Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

But soon, Irisviel noticed that in the shadowy woods by the roadside, the rustling of leaves was constant, as if unknown beasts were chasing each other in packs.

"Wang Wang!"

Soon, dozens of black-backed hounds, each the size of a calf and with bluish-black fur as stiff as steel needles, leaped down from the forest, some climbing onto the roof of the vehicle, others jumping onto the road, baring their teeth and growling at the interior of Aslada, their scarlet eyes brimming with ferocity.

As more and more hounds attack the high-intelligence Formula One, car windows, rearview mirrors, and even hard alloys are cut to pieces by the sharp claws of these hounds.

Losing its balance, the race car spun around in all directions, then, as if drunk, veered and crashed into the guardrail on the mountainside, whirring and stalling.

"Whoa!"

Immediately following, with a sharp whistle, dozens of hunting dogs, like sharks smelling blood, swarmed toward the paralyzed Aslada, intending to use their sharp teeth to tear open the thin iron door and capture the prey inside.

"You bunch of beasts, get out of here!"

"Ouch..."

However, with a cold, furious shout, the deformed car door was kicked open and sent flying like a cannonball, smashing into the several hunting dogs that were blocking its way, causing them to break bones and whimper as they retreated.

"Wow, not bad. Looks like this isn't a small fry that can be easily dealt with."

A languid voice came from ahead, accompanied by swirling mist. A red-eyed youth, dressed in a blue bodysuit, carrying a scarlet thorn spear on his shoulder, and with a loose ponytail tied behind his head, looked with amusement at the Black Swordsman, who was wearing half-covered knight armor and holding a black longsword, as he stepped out of the carriage, grinning maliciously.

"Very well! I'll accept your heart!"

On the high slope, a black-haired, red-eyed girl with long, straight black hair, sitting on a tree branch, idly painting her nails, couldn't help but frown slightly upon hearing the excited announcement from the mountain path.

Is Lancer getting serious?

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"You're hiding your true colors, come out now!"

Fenrir the wolf braked suddenly on the highway. The perceptive Scáthach, noticing the strange mist that had somehow spread around her, frowned and immediately stomped her foot hard, letting out a cold roar that contained the vibrations of ether, instantly sweeping in all directions.

The thick fog ahead rapidly dispersed under the influence of the etheric magic.

"Why are you shouting so loudly? It's so noisy!"

However, the etheric shock that had just spread into the dense forest was instantly dispersed by an impatient snort.

Immediately afterwards, a fierce wind howled, thunder roared, and a red and black bolt of lightning shot out like lightning, flattening the trees and turning the soil and rocks into dust wherever it passed.

This is……!

Scáthach, who was in the first place, saw the colossal object carrying lightning rushing towards her. Her pupils contracted sharply, and she instinctively summoned her magic spear. She twisted her body and used skillful force to deflect and deflect the force.

"Boom!"

Instantly, crimson lightning flashed everywhere, and a cone-shaped crater tens of meters deep, like a meteorite impact, formed on the ground beneath Scáthach's feet, with the surrounding area scorched black.

However, as the incredibly resilient crimson demonic spear, after being bent to its limit, suddenly rebounded, the massive object that was crashing down with lightning was also knocked away by the force of a landslide and tsunami on the spear, accelerating its descent into the Yuanzang Mountain.

Suddenly, a gigantic right arm, wrapped with gauze-like support straps and wearing iron wrist guards, was raised high in the dense forest.

"when!"

With a crisp metallic clang, the jet-black short-handled giant hammer, crackling with lightning and engraved with intertwined petal-shaped divine patterns on its side, landed steadily in the grasping right hand, as light as a feather.

"Tch, you've got some skills!"

A moment later, a short, violent gothic lolita with golden eyes and red hair, dressed in a furry, slightly tattered Viking-style outfit, with an extremely thick right arm and a strange crystal embedded in the center of her forehead, emerged from the dense forest with a displeased expression. She was clearly very dissatisfied with her missed attack.

But then, the violent red-haired loli dragged the jet-black short-handled giant hammer behind her, slowly raised it, grinned to reveal a set of sharp fangs, and gave a ferocious sneer.

"However, struggling is useless. You're just unlucky to have met me!"

Boom!

In an instant, the raised short-handed giant hammer attracted thousands of bolts of lightning, and the flashing purple-red arcs of light almost filled the sky.

