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Chapter 152: Grit your teeth, you beasts! (4K)

"No! The Greater Grail belongs to us. I'd rather destroy it than let someone else take it from me!"

"Did someone else beat us to it again?"

Enraged by this sight, the Eagle-Winged Witch raised her hand and summoned her staff again. Pointing at the golden pillar of light, she gave an order to the evil dragon.

"Kill them! Devour all the thieves who tried to steal the gold, Ladon!"

"hold head high!!!"

The evil dragon unleashed powerful magic, its sound waves creating translucent ripples in the air, repelling any Servants who fought it like walls of steel. Its massive body, composed of machinery and rock, also began to move amidst the constantly spewing steam.

Enraged, the Eagle Witch no longer considered the consequences. Since she had no desire to place her hopes on the Holy Grail and was not afraid of death as a Servant, she didn't care if she could wipe out the annoying guys who were getting in her way.

"Stop! Circe!" Medea hadn't expected Circe to be so radical, but upon reflection, her aunt was indeed the kind of person with an extreme personality... She began to regret having chosen to cooperate with her.

"It's alright, who do you think I am? I'll control the scale and won't touch the Greater Grail!" The Eagle-Winged Witch ignored Medea's advice and manipulated Ladon to stretch her body to the limit, unleashing all the enormous magical power within her.

At this moment, it was not just "a hundred heads" that powerful magic cannons, comparable to anti-army Noble Phantasms, shot out from all parts of Ladon's body. The Garden, Chaldea, the Red Faction Servants, the Platform—all the opposing forces were targeted!

In Circe's view, Iori, who seriously injured her, undoubtedly deserved to die, but the Master and other Servants of Chaldea were no good either. If there were no checks and balances from the Garden and the Servants, how could anyone have taken advantage of the situation?

"Senior, be careful!"

Mashu stepped forward skillfully and decisively: "[The Ideal City That Is Now Far Away]!"

"Boss! [The Small World Surrounding the Sky]!"

"My Lord is here!"

The City of Chalk appeared in holy light, protecting the Chaldea Master's flesh and blood body. The other Servants also dared not be careless and unleashed their Noble Phantasms.

Amidst this chaos, the platform remained unguarded. Destructive shockwaves pounded against the towering platform, instantly pulverizing the hard rock into countless dust particles that obscured everything...

"The Greater Grail!" Amakusa, who was in the garden, saw this scene through magic and immediately became nervous.

"No, this is..."

As the dust settled, the Greater Grail was not destroyed as expected, nor was it damaged in the slightest.

Half of the platform was shattered, but the destructive power stopped in front of the Greater Grail, as if an invisible wall had blocked it, leaving only a smooth cut.

"The 81st Way of Binding: Cutting the Void."

A figure appeared in the radiance of the Holy Grail, calmly walked to the edge of the cut and drew his longsword, but after thinking for a moment, he sheathed the sword, seemingly intending to face the evil dragon empty-handed.

"berserker!"

Circe's eyes widened, and her excitement made the divine patterns on her wings shine.

"Go! Ladon!"

"Ho ho ho ho!!!"

The hundred heads, waving in the radiance, resembled demons indulging in a frenzied feast. A bluish-white flash shone from Ladon's eyes, and those one hundred pairs of pupils were now like stars, revealing everything.

heavy!

It was incredibly heavy!

One pressure after another descended upon Iori, instantly stealing his body temperature and leaving him feeling as if he had fallen into an ice cave, unable to move his entire body.

It is said that humans' fear of certain sounds and objects is ingrained in their genes. For example, the hissing sound of a snake exhaling, and the vertical pupils of inorganic matter, will make people involuntarily tense when they hear or make eye contact with them.

This is the instinct of primates to seek advantage and avoid harm, and this instinct is reflected in mythology as the superpowers of dragons, snakes and monsters. Medusa, who can turn people to stone, is a typical example.

Ladon is undoubtedly one of the top evil dragons. No one can hide themselves under its gaze, and even Servants will be intimidated.

And when this binding force is stacked a hundred times, it becomes a powerful curse comparable to the Petrifying Demon Eye!

"Roar!"

A dragon's head lunged forward, its slender neck making it look more like a giant snake. It opened its man-eating maw and swallowed Iori whole!

boom--

Pebbles flew everywhere, and Iori could no longer be seen from the spot.

"Success?" Circe frowned, instinctively feeling that it wasn't that simple.

