A Villain's Journey Begins in the Type-Moon World

"As expected... you're the same guy who's also after the elixir of immortality. The Ruined King is just a figment of your imagination... your true identity is the First Emperor, isn't it?" Iskandar laughed and said.

"Hmph, mongrel." Gilgamesh was clearly recalling the scene from the first night when a shameless guy pretended to praise him but was actually just showing off in front of him.

"..." Wang Chong simply smiled faintly, offering no answer and letting others tacitly accept it. Then, Wang Chong continued, "As for the result, you've all seen it. Everything I built was destroyed in an instant by my unworthy descendants. Haha, to be honest, the reason I responded to the Holy Grail was simply to see if, a thousand years later, the rule I established would be passed down for generations after my death. But unexpectedly, it ended up dying after only two generations."

"So, we're quite similar, aren't we? In that case, wouldn't it be better to acquire a physical body like me, fight in this world, and then try to realize your ideals again?" Iskandar said with a smile.

"No, I'm not one to be a sore loser. Since I've already lost and become a dead man, I might as well rest peacefully in my imperial mausoleum... Death is simply facing defeat. Since I'm already dead, why should I bother the world of the living any longer?" Wang Chong said slowly.

"Is this all it takes to lose your motivation to keep going?" Iskandar frowned.

“Actually, there’s another real reason. Iskandar, when I first heard the news, I was just like you. Reading the history related to myself, I felt resentful. These will all become the seeds of our desires.” Wang Chong paused, then continued, “However, after watching for a long time what happened on that land, up to the present day, I suddenly understood. In fact, my wish has already been fulfilled.”

"Huh?" Iskandar was taken aback at first, but he quickly understood. Gilgamesh, who was listening nearby, also opened his eyes.

"Although the nation I built has perished, my ministers remain, the legal system I established still exists, and my ideology of unifying the entire land of China has endured for thousands of years." Wang Chong smiled and said, "Although Qin only lasted two generations, everything I did was not meaningless. As long as what I created is passed down from generation to generation, then my Qin Dynasty will never truly perish, and my rule will continue forever. Isn't this the true immortality I seek?"

Chapter 161 The Magic Cannon from the Sky

Upon hearing Wang Chong's words, the three kings present couldn't help but shrink their eyes. Gilgamesh was the first to react. He chuckled and said, "The First Emperor, huh? No wonder you dare to call yourself number one before me. You are just like Rider; I will kill you with my own hands."

"Hahaha, Caster, you really are a formidable fellow." Iskandar laughed heartily, then glanced at Artoria, who was still deep in thought. He shook his head inwardly, thinking, "Caster is probably saying all this more for this young Knight King. That makes sense, after all, they were the first to form an alliance. It seems Caster thinks highly of this girl. It's just a pity, those involved are often blinded, while bystanders see things more clearly."

"They've arrived." At this moment, Wang Chong, who was still savoring his wine, sensed the arrival of someone based on the black mist surrounding the Tohsaka residence. The newcomer was none other than Emiya Kiritsugu, one of his targets for tonight.

However, seemingly noticing the Servants patrolling the courtyard, they refrained from immediate action. It appears they intend to observe the Tohsaka family's movements before deciding who to target.

"Since that's the case, then let me put the fire on fire completely." Wang Chong began sending a message to someone.

"Thump—thump—" In an instant, the sound of footsteps, which were not concealed at all, came from the edge of the forest outside the courtyard, and was immediately noticed by all the heroic spirits present. The four people at the table were no exception, and they all looked in that direction.

"Knight King, it seems to be another old acquaintance of yours," Wang Chong said, looking at Artoria. Artoria was also in a bad mood at the moment, gripping her sword tightly and staring intently at the newcomer.

Sure enough, in the forest, Mordred, the Another Servant who had repeatedly appeared first, once again came into everyone's view. However, Mordred's expression was extremely gloomy this time.

"Anomaly Saber! How dare you invade the Tohsaka family alone? Do you look down on all of us?" At this moment, several Hassans appeared at the front and questioned him.

"Those who stand in my way—" A surge of high-energy magic and crimson aura rose from Mordred's body. Her eyes were filled with intense killing intent and rage, which she could not conceal. In an instant, Mordred drew her sword, and blood flowers danced on her blade, swirling around her. The Hassans were instantly killed.

"--die!!"

Mordred stomped her foot hard, her target was very clear, aimed directly at Artoria.

"boom!"

