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

"Yes!" Mash nodded and slammed her shield heavily onto the ground.

The pristine white city walls slowly coalesced, reflected in the other's eyes.

"—【Simulated Deployment of a Hypothetical Noble Phantasm/Foundation of Humanity (Lord Chaldeas)】!!"

"...Just a wall?" Standing behind Mash, watching the girl's back, Mordred looked up at the phantom of the white wall. "But one day, you will grow up too, Mash."

A massive, dark mist, as sharp as a cone, condensed at the tip of the spear, and King Arthur pointed it at the crowd.

The tip of the spear protruded.

Gale, countless gales, gales that stung my cheeks.

It transformed into a sharp blade, a long, black blade, slicing through everything around it, scattering the streets, and lifting stones from the ground into the air.

"This is not the true name release of a Noble Phantasm...! It is the release of the opponent's magical power!" With a slight turn of his hand, countless pure crystals grew along the white city wall, condensing into a thick barrier outside the wall.

"...No, what's wrong again?" Staring at the sharp blade of dark demonic mist that the other party was thrusting out, Nian Zhuo sensed a different aura from it.

"...【Invisible Air】!" Mordred recognized the Noble Phantasm the other party had deployed. "But... why is it this shape?"

In her mind, King Arthur's Wind King Barrier should be able to conceal his sword while also being used as a penetrating attack.

But this was the first time Mordred had ever seen such a black blade.

Wind King Barrier: C

When Saber manifests, she covers and hides the sword that is her Noble Phantasm, but this time she uses it only as a "Wind Noble Phantasm".

When used in conjunction with the Magic Release skill, it can provide agility enhancement and the acceleration effect of Super Jump, as well as a "splitting" long-range area-of-effect attack (Invisible Air) that unleashes accumulated wind all at once. (Unlike Saber's piercing type, this is a splitting type).

And so, the jet-black longsword slashed at the sparkling crystal outside the pristine white city wall.

Holy Lance - Anchored! [The Lance Shining at the End]!

The invincible, jet-black blade struck the snow-white city wall.

In just a few breaths, cracks appeared in the crystal-like barrier released by Nian Zhuo, and then the howling wind blades shattered it completely, smashing it into the city wall supported by Mashu.

"Ugh!" Instantly, the shield stuck in the ground, along with Mash's body, was pushed a distance away. Sparks flew as her boots scraped against the ground, leaving long marks.

"Ugh...ugh...I can't hold on...I can't..." The force coming from the shield grew heavier and heavier, and cracks gradually appeared on the snow-white city wall.

Even the city walls that could withstand King Arthur's holy sword gradually showed signs of fatigue under the opponent's blades, which were filled with high concentrations of magic and gale-force winds.

However, the only thing to be thankful for is that the opponent's sharp blade ultimately canceled out Mash's Noble Phantasm.

However, the enemy's surroundings and the gun were still shrouded in countless demonic mists. Neither the cold killing intent in their eyes nor the neighing of their horses had changed in the slightest. This was not a good omen for Nian Zhuo and Mashu.

After Mashu unleashed a Noble Phantasm, the magical power originating from Ritsuka was almost completely depleted.

Nian Zhuo clenched his fist, the timer in his mind from the system was running out.

Once time passes, he will be temporarily powerless due to forcibly using power beyond his current level. But the most fatal thing is that with their current power, Nian Zhuo and the others are unable to defeat the dark king in front of them.

"So... we're going to gamble again." Brushing off imaginary dirt, Nianzhuo stood up and stood in front of Mashu. "Then let's gamble, Mordred."

"I don't know what you're planning." The sword no longer crackled with lightning; Mordred now resembled a hunter who knew how to conceal his fangs, ready to deliver a fatal blow to his enemy at any moment. "But count me in."

"Alright, Mashu, protect Ritsuka for now." With a wave of her hand, the dazzling crystals reappeared in front of Nianzhuo and flew towards King Arthur, who was sitting on his horse.

