He's a crossover character in anime/manga, and basically just very despicable.

Kurosaki Azami drew his sword, the nine chain-like seals on the blade emanating an ominous aura. The Evil Emperor shouted towards that dimension that others could not observe.

Inside Araki Manor, eight figures surrounded a round table, but deliberately left one seat empty.

"Passed. This is a battle that transcends humanity."

Kaz laughed and cast his vote in favor.

"Passed. This is the fight for world domination."

Dior nodded in agreement with great interest.

"Passed. This is a battle to defend one's own interests."

Yoshikage Kira looked longingly at his girlfriend on the sofa.

"Passed. This is a war against demons."

As a counterpart from a parallel universe, Diablo immediately voted in favor.

"Passed! This is the battle for [the arrival of Heaven]."

Father Pucci smiled kindly and gently.

"Passed. This is the battle of the Dark Will."

Valentine seconded the motion.

"Passed. This is a battle for wealth and status."

Kurosaki Azami's actions were highly praised by Comrade Diego.

"Passed. This is a war that will bring endless calamity to the world."

Touyu, who had never appeared before, finally got a line of dialogue.

"Passed! [Born to be evil, with the utmost glory]!!!"

The final vote in favor was cast by Azami Kurosaki for himself.

"This is a battle where everything is at stake, a battle for victory and peace of mind!!!"

The longsword was swung out, unleashing a burst of dark purple light that devoured everything in its path, merging with the holy sword in the Knight King's hand, which had already been voted on.

If Saber's sword represents the golden path, then Kurosaki Azami's sword light represents the dark path.

A massive and pure "malice" surged forth as if it were materialized; it was pure, unadulterated evil.

As long as it's for the sake of achieving a goal, kinship, wealth, status... everything can be regarded as dog poop on the roadside. That is the malice of Kurosaki Azami himself, and it is also the malice of the entire multiverse.

"EX—calibur (Excalibur)!!!"

"EX—xielibur (Oath of Evil Sword)!!!"

The holy sword fell like a mountain.

The demonic sword roared up.

"Aaaaaaahh ...

“Wryyyyyyyy—!!!!”

Chapter 265 The Unjust War (Part 5) The Sunfire Sacrifice

"Has that cat... left?"

As the evil emperor clashes with the king of Britain, let us rewind time by about an hour.

In the forest, Lancelot, panting heavily, turned around and asked breathlessly.

"They're gone...they probably won't be coming back..."

Gawain was already lying on the ground recovering his stamina—he was the [Sun Knight], and during the day, especially at [3 PM], he had an abnormally strong boost from the [Saint's Number], so much so that even Lancelot, the chief of the Knights of the Round Table, could only fight a war of attrition against him.

Correspondingly, at 1 a.m., his buffs were nerfed so badly that they were unrecognizable, much like a game update.

"By the way... why did that cat come looking for us?"

As the highest-ranking Heroic Spirits summoned by fate to deal with Kurosaki Azami, the Knights of the Round Table did indeed know the inside story of Kurosaki Azami's side—including the disadvantage of Kurosaki Azami's side [lacking in high-end combat power].

"They're trying to stall us... Oh no! That Kurosaki Azami..."

The two knights' faces immediately turned frosty, and the worst possible words flashed through the loyal warrior's mind.

[Massacre of the city].

The only feasible way to bridge the gap in combat strength is to reduce the number of knights on Camelot's side, and then seize the opportunity to fight against the Knights of the Round Table.

"Whoa—my beloved horse!"

They whistled, but their loyal mounts, which should have stayed outside the forest, did not return. Unease, doubt, and anger filled the knights' hearts.

Struggling to support themselves, they helped each other out of the woods, where the scene before them filled them with rage.

Gawain was the most dazzling of the Knights of the Round Table and the origin of the English phrase "Prince Charming." His white horse was naturally a famous steed throughout history, and Lancelot's warhorse was also extremely magnificent—the warhorse was the knight's brother, even his life.

However, their partners who shared in the glory were trampled upon.

The magnificent white horse lay on the ground, its throat slashed as if by a knife, while Lancelot's steed was also decapitated, its carcass even bearing the teeth marks of wild beasts from the forest—it seems Schrödinger had his sights set on the two fine horses from the very beginning.

