Comics: Starting from Killer Queen

The Winter Saint who was embracing him was the core of the Holy Grail - the magic circuit that was constantly expanding and multiplying.

It is a human universe that is replaced by magic, and within it lies the most sincere wishes and abilities of the system itself.

The third magic - the cup of heaven.

It was with this that Angra Mainyu gained a physical body, so he could turn the black mud into flesh and blood, and then use the power of the Rat Spell to forge a physical body.

Roland knew long ago that the Holy Grail was not an omnipotent wish-granting machine, but there was one wish that could be easily fulfilled, which was the materialization of the soul itself.

This was the goal of Einzbern's subsequent evolution.

The goal of the Holy Lord as a soul-contracted spirit is to be resurrected and to obtain a body that matches his soul. So what could be a more suitable object than a body created using his natural soul as a template?

However, this transformation process is by no means easy, and the Holy Grail's method can really be described as rough.

It directly used Roland's own body as a model and began to engrave the new posture onto it.

The feeling is like feeling the pain spreading from all parts of the body while being conscious, just like a patient lying on the operating table who suddenly wakes up in the middle of the operation.

Unable to wail, unable to vent the pain, one could only feel the coldness of the blade piercing into flesh and blood in the darkness.

Roland's body expanded rapidly, and every cell was replaced, allowing strong, noble flesh, bones, and scales to be born from this embryo.

In Roland's self-perception, his body had become blurry.

But under the infusion of almost endless magic power, this hazy feeling is gradually fading away.

In fact, there was no need to understand it rationally. Roland felt that his whole body was emitting a sense of satisfaction, every cell, and this action made his body cheer.

So, he began to greedily absorb the surrounding magic power, and even reached out to the surrounding central circuits.

It is hard not to be tempted by the magic that all magicians are willing to give up everything to obtain. However, Roland did not intend to swallow it whole. Angra Mainyu had already proved the consequences of acting on a power that he did not understand.

If the third magic was so easy to reproduce, Einzbern's sad wish would not have lasted so long, let alone at such a critical moment of evolution.

However, it is still possible to use it a little.

The dragon talisman that Roland carried with him was infected by this endless source of magic power, and fine cracks began to appear on its solid shell.

The shiny surface, which had been filled with Roland's magic power, became restrained and dangerous again, which was a sign of the revival of his divine power.

For Roland, that was enough.

With the help of the fetal membrane that was not completely isolated, Roland could vaguely see the starlight flickering.

"Fuyuki City is also very peaceful today."

With a satisfied and expectant smile, Roland fell into a dream.

While Roland's will was dormant, the outside world was also undergoing earth-shaking changes.

"Ex—calibur!"

The Ever-Victorious King once again uttered the true name of Miracle, allowing the light of the Holy Sword of the Star to drown out all the disasters before it.

To be honest, Saber himself did not expect to be able to fully liberate the holy sword. At that time, he just had a one-sided vision and the idea of ​​doing his best.

But no matter what he was thinking, the situation had become completely one-sided, and the light cannon emitted by the holy sword literally evaporated everything around it.

The absolute light made the night sky as bright as day, and Angora Mainyu and the surrounding black mud disappeared in the light.

Saber maintained his stern standing posture and slowly landed on the ground. Although his body was still filled with fatigue and pain, there was no doubt that the balance of victory had already tipped on his side.

"Destroyed?"

Medea made a puzzled sound.

"It would be strange if he wasn't destroyed. This kind of output is completely out of the ordinary. Even gods can't compare to it. I would be surprised if he is still alive in front of this planet's light."

Ishtar complained mercilessly that although the goddess did not look reliable, she still had excellent vision.

"This guy is so unlucky that he dared to release this sword at such a close distance..."

"No," Saber suddenly raised her head, a trace of uneasiness flashing through her highly concentrated mind.

There is no logic or reason, but this intuition has proven his reliability countless times.

"Be careful, this isn't over yet!"

At this time, something strange happened suddenly.

The ground, which had already been evaporated, was covered with black mud again. Although the scale had shrunk again, the black mud was still spreading mercilessly.

In the new quagmire, the destroyed altar rose again, and ten talismans slowly hung in the air, but this time, the two in the center were the ones engraved with a horse and a dog.

"Holy Sword Master... I really shouldn't have underestimated you. I never thought that I, in my prime, could be killed so easily."

