Those were blasphemous patterns, proof of being a rebel against God, but they weren't applied to Manjusaka; they were merely attached to his name.

An ominous magical power surged within the inscription, far more terrifying and filthy than the power of the evil dragon.

The crimson, unclean glow made the engraving shine brightly. Then, Manshu placed the lingering solar energy in the air, along with Ninglu's initial harvest, on it.

That was what was originally obtained through hunting, the thing that Karna, the son of the sun god, was hunted down.

"Let this arrow mark the end of the life of the original inhabitants of Eden. With this blasphemous provocation of declaring war on the heavens, this act of defiance since the loss of Paradise, I will destroy Paradise and utterly obliterate that crown!"

Manjul drew back the prepared bow and threw everything he had obtained about Nimrod into it. VIII.

The blasphemous magic surged to its peak there, and Saturn, corresponding to Ningnurta, shimmered in the sky. The seventh-order halo finally manifested above, incorporating the concept of a planet and transforming into the power to draw the bowstring taut. (v)

The blasphemous, distorted vision has already brought the wrath of heavenly fire and thunderclouds; the karmic fire that burned Abraham at the stake, and the ascent to the Tower of Paradise, together constitute this arrow that pierces through Heaven. ⑦

The final scene unfolded here, its grandeur shaking the entire world, even causing the Servants engaged in their final struggle within the hall to shift their gaze. (Lu)

The roar was even more deafening than the collapse of the kilometer-high tower and the subsequent landslides spanning several kilometers. 6

The roar was enough to shake the mountains; its sheer power was as if the world itself had collapsed. (Umbrella)

The blow that pierced through heaven in the past covered the earth, tearing apart even the remaining paradise. (4)

The blasphemous fire is enough to destroy everything—Paradise, the remnants of the flood, and all traces thereof—ultimately reducing everything to ashes. 4

In the final hell, in the lake of fire where eternal punishment was inflicted by burning sulfur, the idol, modeled after Adam, who sought to reach God, was pierced and destroyed by this arrow. 2.

In this final blasphemy, the golem disintegrated like dust, burning and destroying itself in the lake of fire.

"There's really no way around it... I have to face failure with equanimity. Even though I should be satisfied having reached a level I never achieved in my lifetime, I still feel a sense of regret." Fei

Avisbro said only with regret that although he had fulfilled his long-cherished wish of restoring the original creation, the true salvation he sought to achieve remained a mere illusion.

The longbow in Manju's hand vanished, as if the boundless magic and terrifying, blasphemous light he once possessed had never existed.

Even the sulfur lake burning fiercely in the pit below is gradually dying out.

"Everything that belongs to Ninglu ends here. I am really not likable, and I am really hard to sit in a chair and follow the plan. I am ultimately a selfish person. They have given me the name of rebellion. How can I continue to be honest?"

Manju shook his head, turned and left. Everything here had come to an end, and now only the final scene of this Holy Grail War remained.

The battle began in the palace where the Greater Grail was buried, as the giant fell from the ground.

The survivors poured in and began fighting in the palace.

Achilles was the first to be in that palace, but he was carried there by Sekhmet.

He awoke as Vlad III opened the door and stepped in, covered in wounds.

He forced himself to muster his spirits with his indomitable will and charged at Vlad III with his bare hands, his Meteor Spear having been broken in the previous battle.

This great Greek hero was indeed brave enough, even though he was severely injured, his bravery was not diminished in the slightest.

(ii) After the two had been entangled for a while, Atalanta arrived, and Vlad III was at a disadvantage when faced with the combined attack of the two Servants.

9. Joan of Arc, who arrived late, had no intention of getting involved in the normal fighting and stood aside.

(4) "We've already come this far, there's no room for retreat."

Zero Danic was also ready and immediately revealed the Command Seals in his hand.

"With a Command Spell, Servant Vlad III activates his Noble Phantasm, The Legacy of Blood!"

3. "By the second Command Spell, Vlad III must survive until the Greater Grail is obtained!"

5. "Use the third Command Spell to command that you go all out to obtain the Greater Grail and defeat all Servants who stand in your way!"

(vi) Without any hesitation, the three Command Seals disappeared from Danic's hand.

"Go and fulfill my dream, my wish, my existence, my servant!"

The three massive magical powers poured out in an instant, causing Vlad III, who was standing, to tremble and let out a cry filled with hatred and despair.

"Danick...you bastard! I'm not...not...a vampire...ah!"

The elegant monarchs were transformed into monsters at this moment, their intellectual eyes turned into madness, and the nobles' black robes were torn to shreds, revealing substantial black shadows.

This time, Achilles, who was charging at incredible speed, had his punch caught with one hand, and the vampire tackled him to the ground.

It was Astolfo, who suddenly rushed in from behind, who used his lance to knock the vampire down, allowing Achilles to break free.

"Although we are on the same side, now that we have become vampires, it is inevitable that we will become enemies. Moreover, such a thing that distorts personal will is not something a knight can accept."

Astolfo said this.

A fierce battle unfolded among the four Servants, with Vlad III, now a vampire, proving nearly impossible to kill.

His heart was no longer his fatal wound, and what flowed from it was no longer blood, but a pitch-black shadow.

The attacks of these three Servants themselves are not particularly strong, and most of the time they cannot even outpace the vampire's self-healing speed.

Suddenly, Achilles and Atalanta stopped moving and knelt down in distress. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Achilles pierced Atalanta's ankle with a spike on the ground and sent her flying.

