Type-Moon, I, Matou Sakura, rewrite my destiny

And as the servants died one after another.

The light of this pseudo-holy grail will undoubtedly grow brighter until it is completely completed and becomes a wish-granting machine.

No one knew that just as the Holy Grail was entering the countdown to completion, a winged centipede broke through the soil next to the Holy Grail and transformed into Matou Zouken.

"Hehehe... little monster from the Tohsaka family, you would never have thought that I still have a trick up my sleeve... soon, soon I will be able to realize my wish..."

The sky above the Miyuan River.

As more and more Demon Pillars gathered, the strength of the Demon Pillars and Solomon continued to grow stronger.

The master and the servant are naturally complementary. Gilgamesh, who has opened the star of omniscience and omnipotence, knows very well that if he continues to allow scum like the Demon Pillar to enter his courtyard, he will probably end up facing the complete form of Solomon.

With a loud bang, the demon light beams, which continued to increase in intensity and density, finally broke through the interception net created by the treasure of King Gilgamesh and the Star of Omniscience and Omnipotence.

As one of the wings of the Sky Boat was shattered by the light emitted by the Demon Pillar.

Gilgamesh's face became increasingly ugly. He angrily jumped off the Sky Boat and then released it.

A golden point of light fell towards Solomon below.

As if they had sensed the danger, a large number of Demon Pillars began to expand rapidly as the golden light fell. Then they stretched out their expanded, huge and strong bodies to block the path of the golden light.

"Humph~ stupid bastard."

No one knew what kind of treasure Gilgamesh had used. Just as Gilgamesh, with a livid face, stood in the sky with his arms folded across his chest, continuously releasing various treasures shot out from the King's Treasury, while staring closely at Solomon who was also looking at him, the golden light spot, as if it did not exist, went straight through several demon pillars that tried to block it with their bodies.

With a loud bang, flames shot out and the whole city was filled with the smell of meat.

The ancient nuclear bomb, which was equivalent to a small tactical nuclear warhead, exploded in the center of a dozen demon pillars, with Solomon's head as the center.

Facing the dazzling light produced by the ancient nuclear bomb explosion, Altria stood on the river at the edge of the battlefield, quietly collecting information and waiting for the opportunity.

Relying on her extraordinary intuition, she was able to capture this opportunity that could decide the outcome of the battle.

The holy sword was raised high once again, and the light of victory illuminated her once again.

In the light of the nuclear explosion, the inconspicuous Artoria began to frantically drain Kotomine Kirei's magic power and swung the holy sword in her hand with all her strength.

A torrent of holy light flows out.

Perhaps in the eyes of others, Altria's actions were a blasphemy against this holy light...

But Artoria, who is a 'Holy King' and a 'Saint' and thinks in this way, is by no means blasphemous... because this is the light of her, Artoria!

Solomon raised his hand and held up a magic shield. At this moment, he was isolating the nuclear explosion through magic. He suddenly turned his head in surprise, and then quickly raised his other hand.

Boom...A torrent of light rushed past, and the demon pillars that were hit along the way began to wail one after another.

Compared with the ancient nuclear bomb, it seems that the holy light released by Altria has greater lethality to the Demon Pillar.

"Gilgamesh!"

Dragging his wounded body, he gritted his teeth and maintained the release of his Noble Phantasm with all his strength.

This moment is undoubtedly the best opportunity. Facing Solomon who has to resist the ancient nuclear explosion while defending the Sword of Promised Victory, it is impossible for him to defend against Gilgamesh's trump card at this time.

However... despite such a great situation, Gilgamesh gave up.

Gilgamesh glared at Altria with disgust. During this period, he was still quite willful. Although he did not do anything irrational because Altria interfered in his battle.

But he completely ignored the opportunity in front of him.

"Knight King, this is my battle!"

"Asshole.....Do you know what you are talking about!"

