Chapter 100 A hero cannot flee from the battlefield.

  "How is it possible..."

  Angra Mainyu was about to laugh, but the next moment, he was stunned.

  Because, in this body covered with black mud, there was actually pure and huge magic power overflowing, slowly wrapping Roland.

  The source of this magic power was his cursed black mud-wrapped body!

  Pure magic power pierced his body like a sharp sword, and finally turned into a golden holy grail, slowly flying into Roland's hands.

  As the magic power flowed out, Angra Mainyu's body began to shrink like a punctured balloon.

  "My power... no... give it back to me!"

  Angra Mainyu let out a deafening wail. When the hole was opened, the magic power from the outside world was endless, but as a container, the power he could contain was limited.

  If Roland had only extracted his power, Angora Mainyu would not be afraid because it would be replenished soon, but what was gathered in Roland's hands at this moment was his container itself.

  "Asshole! Do you know what you have done? I am about to hold up the crown and bring new changes and eternal disasters to this world. How dare you..."

  Countless mouths full of sharp teeth appeared on Angra Mainyu's shrunken but still huge body. As they opened and closed, they uttered scattered but identical curses.

  The magical light gathered into a golden holy grail, which was the embodiment of another side of Angra Mainyu.

  Although it appears to have a physical body and personality, it essentially just uses the Rat Spell to bring itself back to life and thus manifest its own desires. The essence of Angora Mainyu is still the twisted Black Holy Grail.

  The golden Holy Grail slowly floated towards Roland. It did not look noble, and was even less worthy of mention compared to Angra Mainyu's body, but it carried half of the essence of the Holy Grail.

  "No...!"

  Angra Mainyu twisted his body, forgetting even his attack on Roland. Instead, he immediately rolled up the mud that was rolling like waves in the sea, washing away the falling Holy Grail. When he saw that his action was completed, he laughed triumphantly.

  "Roland, although I don't know what you did, do you think the power of a spell can do anything to me? No matter how many times I split myself, these pure magic powers will be contaminated by my desires as the evil of this world before I start making wishes. You are just doing useless work!"

  "That's hard to say."

  Roland held up the real Holy Grail as if he had not heard anything, and then casually brushed off the black mud that had clung to its surface but had finally slipped off unwillingly. In his hands, its pure essence was still as bright and clean as new.

  Looking at the stunned Angra Mainyu, Roland's mouth corners unconsciously curled up.

  "If it was the original Holy Grail, it would naturally be contaminated by you. But the one in front of me is the result of being separated from your other side, the pure Holy Grail of Heaven. It is essentially you. So how could you possibly contaminate yourself? Some things are poisonous. Next time you eat something, make sure you look carefully."

  Among the Twelve Talismans, the Tiger Talisman is also a very special one. Its essence is the embodiment of the ability of self-balance within the holy subject. Therefore, unlike other talismans, it will not be unable to release its divine power after being sealed and its power is greatly consumed and it falls into self-silence.

  Even a weak immune system is still an immune system.

  Angra Mainyu's act of pouring his whole heart and soul into the talisman caused the Tiger Talisman to have a last ray of light, carrying the virus and the attitude that one of the people must die today, and exerting its power.

  This power is in the hands of those who understand the essence of the Tiger Talisman, and the Tiger can bring people the power to reconcile conflicts. But in the hands of ignorant fools, it will cause what happened to Angra Mainyu today.

  ——Division of Yin and Yang.

  No matter how rampant Angra Mainyu was, he was just a collection of wishes. It was with the help of the power of the rat spell that he came alive and grew a body, which gave birth to his personality. It was too difficult for him to understand the power contained therein.

  Although from this point of view, I need to thank him.

  Roland shook his head secretly and ignored Angra Mainyu. He called out to the Holy Grail in front of him in a steady voice.

  "The Holy Grail, I hope to achieve, salvation for me alone."

  Pure magic power gathered together to form the phantom of a human figure.

  She was holy and beautiful, with a flawless and exquisite appearance that should never appear on a human.

  As the shadow solidified, the first thing that appeared was the silver hair that spread out like a waterfall behind him, full of texture and as shiny as a mirror. Then, a woman wearing a gorgeous dress made of gold, inlaid with seven holes, but pure white, appeared in front of Roland.

  An unrepeatable miracle, the reproducer of the third magic, the source of the Holy Grail system, the Holy Maiden of Winter.

  ——Justeaze Lizrich von Einzbern.

  Her outfit was exactly the same as Irisviel, who was already wearing the Heavenly Clothes. No, it should be said that Irisviel and Illya, as the Lesser Holy Grail, were both poor imitations of her.

  But the beauty, whose face showed no expression, was happy just by looking at him. She simply hugged Roland, allowing the core that had already started to operate to absorb magic power and recreate the miracle of the third magic.

  "The materialization of the soul..."

  Angora Mainyu looked at this scene with fear and greed, and there was some confusion in his eyes. Even if Roland, a human, achieved personal salvation, how could he fight against him?

  Or was this guy simply willing to do anything for immortality?

