I, Wang Ha, the Three Red Unparalleled Assassin

A few seconds later, Gilgamesh and Angra Mainyu came to their senses at the same time, their different colored eyes each showing the same bewilderment.

Gilgamesh, with his unwavering willpower, was the first to break free from the strange state, and then swung down the Ea sword, which he had already enhanced to its maximum power.

"Tsk! I never thought I'd almost be outmaneuvered by you, Old Man of the Mountain!"

A crimson pillar of wind, stirring up the heavens and earth, swept across the ground, overturning the broken floor tiles of Ryudong Temple.

The terrifying wind pressure tore apart the world's originally stable space, causing spatial displacement and faulting.

"Holy crap! What's going on? Are the gods fighting?"

Angra Mainyu, who had just regained consciousness, was startled by the power of the Ea sword. Without time to use other means, he manipulated the black mud under his feet to quickly wrap himself up and form a thick cocoon.

"What's going on with this Holy Grail War? It feels like even if all the Servants from our Holy Grail War teamed up, we might not be able to beat this shirtless guy."

Realizing the danger, Angolan Manuel began to actively gather his power; otherwise, in his newly born and incomplete state, he might have been easily crushed and humiliated.

Endless streams of black mud surged toward Ryudou Temple, and the dense forests, stained with the mud, burst into raging fires, their reddish-orange flames visible even in Fuyuki City.

However, the black mud was clearly useless against the Ea sword, which could shatter space. Before it could even flow into Ryudouji Temple, it was burned to ashes by the boiling magic power.

Just as the wind pressure of the Ea sword was about to sweep across the old man of the mountain, the mysterious clock behind him finished its fifteen-second countdown, and a chime, slightly different from the evening bell, echoed in Ryudou Temple.

"Boom--!"

"Boom--!"

"Boom--!"

Hearing the familiar sound of the bell, the old man of the mountain drew his greatsword from the ground and slashed at the edge of the Ea with a simple, unadorned attack.

A blinding white light burst forth from the blade, filling everyone's field of vision.

"Witness death! This is the end of all things, the end of equality for all beings! The end of all things is death."

Chapter Sixty: Even if it's just a concept, I'll kill you to prove it.

Compared to Gilgamesh's imposing Ea, the Old Man of the Mountain's simple, unremarkable slash was indeed utterly devoid of any power.

However, having learned from the earlier experience of killing Artoria with a single blow using her Noble Phantasm, Gilgamesh dared not underestimate or be careless again.

Layers upon layers of golden ripples spread throughout Ryudouji Temple, and all the Noble Phantasms, from C-rank to A+-rank, peered out and aimed at the Mountain Elder who was wielding his greatsword.

Although Gilgamesh knew that such a low-level attack could not effectively harm the Old Man of the Mountain, the purpose of this arrangement was simply to slow down the opponent's advance.

By now, the two, who were indifferent to the Holy Grail to begin with, had long forgotten the original meaning of this battle.

As the top-tier Servants, they often find themselves unable to encounter opponents worthy of a full-force battle even after responding to a summons, and their opponents often die almost immediately after a single hit.

The long-standing boredom had driven Gilgamesh to constantly seek pleasure, especially for someone who had once been known for his bravery in Uruk.

What could possibly bring him more pleasure than a closely contested battle?

Gilgamesh, his heart now ablaze with battle, had only one thought on his mind: victory!

"Old Man of the Mountain, you are one of the few who can force me to fully unleash my eyes and fight you with all my might, to the point that you have driven me to the brink of despair!"

In order to win this battle, Gilgamesh finally abandoned his vow and completely released the restrictions on the 'All-Knowing and All-Powerful Star'.

His scarlet snake eyes gleamed with an indescribable brilliance, like the light of stars that shines across the earth, seeing through all the myriad phenomena of the world.

Then Gilgamesh saw it.

I see, the spirit origin state of the Mountain Elder.

I saw it—a vast, colorless, pale light.

