That protagonist is trash; I could do better!

Click~ Click~ Click click click~

Matter appeared out of thin air and, as Matou Shinji desired, formed a pure white temple and throne. Matou Shinji slowly stepped up the stairs, ascended the throne step by step, and sat down. He casually examined Lancer beneath the throne, pondering a countermeasure.

Shinji Matou's gaze was deep and enigmatic. He wasn't thinking about how to deal with Lancer, but rather how to complete his self-destruction and put an end to the script he had designed for this world.

Transforming into human evil and destroying all of humanity is not the ending that Shinji Matou wants to achieve.

Previously, Shinji Matou believed that his strength after absorbing the evil of this world was at most the level of Cú Chulainn (the black dog) enhanced by the Holy Grail, or perhaps the level of a Demon Pillar.

The script was even more convoluted than imagined, and perhaps that's why the Holy Grail War summoned the Queen of the Land of Shadows, who was theoretically impossible to summon.

Having devoured the Holy Grail, Shinji Matou gained power far beyond imagination, a curse overflowing with malice. The direction of this power was already fixed; the current Shinji Matou was a bullet aimed at all of humanity, indiscriminate yet unlikely to harm humanity as it was now.

The true purpose of eradicating human evil should be understood as eliminating the collective unconscious of humanity, the Alaya consciousness.

If the Alaya consciousness of this world were to die, humanity would lose most of the emotions known as desires, including even the most basic biological desire to reproduce.

After the Alaya consciousness disappears, humanity will gradually become extinct within a hundred years.

This is a direction that Shinji Matou, who made the wish, cannot change.

If it were an ordinary person, no, even if the original Angolan Manu were to be born, it wouldn't be this terrible.

Shinji Matou is a magician and a powerful alchemist who has obtained immense magical power capable of changing the world.

Shinji Matou now resembles the former Holmes in a bottle, who ascended to godhood by sacrificing over 50 million citizens through a national transmutation circle to create the Philosopher's Stone.

With a change in his spiritual essence, Matou Shinji, who originally only possessed and summoned Servants to obtain their spiritual origins, completely devoured the Lesser Grail, controlled the Greater Grail, and formed a human universe. He then used the evil of this world as a foundation to extract magical power from the malice of all mankind. His spiritual origin level has long surpassed that of ordinary Servants.

Beast-class?

Shinji Matou couldn't be sure if he had reached that level, but if he wanted to, he could wipe out more than seven billion people worldwide in less than a minute.

The spirit origins created from the concept of the curse of evil in this world are inherently specialized in their ability to kill humans.

Shinji Matou closed his eyes and pondered, continuing to explore the possibilities of this body.

No, it shouldn't have reached the level of a beast. Only by destroying the Alaya consciousness of this world can Matou Genji, as the embodiment of human malice, go further, steal the power of the Alaya consciousness, and thus ascend to the throne of gods.

This was Shinji Matou's own karma, and also the achievement he could ultimately attain.

As Shinji Matou pondered, five elemental crystals of different colors rapidly evolved, each generating a different structure. They connected to form a pentagram array, which hung above the temple, creating a dazzlingly large transmutation array. At the center of the transmutation array, a black dot continued to emerge and expand, eventually transforming into a distorted black hole.

"So this is your ultimate goal, Caster." Lancer's cruel smile deepened as he raised his cursed spear and stepped forward.

The slender, phantom-like figure moved at a speed far exceeding that of the past; the current Matou Shinji was an enemy she had to take seriously.

No matter how much she killed and drank blood, she could not suppress her thirst for blood; only a powerful enemy could satisfy the hunger in her belly.

呲味味~

Dozens of red elemental spirits outside the black hole shot out laser beams, blocking Lancer's path. The beams were winding and twisting, and no matter how Lancer tried to dodge, he couldn't shake them off.

"Interesting." Lancer chuckled, his agile figure gliding through the air. He thrust out his magic spear, intending to pierce the laser, but the laser seemed to possess intelligence, dodging the spear's thrust and attacking from two directions.

Lancer landed on the ground, gun in hand, the tip pointed diagonally at Shinji Matou. Just as the dozens of laser beams were about to pierce her body, she uttered a soft shout: "Sound! Gáe Bolg!"

