I, Wang Ha, the Three Red Unparalleled Assassin

Unbeknownst to Kirei Kotomine, black mud, carrying curses and malice, surged from the Holy Grail, which had been empty.

Like a tsunami, the black mud surged and swallowed the unsuspecting Kirei Kotomine whole, dissolving him completely before he could even scream.

A massive amount of black mud broke through the new metropolitan area and spread to the surrounding areas, setting off a merciless fire that devoured all life along its path.

“Foolish mortals, do you want to prove the goodness that all people in the world possess?”

Angra Mainyu, appearing in the form of Irisviel, wore a black and red robe and walked barefoot through black mud out of the house, with a wicked, insane, and morbid smile on his face.

"Then let me bear the name of 'all evil in the world' and become a demon god!"

At Angolan Manuel's declaration, a hole appeared in the sky above Fuyuki City, and the black mud contained within the Holy Grail surged forth, quickly engulfing a large part of Fuyuki City.

Thus, the calamity known as 'Absolute Evil' was proclaimed to descend.

Before destroying all of humanity that deserves the curse, Angolan Manuel will continue to spread boundless malice, venting his pain and anger on the world.

Chapter Fifty-Eight: The Dissonance of Heaven and Earth, the Star of Creation

Fuyuki City, Matou House.

Sebastian immediately noticed the strange changes outside the mansion. The evil thoughts there were even more pure than those of his companions in the Great Tomb of Nazarick, which made him extremely vigilant.

"Lord Sebastian, what has happened?"

Noticing Sebastian's unusual expression, Kiara asked in a low voice, without disturbing Matou Sakura, who was diligently practicing magic.

"Yes, I sensed something ominous. Although it's still quite far from here, it's spreading very rapidly."

Sebastian loosened his tie and walked towards the door, giving Qi Yalei a word of advice.

"You stay here and take good care of the young lady. If there is any danger that you cannot handle, evacuate immediately. I will go and investigate the situation."

Qi Yalei took a few steps forward to the window, watching Sebastian's figure leap into the sky, and murmured softly:

"Please be careful, Lord Sebastian."

Yuanzang Mountain, Liudong Temple.

The battle between the Old Man of the Mountain and Gilgamesh continues. Even though their strength is limited by their Spirit Origins, they are still among the pinnacle of Servants.

The buildings of Ryudou Temple had long been reduced to ruins by the aftermath of their battle. The shattered ground was filled with various ditches and craters, the damage caused by the Noble Phantasm projected by Gate of Babylon.

After a long battle, the Mountain Elder showed no signs of fatigue, relentlessly hacking at Gilgamesh, who was darting and leaping about.

Gilgamesh, taking a serious approach, used every available means without reservation, except for his insistence on not activating the Omniscient and Omnipotent Star.

From ranged combat to melee, from dual-wielding to one-handed axe, and even Gilgamesh pulling out a magic book and chanting spells on the spot.

But when faced with the flashy Gilgamesh, the Old Man of the Mountain always just slashed him with a single blow.

If you can cut it open directly, great; if not, it doesn't matter. Just apply an instant-death effect to the greatsword and then slash it again.

Faced with the Mountain Elder, who could not withstand his second strike on anything, Gilgamesh's lips twitched a few times, perhaps feeling sorry for the treasures he had shattered.

"King of Heroes, will you continue?"

The old man of the mountain deflected the flying axe thrown by Gilgamesh with a single sword stroke, his eyes glowing crimson as he looked at the other man, a hint of satisfaction in his voice.

"This battle was truly exhilarating. I haven't felt this satisfied in a long time."

"Hahahahahahaha..."

Standing on the half-collapsed roof, Gilgamesh laughed loudly, his eyes still filled with fighting spirit as he looked at the Old Man of the Mountain.

"Of course, it has been a long time since I have encountered anyone worthy of being my opponent. Regardless of whether I have gained anything else from this Holy Grail War, I feel that this trip has been worthwhile."