He saw it, and before he could react at all, he was destined to die.

"The end of all things is death!"

The old man of the mountain's blade struck the magical storm stirred up by the sword of discord, but there was no expected boom, nor did the expected stalemate occur.

The unstoppable crimson magic storm was silently wiped out from the world inch by inch the moment it came into contact with the greatsword.

Apart from the faint, melodious sound of bells echoing in the ears, all other sounds within Ryudong Temple seemed to have been eliminated and erased.

At this moment, time seemed to stand still.

If the world is likened to a realistic pencil drawing, then the burst of white light at this moment must be the eraser wiping away the drawing.

The pale, even deathly white light, like a primordial beast devouring everything around it, brought about an indiscriminate and equal end.

Angolan Manuel felt like crying. After living in a daze for over sixty years, he was finally able to come out and have some fun, only to be confronted by a cheater.

The one that slammed his face with a beam of light was one thing, since he could regenerate infinitely anyway, but the one behind him was practically targeting Angolan Mainyu outright!

Even though Angolan Manuel could obtain new bodies without limit through the method of receiving flesh from black mud, it was only possible if the soul remained intact.

And then, just like what I feared most came to pass.

Although he didn't know what effect the approaching white light would have, Angolan Manuel felt a deep-seated fear.

Perhaps it was a second, or perhaps ten seconds, before the fleeting white light vanished into the air.

Ryudong Temple has vanished from the world; not even a single brick or tile of its ruins can be found, leaving only a desolate expanse of land.

Gilgamesh, who had previously challenged the Old Man of the Mountain with Ea, withdrew from the Holy Grail War with resentment. Unable to retrieve the Noble Phantasm with resurrection effects from the Gate of Babylon in time, he was powerless to resist the inevitable end of his fate.

Angolan Manuel, who had re-formed from the remaining black mud around him, stared warily at the heavy sword warrior who stood proudly on the mountaintop, leaning on his sword, his heart filled with deep apprehension.

"Oh dear, that's really dangerous."

Melie, who had run out of Avalonne, looked around at the dilapidated scene, stuck out her little tongue playfully, and looked scared.

"Luckily, we have eyes that can see far and wide at any time, so we can time our appearance perfectly. Otherwise, we might have been killed by our own forces and ended up taking Solomon's job."

The fact that Merry could appear here so easily and freely means that Artoria has already withdrawn from this Holy Grail War.

In fact, the battle between Merry and Artoria did not result in a clear winner or loser.

After all, Artoria couldn't match Mely's offensive prowess, while Mely's attacks couldn't penetrate Artoria's defenses.

This stalemate will not make any progress even if it goes on forever.

However, with the death of Irisviel and the arrival of Angra Mainyu after breaking through the Holy Grail, Artoria, who had lost her Master's magical energy, quickly had her remaining magical power consumed by the unfolded scabbard of the Holy Sword, and could no longer maintain the present world.

Finally, under Melly's gaze, Artoria smiled slightly, a hint of regret and relief fading away into Avalon.

The old man of the mountain glanced at the lively and energetic Melly, then turned his head to look at Angra Mainyu, whose appearance and clothing were exactly the same as those in the photo shown by Alaya.

Angolan Mainyu clearly sensed the Mountain Elder's murderous intent and immediately manipulated the black mud to create a monstrous wave that crashed down on Melly and the Mountain Elder, attempting to use the curse and malice within the black mud to corrupt them.

"Huh—!"

Seeing the black mud rushing towards her, Meryl frowned her delicate eyebrows and took a few steps back in disgust.

"Even though I was prepared, I still felt disgusted when I saw the real thing! How could something so full of absolute malice exist in the world?"

Without making a sound, the old man of the mountain raised his sword and swung it towards the tide of black mud. The next moment, the black mud that filled the sky disappeared instantly, like a bubble that had been punctured, halfway through the attack.

"Boom—! Boom—! Boom—!"

