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

The girl in white instinctively raised her sword as she looked at Nero and his party blocking her way.

"...Are you planning to block my way?"

“That’s why we came here.” Ritsuka ran to the front and stood opposite Attila. “We can’t let you go any further!”

“Yes, that’s what I’ll do.” Nero also drew his primordial fire, its tip meeting the tip of Attila’s tricolor sword. “I will stop you. I will not let you advance another step. You once said you would destroy the world. I don’t understand. Why would you say something like that?”

"This world is full of beautiful things. Flowers are beautiful, songs are beautiful, gold is beautiful, and love is beautiful." The girl, as passionate as a rose, covered her chest with her hand. "That's right, and more importantly, this world [Rome] is filled with my love! And yet you are destroying everything? Don't you think it's a waste, Attila?"

"I—am a Hunnic warrior." The words remained familiar, and Attila's expression remained unwavering. "And also their king. The destroyer who annihilated this western world."

“These words again…” Nero glanced sideways, a hint of pity in his eyes for the white-clad girl before him. “How tragic, Attila. Yet, I find even this tragedy beautiful. I cannot stand idly by; I sense immense contradiction and pain in your very existence.”

"In terms of strength, I may not have the advantage. But in terms of love, I am someone you can never reach!"

"I don't understand beauty, nor do I understand love," the girl resolutely denied Nero's words.

“Mr. Nianzhuo. Her words are different from before.” Mashu whispered to Nianzhuo standing behind her, “It seems that she is not just automatically repeating what she said.”

“That’s true… Maybe she’s just a girl who doesn’t understand the world very well?” Seeing the surprised look in Mashu’s eyes as she turned her head, Nianzhuo realized that he had said too much. “Sorry… I didn’t say anything. Forget about that.”

“However, the reaction is—” Dr. Roman stared intently at the screen, also seemingly deep in thought.

Suddenly, he clapped his hands loudly, startling Mashu.

"I see! She's out of control, integrated with the Holy Grail! But this won't do; we can't solve this through conversation alone!" Dr. Roman stared at the ever-increasing magical energy on the screen, so tense he even forgot to eat the cake he had in his mouth. "The magical reaction is intensifying; we must stop her before she unleashes that attack. This is Rome's final battle—Mash! Nencho and Ritsuka!"

"Master, please give the order for the Servant battle!" Mash clenched her hands somewhat uncertainly, then assumed a fighting stance.

"Alright, then I can't lose either!" Nian Zhuo clenched his fists and placed the driver on his waist.

"So—" He fumbled in his pocket, taking out the watch face he'd first grasped, "I've decided to use this—"

On the Drive dial, the crack that seemed to be etched deep in Nian Zhuo's memory still lay there quietly, as if mocking his ignorance.

Without uttering a word, Nian Zhuo simply put it back in his pocket and then took out another watch face.

“Ghost…?” Lying in his hand, Nian Zhuo smiled and twisted the yellow dial, placing it on the driver at his waist.

First, a silver time ring enveloped Nian Zhuo's figure layer by layer.

Then, behind the bright silver ring, a huge earth-yellow eye soul mark appeared.

"Rider Time! Kamen Rider Zi-O!"

The black and yellow cloaked ghost merged with the armor and the turbid spirit.

"Armor Time! Kaigan! Ghost!"

"I'm hungry, Nianzhuo." Xiaozun patted Nianzhuo's shoulder from behind. "So after we're done fighting, let's go eat?"

"Ah, certainly." Holding the Time Gunsword in his hand, Nian Zhuo's Eye Soul Shoulder Armor also emitted a faint blue light. "So, burn your life!"

Words are useless! Only battle can truly persuade.

Attila, of course, showed no mercy, and her tricolor sword swiftly slashed towards Nero's neck.

"Tch, is there no way to communicate now?" Flames soared into the air from the blade of the Primordial Fire.

The fiery red blade clashed with the tri-colored blade, bringing their faces much closer together.

Attila saw pity and sorrow in Nero's eyes, as well as a trace of insignificant anger.

