The speed of the black mist's spread is too fast.
Those fighting inside the hospital need not be mentioned; even those on the outskirts of the hospital are caught up in it.
The once noisy main road area has seen all life disappear.
Gilgamesh, Alcides, the police force, the supervisor priest guarding the hospital, and even Richard, who had disengaged from the battle, have all vanished without a trace.
In the end, not even the corpse of a bug remained.
–All that remains there is a city street dominated by silence.
No one knows why the black mist appeared.
The sleeping girl at the center of this incident is telling the Heroic Spirit her ignorant wishes.
She sees the Heroic Spirit as a cute friend.
The Heroic Spirit also sees her as the only one in this world and adjusts the system's center from the world to just her alone.
Therefore, precisely because of this.
The invisible Heroic Spirit acts to fulfill the girl's wishes and protect her things.
To make the dazzling light that disturbs the girl's sleep darken.
To stop the annoying storm that threatens the girl's salvation from blowing.
The Pale Rider, one of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse.
It brings death to the world.
The black mist only permeates a fixed area.
Within a radius of dozens of kilometers centered on the hospital, that area is almost completely eroded by the black mist.
However, not everyone is caught up in the black mist.
Some people have the ability to escape.
For example, Alcides and Hippolyta reacted the moment they realized the black mist.
The two rode their respective mounts.
Before the black mist could engulf them, they quickly retreated from the main road near the central hospital.
Alcides used the Noble Phantasm [Twelve Labors].
Through this power, he summoned four "Diomedes' Mares," leaving three of them as bait for the black mist, and he rode the remaining one to successfully escape the scene.
Hippolyta had it much easier.
She directly released her divine aura from her body, and then had her mount, Kalion, merge with it to unleash divine speed.
This is something Alcides would not do.
As a result, Alcides, while escaping the black mist, was hit by Hippolyta's friendly face-breaking punch.
His body, which had been almost completely restored by [Twelve Labors].
Soon returned to being seriously injured once again.
In just one night, Alcides almost lost four lives. Moreover, he constantly faces the danger of the Demonic Beast's poison eroding his sanity.
Although the Demonic Beast's poison cannot threaten his life.
But, you should know that in mythology, there is snake venom that made the wise Chiron wish for death but not be able to die.
Now, it has been strengthened several times by Moran.
Alcides cannot ignore it.
The black mud composed of the evils of humanity in this world can only repair Alcides' injuries, not reduce his mental pain.
In fact, it will only increase the host's mental burden.
The cruelty of this battle is beyond imagination.
"I can probably last for four or five days…"
Alcides let out a heavy breath.
It's not just the effects of the poison and the evils of this world, but also the matter of integrating the Sword of Rupture, Ea, into his Spirit Core.
The Sword of Rupture, Ea, is too powerful and noble.
So much so that the moment it merged into his Spirit Core, even Alcides' Spirit Core carrier almost became unstable.
Now, it is only maintained at a critical point.
He is like a gasoline tank ready to explode at any moment, just waiting for a spark to appear as a trigger.
Alcides' sanity will vanish.
At that time, he will only turn into a ferocious beast, a berserker who will do anything to destroy the gods.
Not an exquisite warrior.
"It's not a big problem. As long as I eliminate all the obstacles before that, and then have a final fight with my friend, I can rely on the power of the Holy Grail to achieve my long-cherished wish."
Just as Alcides was thinking about these things.
That annoying aura entangled him again.
"Hmph, Queen. You're still chasing me to this point, aren't you afraid of being entangled by this black mist?"
Alcides released the bowstring and shot an arrow.
The explosion once again produced a blazing light.
Hippolyta, who was biting tightly and had inflicted serious injuries on Alcides, appeared on her black horse.
Also arriving with her was the spreading darkness.
Those things are very similar to mud, wriggling and overflowing like primitive animals.
Mud splatters, darkness gallops.
A tsunami that sweeps everything, devouring all life in its path.
The two Heroic Spirits fought while avoiding it.
"Queen of the Amazons, what is the reason for you to participate in this Holy Grail War? In your lifetime, you gained the favor of those despicable gods and built your country on the pain of others. What other wish could you have?"
Alcides said in a contemptuous tone.
This is completely fabricated provocation.
Hippolyta frowned slightly upon hearing this. Her Amazons only fight those who are enemies with them.
Unfortunately, there are many who are enemies with them.
The Amazon warrior tribe, characterized by being composed only of women, operates and manages everything from hunting, farming, animal husbandry, and daily life.
Only those who wish to leave offspring will have contact with men from surrounding cities.
Therefore, the tribe often encounters men who are displeased by this.
The rulers of the surrounding cities and bandits occupying the mountains all covet the Amazons.
Fortunately, the Amazons repelled them all.
They have never been defeated.
For the people of the Amazon tribe at that time, all of this was attributed to their young queen.
"What am I participating in the Holy Grail War for?
It's not up to you, a lowly disciple, to point fingers… let alone a heretic who has fallen into your current state!"
Hippolyta's anger did not diminish.
In fact, she was grateful to Heracles in her lifetime.
That's why she is so angry now.
The noble hero recognized by her and Moran has now become a demon who tramples on his reputation.
It's like being disappointed in someone.
Or, not believing that the symbol of an era would so easily fall into this state.
There is a reason why she is showing this attitude.
Heracles can be said to represent the heroes of Greece, and his fall is a denial of his compatriots in that era.
Heroes of the same era can never ignore him like this.
Everyone will be indignant about this.