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

A fighting spirit ignited in Katniss's eyes, and a belligerent smile curled at the corners of her lips. Without hesitation, she chose her target: "I'll take care of that Japanese female warrior! Perfect, I'd like to see what a foreign female warrior can do."

The spear in her hand seemed to sense its owner's excitement and trembled slightly.

"As for that shield maiden, her defensive stance makes it extremely difficult to break through her defenses from the front."

Kayneth looked at Castor and said, "But with your agility and precise control over ranged magic, constantly maneuvering and searching for weaknesses should be the best strategy to deal with her. What do you think?"

Castor smiled confidently, tiny specks of magic seemingly dancing on his fingertips: "Of course, no problem. Even the strongest fortress will eventually be worn down by persistent dripping water, eventually revealing its weaknesses. Leave it to me."

With their goal clear, the three of them didn't linger. They said goodbye to Paris, then turned around and walked quickly toward their chosen arena.

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"call……"

Miyamoto Musashi let out a soft breath, flicked his wrists, and casually shook off the sweat and dust from his twin swords.

Looking around at the pirate spectators, who were cheering wildly because of her superb swordsmanship, and listening to their deafening cheers and exclamations, a satisfied smile appeared on her face:

"What a wonderful place! Although the opponents aren't exactly top-tier, it's still a rare experience to spar with these experienced pirates. I've gained a lot of insights, especially regarding the use of firearms and tactics for dealing with surprise attacks."

She murmured to herself, her eyes gleaming with passion for martial arts, "Mastering all kinds of martial arts and integrating them into one's own understanding—this is the path we should pursue throughout our lives."

Afterwards, Miyamoto Musashi basked in the cheers of the audience, her smile deepening: "Of course, winning everyone's love and applause is a very joyful thing..."

During the brief rest, Miyamoto Musashi's gaze involuntarily drifted in another direction—to Arena 2, where another battle had just concluded. His eyes were fixed firmly on Achilles, who was standing in the Pride Field.

What attracted Miyamoto Musashi's attention was nothing more than her sincere admiration for the strength of the powerful. In her eyes, Hector, who had been defeated earlier, was also a formidable opponent, yet Achilles had managed to win with an almost overwhelming victory.

This duel between Servants was the first clash of titans since the start of the tournament. The sheer power and skill displayed were so spectacular that even the martial arts fanatic Miyamoto Musashi was captivated and deeply enthralled.

"A near-invincible immortality, coupled with unparalleled speed?"

Miyamoto Musashi stroked the hilt of his sword, lost in thought:

"If I were to face an opponent like that, where would I find an opportunity to win? Sigh..."

She sighed softly, a hint of lingering regret in her voice, and continued, "I really want to spar with an even stronger opponent. Is there any Servant on this arena who can come up and satisfy my thirst for battle? Hmm...?"

However, just as Miyamoto Musashi was feeling a little disappointed about the lack of a worthy opponent, a sharp, tangible fighting spirit suddenly locked onto her! Her keen martial arts intuition instantly tightened.

Following this feeling, Miyamoto Musashi's sharp gaze swept across the audience. He saw a tall, muscular woman with striking tan skin and short, snow-white hair, holding a gleaming spear, walking steadily towards the arena with undisguised, burning fighting spirit.

Chapter 632 Miyamoto Musashi VS Katniss (Part 1)

Miyamoto Musashi narrowed her eyes slightly, and then the pure joy born from encountering a powerful enemy instantly blossomed on her face, transforming into a radiant smile full of fighting spirit.

In her special perception, the overwhelming aura emanating from the white-haired woman had already materialized in her spiritual world into a giant golden eagle that blotted out the sky!

When the giant eagle spread its wings and soared into the sky, it stirred up towering waves, as if the entire boundless ocean had to submit to its power. Its momentum was magnificent and its sense of oppression was overwhelming.

This is Miyamoto Musashi's unique skill: she can intuitively perceive the opponent's aura and overall strength, and transform it into a concrete image in her mind to judge the opponent's strength.

She had witnessed the auras and images of many powerful beings: Talulah was a giant red dragon that spewed endless flames and purgatory; Frostnova was a vast snowfield that was sometimes tranquil and sometimes swept by terrifying blizzards...

The most chilling sight she had ever witnessed was the image she saw in Wang Chong when she was first summoned by his master...

It was a deep, pure, absolute darkness that seemed capable of devouring, assimilating, and corroding everything, like a bottomless abyss. Anyone who ventured into it would inevitably be completely assimilated by the other party.

