That protagonist is trash; I could do better!

Saber's gaze was sharp, and despite the encirclement, her movements remained calm. She kept her eyes locked on Rider's position, her hands wreathed in magic, and the moment she swung her sword, she enhanced the golden sword, cleaving through the lightning. The next second, the sword blade turned downwards, and a torrent of light erupted towards the desert.

Boom!

The massive explosion shattered the army's formation, raising a cloud of dust that blotted out the sky.

"Invisible Air!" (Wind King Barrier)

An invisible gale enveloped Saber's body, and sandstorms, guided by the Wind King's barrier, surged toward Rider's location.

Saber launched a surprise attack using the wind, shouting, "Conqueror King, prepare yourself!"

Her slender arms gripped the holy sword tightly, and she swung it with all her might, tearing through space and melting the sand. Her target was not the Conqueror King, but his beloved horse, Bucephalas.

Having experienced countless battles, Saber understands very well how to deal with cavalry. Just now, Rider used his class advantage and the agility of his mount to maneuver against Saber. If you kill the mount first, Rider's mobility will be reduced by at least half. In this way, even in the midst of a large army, Saber is confident that she can catch up with Rider and take his head.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Rider was caught off guard and panicked. His horse, Brusifarras, seemed to sense the enemy knight's murderous intent and became flustered as well.

The sandstorm couldn't obscure Saber's eyes, nor did it diminish the sharpness of the holy sword in the slightest.

Countless battles have endowed Saber with the inherent skill of [Intuition]. Even when she is blind, deaf, or numb, she will still take the most appropriate action for herself in battle.

Moreover, Saber's mood was higher than ever before, like the warmth of blood that seeped into her armor and permeated her skin. This battle was completely different from all her previous ones.

For the first time, she had someone who could understand her, someone she had to protect. The intertwining of these two emotions gave her a greater joy, like feeling the soldiers' desires as she wielded the sword of Excalibur.

The Knight King wanted to protect so many things, so he abandoned his humanity and fought as an ideal king, not for victory, but for not allowing defeat.

Saber was more eager for victory than in any previous battle.

The surging emotions were reflected in the holy sword, and the light enveloping the golden holy sword became even more dazzling, fulfilling the ancient promise and bringing victory to its master. Its destructive power increased sharply with its aura.

I saw it.

Even with her vision obscured by sand and her hearing drowned out by the roars of countless soldiers, Saber clearly saw not now, but the next move that Rider and his beloved horse were about to make.

[Intuition] transcends the present and foreshadows the future.

In a fleeting moment, the battle-hardened Saber made her decision. Her petite body ducked just millimeters away from Rider's broadsword, a strand of her golden hair being sliced ​​off by the blade.

Due to the sandstorm, Rider's attacks became erratic, and he lost his ability to make sound judgments.

With a formidable enemy in front of you, the Rider should not engage in battle, but rather retreat and defend.

However, if he did that, Rider wouldn't be called the Conqueror King.

The moment Saber dodged Rider's attack, she gripped the holy sword tightly with both hands and drew a golden curve from bottom to top, exceeding the range that Rider's weapon could handle, instantly severing Busyfalas's head.

Busifarras even let out a scream, his tall, headless body unable to maintain its balance.

Before his horse fell, Rider used the momentum to leap into the air, his wide cloak whipping up a gust of wind that dispersed the nearby dust. He laughed heartily, "As expected of the King of Knights, your skills are impeccable. I'm increasingly eager to have you join my ranks!"

Rider's Thunder Sword hissed as it slashed towards Saber. A bolt of lightning was drawn down, but it was easily dispersed by the holy sword.

Saber swiftly stepped forward, his holy sword slicing through several soldiers blocking his path, while continuing his fight with Rider: "I will refuse! Your repeated disrespect will be repaid with your life!"

