You are very strong, but my painting style is better than yours!

Sure enough, after a few barely exchanging blows, the flood of magic suppressed the Son of the Sun, and a sudden burst of arm strength sent him flying once again.

However, just as if it had been planned, King Arthur, who had been waiting on the sidelines, regrouped and charged back in.

After being knocked down, her armor was badly damaged, and there was a lot of exposed skin on her arms, thighs, and under her breasts. Her sickly white skin made her look like a ghost, and paired with her beautiful yet dignified face, she looked like a goddess from the underworld, making people afraid to look directly at her.

She also passed the curse judgment of Yamata no Orochi. As the king chosen by the Holy Lance, the [Blessing of the End] makes her extremely resistant to abnormal mental states.

call!

Emma Ramree easily dodged the snake's bite, soared into the sky, and then swooped down. The spiraling magic created a storm. Although it was not a Noble Phantasm release, it was a maximum release of magic power, and its power was no less than some anti-military Noble Phantasms.

Such a powerful attack was tightly bound to the gun during its descent, giving the Holy Lance a scarlet magical glow!

"Don't you understand me?"

Ibuki-dōji flew into a rage: "You can only get your turn after I've dealt with him!"

With a thought, the snake head beneath her feet emitted a brilliant light from its pupils, causing the surrounding air to thicken and releasing a large amount of water essence, which then condensed onto the divine sword.

"Let the waves rise!"

The tangible water, empowered by divine force, gained the power to crush everything. It surged upwards and collided head-on with the dark Knight King. The wind pressure and water flow intertwined and eroded each other, quickly transforming into a spiraling tornado.

"what!"

Ibuki-doji suddenly exerted his power, and the magical output far exceeded that of an ordinary spirit origin, propelling the tornado, which resembled thousands of blades, towards Rider, knocking him down from the sky, and successfully dispelling King Arthur's riding state.

Rider remained fearless in the face of danger. Clad in iron armor, she adjusted her posture in mid-air, preparing to unleash her magic once more to fight off Ibuki-dōji's pursuit.

At the same time, the snake's head opened its mouth wide, and a strong wind pressure blew in from all directions. The deep snake mouth became a bottomless abyss, and the huge suction force made the rider fly over involuntarily.

This made her expression change abruptly:

Without a mount, she would have difficulty facing the combined attack of Ibuki-dōji and Orochi at the same time. Even if she tried to escape the vortex of wind pressure, she would definitely be stopped by Ibuki-dōji!

But if she enters the snake's belly... I don't know how long her armor can last. Although she has the Greater Grail to supply magic, her Noble Phantasm can't be activated just like that.

Boom!

At this critical moment, the raging crimson lightning, full of arrogance and rebellion, swept through the sky, destroying everything in its path. The dazzling torrent of lightning struck the serpent's jaw, and amidst countless intense flashes of lightning, its jade-like scales shattered, causing the serpent to turn its head away in pain.

hum!

A black and red wind swept across, and Rider took the opportunity to escape the giant snake's devouring attack, successfully tracing an arc as he landed on the ground.

After regaining her footing, she looked up in surprise at the heavy figure encased in steel in front of her.

"Maud..."

"whispering sound!"

Red Saber glanced back, gave a cold snort of extreme displeasure, and then turned her head back.

"It missed!"

Black Rider paused for a moment, then a barely perceptible smile appeared on his lips.

"You unfilial son, you are far from being qualified to inherit the throne!"

"..."

The tall and voluptuous Knight King, wielding the Holy Lance, chose to stand on the same side as Mordred for the first time, but a rather subtle distance still remained between them.

"You're really persistent... I'll admit you're tenacious enough to stick around like that."

When Ibuki discovered that Rider was not seriously injured and Karna had returned to the battlefield, she couldn't help but grin, her mood souring.

To change this situation, she removed a string of ornaments from her neck, a pendant carved from jade and shaped like half a yin-yang symbol, known as "magatama" in the Far East.

The image of the magatama has been imbued with divine significance since ancient times, and they can be seen in many large-scale ceremonies. The magatama necklace that Ibuki is wearing is not just a simple decoration.

