Emiya Shirou doesn't want to work overtime

Grand magic already places a heavy burden on magic circuits, let alone unleashing Noble Phantasms multiple times in a short period and repeatedly casting world-altering barriers.

Sakura wanted to rush forward to stop him, but she knew perfectly well that this was Emiya Shirou's last stand.

"Boom--!"

That was the sound of footsteps.

Suddenly, Joan of Arc cracked the ground beneath her feet, and with an extremely calm expression, she transformed into a mirage-like phantom amidst the violent gusts of wind that rose up, hurtling forward.

"ha--!"

In the next instant, Joan of Arc shouted, and the holy banner in her hand, like a whistling windmill, swept towards Sesshouin Kiara with a flexible and ever-changing trajectory.

As the howling wind whirls hurtled toward him, Sesshouin Kiara suddenly retreated, and the surrounding palms, like tentacles, met the incoming attack and continued to lash out at him.

“Clang, clang, clang, clang—!”

The crisp sounds of impact were constantly being generated, causing dazzling sparks and intense shocks to erupt continuously.

Joan of Arc seemed to have completely abandoned her proud defense, and the holy banner in her hand was swung like a whirlwind towards Sesshouin Kiara, launching a fierce attack.

Her body was constantly struck by the palms that were rampaging around Sesshouin Kihara, and blood was splattered all over the ground.

Countless arrows rained down from the distance, aiding Joan of Arc in her battle.

"Has the offensive become so aggressive because of Emiya-kun?"

With that smile, Sesshouin Kiara seemed to be paying attention to something, dodging the sword arrows rushing from afar while parrying Jeanne's attacks.

"However, you are not the biggest threat right now—!"

"I was originally planning to play around with you for a bit first, but it seems I was too arrogant. You are a real threat. If I hadn't left myself a backup plan, I might really be dead here—"

"Lady Jeanne, your magical resistance is too high to be affected by such a spell, but what about Emiya-kun?"

An extremely ominous feeling suddenly surged into Joan of Arc's heart. She felt something surging inside her body, but she suppressed it fiercely.

"laugh--!"

A faint whooshing sound rang out, and Shirou Emiya, clad in crimson armor exuding a wild aura, appeared behind Kiara Sesshouin, gripping his sure-hit spear tightly.

Magic surged wildly within him, and in just a moment, in just a moment, his Noble Phantasm's true name would be unleashed. In such close proximity and under the circumstances of a sneak attack, Sesshouin Kiara had no chance to react at all.

The next second————

"Pfft——!"

A piercing sound came from behind Sesshouin Kiara.

Amidst everyone's astonished gazes.

A jet-black hand pierced through Shirou Emiya's body as he unleashed his Noble Phantasm in mid-air, its grip tightly on his heart.

In his final moments, Shirou Emiya raised his right hand, and crimson magic surged from the back of his hand.

"In the name of the Command Seal—"

Chapter 785 The Final Battle

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Chapter 786 Please Me

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Chapter 787 A Desperate Gamble

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Chapter 788 The Cooperation of the Group

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Chapter 789 The Crimson Lotus Saintess

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Chapter 790 Hope Will Surely Follow Despair

"Bam—!"

A small flame, resembling a red lotus, burst forth from her body.

Without any warning, it began to burn within the surrounding walls of flames and gradually grew larger.

Joan of Arc's attire had also turned pure white, making her look like a saint from heaven.

Her eyes were closed, her hands clasped together, and her face was filled with pity and love, making her appear divine in the glow of the crimson flames.

The fire of the red lotus is beautiful.

In this world filled with peach blossoms, the vibrant colors seemed to add a touch of beauty, preventing it from fading away.

The fire of the red lotus is also sacred.

In this filthy lotus pond, it is like a lotus rising from the mud, untainted, slowly burning away all the evil.

As the flames of the red lotus grew stronger, they finally erupted in one breath.

Like an expanding ocean current, the crimson flames swept in all directions, completely enveloping the location where Sesshouin Kiara was standing.

A pink beam of light burst from Sesshouin Kiara's hand, cascading outwards.

The hands that had been hovering around him began to surge wildly, colliding frantically with the surging flames.

Countless sword arrows rained down from the sky, preventing Sesshouin Kiara from escaping.

"Is this... the Saintess's flame?"

Such exclamations of praise rang out from within the flames.

Leo, clutching his injured arm, slowly emerged from the flames, his eyes filled with awe as he gazed at the crimson lotus fire that was slowly burning as it encircled Sesshouin Kiara.

It was simply too beautiful, too divine.

The karmic fire, which was capable of burning everything to ashes, did not harm Leo in the slightest.

The purpose of that flame is not destruction, but purification of all evil in the world.

At that moment, a figure darted into the flames and ran towards Sesshouin Kihara's location.

That was Sakura, who had already disappeared from sight. She was only holding the night hat draped over her body, and she was holding back her tears as she kept getting closer to Sesshouin Kiara's location.

In her hand, she held the gem that Rin Tohsaka had given her, a gem that contained magical energy fluctuations.

Around it, there was data that was twisted as if it were a bug.

Golden magic surged around him; it was a defensive spell designed by Leo.

The purplish-black magic was hidden within; it was a counter-attack spell that Julius had incorporated into his defensive spells.

Countless sword arrows hurtled past Sakura, bombarding her outstretched hands—the support provided by Archer.

All hope, all the fate, rested on Sakura's shoulders.

She had no time for grief; both Emiya and Jeanne had sacrificed themselves for this moment.

The power of the crimson flames released at the cost of life is not to be underestimated, but it is still a little short of being able to annihilate Sesshouin Kiara.

run!

run!

Run with all your might!

Even if it costs me my life!

Even if it costs me everything!

The turbulent air lashed against Sakura's face, her tears already scattered without her noticing.

The terrifying aftershocks continued to explode around her, and the wave-like impacts constantly pounded against her frail body.

The allure of peach blossoms permeated the surroundings, eroding her will.

"------!"

The sword arrow collided with the palm and exploded around Sakura's body. The powerful impact threw Sakura to the ground, her legs violently scraping against the ground, leaving a trail of bright red blood.

Sakura didn't even dare to utter a sound of pain. She clenched her teeth and stared unwaveringly at Sesshouin Kiara, who was launching indiscriminate attacks in all directions from the center of the flames.

We can't stop!

I can't stop—!

Senior, Miss Jeanne, the student council members have all given so much, I cannot stop here!

Even though her legs were soaked in blood, and even though she was just an ordinary girl without any authority.

Sakura, undeterred, continued walking towards Sesshouin Kiara's location.

This is the only chance, and there will only be this one chance.

Archer and Hakuno Kishinami's magic power has been exhausted, and the student council members have exhausted all their schemes and used every available power.

Joan of Arc even sacrificed herself to launch such an attack that destroyed all evil.

She cannot fail!

She must succeed!

For humanity, for everyone here, and especially for my senior!

Crimson blood kept flowing from the corner of her mouth. In such a battlefield collision, even the aftershocks were something a young girl could not withstand.