Click—the hands in my mind turned, and time stopped at one minute.

"Then—let's go!" As he swung the spikes, Nian Zhuo grabbed the Brilliant Sword Axe with his other hand and charged head-on at the dark king.

"Oh!" Mordred acted simultaneously, their figures swiftly passing by the crystalline spikes that shot out, refracting countless afterimages.

King Arthur remained motionless, yet her hand pulled on the reins.

The mount reacted quickly, raising its hooves and emitting a piercing neigh.

He exhaled hot air from his nose, and at the same time, the numerous magical mists surrounding King Arthur's body met the flying crystal.

With a buzzing sound, the demonic mist opened its maw and swallowed the crystal, and blinding light burst out from the mist.

Meanwhile, Mordred and Nianzhuo finally arrived before King Arthur.

They didn't even need to communicate; after so many battles, their tacit understanding was beyond question.

At the same time, he raised the blade in his hand and swung it at different parts of the opponent's body.

This time, a serious look finally appeared in the other person's eyes.

Pulling on the reins, King Arthur was finally forced to retreat under the attack of the two men.

The tip of his spear deflected Nian Zhuo's swinging sword and axe, then clashed with Mordred's blade.

But just as she was pushed aside, a whooshing sound came from behind her, and Nian Zhuo raised his weapon again and swung it at her.

Dodging to the side, King Arthur released the reins with his other hand and clenched his fist, striking Nianzhuo in the side.

"Tch...!" His figure swayed uncontrollably, and Nian Zhuo fell to the other side.

The opponent's fist possessed unexpected strength, but the magic power wrapped around it played right into Nian Zhuo's hands, being absorbed by his robes and transformed into Nian Zhuo's own power.

Even though his figure swayed to the side, Nian Zhuo turned around and reached out his hand towards the other person's face.

Another crystal-like spike appeared in Nian Zhuo's palm, but because it had only been a short time, it was not very large, and instead shot towards the other's eyes like a fine needle.

On the other side, King Arthur's spear tip was constantly clashing with Mordred's sword blade. Facing the sound of the wind in her ears, she simply waved her hand, and a thick cloud of magical mist spewed from her fingertips, swallowing all the crystals that Nian Zhuo had unleashed.

"Tsk... This is really..." After many experiments, Nian Zhuo finally confirmed that the magic mist cast by the other party also had the effect of absorbing magic power, but unlike Nikola Tesla, the amount on the other party was simply too much.

Therefore, when the crystals released by Nian Zhuo collided with the demonic mist, they could only absorb each other's magical power and eventually dissipate together.

The second hand in his mind was ticking away, and there was very little time left for Nianzhuo.

"In that case, let's stake our pride on a head-on collision!" With his robes billowing, Nian Zhuo unleashed all of his EX-level magic power, transforming it into a pure torrent of magic that surged toward his opponent.

Although it was just a simple torrent of magic, unlike any kind of magic cannon or other attack, the sheer amount of magic it contained was truly moving.

This time, King Arthur could no longer ignore the attack from behind. With a slight glance to the side, he used the tip of his spear to launch an even more ferocious attack, forcing Mordred back.

"Tch... Still as powerful as ever... And if it weren't for Nianzhuo's help, I'd probably be dead by now." Staring into the other's cold, emotionless eyes, Mordred retreated unwillingly.

He turned around, raised his spear, and thrust it out.

Simple movements become extraordinary under the enhancement of the almost bug-like dark magic surging from the opponent.

However, when he turned around, King Arthur's eyes narrowed slightly.

The crystal-like flowers gradually bloomed, then burst into countless crystal fragments.

A surge of crystal-blue magic power erupted, and Nian Zhuo finally stopped concealing himself, unleashing all the magic power within him.

It transformed into a towering blue pillar of light, enveloping Nianzhuo's crystalline body.

The magic detection device in Chaldea completely crashed the moment Nencho unleashed that burst of magical light... it was beyond repair.