呲味味

The tip of the spear suddenly glowed red, and the power of the curse erupted, transforming into a powerful whirlwind that annihilated the laser. Following the direction of the spear tip, it swept towards where Shinji Matou was.

The alchemy array above the temple lit up again, and the crystal symbolizing the wind element released a white, high-pressure whirlwind. It was mostly destroyed the moment it came into contact with the curse whirlwind. However, this high-pressure whirlwind was supported by endless magic power, and it was only temporarily at a disadvantage when it clashed with the curse whirlwind.

Rumble~

The desolate land was lifted up by a powerful whirlwind, which, after engulfing the cursed whirlwind, continued its momentum towards Scáthach behind it.

Under the terrifying wind pressure, all nearby materials were swept up and then crushed into dust by the ultra-high-speed wind pressure.

Scáthach neither dodged nor evaded, but instead wrote primordial runes in the air with her fingers, symbolizing "avoidance of the wind." All the high-pressure whirlwinds that rushed toward her body were dispersed by an unseen mysterious force before they could reach her, and could not harm her in the slightest.

"Has it gotten to this point? The autonomous attack of magic is no less powerful than a Noble Phantasm." Lancer's gaze turned serious. Magic evolved, and dozens of magic spears appeared behind him, launching another surprise attack on Matou Shinji on the throne.

呲味~

Facing dozens of incoming laser beams, Lancer unleashed her magic, moving nimbly even in the air. With her extensive experience in close combat, she found openings in her attacks and continuously hurled her cursed magic spear.

Boom!Boom!Boom!Boom!Boom!

The demonic spears, even more powerful than cannonballs, all stopped a meter in front of Shinji Matou. Magical arrays unfolded, transforming into layers of barriers. The demonic spears briefly rippled on the barriers before disintegrating and disappearing.

The automatically operating transmutation array in the sky completed its analysis of the cursed magic spear, rendering it no longer a threat.

The intense commotion finally elicited a response from Shinji Matou. He lightly tapped the armrest of his throne, halting the automatic attack of the transmutation circle. He glanced indifferently at Lancer and said calmly, "Queen of the Land of Shadows, I'm giving you a chance. You are no threat to me right now. You are a Servant summoned by the Holy Grail, and I am the Holy Grail. No matter how powerful you are, you cannot escape this constraint. Stop testing my strength here."

Shinji Matou could melt Lancer's spirit origin with just a thought; Servants created by the Holy Grail cannot defy the Holy Grail itself.

Shinji Matou knew that Scáthach's true form had not died and was probably still in the Land of Shadows, a realm cut off from the world. Her true form possessed a spirit origin at the level of a true god.

I've been sleeping with the fan on these past few days; I think I've caught a cold.

My head feels dizzy, and when I shake my head, it feels like my head is separating from my skull.

I have no energy and no appetite.

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Chapter 85 The Main God

The atmosphere in the large underground cavern of Fuyuki City was heavy.

Lancer's crimson eyes met those of Shinji Matou on his throne. Her brows furrowed slightly as she sensed a very familiar divine aura, one that surpassed even that of any god she had ever killed.

"What's going on with you right now? Have you become a god?"

Shinji Matou calmly explained, "That's about right, but it's not Gaia's tentacles. It's an evil god born from human faith, the queen of the Land of Shadows. You must be quite good at killing gods."

Angolan Manu is the chief of the evil gods in Zoroastrianism. In the theological world of dualism of good and evil, he is opposed to the creator god Ahura Mazda and is himself a deity of the chief god level.

The Holy Grail cannot summon gods, nor can it create a spirit origin at the level of a chief god. However, Shinji Matou, after fusing with the Greater Grail, does indeed possess a spirit origin mixed with that of a god.

Such an existence is not something that mere Servants can contend with.

“Interesting. The current situation seems to confirm that. Well then, Angola, I won’t disappoint your invitation. Let’s have a fierce and exhilarating battle, and then I will achieve final victory.” Lancer replied with a smile, slamming his magic spear into the ground.

Boom!