Angora Mainyu gnashed his teeth and said, "If it weren't for these two spells, I would have really died without a burial place."

It's broken, there's a hang.

This is the only thought in Angra Mainyu's mind at the moment. His arrogant attitude towards his servants is not groundless.

After all, Servants are just products born from the side of Heroic Spirits. Although it does not affect some sufficiently excellent Servants from continuing to exert extraordinary power, there is still a difference in the efficiency of exerting power.

Even if it is a top-level treasure, it is impossible to destroy oneself with just one strike.

But this naive idea was shattered when he faced the holy sword. In the light that engulfed him, Angra Mainyu felt a power that he could not resist.

If the talisman had not been hidden firmly under his body and he had only been hit by the aftermath, he would probably have died.

But even so, he would not feel good at all. The divine power of the horse talisman and the dog talisman were sealed. Even if he used endless magic power to fill them, he could not restore them to their original state in an instant. He needed to accumulate it for a while before he could restore his previous state.

"Fortunately, it seems that you are not without cost."

After being resurrected, Angramainu showed a malicious expression. The conditions of Ishtar and Medea were not good, especially Ishtar. The power of this unrestrained goddess had been greatly weakened.

As for the Holy Sword User, it goes without saying that he released all his magic power in one breath. Even if his Magic Master was excellent, he would not be able to recover his combat effectiveness immediately. What's more, with a Servant's body using the Holy Sword that was fully released at a close range, it is impossible for him to remain unscathed.

The broken wounds on Saber's body were the best proof of this.

"There's not much time left. I have to kill you quickly. It just so happens that all the puppets I saved up before were consumed by you. But I can get three reversed servants, so it's not a loss."

Facing Angra Mainyu's frivolous words, Saber silently raised the holy sword.

"We still have a chance. He is not in his perfect state right now. If we try to break his soul core and release his treasure once more, we will still be the winner."

He encouraged his companions with a firm voice, but all he got in return was Angola Mainyu's disdainful sneer.

"If it were just me, this idea might be right, but unfortunately, humans always bring about their own destruction. The bitter consequences you face today are caused by the desires of your predecessors."

The black mud on Angra Mainyu's body surged like a living thing, and finally opened a big mouth and spit out a heavy figure.

"It's him?"

Saber's pupils shrank as she looked at the figure who slowly stood up.

Since the other party stood on the ground, he began to spontaneously absorb the surrounding magical power, with an aura that was no less than that of a servant.

"Lancer's Master?"

Medea's brows furrowed as she read out the figure's identity.

"Who would have thought that a greedy magician would be the key to deciding the outcome of this battle? You took the body of a Servant because you were eager to survive, and actively put it into my mouth. I'm glad I didn't eat you at the beginning."

Angra Mainyu urged Danic with a twisted smile, "Quick, my slave, go kill them!"

Danic's body had turned iron-gray, and his face looked more like an inorganic clay doll.

His plan was originally very successful. After Lancer's death, he did use the remnants of the other's body to create a body similar to that of a Servant. Although it was only a younger version of Lancer and had no Noble Phantasm, its power was comparable to that of a regular Servant.

But before he could be happy, the evils of this world polluted his body. If the power of the sheep talisman had not been released, his soul would probably have been guilty as well.

"Master, please grant me a small request."

However, after recognizing the current situation, Danik quickly adapted to his identity.

"If I must fight, I hope to obtain a stronger body. Master, please give me Saber's body when the time comes."

The power of the sheep spell can allow Danic to freely occupy the body of a person who has lost his master. Since he is in this situation now, why not sell himself at a higher price?

"I allow it. Now, go ahead."

"As ordered."

Danic couldn't help but smile with satisfaction as he looked at the servants that he once longed for and envied, but were now at the mercy of others.

"Don't blame me, heroes. After all, I am a human being who will do anything to survive."

"Yeah, look what you're protecting!"

Hearing these words that made matters worse, Angra Mainyu also laughed evilly.

"Humanity is not worth saving! This is what happens when you try to be a hero! Now, die..."

Before Angra Mainyu could finish his words, the sky suddenly changed color, turning blood red, and thunder kept shuttling between the dark clouds, as if the world was cheering for the arrival of something.