Already severely injured, Achilles' weakness was now exploited, and he collapsed to the ground.

Then he heard a deafening roar as the heavens shook. He looked up and through the opened roof of the palace, he saw the arrow that had broken free of the sun and pierced through heaven.

"Tsk, you really weren't lying. Even the goddess Artemis couldn't shoot that arrow. It's just a pity that I wasn't the target."

Achilles sighed.

And with this scene, the struggle that has taken place here is about to come to an end.

"It's time to stop here."

The flying black key pierced the vampire, and Kotomine Shirou, arriving just in time, mercilessly stopped the vampire who was recovering from the shock and about to rush towards the Greater Grail.

"How is that possible?"

Joan of Arc also met Kotomine Shirou at this moment, and saw the Arbitrator's rank and true name.

"Hello, arbitrator of this case. If you have any questions, please wait until I deal with this vampire. I don't think you'd want to interfere with this."

"No, but your very existence is problematic. The anomaly in this Holy Grail War isn't Archer, it's you hiding behind it."

Joan of Arc drew her sword, Saint Catherine, from her waist, pointing the tip directly at Kotomine Shiro.

"It's hard to say. I might be abnormal, but he's probably even more abnormal than me, and he's still alive."

"I can't waste any more time here. Since you're unwilling to cooperate, then in the name of the Command Seals, Red Archer, attack Jeanne d'Arc with all your might!"

"Assassin's Master, what have you done to our Master?"

Atalanta roared, wanting to draw her bow and shoot directly at Kotomine Shirou, but the Command Seal had already been issued, forcing her to deflect towards Jeanne d'Arc. ③

"Although I don't understand what's going on, it seems you definitely have a problem. Knight Astolfo can't just stand by and do nothing. Archer, you'll be my opponent for now."

Astolfo jumped out as always. (5)

"What a lively scene! But the place is too noisy! I don't know who gave you the courage to choose to make such a ruckus and fight in my palace."

The gates opened once again, but this time, they welcomed the king of the past.

"Black Archer... It's too late."

The fighting stopped at this moment, and all eyes were on the doorway. However, the aura emanating from Manshu at this moment was somewhat different from what they had seen before.

The rich divine aura of the sun naturally enveloped him, making him seem like a deity walking among mortals.

He simply pushed open the door, and the scorching sunlight streamed in, transporting the palace to the sun-drenched desert.

"No, you are not the Black Archer. Although you have the same appearance, that's the only thing that's the same."

Kotomine Shiro shook his head first, and at the moment he spoke, something was stirring in the shadows of a corner of the palace.

"This wine that poisoned the king is indeed a fine thing, but unfortunately the arrogant king has already died first."

Manshu couldn't help but sneer. With a wave of his hand, arrows imbued with the aura of the sun condensed beside him and then struck the shadows.

Semiramis's figure appeared there, ignited by the fire burning on the arrow, which she could not extinguish no matter how hard she tried.

"To speak recklessly under the king's throne is a crime for which even a thousand deaths would not absolve you."

The surging magic did not stop. Manju pulled his hand forward and waved it down. Light, carrying magic, rolled down like a torrent, as if heavenly fire had landed and burned the palace.

Manjushri didn't stop there; she immediately unleashed another arrow, this time a bolt of lightning, powered by her magic.

Kotomine Shiro was engulfed by the rolling, scorching flames and then pinned to the ground by arrows of lightning.

"You foolish fellow, not only foolish, but also blind. You cannot understand revelation or prophecy, so what other fate awaits you but abandonment and desolation?"

After Manju finished speaking, he walked past the burning flames and stood before Vlad III, who was nailed to the ground.

"Now that you have indeed come here and witnessed everything, you should receive my reply by now."

As Manju stood before Vlad III, light emanated from his hands, restoring Vlad III's sanity and bringing back his intelligence to his eyes.

"This is truly an unexpected ending. Now, I admit that you have triumphed over Archer. There's no need to show me any mercy. Kill me and reap your rewards."

Vlad III didn't say much, only managing a weak smile. Returning from his own purgatory was already an unthinkable thing for him.

“Compassion is still necessary. God has given me compassion, so how can I keep it to myself? I have attached destiny to your spear, so that I may throw it with my life to fulfill your final desire.”

After Manju finished speaking, he turned and left, with only the arbiter of this Holy Grail War standing in his way.

“Nimrod is indeed not your real name Archer.”

"It was before, except that Nimrod was dead, and now I am the one who has returned from the sun."

Bamanshu didn't intend to explain further, and simply said...

Wu: "Are you still planning to block my way? If you're going to stand in my path and hinder my progress, then no amount of pity can save you."

⑦ "I just want to know the truth. I want to fulfill my duty as the arbiter to deal with the unusual situation in the Holy Grail War."

6 Joan of Arc said firmly.

(vi) "You don't need to do anything anymore, because it's all over. It seems that both judges have chosen their own endings."

3. Manjushri also lost patience, took the sun in his hand, and shot out a scorching arrow.

4 Joan of Arc was about to raise the holy banner in her hand, but she was a step too slow and was directly pierced and fell to her left side.

4. "Sitting here in a different role feels much better. It's like the Holy Grail War should come to an end. All the acts have been performed. Does anyone have any objections?"

②Manju returned to his throne and gently tapped the armrest with his fingers.

"It seems that the unwise people have already been eliminated on the road, which is a good thing. The fewer fools, the better."

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