The Stranded Knight King

"Assassin?"

Illya sensed an enormous, terrifying surge of magical energy emerging from Assassin’s body. Even she could not possess magical energy of that level.

She had already known that although Assassin possessed combat power far beyond ordinary limits, his own magical energy reserves and output were both extremely weak.

Basically, every use of a powerful move was accompanied by severe magical energy drain.

In other words, Assassin Mercenary Tao’s overwhelmingly powerful strength also came with an overwhelmingly harsh burden on his Master. An ordinary Master probably could not control such a special Servant at all.

But this time was completely different. Illya had not suffered any drain whatsoever, yet a powerful magical energy reaction directly erupted from Mercenary Tao’s body.

"Master, thank you for supplying the magical energy. This Holy Grail War is already over… no, perhaps the Holy Grail Wars of this entire world are over."

Bai Cangshu felt stabbing pain and a tearing sensation arise within his soul. At the same time, terrifying power surged through his body. In the darkness, he began to clearly sense another immense source of magical energy responding to him in the distance, beginning to operate.

In the sky, the thunderclouds Bai Cangshu had summoned using the Ororchi Yashiro title—after ending Despair Savior Mode, he had switched titles—had begun to develop an enormous hole.

It was as though a hole had opened in the sky. From that opening, the thunderclouds churned frantically upward, as if the air there could no longer cling in place and had all been swept away by the void.

Scarlet Sheen spread from around the pitch-black opening, staining the surroundings like ink spreading through water. Like the most resplendent blood moon, it silently appeared in the sky.

The Lesser Grail was about to leave the body. Special Reincarnator EX051, soul examination now beginning.

Within the pure white Consciousness Space, which had already been thrown into near-total chaos by the continuous influx of powerful spirit bodies, it now seemed as though scarlet light was being cast in from beyond the Consciousness Sea.

The consciousness world, previously cracked open and riddled with holes by the Sage, was immediately dyed by that red light.

At that moment, millions of undead erupted into a violent riot.

They wanted to live!

They wanted to be resurrected!

They wanted the freedom to live!

The desires that had been subdued amid the endless battles of nearly all the Yin Spirits now surged forth wildly.

Satoru Gojo hovered high in the air with an indifferent expression. He was very close to the Throne of the Heart. With a mere lift of his hand, he blasted the charging Yin Spirits away, sending them tumbling into the Yellow Springs.

More Yin Spirits tore at one another before gathering into towers once again. One pitch-black Tower of Yin Spirits after another began to rise.

They were only several dozen meters tall at first, but soon surpassed a hundred meters, then a thousand, writhing endlessly as they charged toward the Throne of the Heart.

Satoru Gojo felt no emotion whatsoever when killing things like Yin Spirits, undead, or cursed spirits. He slaughtered the inhabitants of this place without restraint using his Jujutsu Kaisen.

"Hey, hey, hey, hasn’t that host gone a little too far?!"

After noticing that the millions of Yin Spirits had completely rioted and that there were already dozens of thousand-meter-tall Yin Spirit Towers, Satoru Gojo wore a carefree expression even as he began to complain.

The Millennium Worm, dressed in a trench coat, stood beneath Satoru Gojo. The two could be considered allies in a sense, but at that moment, the Millennium Worm did not answer him. He merely frowned at the girl in the distance, whose body emitted a peculiar white radiance, as if she had already transcended the human spirit body.

She was submerged in the Yellow Springs. At that moment, she opened her eyes, swept her gaze over the Yin Spirits and spirit bodies, then looked at the Millennium Worm as well.

"You’re that Millennium Worm from Blackwater. So that’s how it is… this is the kind of power Mercenary Tao obtained from the Mount Tai Imperial Lord Ritual."

Her eyes were sinister as she began biting her fingertips, constantly calculating in her heart. If she had completed the ritual back then and obtained such power, she could probably have done things a hundred times more insane than she was doing now.