It was precisely because he had experienced how terrifying Wang Chong was that Miyamoto Musashi wholeheartedly submitted to Wang Chong's command.

Back to the present, the golden eagle soaring above the raging sea, while bringing a strong sense of oppression, did not make Miyamoto Musashi flinch in the slightest. On the contrary, a long-lost, bone-deep excitement surged and boiled within her.

It's finally here! A truly formidable enemy who requires her to go all out and push her swordsmanship and willpower to the limit in order to have any chance of victory!

The white-haired woman pushed off with her feet and leaped nimbly onto the arena.

With a flick of her wrist, the spear traced a sharp and perfect flourish in the air, then the tip pointed steadily at Miyamoto Musashi, her voice loud and full of admiration:

"I, Katniss, admire and respect those strong individuals who, despite being women, can overpower all others! Come, state your name, and let me experience your strength!"

Miyamoto Musashi could no longer contain his fighting spirit. He drew his twin swords with a clang, assumed a fighting stance, and his face was filled with pure and blissful joy.

"My name is Fujiwara Genshin, the new Musashi-no-kami..." Miyamoto Musashi paused slightly and said loudly, "Of course, those who know me well prefer to call me—Miyamoto Musashi!"

Miyamoto Musashi's eyes shone brightly, as if burning with flames, and he continued, "I have been waiting for an opponent like you for a long time... especially after witnessing that wonderful duel on the second arena just now, I am itching to fight! I am deeply honored to have you choose me as your challenger!"

"Miyamoto Musashi?"

Katniss raised an eyebrow, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes: "In my memory, the one who bears this title should be a man..."

However, before Miyamoto Musashi could explain, Katniss shook her head self-deprecatingly, pointed her spear diagonally at the ground, and said, "Forget it. My own gender is already a mess, so what right do I have to ask you such a question? I suppose you must have a complicated past as well."

Katniss had heard of Miyamoto Musashi's name. Now, facing this sword saint from the far east, the casualness on her face vanished, replaced by a focused and serious expression. Her opponent was not someone to be underestimated.

"Ha, you are certainly not the first person to have this doubt." Miyamoto Musashi laughed heartily, twirling her twin swords in her hands in a beautiful flourish, the sharp blades reflecting her confident smile. "However, my swordsmanship will certainly not disappoint you!"

Before she finished speaking, Miyamoto Musashi had already moved. She suddenly raised her twin swords high above her head, assuming the starting stance of the world-renowned "Niten Ichi-ryu".

Then, she lightly touched the ground with her toes and shot out like an arrow, two sharp, cold lights tearing through the air and heading straight for Katniss's vitals!

"Clang clang clang clang—!"

In a flash, the sharp, piercing clang of metal clashing rang out all around! Miyamoto Musashi's twin swords slashed fiercely at Katniss's horizontally parried spear shaft, and the two were instantly locked in a contest of strength, sparks flying as their blades clashed.

"What incredibly fast blades! Only by experiencing them firsthand can I truly appreciate how swift your twin blades are, far exceeding what I've witnessed from the sidelines!"

Katniss praised him casually, even with a slight smile on her face. However, only she knew the turbulent emotions churning within her heart.

Although I clearly heard only four impacts, in that instant, the opponent had actually unleashed eight strikes! It was only because each time the two swords struck the spear shaft precisely and simultaneously that they combined to create those four sounds.

Katniss was truly amazed by this speed and precision.

"Your reaction was quite remarkable, managing to withstand all eight of my strikes!" Miyamoto Musashi's fighting spirit intensified, and her twin swords seemed to come alive in her hands, becoming agile, unpredictable, and ever-changing.

The attack began again as soon as he finished speaking! A slash aimed diagonally at his temple!

"when--"

After being blocked, Miyamoto Musashi took a step back, but his body leaned forward. After stepping back and landing on the ground, he stomped hard and charged forward.

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While seemingly retreating, Miyamoto Musashi actually launched a surprise attack in an even more unexpected manner, thrusting his twin swords at his shoulders like venomous snakes spitting their tongues.

"Ugh!" If Katniss hadn't instinctively blocked the attack, she probably would have been knocked over long ago.

Miyamoto Musashi then slid in, his blade first sweeping across the waist and abdomen. Once he reached behind his opponent, he executed a swift backspin, his long sword spinning back as he unleashed a fierce iaido slash! The entire attack was fluid and seamless.

Katniss held her breath and focused intently, wielding her spear like a wheel to protect herself completely, parrying each and every attack like a storm.

