Crossover Anime: Collecting Treasures from All Worlds Starting with Type-Moon

As Fiore's younger brother, he actually became one of the Black Faction's many Masters because of Fiore's influence. His own magic circuits are of D quality and only E in number, which can be said to be very poor talent, only slightly better than El-Melloi II.

Danic was aware of his situation, so the relic he gave him was a copy of "Frankenstein" by the British writer Shelley, which was somewhat of a "filler" for the Black Faction this time. Compared to the other Servants of the Black Faction, it was far inferior.

As a modern-day Heroic Spirit, Frankenstein lacks Magic Resistance, and his base stats are just as abysmal. His Noble Phantasm is also only a D-rank Anti-Army Noble Phantasm in its normal state. From any perspective, it's simply not very good.

However, he really liked Sevent and got along very well with her.

"France..."

Berserker, the girl holding a hammer who had been standing next to Koles, seemed to sense her Master's feelings and tried to say something in a cryptic way.

"For my sister's sake, I cannot die here. Frankenstein, it's up to you!"

After Kaules finished speaking, the last barrier of the already fragile King of Punishments was mercilessly shattered by the crimson lightning shockwave. All the magicians present—including Danic—had eyes filled with despair and helplessness.

From the moment Mordred activated her Noble Phantasm to the moment she broke through the final barrier of the Executioner King, the entire process took only forty seconds, a mere fraction of a second, during which no one could possibly react.

However, just as they were about to rebel against their magnificent father and mercilessly devour the Black Faction, the small girl Berserker, who had been ignored by everyone, let out an amazing roar!

"Blasted..."

"Tree!"

"The Thunder Tree of Crucifixion!"

Frankenstein, the Black Faction Berserker, slammed his circular hammer, named "Virgin Chastity," into the ground, unleashing a torrent of magical energy!

One by one, turbulent currents of green lightning, shaped like tree branches, met head-on with the crimson lightning shockwave—a duel between lightning bolts!

"Go Frankenstein!!!"

At this moment, Master Koles shouted out these words with all his might. Due to his low ability, he could not share the burden of Sevent like other Masters. All he could do was offer the most sincere words to the girl he cherished!

As if sensing Koles's sincere emotions, the Lightning Tree of Crucifixion, which had been suppressed by the crimson lightning, once again erupted with a powerful aura, actually withstanding the enormous pressure and being forced back several meters.

However, that's all it is. After all, it's only a D-rank anti-military Noble Phantasm, and even after being enhanced by Caules' Command Spell, it barely reaches C-rank.

"boom!"

Finally, the Thunder Tree of Crucifixion could no longer withstand the rebellion against Wu Huali and exploded. In that instant of explosion, Vlad III, who had already recovered, suddenly waved his right hand, and thousands of sharp iron stakes appeared out of thin air in front of him.

As a king, he had made such a fool of himself in front of his subordinates. He had to get back at all costs!

"King of Extreme Execution—"

"A thousand piercing spears!"

Under Vlad III's control, thousands of sharp iron stakes were fused into a giant iron stake hundreds of meters long. Just looking at it was enough to send chills down one's spine. The already exhausted Crimson Lightning shockwave was unable to withstand it and was pushed back.

"Those who dare to offend the king and launch a sneak attack on him will surely pay the price!"

Amid Vlad III's icy voice, the hundreds-of-meters-long iron stake shot powerfully toward the spot where the red lightning had been launched. Even he, with his good nature, found what had happened today unbearable.

This kind of being manipulated by others should never happen to him; he is the King of Romania! The Grand Prince of Wallachia, the hero who repelled the Ottoman army—who dared to plot against him!

"What a pity, it was just a little short."

Looking at the giant iron stake hurtling towards him, Shen Qiu sighed softly, but he didn't seem too disappointed. He would have been disappointed if Vlad III had really died like this.

