The Undying Death Knight failed to achieve the ending of the Heroic Spirit

"Come on, Gold, let's go to the final battlefield."

He couldn't allow Avril's determination to die to be ruined by his own willfulness.

……

As soon as she landed, Assassin covered her neck. The warm and sticky touch on her palm made her realize how close she was to death.

Assassin gritted his teeth and repaired his cut skin. The wound was not deep and it was completely healed in just a moment of breathing.

"Assassin, how could you be so embarrassed?"

Although Amakusa Shiro's voice was as gentle as ever, Assassin felt annoyed for some reason.

"Rider, you bastard. Can't he and Tyrannosaurus force Saber to use her third sword?"

Faced with Assassin's disregard for his image and cursing, Amakusa Shiro could only respond with a wry smile. He knew that Tyrannosaurus was talking about Mordred. Not only did Mordred dislike Assassin, Assassin also disliked Red Saber.

"Achilles has done his best. His immortality has been eliminated by Chiron. Being able to force out the third stroke of the Command Seal is already the best result."

Assassin let out a small "tsk" and her eyes turned to the blond woman crawling on the ground, unconscious.

"Don't worry, Ruler has already left. This is just a human girl she possessed." Amakusa Shiro clapped his hands to draw Assassin's attention to himself.

Assassin naturally understood Amakusa Shiro's character. She was not a hound like Black Saber, so she would not have nothing to do but attack an ordinary person. She lost interest after just a glance at her and turned the conversation to something that interested her more.

"It's just me and Black Saber left. My poison should be taking effect soon - but with the support of the Command Seals, it's only natural that the hound will find us."

At the end, Assassin's narrow eyes examined Amakusa Shiro: "So, Master, how are you going to deal with Black Saber?"

"Yeah, so I called you back."

Instantly, the red light of the Command Spell covered the entire hall, and for a moment even the Holy Grail behind him was eclipsed.

Although she had expected this, Assassin's heart still sank. She maintained an elegant smile and quietly waited for Amakusa Shiro's next move, but she quietly operated her magic.

"In the name of the Command Seal, my Servant, Assassin——"

Assassin lowered her eyes, and the toxins were quietly emanating from her body. However, before she could further spread the toxins into poisonous mist, she heard Amakusa Shiro's words: "Please stay alive."

Assassin's mind went blank for a moment, but Amakusa Shiro did not stop talking.

"In the name of the Command Seals, Assassin, live as long as possible even after my death."

Two consecutive strokes of the Command Seals made Assassin's magic power reach its peak. Even if Amakusa Shiro did not supply magic for a short period of time, Assassin would not disappear immediately. In addition to the Command Seals used to transfer her before, the three Command Seals in Amakusa Shiro's hand against her had been used up.

The poison slowly decomposed into the purest magic power, and Assassin's eyes slightly opened.

"Leave Black Saber to me. This way, even if I die, you won't disappear immediately. You still have a chance to touch the Holy Grail."

Shiro Amakusa did not rashly let Assassin take on flesh, because he knew that Assassin did not need that level of survival.

Amakusa Shiro turned around, his eyes fell on the huge golden sculpture, his eyes had a hint of martyrdom, and he continued, "I have made my wish, and now I have nothing to worry about."

Achilles' immortality was broken by Chiron's "Scorpio Shot" hitting his heel. What he said to Jianmi was to trick Jianmi into abandoning her sword and fighting him. The restriction of his barrier is [Both parties must agree to enter]

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 189 Now you know why all the conspiracies and tricks only appeared when I couldn't lift the sword anymore.

The special magic of the Holy Grail has become a guiding symbol.

Holding a magician in one hand, Menechel quickly shuttled through the long and narrow corridor, and finally stopped in front of a door.

The door, which was tall enough for two people, opened with a bang, revealing the wonders in the room. The moment the door opened, arcs of magic surged out of Menechel's body, and the arcs were suppressed around the knight, protecting him and the surrounding magicians from possible toxins.

"It's finally here, everyone from the black side."

Under the statue, the priest was no longer wearing the black suit. As if to echo his triumphant posture at this time, Amakusa Shiro chose the red military feather webbing and exaggerated placket that he wore when he was alive. He tied up his long white hair and looked at the three people who broke into his solitary space with a calm look.