  But the next moment, the fact that appeared before his eyes severely shattered his delusion.

  A huge fetal membrane that was completely inconsistent with Roland's body size stood in the center of the black mud. In the center, a monster that looked like a young dragon could be vaguely seen, opening and closing its eyelids in slow movements.

  "Damn it… How could a soul that is equal to God be hidden in a human body? I just confirmed it before giving the Command Spell!"

  Angora Mainyu drove the black mud angrily. It felt that things seemed to be gradually out of its control.

  The body moved and split inexplicably, and Roland seemed to have known this for a long time. Although there was no evidence, Angora Mainyu vaguely felt that Roland might be the one hiding behind him.

  But the moment the black mud touched the fetal membrane, all the curses turned into pure magic power and merged into it.

  Obviously, as two sides of the same coin, Angra Mainyu cannot interfere further before Roland's wish comes true.

  The absolute evil in this world looked at the scene in front of it, its cloudy pupils looking like inorganic matter.

  Finally, it could only turn around and pour out its anger towards Saber and Caster who were waiting for the opportunity.

  Angra Mainyu knew that an extremely dangerous thing was being born in front of him, but he could not let go of the other half of his essence. If he lost his other half, he would never be able to complete his evolution from the identity of the Black Holy Grail as the knowledge outside the world said, and become the true evil of this world, rather than a counterfeit product born with the magic of the Holy Grail.

  "So, before that, I will try my best to improve myself. First, I will start with you."

  Angora Mainyu looked at Saber, who was staring at him as if stunned, and waved his tentacles impatiently.

  The sea of black mud surged, causing dark figures to stand up from it.

  Some of them were wearing majestic armor, while others were wrapped in mysterious black robes. Although their strengths and appearances were different, it was certain that the ominous magic power they exuded was the same.

  "These are the ones who failed in the Holy Grail War in the past. Holy Sword Master, can you feel the resentment left in their bodies? Soon, you will become one of them."

  Angra Mainyu let out a terrifying voice, predicting the fate of the heroic spirits who were resisting stubbornly before him.

  No matter how strong the body or will, after being eroded by his black mud, it will turn into a silent killing machine.

  But what responded to him were a dense array of magic cannons and a rain of light falling from the sky like meteors.

  "I have no intention of sitting still and waiting for death until the Master shows up."

  "I'd rather die right now than end up in this filth."

  Before Saber made any move, Medea and Ishtar had already joined the battlefield.

  The Servant's body is powerful, but after losing his will, he is just a puppet. Even with an abundant supply of magic power, he cannot overwhelm the light cannon fired by the degraded goddess, let alone fight against the witch who is a combination of two legends.

  "Goddess Venus, these are just puppets bound by a contract. As long as I can find an opportunity, I can use my treasure to break the contract between them and the Holy Grail. Can I suppress them?"

  "What a boss you are... But, this is nothing. Don't underestimate the goddess!"

  The roar of artillery fire continued, and the attacks transformed from strong winds and magic power drew graceful arcs in the air.

  "Are you going to just watch like that, Saber?"  

  Medea raised her smooth neck and glanced at the silver knight behind her.

  "Even though you did this, I won't blame you. After all, when the Master's soul took on flesh, you should have felt its essence. Moreover, after the Holy Grail appeared, theoretically, the goal of the Servant serving the Master has been achieved. You no longer have any reason to continue fighting."

  "This is really a way of provoking someone that won't even make you laugh..."

  Saber gave a bitter smile, tightly grasped the Holy Sword of the Star, which began to tremble spontaneously, and walked forward step by step. In a flash, she rushed to the front and used the broad sword body to intercept the giant hand that was born from the sea of black mud and smashed down fiercely.

  The high-density pieces of meat turned into more torrents, smashing heavily on the ancient sword body, causing the atmosphere to vibrate and roll up heavy echoes, like a surging tide.

  With the vanguard, Ishtar and Medea were more daring and soon they suppressed the offensive of the Reversal Servants who far outnumbered them, and even took the opportunity to cancel the contracts of two Servants.

  The dark shadow kept squirming and opened its mouth wide, no longer maintaining the shape of the black mud sea.

  The black mud in the center continued to climb up and turned into a ferocious beast, its huge body like a rising mountain.

  "That's enough!"

  Faced with continuous defeats, Angora Mainyu interrupted his evolution and condensed into a fighting posture.

  The Evil of This World, who had just gained a personality, made a puzzled sound, "It's obviously my victory. Even if your Master gets a body, so what? I am immortal! From the moment I was born, the end of this world has been determined. Is there something you don't understand?"

  "You don't belong to this era anyway, so why do you keep resisting? Or are you just deceived by the title of hero given to you by humans, and are willing to die?"

  "call--"

  The moment the giant beast revealed its true form, all the beings present subconsciously held their breath.

  The embodiment of evil, tangible disaster, black waves.

  This is not an enemy that a Servant can fight against. Even an unrelated person can make a judgment on the outcome of this battle.