He looked at Gilgamesh angrily, knowing that the Holy Grail would be within his grasp if he could just defeat Solomon.

Can......

Indifferent, no matter how angry Artoria was, Gilgamesh remained indifferent.

Angry, disappointed, annoyed...

Seeing that the victory was within her grasp, Artoria glared at Gilgamesh fiercely, took back the Sword of Promised Victory, and watched the Demon Pillar gradually recovering in the aftermath of the nuclear explosion. She quickly evacuated the river before the Demon Pillar's counterattack arrived.

The fire was raging on one side of the river.

Marisbury touched the blood on his cheek, holding a meteorite that was constantly squirming like a crystal sea urchin in his hand, and smiled as he pushed down Berserker, whose sword was about to fall on his head.

"It's just a Servant summoned illegally whose combat power cannot be fully exerted... but it can force me to use my outer power..."

Turning his head, he saw Kotomine Kirei, who had several bloody holes on his body and only a few Command Seals left in his hands.

Marisbury, who single-handedly defeated Kotomine Kirei and Berserker with the help of the strange meteorite in his hand, suddenly stopped sighing and calmly put away the strange meteorite in his hand, which seemed to be alive.

After putting away the meteorite, Marisbury did not rush to deal with Kotomine Kirei, who had completely lost his combat effectiveness. Instead, he looked at the battlefield on the river while using magic to heal the insignificant wound on his cheek.

"Why don't you kill me..."

"There is no special reason. I just found you very interesting while observing you.... And my Servant also wants to have a good fight to say goodbye to the past..."

61. Ending.....Winner....

One, two...

A total of seventy-two demon pillars were finally summoned by Solomon from his inherent barrier to this world.

Although most of them were chopped and blown into pieces by Gilgamesh.

But as long as Solomon is fine, these demon pillars cannot be completely killed. Even if Gilgamesh kills the demon pillars of this world, Solomon will be able to revive and summon them out quickly from his own inherent barrier - the Temple of Solomon.

So instead of letting Solomon waste a little time summoning the intact Demon Pillar.

Gilgamesh would rather kill them half-dead and let them recover slowly.

Turning his head to take a look at the battlefield near the bridge, Gilgamesh immediately saw Kotomine Kirei lying on the ground miserably.

"You are so incompetent, Kirei... But since you are just a casual clown, I will not offend you if you can do this."

Gilgamesh said this calmly, and now there was no anger or impatience on his face anymore, and he smiled.

Then Gilgamesh raised his hand and took out a pot of fine wine and two golden wine glasses from the king's treasury.

Then he walked through the hideous and strange demon pillars that gave people a strong sense of oppression like mountains, and walked straight in front of Solomon on the air.

Looking at Gilgamesh, who was standing slightly taller than himself.

Solomon, who ordered the Demon Pillar to stop its attack, also stood up from the throne with a smile and came to Gilgamesh.

"One last drink?"

"Of course, after all you have the best wine here."

He reached out and took the wine glass and wine jug that Gilgamesh handed to him.

In response to Gilgamesh's embarrassing little actions, Solomon smiled knowingly, took the initiative to fill Gilgamesh's glass, and then filled his own.

After drinking the wine in the glass in one gulp, the two smiled at each other.

In the aftertaste of the fine wine brewed by the gods, the two seemed to be aware of each other's thoughts.

"I have been defeated. I have been defeated by a lackey like you. I will also hand over the insignificant cup to you."

"Gilgamesh, you are just restricted by your spiritual base and the master... After all, your trump cards have not been used yet!"

"What an unpleasant pair of eyes...Solomon lost, and I will never deny my failure...If you can't even accept a small failure...then Enkidu...forget it, why am I talking to you about this, come on!"

Gilgamesh threw off his armor and revealed his strong and beautiful upper body.

Seeing Gilgamesh's action, Solomon also threw away his coat.

Revealing beneath the coat were his neat outfit and the strong muscles on his arms.

