You are very strong, but my painting style is better than yours!

"Don't call me berserker!"

With the sword of Ame-no-Kuroku on his shoulder, Iori strode into the Holy Grail: "As your Servant, my mission has been completed. Now I stand here with the will of 'Aizome Iori'."

"why?"

Sera murmured, "What on earth are you..."

"I'm here to save you. Isn't that obvious at a glance?" Iori smiled. "Come back with me, Sera."

"Iori... No!"

The boy's smiling face was reflected in the girl's eyes. Her vision was hazily covered by mist, and she showed a joyful smile with crystal tears in her eyes.

“Thank you, Iori, but this is not allowed… and it doesn’t make any sense.

Now we are just one step away from saving all of humanity. All the pain and sorrow from the beginning of time to the present day will disappear, and no one will be hurt anymore.

In comparison, the so-called "price" is insignificant. No one will remember an artificial person, and no one will be sad.

There is no meaning in me surviving, and no one would expect such an ending... This is enough, to see you at the end of my life, this is enough for me-"

"I'm not discussing this crap with you!"

Sera's hand was forcibly grabbed by Iori in a tough and irresistible manner.

"Insignificant? Who said that? Who approved of it?

I remember that woman named Sera von Einzbern, who was once my Master!

I'm also looking forward to a different ending!

Listen, no one in this world can decide the value of life, stop making such ridiculous remarks!

Sera, I didn’t ask you who you are, I asked you what kind of future you choose!”

"The future...can I have a future too?" Sera's lips trembled and she bit them lightly with her teeth.

“Give me orders, Iori!

You have the power to give me orders. As long as you tell me, I will have the courage to accept whatever the future may be!"

"no!"

Iori refused coldly: "You have to say it yourself, no one can make the decision for you!"

"I……"

"Choose now. Will you obey your destined death or betray the whole world?"

"betray……"

Sera murmured, "Betraying the desire to save all of humanity for personal desires?"

"Ha, that's it!" Iori smiled happily.

The boy's familiar face was reflected in her red eyes, and she felt his body temperature in her hands. Suddenly, she felt that nothing mattered.

As long as this hand doesn't let go... No, even then, she can survive with this momentary bond.

Not only for personal desire, but also for the expectation of another person, so——

"it is good!"

There was a gleam of light in the corner of Sera's eyes, and a relaxed and hearty smile that she had never had before appeared on her face.

"I want to... betray all of humanity!"

——Buzz!!!

Inside the witch's temple, a thick golden beam of light rose from the Holy Grail, and a complex magic array spread out in mid-air, quickly covering the entire temple.

"That is?!"

Inside the temple, whether it was the Master Fujimaru Ritsuka, or the many Heroic Servants who were fighting hard, they all raised their heads to look at this glorious and grand scene. Even the evil dragon Ladon's movements slowed down, as if affected by something.

Medea was originally trying to expel the divine power of thunder and lightning attached to her wound, and was now concentrating on observing the beam of light and the magic circle, but her brows were slightly furrowed, as if she had discovered something unexpected.

"The Holy Grail... why is this happening?" Mash said in disbelief. "Could it be that Miss Sera and the Berserker deceived us?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka remained silent and clenched his fists with a serious look on his face.

This is the end of the Holy Grail War.

[The Third Law: Cup of Heaven], start!

Chapter 152: Bite your teeth, beasts! (4K)

"No! The Greater Holy Grail belongs to us. Rather than having it taken away by others, I would rather destroy it!"

"Did someone get there first?"

The Eagle-winged Witch was furious when she saw this scene. She raised her hand to summon the staff again, pointed it at the golden beam of light and gave orders to the evil dragon.

"Kill them! Devour all the thieves who try to steal the gold, Ladon!"

"hold head high!!!"

The evil dragon burst out with powerful magic power, and the sound waves created translucent ripples in the air, which were like a steel wall that bounced away the servants fighting with it. The huge body made of machinery and rock also moved in the constantly spewing steam.

The angry and humiliated Eagle-winged Witch no longer considered the consequences. She didn't have any wishes to place on the Holy Grail anyway, and as a Servant she was not afraid of death. If she could get rid of all the annoying guys who were getting in her way, then it wouldn't matter if she was affected!

"Stop! Circe!" Medea didn't expect Circe to be so radical, but when she thought about it carefully, her aunt was indeed a person with an extreme personality... She began to regret working with her.

"It doesn't matter. Who do you think I am? I will control the scale and won't touch the Holy Grail!" The Eagle-winged Witch ignored Medea's persuasion and controlled Ladon to stretch his body to the extreme, releasing all the huge magic power in his body.

At this moment, not only the "Hundred Heads", but also powerful magic cannons comparable to anti-military treasures were fired from various parts of Ladon's body. The garden, Chaldea, the red servants, the platform - all hostile parties were regarded as targets of attack!

In Circe's opinion, Iori, who had seriously injured her, undoubtedly deserved to die, but the Master and other Servants of Chaldea were not good people either. If there had been no restraint from the garden and the servants, how could someone have taken advantage of the opportunity?

"Senior, be careful!"

Mashu stepped forward skillfully and decisively: "[The Ideal City That Is Already Distant]!"

"Big Sister! [Small World Surrounding Zhou Tian]!"

"My Lord is here!"

The City of Chaldea appeared in the holy light, protecting the flesh and blood of the Master of Chaldea. The other servants did not dare to be careless and released their own Noble Phantasms one after another.

In this chaos, there was no one guarding the platform. All that was seen was a series of destructive waves bombarding the towering platform. The hard rocks were instantly transformed into countless powders and dust under the impact of the energy, covering everything...

