In Britain, the Noble Phantasm: Divine Key

"Meeting you is the greatest fortune for us..."

"Now, we've simply gone where we were meant to be, so please don't be sad for us..."

"Thank you, Mom, goodbye..."

The golden light gradually merged into the endless night sky. Liu Daolingxia knelt on the ground, tears streaming down her face, and let out a painful roar like a wild beast.

The French saint, holding her holy banner, stands in the boundless night like a silent statue.

The Black Assassin, an unnamed girl bound by [Jack the Ripper], is now free.

Chapter Forty-Six: Annihilation Strike!

boom--!!!

The towering walls collapsed and crumbled in an instant, and the dust that rose up covered a large area of ​​land. The once magnificent Thousand World Tree Castle was now completely reduced to ruins. No matter who came, they could no longer see any trace of its former self.

"What, you're still not planning to give up?"

Yanan stood atop a toppled marble pillar, the fierce wind whipping his black hair. In his hand he held a long spear as dark and unfathomable as an abyss, his cold eyes fixed straight ahead.

A gust of wind blew by, and the dust instantly dissipated. Kama, leaning on his vajra, slowly stood up, gritting his teeth as he looked at Anan.

At this moment, she could no longer be seen as the majestic and radiant deity she once was. Her snow-white skin was covered with dark scars, which, like a persistent leech, were constantly eroding her life force. No matter what method she used, she could not get rid of them.

Even worse, she also had to devote some of her attention to resisting the corrosive effects of these wounds, which made it impossible for her to concentrate on fighting Yanan. This allowed Yanan to constantly seize opportunities to harm her, thus trapping her in an endless vicious cycle.

If it were just that, it wouldn't be so bad. Although these wounds are troublesome, she is, after all, a god with a divine core. Unless these dark wounds can cover more than half of her body, they won't have much of an impact on her for the time being.

What truly frustrated Kama was that this guy showed absolutely no intention of defending himself when fighting her, because no matter what kind of injury she inflicted on him, it would be instantly repaired the next second, his vitality was simply astonishing.

Kama wasn't quite sure whether the life force emanating from Anan came from the black dragon in the sky or from some kind of unique treasure. After all, she knew very little about the Black Rider before her. Apart from the possibility of a connection with the Norse god Odin, she hadn't yet obtained any useful information from him.

But it is foreseeable that if this continues, she will be completely defeated before long.

Should she use that move...? Kama's eyes flickered slightly. There was only one way to break the deadlock, but if she did that, her situation would probably become even more difficult than it is now.

"It seems Archer isn't in a good position," Kotomine Shiro said in a low voice.

"Sigh, who would have thought that Heroic Spirit would have such terrifying regenerative abilities? We underestimated him after all." Sesshouin Kiara sighed helplessly and shrugged. "With Archer's strength, it's probably going to be very difficult for him to take the Holy Grail from Black Rider. Now, our only hope rests on Lancer."

Kotomine Shiro frowned slightly: "Karna is currently fighting Lacner of the Black faction. Given how difficult Vlad III is to deal with, it will be difficult for him to defeat his opponent in a short time."

“Then let them switch opponents,” Sesshouin Kiara chuckled. “With Archer’s strength, he should be able to hold off Vlad III. If Lacner were to face Rider from the Black faction, he might even have a chance of winning.”

Kotomine Shiro narrowed his eyes slightly: "You mean... Lancer's Noble Phantasm?"

"Lacner is now our only hope for turning the tide." Sesshouin Kiara wore a holy smile, like a compassionate bodhisattva. "You should know this very well, right?"

Kotomine Shiro fell silent as if deep in thought. After a moment, he took a deep breath, his gaze hardening. "You're right. We have no other choice now."

Black Rider is now a mountain blocking their way. Unless they can completely remove this mountain, their prayers will ultimately be in vain.

With this thought in mind, Kotomine Shiro no longer hesitated and immediately contacted Karna through the contract.

"Lacner, you and Archer will switch opponents. You will take on Black Rider."

"Is she about to give up?" Karna asked, dodging the iron stakes that emerged from the ground.

“Black Rider’s strength is beyond our imagination. Now, the only one who might be able to defeat him is you,” Kotomine Shiro said in a low voice.

“Yes, but I have one condition.” Karna’s tone was calm. “Until the war ends, you must guarantee the safety of our Masters, and after the war, you must release them.”