Crimson ripples spread simultaneously beneath Lancer's feet and in the sky behind him, as the cursed power of the demonic spear summoned a gate to another realm.

The magnificent stone gate slowly descends from the red vortex in the sky, its height being at least tens of meters. Wolf statues are placed on both sides, and the gate is engraved with the legend of Scáthach, the Queen of the Land of Shadows.

Shinji Matou was moved by what he saw. When Scáthach summoned the stone gate, Shinji Matou could clearly feel that the rules of the temple's construction had been rewritten.

The gate to the secret realm burst open, and a powerful blast of cold air surged out from the world within, dispersing the malevolent magic of the great underground cavern.

Inside the door, snow drifted for miles, ice covered the land, and endless blizzards howled, tormenting the earth.

"Devour souls! Gate of Skye! (The Gate to a Demonic Realm Overflowing with Death)"

Lancer shouted, unleashing the true name of his Noble Phantasm. A black vortex appeared in front of the door, and a powerful pulling force tugged at Shinji Matou's body. At the same time, Shinji could feel his magical energy rapidly draining away.

"The Gate of Skye, a realm overflowing with death."

Grade: A+

Type: Anti-Army Noble Phantasm

Distance: 2~50

Maximum capture: 500

Temporarily summon a massive gate leading to the Shadow Kingdom, a demonic realm severed from the world.

All creatures within the area of ​​effect will be absorbed into the domain under its control, the Land of Shadows.

Those who fail the magic and luck tests will be sucked into the "Gate" and die instantly. Those not recognized by Scáthach are also unable to set foot in the Land of Shadows in their living form.

Even if the resistance is successful, the user will still suffer significant damage due to the rapid absorption of magic power.

After the black vortex disappeared, the gates of the Land of Shadows did not close.

The magical power devoured within Shinji Matou's body was replenished in a very short time. The Greater Grail, supporting the foundation called the Evil of This World, could provide Shinji Matou with endless magical power.

"Awaited."

Lancer turned and entered through the gate, his voice high-pitched and shallow: "Angola, come with me. If you want to fight my true form, this place is a bit too cramped."

The Land of Shadows is only open to those recognized by Scáthach.

"can."

Shinji Matou nodded in agreement. The massive transmutation circle and black hole behind him shrank and disappeared. He stepped down from the throne and entered the Land of Shadows.

Inside the gate was a desolate world, with jagged rocks, barren mountain peaks covered in thick snow, and a vast sky shrouded in dark clouds. Shadows were everywhere, and there was never any sunlight; it was a world of death.

This world has completely different rules.

Shinji Matou stood atop the mountain, gazing into the distance. He sensed a powerful fighting spirit emanating from the direction of Scáthach, the queen of the Land of Shadows.

"Humph."

Shinji Matou chuckled lightly. Behind him, the complex transmutation circle re-unfolded, radiance condensed, and the crystals of the five elements lit up simultaneously.

The four elements correspond to four different worlds: the divine realm (fire), the creative realm (wind), the formation realm (water), and the material realm (earth). The void element serves as a pseudo-element. Based on this, the four elements are reconstructed to recreate the true ether of the divine world and materialize it.

Shinji Matou murmured the true name of his Noble Phantasm: "Born of all things, dominating all phenomena, all records begin here and end here."

"The Tree of Life."

buzz~

The condensed torrent of radiant light erupted as a destructive beam that swept across the world, piercing through the mountains. After a brief moment of calm, the entire world trembled. The powerful shockwave generated by the destructive light composed of true ether hitting its target annihilated the distant mountains, and the aftershocks instantly swept away the ice and snow that covered the barren land.

In terms of destructive power alone, the Light of Destruction surpasses even the Sword of Ea.

Having struck successfully, Shinji Matou's eyes remained calm as he slowly raised his right hand. Layers of barriers unfolded before his palm, each a different color, with elemental power symbolizing the characteristics of different worlds. Their defensive capabilities far surpassed those of a Servant's Noble Phantasm.

Swish!

A bright red demonic spear shot from afar, almost instantly reaching Shinji Matou, its tip easily piercing through the dozen or so layers of defensive barriers he had set up.

呲味味~