Chapter 83: Delaying Time, Seeking the Opportunity for a Breakthrough (Sixth Update)

A pitch-black evil dragon soared into the sky, its entire body radiating an unsettling aura and malice.

Artoria picked up her longsword, and Gilgamesh, too, could no longer concern himself with his image or royal dignity.

A trace of a smile played on the corners of Scathach's mouth as she hoisted her long spear onto her shoulder.

"Slaying a dragon? It has been a long time since I last dealt with you."

Meanwhile, King Hassan's figure vanished, appearing moments later behind the pitch-black poison dragon, slashing toward the creature's neck.

Clang!

Azrael, the great sword used by King Hassan for many years to assassinate countless people, had been steeped in untold amounts of death.

Yet, when it struck Angra Mainyu, it failed to leave even a white mark.

Such was the toughness of its scales.

"Enuma Elish!"

Countless golden chains shot forth from golden ripples, tightly binding Angra Mainyu and pinning her to the ground.

The divinity that granted her amplification had, in this moment, become the chains that restrained her.

The Chains of Heaven: the greater the divinity, the greater the restriction.

But Angra Mainyu's power was growing ever greater; as she evolved, her resistance to the Chains of Heaven also grew stronger.

Since divinity restricted her, she would shed it, leaving only malice—absolute hatred and evil toward humanity.

"Gáe Bolg!"

The first spear pinned space, and the second delivered the fatal blow!

At this very moment, Scathach, Queen of the Land of Shadows, held nothing back, unleashing her full power.

The crimson spear, its power concentrated at a single point, pierced the sound barrier and shattered space, failing to be defended against even by Angra Mainyu.

Her heart, head, and even the simulated Spirit Core were pierced through.

But that was all; she had no physical form, and even this dragon body was merely a simulation.

Naturally, Gáe Bolg could not harm her; at most, it simply added a few more holes to her body.

Seeing that the four Heroic Spirits were not achieving significant results, Iskandar also moved in to provide support.

Even Merlin could not help but provide support with spells from afar, though he had already bitten his tongue several times in just a few short minutes.

"Heavenly Lord King Arthur, it seems you still have clues you haven't told us?"

Emiya Kiritsugu, the man who considered himself a Savior, yearned to save the world.

His intuition told him that to save the world, this King Arthur before him was a link he had to rely on.

"Regarding the specific truth about Angra Mainyu."

"That is something you must ask your Einzbern family."

Su Nian smiled and shook his head, swirling the Divine Wine in his glass.

"Why do you think the Holy Grail was polluted by All the World's Evils?"

"During the Third Holy Grail War, your Einzbern family irregularly summoned a Nameless Heroic Spirit, an Avenger."

"A nameless anti-hero crowned with the name of the head of evil gods, Angra Mainyu."

"And she is the same, which is why she has reappeared from the Holy Grail."

"In a sense, she can also be considered Humanity's Evil."

Su Nian's words, however, displeased Draco.

"I am not so extreme as to risk my life to destroy the world."

As a member of Humanity's Evil, Dekola, a fragment of Beast VI, the Beast of Regression, said with great annoyance.

No one understood Humanity's Evil better than one who was Humanity's Evil.

So-called evil intent is merely a fleeting thing; the essence of Humanity's Evil is, in fact, human love.

It is the conflict where the spirit of "longing for a better future" harms the current peace.

It is not absolute malice like hers, which seeks to destroy everything.

"I wouldn't know about that; perhaps she only thought of destroying the world after suffering a terrible grievance?"

Su Nian spread his hands and said casually; he had provided all the clues that needed to be said.

The rest was up to seeing how this group of Heroic Spirits would crack this game.

Humanity's Evil, Angra Mainyu, absolute malice...

Countless clues swirled in the minds of Emiya Kiritsugu and the Heroic Spirits currently engaged in battle with Angra Mainyu.

They seemed to understand something, yet nothing had been explicitly stated.

Artoria nodded slightly toward Gilgamesh.

They both understood each other's intentions.

"Rhongomyniad!!"

"Enuma Elish!"

The fully unleashed Ea and the Holy Spear released energy nearly sufficient to shatter a small planet.

Under the combined force of the Anti-World Noble Phantasm Ea and the Holy Spear, Angra Mainyu was faintly showing signs of being suppressed.

Even the scales on her body, her physical form, and the black mud began to melt away.

Yet even so, the damage to Angra Mainyu remained minimal.

With but a moment's respite, Angra Mainyu could complete her regeneration.

Though she didn't even need to rest; Angra Mainyu had already begun to adapt to this massive torrent of magical energy.

She even began to absorb this magical energy in reverse.

Merlin, however, seemed to realize something; he turned his head to look at Su Nian, and after revealing a strange smile...

He thrust the staff in his hand into the ground.

"Alright, everyone, I am ready! You can pull her into the dream now."

Countless flowers grew from the wasteland that had just been nuked.

At this moment, it seemed as if this was no longer Fuyuki City, but rather the Ideal Land, Avalon.

And as the fragrance of the flowers was inhaled by Angra Mainyu, a trace of peace appeared on Angra Mainyu's dragon face.

At this moment, she seemed to have given up resistance, coiling her body and falling asleep there.

"As expected, one cannot underestimate the people of any world."

"Especially that guy called Merlin."

Su Nian shook his head helplessly and smiled; he had clearly made it very realistic, so why was he still discovered by Merlin?

Still lacking in experience, it seems.

But it was for the best that Merlin did not expose him.

The boundary between reality and illusion, the dream space, plus the Displacement Magic that shrouded the entire Earth.

This made everything both real and false, or rather, the entire Earth was in the crack between reality and illusion.

Only in this way could the Fictional Spirit Origin best exert its true power, and only then could it deceive the whole world and deceive the Counter Force.

It also gave the whole world one more possibility to reverse the crisis.

"Calculating the time, it's about enough."

"The impact caused on the world now is enough to leave a mark on personal Merit."

"It only needs the Little Garden Central to observe it, and for the Little Garden Central to turn this final illusion into reality."

Su Nian snapped his fingers, and the surrounding scene changed.

At this moment, all the Heroic Spirits, as well as the people, had fallen into the dream.

And the Quantum Record Band, along with the two Counter Forces, were faithfully recording everything.

They would touch upon the truth of solving this game within the dream.

It's gone, completely gone, not a drop left, squeezed dry.

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(End of this chapter)