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

Therefore, the fighting opportunity only lasts for a moment!

"Order it with a command curse!"

Ruler used two extremely precious Command Seals without hesitation - this would make her lose the means to check and balance the berserker, but defeating Ibuki Douji was obviously more important than this.

"Real name: Susanoo. Release your divine sword and slay the evil dragon here!"

"—!"

Ibuki Douji's pupils suddenly shrank, and his sharp teeth bit against each other, making a squeaking sound of metallic friction. His already tall and strong body swelled even more at this moment.

--boom!

Before the battle flag broke, Jeanne withdrew her treasure, but the aftermath alone was enough to defeat her despite her amazing endurance, and her body flew backwards involuntarily.

But soon she fell into a strong arm, and the rippling water vapor deflected the fierce lightning with soft yet tenacious power, and the surrounding space was filled with a hazy blue light.

"This is……"

Jeanne looked up and saw the boy's serious and calm expression.

A pair of dark eyes now glowed with rainbow light, reflecting the appearance of the Yaki Goddess. He held the Holy Girl with one hand to protect her from the aftermath, while the other hand tightly grasped the Sword of Ame Murakumo, pouring endless magic power into it.

With the rapidly increasing strength of his spiritual base and the blessing of two Command Spells, an unprecedented feeling came to his heart. At this moment, he even thought that he could do anything!

If it were an ordinary warrior, he would have been overwhelmed by the swelling power, but Iori was still clear-headed at the moment:

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and the entire battle has been building up to this moment!

The combination of Yamata no Orochi and Ibuki Douji is beyond the limit of what the servants can handle. Even if the red and black camps join forces to attack, it is difficult to defeat them. And if it is just Iori alone, then this will also be an extremely difficult test.

If Vlad III had not held the tail, if King Arthur and Karna had not led away Ibuki's incarnation, and if Joan of Arc had not blocked the devastating blow, then this crusade would never have been completed.

But when many servants become Iori's helpers, share his pressure and pave the way for him, they can also create the possibility of success.

In this case, then as a Servant, as a hero, as a "Susanoo", please respond to this expectation!

——The Thunder Emperor is here!

"Eight!"

Dazzling lightning burst out from the armor on Iori's left hand, and even the aftermath of the treasure released by Kusanagi's sword was attracted to it and turned into its nutrients.

Ibuki was shocked to find that although he was the one who released the magic power, he actually lost to Iori in terms of control!

"Qi!"

The divine sword lost its original color and shape, turning into a silver-white blade of light, tearing through space in Iori's hand. Eight simultaneous slashes crisscrossed each other like a blooming lotus.

——【Yakita's Raging Wave】!

The lightning and the power of the waves merged with each other, and the fierce momentum of the eight slashes was like an eight-headed giant snake, which should have destroyed everything in sight like a natural disaster, but at this moment it converged into a line, cutting through all fluctuations and realms with the sword edge!

Zheng! Zheng! Zheng! Zheng!

Hands, shoulders, abdomen, feet - eight parts of the body were cut open mercilessly. The strong body that could shake the mountains and rivers was as fragile as sand at this moment, and had no power to resist the slaughter of the magic sword.

A few thin lines flashed across his pair of snake pupils, and Ibuki Douji, with a shocked face, was torn into pieces like a puppet in an instant!

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

She hasn't given up yet!

The right arm is still connected to the body, and in his hand he still holds the magic sword that can cut gold and jade.

Legend has it that after biting someone, snakes will not let go even if their heads are chopped off, and even if Ibuki is defeated, he will drag his enemy into the same hell as himself!

"go to hell!"

The divine sword as tall as a person tore through the air. Ibuki Douji smiled grimly. She gave up all her defenses and chopped towards Iori's head with the determination to die together.

Clang!

The two swords of Ame-kurokumo collided with each other—

Ka!

Ibuki Douji was slightly distracted, she actually saw a crack appear on her supreme sword!

how can that be!

How could a divine sword with the same origin as her lose to someone else with the strength of her spiritual foundation!

She inherited the blood of the Yamata no Orochi, and no one is more qualified than her to wield this...

Do not!

Yes!

There is someone who can get the recognition of the sword more than her, and whose priority is even higher than the Yamata no Orochi itself, that is the name that the ruler called before -

"Susanoo!"

Ibuki Douji screamed loudly: "You despicable——"

Zheng!

Tian Kusanagi cut off the evil sword, and the sharp blade gently scratched Ibuki Douji's throat, and a line of blood quietly emerged~

Snapped!

When Ibuki Douji's head fell to the ground, the world was silent for a moment.

But even so, Ibuki did not die completely. Instead, he stared at Iori with his eyes full of anger and unwillingness.

"The three great gods actually hid their names!"

"Huh? Don't you know that Susano is the god of cunning?"

Iori looked him in the eye calmly: "Besides, when did you develop the illusion that I was the Lord of the Nippon Takeru?"

"you--"

Ibuki was speechless for a moment, suddenly remembering that the boy in front of him had indeed never acknowledged his identity.

But according to common sense, Susanoo will never appear in the Holy Grail War!

After all, what does a god-level being need the Holy Grail for?

