Where's the promised harem of Heroic Spirits? Why is it all just me?

A violent magic storm exploded, lifting up a piece of land, and countless nearby large trees were blown down by the aftermath.

Tokiomi Yu raised his head in shock, and saw that the person who was holding him by his clothes was Yurielle, whom he had not seen for a long time.

"Ruler..." As if he had found his backbone, Tokiomi spoke regardless of the air flow pouring into his mouth, "What's going on? What happened to her..."

"She was transformed into the Lesser Holy Grail," said Euryale. "And now, the true Holy Grail is about to descend."

As she finished speaking, thick black magic power dissipated, and a golden, shining cup floated in the air.

As the magic power between heaven and earth suddenly surged, the small holy grail floated into the sky, and the clouds seemed to be torn apart.

With the ground just below the Holy Grail as the center, countless dust and mud flowed into the land as it collapsed, and black muddy water spread out from the ground.

The entire Yuanzang Mountain began to tremble, especially the area directly above Liudong Temple. The ground began to crack, and the charcoal ash that was shaken up was like thick fog.

Altria's eyes widened. She didn't know what was happening, but she saw Kama not far away had raised his hand, as if to block the impact.

The next moment, black mud gushed out from under his feet like a volcanic eruption, and the violent malice corroded the entire air.

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I thought that the beast clone of the Lesser Holy Grail should have turned into a ball of magic and dispersed directly after the arrival of the Greater Holy Grail, just like what happened in the underworld of Uruk before.

In order to stay awake, Bree even deliberately suggested a little bit of pain sharing, wanting to personally experience the feeling of being blown apart by magic.

But just as it transformed into the Holy Grail, the clone that was supposed to return to Gamo Lingji seemed to be locked onto by something and was being pulled around like dust being sucked away by a vacuum cleaner.

When the perspective became clear again, she found herself standing in a pitch-black world.

I've experienced this feeling of my soul being pulled before, and it's very similar to the feeling of having Tiamat pulled deep into my soul.

The difference is that the environment here is very friendly, making her feel that she can accomplish a lot.

Just as Bree was still wondering where this place was, a familiar, hoarse voice came from behind her.

"It seems I should take back what I said. You still found me."

The rotten voice was mocking. Kama turned around and saw the hunched old man.

She raised her eyebrows in disbelief.

Matou Zouken? Why is this guy here?

"I personally participated in the creation of the Holy Grail system, so of course I can tamper with it." The old bug smiled strangely. "After all, I have angered a god, so naturally I must be fully prepared."

"You hid your true form in the Holy Grail?" Kama narrowed his eyes in thought.

"Of course, this is a huge gamble," Matou Zouken said proudly. "When I first started doing this, I suspected it would affect the ritual. I never imagined it would directly lead to a Holy Grail War."

151. The Evil of This World

"Two months ago, someone gave me something interesting." As if feeling he had the initiative, Matou Zouken spoke eloquently, "It was a truly wonderful item. I buried it in the Greater Holy Grail."

The Holy Grail should be underground in Mount Enzo, but for Zouken Matou who can control the insect swarm, it is not difficult to find.

Bree frowned. Two months ago, he had not yet traveled here...it would be better to say that he had just arrived at that time.

"The ruler said she was summoned to ensure the smooth progress of the Holy Grail War, right?" Matou Zouken looked like a chess player. "Is it probably me who caused the Holy Grail War to go wrong?"

He seemed to want to take credit for the Holy Grail War, but unfortunately the real mastermind was right in front of him, and he was certain that Zouken Matou had nothing to do with the Holy Grail War.

However, it is certain that he tampered with the Holy Grail, which is not the case in the original work.

It's no wonder that no matter what changes occurred in the war due to Bree's intervention, he seemed to accept it calmly, because he knew that there would be problems with the Holy Grail, it was just a matter of size.

"No matter how much you mess around, you're clearly not the victor of the Holy Grail War," Kama asked.

"You seem to have turned yourself into the Little Holy Grail. You're a brave fellow, but unfortunately, you're still not as good as me."