Menechel had no intention of greeting. He raised his sword and rushed towards Amakusa Shiro. Magic power exploded under his feet, and the distance, which was not too far to begin with, was crossed in an instant. He held the sword in both hands with a murderous aura and swung it downwards -

The lightning snake had even touched the white hair on Amakusa Shiro's forehead, but time seemed to stand still at this moment.

The raised sword took a long time to fall, and there was an obvious struggle on Menechel's face. All the muscles in his body were shaking, as if he was wrestling with an invisible strong man. His sword was shaking, but he could not move forward even a little bit.

A series of twisted and strange red lines gradually appeared on his face, and the surging magic power began to slowly extinguish the moment these lines appeared.

Menichel knew very well what that was, after all, he had suffered the same treatment once before.

——The gods will decide.

Ruler relies on the Command Spell to exercise the ultimate guarantee of supervisory authority, and can forcibly stop or strengthen the behavior of a certain Servant.

Amakusa Shiro lowered his head and walked around the statue-like Menechelle. He walked up to Gold and Fiore and said slowly, "There is no need to resist. The Holy Grail War is over. I have made a wish to the Holy Grail to use the third magic to redeem mankind. The final struggle of mankind is over."

Fiore, who was standing with the help of the magician's costume, fixed her eyes. Of course, she knew this magic, the materialization of souls, one of the three great masters who forged the Holy Grail, and the magic that Einzbern set as its goal, which was closest to a miracle.

Her lips turned pale, and she stared at Amakusa Shiro as if she was a madman. Amakusa Shiro met the girl's gaze calmly: "That is not half-hearted immortality, but complete immortality that abandons the corruptible body. And it is not for a single person, but for all human beings to share."

As he spoke, Amakusa Shiro's voice became more and more excited: "Regardless of good and evil, passion and selfishness will fade, vanity will become meaningless, and the world will return to perfect peace - yes, this is my wish. What I desire is not my own selfish desires, but the salvation of all mankind."

As if speaking with the same fervent enthusiasm as a fanatic preaching his doctrine, Amakusa Shiro opened his hands, reflecting the statue behind him.

Faced with Amakusa Shiro's crazy fallacies, both Gold and Fiore could only open their mouths wide and remain silent for a long time.

"Saber, first of all I have to thank you for giving me this opportunity. If you hadn't held back during the last Touki Holy Grail War, I would never have been able to get here."

"If it were you, even if you suffered a lot in the war and lost everything, even if I explained my purpose, you would still hinder me."

The red lines extended rapidly as Menachere struggled, but the color gradually faded.

Shiro Amakusa did not expect to get an answer. He walked around behind Menechel. His hands, which were hanging in his wide sleeves, gradually appeared, and eight black keys shining with cold light were held in his hands.

"What a shame! If you weren't a Servant, I wouldn't even be qualified to stand in front of you, right?"

The black key in his hand swung out and sank into the back of Menechel. Menechel's body fell forward amidst the splattering blood.

"Saber!"

Gold immediately woke up from the dream described by Shiro Amakusa. He screamed and subconsciously wanted to go forward to check, but his steps stopped immediately as several chains suddenly rose from the ground not far in front of him.

Amakusa Shiro took out eight black keys again and threw them at the knight lying in a pool of blood. This time his target was the opponent's head.

The sharp black key spike quickly pierced into the back of the opponent's head, blood gushed out from the wound, and the knight completely lost his voice.

He noticed that the knight's left arm was gradually becoming transparent, and the stone in his heart was finally put down.

——In fact, it would be safer to kill Gold.

He didn't know what means Gold and Fiore used to detoxify, but since it was God's will, Amakusa Shiro didn't want to kill more people, but necessary precautions were still necessary.

"Assassin."

As he called out, deep purple magic power gathered into a human form around Amakusa Shiro. As soon as Assassin appeared, he looked at Menechel, who was lying on the ground with his left arm completely missing, with a provocative look.

"Let's seal his magic power for now. It only needs to last until the Holy Grail starts to work."

He once sent Black Caster to attack the android laboratory in Yugdomireia. According to the last information provided by Caster, the androids used as batteries had been given priority.