A cloud of smoke billowed as Gilgamesh leaped onto the attic, dodging the attack. He coldly surveyed the scene below, his anger steadily building. How dare this dare to cause trouble on his turf? Gilgamesh didn't care about any past grievances; he was determined to obliterate this "rat" who had intruded into the banquet.

As the smoke cleared below, it was revealed that Mordred's sword was blocked by the weapons of three Servants simultaneously: Artoria, who was the main target of Mordred's attack, and Iskandar and Wang Chong, who had not retreated.

"Hey, Saber in red, you really don't know the situation, do you? You actually dared to charge into the encirclement of Servants all by yourself. Should we call you incredibly brave or just stupid?" Iskandar said.

"Get lost! I'll kill you next, you arrogant, ignorant fool!" Mordred roared, unleashing his magic in an instant, intending to blast the three of them away. But even though Mordred had replenished his magic power today, how could he possibly be a match for the three of them?

"Drink!" As a result, Mordred was the one who was forced back by Wang Chong and the other two.

Artoria was about to go up again when Wang Chong stopped her with his hand, saying, "Don't rush, the master hasn't spoken yet. Don't forget whose face Mordred is slapping in the face. If you rush up rashly, you might get caught in the crossfire."

Sure enough, in the next instant, countless magical artifacts rained down on Mordred from above, and several explosions rang out in succession. A voice boomed angrily from the rooftop: "You lowly cultivator, how dare you trespass into my territory and do such a disgraceful thing! I will blast you to smithereens!"

"Who are you calling a bastard?!" Gilgamesh's words completely enraged Mordred. When the smoke cleared, Mordred was not only unharmed, but he also raised the Silver King Sword high, and a crimson high-energy magical reaction rose up. His fighting spirit and killing intent reached their peak.

“Clarent—Blood—Arthur (rebellion against my magnificent father)!!”

The massive beam attack hurtled directly at Gilgamesh, and unfortunately, it landed right in front of the Tohsaka family mansion. Just as Gilgamesh snorted and was about to unleash a barrage of Noble Phantasms to destroy the beam, Wang Chong appeared in front of the mansion, gathering a large amount of black mist and using the Blade of the Ruined King to block the beam attack.

"I don't need your help!" Gilgamesh unleashed his Noble Phantasm once more, blasting towards Mordred, who was unleashing her Noble Phantasm technique. Forced by the pressure, Mordred had no choice but to interrupt her technique and dodge.

"Don't misunderstand, I just think that the way you fight against the light cannon can at most protect yourself, but it can't protect the Masters in the house," Wang Chong said calmly.

"Ha, they are all my subjects and guests. If this scoundrel were to harm them again, what would become of my reputation? Get out of the way!" Gilgamesh leaped out, spreading his arms to open more gates of royal treasure, and more Noble Phantasms, carrying a chilling killing intent, were about to strike Mordred.

"Those so-called heretical rats are stupid and annoying enough. If you dare to jump out alone today, I will kill one as a warning to you rats!" Gilgamesh was about to launch his Noble Phantasm.

"Wait! King Hero, something's not right!" Suddenly, the king below exclaimed.

A red flash suddenly appeared in the thin clouds in the sky, followed by a burst of high-energy magical energy descending from the heavens.

"What?" Gilgamesh also noticed the giant beam of light coming from the sky at that moment, and instantly changed the direction of his Noble Phantasm, shooting it into the sky.

"Boom boom..."

A series of explosions suddenly rang out, and at that moment, the Masters of Magicians who had already noticed the commotion came out of the Tohsaka residence.

"Not good!" Wang Chong's sharp eyes immediately noticed that the Noble Phantasms of the certain Gold Pikachu were not enough to stop the attack. A large amount of black mist instantly gathered and filled the sky. Then, the Noble Phantasm rushed towards all the Masters and shouted, "Don't resist! I'll take you away!"

"How is this possible?!" Gilgamesh also noticed that his pile of Noble Phantasms had only had their beam cannons weakened, and were completely unable to block or stop them. In an instant, Gilgamesh immediately grabbed a Noble Phantasm from the Royal Treasury.

"boom!!"

The beam of light from the beam cannon instantly engulfed the entire Tohsaka family. All the Servants present were shocked and struggled to withstand the massive energy shockwave from the beam. Even Kiritsugu Emiya, who was still observing from inside the forest, immediately prostrated himself on the ground, almost being blown away by the shockwave.