As he spoke, Matou Zouken raised one hand, but this time, what crawled out of his body were not insects, but black and sticky tentacles.

"This Holy Grail is cursed. The power of hatred is perfectly compatible with my new treasure, so I merged with it and buried it in the Greater Holy Grail."

"That's..." Bree widened her eyes. The tentacles growing on the old man's body did not look out of place, but the densely packed eyes that suddenly opened on the tentacles made her feel disgusted and familiar.

A demon pillar? Or something like an Outer God?

Type-Moon has many and complicated settings, especially Bree, who has been out of the game for a long time, but the scene in front of him is enough to make people recall the past.

Tentacles extended from Zouken Matou's entire body, and eyes also grew on his body, face, and clothes.

Just like how the old bug had tried to take over Kama's body before, after obtaining the Demon Pillar, he used a sophisticated ritual to take over this thing, turning it into his last trump card and connecting it to the Holy Grail's system.

This should have been a long process. According to Old Bug's calculations, it would take at least two Holy Grail Wars to push the Demon Pillar to adulthood.

But it seemed like God's blessing, or the inevitable aftermath of his actions.

This Holy Grail War has become the Great Holy Grail War.

Double the magic power, it was specially prepared for his seedling.

As long as he devours the entire magic power of the Holy Grail, he can use the power of the Demon Pillar to achieve everything he wants, and he will become a more omnipotent existence than the Holy Grail.

At this time, outside the Holy Grail space, the earth of Yuanzang Mountain cracked layer by layer, and several sticky, huge tentacles wrapped in thick black mud emerged from the earth.

The black mud carried astonishing magic and malice, flowing down the hillside like a mudslide or magma during a volcanic eruption.

At the foot of the mountain, Meili, who was still guarding Kiritsugu, stood up.

"Here it comes." She picked up her cane and pointed it at the sky.

Kiritsugu suddenly felt the air solidify, and the magic circle beneath him lit up with a dazzling light.

Avalon beside him was like a terminal that had received instructions, gathering magic power like a fully charged battery.

A beam of light centered on the scabbard burst out towards the sky like a stream of water filled with pressure.

The beam flew into the sky and exploded like a firework. A barrier like a water curtain spread in the air and extended to all directions.

The barrier was arranged precisely according to the range drawn in advance by Merry, Bree and others.

The black mud and magma on the mountain were still spreading like a landslide. Kiritsugu, lying on the ground, had his mouth stuffed with flower petals. He stared at the black mud spreading towards him.

Until the black mud hit his eyes, it was blocked by a layer of transparent film.

Kiritsugu gasped, looking in disbelief at the towering waves that were big enough to drown him, blocking his view like sand in a fish tank.

"Fortunately, Al's scabbard is here, otherwise, it would not be easy to create a barrier that can block the evil in this world." Behind him, Mary sat up cross-legged.

The staff hovered beside Meli like a guard, becoming the core of the magic circle together with Avalon.

On the barrier that covers the entire mountain, a fairyland can be vaguely seen like a projection, like a mural cast in the sky.

Although she looked calm, Meli's actual condition was terrible. The magical power of the Holy Grail and the evil of this world was too great, and she could not move in order to maintain the barrier.

The rest can only be left to the Master.

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Artoria felt that she was in terrible condition.

She felt as if she had lost all memories. The ruins and traces of fire on the ground before her disappeared. She came back to the hillside at dusk, with corpses piled up at her feet.

Her forehead was throbbing with pain, so she raised her hand and touched her head. The wet and hot touch made her understand immediately.

This is blood.

I returned to Camlann? Did I lose the Holy Grail War?

Her expression became confused and at a loss.

Just then, the sound of metal clashing was heard. Artoria paused, turned around, and saw the fully armed knight.

"Arthur!!!" The knight raised his sword towards Altria.

“…” Altria was silent, and she also raised her sword.

The rebel's face was hidden beneath her helmet, but Altria couldn't help but wonder what expression she must have had.

In fact, she rarely saw Mordred's face, and every time it was at a very extreme moment, when Mordred was either angry or questioning himself.

