Comics: Starting from Killer Queen

"Weber Velvet, you don't have to worry about it. This is my own choice. It's not your turn to bear the consequences."

Kenneth glanced at Weber. The slightly pale voice sounded again.

"I have read your paper carefully. You believe that the difference in bloodline can be made up through sophisticated techniques. Unfortunately, this is the most ideal situation. Perhaps in the future a hundred years from now, after the foundation of modern magic is born, this possibility will indeed exist. But now, this goes against common sense."

"A so-called magician is a creature that keeps moving forward in order to reach the root. If one generation fails, the next generation will succeed. The bloodline and research of each generation will directly stand on the achievements of the previous generation. Even if it takes a long time, even if the family line may be cut off due to an accident along the way, we will still not stop."

Kenneth's head drooped weakly, as if he was dozing off, but his consciousness was extremely clear, as if he had left his body and walked towards that beautiful dream.

"As long as you keep moving forward, the path to the root will continue to extend. Didn't you say you wanted to subvert the magic world? Let alone subversion, even if you just change a little bit, it will be a great achievement."

"So, Webber Velvet, don't stop. You are my Kenneth's disciple. As long as you keep moving forward, I will always be there for you."

"Teacher Kenneth!"

Weber's vision had become blurry, and he kept wiping away the tears that were welling up in his eyes. However, every time his vision became clear, more tears flowed out.

"I know, Mr. Kenneth, I know everything... Although you are a member of the aristocracy and you are always arrogant, when you mark homework, no matter it is a commoner or aristocratic student, you will read it equally, and you will not deliberately hide your knowledge when teaching. The happiest thing in my life is to meet a teacher like you."

Although his voice was getting quieter, Kenneth's sharp words did not stop.

"Even now, I still won't take back my evaluation of you. Your past theoretical achievements are nothing but castles in the air. Your impulsive attitude in the past is nothing but self-righteousness."

"——However, I will give you an excellent grade for this extracurricular practice."

To receive such an evaluation from that stubborn man, Waver subconsciously asked.

"Teacher Kenneth?"

But Kenneth didn't respond.

He is dead.

After a long while, in the distant sky, Rider drove his chariot and rushed into the barrier like a falling meteor.

"Lancer was suddenly called away by his Master, and I rushed back. As a result, I felt that the contract was broken on the way. Boy, the Master is fine..."

The Conqueror King's voice suddenly stopped, and he subconsciously tightened the reins to calm the violent bull.

Looking at the corpse in front of him and Weber sitting next to him, Iskandar touched his head, his rough face full of heaviness.

"I have actually fallen into a trap. I have failed in my duty. Boy, leave here quickly. Something is wrong with the direction of this war. I don't know what these masters are planning. They let go of victories that are within their grasp time and time again, as if what they are pursuing is not the Holy Grail at all. Although I am very reluctant, it seems that my journey is about to enter its final scene."

"No," the King of Conquerors responded with a resolute voice.

Weber held Kenneth's broken arm, looked at the Command Spell that had not yet dissipated above him, and completed the medium's ritual in the most meticulous and serious way of his life.

"Boy, you..."

At the King of Conquerors' surprised voice, Waver raised his head, his face filled with a determination as strong as steel.

"If I leave in such a disgraceful manner, wouldn't all of Kenneth's efforts be in vain? King of Conquerors, let me become your subject."

"In the name of Waver Velvet... In the name of El-Melloi, I swear that your journey will not stop here."

As he spoke, Waver slowly stood up and raised his left hand. On it, two still bright red Command Seals were clearly visible.

Chapter 94: The Reappearance of the Tragedy of the Age of Gods

Rider will never forget the scene before him. Everything in the universe became empty and void under the primordial spear formed by the flower buds and the ever-growing life.

Countless pillars support the space between heaven and earth, emitting shining thunder. They cheered, roared, spun like tornadoes, twisted like the void, and soared into the sky like spears that could pierce through the world.

Light poured down from Enkidu's body, like the Milky Way falling from the stars in the void, shining with dazzling brilliance.

The earth's crust was shifting, and from under Enkidu's feet, the Tree of Life, like a mountain range, lifted him up high, reaching into the sky.

The purple thunder pierced through the void, and life spread incredibly in the landscape of one's own mind.

It was as terrifying as the sky falling and the earth collapsing, and the end of the world coming.

