "Black" Assassin had made thorough preparations to kill this unidentified Servant. The boy who appeared to be the Master had already been dealt with by his own Master, Rokudou Reika.

Even so, the Servant before her remained calm and prepared to confront the Assassin. Perhaps she possessed the ability to "act alone," or perhaps... that wasn't even her Master?

Even so, there's no problem. "Black" Assassin unleashed his Noble Phantasm without hesitation or mercy.

"From this place onwards, hell begins. We are fire, rain, power..."

Dimensions have distorted, and murders have begun. The victims are women. These women, wandering in the "fog," will be slaughtered by the "night."

All three conditions have been met, and the girl's attack is "Disintegration Mother"... This is an absolute treasure that can kill almost all "females" in the world.