The King of Romania couldn't be that useless, but the Master named Caules and his Berserker were far beyond his expectations. He never imagined that the one who would save the Black faction from their predicament was none other than the Master and Sevent, whom he hadn't even noticed.

"Frankenstein, huh? Very good."

Having memorized the name, Shen Qiu no longer hesitated. A large amount of purple void energy gathered in his right palm. The real battle had only just begun!

"Such an old trick, Your Excellency. Well then—"

“O Void, heed my call, for I am the great prophet from the land of nothingness.”

A purplish-black energy representing annihilation and destruction burst forth from Shen Qiu's body, marking his entry into the Magic Release Void state!

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Chapter 245: The Power of the Prophet - Plasma Disintegration Ray! (Please Subscribe)

"Plasma—"

After entering the state of Mana Release: Void, Shen Qiu seemed to have become a completely different person. If his previous personality was that of a gentle, kind, and sunny young man who liked to joke around from time to time, then he could now be described as a cold Void Prophet.

What is the Void Prophet?

They are the highest level of the Void, on par with the Watchers and Explorers. They are the masters of the Void, using powerful Void magic to travel to planet after planet, establishing religions, broadcasting to believers, and ultimately bringing the entire world under the rule of the Void.

Therefore, all Void Prophets must abandon all emotions, have no personality, no hobbies, no joy, anger, sorrow, or happiness, and have only a high-speed working brain and a precise scale to annihilate all enemies that hinder the Void!

"It's like he's a completely different person. If I hadn't known beforehand, I would have suspected that he was possessed by a demon. Speaking of which, how can this guy wield such powerful strength with a human body? Could it be that he really made some kind of deal with a demon?"

On the ground, Xiao Mo looked in Shen Qiu's direction and murmured in confusion. Because releasing the Noble Phantasm had used up too much magic power, she needed to rest for a while before she could continue fighting. Although the A++ level anti-army Noble Phantasm was powerful, it also consumed a lot of energy.

"Well! Never mind, never mind. In the end, they're all our allies. And aren't allies better when they're stronger?" After burying her head in thought for a while, Xiao Mo put the thought out of her mind. Thinking wasn't her forte, so why make things difficult for herself?

"Plasma—"

"Disintegration Ray!"

Amidst Shen Qiu's voice, as cold as ice that had never melted for millennia, a thin, purplish-black beam of light flashed from his right palm toward the massive ceremonial robes, and then, at a speed almost no one could see clearly—

The sharp iron stake, which was over a hundred meters long, turned into spiritual particles and dissipated into the air!

When Danic saw this scene, his pupils widened suddenly, but he quickly composed himself after a few seconds.

"Vlad III's enhancement technique is at least a C-rank anti-military Noble Phantasm, and given that it's set in Romania, its power should be even greater. How could it be so easily..."

"Hey, you're the Black Faction's Masters, right? We've come here on the orders of Lord Tenkushiro Tokisada to annihilate you. If all of you Masters order your Servants to commit suicide, then maybe I'll take pity on you and spare your lives."

Just as Danic was deep in thought, a clear, youthful voice rang in everyone's ears. Looking in the direction of the voice, they finally saw the culprit who had caused them such a sorry state.

He was a handsome young Japanese man wearing a black trench coat. Although he was delicate-looking, he also had a strong masculine presence. Even though everyone present was Western, they had to admit that he was one of the most handsome men in the world.

"So it was you... the red team's 'Rider'."

Danic clenched his fists and gritted his teeth as he revealed Shen Qiu's "class". On their first day in Romania, Danic had sent Fiore to intercept and assassinate Rin Tohsaka, who was caught in the crossfire, but Shen Qiu wiped them all out.

If Vlad III hadn't arrived in time at the crucial moment, they probably would have lost a fine magician before the battle even began. You have to understand that Fiore is a once-in-a-century magical genius among the Yggdrasilia family.

“It’s been a long time, Mr. Vlad III.”