Uchiha Madara’s eyes turned, and the Sharingan had already appeared. Beneath him, an enormous fox demon beast roared fiercely. The sensation of Chakra surging so wildly should not have existed in this world, yet the surrounding Yin Spirits were swept down in great numbers in an instant.

East of the Throne of the Heart, Death God Black Face—whose mask had cracked and whose exposed face was covered in dense black writing—stood with his back to the Throne of the Heart and slowly drew his long katana.

Riiing!

No sword-drawing motion could be seen at all, but with only that sharp sword cry, a terrifying pressure suddenly erupted.

Puff puff puff puff—boom!

The Yellow Springs exploded directly. A silver line stretching several thousand meters blasted apart every spirit body in its path, sending them back into the Yellow Springs.

The sword pressure born from that pure Spiritual Pressure had a direct effect on spirit bodies that was even more convenient than Satoru Gojo’s Jujutsu Kaisen.

Medea coldly watched the powerful souls within this strange world, gradually grasping the truth of this place.

This place was actually that Assassin’s consciousness world. He had forcibly imprisoned so many souls within his own body.

"What a… madman…"

Even a Witch from the Age of Mythology could only give such an assessment.

Such a manner of completely disregarding one’s own body and soul was something few people or gods would do even in the Age of Mythology.

Not to mention directly containing something akin to the River Styx within one’s body.

Riiip!

As another Heroic Spirit descended from the sky, this fellow’s Consciousness Sea seemed to finally be unable to bear the burden any longer. Heaven and earth shook, and the pure white world seemed to be undergoing an earthquake.

Beyond those cracks, even denser red light came surging in, and Medea’s expression changed.

It was magical energy!

She clearly sensed magical energy.

The next moment, Medea saw the blonde Knight King falling from the sky with a bewildered expression. She took the initiative to approach her and spoke.

"That madman forcibly absorbed Heroic Spirits like us without considering the existence of the Throne of Heroes at all. Heh, now, he has probably absorbed too many Heroic Spirits, and the Throne of Heroes is calling us back…"

"He’s doomed!"

As Medea spoke, she moved a little closer to Saber. She had an unusual fascination with this valiant female knight.

Nearby, Sasaki Kojirō, who stood with his arms folded and was constantly forced to shift positions by the crowding black Heroic Spirits, shook his head.

"A Grand Martial Arts Master like that would not be a fool."

"Yes. Contrary to the madness he displayed, that Assassin was actually very rational in battle."

Artoria had also realized what had happened earlier. Her resolute sword strike, strengthened by a Command Spell, had been synchronously reflected back onto herself by some kind of force.

And Assassin possessed an extraordinary resurrection ability.

Although there were negative factors such as her lack of magical energy supply and the fact that Avalon, the distant utopia beyond this world, was not by her side, the result of that battle was undoubtedly her defeat.

She had not expected Mercenary Tao, who had crazily fought every other Servant alone, to have hidden such a trump card capable of delivering a killing blow.

Medea felt a powerful suction force. She did not resist it, merely leaping lightly and voluntarily allowing that force to carry her upward.

These Yin Spirits did not understand the essence of the situation at all. They still seemed to be fighting over the throne in the sky.

But Heroic Spirits like them had only descended temporarily from the Throne of Heroes in the shells of their Classes. In the end, they still had to return to the Throne of Heroes.

The red light flourished in an instant, as if the body outside had already shattered, completely illuminating the white Consciousness Space in scarlet.

Medea flew outward in an instant, directly piercing through the walls of the white Consciousness Sea. As she passed through, she seemed to hear Mercenary Tao let out a muffled groan.

The next moment, that demon monk also rose into the air, followed by Sasaki Kojirō. Only White Face in the central area desperately clutched the portion of spirit body writhing within her own body.

"Idiot, if we go out now, won’t we just be letting Mercenary Tao get what he wants?!"

Her gaze shifted. The next moment, her body shot upward as she lunged toward Saber.

She did not believe Mercenary Tao would die just because the Heroic Spirits left his body. On the contrary, she feared that this would allow him to seize the Holy Grail directly.

How could I let you have your way!