The Ultimate Lich King

"Haha, it's interesting. It's interesting. Are you already insane because of fear? How come... you want to deal with me alone?!"

Seeing Ye Yu's death-charging stance, Archer narrowed his red eyes, held his hands and laughed happily.

"Of course I won't deal with you alone. I'm not as arrogant as you are. But what about you, do you want the three of us to fight together, or do you want us to fight each other one by one?"

Seeing Archer's appearance, Ye Yu laughed softly. After he finished speaking, the two figures gradually solidified around him.

Arturia, fully armed in blue and white armor and holding a holy sword, and Flandre, holding the calamity sword Valentin that once destroyed the world, appeared in front of Ye Yu. Two girls, one on the left and one on the left. The one on the right guarded him, staring at Archer coldly.

"Tsk... The bastard has learned to provoke, but do you think this king will be afraid of you? The three of you come together!"

Declaring this without fear, Archer continued his arrogance to the end as golden light spread out like water waves behind him.

But this time it was a little different, because there was no overwhelming rain of Noble Phantasms. What appeared was just a sword, a weird-shaped weapon that might not even be called a sword.

Can this weapon really be called a 'sword'?

It's just too weird. It has both a hilt and a guard, and is similar in length to an ordinary long sword. But the most critical part of the sword is far from a sword in the traditional sense. I saw three sections of cylinders tightly connected, and the flat blades were twisted into a spiral shape. The three cylinders slowly wound around each other like chains, rotating and extending.

Yes, it can no longer be called a sword. It is impossible for something that was born in the world long before the concept of "sword" to appear in the shape of a sword. It was made by God before he created man, and it was the manifestation of divinity that witnessed the creation of the world.

I saw three segments of the millstone-like cylinder echoing the movement of the celestial sphere, each rubbing and rotating with weight and strength that rivaled the changes in the earth's crust. The expanding magic power rolling out was simply immeasurable.

"Come and put an end to your endless dream. I will personally show you the laws of the world."

Archer's arm was raised high above his head, and the initial sword began to slowly speed up. Every lap faster, faster...

Witnessing all this, Artoria and Flandre instinctively sensed the approaching danger, speeding up their charge.

Anti-army treasure?

A treasure against the city?

The power of Archer's sword has exceeded the range that can be reasonably calculated, but despite this, Artoria and Flandre did not show any fear.

"Wake up, 'Ea.' The stage is set to suit you!"

Ea - In ancient Mesopotamian mythology, he is the god of "heaven" and "earth" in charge of the earth and water.

The 'deviant sword' as he called it was the original sword that witnessed the creation of the world in the age of mythology. The task assigned to its blade was to split the chaotic sky and earth in half and give it a precise shape.

Now, the proudly whirling Divine Sword whips up gusts of strong wind, and is preparing to repeat the miracle of creation. The golden hero king declared proudly.

"Look carefully - this is the 'star that opens up the sky and the earth'!"

The sky is screaming and the earth is roaring.

The expanding magic beam shook the laws of the universe and surged out.

Archer swung his sword down, not aiming at anyone at all.

There is no need to target anyone anymore. What the blade of the deviant sword can cut is by no means limited to any 'enemies'.

The figures of the two girls looked so small in front of this light, and even Ye Yu's ice crystal-like pupils were completely illuminated by the dazzling light.

Then... what is reflected in those pupils that are as bright as crystal gems?

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Irisviel opened her eyes and looked around.

It feels very strange now. The consciousness is infinitely vivid, but it is impossible to think clearly.

It seems that what is muddy and meaningless is not her own spirit, but the world in which she lives.

Many scenes flew past her eyes. Looking at these sights, one can only feel a sense of unnecessary and unbearable sadness and emptiness.

The seriously reflected scenes have nothing to do with joy and happiness. What is common at this point is a kaleidoscope of chaotic scenes.

There is crying, humiliation, regretful resentment and lack.

So hateful! So hateful! I hate it so much! I hate it so much!

Someone kept repeating, shouting in pain, and cursing in my ears.

Don't... don't say it again!

Irisviel covered her ears in pain, curled up and squatted down.

"Why..." A voice rang out from behind Irisviel, a voice that made Irisviel familiar with fear.

Who is that? That is……

The body slowly spun around, and standing behind Irisviel was herself, exactly the same...self in a jet black dress.

"Why?" Irisviel looked at that 'self' slowly walking over with a horrified look on her face. Dark mud was flowing on her body, and finally slowly dripping from her eyes, mouth, eyes, nose, and even It overflowed from every pore on the body, like a broken container.

"Why..." The 'self' body knelt down. A short distance away from Irisviel, she smiled foolishly, and her body slowly sank as if she was sinking into a swamp. Go down.

"Why?" She was still repeating these words until the end, and her dirty hands were smeared on the corners of Irisviel's skirt, dyeing the pure white dress pitch black.

"I don't know... I don't know... I don't know." Crying... her tears seemed to have dried up, Irisviel murmured aimlessly, and then the ground beneath her feet rippled violently.

"Come on... come on... come on..." There was a voice shouting again, endless sounds, a pair of arms stretched out from the ground, the flat ground seemed to turn into a swamp, the arms pulled Irisviel Pull it down slowly.

No... no... who will save me... Fran, Ye Yu, Ilia... help me... help me...

Irisviel woke up with a start. Everything just happened was like a dream. She looked around and saw that she was in the castle of Einzbern. The body of her daughter Ilia was sleeping soundly in her arms. .

There is cold wind and snow outside the window. The strong wind howled by, and the young hands clung to their mother's arms for protection.

"Mother, I had a nightmare. Ilia turned into a wine glass."

Despite her inner fear, Ilia's red eyes looked at her with trust.

Irisviel hugged her daughter tightly, her silver-white bangs wiping her daughter's face that was wet with tears.

"It's okay, it's okay... That won't happen. You won't see that, Ilia."

The shackles that cannot be escaped...the sorrow of being an artificial human of Einzbern, the container that carries the fragments of the Holy Grail forever.

The third magic, Cup of Heaven...this achievement is the only salvation.

Many voices rushed towards Irisviel. She was singing with countless sisters.

Holy Grail...

Please give me the Holy Grail...

Deep in the forest, there is an abandoned site of used artificial humans. The mountains of corpses of our compatriots chanted. The rotten face covered with maggots overlapped with the face of young Ilya, making a painful sound.

"It's fine……"

The mother held her daughter tightly in her arms full of love.

That kind of thing will never happen...because soon I will become an all-powerful wishing machine...and everything will end.

Suddenly, the flying snow outside the window stopped. Mixed into the darkness of the night was thick swirling black mud.

Irisviel was neither scared nor surprised, she just calmly understood and watched all this. The mud seeped in from all parts of the room, dripped from the chimney, and slowly soaked under her feet.

Just give yourself...just sacrifice yourself...complete the third method...complete the Cup of Heaven.

The hot mud clinging to her body elegantly dyed her skirt black.

Waiting for the moment when her wish comes true, the woman wrapped in darkness smiles.

Get rid of all sighs, get rid of all worries.

Soon, she will gain the ability to grant wishes. As a universal wish machine that makes everything come true.