I, Fujimaru Ritsuka, am back with a max-level character!

"Therefore, I have no choice but to ask you all to rest for a while in this strategist's formation."

"Stone Soldier Eight Formations—!"

With the activation of Kongming's Noble Phantasm, even Hinako Akuta realized that she seemed unable to self-destruct at will.

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After the scorching light exploded, a long time passed before Pirate Island finally returned to calm.

"Ah...hoo, ah...hoo, ah...hoo..."

I had difficulty breathing, and my body felt like it was being roasted on a fire; it was unbearable.

Saving humanity has never been easy; victory is never certain. But this time, it seems like a one-man show of triumph.

"Is it blocked...is it blocked?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka, panting heavily, knelt on the ground, her face contorted in pain.

"Master!"

"Senior! Are you alright?"

Nobunaga and Mashu arrived at the same time and hurriedly helped Fujimaru Ritsuka up.

"Ah, nothing's wrong. Clashing with the Holy Grail's magic is a bit more difficult than I expected. But that's nothing compared to what's really going on with Captain Drake!"

Fujimaru Ritsuka hurriedly reached forward and pulled Drake up.

"What time is it? You still have the mood to care about others. Really," Oda Nobunaga complained.

"Uh... I'm so glad I survived, hahaha, thanks to you guys!"

Captain Drake gritted his teeth, clutching his arm, revealing large patches of his pale skin from the battle wounds.

"I never expected this thing to be such a hot potato. I should have known better than to use it," Drake chuckled self-deprecatingly. "After all, it's not my own power."

“No, this isn’t about the Holy Grail, Captain Drake,” Fujimaru Ritsuka said, shaking her head.

"There's probably only one person who could transform the Holy Grail of this era's chosen one into an explosive bomb without anyone noticing!"

"Humanity-Incinerating Demon Pillar: Information Room Flauros! Professor Lev... I knew it, you were here!!"

Fujimaru Ritsuka looked at the charred, ashen forest ravaged by the light cannons and spoke slowly and deliberately.

Mashu: "Professor Rafe, could it be—?!"

In a certain direction deep within the forest, yes, that familiar yet despicable figure slowly emerged from the darkness.

The footsteps were soft, yet clear enough, their sound sending a shiver down one's spine as they stepped onto the scorched earth.

"Very good, really very good, you did a great job."

"It's amazing that you managed to survive another unexpected event, Fujimaru Ritsuka. You seem like an ordinary Master who isn't anything special... I underestimated you before... You actually managed to decipher the bombs I set up twice."

"Only now do I understand. To destroy Chaldea, I had to eliminate you first... But even so, you still managed to survive?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka looked at that figure, and for a moment she couldn't help but feel a little complicated.

"But this time you're already in dire straits, what you're doing is pointless!"

Rafe grinned and said arrogantly, "You're out of options now, aren't you? You're out of options with three exhausted losers."

"Now let me utterly destroy you, you piece of trash who's managed to survive this long! Hahaha, hahahahaha! Hahahaha~~"

"Rider, wipe them out!" Rafe ordered the red-haired young man riding a horse beside him.

"As you wish, my Master."

The boy smiled slightly and looked at the four of them. "You guys are really interesting, big brothers and big sisters."

“Master, this Heroic Spirit—!” Mash remembered that she had met him once in the Second Singularity.

"Damn it... Is there really a limit to the human body? As the Demon Lord, after unleashing the Noble Phantasm of a Heroic Spirit, I don't have much strength left."

Xin said somewhat unwillingly.

Fujimaru: "Don't underestimate yourself, Shin. You just defeated the Holy Grail head-on... Captain Drake, are you still capable of fighting?"

"It's too late to say no now, damn it, I'm already lucky to be alive not to have been blown up." Captain Drake wiped his mouth.

"Oh dear, oh dear. Your body is already broken and battered, yet you still want to fight?"

"Okay, I don't mind, but I still want to apologize."

The handsome red-haired boy brandished his longsword: "I can't keep my teacher waiting too long, so I'll take my leave here!"

"My name is Alexander III, and one day I will conquer all the people of the world... To reach that distant land, let us begin—Anti-Military Noble Phantasm, Unleash!"

The boy's voice was resounding, showcasing the grandeur and domineering presence of the future conqueror.

"Here it comes! Bucephalus [Initial Domination and Slaughter]!"

