"Is that Avicebron's dream Noble Phantasm, Golem Keter Malchut?" Standing on the battlents of Millennia Castle, Fiore couldn't help but exclaim as she gazed at the giant gradually approaching in the distance. Earlier, prompted by Shirou, everyone had already begun preparing to face the enemy. At this mont, the Black Faction's Masters and Servants were all ready for battle.
"Then, striking it shouldn't violate Miss Jeanne's stance,
right?"
"It does not violate it. Fighting him is my duty." Looking at the giant continuously advancing in the distance, Jeanne's brow furrowed. Attacking Avicebron was not Jeanne taking sides; it was indeed her responsibility. The primary objective of the Holy Grail War is to ensure its secrecy, not to expose it to the general public.
During the Fourth Holy Grail War, facing the Caster Gilles de Rais's summoned sea monster, all Masters imdiately temporarily put aside their mutual conflicts.
Their first priority was to defeat Caster Gilles de Rais precisely because he violated this rule. And before that, even if he had killed many children, the Holy Church, as the arbiter, could only encourage others to kill him by offering Command Spells as rewards. This shows the importance everyone placed on this rule.
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And now, Avicebron's Noble Phantasm, Golem Keter Malchut, was equally dangerous. The initial fifteen-ter tall Prival Giant was its weakest form.
For every hour it existed in the world, its height would double, reaching a maximum height of one thousand ters. Each ti its height doubled, its power would greatly increase. Once it grew to a height of one thousand ters, it would be impossible to contend with it without an army of first-rate Servants.
But this was not the most dangerous aspect; its most dangerous quality was that it could still survive even if Avicebron died. After all, standing on the earth, it possessed infinite magical energy. And the places it walked would be turned into paradise. If it were left unchecked, the civilization of the entire planet would be destroyed by it. And this was Avicebron's goal.
Therefore, Jeanne had to intervene.
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"But where is Shirou? Why isn't he here at a ti like this?" Hearing Astolfo's complaint, all the surrounding Masters turned their gaze to Fiore. Among those present, if anyone knew Shirou's whereabouts, it would definitely be Fiore.
"Please don't overthink it, and don't worry. The current situation is precisely what Shirou has been waiting for."
"He's off doing other things! Before that, we need to first resist the Golem's attack!"
"Everyone, please give it your all. This battle concerns whether we can turn the tide of defeat into victory!"
"I believe none of you want to give up the Holy Grail, do
you?"
"Understood!" Realizing the critical importance of this
battle, everyone present was now fully focused. As Fiore said, no one wanted to give up the Holy Grail. For the Holy Grail, they had to fight to the very end.
"Fight!" In the dense jungle, Shirou, constantly moving, was continuously searching for enemies with his Clairvoyance.
"There should be so, right? Given their caution, soone will definitely co!"
"The most likely would be Atalanta!"
"After all, she needs to evade Jeanne's detection skills."
"So, where is she?" In the forest, Shirou continuously searched for Atalanta's traces. Finally, through his Clairvoyance, he finally saw that green figure.
"Found her!" A faint smile played on Shirou's lips.
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"Caster! Have you betrayed us? Have you betrayed us?!
Have you betrayed your Master?!" Facing Astolfo's inquiry, Avicebron nodded nonchalantly, replying, "If you ask whether I betrayed, then at the very least, I certainly betrayed your expectations."
"Stop hiding behind such word gas!"
"I have no intention of hiding. No, you're right. For now, let continue to stand on the side of evil. I have indeed betrayed you and beco your enemy. Then I shall eradicate you all, and with this supre Golem Keter Malchut, I shall save the world." Hearing Avicebron's declaration, Astolfo beca even more enraged.
"Are you an idiot?! How can such a re puppet toy save the world?!" Astolfo's statent could almost be described as fearless.
"You truly speak without reverence. As expected of one whose reason is said to have long since evaporated."
However, facing a sowhat irritated Avicebron, Astolfo showed no sign of fear. Then, he puffed out his chest and declared with full confidence, "That's right! So I'm not scared at all! No matter what you create, no matter how you show off your might, in the end, it's just a re Noble Phantasm!"
"You're right. Therefore, there's no need for this arrow of mine to hesitate either." Hearing the declaration from the sky, Avicebron imdiately looked up. But it was already too late.
Avicebron had no ans whatsoever to block the arrow flying at supersonic speed. The fragile magical barrier he instinctively constructed was easily shattered by the arrow, and although its trajectory was slightly deviated, it still completely pierced his shoulder.
"Ugh!" Accompanied by a painful groan, Avicebron pulled out the arrow. The archer was undoubtedly Fiore's Servant, one of the last hopes of Yggdmillennia, Black Archer Chiron.
"Archer!" Fiore let out a cry of joy. He had clearly arrived nearby without letting anyone detect his presence, likely for the sake of this one arrow.
"Barely saved your life, Caster. But, with the next arrow, I will definitely take your life."
"Hmph, Archer. You target ? That's fine. But!"
Avicebron covered his shoulder, looking at Chiron. His current injury was very severe. No matter what, Caster is a class very unsuited for close combat, and he was originally a sickly person in his lifeti.
"Indeed, even if I deal with you, that Noble Phantasm
probably won't stop." Hearing Chiron's remark, Avicebron asked in confusion, "Then why are you still targeting ?"
"Why even ask? A traitor must, of course, be dealt with as quickly as possible."
"This is truly unreasonable. I didn't expect you to be so emotional." Amidst Avicebron's sigh, Chiron's second and third arrows were fired almost simultaneously.
This ti, Avicebron did not construct any magical barrier and was thus pierced through the forehead and chest. His body swayed violently, almost slipping off the giant's shoulder to the ground, but he ultimately managed to hold on. However, based on his senses, Chiron could clearly discern that the previous attack had inflicted a fatal wound.
"Too bad, Archer. Everything I needed to do is done. Now that this Noble Phantasm has activated, I have no regrets." Avicebron was lying. He had always longed to personally witness the paradise created by this Noble Phantasm. But that was no longer possible!
"Please, 'Keter Malchut'! With your power, I believe! You
will, you will definitely create Paradise on this earth! Save the world, save humanity, save my people!" Until the very end, Black Caster Avicebron did not remove himself. Like the birds and beasts from before, he willingly transford into nourishnt for his Noble Phantasm, the First Human.
"How can this be!" Looking at Avicebron rging into the Golem, everyone couldn't help but exclaim in astonishnt. But the subsequent sight moved them even more. After absorbing Avicebron's existence, the Golem underwent a massive transformation. Everyone could clearly feel the Golem's power swell, becoming even more dangerous.
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