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"Miss Knight Wang said solemnly to Ritsuka."
Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.
The black mud surged.
Facing a formidable enemy that one absolutely cannot defeat.
The last human master in the world, and a descendant of the True Ancestor.
"Human suffering, despair, malice... this desire that can destroy people always contains endless deception and hypocrisy."
“There are no miracles…”
"There is no hope..."
it's not true.
Fujimaru Ritsuka rejects this viewpoint, and she must also be standing here rejecting it. She believes that meaning still exists in this world, that good and evil are equivalent, and that ideals are called ideals precisely because they are unattainable yet still pursued.
The only thing is to abandon the idea that something for nothing is a free lunch.
Miracles don't happen out of thin air, and ideals don't come easily.
This is precisely what requires constant effort, constantly resisting fate amidst its torrents.
—This is the real miracle.
Facing the splashing mud and surging black waves, the blonde vampire girl confronts the endless torrent of evil.
This endless malice can evaporate a person instantly, and even heroic spirits find it difficult to resist the corrosive effects of this black mud.
"call……"
In the normal course of history, Kiritsugu Emiya would use a Command Spell in the theater to order Artoria to destroy Irisviel's Holy Grail, thus releasing the true "All Evil of This World" and destroying most of Fuyuki City.
To send people into eternal despair while they are enjoying a peaceful sleep.
Sin and evil in this world constantly flow, amplify, and chain, forming a giant vortex.
The Black Grail has gathered all the power accumulated over the past 60 years.
It gathered all of Angra Mainyu's resentment, and the sound of curses rolled endlessly in the vortex.
Gluttony, lust, greed, depression, anger, hypocrisy, jealousy...
"Not enough."
Fujimaru Ritsuka shook his head.
Not enough.
The blonde vampire looked at the other party with a mocking expression. Having witnessed the true evil of humanity, he couldn't stand this degraded black mud, Fujimaru Ritsuka.
"Let me show you my newly acquired power."
Fujimaru Ritsuka snapped her fingers lightly, and a fiery, decadent flame erupted from her fingertips.
"So-called human evil is essentially human love... Only Beasts who truly possess the heart to love others can truly awaken their power."
"I believe that the power of love, even for a [fallen beast], can certainly exert its correct power."
"Utopian dreams come true..."
The azure flames on Fujimaru Ritsuka's body swirled continuously, incinerating and igniting the black mud the moment they touched it.
"The universe of love, the world of fire [SamsaraKama]".
Moro's Noble Phantasm, [Cosmos], transforms the entire world into a universe. It is an invisible fire born of love, a flame capable of burning everything in the world.
As long as love continues, the flames of Moro will never be extinguished.
That's right.
This is one of the two great treasures of the demonic Mara (the other one has the same Chinese name, but its true name is [MaraAvaruddha]).
"perhaps…"
Fujimaru Ritsuka gave a self-deprecating laugh.
This isn't just ordinary flame; it's an actual ability to use Moro's Noble Phantasm, which proves an undeniable and obvious fact...
She might indeed have been corrupted by Kama.
"..."
--This is!
The consciousness of the Holy Grail let out an unprecedented wail.
—Stop! Stop! Stop! Stop! Stop!
The terrifying flames scorched the black mud, like burning and dancing on alcohol, as if countless [Moro] were dancing and burning.
"ended."
As Fujimaru Ritsuka watched all the black mud in the Greater Grail Cave burn away, he then focused the flames, which embodied the concept of the "Universe of Love," onto his fist.
Even if you destroy me, the evil in humanity will never disappear.
[Angola Manuel] roared.
Humans will continue to kill and commit evil! They will endlessly bring despair through foolish means! They will harm others for their own selfish gain!
"you're right."
Fujimaru Ritsuka calmly announced the verdict on the evil.
"But you should say these things to Wan Zhong. I'm too lazy to reason with you."
The scorching, corrupting fist pierced through the hole, which resembled a black sun.
The Fallen Ancestor utterly shattered the manifested evil.
Chapter 252 II: Waver, go to hell!
In winter, Mount Enzo appears unusually gloomy at night, and with an ominous aura emanating from the dark underground, the surrounding atmosphere seems to be coated with a gloomy haze in the eyes of a keen magician.
"call……
King El-Melloi II exhaled a smoke ring, his brow furrowed. His face was filled with worry, yet a strange sense of helplessness welled up inside him.