In an instant, even though it wasn't raining, the entire pirate island was enveloped in the aura of lightning.

Alexander the Great, the conqueror, possessed the "divine blessing" bestowed upon him by Zeus, which strengthened his body.

What Fujimaru Ritsuka and his companions will face is the terrifying trampling of Busifala.

Chapter Twenty-Nine: Fates Intertwine, A Surprise Attack on the Berserker Qingzhi; Golden Light Shines, Descending Upon the Young King

"Ruin, Busifaras!"

"Uu——!"

With a sharp neigh from the black horse, amidst flashes of lightning and thunder, Alexander's galloping figure resembled that of a war god.

"Divinity and cavalry—this guy is dancing with impunity within my special attack range!"

Oda Nobunaga looked at Alexander with a cold, even dangerous gaze.

"The heroic spirits of the old era should just die! Supporting characters who don't even have the chance to be animated shouldn't act arrogantly in places like this!"

Oda Nobunaga gritted his teeth and said angrily.

He gripped the musket tightly in his hand, but sweat still soaked the handle of the matchlock musket.

Restraint is paramount; special attacks are the work of the gods.

Cavalrymen like Alexander, Ishtar, and Achilles, who are full of divine power, can be easily defeated by the Heroic Spirit Oda Nobunaga. His entire stats can reach an extremely terrifying level with the stacking of skills.

However, that was in the case of Oda Nobunaga as a follower.

Because Oda Nobunaga himself could not possibly be stronger than the heroes of the Age of Gods; as a human being, Oda Nobunaga had his own limits.

Just like how Emiya, the great hero, overused the power of the Heroic Spirit, resulting in the corruption of his body.

Just like Mashu, her body needs various adjustments to recover after each battle.

"Hey~~~ I can't stand it, I really can't stand it!" The girl sneered as she looked at the knight rushing towards her.

"Three thousand worlds..."

He muttered incoherently, his anger palpable, radiating a terrifying aura, his hair flying wildly: "I've always been the one destroying others, how dare anyone offend me?!"

"Watch this! This three-stage firing technique that once caused the cavalry so much suffering..." Nobu's anger surged, and he unleashed a full-scale demonstration, causing the heavens and earth to tremble.

"Die! Die! Burn everything to ashes!"

His scarlet eyes, like a blood moon, unleashed a destructive light in an instant.

“Nobu—!” Fujimaru Ritsuka looked at the girl's letter with concern.

"Such power! That's amazing... But I'm sorry, your enemy isn't me."

Alexander still wore his charming smile.

“That’s it. I’ve known about your power for a long time, Oda Nobunaga.” Rafe’s lips curled slightly. Facing that terrifying power and ferocious face, he showed no fear whatsoever.

“Fujimaru Ritsuka demonstrated her ability to borrow the power of Heroic Spirits in the first two Singularities, so I naturally prepared a countermeasure.” Rafe felt confident of victory.

"Your turn, Berserk Saber!" With a casual wave of his hand, Leif, his eyes bulging like fish, shouted.

"Saber?!" Fujimaru felt a sense of alarm, and then a blue light appeared in his eyes.

Sure enough, in that very instant.

The hoarse but familiar voice... no, it's Ms. Okita!

"learn...!"

Damn it, has Okita been summoned by Berserker mode?!

Was it not some special circumstance, but simply summoned due to some kind of destiny?!

This is bad. At Okita's speed, he probably won't be able to hold out until his seniors come to the rescue.

What is the solution?

The boy pondered ways to break the deadlock.

What's going on with Chaldea? We still haven't been able to get in touch with them after all this time.

call out--!

The projectile shot out like a sharp arrow, the blade flashed like a crescent moon, and in an instant, it broke through all obstacles.

then.

A hint of hesitation flashed across the pretty young girl's face.

In his confused eyes, the crazed and tyrannical figure seemed to shake Okita Souji's mind for a moment.

"No..bu..."

"Quick...go...!"

He barely managed to squeeze out those few syllables through gritted teeth.

Amidst the hail of bullets, Okita recognized the girl before him who was beginning to go mad, and his hand hesitated slightly as he brandished his sword.

"Damn it! That guy, even in his berserk state, is still so stubborn? It's really unbearable. Humans are just a bunch of hopeless creatures."

"Since you know each other, wouldn't it be even more insane to hurt each other? Saber, unleash your Noble Phantasm and kill Oda Nobunaga! Hurry up!"