"Irisviel!!" Kiritsugu Emiya felt a sudden pang of pain in his heart. He never imagined things would turn out this way. All the Masters, including Irisviel, were gathered in that room, and now they had all been wiped out by a single beam of light.

"Is it Tohsaka? He must have a tunnel that allows him to avoid this attack and escape in time. Damn it, he's still a step too late!" Emiya Kiritsugu regretted not using the Command Spell Saber to kill Tohsaka Tokiomi immediately.

"...And Saber. I must win the Holy Grail War...at all costs!" Kiritsugu Emiya clenched his fists tightly, thinking to himself.

At the scene, after the energy of the light cannon dissipated, Artoria stared in disbelief at the now-annihilated crater, muttering, "How could this be..."

"Hey! Saber! Calm down! None of us have disappeared! The Masters should be alright!" At that moment, a thunderous voice rang out, and Iskandar said with a grave expression.

"Over there!" Diarmuid, with her sharp eyesight, pointed to a spot in the smoke. As the smoke cleared, two Servants coughing up blood appeared in everyone's sight. Wang Chong spread out his black mist, while Gilgamesh raised a huge shield Noble Phantasm. Behind them were their Masters with different expressions. It seemed that the two of them had worked together to block the luminous cannon attack.

"You...you all look! What is that?!" Weber, still in shock, stared at the sky and suddenly shouted.

In the sky, a massive fortress slowly broke through the thin clouds, revealing its enormous size to everyone present.

Chapter 162 The Power of the Hanging Gardens

Before everyone's eyes, a colossal, towering sky garden slowly descended. Its vast scale resembled a floating city, overlooking all living beings. Its cup-shaped form, with thick, solid walls and unfolding magical shields, spoke of formidable defensive power. Eleven jet-black, 20-meter-long panels floated around it, inspiring awe. The garden blocked out the moonlight, casting massive shadows that enveloped the Tohsaka family's land.

"What...is this thing?!" Even the well-informed Tokiomi Tohsaka was shocked and terrified when he saw this enormous building.

"This is... impossible? Could this be the true trump card of those otherworldly Servants!?" Jeanne d'Arc used her True Name to see through things at this moment. In an instant, all the information about this Noble Phantasm appeared in Jeanne d'Arc's mind. Seeing the descriptions of this Noble Phantasm, Jeanne d'Arc's expression became even more somber.

Even more terrifying, she sensed the presence of six Servants above her, making a total of seven Servants including Mordred on the ground!

Seven against seven... This was the worst-case scenario that Joan of Arc and Wang Chong had discussed. It meant that if even one person on their side was eliminated, they would be in a very unfavorable situation.

"This thing is...? Damn Faker!" Gilgamesh put down his shield, his eyes narrowing as he quickly recognized the Noble Phantasm. He was all too familiar with its architectural style; it was a creation of their Mesopotamian civilization—the Hanging Gardens. After all, as the king of the Sumerian civilization, the oldest in the Mesopotamian system, Gilgamesh was capable of accurately recognizing things from his own traditions. And that's why he immediately recognized the authenticity of this Noble Phantasm.

"Hero King, do you recognize this thing?" Wang Chong asked.

"Hmph! It's just a fake... But if I'm not mistaken, the owner of this treasure is probably some little fellow from my territory in the future. Heh, I'd like to see which unworthy descendant it is."

Gilgamesh sneered, offering no further explanation. The matter had already veered into his "family affairs," and as a king who valued his reputation above all else, he naturally just wanted to resolve these matters as quickly as possible.

"The name of the Hero King has been sung throughout our land. Seeing him today, it is indeed well-deserved." At this moment, a voice rang out from the castle in the sky, entering everyone's ears in the form of magic, without affecting the surrounding environment.

"Who are you? State your name." This time, Gilgamesh didn't use the same vulgar language as before. After all, Mesopotamia was his territory. Just as a certain Caster had said, all the systems in this territory could be seen as a continuation of his Uruk Kingdom. Therefore, Gilgamesh's attitude towards his people was not so harsh, and he was even somewhat tolerant.

"Meremiah, Empress of the Mesopotamian-Assyrian Kingdom." A voice came from the castle, and everyone was surprised that the other party would so easily reveal her real name.

"The Assyrian Kingdom? Wait... Semiramis?" Gilgamesh frowned, then a look of disgust rose in his eyes. He saw that this woman was connected to some damned, despicable goddess.

