Chapter 528: The Stranded King of Knights

"Assassin?"

Ilya sensed a terrifyingly massive amount of Magic Power emerging from within Assassin; even she could not possess Magic Power of that caliber.

And she had known beforehand that although he possessed combat strength beyond the normal specifications, Assassin himself was extremely weak in terms of both Magic Power reserves and Magic Power output.

Basically, every time he used a powerful technique, it was accompanied by intense Magic Power extraction.

In other words, Assassin Tao Baibai's off-the-charts strength was accompanied by off-the-charts exploitation of his Master; an ordinary Master probably could not control such a special Servant at all.

Yet at this moment, it was completely different; Ilya did not suffer any extraction, and a powerful Magic Power reaction erupted directly from Tao Baibai's body.

"Master, thank you for your Magic Power supply. This Holy Grail War has ended... No, perhaps the Holy Grail War of this world has all ended."

Bai Cangshu felt the stinging, tearing sensation arising in his Soul; at the same time, a terrifying power surged within his body. Subconsciously, he began to clearly sense that in the distance, there was another massive Magic Power source echoing his own, beginning to operate.

In the sky, the thunderclouds summoned by Bai Cangshu using the 【Desperate Savior】 title (he had switched titles after ending Despair Savior Mode) had begun to show a huge void.

It was as if the sky had been torn open; from that void, the thunderclouds surged upward frantically, as if the air there could no longer cling on and was being swept away entirely by the void.

A scarlet luster spread from around the pitch-black void, staining the surroundings like ink, appearing quietly in the sky just like the most magnificent blood moon.

【The Lesser Grail is about to leave the body, Special Reincarnator ex051, soul detection starting now】

Within the pure white Consciousness Space, which had already been turned upside down by the continuous influx of powerful Spirit Bodies, scarlet light now seemed to be projected in from outside the sea of consciousness.

The pure white world of consciousness, which had previously been cracked and breached by the Sage, was immediately stained by those red rays of light.

At this moment, millions of dead spirits erupted in a violent riot.

Want to live!

Want to be resurrected!

Want to live on freely!

All those desires that had been quelled in the constant fighting of the spirits were now surging frantically.

Gojo Satoru looked indifferent, flying high in the air. He was very close to the Heart Throne; with just a wave of his hand, he blasted the spirits lunging at him, sending them falling into the Yellow Springs.

And more spirits, while tearing at each other, gathered once again to form towers; one pitch-black Spirit Tower after another began to stand upright.

At first they were only dozens of meters tall, but soon they exceeded a hundred, then a thousand meters, constantly writhing as they charged toward the 【Heart Throne】.

Gojo Satoru felt no emotion whatsoever when killing things like spirits, dead spirits, or Cursed Spirits; he unscrupulously used his cursed techniques to slaughter the residents here.

"Hey, hey, hey, isn't that host playing a bit too much?!"

Upon noticing that millions of spirits were in full riot and that there were already dozens of Spirit Towers reaching a thousand meters in height, Gojo Satoru's expression was wanton, yet he began to complain.

The Millennium Worm, wearing a trench coat, stood below Gojo Satoru; the two were an alliance in a certain sense, but at this moment, the Millennium Worm did not answer Gojo Satoru, only frowning as he looked at a girl not far away who was radiating a special white luster, as if she had transcended the state of a human Spirit Body.

The other party was soaking in the Yellow Springs; she opened her eyes at this moment, and after sweeping her gaze across the crowd of spirits and Spirit Bodies, she looked at the Millennium Worm as well.

"You are the Millennium Worm of that 【Black Water】; so that's how it is... This guy Tao Baibai, what he obtained from the Taishan Fujun Festival was this kind of power."

Her eyes were sinister, and she began to gnaw on her fingertips, calculating in her heart that if she had been the one to complete the ritual and obtain this power, she could probably do things a hundred times crazier than what was happening now.

Uchiha Madara's eyes rotated, the Sharingan already appearing. A giant fox beast beneath him roared violently; that feeling of frantically surging Chakra should not have existed in this world, but the surrounding spirits were swept down in large swathes in an instant.