"My King! Clear the rear!" shouted Eumenes, the general of the King's Army, blocking Saber's path. The well-prepared army once again broke through Saber's offensive, giving Rider a brief respite.

Rider stared solemnly at the petite figure before him. In his time, such a pretty young girl should have been enjoying a life of being pursued by men, but Saber was already a queen, conquering battlefields.

He saw no hesitation in Saber's eyes, even as her body was pierced by spears and hacked by swords and axes, he couldn't tell whether the blood on Saber's body was her own or that of the soldiers.

Saber never retreated an inch; his injuries healed quickly, and the power of the holy sword remained undiminished.

"In the end, I underestimated the heroes of the world. The Knight King, his courage alone is enough to rival my army of thirty thousand!"

"This is getting more and more exciting!" Rider grinned and raised his lightning sword to launch an attack.

Chapter 83 Angolan Manuel, Arrival.

"Warriors! The Knight King has proven his bravery. Why don't we recall the glory of the battlefield and pay our highest respects?" Rider shouted, raising his arm, and thousands of soldiers behind him responded in unison.

But then several torrents of light cleaved through the desert, swallowing up the soldiers.

Even in such a fierce battle, Saber was still able to accumulate magical energy to unleash her Noble Phantasm.

“What a formidable enemy. The King’s army has been in force for more than half its duration, yet she shows no signs of fatigue. Her bravery is unmatched, and her strength surpasses even the Hindu Kush. Only an enemy like this is worth conquering.”

Rider was overwhelmed with excitement, almost tearing his chest apart. As he watched the holy sword's brilliance vanish into the sky, he recalled distant memories of his goal: to reach the boundless sea.

Simply hearing the legends of the ends of the earth, it is precisely because of its remoteness that it is worth conquering, praising tyranny, displaying tyranny, and giving dreams to the subjects behind him.

Who wouldn't feel envious upon seeing the king's back?

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

Rider laughed heartily with joy, roaring as he slashed down with the Thunder Sword. The lightning transformed into a spear and struck down, but it could not match the power of the Holy Sword.

Rider once felt dejected, crossing mountains and deserts but never seeing the end of the world—how foolish!

Now all doubts vanished; the Knight King before him was the destination he sought to cross.

They adhere to completely different paths and cannot understand each other, yet they cannot help but acknowledge each other's supreme principles.

Isn't this the best opponent?

Now is the perfect time to distinguish the superiority of the ideal path versus the hegemonic path.

The torrent of light never stopped, and it was impossible to count how many soldiers were swallowed by the radiance.

Rider made a decision; he couldn't delay any longer. Allowing Saber to slaughter the soldiers would only hasten the collapse of the Reality Marble.

In fact, as one of the world's most famous military strategists, he had almost foreseen the outcome of this battle.

Even with 30,000 soldiers, they were no match for the King of Knights' might. The King's army was showing signs of fatigue, but Saber's fighting spirit only grew stronger.

Saber fought a bloody battle, and heard Rider's triumphant cry: "King of Ideals! Accept the challenge from the King of Conquest!"

He rallied his forces and led his men in a charge.

This time, Saber was prepared. The radiance emitted by the holy sword was just a lure to lower Rider's guard. The Command Seals were taking effect, continuously replenishing her depleted mana.

"Then, I'll use this strike to express my respect for you."

The holy sword's radiance coalesced, and the soldiers beside her, disregarding their own lives, launched an attack in an attempt to stop Saber from unleashing her Noble Phantasm.

But this attack was completely different from the previous ones. A torrent of light surged and swirled beneath Saber's feet, forming a defensive barrier that no one could cross.

It wasn't that [Avalon] was used, but rather that Saber included herself within the attack range of the Holy Sword.

"Excalibur!"

With her holy sword raised high, Saber roared as she unleashed the true name of her Noble Phantasm, and endless radiance surged toward Rider's location.

