That protagonist is trash; I could do better!

The world they saw suddenly changed. The room's furnishings remained the same, but the light and shadow lost their color, as if they were in a black and white silent film.

Hall used magic to create a subspace, entering the cracks of the world, where the influence of the Root and the Counterforce would be weakened.

But that's not enough. Even in a place like this, rashly using the power of the Star Cup would cause a strong backlash.

Layer upon layer of barriers unfolded from Hall's hands, and a final ray of white light spread from between Hall's hands.

The world was once again in turmoil. Storms surged, dark clouds loomed overhead, endless thunderstorms met the earth, and scorching heat rose up, turning the ground into a barren wasteland.

The inherent barrier, the mental landscape displayed by Hall, is the battlefield where he fought against the God of War, Altshu.

Scáthach gripped her magic spear, looking around in surprise: "Where am I...?"

"His name is Artesius, the God of War Artesius. Like you, he feeds on battle spirit and blood. For hundreds of millions of years, no one on this planet has been able to match him. His power even surpasses that of this planet."

"I see. This is the mental landscape of the world you witnessed. This dead planet and the fighting spirit that fills the heavens and earth must have been quite a pleasant battle."

Hall smiled and extended his hand in invitation, "No need to be polite, Queen of the Land of Shadows, use your strongest shot."

Chapter 276 I Agree!

The Annihilation Strike is a technique that embodies all of Scáthach's lifelong learning and is powerful enough to pierce through an era. Only a divine spirit can unleash its full power.

So far, let alone unleashing the Annihilation Strike, there are very few opponents who can force Scáthach to reach her second-stage Divine Origin. Perhaps only the combined efforts of her many disciples and the blessing of the Greater Grail can achieve this.

With the blessing of the Greater Grail, Hall, who transformed into the evil of this world, personally experienced the Annihilation Strike. With a single shot, he evaporated the endless evil of this world and destroyed the corrupted Greater Grail system, truly deserving the name of Annihilation.

Unable to unleash the full power of the Star Cup, Hall dared not be careless.

Scáthach could sense the changes in Hall as soon as she entered the Reality Marble. The pressure emanating from Hall was even more terrifying than when she had absorbed the Greater Grail System. She could also vaguely sense an alien feeling that was out of place in this world.

A bounded field, a forbidden spell that erodes reality, a miracle magic that is infinitely close to magic, projecting the magician's mental image onto reality, it can be said to be the culmination of a magician's lifelong learning.

This dead world is the world Hall once saw. The surface has become a sea of ​​lava, and the high temperature can instantly carbonize a human. All the rules and laws that maintain the stability of the world have been torn apart.

Scáthach had seen such a landscape before, on the hellish star where the world was still in chaos, created by Gilgamesh's Ea sword.

Despite the chaotic nature of the world, Scáthach sensed an incredibly stable structure. If Hall hadn't deployed a Reality Marble in front of her, she might have even wondered which parallel world this was.

Just by standing here, the Queen of the Land of Shadows felt the pressure of being dominated.

"interesting."

Scáthach commented in a calm tone, the crimson magic spear tracing an arc as she reversed her grip on the shaft, using it as a javelin. A crimson curse ignited at the spearhead, like fireworks blooming in the night sky.

Rumble~

The world trembled violently, the earth's lava boiled endlessly, a deep abyss split open across the world, and the dark clouds covering the sky were also divided in two.

One side of the world collapsed.

"A warrior worthy of our full strength is right before us; there is no reason not to kill him!"

"Sing out!"

The demonic spear trembled, responding to the queen's command. The flames of the curse expanded once more. The queen of the Shadow Kingdom had an expression like a demon unleashed from hell, deep and cold, filled with terrifying killing intent.

Hall's eyelids twitched, and he met Hall's gaze with a stern expression.

"Pierce! Annihilate! —Gáe Bolg!"

He chanted the incantation, and the demonic spear thrust out, transforming into dozens of crimson rays that pierced Hall from all directions. Wherever it went, all the phenomena and things within the inherent barrier shattered.

The simplest and purest shot, ending the world with absolute power.

Hall calmly raised his hand, and a beautiful magic circle unfolded in front of him.

【Void Zero Blessing】 is cast in a form that conforms to the rules and laws of this world.

Dozens of red lines converged along different trajectories to form a singularity, crashing into the defensive magic circle with a deafening roar. Crimson lightning exploded and spread behind Hall, causing the world to shatter like a mirror, the earth to collapse, and the sky to fall.

It was blocked; [Void Zero Protection] did indeed briefly block the Annihilation Strike.

"Time is running out. Let's finish this off in one go while the protective barrier is still in effect!"

Hall's right eye shone with silver light. His Reality Marble deceived the Root, allowing him to use the power of the Star Grail to a minimum, and he drew upon a trace of the Star Grail's power to merge into his Mystic Eye.

This tiny bit of Star Grail power already exceeds the total amount of magical energy stored up in the five Holy Grail Wars in Fuyuki City.

Hall's skin glowed with light patterns, and endless magic power surged into Hall's body. Fortunately, Hall was the master of the Star Cup and could barely control this power, otherwise his body would have been crushed to ashes by this torrent of magic power in an instant.

In this world, magic is everything.

The more skilled the magician, the greater the effect of magic in their hands. The magic power that survived from just one Holy Grail War was no different from a wish-granting machine for magicians of the Age of Gods.

Hall's magic skills were not high; he considered himself inferior to Medea, the disciple of the goddess of magic. That's why Hall needed the total amount of magic power from five Holy Grail Wars to deal with Scáthach.

Following the principle of equivalent exchange, with the pupil as the center, the alchemy array was unfolded, and the Demon Eye overloaded itself to perform the function of spiritual particle calculation.