To the east of the Heart Throne, the Reaper 【Black Face】, whose mask was cracked and whose face was completely covered in dense black text, stood with his back to the Heart Throne, slowly drawing that long Tachi.

Ring!

The movement of the blade being drawn could not be seen at all, but with just a single intense sword chime, a terrifying pressure erupted suddenly.

Pfft, pfft, pfft, pfft, BOOM!

The Yellow Springs exploded directly, and a silver line several thousand meters long shattered all the Spirit Bodies in its path, forcing them to return to the Yellow Springs.

The sword pressure generated by that pure Spiritual Pressure was even more convenient for dealing with Spirit Bodies than Gojo Satoru's cursed techniques. Medea watched the powerful souls in this bizarre world with cold eyes; she was gradually figuring out the truth of this place.

This place was actually the Consciousness Space of that Assassin; the other party had forcibly imprisoned so many souls within his own body.

"What a... madman..."

Even a witch from the age of mythology could only offer such an evaluation.

This style of not treating one's own body or Soul as anything of consequence was something few people or gods would do, even in the age of mythology.

Not to mention directly containing something similar to the River Styx within one's own body.

Shriek!

As another Heroic Spirit fell from the sky, this guy's sea of consciousness seemed unable to bear it any longer; Heaven and Earth shook, and the pure white world trembled as if by an Earthquake.

Beyond those cracks, more intense red light surged in, and Medea's expression changed.

It was Magic Power!

She clearly sensed the Magic Power.

The next moment, watching the golden-haired King of Knights falling from the sky with a look of bewilderment, Medea approached her and spoke.

"That madman forcibly absorbed us Heroic Spirits without considering the existence of the Throne of Heroes. Heh, now, perhaps because he absorbed too many Heroic Spirits, the Throne of Heroes is already calling for our return..."

"He is dead for sure!"

Medea said this, moving a bit closer to Saber; she had an unusual obsession with this heroic female knight.

Beside them, Sasaki Kojiro, who was crossing his arms and being constantly jostled by the pitch-black Heroic Spirits, shook his head.

"A Grandmaster of martial arts like that wouldn't be some foolish fellow."

"Hmm, unlike the madness he displays, that Assassin is actually very rational when fighting."

Artoria had also realized by now what had happened before; her resolute strike, enhanced by the Command Spell, had been synchronized and reflected back onto her by some power.

And Assassin still possessed an abnormal resurrection ability.

Although there were negative factors such as her lack of Magic Power supply and the absence of 【Avalon, the Ever-Distant Utopia】, the result of this battle was, without a doubt, her defeat.

She had not anticipated that Tao Baibai, who was crazily fighting all the other Servants alone, was hiding such a trump card of a fatal strike.

Medea felt a strong suction force; she did not resist, but simply leaped lightly, actively following that power as she flew up.

These spirits did not understand the essence of the matter at all, seemingly still fighting over that throne in the sky.

However, these Heroic Spirits like himself were merely summoned from the Throne of Heroes temporarily in the shells of 【Classes】, and in the end, they would still have to return to the Throne of Heroes.

The red light flared intensely in an Instant, as if the body outside had already shattered, completely illuminating the white Consciousness Space in crimson.

Medea flew outward in an Instant and directly pierced through the wall of the white sea of consciousness; as she passed through, she seemed to hear a muffled groan from Tao Baibai.

The next moment, that Ghost monk also flew up, followed by Sasaki Kojiro; only in the central area, Bai Mian gripped tightly onto the part of the Spirit Body squirming within his own body.

"You fool, going out now, isn't that just letting that guy Tao Baibai get his way?!"

Her gaze shifted, and the next moment, her figure suddenly flew up, pouncing toward Saber.

She did not believe Tao Baibai would die because the Heroic Spirits left his body; on the contrary, she worried that this would allow Tao Baibai to seize the Holy Grail directly.

How could I let you have your way!

(End of this chapter)