Angora Mainyu did not dare to delay and subconsciously looked at the amniotic membrane behind him. A pair of huge claws were sticking out from it, tearing apart the thin restraints around it and sticking out his head.

That was no longer a human head, but that of a noble dragon.

The humanoid dragon slowly stretched out his huge and strong body, wearing only a dark skirt armor.

Roland looked at everything around him with satisfaction, feeling the signs of the spirit being digested. A scarlet light like flames lit up in his pupils, and he revealed a ferocious smile between his sharp teeth.

"Hello everyone... It's great to be back."

He announced this fact in a hoarse and eerie voice, then stared at Angora Mainyu with obvious greed and even greater malice in his eyes.

"Now, it's time to settle the accounts."

At this moment, the fire demon stands on the earth!

Chapter 103 Everyone knows

Roland tore open the amniotic membrane and looked around. Every scene in his eyes looked so vivid and moving.

Through the eyes of those who were looking at him, he saw what he was like now.

It has a ferocious and terrifying body, scales with beautiful metallic luster, sharp bones like curved blades, and iron-like muscles slowly rising and falling under the scales.

He swung his tail excitedly. Every swing left a sound like an explosion in the air, and every exploratory twitch left a deep groove on the ground that was deep enough to trap people.

Seeing the noble demon in front of him, Angra Mainyu subconsciously expanded his body. Having once been called a demon, he did not want to be surpassed. However, the recovery speed of the evil in this world that was completely destroyed by the holy sword could only make him the same size as Roland at most.

"If this continues, I will die..."

Angola Mainyu realized the current situation, and after Roland recovered, the situation was reversed again.

Severely injured, it was unable to defeat the combined forces of the Holy Sword Master and Roland. However, facing Angra Mainyu's angry glare, Roland did not turn his gaze in his direction. Instead, he spread out his palm and looked at the dragon talisman that was already full of cracks and continuously emitting white light.

The essence of the power of the Holy Grail of Heaven that can realize the third salvation has been completely absorbed by this greedy talisman. With the help of the nature of the soul's perpetual motion machine, the source of eternal energy has finally regained its glory.

The dragon talisman floated from Roland's hand into the air, then exploded in a scattered white light. A dragon with a similar soul state to the Holy Lord, but its entire body made of flames, circled its body and slowly emerged from the white light.

"That is... a display of the power of the spell."

As the first pioneer to liberate the power of the talisman, Danic immediately recognized the truth of this scene, but it was different from the way he devoured Enkidu and then used the power of the Holy Grail to attach himself to the talisman and use the body of the Servant to place this power, which was similar to changing to a simpler sealing shell.

The seal of the spell was completely broken, and its power was restored to its peak. The proud posture was the best proof of this. As far as Danic knew, the only person who would be so deliberate and spend so much time studying how to release the divine power was that person.

"Great! My prize is getting closer!"

Matou Zouken was surrounded by a swarm of insects and flew into the air, looking at the free flame dragon with eager eyes. As it expected, the power of the third law was successfully swallowed up by the talisman, becoming a safer perpetual motion machine. Now, as long as it swallowed up this divine power, it would get the eternal life and powerful power it had always dreamed of!

At this critical moment, even though he knew that his Servants and the evil of this world were waiting covetously for him, Matou Zouken rushed towards the flying divine power with his true body like a gambler who was going all in.

The clone cannot bear the essence of this power, and even the servants cannot understand the unknown situation. He is the only one who knows that this divine power will be released. Now, taking advantage of this foresight, he has taken the lead!

The divine power seemed to be aware of this and took the initiative to fly in his direction, and soon rushed in front of him.

At this moment, even the shrewd Zouken Matou could not hide the joy on his face. He opened his arms, ready to welcome his new life.

"Burning divine power..."

"——It belongs to me!"

The huge claws tossed Zouken Matou and his swarm of insects aside like pushing away garbage. Roland walked forward and exposed his chest.

The Flame Dragon didn't even look at Matou Zouken, and flew into Roland's body like a swallow throwing itself into someone's arms.

In an instant, Roland's entire body was covered in golden light. The air moved without wind, creating cyclones that spread out and swept up everything around them.

Roland's pupils became brighter and brighter, and there seemed to be red lava flowing in the bottom of his eyes. Orange flames spread out from his eyes, condensing without dissipating. In the depths of the blood-red color, the mark of the dragon talisman also emerged.

"Roar--!"