So he was found out after all... Kotomine Shiro sighed inwardly, but he wasn't particularly surprised. After all, he had known from the beginning that Karna possessed the ability of [the poor man's insight], and he had long been prepared for the other party to know the truth.

Karna is fundamentally different from other Servants. Most Servants have their own pride and obsessions. Although they will show some obedience to their Masters because of the existence of Command Seals, they still do things their own way most of the time. Ozymandias is a typical example of this.

Karna, however, is different. Despite his immense strength and remarkable background, this son of the sun god, known as the "hero of charity," possesses a kindness and sense of responsibility that are unparalleled among Servants. He accepts all beliefs and ideas as possibilities, making him an extremely tolerant Servant.

Therefore, Kotomine Shirou is not worried that Karna will betray the Reds after discovering the truth. Unless he is forced to do so, he will always put the safety of his Master first.

"Don't worry, I have no intention of harming them. Even if you don't say anything, I will send them back safely after the war ends."

“That’s good.” Karna said in an unchanged tone, “However, there is still one problem. I don’t have much magic left, and I may not be a match for Black Rider.”

"Don't worry, I'll support you with Command Spells."

“Then there’s no problem.” Karna swept his spear, forcing Vlad III back, and then used magic to take off and head towards the location of the Yggdrasil Castle.

"Don't even think about running away!"

Vlad III plunged his spear into the ground, and countless black iron stakes, like a dense forest, emerged from the earth and thrust towards Karna.

boom--!!!

A surge of magical energy swept in, and Vlad III's pupils suddenly contracted. He subconsciously switched the iron stakes from offensive to defensive mode, forming an incredibly thick barrier in front of him.

The surging magical beam crashed down, but Vlad III managed to block it thanks to the iron curtain barrier made up of 20,000 iron stakes. However, he also lost the opportunity to stop Karna.

He looked up at the sky garden above, and his expression immediately darkened.

At the same time, Kama also completed his negotiations with Sesshouin Kiara and chose to withdraw from the battlefield without hesitation.

Compared to this guy, that vampire is much easier to deal with.

Moreover, in a way, having Karna fight Black Rider would create an opportunity for her...

As Karna passed by, his gaze lingered on the god of love for a moment, a rare hint of doubt appearing in his eyes.

As a fellow heroic spirit from the Hindu pantheon, Karna was naturally familiar with this tragic god of love. However, for some reason, besides that familiar aura, he vaguely sensed that the other party seemed to harbor some rather dangerous power...

However, due to the short duration of contact, before Karna could fully sense what was happening, Kama quickly distanced himself and engaged Vlad III, who was pursuing from behind, in battle.

“Choosing to switch opponents? That’s certainly a good decision.” Yanan casually twirled the Black Abyss with his spear. “This should be our third encounter, right? I had the upper hand the first two times. This time, are you really confident you can defeat me?”

Indeed, judging from his record, Karna did not achieve much success in his two battles against Anan. He was severely injured in the first battle, and even his golden armor was seriously damaged. In the second battle, he was killed by Anan in a two-on-one situation.

For a soldier, suffering two consecutive defeats at the hands of the same person is a heavy blow to morale and self-confidence. If the soldier is in a poor mental state, it may even leave a lasting shadow and cause him to never recover.

However, Karna remained unaffected. His gaze was as calm as still water, and his fighting spirit remained as fierce as a raging fire. He was completely unaffected by Anan's words.

“These psychological tactics are useless against me.” He raised the Godslayer Spear toward Anahn. “I am not afraid of failure, because what I seek is only a fair fight, without any outside interference.”

"Is that so? In that case, I won't hold back at all." Yanan raised the Black Abyss, its dark tip gleaming with a chilling light in the endless night.

"Thank you."

A burst of blazing flames erupted behind Karna, propelling him to slice through the air like a sword, the God-Slaying Spear, enveloped in raging fire, thrusting straight toward Anahn's head.

Instead of advancing, Yanan retreated, his jet-black spear thrusting out like an angry dragon, carrying a sharp killing intent as it stabbed straight forward.

Ding!

The sharp spearheads collided without the slightest deviation, producing a crisp metallic clang. Flames that could incinerate everything traveled along the spear shafts, bringing with them a scorching heat that distorted space.

