Chapter 379: with translation of chapter title

A Xing seemed finally to realize the seriousness of the problem, his gaze became flickering, not daring to look directly at Black Tower's eyes that were about to spew fire, and he whispered, "I thought… I had to use all my strength… so I…" his voice grew softer.

Tengwan Lixiang placed a hand on her forehead, Ailisi Feier covered her mouth, Chang Ye Yue helplessly closed her eyes, and Mashu looked at the senior with worry.

Weber wore a sympathetic expression (after all he had just gone through it), while YinZhi showed a thoughtful look.

Gui Naifen looked left and right, feeling the atmosphere was very heavy.

The speed at which the golden light radiated from Black Tower seemed to have quickened slightly.

She steadied her Witch Hat, feeling her blood pressure had already burst the Interstellar Peace Company's stock peak, countless "wise" snarky comments and questions clogged her throat, finally turning into a long sigh.

"Now,"

Tengwan Lixiang quickly broke the awkwardness, trying to salvage the situation, "Who else has a Command Spell? I have… one stroke left." She showed the back of her hand.

Ailisi Feier hurriedly added, "I also have one stroke left." She glanced at Gui Naifen and added, "But it needs to be reserved…"

Chang Ye Yue opened the Black Umbrella, saying lightly, "One stroke."

Weber grimaced and raised his empty hand back, "I… have none."

Ailisi Feier suddenly recalled, "Qiesi! He should still have a Command Spell! He barely ever used it!"

She looked around and only then realized, "Wait, where is Qiesi? It seems we haven't seen him for a while!"

Only then did everyone realize that the silent Magus assassin had vanished without a trace.

Tengwan Lixiang felt her head grow heavier, losing a member at a critical moment, yet still possibly the key Master who might possess a Command Spell!

Black Tower had closed her eyes, as if murmuring something, but the increasingly evident golden light on her indicated she had little time left.

At that moment, a clear, pleasant voice rang out, "Everyone seems to be searching for this item?"

YinZhi stepped forward gracefully, raising her right hand.

On the back of their hand, a clear pattern emerged—not one stroke, not two, but a full six bright red Command Spell sigils!

They were neatly arranged, emitting a soft magical aura.

"Ah?!"

Everyone shouted in unison, their eyes bulging wide.

"You… you don't use a gun?! How can you have Command Spells? So many?!" San Yue Qi pointed at YinZhi, stumbling over his words.

Tengwan Lixiang suddenly realized, patting their head, "Right! Mr. YinZhi's class is… Ruler! I should have thought of that! No wonder it felt different before!"

The arbiter being summoned by the Holy Grail War itself to maintain order, possessing an independent Command Spell system is not surprising.

YinZhi smiled, indifferent to everyone's surprise, "This is one of the modest powers granted to me by the Holy Grail, used to verify the purity and fairness of this grand event. Since now the maintainer of the pure brilliance needs support, then—"

They lightly tapped their fingertip, a bright red Command Spell sigil peeled away from the back of their hand, turning into pure magical light that flowed into Black Tower's body, and at the same time a Command Spell appeared on A Xing's hand back.

The golden light radiating from Black Tower instantly ceased, and her spirit became solid again.

She opened her eyes, feeling the magic refilling inside her, her complexion finally eased a bit, but she still glared at A Xing in irritation.

A Xing silently averted his gaze.

"Great!"

Tengwan Lixiang exhaled, quickly assuming a command stance, "The situation is urgent; we split into two groups. One goes to find the missing Weigong Qiesi, he may be in danger, and he has a Command Spell, a key combat asset. The other heads toward the Light Pillar, to confront it head‑on!"

She scanned the group, "Finding Mr. Weigong requires keen perception and the ability to handle sudden situations; I suggest Chang Ye Yue, Mr. YinZhi, Mashu, and I go."

"Going to the Huan Long battlefield requires sufficient front‑line combat power and means to deal with unconventional enemies. Black Tower Lady, Saber, Lancer, Berserker, Star, and Miss Ailisi Feier, and Mr. Weber, please also go; your magic might be useful."

Tengwan Lixiang looked at Weber, who nodded vigorously.

"Does anyone have any objections?" Tengwan Lixiang asked.

