Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

Solomon in the cockpit mechanically raised his arm, using the beam gun and beam cannon on the Destiny Gundam to clear the approaching light spots on the screen, and to guard against a surprise attack from a certain Tekkaman from the shadows.

Even so, the delayed response and unfamiliarity with the operation caused Gao Da, caught in a pincer attack, to be battered and bruised, and continue to fall downwards.

Having clearly lost divine favor and with no chance of victory, why resist at all?

strangeness……

In mid-air, watching the Destiny Gundam, which was clearly on the verge of collapse and disintegrating, still refuse to make a dignified exit and still choose to resist stubbornly and clumsily, Samael was completely puzzled.

Yes, why not give up?

This was also the question in King Solomon's mind in the cockpit.

He has lost the divine gifts and the favor of fate. He can no longer use extraordinary magic or materialize the ring with extraordinary power. He has become mediocre and ordinary. Why is he still persisting?

Holding on to a battle that was destined to be lost...

The warning siren in the cockpit grew sharper and more urgent, while the flickering light shone on that somewhat bewildered, pale face.

"Caster, you can't win!"

"it's over!"

As the situation took a sharp turn for the worse, two intense killing intents attacked from the front and back. Caught in the middle, the crippled and falling Gundam had no way to avoid it or retreat.

The Emperor Titan's spear and the Knight King's lightsaber were raised high with a cold, sluggish roar.

The flying live bullets and the arcs of light piercing the air danced and intertwined, gradually engulfing the narrow cockpit.

However, just as things were about to settle down, Solomon, who had lost divine assistance and seemed to have no choice but to accept his fate, suddenly opened his eyes. His pupils shrank sharply, and a dazzling light, like a galaxy exploding, burst forth from the depths of his red eyes.

Even without divine intervention, I still want to fight, I still want to win this battle, and obtain the Holy Grail!

This was not God's will or a revelation of fate, but Solomon's desire!

Stripped of his halo, he becomes an ordinary man named Romani Archman!

In the instant his thoughts surged, everything in the outside world seemed to be magnified countless times. Solomon's eyes seemed clearer and brighter than ever before. His hands, resting on the control lever, danced like butterflies among a complex array of buttons and mechanisms, moving so fast that they almost left behind multiple afterimages.

At the same time, facing the Destiny Gundam attacking from both sides, it suddenly raised the beam gun in its right hand, opened the still intact muzzles on its shoulder and hip, and continuously adjusted the angle, firing continuously forward with a roar.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Almost instantly, hundreds of warheads exploded in mid-air, turning into a sky full of orange-red flames.

Artoria, who had rushed forward from behind, was swept across by a beam of light several meters long before she could even get close.

Artoria's pupils contracted, and she quickly retreated.

In pursuit of ultimate destruction and to break through the defenses of the Destiny Gundam, this radical Knight King has decisively transformed defense into offense, channeling the armor's energy to the lightsaber to the maximum extent.

Therefore, her own protective capabilities are extremely weak.

Once he regained his sight, Knight King realized that what had just passed before him was actually the other half of the Destiny Gundam's Wing of Light and some thrusters for adjusting direction.

The driver inside, with just a few subtle adjustments, almost melted her into the vibrant colors.

Wasn't his telescopic vision and futuristic abilities banned? How can he still be showing off? That's impossible!

Upon seeing this, Samael's expression changed slightly. He immediately grabbed his submachine gun, defiantly advancing while firing from tricky angles.

However, the incomplete Destiny Gundam in mid-air seemed to be a living being imbued with a soul. With half of its wings of light and the remaining nozzle, it performed dazzling and irregular maneuvers, repeatedly finding gaps to break through Samael's firepower.

Immediately afterwards, the one-legged Destiny Gundam took a leap and swiftly switched its MA-BAR73/S high-energy beam rifle unexpectedly into the MMI-714 Arondet anti-ship laser sword.

"Snap!"

A flash of light, and the submachine gun in Samael's hand was cleanly and neatly severed. The bullet, which had not yet left the barrel, exploded inside the barrel, sending shattered metal fragments flying everywhere.

Wow! Why is he even more ferocious than before after his cheats were banned?

Just outrageous!

Samael steadied his vision, staring at the half-arm of the Titan mech that had been removed. He couldn't help but gasp, his face turning grim. As his thoughts raced, a gradually clearer answer suddenly surfaced in the ancient serpent's mind.

Damn, it's exploding!

