Gilgamesh's figure fell downward in surprise, but the sword light like the morning sun followed her figure closely.

The golden streamer illuminated the faces of the two people, and in an instant, countless sonorous sword sounds were heard in the air.

Countless treasures crumbled under the broken blade, fragile as tissue paper, scattered and splattered.

Sacrificing dozens of Phantasms, Gilgamesh's figure finally fell to the ground, staggering back, eyes fixed on the broken blade in Saber's hand.

"That sword ......"

It looks like an antiquity that has survived thousands of years, but it has slashed countless cold and shining blades; Obviously there is no magic in it, but he destroys his own flying boat.

It's not the sword that's strong, it's ...... saber！？

"No need to look any further, this sword is the proof of my royal power." Saber walked towards her with the broken blade: "Where this sword is, is my territory. With this sword, I stand on the land of the British, and with this sword, I will win! ”

This is the golden sword of victory, and its strength lies not in itself, but in the possession of King Arthur.

The strong magic that was wrapped around him at the moment was proof that the moment he grasped it, he broke through his own limits, and even Gawain, who was holding the sword of reincarnation victory at noon, could not defeat him.

Behind the lonely knight king stands the authority bestowed upon him by the world, the fame he has accumulated over thousands of years of history, and the ideal way to move forward even if he has nothing.

The sound of breaking the sky exploded, and among the countless fierce firing treasures, the light of the mutilated blade was constantly flashing, slashing, and advancing.

Without sprinting or running, in the face of the torrential rain of infinity treasures, Saber stepped forward slowly, and every slash of the broken blade in his hand was like a storm, and countless treasures were slashed and swept away in a sharp collision.

In his body, the blood of the red dragon of Pendora Gen was burning, as if a giant dragon had fallen from the sky, unstoppable!

In the shattered flash of the Infinity Treasure, Gilgamesh's expression changed from shock to pleasure, and finally to bitter indifference and arrogance: "Do you want to take my surname?" Even this kind of bastard, who has nothing, can go ahead of this king......"

"Then like a rider, screaming Saber!" A low roar came from beside her, and in her hand, a scarlet Noble Phantasm emerged from the void, as if the axis of the world was slowly spinning.

"I give you the glory of dying by the sword of perverseness!"

Her red eyes locked on Saber's moving figure, and her palm slammed down, as if the world was turned upside down, everything was shattered, and the light of destruction poured out from the sword of perverseness.

"Heaven and earth obediently leave the opening star!"

There was a magnificent sound of collapse in the void, and the layers of wind crushed each other like boulders, eventually turning the entire ruin into fluttering dust.

And in that shattered flash, a vague figure loomed. Approaching in the midst of collapse, the last light of the broken blade shattered, and the figure of the King of Knights rushed out of the wind layer, his face cold and angry.

Brilliant light surged from the golden sword of victory, a level of magic that even Gilgamesh could not resist.

The final destruction was imminent, but Gilgamesh smiled at realization.

"That's what it is...... Is the end of this king? ”

The light of victory flickered, and Gilgamesh's golden armor shattered, blood splattered, and his body flew upside down with a tremendous momentum, sliding a long mark on the ground.

The gasping Saber staggered forward, the impact of the Sword of Departure leaving a wound on his body, but the resolute light in his eyes was not extinguished.

He looked down at Gilgamesh in a pool of blood, and the Queen's armor had been shredded, leaving only a shocking wound.

Hit hard to the limit, Gilgamesh was completely defeated.

"I want to ...... Do you want to take my last name? Gilgamesh gasped and raised her jaw, there was no fear in her scarlet eyes, only indifferent calmness, thinking back to the light that pierced her, she smiled contentedly: "What a wonderful light......

The severed blade of the golden sword of victory lay across her neck, but it did not cut off.

"The virtue of a knight does not kill the dying." Saber turned around expressionlessly, staggering toward the depths of the fire.

Gilgamesh laughed and lay down among the ruins, looking up at the stars in the sky, "I don't look like a king until the end, Saber." ”

Footsteps rang out from the ruins, and Surrogate troops armed with black keys and magic costumes emerged from the darkness, looking at Gilgamesh with a grim face approaching.

Even the slightest danger must be eliminated, and the order is to cleanse the land thoroughly, so that there will be no room for wavering.

Gilgamesh pouted them out of the corner of his eye, like looking at a wild dog that smelled death: "Grow away, bastard, and don't disturb the king to enjoy the beauty of this hell." ”

The sound of the arrow breaking through the air came, and the surging magic power emerged from the darkness, turning into a scarlet arrow breaking through the air, and on the top of the arrow, the character of the ring-shaped Zhong Ziwen was entwined - the empty spell.