Shen Qiu completely ignored Danic, who was a despicable person. He had no interest in talking to him. In contrast, the Grand Duke was much more magnanimous. Although he was a follower, he was far more competent than Danic, who had lived for over sixty years.

"Long time no see, Rider of the Red side. How is it? Have you seriously considered the suggestion I gave you last time? Once you join the Black side, I will give you the same status as me!"

Vlad III smiled and beckoned to Shen Qiu once more, showing no sign of being angered by the earlier sneak attack.

"Eh? You're a Rider too? Hi! Hello, hello! I'm the Black Rider, my name is Astolfo! Have you ever heard of Charlemagne's Twelve? You must have! That's right, I'm one of Charlemagne's Twelve..."

Upon hearing that Shen Qiu's class was also "Rider," Astolfo, who had been terrified, immediately perked up. He looked at Shen Qiu with shining eyes, after all, there was a sense of camaraderie among fellow Riders.

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Unfortunately, his self-introduction was cruelly interrupted once again before he could finish.

"Enough! Rider, when are you going to stop this stupid habit of revealing your real name every time you see an enemy? I didn't blame you for Berserker last time, but this time it's the enemy. Aren't you afraid of exposing all your weaknesses?!"

Sereneka, her face grim, abruptly interrupted Astolfo's self-introduction. She desperately wanted to win this Holy Grail War; after all, only then could she...

... . ...

“It’s alright! Rider is a true knight, and this is his nature as a knight. If he didn’t do this, I would find it strange.”

Vlad III glanced at Sereneke and then said something that made her feel as uncomfortable as if she had eaten rice. What was this? He couldn't even reprimand his own servant?

However, after thinking about it, Sereneke swallowed back the words she was about to say. Although the other party was a Servant, he was the most supreme being in the land of Romania, and even Danic had to give him some respect.

Even Danic had to address her as "King," so what was she?

"A little bit."

After seeing Serenika being scolded, Afu turned around and made a face at her, but she could do nothing but distort her own face.

"I said it before, Your Excellency, I will never be loyal to you unless you kill my Master, Amakusa Shiro Tokisada."

Shen Qiu's gaze was quite "sincere," little did he know that Rin Tohsaka, who was thousands of meters away, almost burst into tears of laughter upon hearing it.

"This guy, this guy, he's such a drama queen! Hahahaha!!! I can't take it anymore!"

Rin Tohsaka slapped her thigh and laughed wildly. Seeing this, Kairi Shishikai turned his head to the side and silently took out a Dragon cigarette and lit it.

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Chapter 246: The Priest's Wrath - Fight to the End! (Please Subscribe)

"Assassin, haven't you always been curious about my origins? Don't rush to deny it. As the Empress of the Assyrian Empire, I believe you wouldn't lack the courage to admit it."

In the backyard of the church in Sigishvara, Amakusa Shiro, dressed in a dark red priest's robe, fiddled with something in his hands while speaking to Semiramis beside him in a somewhat "flirtatious" manner.

"cut."

After uttering the word through gritted teeth with some annoyance, the Empress turned her head to the side. This guy always spoke so succinctly that it was almost impossible for her to cause him any trouble.

"There are some things that even if I don't say them, I believe you can vaguely guess them. Your wisdom is very famous in history. But then again, I don't actually intend to hide anything from you. I've just been looking for a suitable opportunity to '313'."

After preparing everything he needed, Amakusa Shiro raised his face, which was still somewhat tanned from the sun. But to be honest, his masculinity actually increased after getting tanned.

Semiramis at least liked men with this skin color, after all, the Assyrian Empire she once ruled was located in the Middle East, where most men had this skin color.

"That's not a good reputation."

Semiramis gave a self-deprecating laugh. She had ascended to the throne by assassinating her husband and then ruled the Assyrian Empire for decades with brutal methods. Both the people and her subjects hated this woman to the core.