"The Holy Grail!" Amakusa, who was in the garden, saw this scene through magic and immediately became nervous.

"No, this is..."

When the dust settled, it was found that the Holy Grail was not destroyed as imagined, and there was not even a trace of damage.

Only half of the platform was shattered, but the destructive force stopped in front of the Holy Grail, as if there was an invisible wall blocking it, leaving only a smooth cut.

"The 81st Way of Binding: Cutting the Void."

A figure appeared in the light of the Holy Grail, walked calmly to the edge of the incision and drew out his sword, but after thinking for a moment, he put the sword back, as if he was planning to face the evil dragon empty-handed.

"berserker!"

Circe's eyes were wide open, and her excitement made the divine patterns on her wings shine.

"Go ahead! Ladon!"

"Ho ho ho ho!!!"

The hundred heads waving under the light were like demons enjoying a feast, bluish-white flashes lit up from Ladon's pupils. The one hundred pairs of pupils were like stars at this moment, and nothing could escape their detection.

heavy!

Extremely heavy!

Layer upon layer of pressure fell upon Iori, his body temperature was taken away in an instant, making him feel as if he had fallen into an icy cave, unable to move.

It is said that human beings' fear of certain sounds and objects is engraved in their genes, such as the hissing sound of a snake and the vertical pupils of inorganic matter. When hearing or looking at each other, they will involuntarily become nervous.

This is the primate instinct to seek benefits and avoid harm, and this instinct is reflected in mythology and becomes the supernatural powers of dragons, snakes, demons and monsters. Medusa, who can turn people into stone, is a typical example.

Ladon is undoubtedly one of the top evil dragons. No one can hide themselves under its eyes, and even servants will be intimidated.

When this binding force is superimposed a hundred times, it becomes a powerful curse comparable to the Petrifying Demon Eye!

"Roar!"

A dragon head swooped over, its slender neck made it look more like a big snake. It opened its mouth and swallowed Iori in one gulp!

boom--

Gravel flew everywhere, and Iori could no longer be seen at the spot.

"Successful?" Circe frowned, subconsciously feeling that it was not that simple.

Sure enough, the dragon head that "swallowed" Iori couldn't close no matter what. It could only swing around wildly and even hit the head next to it, as if something was stuck.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out that it was Iori who was standing between the upper and lower rows of sharp teeth. He did not use any weapons, but raised his hands and held them open purely with his physical strength!

"what!"

With one punch, the air began to fluctuate like a viscous liquid. The powerful force directly broke Radon's fangs, penetrated his bone marrow, and shattered his skull!

Amid the evil dragon's wailing, Iori jumped out lightly and kicked away the other dragon head that was chasing him.

hum!

back!

hold head high!

Burning beams of light, sharp fangs, invisible sound waves, the hundred-headed evil dragons were biting Iori madly, but the black-haired boy was calm and composed, moving between the dragon heads that were big enough to swallow a car. Every attack would inevitably cause the sound of broken bones and tendons in Ladon's body.

After a while, Karna and other servants had readjusted their formation, but now they were confused about the enemy situation and did not rush forward to help. Instead, they watched in amazement as Iori was able to fight the evil dragon with just physical skills.

"Ok?"

Realizing that his servants had recovered their fighting strength, Iori easily escaped the pursuit of the three dragon heads, leaped backwards, left a graceful trajectory, and landed steadily on the platform.

He didn't give the feeling that he was in a fighting state, but rather that he was in a state of fitness or physical examination, as if he was trying to figure out how far he could go.

The boy stepped on the hard soil and stone, his heart was beating strongly in his chest, and his burning blood was flowing throughout his body...

He did not immediately launch a second attack on the evil dragon, but closed his eyes and carefully felt this moment... He recorded the most subtle reactions of his body and deeply felt every change...

He opened his eyes and raised his hand in surprise. The loose sleeves of his death suit slipped down, revealing a part of his forearm. On his well-proportioned and graceful body, there was a wound with a bright red liquid flowing out!

It was only about four or five centimeters long and only injured the skin and flesh, without affecting the arteries, nerves and bones. It was not a serious injury even for ordinary people, let alone a "Death God" like Iori.

However, at this moment, Iori showed an incredible, curious, satisfied, and even somewhat joyful expression.

——Of course, he is not a masochist, and he does not have the quirk of feeling excited when being injured and bleeding.

He behaved this way because he felt "pain".

This is not something worth mentioning specifically. Although Servants and Grim Reapers are both spirits, they also have all the characteristics of "life". The body can have desires and naturally can feel pain.

However, there was still a difference after all… Iori couldn't explain it specifically, but the touch of a spirit and a flesh and blood body was definitely different.

Regarding this point, Iori can now give an absolutely credible answer——

Because what he felt was undoubtedly the pain of a flesh and blood body, of a "living person"!

The impression was so vivid that Iori couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth.

"Ha... bleeding... is this what it feels like to be 'alive'? Not bad."

This kind of excitement is difficult to describe to others. The throbbing and fighting desire intertwined and surged in my soul, causing all the pores on Iori's body to dilate, and his bones to creak. Every muscle was like a fully wound spring, ready to burst out with tremendous power at any time!

——It seems that this newly acquired body, like Iori, is eager to know everything about himself!

As it happens, what is most lacking here is a training object:

"Are you ready? Grit your teeth, you beast!"

Iori stood on the platform. Although he was not as tall as the evil dragon's hundred heads, anyone who saw him would think that he was looking down at everything.

"Roar!!!"

Perhaps because it was looked down upon, the evil dragon only left thirty heads to monitor Chaldea and the red servants, twenty to fight against the garden in the sky, and the remaining half opened their eyes wide, taking in the boy's arrogant figure.

hum! ! !