Thanks for the invitation. I'm in Type-Moon, inheriting the legacy of Zi-O.

—All you need to do is change its direction.

The hissing sound of friction continued as the bright silver blade above Nian Zhuo's head sparked from the friction with the ball of light. Then, Nian Zhuo continued forward, tossing the ball of light aside.

Thump—The ball of light crashed to the ground and instantly turned into a small mound of earth.

"I see, hiding magic within an attack... Clever fellow." Nian Zhuo moved erratically, his footwork seemingly random, as he brushed past the ball of light above his head.

Thump, thump—the sound of the light orbs hitting the ground kept coming. Every time one hit a spot, a small stone wall would rise up in that spot.

Even so, he still couldn't touch Nianzhuo's body.

"In that case, how about this move!" Nian Zhuo's body drew a 'U' shape under the enhancement of red light particles, and instantly appeared behind the man. The blade in his hand was covered with blue destructive light particles, and he went towards the man's neck.

"—!" Startled, the white-robed man turned around much faster than Nian Zhuo could swing his blade—

But he showed no fear; instead, he wore a gentle smile.

"!" The next moment, Nian Zhuo felt a strong wind coming from above his head, and the monster that had been created instantly blocked in front of the white-robed man.

The attack was unstoppable, and Nian Zhuo slashed the familiar directly with the black blade, which had been enhanced with increased destructive power.

"This!" However, the expected scene of easily breaking did not occur. Instead, the blade that Nian Zhuo used to strike the familiar's arms was constantly colliding and rubbing against the earthen-yellow crystal, sparking one spark after another.

Crack—Then, the blue light particles, carrying blades, smashed a spiderweb-like crack into the crystal.

"Tch." Then, the familiar in front of him turned to the side, and the emerald green gale came from the hand of the white-robed man standing behind him.

Nianzhuo had no choice but to step back, and the distance between the two widened once again.

"Not bad, really not bad." Looking at the cracks appearing on the crystal of the familiar arm he had created, the white-robed man couldn't help but clap his hands. "Actually, it was able to crack my elemental spirit Elemental·Earth with just one strike. It should be a little guy with the hardness of diamond." While praising it, the white-robed man took out a fiery red gem and surrounded it around the short sword.

"Didn't you say you were going to use your trump card?" With a slight smile, the white-robed man channeled fiery red magic into the short sword in his hand. "Then, this is my first trump card—"

"Come forth! Second elemental spirit, Elemental·Fire!" As he chanted, the fiery red gems encircling the short sword in his hand shattered once more.

As flames shot up, the fragments of the gem coalesced into a red sphere similar to the original golden sphere.

Just by the appearance of the heat wave, Nian Zhuo could feel the heat rushing towards him.

"This is my second child..." He gently stroked the fiery red sphere in front of him, the terrifying heat seemingly having no effect on him. He looked at Nian Zhuo not far away with a smile, "So, how will you deal with it?"

There is a golden earth elemental familiar with a hardness like diamond, and a fiery red fire elemental familiar with a scorching heat like flames.

Looking at the monsters in front of him, Nian Zhuo remained silent and raised his sword.

"A solution? That's too easy." He said softly, while gripping the strongest ultimate sword and the time gun sword with both hands.

"--Just smash all of these, won't that solve everything!" He threw the Time Gunsword into the air, and with his free hand, he flipped the driver at his waist.

Just like Mordred's fighting style, Nianzhuo quickly raised his hand to catch the falling blade, and charged towards the white-robed man with both swords in hand.

"Hmph, reckless courage." With a light laugh, the white-robed man waved his hand, and emerald green gems instantly formed a circle around the sword blade.

The tornado flew from the sword tip, rushing horizontally towards the oncoming Nian Zhuo.

"Saikyo! Finish Time—!"

The two swords that Nianzhuo held both emitted light at the same time.

"First strike!" Nian Zhuo shouted, raising his strongest ultimate sword at the same time.

"【Rider Giri】——!" Purple light appeared on the blade of the strongest limit sword, and Nian Zhuo swung it horizontally with one hand.

The purple sword light collided with the flying emerald green tornado. The emerald green tornado was shattered by the purple sword light, which continued its momentum towards the white-robed man.

"What—!" This time it was the white-robed man's turn to be surprised. The great magic-level gale he had unleashed, which cost him many gems, was actually shattered by that seemingly ordinary purple sword light.

"—." With steady movements, the golden earth elemental familiar stood in front of the white-robed man.

The purple sword light struck the opponent's body, and a cracking sound rang out. As the sword light shattered, a crack was left on the crystalline, hard lump on the familiar's chest.

"Second strike—!" Before it was over, Nian Zhuo used the Knight's Slash to spin his body and successfully negate the pre-attack animation of the second strike, the Time Gun Sword in his hand flashing with silver light.

He strode quickly to the fire and earth elemental familiars.

"【Overlord Slash!】(Haou Giri!)"

Then, the silver blade sliced ​​horizontally across the bodies of the fire and earth elemental familiars.

On one side was a wave of heat hitting my face, and on the other side were hard walls that kept bothering my ears.

Nianzhuo pressed down hard on the blade in his hand, trying to push it forward even just a little bit.

The black mist climbed up the blade, and the blue light spots also shone brightly, increasing the destructive power of Nian Zhuo's slash.

Finally—the constant cracking and shattering sounds reached my ears.

Nian Zhuo struck the earth elemental familiar where it already had cracks, and the cracks were now widening.

"Aaaah—!" Nian Zhuo shouted loudly, and then the blade in his hand finally shattered the hard stone wall.

On the other side, the fire elemental familiar, with its blazing flames, clashed with Nian Zhuo's sword... but ultimately it was extinguished.

