Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

"Because the more powerful the move, the longer the preparation time and the longer the casting animation, that's common sense."

As Samael murmured meaningfully, he slightly raised his head, his arms outstretched like a full moon, and gazed intently at the figure holding the sword of Ea, chanting the divine words word by word. His vertical pupils suddenly burst forth with a chilling light.

"Without foolproof protective measures, trying to turn the tide with this is simply... asking for a beating!"

"call out!"

In an instant, the bowstring trembled, and a beam of golden light shot out, like a shooting star breaking through the sky, arriving in a flash.

At this moment, Angelica, who had no time to activate her Noble Phantasm, had no choice but to forcibly interrupt her chanting and hastily swung down her spinning Ea, intending to cut off the incoming golden arrow of light.

"boom!"

A violent explosion followed, and the unleashed surge of magical power created waves of air, instantly shattering the strange phenomenon that was brewing in the sky.

Instantly, a massive reverse flow of ether surged wildly toward the starting point.

"puff!"

Instantly, Angelica, who was directly hit, turned ashen-faced and coughed up a spray of crimson blood, further exacerbating her injuries.

mean!

The aloof and innocent girl, filled with grief and resentment, stared at the shameless scoundrel opposite her who, disregarding all martial ethics, launched a sneak attack at the crucial moment when she was accumulating magical power and preparing to unleash her Noble Phantasm.

Are you stupid? Standing there so stiffly, making such a big fuss, preparing to unleash your ultimate move, do you really think I don't exist?

Do you know that the previous Hero King was killed because he insisted on using the Ea sword to unleash a powerful attack, which backfired and he was caught off guard and had his elbow chopped off.

Liquor, a lesson from the past, honest advice is hard to swallow.

If you're not fully prepared and don't have the ability to protect yourself, don't try to act tough!

Samael, with the air of someone who had been through it all, looked at the pitiful girl who could barely stand with pity in his eyes, but without hesitation, he drew his bow, nocked an arrow, and fired in rapid succession.

At the same time, he moved nimbly, giving his opponent no chance to lock on.

"Dang! Dang!"

At this moment, Angelica, who was already on the verge of her limit, saw the light arrows coming and sprang up, using the Ea sword in her hand to deflect the two golden arrows that were flying towards her.

"puff!"

However, as the Ea sword technique became worn out and the old power waned, a piercing pain suddenly shot through his drooping right arm, and blood splattered.

Thump thump thump!

The powerful impact dragged Angelica back several steps, and the Ea sword in her hand slipped from her trembling fingers, falling to the ground, losing its support, and disintegrating back into spirit particles.

The arrows are fired in quick succession, three arrows at once, one after another, making it impossible to defend against them.

Such superb archery skills, such a vile mind—who is Archer really?

Angelica, who had collapsed to the ground, sniffed. Her desolate heart felt an urge to cry. Her clenched teeth had unknowingly worn a humiliating bloodstain onto her cherry lips.

Seeing that the danger to his opponent had been completely eliminated, Samael immediately flapped the golden wings of his Sagittarius Cloth and swept across the sky towards Angelica.

Now that the dust has settled, he desperately needs a prisoner to answer his current questions.

hum!

However, just as Samael flapped his wings and charged towards Angelica, about to reach out and seize the prisoner before him, a bone-chilling cold swept in from all around, and the air instantly condensed into tiny blue ice crystals.

Click! !

Immediately afterwards, chunks of dark blue ice rose from the ground, like tightly closed flower buds, enveloping the defenseless Angelica.

boom!

Samael then clenched his claws into fists and slammed them down with a roar, but he couldn't budge the translucent ice crystals even a fraction.

This is……

In an instant, the ancient serpent, having withdrawn, shattered the azure ice crystals that had spread to its shoulder. Quickly gathering its thoughts, it retrieved the origin of the object before it from its vast sea of ​​memories.

The 【301-second permanent ice palace】 is a barrier-type Noble Phantasm with a hard outer shell. Even the illusionary collapse of the pseudo-spiral sword could not crack it in the slightest. It is a peculiar creation that does not exist in the original Gate of Babylon.

