Magician in Type-Moon

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A huge mass of magic power was released, shaking the laws of the universe.

Archer's sword tip wasn't aimed at anyone; it was simply held high between heaven and earth.

There's no need to aim it at anyone; the blade of the Ea cuts through more than just enemies.

As EA's rotation speed increased, the energy in the air became increasingly violent, the ground began to crack, and the sky seemed to be torn apart by this force.

The ground crumbled before Rider, who was riding his horse at full speed, and a bottomless hole appeared.

"Well!?"

Seeing that he could not escape his fate of falling into the bottomless abyss, Weber desperately suppressed the wails that were about to escape his lips.

However, although life and death were imminent, neither the horse carrying him nor the rider would back down because of this level of crisis.

"Drink!"

Responding to the reins in Rider's hand, the horse kicked with its strong hind legs and flew high into the air.

In that instant, it was as if time itself stood still.

Rider's figure drew a graceful arc in the air, like an eagle soaring through the clouds.

EA's energy pillars erupted behind them, whipping up a violent storm that swept across the entire battlefield.

Rider gripped the reins tightly with one hand, raised his sword high with the other, and fixed his gaze firmly on Archer.

"Even in the face of world-destroying power, I will never back down! Conquer! Plunder!!"

His voice echoed in the air, filled with boundless courage and determination.

Immediately afterwards, the army of heroes behind Rider followed in his footsteps and charged forward without hesitation.

Each heroic spirit brandished their weapon, facing the earth-shattering power.

That jump and the time spent in the air was absolutely chilling; it felt like an endless moment to Webber. After that instant, Busefalas had already stepped back onto the land on the other side of the rift.

But Webber had no time to catch his breath; the subsequent horrific scene involving the cavalry turned his face pale.

The Royal Guard, whose speed was insufficient to cross the fissure in the earth, was unable to do so and plunged straight into the bottomless abyss like an avalanche.

Although the cavalry further back managed to pull back from the brink and avoid falling, this was only the beginning of the tragedy.

"Hold on tight, kid!"

Rider shouted, putting one arm around Webber and gripping the horse's mane tightly with the other.

Just as the horse sensed the danger and galloped back to safety, the crack in the ground continued to expand, swallowing up the surrounding land and the cavalry one by one.

No—it's not just the earth.

Cracks stretched from the horizon into the empty air, distorting space, sucking away large amounts of air, and everything around was swept into the void by a whirlwind.

A vast power was ravaging the heavens and the earth. When the thing that shattered the world itself approached it, even the incomparably brave Conqueror King was shocked by the sight before him and was speechless.

The sword Ea in the hands of the King of Heroes not only cleaved the earth with a single strike, but its power even reached the sky and the world itself.

This kind of attack is no longer about whether it hits or how powerful it is.

The army, the horses, the dust, and the sky—everything in the ruptured space was swallowed up one by one by the twisting void, vanishing without a trace.

Saber stood at a distance, gripping his holy sword tightly, assessing whether he could withstand the attack and the might of the Conqueror King's army.

Unsealing the Holy Sword might allow it to rival the Noble Phantasm in Gilgamesh's hands in terms of performance.

Gazing at the fierce battle unfolding on the horizon, Saber couldn't help but think of her other lost Noble Phantasm—"Avalon's Sheath".

If Saber had that Noble Phantasm, she would be quite confident in defeating Archer.

As for the Conqueror King, although there are many people among them, as long as the sword can strike him directly, they might be able to win, but they cannot tear this inherent barrier apart like Archer did.

Just as Bussefaras was struggling to stand firm against the powerful air pressure.

The hot sands that the "King's Army (Ionian Hetairoi)" had transformed into were also cracking and shattering, as if the sand in an hourglass was about to run out and fall into a bottomless abyss.

Before this sword was swung, the world was nothing but meaningless chaos.

After this sword is swung, a new truth will draw the line between heaven and earth.

The rising, light air becomes the sky, while the heavy, turbid air condenses into the earth.

The Genesis Shock unleashed by EA has already surpassed the power of all siege weapons.

Not only tangible things, but even the entire universe will be destroyed; this is the true nature of the King of Heroes' top-tier "Anti-World Noble Phantasm".

EA's energy pillar, like a divine punishment, descended from the sky, heading straight for Rider's army.

Nevertheless, Rider did not back down; he led his army and charged forward without hesitation.

The sky collapsed, the earth shattered, and in the darkness that gradually faded into nothingness, only Archer's Ea shone brightly.

That radiance, like an arrogant morning star, seemed to bring a dazzling conclusion to the earth's fall.

Archer was already agitated, so he showed no mercy with this strike, and the destructive arc of light and gale was about to sweep towards Rider and Waver's bodies.

"Iskandar, answer me!" A more majestic voice rang in the Conqueror's ears.

Chapter 93 Gods are nothing but bastards

As Archer raised Ea high, invisible energy began to surge in the air.

The sword gradually spun faster and faster, creating a storm that tore through the surrounding space.

Energy erupted from the sword hilt, forming a dazzling pillar of light that shot straight into the sky. The pillar of light rapidly expanded, becoming even more intense, as if dyeing the sky and the earth blood red.