"Leave this place now, and I will forgive your transgression! Otherwise, you will die at my hands along with those rats," Gilgamesh commanded.

"Heh heh heh, King Gilgamesh. This is no longer the era you ruled. Now I am strong and you are weak. What right do you have to order me to leave this place?" Semiramis said with a hint of sarcasm. "I would much rather you kneel before me, the Empress."

"You're courting death!" Gilgamesh unleashed countless Noble Phantasms, shooting them towards the castle in the sky.

At this moment, the 11 black blocks floating around seemed to react, lighting up with red patterns and launching one magic bullet after another to bombard the incoming treasures.

"Boom boom boom boom..." The Noble Phantasm and the Magic Bullet collided.

"Is this the treasure of the King of Heroes? It doesn't seem like much at all," Semiramis said sarcastically.

"You bastard—!" Gilgamesh charged forward once again, using his Noble Phantasm, intending to break through to the castle in the sky in the same way he had used against the King. In an instant, the two sides clashed fiercely in the sky, their surroundings constantly bombarded by various light projectiles. All the Servants rushed to their Master's side to protect him from the attacks.

"This is bad... If this battle continues, it will harm innocent people around us... These damned bastards." Tokiomi Tohsaka looked at the scene of destruction around him. If this continued, the battle on the mystical side would completely involve the Tokoyo. As the ruler of Fuyuki City, Tokiomi Tohsaka absolutely could not allow this to happen.

“Rider, do you have a way to use the Noble Phantasm you used last time to envelop that castle?” Waver asked, climbing onto Iskandar’s carriage.

"The distance doesn't seem enough; we'll have to fly up. But those magic projectiles are too dense; it's hard to get close," Iskandar said, frowning.

“I’ll cover you, Conqueror King,” Wang Chong stepped forward and said.

“Oh? With your help, Emperor Qin Shi Huang, there shouldn’t be any problem. Would you like to get on?” Iskandar said, pointing to his oxcart.

“No, this is faster.” Wang Chong immediately took to the air, and with a wave of his hand, countless black mists swept upwards, obscuring the light projectiles and clearing a path for Iskandar. Iskandar didn’t say anything more and immediately drove the oxcart closer to the castle.

"Rider! Envelop everyone! The three of you alone cannot defeat them!" Suddenly, Joan of Arc ran out and shouted at Iskandar in the sky.

"Hmm?" Iskandar frowned slightly, then looked at Wang Chong, who turned around and said, "Do as my Master says."

“Alright, that should be enough for now.” After assessing the distance between the two sides, Iskandar shouted, “Ionioi Hetairoi (Army of the King)!!”

A beam of light burst forth from Iskandar, illuminating not only all the Servants and Masters on the ground, Gilgamesh who was moving forward in the sky and the entire castle, but also Kiritsugu Emiya who had just gotten up from the grass, and a shadow that was lurking and rapidly approaching.

Wang Chong narrowed his eyes slightly, and under the glow of the light, he said calmly:

"Switching between clones".

……

"Is this... Rider's strongest Noble Phantasm? Reality Marble?" Tokiomi Tohsaka's heart sank as he saw the scene around him.

"No matter how many times I watch it, Rider's Noble Phantasm is truly breathtaking," Irisviel remarked, looking at the surrounding sandy landscape.

"Hey! Why did you let that Servant engulf us all?! Are you trying to kill us?! Say something!" At this moment, Sora started to nag Jeanne relentlessly. Just as she was about to step forward to reprimand her, Diarmuid stopped her.

"Lady Sora, let's stop here. Don't forget that Miss Leticia's Caster just saved everyone's lives," Diarmuid said in a deep voice.

“I’m sorry…” Sora didn’t want to upset Diarmuid, so she could only lower her head and stop bothering Joan of Arc.

"Miss Leticia, may I ask if you have discovered anything?" Kirei Kotomine stepped forward and asked.

Jeanne glanced at Kirei Kotomine, then said, "Each of the enemy castle's energy blasts is at the level of an army-class weapon, and the previous magic cannons were even more powerful, reaching an astonishing EX level. Moreover, the enemy is very likely to have new Another Servants... Don't forget, Another Servants haven't even appeared yet. Those guys are very likely all on that castle... Think carefully about the number of Another Servants. Do you still think you can solve this problem with just Rider, Caster, and Archer?"

These words caused both the Master and the Servant to fall into deep thought. However, compared to this, the very front lines of the battle had already begun.

