I, the Masked Swordsman, started my journey through a Lostbelt.

She thus stopped the attack from both sides, fighting against two Servants single-handedly.

She stood firm like an impregnable fortress.

"Take this! Behold my Noble Phantasm, [Trap of Argalia]!"

Astolfo seized the opportunity, thrusting his spear as Bagst engaged in a stalemate with both sides.

Although the spear tip could not penetrate Bagst's defenses, it could restrict his movements from another angle.

".....What!?"

Bagst, who was standing upright, realized something was wrong.

My lower body lost its balance in an instant, and upon closer inspection, I realized that my legs were becoming a spirit.

This is Astolfo's Noble Phantasm effect.

They dealt with Bagst as if they were taking a step-by-step approach.

"This fat knight can't dodge now! He'd better take the Noble Phantasm head-on!"

Mordred's blade was entangled in crimson lightning.

With Bagst kneeling on one knee, he had no way to dodge, as it was too difficult for him to move quickly without both legs.

However, there's no need for me to avoid it.

She can also use her Noble Phantasm and engage in combat.

...divide...line...

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A crimson pillar of light rose from the battlefield.

Mordred seized the opportunity to use her Noble Phantasm, while Bagst, unable to stand, also unleashed his Noble Phantasm.

"Don't underestimate me! Pan-Human History! Even without legs, the sword in my hand is not something you can touch!"

The flames on Bagst's Greatsword had not faded.

The massive infusion of magic power only made it more ferocious, seemingly symbolizing its master's indomitable fighting spirit.

The magic power overflowing from both sides was enormous.

No artificial humans or magical puppets could venture within a hundred meters of it.

"【Rebellion against my magnificent father (Clarent.Blood.Arthur)】--!"

"【The Sword of Victory (Excalibur.Galatine)】!~"

Both sides unleash their Noble Phantasms at the same time.

The undying blaze of sunlight and crimson lightning clashed and tore at each other, the deafening roar piercing the eardrums.

The light was so bright that it was blinding.

The collision of different magical forces caused the ground to crack, and the rubble was gradually broken down into dust particles by the heat.

"Goo!"

Mordred's hands gradually became numb.

It's like losing control of it, unable to feel pain or touch.

Bagst held his sword in one hand.

In every aspect, he was far inferior to Mordred, thus revealing a hint of weakness in the power of his Noble Phantasm.

Bang--!!

The magic that had reached its limit exploded.

Mashu raised her large shield to protect Ritsuka from the spreading shockwave.

Joan of Arc and Atalanta were blown away by the shockwave, and both of them stopped fighting due to disorientation.

The already ravaged battlefield collapsed once again.

The only place that remained completely unscathed was Morgan's Chalk City.

The exact outcome of the explosion remains unknown, but we can shift our focus to another battlefield.

The power that erupted there was no small matter; it was dozens of times greater than that between Bagst and Mordred.

.......

.....

The two people in their separate space kill each other.

Victory is the only goal.

The shockwave generated by the collision divided space in two.

The perfectly flat earth shattered and disintegrated in the distortion, with uneven stones the size of mountains floating in the air.

In their eyes, which had already reached the limit of speed.

The boulders flying through the air seemed to freeze, and in a mere fraction of a second, the swords and spears clashed thousands of times.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Duve and Karna gave it their all at this moment.

The recoil from the collision of the sword and the gun sent them flying hundreds of meters back.

"Brahma, cover the earth" cannot be used on Du Wei.

This Noble Phantasm allows Karna to fire beams of magical energy from his eyes; it is a Noble Phantasm with an extremely wide range of applications against armies.

However, this treasure has a curse.

That means it cannot be used against opponents stronger than oneself, which means Du Wei must be stronger than oneself.

Karna did not back down after learning the truth.

Rather than saying it was about satisfying the desire of a warrior, the real pleasure lay in fighting such heroic soldiers.

As a follower of pan-human history, one shouldn't be enjoying this.

The other party is a man who stands on the side of the Lostbelt.

Even knowing the other party's identity, he still couldn't suppress the joy of finding a worthy opponent.

The excitement surging in my chest was so immense that it felt like it could blast the universe apart.

Just like the battle with Arjuna back then.

This time, however, he was not restrained in any way, and his opponent fought on his own.

Nothing could be luckier than this.

The Undying Blade once again unleashed its power through magic.

The sun's flames were attached to the gun, and in the instant it was thrown out, they engulfed everything in sight.

"Drink!"

It was accompanied by a thunderous golden sound.

The sword of dominion sliced ​​through the raging fire that blotted out the sun.

With no further obstacles in his path toward Karna, this was the perfect moment to launch an attack.

Sizzle, sizzle—!

Suddenly, dozens of red guns made of magic appeared in the air.

Their spear tips were aimed at Duwei below, and the electric currents, like those of venomous snakes, transmitted through the red atmosphere, creating a restless sound.

"Aha!!"

Karna clenched his fist and swung down with all his might.

The floating crimson magic spear suddenly descended, and the energy explosion within it covered an area of ​​nearly tens of kilometers.

As the light faded, a dark mushroom cloud slowly rose.

Karna's magical energy was being rapidly depleted.

A beast-like figure slowly rose from the deep pit, its armor radiating a hazy, scorching steam.

I felt pain again after a long time.

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Several clear cut marks were also added to the armor.

"Yes, that's exactly the feeling. The pleasure I derive from fighting after I've felt alive!"

A smile appeared on Du Wei's lips.

If you want to express your gratitude through battle, there is no better gift than this.

The Sword of Domination transformed from lightning into crimson flames.