Black Tower crossed her arms, "I'm fine, just the right time to settle accounts." She glanced toward the Light Pillar.

Artoria solemnly nodded, "It should be so."

Gui Naifen gripped her spear tightly, "Alright! Let's go defeat the boss!"

San Yue Qi was also full of vigor, "Oh! This time we'll definitely win!"

A Xing silently nodded.

Ailisi Feier looked anxiously toward the direction where Weigong Qiesi might be, but still stood firmly with the team heading to the battlefield.

Chang Ye Yue held the umbrella and nodded, her crimson eyes revealing no emotion. YinZhi performed an elegant bow, "May the pure brilliance guide our path, and also illuminate another journey."

The groups are set, the objectives clear.

Perspective shift.

JiAssassin arrived at the center of the Light Pillar and saw a writhing mountain.

It no longer resembled a humanoid shape—Huan Long had swollen into a twenty‑meter‑tall violet‑black behemoth, its core a mass of countless insect limbs and flesh growths, its surface covered with crystalline armor that constantly regenerated and peeled off.

Eight pairs of compound eyes were irregularly scattered across its torso, flashing with chaotic rage.

Its movements indeed showed a certain discord: when the forelimbs swung, the rear half lagged by half a beat; when it tried to spray acid, its mouth twitched for two seconds first—clearly the negative buff imposed by Heimu taking effect.

But its power remained terrifying.

The giant insect's forelimb slammed down violently!

JiAssassin's rear thrusters fired at full power, a purple‑red tail flame drawing sharp angular lines across the night sky, the ground it stood on being smashed into a five‑meter‑wide spider‑web fissure.

Before the debris could scatter, the Mecha used the thrust to spin, four modified blade limbs at its back launched like javelins, their tips emitting high‑frequency vibrating purple light, striking the third compound eye on Huan Long's left side!

"Pfft!"

Blade limb hit!

The sound of crystal shattering rang out—only two penetrated about half a meter, while the other two were tightly ensnared by a sudden outpouring of purple‑black gelatin from the armor's fissures!

The gelatin even crawled up along the blades, attempting to corrode the Mecha's joints.

JiAssassin acted decisively, actively cutting off the two entangled blade limbs!

At the same time, the rhombus core light in its chest surged, a concentrated Light Cannon charged for only 0.3 seconds fired at zero distance into the wound of Huan Long's compound eye!

"Roar—!!!"

Huan Long emitted a scream mixed with pain and rage, its entire upper body leaning back, the shell of the hit area melting through, exposing below it writhing flesh trying to regenerate but with clearly low efficiency.

But its Counterattack came extremely fast—midway through the backward‑leaning motion it forcibly twisted back, and the other side's intact forelimb swept horizontally like a siege hammer!

The range was so large it almost covered all evasion angles of the Mecha!

The Mecha's two legs, back, and shoulders—twelve auxiliary thrust nozzles in total—ignited simultaneously!

They surged upward at an almost vertical angle!

The sickle‑shaped bone blade brushed the soles, the airflow it generated made the Mecha shake violently in the air.

At that instant, dozens of holes suddenly cracked open across Huan Long's torso, spewing a dense swarm of purple‑black flying insects!

【Breeding Trait·Insect Swarm Hunt】—even when weakened, still dangerous.

JiAssassin performed dazzling continuous barrel‑roll maneuvers in the air, its arm armor unfolded, firing dozens of small intercepting demonic projectiles, colliding mid‑air with the Insect Swarm, detonating a cloud of purple‑black and crimson fire.

Amid the explosion smoke, the Mecha abruptly retracted all blade limbs, the whole body's joints Lock, becoming a straight purple‑red comet that pierced straight down from the center of the fire cloud; the right‑fist armor flipped layer by layer, revealing a fist‑hammer coalesced with purple‑black mana, aimed at the thickest part of Huan Long's shell atop its head—

"Bang!!!!!!!"

A heavy hammer crushes down!

This strike solidly hit!

The shell dented, cracks spreading like lightning!

Huan Long's whole body sank downward, its eight pairs of compound eyes flashing simultaneously, clearly shaken significantly.

Yet it did not fall.