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boom! ! !

After a brief flight of the Yiwuqi IX Mountain 2, a huge roar followed.

Under the immense power of Wan Di, the great sea monster was flung to the estuary where the river outside Fuyuki City flows into the sea.

Although it was late at night, there were still quite a few people on the shallows.

The massive body crashed into the sea, causing the water to surge and a huge wave to move toward the shore, quickly forming a small tsunami.

This is thanks to Wan Di's throwing technique, which almost completely reduced the weight of the sea monster; otherwise, it would have been enough to cause a small tsunami.

Seeing this, Saber, who had been waiting for a long time, raised her sword and activated the Wind King's Hammer in an instant. Not a single drop of the splashed seawater fell on her and Irisviel.

The other Masters also used their unique abilities to resist all the seawater.

"Hey, hey, hey, with such a big body, ordinary Servants can't handle it."

Iskandar gazed at the enormous monster in the distant sea and couldn't help but exclaim in amazement.

"Hey, do you have a solution?"

He looked at Gilgamesh beside him.

"Of course I have a way, but such filthy things are not worthy of my use of my treasure. They would only defile my treasure. Forget about it, you mongrel."

Gilgamesh snorted coldly and decisively refused.

"Ah...that's really difficult...this size, and regenerative ability..."

As Iskandar spoke, he looked at the great sea monster in the distance. Just now, he had made a probing attack and successfully injured it, but the injury healed in an instant.

Shouldn't this monster be placed in the tokusatsu (special effects) studio next door? What's going on here?

"Don't worry, I never intended for you to solve this. Since I initiated it, it's only right that I deal with the other party."

Wan Di descended from the sky, clapped his hands to remove the dust, and then smiled faintly.

"You have a way? This thing is not to be trifled with. Hmm... with this overflowing magical power, I really doubt whether our Noble Phantasm will actually work on him?"

Iskandar looked at the great sea monster in the distance with some surprise.

While Caster may not be strong in direct combat, once the opponent is prepared, they can be quite formidable.

“Of course I have it. As I said, just give it to me.”

Wan Di snorted coldly, then stood directly in front of everyone and slowly rose into the sky. The red crystal gradually condensed in Wan Di's hand, eventually forming a red crystal spear.

Then, holding the spear in one arm, he declared: "I am... the Spear of Divine Retribution!"

In that instant, a golden mark slowly appeared behind Wan Di. It was the mark of strife. This golden mark slowly moved towards Wan Di's back and finally stopped behind him, like the feathered robe of a god.

"Tsk...that repulsive aura...it's a god..."

Gilgamesh looked at Wan Di with some disgust.

"Gods? How could that be? How could a god-level Servant appear in the Holy Grail War?"

Kenneth, standing to the side, was somewhat surprised and incredulous. Although he knew Wan Di was very strong, no one expected that the opponent would be a god.

In this world, there exists a vast gap between gods and mortals, a gap that cannot be bridged by mere effort.

The Age of Gods was far superior to the present in terms of both magical power and mystery. Compared to the Age of Gods, the present can be described as the "Age of Decline".

Therefore, the concept of gods exists only in theory for most people.

But now, a god has actually participated in the Holy Grail War?

However, Wan Di didn't give everyone time to process the information. He slung his spear over his shoulder as if to throw it: "This world must suffer!"

In an instant, the spear was thrown out at an extremely fast speed!

In just a moment, it pierced through the body of the sea monster.

Then...

boom! ! !

A sharp roar, along with Caster's agonizing screams, echoed throughout the arena.

With a single strike, just one strike, Wan Di defeated the great sea demon empowered by the Three Command Seals!

. . . . . .

Fatezreo: 11: Fatezreo: I personally ended my own dynasty. Saber: ?

Amidst the swirling red dust, all that could be seen in the crimson mist was Wan Di's powerful back.

"Hohoho...that was quite a powerful attack. Is this his Noble Phantasm? How terrifying..."

Iskandar, standing to the side, looked at Wan Di and couldn't help but laugh out loud, a hint of excitement flashing in his eyes at the same time.

Even if I am not the final victor in this Holy Grail War, it will definitely be worthwhile. After all, it is so exhilarating to fight against so many heroes.

"You've got some skills, you miscellaneous cultivator."

Gilgamesh, seated on his throne aboard the celestial vessel, watched Wan Di's performance below and couldn't help but let out a cold snort, offering an unprecedented compliment.

