After all CGs are unlocked, Type-Moon's girlfriend comes to visit

After half of the thirteen seals were lifted, the holy sword in Alvin's hand turned into a shining sword that saved the stars.

Noticing the movement on the rooftop, servants from all sides subconsciously looked in the direction of the rooftop.

A golden beam of light pierced through the sky and earth. Feeling this magical power, Morgan le Fay couldn't help but mutter subconsciously, "Is he crazy?"

She knew exactly what it meant to surpass a servant's magical output.

Even though Alvin possesses the magic power given by the root, he is not truly connected to the root.

If Shajo Aige is directly connected to the source, then Alvin is indirectly receiving the magic power of the source...to put it bluntly, it's wifi.

There is an upper limit to the magic power possessed by a servant. Once the Noble Phantasm released by Alvin exceeds this limit, there may be a risk of disappearing.

What kind of enemy did he encounter that required him to use the Holy Sword of the Star?

"Is this Saber's true Noble Phantasm?"

Gilgamesh's scarlet eyes were fixed on the rooftop in the distance, and he seemed to be suddenly filled with interest.

He could feel that the power of the Noble Phantasm released by Alvin at this moment might far exceed the limit of what a servant could achieve.

However... after this time of using the Noble Phantasm, his magic power has almost reached its limit.

Thinking of this, Gilgamesh was about to set off, intending to go and see the battle on Saber's side for himself.

However, at this moment, a figure blocked his way.

Gilgamesh narrowed his eyes slightly, a hint of coldness in his scarlet pupils: "Caster... Your courage in standing before me is commendable, but do you understand the consequences?"

"No servant can get close to him now. That's all I know."

Altria spoke calmly, but the 'Staff of Selection' in her hand seemed to be suppressing terrifying magical power.

She didn't know if there was any hatred between Gilgamesh and Alvin, but one thing was certain: the servants on each side of the Holy Grail War had their own stance.

Even if there is no hatred between the two... there is no guarantee that the other party will secretly attack Alvin when approaching him.

"Is that so... you're worried about Saber and don't want anyone to disturb his battle? It seems my initial guess was correct. Are you indeed someone Saber knows?"

While Gilgamesh was guessing, he looked at Altria for a few times and said, "A relationship between superior and subordinate... or, lovers?"

"Never mind. This prince is not interested in your affairs... But since you dare to stand in front of this prince—"

As Gilgamesh spoke, he slowly raised his right hand.

The golden halo behind him suddenly lit up like ripples!

A delighted smile spread across his face. "As a token of appreciation for your courage, I will give you the reward you deserve!"

In an instant, countless treasures were suddenly launched from the king's treasure!

Seeing this, Mordred was about to step forward, but at this moment, a thunderous light suddenly erupted from the "chariot" in the distance.

The Conqueror King stood on his chariot, staring at Mordred, and said in a deep voice, "Lancer, if you're just going to stand by and watch, I won't intervene. But if you're planning on going two against one... then I can only help this golden fellow."

Although the Conqueror King looks rough, he is actually quite delicate. From the moment the caster appeared, he had already noticed something was wrong.

Because from Saber's reaction just now, it seems that he and Caster know each other... and as Archer said, the two have a close relationship.

Once they form an alliance... the situation of the Holy Grail War will be completely different.

Mordred snorted coldly, "Even if Archer hadn't happened... the outcome between us hasn't been decided yet, Rider."

If Alvin hadn't appeared just now, the battle between Mordred and the King of Conquerors might have already been decided.

Seeing that the King of Conquerors was actually provocative, Mordred's desire to win was aroused once again.

"Retreat first, Lancer."

However, before she could do anything, Kenneth, who had been hiding in the dark, finally spoke.

"Tonight's battle involves too many people... There's no need for us to get involved in this mess."

Mordred was stunned for a moment, and seemed a little unwilling: "But——"

"Lancer, don't forget that this is the Holy Grail War... Everything should be aimed at winning the Holy Grail War."