"Grow up, grow up, let's play children's games and dance together!"

She tore off the necklace and threw it down casually. The magatama flying in the air then lit up with a hazy divine light, and then changed shape, gradually revealing various strange appearances.

Some were petite, like children, and wore only a bellyband;

Some have heads and bodies with two horns, long forked tongues, and their entire bodies are covered with scales.

Some have the upper body of a young girl and the lower body of a snake tail;

—They were all radiating magical energy comparable to that of a first-rate Servant!

They burst into joyful laughter, some bare-handed and some armed, and transformed into streaks of light as they rushed towards Karna and the others.

"This is?!"

This bizarre spell caught everyone off guard, but the heroes who participated in the battle were well-informed and experienced. Although such an ability, similar to scattering beans to create soldiers, was rare, it was still within their acceptable range.

The group perked up and charged forward, only to find that their opponent's martial arts skills were quite excellent, and he became entangled with the heroes who were in poor condition.

Karna was relatively more relaxed, so he received extra attention. The person who approached him was none other than the son of a dragon god with a human body and a snake tail!

—That's right, the figures that these magatama transform into are also Ibuki-dōji, but in various forms such as his youth, demon form, and divine form.

Before becoming "Shuten-dōji", she lived in the mountains for a considerable period of time, experiencing the trials of time and countless changes, which resulted in these different versions of herself. These were originally part of her spiritual origin, together forming the "Ibuki-dōji" of today.

Now, with the help of her "father," she has manifested her independence to restrain other heroes.

Logically speaking, this ability should consume a lot of magic power, which would be equivalent to weakening Ibuki-dōji himself.

But Ibuki didn't care; as long as she had the divine sword in her hand, there was nothing to fear!

call out!

The centaur sage's arrow arrived even before the wind could blow, and Ibuki didn't even bother to dodge. As the arrow flew towards her, a layer of translucent water rippled, and the arrow seemed to break. It should have hit Ibuki's head directly, but it flew past her a few centimeters away, only stirring a few strands of her hair.

Ibuki glanced indifferently in the direction the arrow had come from, without even intending to retaliate.

Her eyes were fixed on Iori in the distance. When they were surrounded earlier, this man did not make a move. Ibuki did not know why, but she could vaguely guess that he was looking for her weakness.

Recalling the invisible sword energy that severed her arm and leg, even someone as strong as Ibuki couldn't help but feel a chill run down her spine:

Perhaps because the opponent was wielding the Kusanagi sword, her strong body was unable to withstand its sharpness in the slightest, and even the serpent's head was severed...

Of course, considering the legend of the Kusanagi Sword, this is not surprising, since it was originally a sword born from the body of the Yamata no Orochi, which is the most essential part of this calamity.

This is roughly equivalent to using a dragon's tooth to pierce a dragon's scales.

It's tricky, but as long as you don't get hit, it'll be fine!

Ibuki was very confident about this. Her stats far surpassed her opponent's, and she had more tricks up her sleeve. As long as she kept an eye on "Martial Venerable's" movements and didn't give him the same opportunities as before, she would be fine.

"Ok?"

Three kilometers away, the magical light in Chiron's eyes gradually faded, and his brows furrowed.

However, after only a moment, the light in his eyes shone brightly again, and he drew his Greek bow to a full moon. With a little effort, he shot out a powerful arrow.

call out!

Still no hit.

Ibuki didn't even bother to look at her this time. She was just an archer. Even the Son of the Sun God and the King of the Wild Hunt could only barely hold their own against her. This guy who could only shoot arrows was no threat at all.

Her only concern was when Iori would make his move so she could respond immediately.

However, Chiron's third shot followed, seemingly unwilling to give up and unable to accept defeat.

呲!

Flesh ripped open, blood spurted out, and a sharp pain assaulted Ibuki's brain!

The third arrow grazed the side of her neck, just a hair's breadth away from piercing her throat!

"impossible!"

Ibuki's eyes widened in fury, but before the hot blood could even hit the ground, the air trembled slightly, and a figure appeared without warning, a chilling sword flashing as it struck between her brows—

bass!