If you think about it carefully, if she had not stolen the Rhine Gold and ambushed Siegfried, but only used the Golden Fleece to strengthen herself, and developed in the direction of becoming a demon instead of a Son of God... Susanoo would not have had the opportunity to liberate his spiritual base.

"I'm so disappointed... I've already prepared everything... but I still can't overturn my own legend?"

After figuring out the cause and effect of the matter, Ibuki said self-deprecatingly: "It would be better to say that what I did was actually in line with your wishes?"

"...Honestly, it was beyond my expectations."

Iori said sincerely: "Until just now, I was not absolutely sure of winning - your spiritual base is too large."

"But now they have all become nutrients for 'heroes', just like what happened before... But this is not the end, berserker... and ruler."

"What did you say?" Joan of Arc came back to her senses. Now that she had dealt with Ibuki-douji, the Yamata-no-Orochi had not yet woken up. With the combined efforts of many servants, they could definitely "send it back".

But the crisis should have been overcome, so why didn't the uneasiness in her heart decrease at all?

"I'm not the only one who has ulterior motives in this Holy Grail War. And unlike a straightforward person like me, those smiling guys are the most dangerous... Well, I can't say too much, otherwise it will affect the contract."

"Contract? What contract? Do you have a collaborator?!"

Jeanne clenched her fists. "Who is it? Servant or Master?"

Ibuki Douji didn't pay any attention to Jeanne's words. He just looked at Iori and grinned, "Forget it this time. I won't be fooled next time... Hey, you're much more handsome than I thought..."

The son of the snake god disappeared in a flash of light, but Iori frowned.

The next moment, the jade-white scales of the Yamata no Orochi turned gray, and its huge body gradually turned to stone...

"Something's not right." Iori looked down at the petrified Yamata-no-Orochi, then looked towards the place where Ibuki-douji disappeared, his eyes becoming sharp.

"Rheingold!"

-

"I got it. It cost me one Command Seal."

In a workshop filled with steel machinery and steam, as well as dragon-toothed soldiers and puppets, a perfect combination of technology and magic, the witch who hid her elf-like beauty turned around, holding something in her hand.

What is worrying is that, although she is just a Servant, she now has bright red Command Seals on the back of her hand - and there are more than three strokes!

"A medium tempered with the life of an evil dragon is a rare treasure even in our time. I guess even the gods would be tempted by it."

"Now we can summon the strongest beast at any time."

Another girl with wings on her back sat on the railing and chuckled, "As expected of Medea, she actually figured this out early. The contract she signed with the assassin really came in handy."

Circe!

This Caster from the Red Camp actually appeared in the most important forbidden area of ​​the Thousand Worlds Tree, the magic workshop where the Holy Grail was placed!

Medea, the nominal owner of this place, did not react at all to Circe's presence, as if this was a very common thing.

"What's the situation with the black berserker?" the eagle-winged girl continued to ask.

Medea glanced at him and said, "Are you doubting my ability in potions?"

"I just think I'm better at this, and I want to help you." Circe chuckled, "Don't be so wary of me. We are now inseparable allies."

"A woman who chooses to betray simply because she was looked down upon actually wants me to trust you?"

"Only in this matter, I don't want to be blamed by you, Medea."

Circe seemed very proud: "But, in this way, those guys should be able to understand."

"what?"

"How terrible it would be to offend a woman...haha!"

“……”Medea was silent.

She didn't think she was a good person, but she wouldn't do evil unless necessary. Her aunt Circe was different...

"By the way, that assassin is quite capable. Did you expect this result?"

“How is it possible… I didn’t expect her to cause such a big fuss. I thought she would just stir up trouble, but she ended up offending everyone… Fortunately, we signed a contract when we borrowed the Golden Fleece. If she fails, all the inheritance, including the Master and the Holy Relics, will be at my disposal.

Unfortunately, Ruler was right next to me, and posed too much of a threat, so I had to expend an extra Command Seal to summon the remains... but it was worth it.

As long as we complete the construction of the 'labyrinth', this Holy Grail War will be over!"

Medea turned her head to look at the giant golden container in the center of the workshop, the miracle crystal known as the "Great Holy Grail", and a confident smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

And what she held in her hand was a golden heart that was beating continuously with snake patterns engraved on its surface!

What I wrote last night was a bit simple. Based on the suggestions of many readers, I made "some" additions to the previous chapter, changed the style of the decisive battle, and modified the bug that made it not so impressive.

When I think about it carefully, Yaqi Nu Tao is just a sword skill plus magic release similar to Yan Fan and Bai Tou. It is indeed not authentic to end the battle with a normal attack.

Readers who have already read the book in advance, if you feel you have not read enough, you can refresh the previous chapter by clicking the refresh button in the upper right corner.

I personally think it's still worth reading, because the original 5K chapters became 7K after the revision...

After revising this chapter, I feel excited and more motivated~ Welcome everyone to continue to give suggestions so that I can write better~

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Chapter 136: Myth CG and Rewards (4K)

【CG included】

[The Taming of the Yamata-no-Orochi]

Category: Mythology

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Rewards at a glance:

【Evil Spirit Yaqi】

(Anti-personnel Noble Phantasm, Passive)

·Divine power granting & divinity enhancement (water, thunder).

This extremely special protection will improve the human body, allowing it to develop into a more perfect state, and will also enhance attributes such as magic and physical resistance.