This time, having lost his mount, Rider could no longer evade the Noble Phantasm of the city. He could only draw his longsword and unleash all the magic power within him, transforming it into lightning in an attempt to contend with the radiance of the holy sword.

呲味味~

Countless bolts of lightning couldn't even buy him half a second. The endless radiance overwhelmed Rider's senses. In the final moment before his body was destroyed by the torrent of light, Rider suddenly felt relieved for some reason.

The surging light was like an endless sea, and he could truly hear the sound of the waves.

A complex mix of emotions welled up inside me, along with immense regret that the ideals I hadn't been able to fulfill in my lifetime had failed once again.

Then, Rider felt immense satisfaction. His pursuit of the world's end was merely a desire to demonstrate his dominance, and now, having completed another expedition with his subjects, he sighed, "There's nothing I can do, King of Knights. One day, someone will break free from your stubbornness. I'm sorry, Waver, that as a king I cannot keep the promise I made to my subjects..."

Far from the battlefield, Weber, witnessing this scene, was already sobbing uncontrollably. The king he had followed had finally left, and he had obeyed the king's orders to witness that heroic figure about to cross the ends of the world.

"No...no, that's not it, my king, you have already fulfilled my wish."

The battle was far from over. Although Rider had been destroyed, his followers remained, faithfully carrying out the king's orders and vowing to defeat Saber once more until the Realm Barrier could no longer be maintained.

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"The outcome is decided; Saber has defeated Rider."

Shinji Matou led the Lancers to the high platform of the Great Hollow, where the Lesser Grail within him absorbed Rider's soul.

Lancer gazed at the dark sun in the sky, smiled, and asked, "So, can we begin here as well?"

"of course."

Bang~ Bang~ Bang~ Bang~ Bang~

drum?

A muffled sound echoed throughout the entire underground cavern, and the almost tangible evil aura made Lancer frown and prepare for battle.

This strange sound, seemingly capable of piercing one's very soul, actually emanated from the black sun in the sky. It was like a beating heart, continuously expanding, its pitch-black shadow swallowing all light.

wow~

Liquid overflowing with evil curses poured out from that black sun.

Shinji Matou calmly stepped inside, his body being consumed by the evil curse of this world.

In the blink of an eye, Shinji Matou arrived at another place, still the Einzbern castle, where black snow was falling outside the window, gradually turning the white world black.

Standing before Shinji Matou was Justessa Risleich von Einzbern, the Winter Saintess, dressed in a black gown.

She walked over, knelt down, and gently cupped Shinji Matou's face in her hands, saying softly, "Then, please make a wish, imbue the Holy Grail with its contents, and let it go to the outside world. Only you have the right to do so."

Shinji Matou answered without hesitation: "My wish is to use my own hands to cut off all evil in humanity and achieve salvation for mankind!"

Justessa Ritzreich von Einzbern's lips curled into a malicious smile, her voice filled with unbridled joy: "As you wish, you are indeed the most suitable Master for the Holy Grail."

She kissed Shinji Matou's lips, turning into a stream of black sludge that poured into Shinji Matou's mouth.

The Lesser Grail and Greater Grail systems within Shinji Matou's body are firmly integrated.

An endless stream of magical power surged forth, and within the vast void stretched a magical circuit several kilometers long. The embodiment of the human universe concept was devoured by Shinji Matou.

At this moment, the being named Matou Shinji transcended the status of a Servant.

Outside, the black sun ceased unleashing its evil upon the world, and Shinji Matou slowly rose from the black, cursed mire.

Shinji Matou's appearance has undergone a complete transformation. His body has grown into that of a young man, covered in strange runes, and his hair has turned pale.

The current Shinji Matou has absorbed all the evil of this world within the Holy Grail system, becoming its contents. He is now the incarnation of the evil god named Angra Mainyu, a curse of evil that kills primates.

"Lancer, don't die too quickly before I'm done having fun."

Chapter 84 Urgent, how should I allocate points for Human Evil?