The Endless Shuttle

In an instant, the world engraved on the shield started to activate and suddenly expanded.

In front of the shield is a tiny world, reconstructing space and time.

The shield that perfectly resisted the Lopez tsunami was held up by Achilles in his hands, like a boulder being dropped, dragging the entire small world towards Saber.

Chariots, tall buildings, mountains, everything in any world can't compare with the weight of a world.

"!"

Saber also seemed shocked by this attack method.

Before the battle, she had envisioned many possibilities for this Noble Phantasm, including Achilles deploying his shield for protection, and then rushing in with a chariot. The only thing she didn't expect was that Rider would directly unfold the Noble Phantasm and hit it with its weight.

However, there is no time to think about——

All she can do is wield the single strongest trick. That's all.

"Ex——calibur (Sword of Promised Victory)!!"

The light of the holy sword collided with the world.

But unlike the battle with the chariot, this time, Saber, who was emitting light, was forced to take a step back.

The "Small World Surrounding the Sky" swallowed all the attacks of the "Sword of Promised Victory". The light is raging in the small world, but it can't overflow half a bit, hurting Achilles behind the shield.

No--

Saber gritted her teeth, regardless of the screams of the bones in her hands, she took a step forward forcefully, and the magic power surged towards the holy sword in her hand even more intensely.

Space and energy are equal, and when the energy reaches the point where a space cannot bear it, the space will cease to exist.

This is also the only way Saber can deal with Achilles' Noble Phantasm.

The light bloomed more violently.

The holy sword forged by the planet, driven by Saber's full strength and even overdraft, continuously tapped its power, and the huge energy poured into Achilles' treasure like filling the sea.

Rarely, even Lopez began to have the feeling that the magic power was "drawn in large quantities", which is enough to show how much magic power Artoria consumes now.

If a normal Master switches places with Rope, he will probably be drained of his life in an instant, right?

Like a moment, and like ten thousand years.

During Saber's continuous release of Noble Phantasms and supercharging of light, an undetectable crack appeared on the sky of Rider's expanded world.

Quickly, the cracks continued to extend in all directions like broken glass, together with mountains and cities, turning the world into a picture scroll that was on the verge of shattering.

——!

An indescribable voice resounded from the scorching ruins.

Rider's world is broken.

Although the "Small World Surrounding the Sky" restrains everything except the anti-world Noble Phantasm, it still cannot escape the limitations of being a Noble Phantasm after all.

Rope's abyss-like supply of mana forced Saber's sword of vowed victory to crush this treasure with pure energy.

Achilles, who lost his shield, fell to the ground. He originally wanted to use the Meteor Spear to regain his posture, but the wrestling with Saber completely consumed the magic power bestowed by the Master Command Spell. A fatal mistake - he couldn't control his body, and the moment he stood on the ground, he took a hasty step back.

Saber did not miss this opportunity.

——Puff!

The holy sword, whose heat hadn't dissipated, pierced Achilles' spiritual core precisely like a knife cutting butter.

"cough……"

The big green-haired hero coughed up blood and smiled miserably.

"I uttered big words, but in the end I lost...I never thought you would crack my treasure in that way."

"It's not my fault."

Saber drew out her long sword and looked at Achilles.

The latter stepped backwards with a slow pace, leaning against a tree.

——Even on the verge of death, the great hero did not fall.

"Heh... God of War, unreasonable guy. These bastards have been so fond of manipulating the fate of mortals since a long time ago... Are they going to get involved in the superficial wishes of heroes now?" Achilles murmured , the whole body began to glow with fluorescence.

A harbinger of the Heroic Spirit's departure.

"Although it's a pity that we didn't share our wishes with each other, but it was really enjoyable... Ahem... At the end, Saber, King Arthur, can you listen to the last request of the loser?"

"Please say."

Achilles glanced at the unharmed Lopez behind the water curtain.

"...My Master will probably leave this city within two days. If during this period, Your Excellency Veleslana plans to completely eliminate him, please help my Master."

"Rope wouldn't do that."

Saber said firmly.

"Although he sometimes has unpleasant thoughts, he has his own creed and pride!"

Saber already understood this point during the Fourth Holy Grail War.

Promises must be fulfilled!

"That's right. That's really good..."

In the scorching air, only the lingering sound of Achilles' relief remained.

The hero who seeks glory on the battlefield gets his glory, loses in a fair and hearty fight, and dies at the hand of the Knight King of Britain.

—— Rider. Achilles, exit!

Chapter 55: The Demon King Stays Tonight

The exit of Rider Achilles announced the end of the fourth night of the Holy Grail War.

The result was exactly what Lopez had thought. Now that Fuyuki's people's sentiments were in an avalanche, the battle between Saber and Rider sprinkled a lot of white salt on the department in charge of construction. To preserve the rare urban forest in this way, it would take a month to recover by digging trees from other places, let alone those roads that were smashed into pieces.

However, in the final analysis, this is also the inevitability of Servants fighting.

As long as there are two heroic spirits in the battle, and the treasures of either side are labeled with "anti-army", "anti-city", "anti-country" and "light cannon", then it is conceivable that the next step will be a large-scale map bombardment The rhythm of the ground.