Damn it, what terrible luck! I knew something weird was bound to happen in the end!

Seeing the Destiny Gundam, which seemed to be on drugs, charging towards him menacingly, Samael grumbled about his mysteriously low luck stat while urgently calling out to Artoria, who had been forced back earlier, to share the burden.

However, even when the two joined forces, they were still repeatedly defeated by the overwhelming size and firepower of the Destiny Gundam.

If Solomon's previous offensive was somewhat predictable, then the current Destiny Gundam has broken through the boundaries of the system and routines in mecha battles. With various unconventional and anti-physical commands, it has shown all sorts of imaginative and unpredictable maneuvers, leaving the two fighters speechless.

Finally, Samael, who was responsible for taking the brunt of the damage, sacrificed the other arm and leg of the Emperor Titan to withstand a round of attacks from the Destiny Gundam. Seeing that the exhausted mech was moving erratically, he immediately roared.

"Artoria!"

Artoria, who was also struggling in the rear, instantly understood and frantically channeled the last of her Knight Armor's energy into her lightsaber, slashing with sparks and lightning, completely destroying the regulating nozzles and wings of light on the Destiny Gundam that provided mobility.

"boom!"

However, just as the Destiny Gundam crashed to the ground, its massive metal arm lashed out and grabbed Artoria, who was wreaking havoc. It gripped her tightly, and the thin layer of armor on the Knight King's body quickly twisted and deformed, while her health plummeted.

Moreover, the exhaust nozzles on the back of the mech had completed their final adjustments, and the Destiny Gundam, billowing black smoke, hurtled towards a certain spot on the ground like a falling meteorite.

Dry……

As Samael gazed at the Destiny Gundam that instantly filled his entire field of vision, a word representing "friendliness" popped into his mind.

This move isn't just about dragging them down with you; it's a gamble.

Gambling on the Destiny Gundam's armor protection capabilities, it is superior to the half-crippled Imperial Titan and the currently almost naked Artoria.

Even if they perish together, King Solomon will be the last to die.

What frustrated Samael even more was that a red and blue paint scheme lit up again in front of the Destiny Gundam's cockpit.

This means that some VPS armors are still functioning normally.

After a wave of Earth-Shattering Stars, he and Artoria were dead, while Solomon in the cockpit might still be alive and kicking.

Just as the ancient serpent was feeling frustrated, a faint light appeared inside the Emperor Titan, which was riddled with holes and on the verge of paralysis after several intense battles.

A solemn, synthesized electronic voice rang in his ears.

"Agreement Three: Protect the Ironclad!"

Chapter 172 Are there still pits I can't handle?

At this moment, the hatch above Samael's head also opened, and the only half of the mechanical arm of the Emperor Titan reached into the cockpit, lifting its pilot. Under the high-frequency flashing of its self-operating electronic eyes, amidst the sparks of electricity from the instruments, it frantically calculated the trajectory of the falling meteorite above.

"you……"

Samael realized what his vehicle was about to do, and before he could speak, he found himself stammering.

Even now, he still doesn't know the name of the Emperor Titan beneath him.

In this game, seemingly insignificant items faithfully adhere to the implanted initial instructions, making a final effort to save his life.

"Trust me, Ironclad..."

Just as Samael was lost in thought and speechless, the Imperial Titan, having successfully calculated the escape route, adjusted the angle of its shoulder cannon. A whistling missile blasted a small hole in the falling "meteorite," and the outstretched mechanical arm was suddenly thrown upwards with a steady electronic voice.

As Samael looked down, he was horrified to see the Emperor Titan paralyzed on the ground, his electronic eyes flashing crimson.

That was a signal to self-destruct.

Well done, Your Majesty!

A moment later, Samael, trapped in his predicament, soared into the air amidst the falling metal fragments, passing through the hole in the shoulder of the Destiny Gundam wreckage. Gazing at the light above, he couldn't help but pay the highest tribute to the self-sacrificing Titan mech.

"Snapped!"

However, just as the ancient serpent was about to break free from its descent into the abyss of fate, a slender arm suddenly reached out and unexpectedly grabbed Samael's ankle.

"We haven't settled our score yet, Arthur!"

Samael stiffly lowered his head, staring at that exquisite yet cold face, and the bursts of pleasure emanating from those golden vertical pupils, his lips twitching violently.

Artoria...

"boom!"