Anan narrowed his eyes slightly, decisively released the Black Abyss and retreated, dodging the oncoming divine fire.

This is a flame originating from the sun god; a single wisp of it could burn down an entire city, and even he could not withstand it head-on.

"Weapons are a warrior's second life; without them, defeat is inevitable." Karna's voice pierced through the curtain of fire, followed by the sharp tip of the Godslayer Spear.

This is the battle of top Servants. Any mistake will be magnified infinitely, and any oversight will become the deciding factor in victory or defeat. Once an opportunity is seized, life and death are only a moment away!

This time, I won!

His forward momentum was abruptly halted, as if he had crashed into an insurmountable wall. Karna opened his eyes wide and looked ahead. Anan had somehow donned a golden gauntlet on his arm, which was firmly gripping his God-Slaying Spear!

“You’re right, weapons are indeed very important for warriors,” Yanan said with a smile. “However, I probably have a little more weapons than you think.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Yanan suddenly yanked his arm, using his A+ level strength to forcefully pull Karna over. At the same time, he raised his other arm, which was covered by a golden gauntlet, and slammed it towards Karna's head like a cannonball.

Hearing the whistling wind rushing towards him, Karna could almost foresee the scene of his head exploding like a watermelon after taking this punch. At such close range, he had completely lost all room to dodge.

So.......

"Brahma, curse my body (BrahmastraKundala)!"

Karna flicked his spear, and like the sun striking the ground, a sea of ​​fire that could incinerate everything instantly spread from the spear, forcing Anaun to halt his attack and pull back to create distance between himself and Karna.

However, Yanan dodged in time, but his azure silver armor was still damaged to some extent under the baptism of the divine fire. However, a faint light flashed on his body and the azure silver armor was restored to its original state.

This is not a repair; the Azure Silver Armor on Anan's body was created by him using the Key of Domination, and this is just a replacement.

"Even though your magical energy was already insufficient, you still activated your Noble Phantasm without the slightest hesitation. I must admit, your battle instincts are indeed very sharp." He looked at Karna ahead of him. "But now, how much longer can you continue fighting?"

"I will fight to the last moment," Karna said calmly.

By a command spell, Karna, defeat the Black Rider!

By a command spell, Karna, defeat the Black Rider!

Suddenly, two massive waves of magical energy surged from Karna's body, instantly restoring his nearly depleted magical energy and propelling his aura to a new peak like a rocket!

“Command Spells…” Anan frowned slightly and glanced at the Sky Garden in the sky.

"Black Rider, you are indeed a formidable opponent. Only by fighting against you can I experience that long-lost feeling of exhilaration."

Karna slowly rose into the air, his golden armor peeling off piece by piece and merging with the spear in his hand, exuding an ancient and powerful aura.

The true God-Slaying Spear... is about to awaken.

"Now, let me use this shot to end this battle!"

Chapter Forty-Seven: The Third Beast Appears!

Karna was born a tragedy.

His birth was merely due to his mother's attempt. After the success, he was abandoned as a "troublesome existence" and was eventually found and adopted by a coachman. As an adult, he suffered countless taunts and cold stares because of his lowly status.

Even so, he never resented his mother, because he knew she had her own reasons. Fortunately, he had a father who loved him deeply, who gave him indestructible golden armor and power beyond that of ordinary people.

Although his life was not smooth sailing after that, he continued to move forward with his noble character and indomitable spirit, and was respectfully called a "hero who received charity".

But in the end, he was abandoned by fate. Facing his half-brother, the "divine hero" Arjuna, he was plunged into an unprecedented crisis. Apart from his father, no god was on his side, but even so, he remained unmoved.

He knew perfectly well that the beggar who asked him for the golden armor was Arjuna's father, the thunder god Indra, but he did not expose him. He simply calmly peeled off the golden armor, which had become one with his own body, and handed it to the beggar.

The God-King was moved by this extraordinary nobility and gave him a divine spear that was destined to destroy, but even so, it could not replace the golden armor that was in fact indestructible.

In that final battle, he forgot the true name of the spear due to the curse, and having lost his immortality, he ultimately perished under Arjuna's arrow, becoming a tragic hero in the Mahabharata.

Karna did not harbor resentment because of this. If there was any regret, it was in his heart. Therefore, he always longed for a fair and all-out contest.

And now, he has finally gotten this opportunity.