To become a king and a magician

As for Vortigern's question, if it were the real Natsukawa Torato, he might say this—

"All I know is that, at least for now, I absolutely cannot lose to you!"

"Zheng————————!"

The holy sword unleashed a dazzling light at point-blank range!

【The last rays of light on a dying man before his death】—Votiggen had this thought for no apparent reason.

(In vain! It's just a death throes; such brilliance will only be devoured by me!)

The swarm of insects surged out from behind Vortigern, biting at the light of the holy sword like a giant python, tearing it apart and devouring it bit by bit!

The situation is the same as before.

Even if a different operator were used, the difference in strength between Xia Chuanhu and Vortigern could not be solved simply by changing the operator. Compatibility was the most fatal factor. In terms of compatibility, Vortigern completely countered Xia Chuanhu, and even sealed off Xia Chuanhu's trump cards due to the venue.

"It's over. This time it's truly over, Holy Sword Master."

As he swallowed the last glimmer of light, Vortigern stared at the Holy Sword, which had dimmed completely once more, and at Natsukawa Tiger, whose body had turned into that of an old man withered and decayed. He then manipulated the swarm of insects and raised the Fairy Sword high.

This time, I won't kick him off. To ensure my victory, it would be more reassuring to completely crush his body.

Farewell.

The fairy sword slashed down fiercely!

Looking at the sword blade rapidly enlarging in his eyes, Tiger Number Two breathed a slight sigh of relief.

(All the power was absorbed, so it all went to you, right, my true self?)

(Vortigern doesn't know, but I do. You're still fighting inside her, so I'm cooperating by giving you all my power—my mission is complete. It wasn't exactly a delaying tactic, but it doesn't really matter, does it?)

(I've hated and resented you for the past two thousand four hundred years, but to be honest, the moment I saw you again, all my feelings vanished. It's true that people can't really be ruthless and genuinely hate themselves.)

(so......)

Although he clearly didn't even have the strength to laugh, Tiger Number Two still managed to move the corners of his mouth.

(The rest is up to you.)

"Crack!"

A cracking sound suddenly rang out in the Naraku space.

The fairy sword suddenly stopped in mid-air. Vortigern's confident expression froze on his face and quickly disappeared, replaced by disbelief.

"Crack!"

The cracking sound rang out again, and Vortigern quickly covered his arm as if trying to suppress something.

but--

"Crackling crackling crackling crackling!"

The sound of shattering echoed continuously from her body, with countless cracks appearing and spreading across her surface. From these open, wound-like fissures, streams of light flowed out like blood, then flowed back into Xia Chuanhu's body, filling his withered body with life and power, visibly restoring him to vitality.

then--

"Bang------!"

A powerful Rising Dragon Fist was unleashed!

Vortigern, who was right next to him, had no chance to dodge. His jaw was smashed to pieces, and he was sent flying through the air for nearly a hundred meters!

"Thanks for your hard work."

With that deep sound, Natsukawa Torama lowered his fist, bent down and picked up the dim holy sword, restoring its luster for the third time. At the same time, his whole body burst forth with brilliant platinum light, directly illuminating the entire dark Naraku!

Power, fully restored.

The glory shines once more.

Life, which had been burned to ashes, was instantly rekindled as everything returned to normal.

"Come on, let's begin our third round, Vortigern."

"This is the final round."

"As you said, let's end it completely."

67. Holy Sword Wielder, resurrected!

The shattering pain momentarily rendered Vortigern unable to think.

Even though she recovered quickly, what was happening at that moment still felt like a dream to her.

what happened?

Why did she face a backlash?

No, that's not the point. The point is...

"The second time..."

Steadying himself and quickly recovering, Vortigern wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stared at Natsukawa Tora, who was bathed in platinum light not far away: "This is the second time, Holy Sword Wielder—how many more times do you have to keep pestering me before you finally die completely? Are you a cockroach? Disgusting!"

"There's nothing I can do, that's just how I am. I won't think about dying until I've done what I want to do," Xia Chuanhu laughed. "However, this really is the last time, I promise. It's just that it won't be me who dies, it will be you."