With a hiss, Nian Zhuo's figure broke through the body of the fire elemental familiar, as if he had been reborn from the ashes.

"!" What appeared in Nian Zhuo's eyes was the panicked look on the white-robed man's face as he finally appeared... and the bright red stone he was holding.

"This is the final blow!" Nian Zhuo tossed the two sword blades aside, his red and blue eye armor flashing with purple light.

Using the form of Dangerous Rabbit Tank and the power of Decade, several light screens resembling cards appeared in front of Nencho.

Immediately afterwards, an ominous black light appeared on Nian Zhuo's right foot, passing through the several light screens.

"Hazard Finish Time Breake—!"

Before the white-robed man could react, Nian Zhuo raised his leg and kicked him in the stomach.

A dull thud—a sound of flesh being pierced rang out. Nian Zhuo's attack had indeed struck the white-robed man in the abdomen, sending him flying.

His body tumbled on the ground like a kite with its string cut, finally landing heavily a short distance away.

The white robe of the man in the white robe was covered in dust, and he had lost his breath.

"..." Slowly retracting his leg, Nian Zhuo did not retrieve the 'dead' magician, but instead looked at Mash and Mordred, who were fighting Jack to the side.

The battle was nearing its end. Jack's injuries and disordered breathing, along with Mash and Mordred's steady movements, made it clear to Nian Zhuo without even looking who would ultimately win.

Jack gritted his teeth as he was repelled once again, and another wound appeared on his left arm as he tried to dodge Mordred's attack.

He tore off the bandage from his hand and wrapped it around the wound. Immediately afterward, a bright green light appeared, and the bleeding wound suddenly stopped.

“A simple treatment… It seems Jack is already fighting a desperate battle.” Even so, Nian Zhuo did not let his guard down. The Time Gun Sword he had thrown out returned to his hand and turned into a short gun.

"This place is hell." He said in a cute voice, but there was no smile on Jack's face.

"!" Upon hearing that familiar voice, Nian Zhuo instantly understood, "She's unleashing her Noble Phantasm!"

In the blink of an eye, Nian Zhuo flipped the driver at his waist and raised the muzzle of his gun.

The pitch-black mist gathered, as if it were about to burst forth at any moment.

However, Jack disappeared from the spot.

The fog thickened, surrounding the group.

"We are fire, we are rain, we are power." A girl's voice echoed from the mist. At the same time, four short swords flew out of the mist and attacked Mashu directly. "Slaughter, descend upon this place."

"[Maria the Ripper!] --!"

Appearing behind Mash, Jack raised his short sword, now with a purple blade, and slashed down towards Mash's neck—

【Disintegration of the Holy Mother】: D~B Usually four D-level daggers, when the conditions are met, they will be imbued with the resentment of "the children who could not even become prostitutes, who were supposedly killed and abandoned by as many as 80,000 prostitutes in the slums of London at the time, under the pretext of making a living".

The conditions are as follows: "It is nighttime", "The other party is female (or female)", and "It is foggy".

If the Noble Phantasm is used when all conditions are met, the target's internal organs will be immediately pulled out of the body, turning the target into a dissected corpse.

If all conditions are not met, it will only inflict simple damage; however, the power will increase with each condition that is met.

Since this Noble Phantasm is not an attack with a knife, but a curse, it can be used from a distance.

The effect of this Noble Phantasm does not require physical defense, but rather resistance to curses.

Now, all three conditions have been met.

It was nighttime, the other party was a woman, and there was a thick fog.

Transformed into a B-rank curse, Jack was about to swing it at Mash.

Then, her small body was pierced by a black bullet that suddenly flew out.

"Eh—" Startled at first, Jack looked up and saw Nian Zhuo raising a gun at her in the distance.

"Huff... huff..." Finally, he made it at the last moment, and Nianzhuo's finger trembled as he pulled the trigger.

Even if he gets pierced through, Jack will still wield the curse in his hand.

"...Got you." Then, what appeared in front of him was a sword blade accompanied by howling crimson lightning.

But behind Nian Zhuo, the white-robed man who had fallen to the ground and was already 'dead' suddenly twitched his fingers.

Jack departs [faking his death]

Blood dripped onto the ground, drop by drop.

Jack stared blankly at the huge penetrating wound in his chest, as drops of bright red blood slowly oozed from it.

Not far away, Mordred remained in the same sword-wielding posture, the bloodstains on the tip of the bright silver blade telling her that it was all real.

The two cursed blades she originally held had shattered, and having been interrupted during the activation of her Noble Phantasm, she no longer had enough mana to continue using it.

Clang—two short knives fell to the ground, and Jack simply covered his wound.

"...It's all over." Nian Zhuo slowly retracted his gun, the blade springing out, and he slowly walked towards Jack.

"...Why...why." She didn't want to struggle, she didn't even try to heal herself, she just raised her head, tears welling in her eyes. "Why...why...we just wanted to..."

“…You just want to go back, don’t you?” Nian Zhuo walked up to her, stopping Mash and Ritsuka from approaching. Seeing Jack crying uncontrollably like a child who couldn’t go home, he raised the blade in his hand.

“…Why…Why…Tell me…” Grabbing Nian Zhuo’s armor with both hands, Jack raised his head and looked at his black mask and red and blue eyes…but he could not see the expression behind the mask.

“When your actions cause trouble for your family, there’s no going back, Jack.” He said in a low voice, the blade in his hand piercing the girl’s heart. “So, I can’t take you home, but I can help you forget all this for a while.”

"Ah...ahhh..." Feeling the instantaneous pain in his heart, Jack's eyes lost their luster and gradually turned into golden particles and dissipated.

If it were just Mordred's fatal blow, Jack would still experience pain before dying, so Nianzhuo decided to give her a quick death.