Clang!

A sword aura pierced through the space between their brows, and two ancient swords, similar in style but vastly different in size, clashed together.

"asshole!"

With his face covered in blood, Ibuki-dōji bared his sharp white teeth, feeling a piercing pain that went straight to his brain, wishing he could bite off pieces of flesh from Iori's body.

"How dare you use my sword against me!"

"You are too arrogant, Ibuki."

The boy wore a calm and confident smile. Although he was outmatched by Ibuki in terms of strength, he took the initiative and didn't give Ibuki a chance to unleash her power. A series of rapid attacks left her flustered.

This is different from Karna's or King Arthur's spear. Ibuki can withstand it with magic and physical strength, but being hit by Ama no Kusanagi... can really kill a person!

“This sword never belonged to you. It was conceived in the bones of a dragon and born through my hands. It is destined to be a divine sword that wards off evil and demons!”

Clang!

"Shameless talk!"

Ibuki naturally believed that this was the story of "Musō and the Kusanagi sword," and naming the sword could be seen as bringing it into existence in a sense.

However, Iori was actually referring to the sword itself, a dragon-slaying blade forged from otherworldly materials. Because Iori was given the true name "Susanoo" by the art style value, it was automatically matched with the Ame-no-Murakumo sword from Type-Moon.

However... Iori was deeply involved in the forging process of this sword. Although he had never seen Type-Moon's "Martial God" in his previous life, he was very impressed by "Strong Beauty Ibuki Doji" in FGO.

So, the design of this sword... is not just a coincidence!

It can only be said that fate has its own design. Given that the name and appearance are both suitable, Iori, the wielder, became "Susanoo". So even if this sword were placed in front of Orochi himself, he probably wouldn't question it.

Not to mention Ibuki—

"This is the power of the 'Father,' as flesh and blood as I am; now it's time to return it to me!"

Clang!

There were no sparks flying, only dissipating water vapor, separating the two from their cold gazes.

call out!

The arrows came again. Ibuki didn't dare to be careless and quickly dodged, but in doing so, he lost the balance he had managed to gain earlier and was attacked by Iori again, leaving a hideous wound on his arm.

In his shock and anger, Ibuki suddenly realized:

The aura of the "Martial Venerable" in front of them was growing strangely. Not to mention compared with the last time they met on the river, even compared with a few minutes ago, it seemed to be much stronger!

But besides severing the snake's head and one of his own arms and legs, he didn't do anything else, and he didn't seem to unleash any Noble Phantasms either...

Did the Master use a Command Seal?

call out!

"Ugh, damn it!"

Enraged by the arrow that slashed his cheek, Ibuki, with her incredibly flexible body, suddenly unleashed her power in an unbelievable pose, severing Iori at the waist with an absolutely bizarre move—

call!

The longsword passed right through her body, but did not harm Iori in the slightest.

On the contrary, Iori's subsequent counterattack successfully suppressed Ibuki, who couldn't straighten her back!

Damn it! If it weren't for that damned archer!

Her divine sword possesses a built-in "water god's barrier," which can conceal the blade with water mist, though she has no need for it. On the other hand, expanding the barrier allows it to envelop her entire body, causing light and shadow to be refracted, much like the surface of water.

In close combat, it's hard to fool a skilled warrior; it can only create a slight intelligence advantage at the beginning. But for ranged attacks, it's an excellent skill comparable to "Arrow Protection"!

However, she did not expect that the Greek sage would see through the essence of the barrier at a glance and determine the deflection rate of light and shadow with just three arrows!

Damn it... I shouldn't have underestimated him just because he was weaker!

—Ibuki gritted her teeth and unleashed her [Mountain and River Arm Strength], sending Iori flying despite being at a significant disadvantage in her power exertion stance.

Then she realized a truth about team battles—

"Kill the archer first!"

But Iori wouldn't let her have her way. With a quick step and a slash, Ibuki's plan to kill Chiron was aborted before she could even take a step.

"Alright, let's see who survives to the end and gets to possess this divine sword!"

"Innocent……"

Clang!