As the evening bells rang out once more, the Old Man of the Mountain took slow but firm steps. Dark blue ghostly flames rolled and burned on his menacing armor, while blackish-gray death energy condensed and enveloped his jet-black greatsword.

As Meili watched the old man of the mountain's retreating figure, she raised her staff and began to buff him, since what she was about to kill was not a tangible thing.

"Can you hear it? The sound of this bell!"

Angolan Manuel was stunned by the sound of the evening bells, which signaled a state of complete liberation. He froze on the spot and could only watch helplessly as the old man of the mountain walked towards him.

"No, it's alright! As long as I don't wipe out all the black mud at once, I can keep regenerating and wear down the other Servants."

Seeing Angolan Mainyu's face change repeatedly, the Mountain Elder indifferently raised his greatsword and slashed it down toward her neck, but what he was aiming at was the concept of 'black mud full of malice'.

"This is the end of your destiny. Just accept it and liberate your soul."

As the evening bells lingered and Angolan Manuel's head shot skyward, the black mud that covered most of Fuyuki City instantly transformed into pure white angel feathers.

This signifies that the disaster, which lasted less than half an hour from its onset to its end, has reached its final judgment.

Having completed his assassination mission, the old man of the mountain looked up at the starry sky, leaning on his sword with both hands, and muttered to himself.

"Hmph! Anything that exists in this world, even if it's just a concept, will surely fall to my sword."

Chapter 61 Fate/Zero

In Fuyuki City, Sebastian has rescued more than 100 survivors from the rubble and brought them to a safe area.

However, compared to the vast disaster area, even with his extraordinary power, Sebastian's ability to help was very limited.

Realizing this, Sebastian temporarily put aside his rescue work and rushed to the mayor's house in Fuyuki City, dragging the mayor out who had just been woken up by a phone call from his subordinate.

Although Sebastian had only been the butler of the Matou family for less than a week, the mayor of Fuyuki City still knew which prestigious family the old man represented.

The Matou and Tohsaka families are like local tyrants in Fuyuki City, and the mayor of Fuyuki City must not offend them if he wants to continue in his position.

So when Sebastian explained the current emergency to him in the most concise language, the mayor immediately patted his chest and assured him that he would do a good job in the disaster relief work with high quality and quantity.

With the intervention of secular forces, although the Black Mud could not be alleviated or dealt with before the intervention of mystical figures, at least the work of resettling and treating the disaster victims was on the right track.

"Boom—!"

Just as Sebastian was carrying another child out of the ruins, a solemn and melodious bell rang out from afar, causing him to look up towards the source of the sound.

"This bell sounds, it seems that His Majesty the Old Man of the Mountain's battle is about to end."

Sebastian muttered to himself, "Anyway, whether it was the former Supreme Emperor or the current Mountain King, once the bell is rung, it means it's time to unleash a powerful attack."

Sure enough, before the echoes of the bells had faded, the black mud that had previously baffled Sebastian transformed into pure white feathers and vanished from the world.

On Mount Enzo, when Sebastian arrived, Merry and the Old Man of the Mountain, who had completed their mission, had not yet left.

The old man of the mountain was not surprised to see Sebas holding a child in his arms. On the contrary, he felt very relieved that he had been asked to stay and take care of Matou Sakura.

Back then, there were only a handful of people in the entire Great Tomb of Nazarick with a positive justice value, and Sebastian was an even rarer species with a justice value as high as 300.

They are truly the 'conscience' among the alien species.

Although the Old Man of the Mountain has now forgotten his original name, he was able to retain a trace of his original humanity after being reborn as an undead creature.

Besides the fact that he was a model youth who grew up under the red flag and received a good education, another reason for this was the maverick nature of Sebastian.

(Of course, the main reason is that he doesn't value the Great Tomb of Nazarick as much as Ainz Ooal Gown does. Although he spends a lot of money and often becomes a hardcore gamer, it's all because he was too excited about his first VR stealth game.)