"[CLARENT BLOOD ARTHUR: REBELLION AGAINST MY BEAUTIFUL FATHER]!!!!!!!!!!"
At this moment, crimson light engulfed the entire sky. Such overwhelming power made Sydonay, who stood at a distance, feel unparalleled, crushing pressure.
"How can a mere human wield power like this?"
It was already the third time Sydonay had voiced this astonishment.
He never expected—that weapon… that weapon actually possessed such terrifying strength.
If Shirou Emiya had released that power at point-blank range earlier, even he would have found escape incredibly difficult.
Sydonay pondered quietly.
Not impossible—just difficult. Facing such a strike head-on, Sydonay would have at least preserved his life.
It would only render him temporarily unable to continue fighting.
After restoring himself with Power of Existence, Sydonay would once again regain his full strength.
...
"Over there?"
Elsewhere, Shana and Margery Daw, rushing hurriedly toward the city, sensed—no, saw—the oppressive pillar of crimson light.
Its immense power unmistakably declared the kind of destruction it could cause.
If such an attack fell upon the city, Margery Daw didn't dare imagine the devastation, and Shana even less so.
In that moment, they both recognized the severity of the crisis and increased their speed, racing toward the pillar of light.
Originally, Margery had no intention of involving herself again; after all, she'd just recently lost a fight, leaving her in a terrible mood.
Besides, she thoroughly disliked Shana. After informing her of the city to which Shirou Emiya had teleported, Margery had planned to leave immediately, intending instead to find a hotel where she could temporarily stay in this city.
However, just as Shana prepared to set off toward that city, Alastor—hovering before Shana—called Margery back.
Shana's Unrestricted Spells mostly focused on combat, lacking those suited for tracking or investigation. If she were to head to that city blindly, Alastor worried she would simply stumble about like a headless fly.
Humans, unlike Flame Hazes or Crimson Denizens, were not special—finding a single person among them was truly like searching for a needle in the sea.
Moreover, Alastor sensed the current conspiracy was far from simple. Having an additional Flame Haze was an extra assurance.
Thus, after reaching an agreement, Shana and Margery Daw quickly headed toward the city Shirou Emiya had entered.
BOOOOOOM————!!!!
The terrifying red beam showed no hesitation, cutting downward precisely toward Sabrac's position.
Although it appeared that releasing this Noble Phantasm took considerable time, in reality, the interval between uttering its true name and actually unleashing it was barely a few seconds—perhaps even less.
Naturally, Sabrac had no intention of staying beside Sydonay, waiting patiently for Shirou Emiya to recover and charge again.
The instant he knocked Shirou Emiya away, Sabrac immediately pursued him without pause.
The unleashed Noble Phantasm collided directly with the charging Sabrac.
Knowing escape was impossible, Sabrac hesitated not at all. Terrifying dark-crimson flames burst forth around him, countless swords swirling violently within.
Like Gilgamesh's endless volley of swords crashing into Ea, innumerable blades coated with dark crimson flames surged upward, meeting the pillar of red light head-on.
Two massive forces collided violently between Shirou Emiya and Sabrac, a furious hurricane blasting away everything nearby.
But the swords wielded by Sabrac weren't Noble Phantasms, merely finely-forged ordinary blades. Moreover, he did not possess Gilgamesh's truly infinite supply of weaponry.
He was merely an avatar. Even if he perished, he could resurrect endlessly—losing so many blades was simply not worth it.
Sabrac watched his swords being consumed at a horrifying rate, thinking this bitterly.
Gradually, his energy output slowed, but before the terrible beam could consume his body entirely—
Shirou Emiya suddenly aimed his heavy sword directly downward, unleashing everything he had toward the ground beneath him.
"Aaaaaaaaghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh——!!!!!!"
Sabrac, who had been floating in midair, abruptly fell, screaming in agony.
The devastating red beam pierced through the ground, directly striking the true form of the Crimson Lord known as Sabrac—a massive mud-like being made entirely of dark crimson flames, hidden underground beneath the city, spanning roughly ten kilometers in diameter.
The intense agony forced Sabrac's avatar to howl madly. Within mere seconds, it collapsed into a streak of crimson flames, vanishing completely.
From the start, Shirou Emiya had never intended to obliterate Sabrac's avatar. If his beam had pierced through and directly struck the city, he couldn't imagine how many innocents would have died.
He needed someone to block the beam, and naturally, the charging Sabrac was his ideal choice.
Shirou Emiya didn't know if Sabrac had actually died, but just as the aged voice from earlier had said, his attack had indeed injured its true body.
Simply judging from the avatar's sudden disappearance, Shirou Emiya could tell the damage inflicted must have been severe.
As for continuing his attack, fully destroying the enemy—
I probably don't have enough strength left for that.
A bitter smile involuntarily surfaced on Shirou Emiya's face.
"Ugh—!"
Accompanied by a pained groan from Shirou Emiya, the crimson beam faded away visibly, quickly vanishing into nothingness. The immense presence dissipated like a receding storm.
Shirou Emiya stood in place, swaying unsteadily. With great difficulty, he stabbed his greatsword into the ground, dropping heavily onto one knee, pale-faced and breathing raggedly.
Blood poured endlessly from the wound in his abdomen. In fact, his entire body was drenched in blood; all his skin had already ruptured, and in some places, stark white bone was clearly visible.
This was the price he paid for simultaneously activating two Incursio Armors.
Shirou Emiya's aura weakened drastically, as if he might die at any moment.
Mana completely depleted, Shirou Emiya no longer possessed any ability to continue fighting.
"So…this is the price you pay?"
Sydonay put away his divine spear and instantly appeared before Shirou Emiya like a phantom.
However spectacular, however fierce the previous battle had been—at this moment, Shirou Emiya's wounds were equally horrific and shocking.
"Reiji Maigo!?"
Only then, standing right before Shirou Emiya, did Sydonay notice—the Treasure Tool they had been desperately seeking: Reiji Maigo.
It lay quietly, peacefully, right before Shirou Emiya, emitting a faint blue glow.
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