The Ultimate Lich King

The white before his eyes was dazzlingly pale, different from the white of frost. The white before his eyes was full of an ominous, cold and dead atmosphere.

Archer stood there blankly and looked around. He didn't know what the situation was like now, and he didn't know where he was.

"Damn bastard, get out of here, get out of here!"

Roaring and screaming, but it was meaningless. Archer was only answered by deathly silence.

His throat was hoarse and dry. Archer tried to calm down. He raised his head again and looked into the distance.

The pale white color that he couldn't tell what it was made of slowly dispersed, and what appeared in front of Archer's eyes was still the towering Frozen Throne.

"Ha...haha...hahaha! Funny, really funny, you got me a little excited bastard."

Holding the Guili sword tightly, Archer moved forward step by step. As he advanced, cracks spread under his feet.

There is nothing wrong with the fact that this is still an inherent barrier, but it is obvious that after receiving Archer's sword, this inherent barrier is on the verge of collapse.

On the throne, one could vaguely see a figure wrapped in full-coverage armor. The man with his head lowered remained motionless, as quiet as if he had lost his life.

"Tsk...does it cost you too much energy to maintain this inherent barrier with one sword? Do you still have the strength to fight now?"

"Stand up, tell me, answer me, answer me!"

The figure did not respond, but the sword beside the figure trembled. The long sword, which was completely black, exuded a strange aura, like a black hole swallowing light, which attracted Archer's eyes unconsciously.

It's just...a sword, why would I?

Somewhat confused and confused, Archer shook his head and moved on. He stepped onto the frozen throne and stood in front of the sleeping king.

"Although I don't know what kind of king you are...but that's the end of it!"

Showing his last respect to the dark figure in armor in front of him, Archer stabbed him mercilessly with the deviant sword in his hand!

The expected sound of piercing flesh did not sound, and Archer looked at the armored figure who seemed to be sleeping in front of him with some horror.

The strange and demonic sword had appeared in the hands of the armored figure at some point, and he blocked the Sword of Absurdity abruptly.

"How is it possible? What kind of weapon is that of yours? How could it be able to block this king's deviant sword?!"

Archer roared in disbelief, and the next second a cold sting spread through half of his body.

The Ancient King stared blankly as the monster sword drew a dark arc in front of him. It was faster than his thoughts. Monster blood flowers bloomed from half of his body. The stinging pain could only be felt for a moment before it was covered by biting frost, replaced by endless numbness.

It was the emptiness and numbness of losing everything, and Archer had indeed lost something important.

The hand holding the Guili Sword was thrown away along with half of his body, like the fallen royal power, falling under the throne like garbage. However, the blood spurting out due to the limb being cut was frozen by the terrifying low temperature the moment it was squeezed out of the blood vessel. The half of Archer's flesh and blood solidified into the shape of a blooming monster flower.

"How dare you...how dare you...you..."

Pain and anger were mixed together, causing the oldest king to completely fall into madness. However, all this was meaningless in the face of absolute power. Before the evil words could be uttered, the monster's dark long sword Then he recovered again and cut off his head directly.

At this point, all seven Servants from the Holy Grail War have withdrawn!

In the direction of the starlit stage of the Fuyuki Civic Hall, Irisviel, who had been lying quietly, had disappeared and was replaced by a cup-shaped object shining with golden light.

Because all the Servants died, the Holy Grail that absorbed enough power has been conceived, and is now waiting for the winner to come and make a wish.

The killing continues.

bullet. dagger. poison. bomb.

Through. tear. combustion. immersion. overwhelming.

The significance was never in doubt. After carefully weighing its value, choose the side that the scale favors. The other side should be left empty, so kill. Kill, kill, keep killing.

Yes, that's correct. In order to save the majority, someone must sacrifice. If there are more happy people being protected than unhappy people, then the world is closer to being saved.

Even if there are countless corpses underfoot.

If any life is saved, then the most important thing is these lives being protected.

"Has the Holy Grail... arrived?"

Emiya Kiritsugu murmured to himself like this. He was clearly fighting to the death with Kotomine Kirei on the underground floor, but an hallucination suddenly appeared in front of him, and the wish deep in his heart appeared.

He knew that this was a sign of the arrival of the Holy Grail, and it seemed that the winner of the Holy Grail War did not go to make a wish. The Holy Grail was now ownerless.

"Could it be said... that they died together?"

Emiya Kiritsugu murmured to himself, it was not impossible for this kind of thing to happen, but for a moment it made him unable to accept it.

"Then... come and make a wish. I have been waiting for you. You are the most suitable bearer for me."

Some illusory voices rang in Emiya Kiritsugu's ears. His long-cherished wish was about to come true. Unable to suppress the excitement in his heart, Emiya Kiritsugu quickly stepped forward and stepped into the world of the Holy Grail.

The black soil rolled with waves like the sea.

There are mountains of corpses everywhere, which are gradually sinking into the sea.

The sky is red, as red as blood. Amid the black mud rain, a dark sun dominated the sky.

Wind is curse and sorrow.

If you use any words to describe it, here... if not hell, then where is it?

"Is this the Holy Grail?" Emiya Kiritsugu looked up at the oppressive bloody sky. At the center of the world, there was a 'hole' in the sky. There is unfathomable darkness inside, and the density seems to be able to crush everything.

The omnipotent wish-making machine and the all-powerful Holy Grail actually looked like this. Emiya Kiritsugu couldn't accept it for a moment and froze in place.

"Yes...this is the Holy Grail, the one you expected...the Holy Grail."

Then...in the wind, an unknown voice sounded slowly, with a creepy smile that made people shudder.