"There's no other way... We have no mounts and lack the stamina to get back to Camelot in time..."

This is the only way... consider it "paying back for my sins."

Lancelot muttered to himself as his body began to transform into specks of light, falling onto Gawain, whose eyes were already bloodshot.

"Don't speak, Gao Wenqing... You're more useful than me in fighting vampires..."

What happened before was my fault... Now I give you the [magic] to return to the Throne of Heroes, I only ask that you quickly return to the King's presence...

————————————————————Back to the present————————————————————

"Aaaaaaahh ...

“Wryyyyyyyy—!!!!”

A deafening battle cry rang out as Kurosaki Azami swung the [Oath of Evil] sword, attacking the magnificent golden-haired king before him—but no one noticed a tiny thing that flashed by on his forehead.

"You villain! You won't succeed—"

As the [Star Sword Wielder] who wields the power of destiny and is blessed, Artoria possesses extremely powerful swordsmanship and strength.

"Can you predict the future? Can you stop time?"

So what! Your future was already decided!

"Aren't you mistaken about something, Artoria...?"

The two swords clashed, sparking dazzling flames.

His emerald green eyes flashed with fury.

A sinister glint appeared in his dark eyes.

"I use epitaphs to foresee the future, not to escape it..."

On the contrary, I need it to confirm something... for example..."

【Oath of Evil Sword】The sword's edge shifted slightly, and the Knight King's holy sword slashed down, but Kurosaki Azami skillfully dodged it.

"You will have no time to pay attention to this reality from now on."

Leaping off the battlefield, the black light flashing on the demonic sword coalesced into a net with Kurosaki Azami's swift swings, so fast that even afterimages were indistinct, and flew directly towards—

Mordred.

"asshole--"

This was already the umpteenth time Artoria had uttered such a furious outburst. If the usually gentle and refined king were to be seen like this, he would surely be astonished—yet, in the face of her enemies, even her fury seemed as pale as paper.

That is the embodiment of all evil in the world, manifested in human form; it is evil itself wandering and amusing in the human world.

The movement of his hand was triggered subconsciously, and the holy sword transformed into the most solid defense in the world, landing in front of Mordred, who had already closed his eyes and awaited death.

"You made a wrong move, Artoria..."

However, this action also shows that the Knight King made a mistake he shouldn't have made—leaving his opponent with an opening that he couldn't recover from in an instant.

With a wicked grin revealing his triumphant smile, Kurosaki Azami suddenly spread his arms wide, as if embracing the world:

"Smash! Valudo!!! Time! Stop!!!"

The surrounding crowd, filled with panic and wailing, the grinning vampires, the raging flames, and the clouds in the sky, all froze.

Even the Knight King was stunned and unable to move—but judging from the fiery aura emanating from her, she should be able to see what had happened.

Even better.

"Knight King... Your bloodline made you king, brought you glory and power, and made you the ultimate king of the Age of Gods... But your bloodline also brought you weaknesses."

After circling behind Artoria, [Crimson King - Blood Court] raised his hand high and brought it down, blood gushing out like a fountain, yet it remained fixed in mid-air, appearing extremely eerie.

"You said that in order to maintain the [Pan-Human History], even the [Battle of Camlann] should be repeated... But this time you saved Mordred, and you no longer meet this [parameter]!"

It seems your son, Mordred, has this weakness...

Now! I will put an end to this unjust war!

A radiant slider appeared on the forearm, poised to strike along with the Stand's fists.

"No da ...

The longest barrage of shots to date rained down on the Knight King's not-so-tall body like a heavy machine gun, accompanied by Kurosaki Azami's cruel battle cry.

Then time resumed its flow!!!

As Kurosaki Azami finished speaking, a fountain of blood gushed forth, irrigating the land.

Despite his face turning ashen, the heavily wounded king stood tall, refusing to show the slightest cowardice before his despicable enemy.

"king!!!!"

If that voice had come from Mordred, Kurosaki Azami would have sneered, but this cheerful man's voice was truly unexpected—

Is this really surprising?

"Knight of the Round Table, Gawain..."