Davidian's Holy Grail War

"Leave it to me, Mother. We'll definitely handle Father's situation." Gareth also indicated that they should leave the matter to them. After all, they lived in the present, and it was their turn to shape the future.

Morgan nodded, and then a flash of blue light appeared before her eyes and she disappeared.

"Everyone, go and rest. We'll meet again in three hours and depart. We'll be facing Lord Davian in the final battle of this Lostbelt."

Ritsuka told everyone to rest; there was no room for trickery in this final battle. They had to confront Davidian head-on and defeat him. If they couldn't, then it was all over.

He returned to his room and looked at the pile of extra stuff. He couldn't help but laugh, thinking back on it; although the trip hadn't been long, it had certainly been very interesting.

Gareth's lance and shield, Percival's Chosen Spear, and the longsword left behind by Muramasa. Suddenly, I feel like he could open a museum right now, exhibiting all the things he obtained in Lostbelts and Singularities. The contemporary magic world would probably be shaken to its core!

He then returned to his bed, casually leaned against the wall, and began to recall every detail, the tranquility before the great battle... Upon careful reflection, he never expected to have so many novel experiences in this singularity.

At that moment, Mash entered his room. Ritsuka smiled even more broadly as he looked at her, but he also asked Mash what she was doing there. This was private time; wouldn't it be more important for her to rest?

"I feel more at ease when I'm with my seniors."

Hearing her words, Ritsuka smiled and waved to her, while Mashu got into bed and nestled in Ritsuka's arms. The two savored this moment, even though they were about to embark on a battle they themselves didn't know they could win.

But at least for now, let them enjoy a moment of peace.

In Camelot's throne hall, Davidian knelt on one knee before the throne, sword in hand.

Morgan sat on her throne, the only thing still intact in these ruins.

No one spoke. Davidian didn't want to, and Morgan couldn't, for her soul was no longer there. What sat upon the throne was merely a corpse.

Perhaps at this point we should be grateful that it was just poison; at least it preserved a last shred of dignity, didn't it?

"You look so pathetic now. You were much more dashing in the Temple of Time when you were a Grand Master."

The voice that Davidian hated sounded from behind him. Davidian didn't even get up when he heard it. He simply replied calmly that he was probably not the same person he was back then.

Power is just power; what truly changes is the heart.

"I understand. That's just the kind of creature humans are. They're coming soon; this is the final battle. If you win, this planet and everything else will come to an end. That's fine, at least for humanity."

Davidon already understood what was going on, but he couldn't be bothered to answer. Possessing magical power, his vision was even far superior to the speaker's, but he didn't care. If Chaldea could defeat him, he would be willing to offer them many pointers.

"Beast, do you think they will bring about a miracle? A miracle that will defeat me, the Lord of Camelot?"

Upon hearing David's question, the man pondered for a moment before simply saying he didn't know, as he was no longer omnipotent. However, the support from Humanity was on its way; although David was no longer a beast, the commotion he was causing was simply too great. Not to mention the Restraining Force, even the Soul of the Planet was struggling to cope.

"Is that so? Then you can go first, but remember to watch the outcome of this battle. If I lose, it means these people really have an unlimited future. And if I win, then perhaps it will be just as you wish."

David shooed him away as if he were a mosquito, but the man showed no displeasure. On the contrary, he left only after bowing respectfully, for he felt he had to show David the utmost respect now.

Time passed slowly, and steady footsteps echoed in the stairwell. When the three entered the throne room, they were greeted by David, who remained kneeling, and Morgan, who sat on the throne.

At that moment, they instantly became alert. One David was already difficult to deal with, and if Morgan were added, then there would be no chance of victory.

"Don't worry, what's on the throne is just a corpse. Ah... it's quite ridiculous, if you could get Morgan's body, then Caster wouldn't need to enter the Cosmic Furnace at the chosen location. As material, Morgan, who has made many pilgrimages, is far superior to Caster."

As he spoke, he drew his sword, stood up, and opened the book in his hand.

Morgan Le Fey!

He retrieved the remains from the throne into his book, then put the book away. The next instant, his hand held a grimoire. Everyone immediately went on high alert; this power was no joke.