However, since it is not something that exists in the original text of Gate of Babylon, it means that someone else is using this thing.

"Tokiomi!"

With a silent thought, it was transmitted to the Master behind him.

At this moment, Tokiomi Tohsaka, who had already developed a tacit understanding with Samael, immediately understood and solemnly chanted two verses of the incantation. He then raised his staff, topped with a ruby, and pointed it towards the mist-shrouded forest.

"Intensive einascherung (Give our enemy a harsh cremation)!"

In an instant, light became points and flame became lines, and the interwoven traces formed the shape of the Tohsaka family crest in front of Tohsaka Tokiomi. The rising flames surged forward like serpentine waves, burning away all the mist and vegetation they came into contact with.

In the dense forest, the disheveled middle-aged man, who had been concealing his aura, looked at the fire snakes darting around him. His expression changed, and he immediately stopped hesitating. Ripples appeared in the space behind him.

Then, the figure that stood up in the firelight moved its lips and teeth, slowly leaned back, and its body gradually disappeared into the ripple-like spatial vortex.

"retreat……"

At the same time, Samael, who was standing still, switched the golden bow in his hand into the holy spear Rungomminiad, and successfully smashed the so-called ice palace fortress.

"Boom!"

With a muffled roar, the entire structure of the Ice Palace collapsed rapidly. Amidst countless flying ice shards, a magnificent flying machine crafted from gold and emeralds, carrying the coughing Angelica, soared into the sky. With incredible agility, it dodged two beams of light, accelerated through the air, and vanished into the surging mist in an instant.

Vimana, the Radiant Boat, is a cutting-edge technology from the Indian pantheon.

"Pretender, I'm sorry..."

Moments later, Tokiomi Tohsaka, who had set the mountain on fire, came before his servant, his face filled with embarrassment and shame.

Clearly, he also failed to identify the Master of the Ainsworth family.

Immediately, unwilling to return empty-handed, Tokiomi Tohsaka looked up at the Radiant Ship that had vanished into the mist and asked a question.

"Aren't you going to catch up?"

"There's no need..."

However, after gazing ahead for a moment, Samael's eyes flickered slightly. After a moment of contemplation, he turned and called to his master without hesitation.

"Come with me!"

"Where?"

Completely bewildered, Tokiomi Tohsaka subconsciously asked a question.

You'll see when you get there!

But at this moment, Samael's brow was furrowed, and he had no time to explain. He immediately grabbed Tokiomi Tohsaka without any politeness, activated the golden wings behind the Sagittarius Cloth, broke through the layers of fog, and flew away at high speed.

As the surrounding scenery rushed past and the height of the mountains continued to decrease, Tokiomi Tohsaka suddenly realized the true intentions of his servant.

He didn't chase after the sudden attacker, nor did he regroup with the others on the field; his destination was...

Yuanzang Mountain, a vast hollow!

At the same time, the various battlefields that had been divided and blocked also entered a stage of fierce fighting.

Caster group.

Beneath a starlit sky, the ground was riddled with holes. A Grand Magus, dressed in white robes and wearing ten rings on his hands, stood in a horrifying crater. He looked down at a deep, bone-revealing wound on his chest. His fingertips brushed over it, and the gruesome wound, which had been torn and mangled, quickly healed and scabbed over, soon returning to its original state.

But the lingering sting and the constant throbbing of a sense of crisis caused even the usually aloof Solomon to break out in a fine sweat, his chest heaving violently, and his gaze sweeping past him filled with solemnity and apprehension.

Attila, the Scourge of God, a star warrior who nearly destroyed the civilization of the Age of Gods, never expected that he would be facing such a terrifying monster.

Now, there's trouble.

At this moment, the Xiongnu king, who was holding a seven-colored sword, twitched his nostrils and frowned slightly.

Ugh, this smell is awful; it seems to have been there before.

Could it be that he's back again?

Upon thinking of this, the girl, who was originally somewhat naive and innocent, suddenly turned sharp-eyed, her eyes filled with murderous intent.

The same frustration and tension also took hold in Master Marisbury's heart.

“Mr. Maris Billy, it’s been a long time.”

A blonde, blue-eyed girl in a long dress, resembling a fairytale princess, greeted us with a smile as she lifted the hem of her dress.