She stared intently at Miyamoto Musashi's figure. He was like a slippery eel, circling her at high speed, each step carrying immense force, an oppressive aura emanating from him. His chilling blade flashed unpredictably, making it impossible to foresee from what treacherous angle he would strike next!

"boom!"

Finally, in the breathtaking exchange of offense and defense, Katniss showed a barely perceptible opening. Miyamoto Musashi's longsword, like a ghost, broke through her defenses and precisely pierced towards her armpit!

Having landed a successful blow, Miyamoto Musashi exerted force with his wrist, intending to pull down and slash a huge gash in Katniss's back.

However, the moment the blade pierced through, an unusual, hard sensation came from the tip of the blade! Miyamoto Musashi's pupils contracted, and without hesitation, he swiftly withdrew his sword and retreated.

Almost at the same moment she sheathed her sword, Katniss suddenly clenched her armpits—if she hadn't reacted so quickly, her sword would probably have been firmly locked in place by her opponent, and her movements would have been halted, thus exposing an even greater weakness.

"Tsk... What a tough body!" Miyamoto Musashi kept a safe distance, scrutinizing Katniss with sharp eyes, and tentatively asked, "You wouldn't happen to be... like that guy named Achilles in arena number 2, do you also have some kind of immortality?"

"Ah……"

Katniss let out a cold, ambiguous laugh, raised her hand to touch the spot where she had been stabbed, and a look of disgust and disdain appeared on her face:

"My body is naturally no match for that guy's freakish physique. However, thanks to that 'great' sea god, I have also gained some enhancements."

Her gaze seemed to pierce through the void, fixed on some nonexistent target, her tone filled with chilling sarcasm. She then turned back and stated directly:

"You people flock to that illusory blessing from the sea god. Little do you know that in my eyes, that so-called blessing is not only a huge joke, but also makes my body, which has been defiled by it, feel utterly disgusted!"

As the famous woman in mythology who was forcibly possessed by the sea god Poseidon and left with a stigma, Caenis did indeed possess a blessing from the sea god, which endowed her with a body that possessed a considerable degree of immortality.

But this body was a permanent mark of shame for her. It was because she had personally experienced the true nature of that "blessing" and witnessed its true face that she could scoff at this farce of chasing after a false sea god's blessing.

"I see... You too are someone burdened by a heavy past."

Upon hearing this, Miyamoto Musashi's expression became more solemn. She took a deep breath, and an invincible, sharp aura suddenly rose from her body, like a peerless blade drawn from its sheath:

"From the moment I picked up the wooden sword, my life has been intertwined with 'cutting'. Bamboo bundles, flying stones, human figures, pouncing beasts... since childhood, they have all been cut in two by my blade..."

"As one grows older, swords, arrows... all kinds of weapons cannot escape the sharpness of my blade."

"From that moment on, I pursued that highest realm. Even the hardest rocks, the rushing waterfalls, or the softest fallen leaves and drifting feathers... none of them became objects for me to test my sword against, and I wanted to cut them down as quickly as possible!"

"In my heart, this sword should sever all that I wish to sever! There should be nothing in this world that my blade cannot cut!"

As the last word fell, Miyamoto Musashi, enveloped in a tangible, dark aura, lunged at Katniss once more at a speed far exceeding his previous attack! His speed was so great that it produced a sharp, piercing sound as if the air itself was being torn apart!

"So fast!" Alarm bells rang in Katniss's mind. Miyamoto Musashi's speed had increased by more than three times! This was completely beyond her ability to cope!

"Clang clang clang clang clang...!"

Countless slashing sounds merged into a piercing, sharp shriek, making it almost impossible to discern the number of strikes! This time, Katniss clearly felt waves of sharp pain shooting straight into her mind!

How long has it been? Since acquiring this immortal body, how long has it been since she last experienced the pain of being torn apart by a blade?

"You bastard! Don't underestimate me!!" Since she couldn't keep up with her opponent's speed to dodge effectively, Katniss simply abandoned all defense!

With a roar, relying on her immortality, she swung her spear in a wide arc, channeling all her strength into a powerful "Sweeping Across the Eight Desolations" strike that could sweep away thousands of troops!

The violent force of the spear spread like a hurricane, forcing Miyamoto Musashi, who had approached like a ghost, back several steps.

Chapter 633 Miyamoto Musashi VS Katniss (Part 2)

After forcing Miyamoto Musashi back, Katniss quickly glanced at the area where she had been slashed. Although the wound hadn't reopened, there were unusually clear slash marks left in those places!