Nero saw the emptiness and confusion in Attila's eyes, as well as her determination to complete her so-called mission.

The next second, the two figures separated at the same time, and Nian Zhuo and Mashu also arrived at the battlefield.

Facing three opponents alone, the current situation looks very unfavorable for Attila.

But that's only what it looks like.

Unexpectedly, all three people present were overwhelmed by Attila.

"Ugh... her sword is so heavy!" With each charge and swing, Nero's hands trembled, yet Attila remained completely unfazed. "What kind of monster is she? Doesn't she ever seem to have any stamina?!"

“…” Nian Zhuo did not answer, as he was now fully focused on his close combat with Attila.

Her swordsmanship, inherited from Galahad, became even more proficient after Boudica's special training and her battle with the berserk Lancelot.

"Not enough, not enough!" Nian Zhuo gripped the Time Gun Sword in his hand even tighter, his mind gradually emptying.

Faster, stronger slashes! You must use every trick in the book to defeat the Servant in front of you!

As the spear and sword flipped, Attila saw the bright silver blades seemingly connected.

“…Interesting.” As a strand of white hair swayed, Attila widened her eyes slightly. “To think that it could hurt me, the King of the Huns.” Her tone was serious, not mechanical.

Then, Attila's three-colored blades stopped simply defending and instead launched a fierce attack on Nianzhuo.

The moment the sword in his hand stopped, Nian Zhuo saw a colorful blade appear in front of him.

More powerful and faster, Nian Zhuo was instantly struck by the blade, bursting into a series of sparks.

Even with Attila wielding her sword, she still had the strength to block Mash's shield-raising attack.

...It's too difficult...

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"Ha!!" Attila suddenly exerted force with her arm, pushing Mashu and Nianzhuo away at the same time.

The three-colored blade in his hand shone brightly, and a dazzling sword aura pushed Nero away from charging forward.

Attila had been on the defensive since the start of the battle, only now turning to offense.

"Tch—this swordsmanship is far inferior." Lying on the ground, Nian Zhuo could still feel a slight stinging sensation in the places where Attila's blade had cut him.

Natural Physical Body: EX (Grail Enhancement) Born with a fully realized physical body as a living being. Can temporarily increase the strength parameter level.

Skills that originally required practice with the master to improve have now been upgraded to the highest level thanks to the Holy Grail.

"...Weak warriors, now it's my turn." The girl brandished her three-colored sword and charged back towards Mash, who was closest to her.

"Clang—" The first strike landed on Mash's shield, and then the blade moved even faster, raining down on the shield with a series of clanging sounds.

The three-colored blades left colorful afterimages in mid-air. Mashu couldn't even see through the trajectory of the blades and could only passively hold her shield in front of Attila, barely managing to withstand the continuous slashes.

Finally, with a thrust from Attila, Mash was sent flying, rolling several times on the ground before finally coming to a stop.

"Ugh...! So strong..." It was on a completely different level. Mashu didn't even have the strength to stand up again. Her hands and feet were trembling. The girl's ferocious slash had left a very deep impression on her.

It may be hard to believe, but the girl, wielding a three-colored longsword, completely defeated the shield-bearers in a head-on battle.

"Hmm, it's not over yet!" Nero, holding the primordial fire in one hand, attacked Attila again.

"I already said it's a waste of time!" Somewhat angry, the white-clad girl swung her sword at Nero with a backhand strike.

"Clang—" To her surprise, the sound that came was not the sound of blades clashing together, but the sound of a blade striking a shield, just like before.

"You didn't expect that, did you... I still have a trump card to play! Attila!" The shield that blocked Attila's sword was now lying on one of Nero's arms. It was a golden, round shield with a deep blue gem in the center. The girl chuckled triumphantly.

Then, the primordial fire in her other hand attacked Attila's delicate neck, the flames leaping on the blade gleaming in Attila's eyes.

Unfortunately, the next girl moved her blade without hesitation, blocking the incoming fiery red greatsword. At the same time, she also grabbed the blue gem in the center of Nero's shield, which he was trying to thrust forward with his other hand.