Countless Macedonian warriors and heroes arrived once more, their powerful footsteps echoing as they gathered around Iskandar, the Conqueror. Iskandar, raising his greatsword, pointed it at the castle in the sky and proclaimed, "The enemy is the Assyrian Empress, hidden deep within that fortress in the heavens! Warriors, show our conquest and dominance to that foe in the sky!"

"Indeed! Indeed! Indeed!" The soldiers responded in unison, pointing straight at the castle in the sky.

Chapter 163 The Great Melee (Part 1)

Eleven dark magic panels in the sky continuously tilted downwards, raining down magical projectiles, many of which were aimed at Gilgamesh, who was trying to get closer. Meanwhile, Semiramis, located at the very heart of the Hanging Gardens, sat on her throne, using her clairvoyance to observe the surroundings and constantly adjusting her magical incantations to bombard the Servants in her field of vision. Of course, at someone's request, Semiramis also deliberately avoided a certain Master, even using the dust kicked up by the magical projectiles to obscure that person's view.

“Stheno should have already used her aura concealment to approach Kiritsugu Emiya. She will give some hints to ensure that Kiritsugu Emiya will resolutely attack Tokiomi Tohsaka. Semiramis, remember to cover for her. Although Jeanne can sense her location, you can't let Jeanne see what Stheno is doing.” At this moment, Wang Chong walked out carrying a white-haired girl and said to Semiramis on the throne.

“I understand, but… why did you bring this little girl out? The fight is going on right now,” Semiramis said slowly.

“After all, I promised her I would take her to see her parents.” Wang Chong put Ilya down and said, “Go on, don’t disturb your sister Semiramis, she’s helping your father teach those hostile Servants a lesson.”

"Really? I want to see Kiritsugu and Mom." Illya excitedly ran to Semiramis's side, looking at the projection inside, deeply attracted by the great battle on the screen.

"Master, doesn't your conscience hurt?" Semiramis looked at Wang Chong and used her magical powers to ask him telepathically, looking at the innocent little girl sitting to the side.

“From the moment I swallowed the Holy Grail, I was already on the opposite side of these Masters. Especially Kiritsugu Emiya, who is so stubborn; he won't give up on something unless he confirms it with his own eyes. In the original course of events, they were destined to embark on a path of self-destruction. Rather, it's more accurate to say that I saved them both from that destruction. Of course, I admit that personal motives played a larger role in this,” Wang Chong said noncommittally.

"So you only saved Mrs. Irisviel and Illya because of your own selfish motives. As for Kiritsugu Emiya, you completely ignored him and even made him take the blame, right? I'm embarrassed to point out what you're thinking, Master." Semiramis shook her head with a light laugh.

"Well, I'm really sorry, I'm just a selfish guy like that. Alright, take good care of Illy for me. The other Servants have all landed and are ready to fight those Heroic Spirits. I'm going to go keep an eye on that King Pikachu at the edge too," Wang Chong said with a smile.

"That Gilgamesh is somewhat capable, but is it really necessary to keep such a close eye on him?" Semiramis said, looking at Gilgamesh on the screen who was still dodging and clashing his magic bullets with his Noble Phantasm.

"Don't underestimate him, he's just not taking it seriously. The only one here who can probably deal with him is the Knight King, who possesses the Holy Sword and can unleash his Noble Phantasm," Wang Chong said. "That guy has an EX-rank Anti-World Noble Phantasm, Ea, in his King's Treasury. If he were to unleash that at full power, your Hanging Gardens probably wouldn't be able to withstand it. Fortunately, he's too arrogant and won't use it lightly. But there are always exceptions. If he decides to get serious, I wouldn't mind chopping off his elbow before he uses that Noble Phantasm."

"An EX-rank Anti-World Noble Phantasm?" Upon hearing this, Semiramis's expression turned serious.

"Don't worry, I've got him under my watch. He won't be able to pull out EA. Even if he does manage to use it, I can handle it. You just focus on giving them a shock tonight. Alright, I need to go keep watch now." After transmitting his voice through the black mist, Wang Chong spoke to Ilya, "Ilya, listen to Sister Semiramis. Okay, your big brother is going to help your Kiritsugu father later."

"Okay! Go for it, big brother!" At this moment, the innocent Ilya waved goodbye and cheered for Wang Chong.

"Tsk tsk, I'm kind-hearted and can't stand seeing this kind of thing." Semiramis clicked her tongue twice, then pulled Ilya into her arms, letting her see what was happening below.