Scáthach gazed at the sky where lightning streaked and danced, and at the short-handled giant hammer that faintly radiated violent power. Her expression was solemn, as if facing a formidable enemy, and she murmured silently to herself.

Mjolnir, Thor's hammer!

Chapter 193 Mad Cherry Blossom Hero, Transformation! (5.1k)

"Unit Two, why are you slowing down before we even see anyone ahead? You need to step up your game!"

On the winding mountain road, Rin Tohsaka, riding her little motorcycle and lounging on the back of the Bull of Heaven, looked at the suddenly stopped Unit-02 and felt a surge of disappointment. In her anger, she gritted her teeth and threatened him fiercely.

"If you don't leave now, I'll stew you!"

"Moo..."

However, no matter how much the bull below was beaten or scolded, it refused to move forward and could only bury its head and let out a pitiful groan.

"You guy..."

"and many more!"

Just as the furious Rin Tohsaka was about to teach the oppressed divine beast beneath her a lesson, Ereshkigal grabbed her raised wrist from behind and stopped her. Her serious gaze swept around the gray mist that had somehow spread, her brow furrowing as she whispered a reminder.

"Something's not right about this fog..."

"Moo!"

Immediately, the divine beast below, with its bones of lightning and its body of clouds and mist, raised its head and let out a low growl, as if in affirmation.

"Tch, what's there to be afraid of in a little bit of fog? Look at you all so suspicious, just watch me!"

Rin Tohsaka curled her lips, somewhat unimpressed, and coldly snorted as she summoned him.

"Maana!"

"Buzz!"

In an instant, under the resounding divine words, the Heavenly Bow with gold and blue stripes appeared beside Rin Tohsaka. The magnificent bow, driven by divine power, shimmered with light and shadow, displaying a dazzling array of colors.

Immediately, the Goddess of Heaven gently raised her hand, tossing several gems upwards. Her right hand pointed forward, and the corners of her lips curved into a malicious smile.

"Reload! Blast this fog away!"

In an instant, several upward-thrown gems transformed into bullets, automatically filling Maana's magazine. The magnificent and majestic Heavenly Bow slowly drew its bowstring, and a gigantic arrow formed from ethereal energy materialized.

"laugh!"

Immediately afterwards, amidst a sharp whistling sound in the air, the taut bowstring loosened, and a huge blue-white arrow of light, carrying layers of visible ethereal turmoil, roared forward.

Wherever it passed, the gray fog was swept away.

At the same time, the road surface was also shattered, and the surrounding flowers, grass and trees were all broken and turned into flying debris.

However, the mighty tide of ether shattered as if it had crashed into an invisible wall a hundred meters ahead.

The debris of grass and trees, carried by the gale, transforms into pink and white lotus petals under a wondrous rhythm, fluttering down from mid-air, displaying elegance and beauty.

"Using divine power capable of shattering mountains with a single blow to recklessly sweep away the fog, you truly are just like the legends say—arrogant, domineering, and acting on impulse without considering the consequences, Mesopotamian goddess—Ishtar…"

Before the people arrive, the sound comes first.

The voice sounded somewhat immature, but its words were filled with disdain and mockery.

Such "slander" caused Rin Tohsaka, who was originally showing off her skills with pride, to have her blood pressure rise and the veins on her forehead to bulge.

She's determined to beat this guy who's blocking her way today, not even God can save him! That's what she said!

However, as Rin Tohsaka's indignant gaze fixed ahead, her pupils contracted sharply.

In the dreamlike mist, a petite figure, dressed in a tight-fitting purple-red gauze dress, with a pair of golden lotus ornaments supporting her chest, and short silver hair that reached past her ears, gracefully stepped forward. Her two feet were exquisitely shaped, like bare feet carved from white jade, as she walked through the air.

The little girl's ruby-red eyes looked at the dumbfounded goddess before her with amusement, and her upturned lips were full of a mocking smile.

"Oh, I almost forgot, in this era, perhaps I should address you as... Elder Sister?"

"Sakura? How could it be you?!"

Rin Tohsaka stared at the petite girl whose face was strangely familiar, yet whose aura was completely different from her usual gentle and peaceful nature. Her face was filled with disbelief, and she couldn't help but murmur in disbelief.

"Why can't it be me?"

The silver-haired, red-eyed girl sneered and asked a question, her eyes full of mockery.

"Do you think that only you are worthy of receiving the divine inheritance and awakening in this era?"