  Just moving can stir up terrifying dust, and just waving his claws can crush the body of a servant. Every attack and roar of his is carried with devastating power.

  But under this huge figure that was much taller than herself, Saber smiled.

  "Angora Mainyu, don't you know clearly why we are fighting?"

  Under the cover of his companions, Saber stepped into the dark quagmire and advanced forward. Although there was an abyss beneath his feet that was clearly bottomless, he did not sink. Instead, he charged forward as if walking on flat ground, giving an affirmative answer.

  "After all - a hero can't flee from the battlefield."

  "Then struggle as much as you can, Holy Sword Master."

  Angora Mainyu let out a roar and began his own ravage.

  This is the only word that can describe his attack. The huge claws ruthlessly destroyed the surrounding ground, and the huge body moved incredibly fast. The roar and white waves caused by the impact of the attack told of this breathtaking fact.

  Saber ran back and forth on the ground, the mound, and even on Angora Mainyu's body, dodging the attacks. During this thrilling process, he did not forget to observe Angora Mainyu's overall movements, waiting for an opportunity to counterattack.

  Looking for the enemy's attack habits each time, and the flaws caused by the intervals between continuous attacks, suddenly, as if sensing Saber's intention, Angramainu used all four limbs and suddenly rushed over fiercely. Saber had to release the wind magic wrapped in the outer layer of the holy sword to avoid the impact that almost crushed him.

  But Angra Mainyu didn't want to give Saber any chance to breathe, nor was he afraid of the blade that was slashing at him.

  After all, his body was essentially grown from black mud, making him an extraordinary monster.

  "Honestly, if it were an ordinary Servant, they would definitely not be able to defeat you."

  Saber sighed softly, stepped forward and backward with both feet, lowered her waist, raised the gleaming holy sword high above her right shoulder, and fearlessly removed all the armor on her body, pouring all her strength into the sword.

  Since being attacked means death anyway, it is better to use all the magic power in attacking.

  ——He changed his moves.

  Angra Mainyu was much taller than Saber, and each of his claws was heavier, sharper, and faster than any weapon Saber had ever encountered before.

  This is a monster beyond human cognition, a behemoth that has already defeated the fantasy species, and now Saber is fighting with it.

  Facing an enemy that could kill her at a touch, there was no trace of anxiety in Saber's deep blue eyes.

  This was not the first time he had faced such a monster.

  In the distant past, Saber had fought with these kinds of mysterious incarnations countless times and was very experienced. Whether they were evil dragons, giants, or monsters, these behemoths had all become dead souls under his sword.

  This glory was even engraved in his spiritual foundation, so that every attack he launched against Angra Mainyu carried a powerful correction, so he knew very well how to deal with it.

  "roar--!!!"

  Angra Mainyu roared again, and the sound waves turned into a tornado that pierced the flying Saber, but his body had already turned into an arrow that pierced through the tornado head-on, pierced through Angra Mainyu's body, and landed on the altar that served as his head.

  "Holy Sword Master, you are courting your own death!"

  When Saber completed the last step of her strategy, Angora Mainyu's skin began to wriggle irregularly, sending waves of flesh rushing towards Saber.

  "Die!"

  At this moment, the anger in Angra Mainyu's tone disappeared, and only an emotion similar to joy remained.

  Among the only three remaining servants, Saber gave it a feeling of oppression, a feeling that was even stronger than that of Archer.

  Therefore, he wanted to scare Saber away as soon as possible, but since he failed, the current situation is acceptable.

  Saber's trump card has been revealed. Although the power of the holy sword is terrifying, it cannot completely destroy it as the evil of this world. If he can pay the price of being stabbed by the opponent, and then use the black mud to control the opponent and use this power for his own benefit, then even if the soul comparable to that of a god is revived, he will have the strength to compete with it.

  What's more, he only swallowed a handful of the power of a treasure. In this world, he is the strongest existence, and all other powers are just a flash in the pan.

  Could it be possible that a holy sword could kill him in an instant?

  Then, Saber raised her holy sword high.

  As if to tear apart the darkness of the world, the light of judgment lit up on the sword.

  The round table meeting started for the second time, but Saber could no longer hear any other sounds. The light released by the holy sword created a powerful reaction force on his body.

  He didn't know how many seals the souls sealed in the holy sword would open this time, and whether he would be killed by the tentacles extending from the black mud before the power of the holy sword was released, but he knew that if this monster did not disappear here.

  The people in this world must not be able to smile.

  "This is the battle to save the world."

  Saber swung the holy sword in an instant, and the tentacles in the black mud almost pierced his body, but in the end it was too late.

  Although he didn't hear it, Saber still understood the current state of the Holy Sword, because the hilt of the Holy Sword was firmly supported by the hands of other heroes, including himself.

  ——The number is seven.

  The next moment, the light evaporated the tentacles that were attacking from all around, and pierced through Angra Mainyu's body, allowing the absolute light to spread.

  Unable to even resist, Angra Mainyu only had time to let out a faint cry before being drowned out by the dazzling starlight.