It wasn't that he was worried about anything going wrong with the Greater Grail; it was just that the person in front of him was far too domineering, giving El-Melloi II a real headache.
Iskandar the Conqueror.
Alexander the Great, renowned as a perfect conqueror and a tyrant with boundless desires, possessed unprecedented ambition.
But this very ambition can sometimes be the most troublesome obstacle.
Now, knowing that the Greater Grail is problematic, he still chooses to be hostile, which greatly troubles El-Melloi II.
At the same time, it also caused a lot of headaches for the young Webber Velvet.
"Hey! You idiot! Why are you fighting this pointless battle?! This is absolutely stupid!"
Weber shouted angrily from his chariot.
"Is there a problem? Since someone is interfering with our Holy Grail War, we should naturally defeat them."
Iskandar responded with a loud laugh in a gruff voice.
"That's not the case at all, you idiot! Shouldn't we be working together to solve the world's crisis at a time like this? If you were a true hero, you would understand this!"
"Save the world? I didn't know you had such a grand ambition, kid! Very good, very good!" Iskandar said to himself, "I understand, then let's defeat all the troublemakers and then go save the world!"
Weber inwardly groaned: This isn't understanding at all! It's clearly about a global crisis!
"……
Although he couldn't stand his younger self, El-Melloi II had to admit that Weber was right.
Iskandar is absolutely insane.
"Strategist with furrowed brows. Isn't this the perfect place for us to settle our differences? As someone who seeks the shadow of dominance, your joy and sorrow are my joy and sorrow as well."
"As the King of Conquerors—"
Iskandar was enveloped in lightning, and his sharp eyes seemed to see through the past and the future.
"At the very least, those who pursue dominance must be satisfied."
The giant red man laughed heartily: "This may be a bit too reckless, but this is my domineering style!"
"……
That's truly the height of willfulness and recklessness.
The Conqueror King always acts arbitrarily based on his interest in his opponents. Artoria once described him as a "red-haired, savage gorilla," a description that now seems quite apt.
"Are you kidding me...?"
El-Melloi II gritted his teeth: "You should understand, why did you have to stop us at a time like this, insisting on fighting me? Fine! Then I'll fight you to the bitter end."
"I desperately want to clash with you, Conqueror King!"
exactly.
If El-Melloi II had any personal desire at this moment, it would certainly be to fight this man with all his might.
"Hahahaha! That's only right! I know, I know very well, that the warrior standing before me now is a warrior who will not be satisfied until he conquers!"
That's it!
So that’s it!
"...Haha, hahahahaha—!"
El-Melloi II's face showed an almost frenzied expression. This man, who rarely showed any emotional fluctuations, was now unable to contain his excitement.
"This is the moment I've been waiting for all along! It has nothing to do with mission, the world, or anything else, just to prove something—just by gazing at you, no matter what, I'm going to fight to the death!"
"That's right, strategist! This is true romance between men!"
What will the outcome be?
Unpredictable.
El-Melloi knew Kongming's power well; the wisdom and Noble Phantasms he inherited from him were the ultimate weapons to deal with the army formation.
Perhaps in individual battles, Kongming's Noble Phantasm is slightly inferior.
But when it comes to large-scale group operations...
As one of the top strategists in the history of the Three Kingdoms, Zhuge Liang's abilities were not limited to strategy.
Rider……
El-Melloi II waved his hand gently, and a raging inferno immediately appeared around the Conqueror King.
"Actually, I've been thinking about something for a long time."
The middle-aged man, who resembled a corporate slave working overtime, spoke in a low voice.
"While wanting to follow you, I'm also thinking about how to defeat you. Honestly, I really don't know how to do it, but..."
If it is [Kongming].
Maybe.
Iskandar stood atop the [Divine Wheel], his muscular blue ox bellowing to the sky, lightning crackling around him. His imposing figure, bathed in moonlight, resembled a war god descending to earth, the sword in his hand seemingly capable of cleaving through any obstacle.
This is what is called "conquest"!
"Very good, strategist."
Iskandar met El-Melloi II's gaze, and as if he understood something, he suddenly opened his arms, and a tremendous force began to gather.
"Is this what you wanted to see? Even that little girl was amazed by it, Yu's ultimate treasure!"
Although it was defeated by Fujimaru Ritsuka's fantasy materialization.
But this cannot deny an obvious fact—
Iskandar's Noble Phantasm is absolutely a top-tier Noble Phantasm.
Its name is…
"【The King's Army】!"
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