Why her?!

The monarch of the Clock Tower's Celestial Department, however, had a stiff expression and was in a real bind.

Sajō Aika, the Root Princess, is a problem student in the Clock Tower whom none of the twelve monarchs wanted to teach. She is an absolute genius who almost drove most of the old men in the academy to a state of depression.

It's not that I don't want to teach, it's that I really can't.

Because her aptitude is already sufficient to directly access the divine realm and recreate miracles.

In terms of strength, they could practically roam freely within the Clock Tower...

"Well, it seems a bit impolite to just stand there, so please, teacher, check my recent learning progress."

Just as Marisbury was hesitating, a student tilting his head and smilingly making a suggestion put immense pressure on the monarch of astronomy.

However, before he could refuse, Sajo Aika excitedly raised her hand.

In an instant, a terrifying surge of magical power erupted, forming a blazing golden wind that swept across all directions!

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Saber Group.

"boom!"

Amidst the dull clang of metal, two swift, dark blue figures retreated, each shaking their arms.

This brief retreat was not a defeat, but rather a means to conserve strength for a better offensive.

"Pierce through. Pierce through. Break through! — The Crimson Spear that Pierces Through!!"

"King's Hammer, Reverse the Dawn—Devour the light, Excalibur!"

With two high-pitched roars, the crimson spear and the jet-black sword, carrying a surging torrent of ether, clashed against each other, forming a spiral pillar of light interwoven with red and black. Under the surge of magic, the clouds in the sky scattered, and the thunder shook for miles.

Meanwhile, figures moved through the woods, and several eagles woven from silver threads changed formation, swooping down to peck at the creature. Meanwhile, jet-black cursed bullets, imbued with a corrupting aura, flew out from all directions, bombarding the extremely threatening special familiar in mid-air.

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Lancer Group.

"Boom boom boom!"

Lightning flashed and the earth shook violently.

"Hahaha! Run, you little bugs! Watch how I tear you to shreds!"

A red-haired, canine-toothed, berserk loli dressed in Viking attire, wielding Thor's hammer, laughing wildly as she wreaks havoc. Her small body seems to house an extremely volatile beast.

Even if she accidentally stepped into a trap set by runes, the violent explosion did not deter the relentless little girl in the slightest.

However, as the little girl chased after them into the depths of the dense forest, Thor's hammer was raised again without any hesitation, ready to summon lightning and sweep away the obstructing trees as usual. At that moment, two figures standing on the left and right behind the dense branches in front of them leaned back in unison, their spines stretching out in an exaggerated arc like taut bowstrings.

The menacing thorny magic spear was poised to fire, while the special magical artifact sword that sprang from the cylinder gleamed eerily.

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Meanwhile, the two goddesses of Mesopotamia are still fighting against Mara, who has transformed into a boundless sea of ​​desire, and trying to save their sister who has fallen into madness.

Iskandar the Conqueror and Charlemagne the Father of Europe: one summoned his former comrades and subordinates with his will, regrouped his army, and fought for a new conquest; the other manifested in his mind the fortresses he guarded, protecting the light of Rome in his heart and the dignity of the emperor.

The starting point of the race was also completely unrecognizable, with craters of all sizes everywhere, as well as charred marks from plowing through the soil and melting rocks, resembling the devastation of war in Syria.

Even so, countless arcs of light and cannonballs streaked across the sky as the clash between the Spirit Robe Rebirth 79 Type Throwing Calamity Shrine and the Dark Night Sun Ship continued.

Two heroic spirits, who inherited the power and divinity of the sun, each rode their own chariot and engaged in a fierce battle.

A mythical battle was transformed into a sci-fi showdown, creating a bizarre and fantastical atmosphere.

Chapter 197 There are eight riders in the Seven Riders, isn't that common sense? (5k)

Meanwhile, in a mountain hollow of Yuanzang Mountain.

A dazzling golden beam of light, like a falling star, streaked across the sky at breakneck speed.

Samael, clad in the golden Sagittarius armor, flapped his golden wings and looked down at the hazy Yuanzang Mountain, his brow gradually furrowing.