"This is the final battle. After all this is over, the planet will come to its end. Bring it on, Chaldea. Whether you are killed by me or defeated by me is up to you."

Dark wings unfurled once more, and Davian walked slowly toward them. Armed and with his cloak billowing, his power surged once more, even more terrifying than it had been on the deck of Storm Border.

"We will never give up like this! Transform!" Ritsuka swung her sword, unleashing a crisscrossing sword aura. However, the aura was deflected back by Davidian with a single hand, allowing Ritsuka to transform and charge towards him.

The three men were locked in combat with David, but at this moment it was less of a battle and more of a game for David; with his current strength, crushing these three men was as easy as crushing ants for him.

But he wasn't in a hurry. Time was passing by, and the world-destroying giant sword was eroding the core of the entire planet. When the time came, the end would naturally come.

He casually shattered the spirit core image summoned by Ritsuka. It has to be said that after obtaining the Holy Sword and strengthening his main body, this kid will probably be quite troublesome against other enemies. Originally, you could call him a glass cannon, but now this guy is a cannon whose main body is particularly powerful. Ordinary opponents would be lucky to last two minutes.

However, this is useless against Davidan now; the gap is too vast. Forget summoning a Spirit Origin Shadow; even if you unleashed a meteor shower right here, Davidan could easily push it back, giving the Throne of Heroes a small, albeit omniscient, shock…

"Is that all? Well... I'm tired of it. You may all leave." A powerful burst of hellfire erupted from David's body, sending the three people beside him flying. Ritsuka crashed to the ground, and the light of miracles emanating from him began to fade.

David then slowly walked back to the throne and sat down, just as he had said before, he was tired of it.

Chapter 476 Crown

"This can hardly be called a battle; it's just killing time." He sighed, then raised his hand, and a blazing ball of light appeared in his palm.

"Disappear, everything..."

He gently tossed the blazing ball of light towards the three people before him. This simple strike should have reduced them all to dust. Theoretically, a direct hit would have guaranteed no survivors, but…

Golden light fell from the sky, and the massive sword in the newcomer's hand deflected the blazing fireball off course and struck the ceiling above.

This simple strike destroyed all the buildings above them, but that didn't matter now. The person wielding the greatsword was what truly drew everyone's attention.

She first smiled and glanced back at Ritsuka, then looked at David in front of her and said, "I have been summoned here by contract with a magician from another land. This time it is not to correct Britain, but to save the world from war. Even at the end of time, this sword will be handed to him."

Looking at her like this, David's tone, unusually shifting from utter languor to at least some variation, softened as he smiled and said:

"Ah~ that's quite interesting. You've become a Heroic Spirit, and also a human support device to fight against the threats to the stars. Artoria Avalon, that's rather interesting."

He propped his head up with one hand and looked at the little girl in front of him who looked exactly like the king when he was young. Sure enough, anyone with this face is an extraordinary person.

She was clearly a fairy from paradise, but after being shattered by herself, she still managed to become a Heroic Spirit. She's a true example of someone who refuses to admit defeat. All the characters in the Artoria series are like that.

"And this spirit foundation, a Grand Swordsman? Humanity is really willing to spend so much..." As Davidan spoke, five more beams of light rushed into the Jade Throne Hall.

Ritsuka watched as the lights materialized before him. He was utterly incredulous. Before, one was already a feat, but now six had appeared at once? Six Grand Servants? This was outrageous!

Grand Swordsman Artoria Avalon, Grand Lancer Romulus Quirinus, Grand Archer Orion, Grand Cavalry Taikomo, Grand Magician Merlin, and Grand Assassin Hassan Sabbah.

Aside from the Grand Berserker, all six other Grand-ranked warriors had descended upon this place. This was practically a standard Beast-versus-Beast lineup, an extraordinary battle rarely seen before, yet…

"That's it……?"

Ritsuka could still sense the deep disappointment in David's tone, and his disappointment was even reflected in his behavior—he hadn't even gotten up yet and was still sitting on the jade throne.

Out of courtesy, he then stood up to greet his former Grand Servants. Each of the arriving Grand Servants returned the greeting in respect.

"Ancestor God, it's been a long time." The last person he bowed to was Romulus, and Romulus returned the same greeting.