It must be said that the Tohsaka family bloodline is exceptionally outstanding.

All three daughters were possessed by deities.

If this were the era of the gods, Tokiomi Tohsaka would most likely have become a top priest, and his daughters would probably have become top mediums or priestesses.

Of course, due to their extraordinary aptitude and compatibility, as well as their past experiences, Ereshkigal and Rin Tohsaka at this point can no longer be described as simple possessions, but rather as the reincarnation of goddesses.

As for Sakura Tohsaka, she is slightly inferior.

The young girl with silver hair and red eyes spoke softly, her face cold.

"Remember this well, my god's name is Kama! Today I will destroy you!"

Kama, the Hindu god of love, is said to possess a bow made of sugarcane and arrows decorated with flowers, capable of awakening the desires of those struck by his arrows.

But it was precisely this power that brought her misfortune.

In ancient times, the gods suffered because of a demon named Doraga.

Subsequently, the gods learned that only the great Shiva and Parvati, the goddess of the Himalayas, had yet to conceive a child who could defeat this demon.

However, Shiva was focused on his spiritual practice at the time and ignored his wife Parvati.

The troubled gods sent Kama, hoping he could shoot an arrow of lust at Shiva, thus restoring Shiva's love for his wife.

Kama carried out his mission, thus creating the opportunity for the birth of the chosen one.

But this act of manipulating the desires of the gods enraged Shiva.

Then, Shiva, having opened his third eye, burned Kama to ashes in a fit of rage.

Having lost its physical form and nowhere to exist, the divine will drifted and faded away over the long years.

However, as long as humanity exists and the world exists, love will never end.

The last vestige of his lingering resentment, after repeated selections, chose the young girl who was most compatible with him and merged into one with her.

As the world's atmosphere changes, the spiritual veins of Fuyuki City become more active, and for some other special reason, the divinity hidden within Sakura Tohsaka gradually awakens.

This is the origin of the goddess's incarnation before our eyes.

This sudden situation left Rin Tohsaka's mind in a state of chaos. It wasn't until she managed to calm her turbulent emotions that she managed to stammer out a complete question.

"I...I didn't mean that. I meant...why are you here? And why are you blocking our way?"

"why?"

Sakura Tohsaka, or rather Kama, the ancient Indian god of love, couldn't help but cover her face with one hand, raise her head, and laugh angrily, as if she had heard the most ironic joke in the world.

"I'd like to ask you! Why does your father like you, your mother like you, and even Uncle Yanye like you!"

"Why is it that, as goddesses of love, you are favored by the gods in Mesopotamia, able to act recklessly and be repeatedly protected and indulged, while I merely did my job diligently, yet I alone have to bear the wrath of the great god Shiva and be reduced to ashes!"

"Why do you have everything already, yet you still want to take it from me! You even want to take away the last thing I care about!"

Kama raised his voice, word by word, growing increasingly indignant. Eventually, his delicate little face became twisted and frantic, like a camel broken by the last straw.

"Why is it that the god without love is so beloved and enjoys himself to the fullest, while the god who holds love is tormented by love and withers from holding onto love!"

"That's not fair! It's so unfair!"

Amidst the deafening roar, Rin Tohsaka's mind went blank as she stared in astonishment at the goddess of love, whose aura was blazing and boiling as she walked step by step through the air.

As far as I can remember, her younger sister never lost her temper from childhood to adulthood. No matter what others did to her, she always accepted it passively and never knew what resistance was.

Like a harmless, weak, and easily bullied little white rabbit.

For this reason, Rin Tohsaka has nagged Sakura countless times, but all she gets in return is an indifferent smile from Sakura, who seems never to be angry or care.

Sometimes, Rin Tohsaka even suspected that if someone dragged her, this little rabbit, onto a chopping board and raised a butcher's knife, she would obediently close her eyes, tremble, and offer her neck to the blade, letting the abuser bleed her and skin her alive.

However, she forgot that even a rabbit will bite when cornered.

Moreover, the calmer and gentler a person is, the stronger their endurance. However, as gloom accumulates, once the darkness in their heart exceeds their limit, their outburst will undoubtedly be the most ruthless and terrifying.

It turns out that she had been living under immense pressure all along;

It turns out that she wasn't indifferent; rather, she was constantly experiencing the pain of wanting something but not being able to have it.

It turns out that so much gloom and darkness had accumulated in her heart...