Sure enough, the dragon head that had "swallowed" Iori could not close up no matter what it did. It could only shake wildly and even bump into the head next to it, as if something was stuck in its way.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out that Iori was right between the upper and lower rows of sharp teeth. He didn't use any weapons, but instead raised his hands and used only his physical strength to pry them open!

"what!"

With one punch, the air rippled like a viscous liquid, and the powerful force broke Ladon's fangs, penetrating straight to the bone marrow and shattering the skull along with it!

Amidst the mournful cry of the evil dragon, Iori lightly leaped out, casually kicking away the head of another dragon that was chasing after her.

hum!

后！

hold head high!

Scorching beams of light, sharp fangs, and invisible sound waves—the hundred-headed evil dragon relentlessly attacked Iori, while the black-haired boy remained calm and composed, maneuvering among the dragon heads, each large enough to swallow a car whole. Every strike he made resulted in the sound of bones breaking and tendons snapping within Ladon's body.

A moment later, Karna and the other Servants had readjusted their formation, but they were still unsure of the enemy's situation and did not rush to help. Instead, they watched in amazement as Iori managed to entangle with the evil dragon using only physical skills.

"Ok?"

Realizing that the Servants had regained their fighting strength, Iori easily shook off the pursuit of the three dragon heads, leaped backward, and landed steadily on the platform with a graceful trajectory.

He doesn't give the impression of being in a fight; rather, he seems to be in a state of fitness training or physical testing, as if he's exploring how far he can go.

The boy's feet trod on the hard earth and rocks, and a strong heart pounded in his chest as his hot blood flowed through his body...

Instead of immediately launching a second attack on the evil dragon, he closed his eyes and focused intently on the present moment... noting down the most subtle reactions of his body and deeply experiencing every change...

He opened his eyes and raised his hand in surprise. The loose sleeve of his shihachi suit slipped down, revealing a section of his forearm. On his well-proportioned and beautiful body, there was a wound flowing with bright red liquid!

It was about four or five centimeters long, only damaging the skin and flesh, without affecting arteries, nerves, or bones. Even for an ordinary person, it wouldn't be considered a serious injury, let alone for a "Grim Reaper" like Iori.

However, at this moment, Iori showed an expression that was both incredible and novel, as well as satisfied and even a little joyful.

Of course, he wasn't a masochist; he didn't have that weird fetish of feeling excited when he was injured and bleeding.

He behaved this way because he was experiencing "pain".

This wasn't something worth mentioning. Although Servants and Shinigami are both spirits, they also possess all the characteristics of "life." Their bodies can have desires, and naturally, they can also feel pain.

However, there are still differences... Iori couldn't quite put her finger on it, but the feel of a spirit body and a flesh body was definitely different.

On this point, Iori can now give an absolutely credible answer—

Because what he felt was undoubtedly the pain of flesh and blood, the pain of a "living person"!

The impression was so vivid that Iori couldn't help but smile.

"Ha... You're bleeding... Is this what it feels like to be 'alive'? Not bad at all."

This excitement was hard to describe. The thrill and fighting spirit intertwined and surged in Iori's heart, making every pore on his body open up, his bones crack and pop, and every muscle feel like a fully wound-up spring, ready to unleash tremendous power at any moment!

—It seems that this newly acquired body, like Iori, is eager to learn everything about itself!

Fortunately, there's no shortage of practice subjects here:

"Are you ready? Grit your teeth, you beast!"

Iori stood on the platform. Although he was not as tall as the evil dragon's hundred heads, anyone who saw him would think that he was looking down at everything.

"Roar!!!"

Perhaps because he was looked down upon, the evil dragon left only thirty heads to monitor Chaldea and the Red Faction Servants, twenty to fight against the Garden in the Sky, and the remaining half opened their eyes wide to take in the arrogant figure of the boy.

hum! ! !

The heavy restraints descended upon Iori once more. This time, Ladon did not attempt to devour Iori. Instead, it opened its mouth and spewed out intense flames. The flames, now connected, transformed into a sea of ​​fire that descended and completely engulfed the boy's figure...

Zheng!

The cold, damp wind sliced ​​through the sea of ​​fire like sharp swords, and Iori reappeared unharmed before the evil dragon Ladon.

The hand grips the cold hilt of the sword, and abundant moisture ripples on the scabbard. As the sword is drawn, it quickly transforms into a thin wave that covers the blade.