In contrast, during the Holy Grail War, she had seen Mordred change the most.

The knight had already rushed forward, and the magic sword was aimed at Artoria's head, but was blocked by the holy sword.

"Look around you! These knights should be fighting the invaders and returning home with honor, not sacrificing their lives for your personal feelings!" Mordred roared like a roaring lizard. "You keep saying I'm unworthy, but are you truly worthy?"

"..." If it were in the past, facing the rebels' questions, there would be no need for Artoria to answer.

But when Mordred's figure overlapped with the knight in front of her, she frowned and spoke word by word: "You are not Mordred, she would not speak like that."

These words were like thunder, shattering the figure in front of him.

152. Dig it out

It was like tearing off a mask of disguise, and the world revealed its true face.

The skin of the corpses on the ground melted like running water, shedding their disguise along with Mordred before them.

The fully armed knight in front of her turned into a tentacles covered with eyes, without even limbs. It was hard to imagine what Altria had just blocked with her holy sword.

"Why bother? Saber, isn't being killed like this the relief you're looking for?" The tentacles made a sound like a swarm of bees, which made people feel sick just by listening to it.

"How is this a relief?" Artoria raised her sword. "You are insulting the warriors of Camelot."

"Hehehe..." The tentacle laughed, "Then you should just become my nutrients with regret."

"Kacha!"

At this moment, a cold light flashed in the chaotic world, red lightning jumped out, and the tentacle monster in front of him was torn into pieces in an instant.

The sword light was like a key to open the door, the dark world was cut off, and Altria returned to the real world.

The darkness around her turned into black mud and fell to the ground. Artoria noticed that she was still standing on the top of Mount Enzo.

However, the Ryudo Temple that was destroyed in the fire was nowhere to be seen. Only ankle-deep black mud continued to emerge from the ground.

Standing before him was the real Mordred, without her helmet, her face filled with worry.

"Father? Are you alright?"

She did care about Altria, because the Avalon barrier that was now preventing the black mud from flooding the world was built with her Noble Phantasm as its core.

In other words, once Dai Mao dies, it will be difficult for the barrier to completely withstand the evil of this world, and then endless black mud will wreak havoc.

The old bug doesn't care about the life and death of mortals, and has no interest in controlling the black mud. If he can gain eternal life by letting the black mud spread all over the world, he will focus his attention on it without hesitation.

"Mordred...what's going on?" Artoria was still in a daze. She felt like she had been in a daze all night.

The surrounding environment gave her a complicated impression. In addition to the mud full of hatred on the ground, there was also an inexplicably familiar smell coming from the distance, just like the scabbard she buried in Ellie's body.

She looked up and saw a blue flame floating in the air. It was Kama, who seemed to be observing something.

"It's the Holy Grail. That thing has gone mad." Mordred turned around and said to Artoria.

She noticed that the sticky black mud on the soles of her feet was still trying to climb up her pants.

She took a deep breath, then stepped forward, kicked the black mud into pieces, and then ran to a broken wall covered with black mud.

The mud spots flew far away, and the stench of hatred rose into the air.

"This thing is so dirty!" she complained, covering her nose.

"Crack..."

The sound of footsteps in the mud came from behind. Artoria turned around and saw a blonde girl wearing ancient Chinese costume.

"It seems that there is no need to continue fighting at this point."

Looking at the muddy ground, Lanis said.

At this moment, the black mud on the ground suddenly began to bubble.

The mud suddenly bulged and black tentacles emerged from it, slapping towards several heroes.

Before anyone could move first, the mercury maid beside Lanis swung her arms first, and her silver tentacles lashed out with the black mud, splashing the mud into the air.

"It seems I've been noticed." Lanis waved her hand, and the silver maid beside her melted like ice in an instant.

The black mud was still gushing out, like a hot spring or oil, and the mercury was flooding up like ice poured on fire.

The Kama statue in the sky finally found its target. She leaned down, and the vajra, which was engulfed in flames, smashed down at her feet.

"Crack!"