A deep rumble echoed between heaven and earth, as if it were a resonance coming from the depths of the universe.

The ground began to shake violently, and cracks spread out like a spider web, as if the earth had lost its support in that instant.

As Archer's devastating offensive was about to reach Rider, Matou Ike was secretly alarmed. Could it be... that the man named Waver Velvet was going to die here today?

If he were to die here, a crucial point in the world's closure, El-Melloi II would cease to exist, and the world might end like the Steel Earth.

Perhaps someone can save him, or perhaps he can survive Archer's onslaught?

But now it seems that the man named Webber Velvet has no chance of survival.

At the same time, the energy pillar of the Ea sword finally erupted, and the blazing light tore through the sky, like divine punishment descending.

The massive energy fluctuations spread rapidly, tearing the earth apart and whipping up a violent storm.

The entire battlefield trembled under the impact of this destructive force.

Matou Ike's eyes were fixed on this scene, and she silently prayed that a miracle would happen at this moment. This man must not die here.

Otherwise things will get really complicated.

However, EA's power was so great that even he had to doubt whether the man named Webber Velvet could survive this catastrophe.

Just as the beam of divine punishment was about to strike Rider and Waver, Rider suddenly roared and raised his sword high to meet the destructive energy.

The Reality Marble has been shattered; its formation was originally maintained by the magical power of all the summoned Heroic Spirits.

Long before the world completely disappeared, when they lost half of their military strength, the barrier had already broken, and the distorted laws of the universe were restored to their original state.

It was raining heavily outside, and the torrential rain washed over the battlefield, mixing with dust and blood to form muddy streams.

A thick, terrifying thundercloud had appeared in the sky at some unknown time, rolling and churning with lightning and thunder, as if it were about to devour the entire world.

In the sky, a terrifying bolt of lightning suddenly struck down, like a raging thunderous bull, descending from the dark clouds with unparalleled power, heading straight for the ground.

Lightning flashed, illuminating the entire battlefield like daylight, and collided head-on with the world-destroying arc of light unleashed by Gilgamesh's EA. The two destructive energies collided fiercely in the air.

In that instant, the entire battlefield was enveloped in intense light, light and shadow intertwined, as if heaven and earth had stopped breathing at that moment.

Lightning and arcs clashed fiercely, producing a deafening roar as if the heavens and earth were collapsing. A sudden gust of wind rose, whipping up dust and rain, creating a chaotic scene.

Raindrops evaporated into mist in the air, spreading all around, and in the haze, the resolute figures of Rider and Webber could be seen.

The two energies intertwined violently in the air, the rage of lightning and the world-destroying power of the arc light consuming each other and sparking countless blazing sparks.

In the sky, after the first bolt of lightning canceled out EA's arc of light, an even more dazzling light flashed again from the depths of the dark clouds.

An even more intense bolt of lightning tore through the sky, striking the earth like divine punishment, its target Iskandar.

"Great God Zeus, are you in such a hurry?" Iskandar roared, his tone filled with dissatisfaction and resistance.

Zeus's voice echoed in the thunder, majestic and unyielding:

"It's just to strengthen your capabilities so that you won't be unable to complete the tasks that will be needed later. Also, it's time for you to leave."

The lightning flowed into Iskandar's body without hindrance, and his entire body was enveloped in scorching electric light, as if Thor had descended to earth.

At that moment, he felt an immense power surge into his body, as if every cell had been reignited.

Nevertheless, a hint of resistance and displeasure remained on his face.

Weber stared in astonishment at the scene, his voice trembling slightly: "Rider, this..."

“Kid, let’s go.” Iskandar did not respond to Weber’s question.

Thanks to the infusion of Zeus's divine power, even Busefala beneath him now possessed the ability to control thunder.

Each stomp of the warhorse's hooves brought forth a flash of lightning, and the roar seemed to echo from the earth itself.

"Hold on tight, Weber!" Iskandar shouted, and Busefalas galloped forward with thunderous speed, as if a whirlwind had swept by.

Bussefaras, carrying Iskandar and Webber, hurtled away at an astonishing speed, enveloped by the thunder.

Rain and mud splashed behind them, and the entire battlefield receded rapidly from their sight.

This was a strategic retreat. Zeus's divine power did not replenish Iskandar's magic, but instead transformed into a new Noble Phantasm, which was sealed within him.

Gilgamesh watched them flee, but did not immediately give chase.

He stood there, coldly watching the departing figure, the brilliance of EA still shining.

"Gods are nothing but a bunch of bastards. I hope you won't fall into such a depravity, Conqueror King."

Gilgamesh's voice was deep and cold, echoing through the air with the sound of thunder.

Just then, a dazzling bolt of lightning suddenly descended from the sky, striking Gilgamesh directly beside him, instantly creating a charred crater in the ground.

The lightning seemed to carry boundless anger, as if expressing strong dissatisfaction with Gilgamesh's words.

Gilgamesh's gaze turned slightly cold as he glanced at the spot where the lightning had struck.