As a human, Nero struggled to even block Attila's sword; when it came to sheer physical strength, he was defeated in the next moment.

The tricolor swords deflected Nero's Primal Flame, then casually struck the round shield that Nero was trying to raise again.

"Crack—" The sound of metal being cut was heard. Nero could only stare wide-eyed as he saw a small piece of the round shield being sliced ​​off by the tricolor sword. Then, he was sent flying by Attila's sword hilt.

Just as Attila was about to press her advantage, several strangely shaped cloaked ghosts suddenly appeared and blocked her path.

At the same time, a rapid whooshing sound came from behind.

Turning around instantly, Attila's wielding sword once again blocked Nian Zhuo's backstab, but unfortunately, the strangely colored cloaked ghosts also rushed towards Attila at just the right moment.

"Tsk... I was noticed." Nian Zhuo was somewhat unwilling. Just now, using the ethereal ability of Ghost form, Nian Zhuo barely managed to get behind Attila, wanting to launch a sneak attack to interfere with her attack. However, unfortunately, she noticed him in an instant.

"...I've already told you, this is all in vain." The girl pressed down harder on the tricolored sword in her hand, somewhat impatiently, and forcefully pressed it against Nian Zhuo's faceless mask. "Cowards who can't even show their true faces, don't cause trouble here!"

The cloaked ghosts continued to surround Nianzhuo and Attila, who were locked in a battle of wills, occasionally launching a sudden attack to disrupt Attila's plans to pursue them.

"One or two, so noisy." As if realizing her earlier loss of composure, Attila took advantage of the moment when a cloaked ghost flew over and used her still-powerful right hand to deliver a punch.

"Crack—" came a sound like something breaking, and the cloaked ghost seemed to have completely disappeared, its figure turning into cubes and shattering completely.

"--!" The next moment, Nian Zhuo's figure also suddenly stopped, and the force in his hand lessened considerably.

Attila was not about to let this opportunity slip by. She immediately knocked Nian Zhuo's Time Spear away and followed up with a spinning kick that struck Nian Zhuo in the abdomen.

"--Cough!" Feeling the impact of the boot, Nian Zhuo coughed in pain, enduring tremendous force, and his figure couldn't help but fall backward.

After rolling around on the ground several times, it finally stopped, but the Ghost form on its body was completely deactivated.

Attila looked at Nianzhuo, who was lying motionless on the ground, without any change in expression.

However, Nian Zhuo, who was lying on the ground, was completely different. Even after reverting to the Zi-O basic armor, he still couldn't hide the shocked expression hidden under his mask.

Just a moment ago, it felt as if my soul had left my body.

At the same time, his physical stats and the enhancement abilities of his Ghost form have been significantly weakened. What exactly happened?

Apart from the cloaked ghost that turned into a cube and disappeared completely, the other eye-cones also disappeared into the ghost-shaped dial.

With difficulty, Nian Zhuo grasped the Ghost watch face that had fallen to the ground not far away, and he could feel that the force on the watch face had lessened slightly.

—That Eye Soul Phantom was destroyed by Attila.

Although it's very illogical, this is the only possibility that Nianzhuo can think of.

It was precisely because Attila's attack completely destroyed the ghost that Nian Zhuo's body stiffened for a moment and even felt like he was "out of his body".

It was precisely because the Eye Soul Ghost was destroyed that the Ghost's power decreased, which is why she was knocked away.

"Holy crap... what kind of bug-level ability is this?" With some difficulty, Nian Zhuo stood up, clutching his still-twitching abdomen, and looked shakily at Attila, who remained calm and composed.

"Can this guy really be defeated...?" The answer was yes, but Nianzhuo still couldn't make up his mind.

"Everyone! Don't lose!" The familiar shouts from afar clearly reached everyone's ears.

As an ordinary person, and the only one without any ability to protect herself, Ritsuka can only stay far away to ensure her safety.

At this moment, she didn't hesitate to expose herself to Attila's view, shouting to cheer them on.

“…I really have a good Master, I think so from the bottom of my heart.” Suddenly, the aura around Nian Zhuo changed.