Kenneth said slowly: "Besides, I have a feeling... Saber's Master's death may not be that simple."

How could a magician who was connected to the root be killed so easily by a single bullet?

Although a magician's body is very fragile, Sajo Aika's performance tonight has already left an indelible impression in Kenneth's heart.

He had a hunch... perhaps there was something else behind Sajo Aika's death.

"If Saber is really in trouble, I can make an exception and let you help him this time." Kenneth continued.

Without knowing that Saber is Alvin, this can be considered a huge concession.

Although he was somewhat unconvinced, Mordred finally accepted his opinion reluctantly after hearing Kenneth's last words.

"In that case... then I'll just follow your instructions, Master."

……

The blazing light of the holy sword had completely engulfed Vortigern at this moment.

At this moment, Vortigern finally didn't dare to hold back any longer, and he suddenly opened his arms.

——The eyes of dreams that fell with the other side (Lie Like Vortigern).

This is the EX-class anti-world Noble Phantasm possessed by Vortigern.

The moment the treasure was released, his body quickly grew larger, until finally, it turned into a huge white dragon!

Its entire body was covered in hard and cold white scales, which shone with a frightening luster under the light of the Holy Sword of the Star.

White Dragon Vortigern! This was his true Noble Phantasm, transforming himself directly into the mythical white dragon to counter the fiery magic of the Holy Sword of the Stars.

Vortigern spread his wings like a giant whale and roared to the sky. His body seemed to be burned red by the golden holy sword, and the scales on his body burst into dazzling flames.

It faced the terrifying magic of the holy sword, chanting ancient prayers, and a black sun rose quietly behind it.

The appearance of the black sun seemed so strange under the night sky. When it appeared, it began to devour the space and the magic power in the holy sword at an astonishing speed.

In the past, Vortigern had used this method to devour the light of the holy sword... Not only the Sword of Promised Victory, but also the Holy Sword of the Sun in Gawain's hand was devoured by Vortigern.

Now, when facing the Holy Sword of the Star, he actually used the same trick... and actually succeeded in devouring the Holy Sword's brilliance!

Futigeng stared at the young man on the rooftop with his golden beast eyes, and a terrifying smile soon appeared on his face.

"You did surprise me a little, Alvin."

"Although I don't know how you obtained the Holy Sword of the Stars... but with your Servant body, even the most powerful Noble Phantasm cannot break the limits of what a Servant can do."

Normally, being a servant in the Holy Grail War was indeed a weakening for Alvin. What Vortigern said was right. Alvin could not exert the strongest power of the Holy Sword of the Stars at the moment.

only--

While Vortigern was speaking, the Noble Phantasm of the Holy Sword of the Stars was released once again.

Vortigern's pupils shrank slightly, and he quickly opened his mouth, with magic power gathering in his mouth.

But he was still a beat too slow to react. The golden magic of the Holy Sword of the Stars exploded in its condensation, stirring up a violent gust of wind, carrying the fiery magic that seemed to distort the air, and slammed into Vortigern's body.

The dragon's bones made a series of explosions, and the scorching heat made Vortigern roar deafeningly. It quickly fell from the sky, and its broken and charred scales were covered with blood.

"This... is this really something a servant can do?" Hisau Maiya couldn't believe her eyes.

The assassin hiding in the dark was also in disbelief. He knew that without the master's magic power, the servant's magic power would also be greatly reduced, not to mention that Alvin had already used the Holy Lance once before.

On the other side, Vortigern fell straight to the ground. His body had already been burned into a bloody mess by the light of the holy sword. He was gasping for breath, and his eyes were full of hatred when he looked at Alvin... and fear hidden deep in his eyes.

At first he thought Alvin was just trying to scare him. After all, without the magic power supply from the master, if Alvin released the Noble Phantasm continuously, he might be eliminated from the Holy Grail War due to magic power exhaustion.