Katniss's heart skipped a beat: if the opponent's blade were a few times heavier, or if it struck the same spot a few more times, her proud immortal body might actually be breached!

"There's nothing she can't cut... It seems that's no exaggeration, this monster..." Katniss was horrified, but her fighting spirit burned even brighter. She would never sit idly by and wait to die!

She suddenly closed her eyes, no longer relying on her vision to capture that ridiculously fast figure, but completely relaxed her mind and body, entrusting the battle to her honed physical instincts!

She swung her spear with sweeping, powerful strokes, the heavy tip carrying immense force as it slammed into the ground!

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The solid ground of the arena cracked inch by inch under the violent bombardment, and fragments of stone flew everywhere! The shockwaves that shook the earth and the raging winds formed a domain filled with destructive energy.

Miyamoto Musashi, who originally had the speed advantage, was now forced to dodge repeatedly by this indiscriminate area attack and had to retreat temporarily.

"Your slash is indeed incredibly powerful!" Katniss's voice boomed amidst the roar, filled with barely suppressed rage. "But I wonder if you can withstand my destruction! My overwhelming fury!! Haaaaaah—!!!"

With a deafening roar, a blood-red, violent aura suddenly erupted from Katniss's body!

This was her special skill – [Berserk EX] activated! The ever-accumulating rage not only gradually drove her to madness, but also catalyzed the spear she wielded into a true storm!

The crimson gun aura spread out from the gun like a tangible flame, and the attack range expanded wildly at a visible speed!

In an instant, a storm of spears swept across the arena! If Miyamoto Musashi wanted to attack Katniss's true form, he had to force his way in through this storm that was capable of tearing everything apart. If he was not careful, he would be torn to shreds by the violent spear energy!

If he chooses to retreat, Katniss's ever-expanding gun domain storm will only press closer and closer, eventually forcing Miyamoto Musashi out of the ring!

"This is the ultimate showdown we've been dreaming of!"

However, faced with this crimson storm that would drive most people to despair, the light in Miyamoto Musashi's eyes grew even brighter, his excitement overflowing.

She took another deep breath, as if inhaling the smoke and fighting spirit of the battlefield into her lungs, thinking to herself, "Having served under my lord for so long, how can I be defeated here! Otherwise, how can I repay my lord's kindness and guidance!"

Once he made up his mind, Miyamoto Musashi's figure transformed into a resolute black streak of light, charging headlong into the all-consuming crimson storm!

In the stands, everyone held their breath, their eyes glued to everything happening on ring number 7.

When Miyamoto Musashi resolutely charged into the raging storm of gunfire, the audience stared in astonishment, finding it hard to believe that this female warrior would so fearlessly engage in close combat.

"Hey, what's going on inside?" someone shouted anxiously, unable to contain themselves.

"We can't see anything at all! The dust kicked up by that woman wielding her spear is so thick it completely blocks our view!" another person replied in frustration.

Most of the audience members were ultimately just ordinary people with eyesight. The speed and power of the clash between Miyamoto Musashi and Katniss were far beyond the limits of their visual perception.

Meanwhile, the Servants on the other arenas that had not yet engaged in combat, apart from those who were fighting fiercely on arenas 3 and 6, all turned their attention to the highly anticipated duel on arena 7.

In their extraordinary vision, they could clearly see Miyamoto Musashi, in a perilous manner, maneuvering through Katniss's impenetrable gunfire, slowly and painstakingly closing in on his opponent.

However, with each step closer she got, the risk to Miyamoto Musashi increased dramatically. The fierce wind generated by the high-speed swing of his spear, like an invisible blade, had already torn several bloody gashes of varying depths on her body, from which blood was slowly seeping out.

“Among all of us, Kayneth is the hero who is closest to a god.” Chiron watched the fierce battle on the field with a solemn expression and slowly analyzed to his companion, “This closeness does not simply refer to combat strength, but to her own divine rank and the divine qualities she contains.”

"It is precisely because of this noble divinity derived from the blessing of the sea god that she was able to disregard Achilles's almost invincible immortality to a certain extent and truly harm his body."

Chiron changed the subject, a hint of regret in his voice: "Unfortunately, her summoning this time seems to have been incomplete, resulting in a significant gap between her and Achilles in terms of pure combat power."

"Even so, she was once the one among us most likely to defeat Achilles... but we never expected that the female warrior from Japan would be the famous swordsman Miyamoto Musashi. We also never expected that she would be so difficult to deal with, forcing Katniss to use her berserk state."