Even when leading the charge, the rider couldn't help but raise his head and look up at everything.

This is the breath of the planet.

When the spear of light touched the army that he was so proud of, all that was left was nothingness.

The endless desert kept breaking into pieces, and the soldiers caught in it couldn't even utter a word, only more strong winds came from the void.

Compared to the spectacle of Rider forming an army by himself, Enkidu also showed his respect by using his power to wipe out everything.

The spear of light was like a tail chasing behind him, wiping out Rider's army bit by bit, but seeing this scene, Iskandar's face was still fearless. He looked at the Lancer in the sky and let out a roar like thunder.

"Warriors, in this scene of destruction and creation, it is the best time for us to show our dominance!"

In response to him, he heard the majestic voices of his followers behind him. Even though most of the enemy's attacks were wiped out before they were over, the morale of this army that had come from across time and space had already been stabilized. Therefore, they still charged forward with the unstoppable momentum like Don Quixote charging at the windmill.

No one will be afraid because of this, no one will retreat because of this, when they gather under the rider's banner, no matter what kind of enemy they face, they will follow the rider without hesitation.

But in the face of absolute power, all this is in vain.

Whistling light descended from the sky. Although everyone behind Rider was strictly speaking a servant, it did not help the battle situation at all. Hundreds of servants were wiped out with every breath.

"We can't go on like this..."

Rider realized this, the power of the King's Army could not counter the planetary breath emitted by Lancer.

But since he had boasted about starting the journey, Rider did not intend to sit still and wait for death. He let out a roar that could rival Lancer's thunder.

And coming through the void was a chariot pulled by the divine bull. Iskandar stood on his beloved horse, leaped forward, and moved forward from the side in the sky.

As his magic power continued to pour in, the mighty wheels under the rider began to release huge thunder and hair-raising thunderclaps.

The two divine bulls were also stained with the purple thunder armor, and even their pupils turned into a dark purple whirlpool-like color. They waved their hooves vigorously, trampling the void, and rushed towards the wedge that released the light gun. In the afterimage like lightning, Enkidu could only see a purple meteor rushing towards him like a mountain collapsing.

"Your enlightenment is as bright as the stars. Such a noble soul... I really envy you."

Lancer sighed, but was not moved at all by the rider's sprint.

Because, - that's it.

The breath of the stars has penetrated this world. In the face of this power, the heroic soldiers who survived the previous attack were ultimately unable to escape and were wiped out by this light.

The desert was purified, the atmosphere was separated, and Iskandar's army, dreams, and inherent barriers were completely shattered.

Although he didn't look back, Rider still knew what was happening behind him. If he hadn't used the power of the Divine Wheel to avoid the main attack of Lancer's Noble Phantasm, he would probably have died.

So strong! If Enkidu is also like this, then Archer will definitely not be inferior, right?

Although it was a scene that should have made people feel daunted, a crude and excited smile appeared on Iskandar's face.

Precisely because it cannot be resisted and cannot be reached, it is worth challenging!

In this war, I actually encountered two opponents who were enough to be considered my dream at the same time. Is there anything more wonderful than this?

"It looks like your journey has to stop here, rider."

Lancer pursed his lips slightly into an apologetic smile, but his hands did not stop moving at all.

With his feet as the center, the earth began to surge with waves, and the tentacles of the planet began to shape themselves according to his will again. In an instant, countless treasures that were no less valuable than the treasures of King Gilgamesh broke out of the ground, like a forest standing on the ground.

These dangerous weapons gradually pointed in the direction of the rider, as if they were about to be fired.

But Iskandar did not hesitate or waver, and charged again towards the star rain whose embryonic form had already solidified.

But the next moment, Enkidu's movements suddenly froze.

"You saved your life, rider."

His gaze was quiet and profound. Before his figure completely disappeared, he looked towards the center of Fuyuki City and let out a sad sigh.

"what's the situation?"

Seeing Lancer suddenly disappear, Rider, who was ready to face death, was puzzled. But remembering Lancer's previous words, he did not dare to delay. He quickly stepped onto the chariot and rushed towards the direction of the Master.

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"Master? You are injured, but I don't sense any enemies around. Do I need to waste a Command Seal for this?"

Enkidu frowned, looking at the ancient temple in front of him and Danic who was sitting powerlessly on the ground. After the Dream Workshop was cracked, this temple was taken by Danic and used as a temporary workshop.