Assassin's hands were immediately covered with dark purple magic power. The room was filled with the frantic flow of magic power when the Holy Grail was operating. Under this natural suppression, even she had to cast spells at close range.

She looked at the frightened man in front of her with pleasure, but her outstretched hand stopped just before it fell. The sense of crisis in her heart and the panic on the fat man's face in front of her made Assassin quickly release the restraint.

The teleportation technique was activated instantly, and purple smoke spread upward from under Assassin's feet. Assassin disappeared from the spot, and the next moment, the place where Assassin was standing suddenly sank downward.

A dull thumping sound finally came, and a diffuse blood mist emerged from the pit. Soon after, a head emerged from the blood mist, and a howl of suppressed anger and pain resounded throughout the secret room.

Menechel raised his head. There were wounds on his face left by the black key. The black key was shattered by the excessive magic power, leaving only a bloody hole and blood oozing out of the hole. The blood was crisscrossed on his face and even on his chest. His pale and dry hair was stuck with red to black bloodstains, which were wantonly intertwined on both sides of his face, making him look terrifying and inhuman.

The blood mist enveloped the left half of his body, but it still could not hide the shattered left half of his body. The red blood mist rising upwards was mixed with black debris belonging to his body.

——It is hard to imagine that anyone can survive in this state.

His scarlet, snake-like eyes scanned the surroundings and finally fell on Amakusa Shiro's face.

Blood condensed in his right hand and turned into a blood-red heavy sword. The corners of Menechel's mouth rose wildly, revealing a crazy smile.

I didn't force the blood to be locked. There will be an explanation in the next chapter.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 190 How can I not miss the omnipotent me?

The whistling sound of the hurricane hitting the rocks made him subconsciously want to open his eyes, but the gentle breeze and the warm feeling on his body made him want to fall asleep unconsciously.

This is……

He suddenly came to his senses.

"Ah... am I... dead?"

Minachell finally responded.

Yes, I died in battle.

Just like the decisive battle on the snowy plains of Europe, he tried his best but still couldn't escape the fate of dying in battle.

Speaking of which...

What was he fighting for this time?

The long-term overload of the spirit core even destroyed part of Menachel's consciousness. As a servant, a large amount of his memories were burned.

I just vaguely remember some scenes.

The scene of the duel with the flaming spearmen.

The scene of a direct confrontation with the manic knight.

The scene of fighting against the green-haired warrior who is as agile as a meteor.

——The thrilling duel exhausted his mind and body, and he was willing to sacrifice his life for someone's fascinating desire.

And this time, I should have done something similar.

suddenly……

A face flashed through his mind.

The man had dull golden hair, and was fat and self-righteous, like most mature men.

——He...ah, I have some impression of this person.

Menechel clenched his fists, and before he knew it, his body began to burn.

——He told the man: "Stand tall, you don't have to worry about the consequences, you don't have to worry about failure."

——He promised this man that he would bring victory.

Suddenly, Menachel remembered.

Although his spiritual foundation was shattered, these words were still clearly engraved in his bones.

In the European War, he rushed to the battlefield even though he knew he would die, just to repay the king's expectations. His dying body carried the hope of the entire kingdom.

And now, there is someone who has placed the same hope on himself.

He believed in himself, that he could protect him and win the final victory for him.

His face, chest, and even his limbs were covered in blood, and the blood began to burn along with his body.

The flames burned the entire view, and the snowfields of Europe that never melted all year round twisted and gradually faded.

——You can take action, take action now!

The brain was pierced by the black keys, and the body acted instinctively.

Decompose the body and accumulate magic power.

Give up the physical world and keep only the minimum level of movement.

If your magic reserves are insufficient, use part of your body as fuel to unleash the ultimate sword.

——Take it all! Body and soul!

Because this is what he has to do. Is there anything more exciting than knowing what to do and putting all your efforts into it?

As long as you remember, you must kill him.

There were only two steps between him and the enemy.

This distance is nothing to Minashel.

His left hand clenched the black key on his chest. With a muffled sound, Menechel's left hand turned into flames. Under the charred flesh, the bones could be vaguely seen.