Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

Seeing his teammates entangled by the newly arrived heroic spirits, Paracelsus, who faithfully carried out orders to guard the Pandora's Box and clear out the enemies, immediately raised his mercury sword, intending to lend a helping hand.

"laugh!"

However, before the sage, who was also corrupted by the black mud, could chant incantations and activate his magic, a red and black sword light exuding an ominous aura suddenly flashed by.

"boom!"

Paracelsus hastily raised his Mercury Sword, drawing upon the power of the four elements around him to transform the floating rocks into layers of hard diamond, barely managing to block the attack.

"Magician, your opponent is here!"

As the diamond shield shattered, Artoria gripped the hilt of her sword with both hands, slowly raising the holy sword and glaring menacingly from the side, exerting pressure.

"It seems it's time to experience the magic of the Ainsworth family."

At the same time, Tokiomi Tohsaka and Marisbury exchanged a glance, pondered for a moment, and then took a step forward in a pincer movement.

Although they spoke politely, as both magicians, they knew how powerful this ancient monster who had lived for thousands of years was. Judging from their posture, it was clear that a righteous two-on-one battle was about to take place.

Meanwhile, Kirei Kotomine, standing behind, leisurely pulled out a small red book from his pocket, opened the Gospel of John chapter 4, verse 24, and began to recite it in a barely audible voice.

"God is spirit, therefore those who worship him must worship in the Spirit and in truth..."

Instantly, under the rhythm of the rules, three complete scarlet markings appeared on the backs of the hands of all the Masters on their side.

Command Seals complete!

As the familiar marks came into view, nightmarish memories flooded back. Tokiomi Tohsaka, who was working with Marisbury to put pressure on Darius, suddenly stopped in his tracks, his face turned green, and he felt a faint cramp in his calves.

Don't worry, just bear with it, it will be over soon.

But in the end, after some self-consolation, the head of the Tohsaka family forced a smile, took on the responsibility befitting a Master, and solemnly spoke.

"Pretender, leave this to us. Do your job!"

"Go, Your Highness."

Sajou Aika, who was in charge of cleaning up the overflowing black tide and shadow followers, turned around and smiled, her eyes full of expectation.

The ancient serpent nodded seriously, then decisively scooped up the precarious Irisviel around its waist. The golden light flowing from its body extended into a pair of magnificent wings of victory, and it headed straight for the entrance to the ever-changing, pitch-black cube, where a faint ray of dark starlight could be seen.

"Hahaha, the final battle, let's storm the enemy's lair!"

At this moment, the Conqueror King, who was both rough and meticulous and had keen insight, immediately summoned his divine chariot and followed with sparks and lightning, intending to win more merits on the battlefield that was about to settle down.

Following closely behind, King Solomon, Attila, and Gamah, who were a little slower, also joined in, vaguely forming a four-corner formation to protect Samael.

"Get back here!"

At that moment, Beatrice, who was in mid-air, saw several enemies rushing forward. She was immediately shocked and furious. She roared and raised Thor's hammer, summoning a fierce arc of light in an attempt to stop the invaders.

"Hey, I'm your opponent, don't underestimate me!"

However, before the violent loli could unleash her power, the Mesopotamian goddess on the Sky Ship Maana, with a fierce expression, immediately grabbed the Heavenly Bull, who had just replenished its magic power, and threw it away without hesitation.

"Go! Go! Unit two!"

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, the miniature Heavenly Bull plunged headlong into the thunderstorm gathered by Beatrice.

"Moo!"

Instantly, a heart-wrenching scream, enough to bring tears to the eyes of anyone who heard it, came from the thunderclouds. The striped pet, which had just enjoyed a bout of electric therapy, swelled to a hundred meters in size, tearing through the raging thunderstorm. Its raised metal hooves, wreathed in azure arcs of lightning, stomped fiercely at the red-haired loli who had inherited the power of the Norse thunder god.

A Mesopotamian goddess of the sky stood on Maana, gesturing with an excited and indignant expression.

"Yes, yes, yes! Left! Right! Top! Beat her up! Beat her up!"

Although the output is zero, the ability to slack off and shout "666" is absolutely self-taught.

Meanwhile, to avoid interference from outsiders, the slightly more reliable Ereshkigal intensified her offensive in advance, leaving Angelica on the other side with no time to spare.

The fighting on both sides intensified.

While the Mesopotamian twin goddesses held them back, Samael led the remaining forces of King Solomon, the Conqueror, Gamah, Attila, and others into the ever-changing, pitch-black cube.

As the space in front of us rippled outwards like water, the scenery within our field of vision suddenly changed.

The group felt as if they were in a dark and deep universe, with endless void beneath their feet and a boundless galaxy above them.

The orderly arrangement of stars forms twelve ancient star charts, which rotate on their own.

Those familiar outlines were none other than the twelve zodiac signs.

"Hoo hoo hoo hoo!"

However, before everyone could observe further, ripples spread around them, and shadow followers emerged from the dark abyss, roaring as they swarmed toward the living beings who had entered the Pandora's Box.

Shenwei Wheel!

Crest of the Stars!

A bow of sugarcane, an arrow of flowers!

The Third Ring, activated!

Immediately, the four heroic spirits launched their attacks in succession. With their overwhelming strength, they moved through the black tide as if it were empty, like four sharp spears, easily tearing apart the enemy formation.

"Stairs! There's an exit!"

Soon, after calming their minds and regaining their vision, the group broke through the black tide's blockade and noticed that countless projected starlight were converging into a light-shaped channel leading directly into the depths of the galaxy.

After a brief exchange of glances, everyone spontaneously broke free from the entanglement of the void black tide and the massive number of shadow followers, and leaped into it.