As he spoke, Gilgamesh's current attitude was completely different from how he had acted before.

Although he still appeared arrogant to others, he treated the old man of the mountain as an equal.

Gilgamesh himself did not feel that there was anything wrong with it, which was his consistent way of doing things as king.

A king's tolerance is reserved for those who deserve it, and a king's respect is reserved for those who deserve recognition.

Those fools who are utterly useless yet lack self-awareness, and who even dare to anger the king, will only find themselves in prison and on the execution platform.

As the saying goes, serving a ruler is like serving a tiger.

Throughout history, most rulers have been capricious and unpredictable. One moment they might be having a pleasant conversation with you, and the next they might smash a cup as a signal to have their executioners chop them into mincemeat.

Gilgamesh was a complex person, not only because of his complex identity, but also because of his complex life.

He was both a tyrannical ruler who was cruel and only knew how to enjoy himself, and a wise king who loved his people like his own children and did everything himself. His experience was an epic legend.

"Old Man of the Mountain, I admit that I am no match for you so far, but that does not mean you are certain that you can defeat me!"

As Gilgamesh spoke, a spatial ripple connecting to the Gate of Babylon appeared in front of him, and a huge golden key appeared in his hand.

"Let me show you the most prized treasure in that endless treasure trove that I desire most!"

Gilgamesh twisted the Royal Key in his hand, and with a 'click' sound, the intricate mechanism on the golden key began to operate rapidly.

A red, semi-transparent pattern appeared in the void, flashed with light, and then a uniquely shaped weapon fell into Gilgamesh's hands.

"The Sword of Ea?"

The Old Man of the Mountain recognized the weapon Gilgamesh had taken out at a glance. The ghostly flames in his eye sockets flickered, and the hand holding the greatsword unconsciously tightened its grip.

"It is indeed the treasure EA."

Gilgamesh nodded, not at all surprised that the Old Man of the Mountain recognized the sword. A surge of powerful magic erupted from his body, and his expression became more solemn than ever before.

"Old Man of the Mountain, you are undoubtedly an enemy worthy of my removal from EA!"

Meanwhile, the black mud that had already swallowed most of Fuyuki City spread to the foot of Mount Enzo. Following the dragon vein, Angolan Manu stepped onto the steps of Ryudou Temple.

"Although these auras are not very familiar, they are undoubtedly Servants. Could it be that there are still so many Servants who did not die in this Holy Grail War?"

As Angolan Manuel walked toward the summit, he muttered to himself, but the doubt on his face quickly disappeared.

"It doesn't matter, we can just kill them all together later. This is all high-quality magic."

Angolan Manuel, now transformed into the 'absolute evil of this world,' is no longer as weak as he once was; his formidable strength has given him ample confidence.

Angolan Mainyu himself does not have a fixed form; the current form is merely borrowed.

Therefore, as long as the opponent doesn't completely purify and eliminate all the black mud at once, he can resurrect indefinitely.

"Even if the inhibitory force reacts, it shouldn't be that fast, right? Even if I'm destined to be defeated, it certainly won't be now."

With this thought in mind, Angolan Manuel climbed the last few steps of Ryudo Temple, when he heard an extremely loud shout.

"Wake up, EA! The stage is ready, and there are worthy opponents right in front of us."

As Gilgamesh roared, the three cylindrical blades on the sword Ea began to spin rapidly, and crimson magic swept and swirled into the sky, creating a terrifying wind pressure powerful enough to flatten the ground several feet.

"The time for judgment has come! With this sword of discord, I will tear the world apart. Behold—Heaven and Earth Divergence, Star of Creation!"

Chapter 59 The end of all things is death.

In Fuyuki City, Sebastian, who was leaping between skyscrapers, gazed at the terrifying scene on the ground, which resembled a hellish inferno. His usually stern face showed a hint of reluctance.