Scáthach is not a Servant, but as long as she is alive, she cannot escape the rules and laws of the world.

Calculate! Calculate! Calculate!

Calculate the essence of life! Calculate the concept of divinity! Calculate the quality information of the divine spirit's foundation! Calculate the death of the curse of immortality!

Hall's face twitched, the light patterns on his body flickered, and the powerful magic broke down Hall's magic circuits, as if a raging fire was burning inside him.

Let's continue the analysis.

Just as the Demon King Goetia burned human reason, he could always find a way to burn the gods.

Hall's silver eyes shimmered with fragmented light, stained red by the gushing blood; his flesh and magic circuits could hardly withstand the torrent of magic.

"The magical reaction has surpassed that of that time, but the vessel (body) has not changed. Using this power roughly will only lead to self-destruction."

In the distance, Scáthach watched this scene quietly. The Annihilation Strike had drained all the magic power from her body. This was her strongest shot, a shot that could not be replicated.

"Can it be blocked?"

Scáthach was also unsure. At first glance, Hall did indeed block the Annihilation Strike, but the power of the Annihilation Strike was continuous, could not be diminished, could not be dodged, and transcended space, time, and causality.

The magical version of [Void Zero Protection] that blocked the annihilating thrust has developed cracks.

She hoped Hall could take the bullet, only then would Hall have the right to kill her.

Scáthach shouted, "Is this all you've got? You can't even control your own power. I don't recall ever having a disciple as half-baked as you."

Hall took a deep breath, knowing that Scáthach was trying to provoke his fighting spirit. He knew that he could defeat Scáthach as long as he could use the power of the Star Grail.

Fight!

Hall released the restriction on his magic, causing all the magic circuits in his body to collapse instantly, which also accelerated the flow of magic.

Magic is no longer channeled through magic circuits, but rather carried by the body's cells. This temporarily increases the flow of magic by tens of times, at the cost of large-scale cell death throughout the body.

"As you wish."

Hall grinned, his blood-stained smile looking eerie and ferocious. Just as the magic circle in front of him was about to shatter, he suddenly reached out his right hand and grabbed the Annihilation Thrust.

The techniques Scáthach learned throughout her life have been completely analyzed and corrupted by the Mystic Eyes.

Snapped!

The final, devastating strike was like a balloon being crushed.

"You've grown, you've reached a level that even I can't fathom," Scáthach chuckled in praise.

With a sigh of relief, Hall let out a long breath as his magical eyes gazed at the Queen in the distance. Seeing the smile on her lips, he smiled and said, "Goodbye, Queen of the Land of Shadows."

Refined, decomposed.

Scáthach's body exploded under the gaze of the Mystic Eye, turning into a pool of blood that was evaporated by the lava of the earth.

They have fought countless battles and slaughtered countless lives.

No longer aging.

They will not die.

She became "something" that will last forever; this is the Queen of the Land of Shadows.

Howl's Mystic Eyes consumed an enormous amount of magical power, enough to wage two Holy Grail Wars, to erase it.

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With the enchanted barrier completely dissipated, Hall returned to his hotel room.

Hall fulfilled her wish, killing her along with the curse of immortality.

However, killing Scáthach does not mean that she has disappeared from this world.

An existence of her caliber should have already been recorded by the Throne of Heroes, located at the end of the timeline and outside the world.

Hall first used Body Transmutation to heal his injuries, then drew a spirit-summoning circle in the living room, connecting it to the Greater Grail System of Fuyuki City. He returned to his bedroom, picked up a few pieces of Scáthach's personal clothing, placed them on the spirit-summoning circle, and proclaimed: "Master of the Demon Realm, in accordance with the covenant of the victor, you have entrusted your body to my command. Respond to the call of this principle, and obey its will and reason, answer me!"

"Break through the wheel of suppression and manifest!"

The magic surged, and the turbulent storm blew all the furniture in the living room away. After the light dissipated, a familiar purple figure appeared on the spirit-summoning array, holding a bright red magic spear.

Servant: Scáthach, Queen of the Land of Shadows.

“Even death cannot escape the fate of living. There’s nothing I can do. This is your reward for killing me, my Master.” Scáthach put one hand on her hip, her eyes gleaming with a delighted smile.

Her death at the hands of Hall was a message written into the Throne of Heroes before her death, and no matter how many times she is summoned or by whom, this fact cannot be changed.

In a sense, Scáthach is now Hoare's private Servant, and even though she is on the Throne of Heroes, she will not respond to the summons of any Master other than Hoare.

Hearing the title of Master, Hall felt delighted. He pointed towards the bedroom and said jokingly, "Now I'm the Master, and you're the Servant. Can you go tidy up your bedroom?"

"Men who are too calculating are not likable," Scáthach snorted, then went to tidy up the bedroom as instructed.

Hall let out a soft sigh of relief, feeling utterly exhausted both physically and mentally. He went to the bathroom, filled the tub with hot water, and murmured contentedly as he soaked in the bathtub.

Hall's brief moment of enjoyment was quickly broken when the glass door to the bathroom was opened, and Scáthach, her graceful body wrapped in a white bath towel, walked in.

Hall pointed to himself, puzzled, and said, "The bathroom is in use right now."

Scáthach nodded: "I know, I'll help you scrub your back, it's a tradition in this country, isn't it?"

"Tradition means outdated customs that are destined to be abandoned. In this era, there are basically no such traditions except in some special places. Besides, I am a man and you are a woman."

Scáthach said calmly, "I don't care. I can serve you if you need me."

"Ok."

Hall stroked his chin, completely unable to refuse Scáthach's bluntness.