Given Gilgamesh's personality, simply saying "you have some ability" is already an extreme form of recognition for the other person.

After all, this was Gilgamesh in his chuunibyou (middle school syndrome) phase, completely ignorant of his own limitations.

“A powerful warrior... If I can win the battle against Saber later... I will definitely go and challenge him.”

Diarmuid watched this scene with a hint of excitement in his eyes. For him, being able to fight against a strong opponent was a fortunate thing.

"Tsk..."

Unlike Diarmuid's barely concealed excitement, Kenneth's expression was somewhat gloomy. After all, he had initially thought it was just a ceremony held by country folk, but the number of people who had appeared so far had exceeded his expectations.

Gilgamesh, the oldest king of mankind.

Iskandar the Conqueror.

King Arthur, Artoria Pendragon.

The King of the Suspended Edge, or rather, Medemus.

Compared to these individuals, his summoned Lancer Diarmuid, while also a powerful warrior, was noticeably weaker.

In layman's terms, everyone else has top-tier SSRs, while I'm just an SR. How am I supposed to compete?

Excluding the already deceased Assassin and Caster, Kenneth was shocked to discover that his Servant was actually the weakest among this group.

After all, these people's stats are all incredibly impressive.

Especially that Wan Di.

During the battle just now, Wan Di used some of his power, which caused his aura concealment to fail for a brief moment.

Then the Masters present saw Wan Di's impressive stats panel.

Is this really a panel that humans could possess?

As a Berserker, it's one thing that your sanity wasn't affected by Berserk, but damn it, are you sure you didn't use a cheat code on your stats?

Even though Kenneth was very well-mannered, he was already itching to curse.

Who exactly is the opponent's Master? How could they summon a Servant of this caliber...?

Why don't we just stop the Holy Grail War altogether and declare the enemy the winner?

For a moment, Kenneth's expression became somewhat tense, and he gradually revealed a suppressed laugh.

"I must admit, that was a beautiful strike. If I could, I really wouldn't want you to be my opponent."

Saber and Irisviel, who were standing nearby, looked at Wan Di with admiration, and then walked up to him and said.

"Hahaha, you're really strong! I can't wait to fight you. But tonight's farce is over, so I won't stay any longer, hahaha..."

As Iskandar spoke, he reached out and grabbed Webber by the collar, carrying him away amidst Webber's screams of resistance.

If it were someone else, they might have thought that Wan Di had just unleashed a Noble Phantasm and was currently vulnerable, and they would have taken the opportunity to defeat him. Fortunately, the Servants present all had their pride, and none of them would stoop to doing such a despicable thing.

[Congratulations, Master, for successfully defeating the murderer Ryunosuke! Mission complete!]

[Congratulations, master, on successfully defeating Caster and earning points!]

[Current points balance: 460132]

The system's announcement sounded immediately, but Wan Di ignored it and looked at Saber beside him.

"If I don't intervene, given Lancer's personality, he'll probably break his spear and make you take action. In that respect, I'm being a bit too presumptuous."

Wan Di shrugged.

However, Saber shook her head in dissatisfaction: "My injuries were the result of his battle. I was injured by him in a fair duel, so don't say such things. It's an insult to my chivalry."

Saber spoke with a somewhat righteous and stern tone.

"I forgot that you, with your somewhat old-fashioned personality, wouldn't care about these things."

Upon hearing this, Wan Di simply shrugged and said...

"Old-fashioned...?"

A hashtag appeared on Artoria's forehead, clearly indicating that she was somewhat angry.

"That's too much! How can you say my Saber is old-fashioned! She's clearly someone who takes everything seriously. That's called being responsible, not old-fashioned!"

Irisviel, standing to the side, couldn't help but protest as well.

"Huh? What's the difference between +. noon? Leek III... Being serious and meticulous in everything you do means you don't know how to be flexible, so isn't that still being rigid?"

Wan Di curled his lip and said indifferently.

Even Aglaia, a demigod whose humanity was gradually replaced by divinity, still possessed the ability to adapt.

"Forget it, I don't need to fight someone in their full power; it goes against my code of chivalry..."

Feeling inexplicably angry, Artoria wanted to take action, but after thinking about it, she decided against it.

"Ah, it's really nothing. It was just using a Noble Phantasm. It's not much of a drain on me. It's more like a warm-up. If you want to fight, I'm happy to oblige."

Wan Di, standing to the side, still seemed rather oblivious to the romantic sentiment.

"Lord Wan Di! No girl will like someone with your personality!"