Fist to fist, foot to foot.

These are two kings who recognize each other and enjoy the purest battle in the most primitive way.

After all, enemies can be found everywhere, but opponents who can recognize each other... are very rare.

Punch after punch, each one hitting the flesh.

Gilgamesh and Solomon seemed to have not experienced such a refreshing and pure battle for a long time.

Although both of them were beaten with blood in their faces, they both had happy smiles on their faces.

Just as these two ancient kings were beating each other with punch after punch, enjoying the most manly fight.

The burning river.

A holy sword was placed on Marisbury's neck at some point.

"Give me...Give me the Holy Grail..."

Facing the holy sword that Altria held on his neck, Marisbili was not at all timid. Instead, he boldly looked directly into Altria's emerald green eyes that were almost broken.

Slowly raising his hand, he gently pushed away the holy sword on his neck. Marisbili stared into Altria's eyes with a smile on his face and spoke sincerely.

"No problem, I can give you the Holy Grail... but not now!"

"Are you kidding me?"

He pressed the holy sword back to its original position and pressed it against Marisbilly's neck.

Just now, just one step away from obtaining the Holy Grail, Altria roared at Marisbury almost madly.

"Give me the Holy Grail...I cannot let their sacrifice go to waste...I can do better, I can do better...Yes I can..."

"I'm sorry, Your Excellency King Arthur, I can't promise to give you the Holy Grail now, but 20 years later, there will be another Holy Grail War in this city... I can help you stay in this world... let you participate in that Holy Grail War, and I guarantee that you will win!"

She bit her lips tightly and her hands began to tremble uncontrollably.

Finally, Altria slowly put down the holy sword in her hand.

"Price...what price do you want me to pay?"

"You need to serve me for the next twenty years and cooperate with my research..."

"Okay, contract, you must sign a contract with me!"

After forming an alliance with Gilgamesh, Artoria had to watch herself miss the chance to obtain the Holy Grail, so naturally she would no longer believe in verbal promises.

"No problem, I can sign a contract with you..."

Having said that, Marisbury walked up to Kotomine Kirei, raised his hand and took off the five remaining Command Seals on his hand, and then tore off a piece of cloth from Kotomine Kirei's clothes.

He took out a Command Seal and at the same time reached out to collect blood from Kotomine Kirei's wound.

Based on the magic power in the Command Seal, a self-enforced certificate was written on the spot by Marisbury.

After signing his name without hesitation, Marisbury handed the self-compulsory certificate to Altria.

After glancing over the terms of the self-compulsory document, although she was still somewhat unwilling, she knew that she had no other choice in order to obtain the Holy Grail, so she still signed her name on the self-compulsory document...

After a long time.

At nightfall, on the banks of the Miyuan River, the winner of the Holy Grail War, Marisbili, was looking into the distance with Solomon and Altria...

The fire caused by the battle was still burning fiercely. Standing on the river bank in the center of the fire and looking around, it seemed as if the entire Fuyuki City was burning.

"Come on, let's go see the Holy Grail..."

With a hint of impatience, Altria quickly followed Marisbury's footsteps.

However, Solomon, who put on the burqa again and had recently helped Marisbilly to allow Altria to stay in the world and fulfill his wish through the Uruk Cup, shook his head.

"No, let's say goodbye here...I will bother you again when I can't live anymore."

"That's fine...So...Buromani Achiman, my door is always open for you..."

62. Star-made Holy Grail, restraint and wish making...

Next to the pseudo Holy Grail that was about to take shape, Wang Hassan, whose body was almost transparent, walked step by step towards Matou Zouken, whose face was full of fear and unwillingness, with a ferocious sword in his hand.

He retreated in fear until he was blocked by a solid rock wall...

Matou Zouken, with a ferocious and resentful expression, did not fail to try to resist...

But facing Wang Hassan, even if Wang Hassan is about to self-disappear...what's the use of Matou Zouken's resistance?