"Lord, Rome understands your actions. This war is for justice, not for personal grudges. To protect Rome (the world), Rome (I) must fight you."

Davidian also expressed his understanding, saying that it was what they should do, that they did nothing wrong, and that the mistake was their own.

So the next moment, the battle between the two sides began.

"Everyone! I'll go first! All eighty-four talismans activated! Heavens above, open your gates, stars above—[God-Slaying Whip]!"

Taigong Wang hurled his iron whip into the sky, and the God-Slaying Whip grew countless times larger as it hurtled towards David. However, David simply waved his hand dismissively, and the giant sword that had been hovering in the cave flew in and stopped the whip's trajectory.

The two enormous weapons clashed back and forth in the air, each collision producing a deafening roar that shocked Ritsuka and Mashu.

Taigong Wang was forced to sit down and fight with all his might against Davian's greatsword using his God-Slaying Whip. Frankly, he was at a huge disadvantage this time. Before coming, he had no way to investigate Davian's current situation and could only try his brute force approach. Now it seemed that the opponent was stronger...

Romulus didn't move; he swung his right hand towards Davian in the distance. The next moment, a dazzling beam of light blasted towards Davian. Those around couldn't tell how many punches he threw; they only knew that a wave of his hand created a screen of light.

However, David simply waved his cloak, and the endless attacks were transferred to some unknown world. The next moment, he closed the magic book on his belt and activated his ultimate move!

[Magic Reading]!

【The End of the World】!

Davidian unleashed a three-stage finishing move right from the start, and the magic array above the planet activated at that moment, accelerating its erosion of the planet.

This deadly move forced Romulus to take to the air in an emergency and use his Noble Phantasm to forcefully withstand the attack of the spell array. At this moment, the sound emanating from the planet could not be described as a mournful cry, but rather as a wail of despair.

"Release from my limbs, divine power, radiant power. Power that will reach beyond the stars—[Our arms will expand all, to the heavens]!"

At this moment, he was burning his Grand Spirit Origin with all his might to temporarily resist the attack of this spell. This power was simply too strong. Even if the planet itself had a restraining force to protect it from destruction, it could not hold out for long.

The Old Man of the Mountain's greatsword and Orion's club attacked him simultaneously from the left and right, but at that moment, black wings extended from David's back and blocked their attacks.

But this was a combined attack from three forces. Avalon gripped the Vulcan Greatsword Mamiyadez and slashed it directly at him. Faced with such an attack, Davidian unusually raised his sword. The Nameless Sword, enhanced by the grimoire, almost instantly annihilated the powerful force attached to Mamiyadez.

Then, countless black-feathered arrows erupted from his wings, the dense barrage piercing through the three people beside him. But the next moment, those three instantly transformed into countless flower petals.

David looked at Merlin; he was indeed a master at support. However, this time, their presence was somewhat superfluous. So he pressed the button on his belt three more times in quick succession.

【Open The Story of The End】!

The second, triple-hit attack: four dark figures appeared from the front.

“I understand your mission this time, but to be honest, this battle has little to do with you… So let them keep you occupied and kill time. Don’t worry, I’ve already adjusted their Spirit Origin strength to the Grand rank. Until the outcome is decided, you should be too busy to do anything else.”

The shadows of Bagst, Bavanshi, Melyuchina, and Oberon rushed toward them. Except for Avalon, each had their own adversary to contend with.

Then Davidian clapped his hands, and the four Grand Lords and the four Calamities vanished from the Throne Hall. They were probably just tossed aside by Davidian in some random corner of Britain; they certainly weren't coming back anytime soon.

"Alright, now it's just the four of you left. This is the best that four Round Table Servants can achieve."

As David spoke, he slowly walked towards them, sword in hand, and everyone's hearts were in their throats.

This time, they won't receive any more support.

Chapter 477 The End

All of Avalon's weapons flew out at this moment, with her now acting as the vanguard, while the other three rushed up together to engage Davian in battle.

This battle was slightly better than before when there were only three of them, but only slightly. After all, at least this time their weapons could hit Davidian; they went from being unable to hit him to at least being able to hit him, or something like that.