“This magical power… is so strong…” Mary stared blankly at the towering pillar of magical light. For a magician, magical power is equivalent to his own life, and it was being wasted so recklessly by the other party. However, the pillar of light was showing signs of becoming more and more solid.

However, the next moment, a fierce aura erupted from King Arthur, who was sitting upright on his horse.

The pitch-black magic, carrying other magic, collided with the crystalline pillar of light.

"—!—!" The horse neighed. Even as a heroic spirit, it could see how dangerous the clash of powers between the two was. Its survival instinct made it slightly uneasy.

"...Stop." However, King Arthur merely pulled on the reins, his lips barely moving, and the horse immediately quieted down. Holding his gun in one hand, King Arthur looked at Nian Zhuo not far away, a hint of fighting spirit finally rising in his eyes.

The pitch-black magic, along with the demonic mist emanating from the opponent, surged towards the spear in King Arthur's hand.

This is not the liberation of the [Wind King Barrier], but rather the true power of that spear, the Holy Spear Rungomminiad, that transcends it.

No, I absolutely cannot let her be freed! — This thought popped into my head.

The Holy Lance, Rungomminiad, the pillar of light that holds the world together.

If fully unleashed... it would definitely be an EX-level attack.

Even with such an attack, Nian Zhuo was confident he could fight back.

However, they could not guarantee the safety of Mordred, Mash, and Ritsuka.

Even the aftershocks of an EX-level Noble Phantasm clash would be enough to hurt them, especially since they're not at their peak right now, so Nianzhuo didn't dare take the risk.

"King Arthur! Don't blame me for being despicable!" Nian Zhuo stared at King Arthur, who was gathering magic power, and winked at Mordred, who was clutching the cracked armor on his chest.

The next moment, the crimson knight's figure vanished from the spot.

“Come on, Arthur Pendragon!” Nian Zhuo turned the hand-shaped driver at his waist and moved the dazzling ring on his finger above.

"Chōīne! Kick Strike! The best—!"

Brilliant crystal fragments coalesced behind Nianzhuo, forming enormous wings.

Behind them, a silver magic circle appeared, slowly rotating.

At the same time, Nian Zhuo's figure rose up, and the infinite magic power was transformed into light points and absorbed into Nian Zhuo's body.

The legs were gradually enveloped by various colorful particles.

Nianzhuo flapped its wings and aimed at King Arthur, who was gathering his strength, in mid-air.

"Strike Wizard—!"

Taking advantage of the fact that the opponent's gun had not yet fully gathered its power, Nian Zhuo gathered his strongest attack.

Then, flapping its crystal-clear wings, Nian Zhuo's body suddenly descended and kicked towards its opponent's body.

"...!!" Clearly, the opponent had not expected Nian Zhuo to complete the charging so quickly. Glancing at the gun barrel that was still absorbing magic power and magic mist, the black king gritted his teeth.

With a wave of his hand, he spat out several more streams of demonic mist, attempting to block Nian Zhuo's steps, which shone like diamonds in mid-air.

However, it was all in vain. Nian Zhuo, with his full power activated, not only slowed down the flow of time around his body to accelerate himself, but the power of the [Infinite Robe] had even extended to his entire body.

The incoming demonic mist struck Nian Zhuo, but was instantly absorbed by him, turning into specks of crystalline magic that strengthened Nian Zhuo himself.

"..." Having witnessed this scene, the dark king simply stopped charging up and instead raised the tip of his spear, which was already carrying countless storms and demonic mist.

Bang—bang bang bang—the sounds of gunfire continued to grow.

Dark red spikes kept emerging from the jet-black gun barrel.

"—Holy Lance, pull anchor." Raising the spear, covered in dark red spikes, with immense magical power and a violent storm that could move anyone, it was aimed at the Nian Zhuo that was attacking from mid-air.

"—Stand tall, take this! Thirteen Fangs!" King Arthur raised the spear tip high and thrust it toward Nian Zhuo with a solemn expression.