Fate: Typemoon - My Dragon Knight

"What did you say...?! Aaarghh—!! You bastard!!"

Before Mordred could finish her words, she felt the magical energy in her body begin to run rampant. The suppressor devices on her body immediately exploded. Crimson lightning began to surge. That irritating voice once again assaulted her mind. Mordred's shouts and screams began to fill the entire great hall.

"Yes, just like that, rampage! Hold back everyone until the last moment this world is burned away, until only We remain as the last existence here! There is no need for our King to conduct the final judgment. In the end, humanity can only go this far!"

The golden Demon God Pillar's arrogant voice rang out. At the same time, a large amount of armor, like the shell of the Holy Spear, appeared on its body. After absorbing the Holy Spear and the Lion King into its body, it could even barely mobilize the Holy Spear through the Lion King, allowing that power to be fired from its eyes. It wouldn't be wrong to call the current Demon God Pillar a Pseudo-Holy Spear.

With a large amount of magical energy forcibly pouring into Mordred's body, the once-like-a-mad-beast Mordred appeared before everyone again. Her eyes seemed to be filled with lightning; nothing but a sea of crimson could be seen.

"Destroy, destroy, destroy everything you can see, stop everything!"

Following the Demon God Pillar's words, Mordred charged directly at Aslan and the others. Crimson lightning enveloped her body. At a glance, she looked like a thunder beast. Her speed was as swift as lightning, her power as fierce as lightning, and the sound of her running was like rolling thunder.

Mash immediately raised her shield, blocking in front of Ritsuka. A heavy force immediately came from the shield. This immense power couldn't help but push Mash backward, and the crimson lightning left one scar after another on the ground.

"Aaargh... Uwaaaah—!"

Mordred roared again. However, from this roar, one could clearly hear a hint of helpless sorrow. From the bulging veins on her neck to the tears of blood streaming from the corners of her eyes, the Mordred of this moment was pitiful enough to behold. So, her dream of being able to completely and utterly pledge her loyalty to King Arthur, to protect King Arthur, was ultimately just an unattainable fantasy?

"Mordred... Ugh!"

Mash once again blocked Mordred's advance with the shield in her hand, but trying to wake her up was still an impossible task. No matter how she called out, in Mordred's ears, it all seemed to be just irritating noise, only making her attacks faster and cleaner.

After discovering that her normal attacks couldn't break through the shield before her, Mordred jumped back from the shield, creating distance. She then raised the demonic sword in her hand high. Crimson lightning shot straight to the heavens. Clearly, she was preparing to release her Noble Phantasm.

Mash also quickly created distance again, raising her shield. "True Name, revealed—I stand on the seat of calamity—That which heals all wounds and all grudges, our glorious homeland. Manifest! [Lord Camelot]!"

The white city walls manifested within this great hall. They were so holy, so pristine, so untouchable. The crimson lightning, though it struck these white walls, and no matter how bright that crimson lightning was, it could not shake this gate in the slightest.

Aslan looked at the Demon God Pillar before him, took a deep breath, and after summoning the Sword of Glorious Victory, he raised it high. "Here, I will carve a path forward! I will surely obtain a glorious victory! Sever evil, banish the shadows! Try and withstand this glorious light—[Caliburn]!!"

A golden torrent rushed fiercely towards the Demon God Pillar. However, the entire Demon God Pillar quickly twisted its body, reassembling the shells of the Holy Spear on itself like a shield plastered to its body. After the power of the Sword of Glorious Victory collided with it, it scattered in all directions. The sight of the scattered golden points of light, though beautiful, was also somewhat troublesome.

The Sword of Glorious Victory was already an A++ rank Noble Phantasm. Even this Noble Phantasm couldn't break through it. In that case, he could only... 2887. Anyway, he had descended as a split spirit this time. Even if the Supreme Masterpiece were destroyed now, the main body's own Supreme Masterpiece would not be affected at all. This was the self-destruction of a man-made god. He refused to believe it couldn't severely wound the Demon God Pillar! It was just that the immense explosive force would surely sweep through the entire area. Perhaps Mash's city walls could block the vast majority of the force that would hit them, but Mordred... would probably have to make her exit in the ensuing explosion. But this was also something that couldn't be helped, right?

No sooner said than done. Sacrifices are always necessary.

"Mash! Hold the walls! Hold on!"

Aslan directly piloted the Supreme Masterpiece to the front of the Demon God Pillar, then firmly grabbed onto its trunk. Aslan took a deep breath and patted his masterpiece. It was a good thing he had descended as a split spirit. Thinking about it, if he were to descend in Chaldea one day, he would probably have to experience this kind of separation many times.

He opened the special device next to his seat, revealing a red button and a keypad.

[2887]

"I'm sorry, Supreme Masterpiece. If you're a split spirit, you'll have to get used to this result sooner or later. Speaking of which, it's all my fault for making you like this. Could it be that 2887 is a fate none of you can escape?"

Without pausing, he entered the four digits. Aslan then directly left the cockpit of the Supreme Masterpiece and quickly ran towards Mash's location. "Hold on!!"

After running to the front of Mash, Aslan once again deployed Avalon. This would ensure everyone's safety.

With a loud explosion and a tremor, a mushroom cloud rose into the sky. The frenzied Mordred was consumed by the force. Perhaps this was a good ending and exit for her.

Avalon vibrated continuously, and the white city walls also flickered twice, but in the end, they held on and did not dissipate. Looking up, the Demon God Pillar had been broken in half, but it was still rapidly regenerating. At the wound site, the figure of the Lion King, the King of the Storm, was revealed. It seemed that no matter what, they had to launch a pursuit at this moment. Whether it was to eliminate the Lion King along with the Demon God Pillar... or... to kill the Lion King first, cutting off the source of the Demon God Pillar's power absorption.

The Demon God Pillar had already begun to move the shell of the Holy Spear, preparing to cover the Lion King to ensure that it could continue to wield this immense power.