"Of course it's necessary..." Danic showed a ferocious smile, looked at the stigmata on his hand that had become blurred, and sighed with satisfaction.

"I have finally waited until this moment, Lancer. You should have felt it now. Now this body of mine is your only Master."

"Yes, the other bodies have perished. The collective consciousness called the Thousand World Tree has become entangled with you, Master. Without this talisman, you will be quickly assimilated."

Lancer looked at Danic in confusion, not understanding what the other party wanted to do.

"That's right, but I have no other choice. In order to survive, I must let my soul be independent, but without my body, I can't do anything."

Danic struggled to stand up, and Lancer subconsciously wanted to go over and support him, but just as he took a step, a strange magic circle appeared under his feet.

Immediately afterwards, bone-corrosive black smoke filled Lancer's body, leaving dangerous cracks on his porcelain-like skin.

"Is this... a curse?"

"The Curse from the Age of Gods. I spent a lot of effort to get it from the Clock Tower. It was finally delivered today."

Danic looked at the perfect body in front of him and licked his lips greedily.

"As a weapon made by God, you are almost perfect, but you have no resistance when facing a curse that weakens you to death."

Danic slowly tore open his chest, allowing the spell to penetrate deeper into his body.

"Since you claim to be a weapon that completely obeys the master's orders, you must understand my wishes. In order for me to survive, my soul must be independent and become like a servant."

"This is the most excellent spiritual place in Fuyuki. My soul is also feeling satisfied because it just devoured Kayneth. All conditions are in place."

Danic stretched out his gradually drying fingers and let out a devil-like laugh that sounded longing, pleading, and arrogant.

"I have been trapped in this cage made of blood and bones for too long. This feeling of gradual depletion, collapse, and death is so painful that it makes me despair. It keeps me from being free. I really shouldn't have lived this long."

"lancer, can you merge with me and help me get free?"

The weakened Enkidu did not look at Darnik, but looked towards Fuyuki City, the aura that was as nostalgic as gold.

"Gil... take care."

Sitting in the most luxurious underground casino in Fuyuki City, Gilgamesh leaned back in his chair, looking at the pile of money in front of him, randomly selecting a number, and waiting for the next round to begin in boredom. The mortals around him had already circled around like flies, staring at the roulette wheel in front of them.

The waiter next to him had quietly activated the mechanism to make the roulette wheel stop at a specific position.

But before the crowd could boo, a vibration came from nowhere and made the bead roll to the number chosen by Gilgamesh.

"You win again..."

The waiter looked at Gilgamesh unwillingly, only to find that this ostentatious guest had no blood on his face and was pale with fear.

"...Enkidu?"

The next moment, he soared into the sky without even looking at the wealth left on the table.

"Guest, your payment has not been settled yet..."

"Just give it to me," accompanied by an unfamiliar voice, a young man walked to the gambling table and knocked on the table casually. A dark ninja emerged from the shadows and took away all the wealth won by Gilgamesh.

The waiter was about to stop him, but as the petite figure wrapped in a hood behind the young man raised his wand, the crowd around him dispersed in a daze.

"Has everything been dealt with at Liudong Temple?"

Roland leaned back in the soft chair, looking at the hole created by Gilgamesh and sneered.

"Everything has been resolved. We just need to wait for the souls of the servants to return."

"That's good. It's time to wrap it up. Let's notify Matou Zouken."

All the distributed trajectories finally converged together. Thinking of the scene that was to follow, a look of joy ignited in his emerald pupils.

"Next, I will also appreciate the re-enactment of this tragedy of the Age of Gods."

Chapter 95: Flash Forward

"Eh?"

High above Ryudo Temple, Irisviel stood beside Roland in a daze, staring at the temple that was coated with a layer of blurry colors under the moonlight.

Being suddenly dragged from Einzbern Castle to such a place, Irisviel was unable to react for a moment, and she just subconsciously pulled Roland's arm.

But when she saw the scene in Ryudo Temple, she understood everything.

"Lord Roland, is it finally time to use me?"

The function of the Lesser Holy Grail is to act as the key to the Greater Holy Grail. It stores the souls of heroes when necessary and converts them into magic power. Finally, it connects to the Greater Holy Grail to open the hole outside the world.