Heroic Spirit: I, Shinji, have tried my best.

"Where did you run from?!"

"…you guess?"

"Qiang!"

Shinji used his sword to block Achilles' spear. Now that the opponent's chariot was destroyed, he was completely reduced to a spearman. However, for those who lacked a winning weapon, he was basically no longer a threat...

"boom!"

A stream of black and red light exploded from the blade, and a familiar sword light spurted out and was pulled by Shinji to sweep around.

Although anyone can basically dodge this distance, don’t forget that the place where he is standing is the enemy’s lair!

"Hey! If you guys want to fight, get out there and fight!"

Semiramis watched in despair as the base he had worked so hard to build was destroyed. In order to prevent this from happening again, he immediately cast a teleportation magic and threw all the people out without thinking twice.

"…Eh?"

Achilles had just dodged a dangerous attack and was about to strike back when he suddenly felt his feet go empty...

Achilles had a rough sense of what was going on and his eyelids twitched wildly:

"Hey, hey... this is just a joke, right..."

On a dark circular platform nearby, Shinji leaned on the edge, looking at the lost boy who had just fallen down with a long voice, and silently mourned for him in his heart:

"Poor child... I hope you don't break your heels when you fall..."

"So... it's your turn now, the hero of charity. Do you still dream of defeating me?"

"…This title doesn't seem appropriate in front of you."

Karna was floating in the sky with flames burning all over his body. He shook his head in response to Shinji's question:

"Most of the opponents I've encountered so far were not as good as me, and my holding back would be considered charity... But now you are even stronger, so strong that you are beyond my imagination... Even I will gain something from fighting with you like this."

"So, is it my turn to give you alms?"

"Chi!"

The flames on Karna's body grew stronger, and the golden spear also danced with amazing flames...

"You could say that..."

Shinji laughed, but the magical flame on the sword in his hand did not weaken at all. A layer of black flame wrapped around the sword light, and the heavy magic pressure forced Shinji to hold the sword with both hands.

The two chatted tacitly, as if they were good friends who hadn't seen each other for many years... If you don't look at the little nuclear bombs they were rubbing in their hands...

"I haven't named this attack yet... But since you are the first witness, I will call it [Sinful Charity]!"

"O Brahma, curse my body!"

The divine spear with flaming flames shot towards them at high speed, leaving a trace in the space it passed through, while the magic cannon burning with black flames on the opposite side did not give in at all, and the collision between the two showed a posture of tearing the sky apart.

……

"Really... how could this be so messed up!"

With a "bang", Xiao Mo fell from the sky, with silver-white armor covering his body.

Although he was complaining, his expression was still one of interest, with a wicked smile on his lips. The sound of metal friction was heard again, and his face was covered with armor.

"The strongest person here... should be you!"

Mordred looked around, finally set his sights on Vlad, then rushed over with his sword in hand.

The other party was about to resist when he saw this, but was stopped by Siegfried:

"I'll take care of her, you guys go and take care of the enemy Assassin!"

"..."

Does this mean it can be solved?...

"Then I'll leave her to you."

Upon hearing this, Vlad reluctantly came to the edge of the sky garden, looking at the fierce battle outside and the devastated ground below... coupled with his own heavy dark circles, he inexplicably felt a sense of world-weariness.

Finally, after a lot of mental struggle, I decided to take a step forward and jump off the platform...

the other side

Alfu and Frankenstein were clinging to a pillar and secretly watching other people's fights... I really don't understand why they had to join in this Ragnarok-like battle.

"Eh... it still feels a little dangerous, let's move back a little..."

"Woo?"

"Huh? You said you want to fight too? You're crazy. Wouldn't it be suicide to go there now?"

"Wow?"

"Well... Actually, there is a little distance between Chiron and I..."

"Woo!"

"Caster? Yeah, he disappeared all of a sudden. He ran away without telling me. Let's go too!"

Perhaps because they had been together for a long time, Alfu could inexplicably understand Frankenstein's language, but what the two did not know was that Avisbron, who they said had escaped, was now lying on a corridor in the garden, dying...

"Don't struggle anymore... You are no match for me."

Black fur boots stepped on the garden floor, and there were gravel scattered around, all of which were evidence of the other party's previous resistance.

But unfortunately, as Ah Fu said, these second-tier servants could not cause any waves in this war.

"I don't remember when I offended you..."

"You really haven't offended me... It's just that I personally hate you, the crooked magicians. You wantonly play with life. In my opinion, you are more like a villain."

Hei Ata's eyes were cold as he shot another black arrow at the opponent, piercing him through easily.

Under the broken golden mask, the light in that eye gradually dimmed, and finally became completely still...

"Whoo~"

She let out a light breath and turned away. This gave her an outlet for venting. After fighting for so long, she didn't know what the future would be like. The unrealistic wish she once had was not so strong anymore.

"I hope there won't be any more trouble in this war..."

The footsteps gradually faded away, and when the other party left completely, the ground where Avisbronn fell began to bulge, and finally turned into a human puppet, carrying the other party away.

"…I…I can't die…"

"This false world... I must... create the original human beings... a new world..."

Although he had clearly lost all vital signs, a few inexplicable mutterings were still coming from Avisbronn, and finally he disappeared into the darkness.

Turn your sight again

The camera turns to the Saint who has not appeared for a long time. At this time, an old gentleman in a medieval suit is communicating with Joan of Arc, but from the frowning eyebrows on the Saint's face, we can tell that their conversation is not pleasant.

"I'm sorry, but as a judge, I have no right to interfere with the participants in the Holy Grail War. Even if an accident happens now, I can't do anything."

"But at least you still have the Command Seals in your hand! As long as you activate the Command Seals, it will be easier to deal with the demon!"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Monarch, but the Holy Grail system is malfunctioning and my Command Spell is no longer effective."

"Is that so? That's such a pity..."

Joan of Arc then said goodbye to him and came alone to the edge of the city that was on the verge of collapse. The dozens of meters long crack on the street was shocking.

She was walking here with him a few days ago and said...

Why would she say something like that...

When she reached the door of a supermarket, the glass on the wall was cracked, reflecting her haggard face.

Joan of Arc's mind moved, and a red pattern was immediately reflected on the glass mirror, attached to her back like a pair of wings.

Obviously her Command Spell had no effect at all, so what she had just said was undoubtedly a lie.

"Sure enough... I still can't make up my mind... Lord, please forgive my sins, at least this time, I don't want that scene to happen again..."