Compared to him, Alvin was more like a berserker. He hadn't considered the consequences at all and had even begun preparing to release the Holy Sword of the Stars for the third time!

"Crazy... This guy is absolutely crazy!"

At this moment, Futigeng had already begun to think of retreating.

But at this moment, he suddenly saw a hint of fatigue in Alvin's eyes under the mask for a moment.

It was obvious that even for Alvin, releasing Noble Phantasms continuously was a huge burden for him.

If you want to kill him... this might be the best chance.

Futigeng's eyes flickered slightly, and soon as if he had thought of something, he dragged his already seriously injured body and turned around and quickly flew towards the rooftop where Emiya Kiritsugu was.

At this moment on the rooftop, a man in a black windbreaker had a rather gloomy expression.

Seeing Sajo Aika hang up the phone, Emiya Kiritsugu quickly turned his head in the cold wind and looked in the direction of Einzbern Castle.

"whispering sound……"

Soon, Emiya Kiritsugu's pupils suddenly became much darker.

In this Holy Grail War, he was fighting for his ideals. For this ideal, he had sacrificed so much along the way... Now he absolutely could not allow any mistakes to happen.

If something really happened to Irisviel... that would mean that the Berserker, having lost its supply of magic power, would also be eliminated from this Holy Grail War.

Was he more worried about Irisviel, or was he more worried about being 'eliminated' from the Holy Grail War... Emiya Kiritsugu himself couldn't tell, and he didn't have the mind to think about these questions right now.

I must find Alice as soon as possible...

But if you meet Saber's Master... can you really win?

Recalling the fighting power displayed by Sajo Aika and Matou Zouken in their battle not long ago, Emiya Kiritsugu couldn't help but take a deep breath and try to stay calm as much as possible.

Now we can only hope that Berserker can end the battle as soon as possible...

As the White Dragon of Britain, Einzbern Castle spent a lot of time and resources to summon him this time.

With his extraordinary power...even if his opponent is Saber, it shouldn't be difficult to end the battle quickly—

As this thought flashed through his mind, he suddenly heard a deafening explosion.

The two servants' figures collided with each other as fast as meteors, then bounced off each other and fell to the ground.

Before they even touched the ground, the floor had already shattered rapidly, and the thin magic power in the real world was completely absorbed by Alvin. On the other side, the scales on the surface of Vortigern's body had already been shattered.

They are all white dragons, but Alvin is the new king who has absorbed the power of Vortigern. Even without the master's magic supply, the Holy Sword of the Star is enough to make Vortigern fear him.

"Why are you doing this, Alvin?"

Vortigern forced himself to support himself and stared at Alvin: "Do you know what the biggest difference between you and me is?"

He stared into Alvin's eyes and said slowly, "Master."

"As long as I have the Master's magical power and the strengthening of the Command Spells... the final winner will definitely be me."

Like a victor looking down on the defeated, Vortigern smiled. "If you keep fighting... you'll definitely lose, Alvin."

He is different from Alvin. With Irisviel as his master, he can at least ensure that he will not be defeated due to the loss of magic power supply.

Moreover... he still has three 'Command Spells' that can enhance his power.

Vortigern landed beside Emiya Kiritsugu and said in a tone that brooked no argument: "Let the Master use the Strengthening Command Spell on me."

"..."

After he finished speaking, Emiya Kiritsugu remained silent.

After an indeterminate amount of time of silence, he whispered, "Alice...she's missing."

Missing… ?

The smile on Vortigern's face gradually froze.

But before he could figure out what was going on, he suddenly felt the power of a Command Spell quietly descending upon his body.

At the same time, a clear and pleasant voice came to his ears.

"Kill yourself...berserker."

Chapter 117 Matou Sakura: Become my Servant, Saber

The Command Spell, with its coercive force, quietly descended upon Vortigern's body.

For a moment, the former king of Britain suddenly had an urge to commit suicide.