He swung his sword, and an extremely thin silver thread swept through the air—

Without any warning, a dragon's head fell down!

"Roar!!!"

The evil dragon Ladon was even more furious. It showed no fear. As a summoned fantasy creature, its only goal was to obey the summoner's orders and devour all the enemies here.

But this time it really kicked a hornet's nest:

Zheng!

Zheng!

Zheng!

Iori's body kept appearing in mid-air, approaching the dragon's head like a ghost, and then cleanly and neatly severing it.

By the time Ladon's attention was focused and the other dragon heads tried to come to its aid, Iori had already used Shunpo to move to another location to continue attacking it.

He never stopped moving forward. The evil dragon used his "hundred heads" to observe the movements of all enemies, not missing any detail, so no one could hide in front of him.

So Iori used advanced Shunpo techniques to move frequently and densely in a short period of time to counter the "Hundred Heads" with amazing observational skills!

It was clear that Iori had the upper hand, and by manipulating Hyakushou, he gave Ladon a huge home advantage. However, in order to achieve this, he often found it difficult to coordinate when faced with complex situations because his thoughts were too chaotic.

Every time Iori appears, he breaks its bones or even cuts off a dragon's head, enraging Ladon. But Ladon is often too late to stop him and is sometimes even killed in retaliation...

In the short time it takes to drink a cup of tea, the evil dragon Ladon, which had previously left many Servants in awe and perfectly blocked great heroes like Karna and Achilles, had already had twenty or thirty dragon heads cut off!

Even if nothing is done, as time goes on, the battle between Iori and Ladon will end with the defeat of the evil dragon... not to mention the red side's servants are also watching from the sidelines.

Once the Son of the Sun or the fastest hero joins the battle, Ladon's defeat will be accelerated!

Of course, from God's perspective, this is undoubtedly an overreaction.

Iori and his Master have been up to something inside the Greater Grail, causing such a commotion that Ritsuka has realized he's been tricked... The current Chaldea and the Red Team Servants are far from being "friendly forces."

Just as Ladon, or rather Circe, was worried about Chaldea's entry, Iori was also concerned about interference from other Servants!

Therefore, a swift victory is necessary. The newly acquired physical body unleashes a powerful force that is disproportionate to the young man's physique. The divine sword in his hand is the nemesis of dragons and snakes. Every time the sword pressure, rich in moisture, falls, blood will inevitably splatter out!

No, I can't just sit here and wait to die—Circe took a deep breath and made up his mind.

"The only way now is to unleash everything you have, and roar at the world, you evil dragon standing at the end of twilight!"

"Ho ho ho ho!!!"

Composed entirely of steel and earth, plated with gold and adorned with steam, it resembled an evil dragon from a post-apocalyptic wasteland raising its body.

With two loud "bangs," the chest armor automatically popped open, revealing a vast and mysterious void, as deep and mysterious as the starry sky, with countless points of light flickering within.

As a super fantasy species valued by the God King and the Queen, its strength is not only in "never resting". It is an evil dragon living at the end of the world. Its body is connected to a conceptual "starry sky". Its enormous mass can crush everything. Once it overflows from the evil dragon's body, it can completely destroy everything around it - even space!

However, doing so would crush even the evil dragon itself into dust, and its soul would return to the inner sea of ​​the star until it is summoned again... This is a trump card that would result in mutual destruction, and it should not be used unless absolutely necessary.

But clearly, Circe believed that now was the time to act!

"Your name is Ladon, the one who devours everything!"

The endless void, where the galaxy merged with darkness, expanded continuously from the cracked breastplate. Its immense attraction, like a giant black hole, distorted the surrounding space, drawing all matter inward.

But at that very moment, dazzling lightning erupted from Iori's body, and a huge phantom materialized under the infusion of massive magical power.

That was a giant wearing armor, with a face that vaguely resembled Iori's, and a height of over a hundred meters!

Such immense magical power and oppressive aura are miracles that can only be created by connecting to the Greater Grail!

"Real Name Liberation:"

"My name is Susanoo! I am the hero who slays dragons and serpents!"

Fixed a minor plot bug in Chaldea

I really have to thank my readers; I almost became a "cloud author" (someone who publishes online but doesn't actually write anything)...

Previously, I set up Gudako and Mash in this normal timeline as having already finished the first part of the Temple of Time and were currently going through the subspecies singularity.