After piercing the bodies of dozens of people, the arrows of magical power exploded, engulfing the survivors in the aftermath.

Then several arrows burst through the air, turning all those who dared to covet Gilgamesh's life into corpses.

The last thing to come out of the darkness was the beginning of summer with a hasty look in his eyes.

Along the way, I don't know how many battles he encountered, his body was already full of various wounds, and his eyes were wandering.

Stepping on the corpse of the Walker, he put away the longbow made of C-futuristic cards. Looking at the wound on Gilgamesh's chest, he subconsciously raised his right hand.

"Spells? Ahem, it's useless......" Gilgamesh raised his eyes and looked at his master: "This king is about to return, why do you show such a sad expression?" ”

Xia Chu sat weakly on the ground, smiling bitterly as if he was laughing at himself: "Delusion is shattered, my freedom is really fragile and pitiful." ”

"I have given so much and want to live...... Isn't that enough......" He put his hands in his sideburns, and his face stained with black ash looked like he was crying or laughing at himself.

"Want to live? Such a superficial idea is really for you, my clown. ”

Gilgamesh looked at the bruised beginning of summer.

Her body was about to dissipate, but she smiled playfully: "You made me so happy before I left." ”

"Do you have what it takes to survive this hell?" Gilgamesh threw the thing in his hand on him: "What was given to you." ”

"Prove to me whether your so-called courage and will really have the qualifications to fulfill your promise."

"After I'm gone, let's put on a final show."

―――――――――― the fire and black smoke could not hide the golden light, and the King of Knights was heading towards the Holy Grail.

Saber, who had escaped from the bombardment of the Sword of Deviation, propped up his bruised body until he saw the final hurdle that stood in his way.

As if possessing the ability of foreknowledge, Saber's body suddenly took two steps back, and under the intuition of extreme precision, an arrow that broke through the air was flashed, piercing the earth beside him, and suddenly violent.

A red figure appeared in the midst of the flames, and the Arya's Walker put away the longbow in his hand, his short pale hair standing up like a needle.

After failing to descend with the Holy Grail, Alayah once again brought him back to the land from the distant future.

"The sneak attack really failed...... Long time no see, Saber. ”

Black and white blades appeared out of thin air in his hands, revealing a helpless smile: "No, I think the future of me and you has disappeared with the collapse of this land." ”

"Huh?" Saber couldn't understand his words, and his dusty face always had a determined expression, and the broken blade was raised: "Get out of the way, or die." ”

"Alayah really gave me a drudgery this time." The man with a helpless smile raised the weapon in his hand: "There's no way, in this time and space, it's the first time I'm blocking in front of you, right?" ”

Facing the indifferent Knight King, his smile finally retracted, revealing outright indifference, and reported his name: "Primate Restraint, Guardian. Emiya Shirou, participate! ”

In order to stop the spread of the disaster and put an end to this Holy Grail War that has gone beyond the scope, the embodiment of restraining power is finally dispatched again!

Somewhere outside the battlefield, the battle continued, and the roar of a pildriver at work could be heard in the ruins.

Unaware that his adopted son, who no longer exists in the future, is standing in the way of his victory, he has already attracted all the attention of the powerful enemy in front of him.

Armed with a huge amount of weaponry, after he had killed ten surrogates, the Templar's highest force, the Burial Agency, had finally been dispatched.

A blue-haired nun resembling a maiden, with countless black keys hidden under her robes, and a surrogate with the surname of Death's ancestor, Roa, appears in the hall.

How to describe the collapse of Emiya Kiritsuji in an instant? It's like, devastating!

In the hands of the silent maiden, the black keys of the attached magic shot like a torrential rain, shattering the earth and the wreckage, and even nailing his body through twice.

In her hands, the power of the black keys was increased to the point that it was difficult for Yan Feng Qili to reach, and the black keys attached to the 'Cremation Ceremony' almost burned Emiya Kiritsugu into a humanoid torch.

If it weren't for the scabbard constantly healing his body in his body, he would have been dismembered by the seemingly harmless nun.

Powerful enemies don't make Emiya Kiritsugu feel tricky, and countless enemies in his life have more strength than him, but under the arrangement of the magician killer, they all die in various ways.

But this is also the point that makes Emiya Kiritsugu despair the most: Hiel is immortal!

(To be continued)