"You really dare to say that!"

The swarm of insects erupted behind Vortigern as a storm, like a pair of jet-black wings, instantly pushing her in front of Natsukawa Tora. The pure black swarm of insect scythes swiftly slashed towards his neck!

"Clang—!"

Just as the blade was about to touch Xia Chuanhu's body, the Holy Sword precisely blocked the connection between the scythe blade and the hilt. Then, Xia Chuanhu forcefully swung his arm, as if trying to shake off anything stuck to his hand, and sent Vortigern flying along with the scythe!

at the same time--

"Zheng————————!"

The radiance gathered on the holy sword, like a burning flame, and spread out to form a huge band of light almost behind Xia Chuanhu!

"Drink!"

With a furious roar, the holy sword slashed out, its pent-up brilliance pouring forth! The dazzling light surged towards Vortigern in an instant, bathing her entire world in its light!

(Has the magic power returned to its initial level?)

Vortigern raised an eyebrow, causing the swarm of insects to transform into giant pythons once more and bite at the incoming radiance.

(But so what? Even if things return to the way they were at the beginning, the ending is obvious: they'll obediently be devoured by me—)

"Bang------!"

A loud explosion interrupted Vortigern's thoughts.

In her eyes, her swarm of insects, which had always been able to devour even the strongest light, was inexplicably and directly overwhelmed by the light of the holy sword!

"boom!"

The slash of light crashed down on Vortigern!

In an instant, intense pain, as if being burned by raging fire, spread throughout Voodoo's entire body!

"Ughhhhhhh!"

Unable to hold back any longer, Vortigern let out a loud wail and wailing.

"It hurts...! It hurts so much... What is this...? Why wasn't it swallowed by me?!"

impossible.

I can't absorb light anymore... How is this possible?

Holding his sword, Natsukawa Tiger approached Vortigern and laughed, "If you can still devour, then I'll be the one with a headache. But if even smashing the Holy Grail can't defeat you, then I'll really just have to wait to die."

"What...did you just say?" Vortigern, whose entire body was scorched by the light of the holy sword, stared wide-eyed in disbelief.

The Holy Grail was smashed?

Which Holy Grail?

"It's the Holy Grail inside you, didn't you feel it? Or is it because six thousand years of companionship made you so used to its presence that you couldn't react immediately to its sudden disappearance?"

"—!"

Vortigern immediately focused his attention on sensing the state of his body—but the response he received was that it was completely empty.

The Holy Grail that had always existed within her body had now vanished without a trace!

"You—what did you do!?" Vortigern looked at Natsukawa Tiger in horror.

"I didn't do anything... It was an accident for me too. After all, who would have thought that after you devoured everything I had, my consciousness could be reawakened inside you?"

consciousness!?

(So, that means he was just now...)

"Has it been destroying the Holy Grail within me all along?"

“That’s right, but the problem is that the power you absorbed isn’t enough to destroy the Holy Grail. We need some external force.” Xia Chuanhu touched his chest. “Fortunately, even though my consciousness left my body, I could still fight. The magic power I gained from burning my life was transferred to me through what you absorbed.”

Vortigern's eyes widened even more.

(So, that suicidal attack by that guy just now was actually...)

She was completely unaware—which is understandable, who would realize such a thing?! In fact, who could even imagine such a thing happening?!

"Alright, now all your questions have been answered. You can set off in peace, right?"

The moment Xia Chuanhu finished speaking, the holy sword was swung again, this time unleashing a beam of light like a fountain! At such close range, Vortigern had no way to dodge! He was once again blasted away into the distance by the beam of light!

After tumbling several times in the air, Vortigern regained his footing and took a few deep breaths: "Haa... Ha!? That's it? I thought you'd gotten so much stronger! The Holy Sword's output is exactly the same as before! You think you can kill me with this? Holy Sword Wielder!"

"Fool."

He instantly teleported behind Vortigern and stared at him coldly.

"That wasn't the light of the Holy Sword just now; it was merely light emitted by the Holy Sword. In essence, it was just my magic power being released. Can't you even tell that?"

"......"

Vortigern's expression froze.

Is it just the release of magic?