Instantly, a strong sense of weightlessness spread from their ankles throughout their bodies. Samael, who was being pulled by Artoria, Artoria, who was being pulled by Solomon, and Solomon, the Destiny Gundam pilot who had lost power, were all entangled and plummeted together. A huge mushroom cloud rose from the ground with a violent roar.

After a long while, the sandstorm finally subsided, the entire shopping street turned into a huge crater, and the portraits of the three powerful Servants went out at the same time.

"Damn it, do you have to be so cruel! What grudge do you have? I've almost escaped, and you still want to drag me down with you!"

At this moment, inside the Fuyuki City Grand Gymnasium, Samael glared resentfully at Artoria, who was still clinging to him even after leaving the field, and launched into a verbal attack.

"Where is your chivalry?!"

"Ha, chivalry? Don't think I don't know what you're up to behind my back!"

When confronted, Artoria crossed her arms and sneered, her sharp gaze radiating sarcasm.

At this moment, Samael, who was strict with others but lenient with himself in terms of morality, couldn't help but smile awkwardly, whistling as he turned his head away, guiltily avoiding the gaze of the Knight King Narui.

Well, he's no saint either. He only cooperated with us to get rid of us after we were done. There were two instances where he tried to shoot the Knight King in the back after the fact.

This is a case of cause and effect, and retribution is inevitable.

"Well, it's okay, I still have a killer move!"

However, in an instant, a confident smile appeared on Samael's bitter and resentful face, and his mocking gaze turned to the large screen in the center of the venue.

"Zizi..."

At this moment, on the large screen projecting the progress of the match, accompanied by a surge of electricity, at the edge of the pit where Samael, Artoria, and Solomon perished together, the air slightly distorted and rippled, and a straight figure suddenly appeared.

Well done, Tokiomi! You certainly didn't disappoint me!

Samael stared at the survivor's signature mustache on the screen, excitedly pumping his fist in the air, his excitement palpable.

In fact, as early as when Koyanskaya descended in the Imperial Titan, Samael realized that the shopping district, as the last safe zone, would inevitably be a place of chaos and destruction.

Therefore, he instructed Tokiomi Tohsaka, who had finished looting the Archer Group's urn, to hide properly at the edge of the shopping street and the poison circle to avoid being caught in the fierce battle.

When necessary, Tokiomi Tohsaka can even risk losing some health points, using the medicine he has collected to hide in the poison circle like a prone camper, waiting for his opportunity.

As expected, Samael's careful planning allowed Tokiomi Tohsaka, who avoided the main battlefield and embodied the Voldemort spirit, to finally outlast everyone in the safe zone.

Pretender was right! Once again!

Meanwhile, the elegant figures standing on the edge of the pit, gazing at the deep crater beneath their feet, felt a surge of pride and a sudden burst of confidence. Their eyes shone brightly as they looked up at the sky, their raised fingers eagerly awaiting their own victory.

Therefore, the second drop of the Holy Grail will be received by me, Tokiomi Tohsaka, the current head of the Tohsaka family...

"boom!"

However, before Tokiomi Tohsaka could gather his emotions and prepare for his moment of glory, a dark frying pan suddenly appeared out of thin air and smashed into his confident head with a muffled thud.

How could it be...!

The once confident and elegant man froze in shock, his vision went black, and filled with endless confusion, his body collapsed to the ground.

At this moment, a silver-haired beauty, carrying a frying pan and dressed in her initial outfit, had somehow reached the edge of the pit. She glanced at the white light that had turned into data and vanished, then looked at the frying pan in her hand, and seemed to understand something.

Then, the silver-haired beauty paused for a moment, a sweet smile appearing on her pure and innocent face. She continued to hug her frying pan like a precious treasure and strode forward through the ravaged street.

"Snapped!"

Inside the Fuyuki Grand Gymnasium, Samael stared at the screen displaying the exquisite face of the ultimate winner, slapped his forehead, and a sense of absurdity washed over him.

They couldn't even win the mech battle, but a damn frying pan won the championship...

After a long silence, the ancient snake looked at Artoria, who seemed to be deep in thought, with a face full of resentment.

"Tsk, you're using the same strategy as me. You've gone astray, you little devil..."

"What strategy?"

Artoria was somewhat bewildered and subconsciously asked a question in return.

Also, what does "ahoge" mean?

In short, it doesn't sound like a good word!

The knight king, who had a grudge against someone, glared coldly at Samael, frowned, and snorted.

"I broke up with Alice from the very beginning so that I could pursue you."

Samael was taken aback by what he heard and instinctively asked another question.