Everywhere there was black mud containing pure malice, everywhere there was a raging fire that consumed everything, everywhere there were ruins of dilapidated houses and charred remains.

The air was filled with the desperate screams of people, the cries and pleas of those who had lost family members, the curses and accusations against the sudden natural disaster, and the prayers for forgiveness and protection from the gods.

On this apocalyptic night, people fully displayed the myriad aspects of human nature, with ugliness and nobility coexisting.

As a monk, Sebastian's abilities are all focused on close combat. He has little knowledge of magic and is therefore unable to stop the black mud from spreading.

Following the justice he has always upheld, Sebastian landed on the ground and used his terrifying skills to dig through the rubble to rescue as many survivors as possible. His ability to sense life was even more accurate than a life detector.

After evacuating most of the people in the area, Sebastian would punch buildings to block roads, hoping to slow down the flow of black mud.

"I wonder how His Majesty the Old Man of the Mountain is doing. I hope the battle of the Supreme Being will go smoothly."

Although Sebastian didn't know much about the current world, no matter how he looked at it, the black mud that caused the riot didn't seem to be something from an ordinary, mysterious world.

"I remember the master said that he came to participate in the war for the Holy Grail on behalf of someone. It seems that this is the matter to be resolved."

The moment Angra Mainyu appeared inside Ryudo-ji Temple, the Old Man of the Mountain felt his suppressed and restricted power being released and restored, just like a bucket suddenly increasing in volume.

This analogy is quite apt, because the difference between a Grand Spirit Origin and a regular Spirit Origin lies precisely in this.

Servants summoned by the Holy Grail can only obtain ordinary Spirit Origins, while Servants summoned by the World obtain Grand Spirit Origins.

Compared to ordinary spirit origins, grand spirit origins are more robust and have a larger capacity, allowing the descending Servant clones to obtain as much of the original Heroic Spirit's essence as possible.

In theory, any Heroic Spirit can be summoned by the world and granted a Grand Spirit Origin.

However, to date, only seven Heroic Spirits have received such high-level VIP treatment.

After all, the need to deploy Grand Servants always indicates that a major disaster has occurred in some world that is extremely difficult to handle but needs to be resolved as soon as possible.

Based on efficiency, the root cause and the suppressive force will naturally only select the strongest in each class to cleanly and efficiently eliminate the disaster.

Although the power of Grand Servants is almost as close as that of Heroic Spirits, that's about it.

If we were to rank the strength of the same individual, the result would inevitably be Heroic Spirits > Grand Servants > Normal Servants.

The old man of the mountain, who had been arranged by Alaya to come to Fuyuki City beforehand, was approached by the Holy Grail and his assassination targets appeared before him on their own initiative.

Naturally, he was immediately upgraded from a regular account player (Berserker-class Spirit Origin) to a VIP-level dedicated account player (Assassin-class Grand) by the GM (Counter Force).

"Boom—!"

"Boom—!"

"Boom—!"

The evening bell, heralding destiny, suddenly rang out in the night sky, its magnificent sound resounding throughout Fuyuki City, carrying a power that could directly shake one's soul.

Gilgamesh and Angra Mainyu were caught off guard by this sudden soul shock and fell into a brief state of dizziness.

Gilgamesh held the sword Ea, whose true name had just been revealed, aloft with one hand. Even though he didn't immediately strike it down, the whirlwind containing magical power still tore open a black spatial rift.

"Crack!"

The Mountain Elder, surrounded by ghostly flames and deathly aura, leaned his greatsword on the ground, his eyes shining brightly. A mechanical dial gleaming with dazzling golden light hung high in the air behind him. Wearing a skull mask, he resembled a grim reaper from the underworld.

"Listen carefully, the evening bell has revealed your name to me."

The hands on the mechanical dial began to move, and as the second hand moved, the minute and hour hands also made subtle changes. There were only fifteen seconds left before they overlapped and pointed to zero.