However, as soon as they entered, before they could even catch their breath, their pupils contracted, and their vision was instantly filled with countless meteors tearing through the void.

boom! boom! boom! boom!

Meteorites fell, and rocks pierced the sky.

After the heroic spirits worked together to shatter dozens of meteors that were hurtling towards them, the sight of countless objects, ranging in diameter from hundreds of kilometers to hundreds of kilometers, behind them immediately made them abandon their plan to break through with brute force. They wisely chose to avoid the onslaught and use their mobility to bypass these falling meteors.

But after finally breaking through the blockade of the meteorite swarm, the surrounding space suddenly began to distort. Golden streams of flame, carrying intense heat that could scorch the skin and rot the bones, attacked one after another, like fireflies dancing in the night sky.

But the flickering flames and fireflies conceal a deadly intent.

Unbeknownst to them, the group, who had noticed something amiss, were shocked to discover that the surrounding flames had formed lines from points and then planes from lines, encasing them in a sea of ​​fire that resembled a giant oven.

"The Eighth Ring!" (Grants invincibility to allies)

Upon seeing this, King Solomon decisively raised his right hand, revealing a ring, and solemnly murmured.

Instantly, a soft, silvery-white light rippled outwards, covering everyone's bodies and forming an indestructible light membrane that blocked out the high temperature of the flames and the flying streaks of fire.

However, before the flames could be extinguished, the familiar space distorted and rippled out once more.

A fierce wind blew in from deep space.

Ice crystals, each tens of meters in diameter and resembling giant spears, traversed across the landscape.

"Glory, now!"

Samael gripped the Holy Lance in one hand and struck forward with a cold, sweeping motion. A torrent of silvery-white ethereal light surged forth, instantly clearing away the gale and ice shards in its path.

Even the entire space trembled slightly.

But in no time, everyone's gaze froze once again.

As far as the eye could see, meteors, flames, gales, and ice shards attacked one after another, wave after wave.

It seems endless and without end!

After half an hour.

Damn it! It's been so long, and I'm still wandering around like a headless fly. Where the hell is that place?!

Just as Samael was feeling troubled, a slightly icy hand touched the back of his hand, bringing a calming coolness.

At this moment, Irisviel, who was in the ancient snake's arms, had woken up at some point. Her ruby-like eyes met the shimmering light around her, and she gently parted her lips.

"The four elements of earth, fire, wind, and water are the cornerstones of the world..."

Meteorites, flames, gales, ice... the four elements...

The foundation of the world...

With Irisviel's reminder, Samael's confused thoughts suddenly cleared, and he suddenly understood.

Although Pandora's Box has drifted through several eras and absorbed a considerable amount of calamity and negative spiritual energy, it is ultimately a product of the Greek divine era.

As a guardian, Pandora exhibits many behavioral habits and knowledge abilities that retain certain stylistic elements.

In Greek philosophy, the four elements of earth, fire, wind, and water are the cornerstones that constitute the world.

No matter how they change form, no matter what measures are taken, they are the pillars of this world! The essence of how this world operates! The core of this world!

The gate to the Star Palace is right before your eyes!

Peel back the false facade to reveal the hidden truth—the Holy Lance, pull the anchor!

A cold glint flashed in the ancient serpent's eyes, and a violent surge of magic power flowed into the holy spear, unleashing a torrent of ethereal energy that pierced through the galaxy.

Boom boom boom!

In an instant, deep space cracked open with ravines, stars fell, and the four elements of earth, fire, wind, and water surged ceaselessly.

Click!

Immediately, with a dull creak of machinery turning, four crystal cubes—yellow, red, green, and cyan—emerged from the pitch-black "world".

Beyond the four cubes, at the end of the starlight path, stands a magnificent palace constructed of twelve Greek-style columns.

found it!

Upon seeing this, Samael was deeply moved and instinctively wanted to step forward.

hum!hum!hum!hum!

But then, interlaced streams of light from the four different colored cubes cascaded down like a waterfall.

Clad in celestial robes tinged with elemental colors, and bearing the striking resemblance to Irisviel, four silver-haired elves emerged from the stream of light, gazing blankly and coldly at the intruders.

Earth Love?

Fire Alice?

Airi of the Wind?

Water of Love?

Four Elements?

No, they should be called the incarnations of Pandora!

Samael snapped out of his daze and saw that Irisviel, whom he had just put down, had a pained expression on her face. It seemed that she had been affected by some kind of resonance, and the abnormality in her body had intensified again.

"You go first, leave this to us!"

Seeing this, Kama and Attila exchanged a glance and nodded. Without further ado, they each charged towards one of the elementalists. In an instant, the two pairs of adversaries, their figures intertwined, disappeared into the earthen-yellow and crimson halos.

Without further ado, Alexander and Solomon chose their opponents and entered the battlefield one after the other.

When the pillars supporting the world are removed, the path to the truth beneath the surface becomes unobstructed.

Chapter 234 Are all his subordinates traitors?

hum!hum!hum!hum!

As the four heroic spirits stepped into the four elemental tablets that constituted the [world], the four colors of the sky reflected each other, and the areas where they were located, like twisted Rubik's Cubes, emitted a cold, stagnant tremor.

The realm of earth.

Countless floating boulders form steps and an altar. A graceful figure dressed in celestial robes stands in the center, coldly and mechanically looking down at the outsider who has entered this kingdom. Then, she spreads her hands, opens her lips slightly, and golden light flows from her body, causing the stars in the sky to fall.

Song of Grail

—O Rusty Holy Grail, lament!

The Realm of Fire.

Flames of varying sizes flickered on and off. The elementalist, with crimson eyes and silver hair, was born from the flames. He raised his hand and waved it, sending streams of flames filling the sky.

Song of Graill

—O Holy Grail of Fire, burn out!

The Realm of Wind.