At Suiqun Yuan Academy, two heroic spirits clashed fiercely, their battle becoming more intense.
The speed of the two combatants increased exponentially, their chains and dual swords intertwining in a chaotic dance. The intense metallic friction produced a deafening clang, as countless sparks flew through the air, resembling the most splendid auroras under the night sky!
"Clang!"
After numerous exchanges, one of the projection Noble Phantasms, Gan Jiang and Mo Ye, shattered.
In truth, it was not a true 'Noble Phantasm' but a counterfeit crafted by an archer's magic.
The white-haired woman's composure faltered; surprise flickered across her face as she was pushed back, her arms forced wide open.
Medusa's gaze sharpened, her chains tightening in her grasp as she clutched the hilt of her sword.
—A prime opportunity!
"Whoosh…!!"
She leaned forward and charged, erupting into action. Her long purple hair flowed like a cascading waterfall in the wind as she surged forward, the glinting blade aimed to pierce the white-haired woman's chest.
This was the moment when the white-haired heroic spirit had exhausted her old strength but had not yet regained her new power.
The situation was dire.
"No!"
In a realm of snow, Yukino Yukinoshita clutched her chest, her heart racing as if it might leap from her chest.
Could it be that her future self was destined to die here?
No… that's not right…
The PV plot still involved a confrontation of wills with herself; she would never perish here!
Even so, the girl remained transfixed, her eyes glued to the screen.
Sometimes, despite knowing the outcome, one's heart could still rise to their throat.
On one side of the rooftop, Luo Shu's expression grew serious as he gripped a handful of multicolored gems, ready to throw them. Under the terrifying power of A-rank magic, even the Servants had to keep their distance.
As a heir of one of the Three Great Families, his power surpassed that of ordinary magicians.
If he could join the fray alongside the Archer Servant, they could certainly drive Medusa back.
He had been observing whether Rider's Master was hiding somewhere in the academy.
If he could execute a decapitation strike and eliminate Rider's Master, then Medusa, as a formidable foe, would also withdraw, rather than escape under a command spell.
However, based on the current situation, it seemed Rider's Master was more of a coward, unwilling to confront them directly.
Ha~
What a cowardly Master.
Luo Shu chuckled softly.
Yet, it seemed his Servant was in mortal danger; while he was eager to ascertain her abilities, he decided to lend support instead.
Now… hmm?
He raised an eyebrow, intrigued by the changes unfolding below.
The white-haired woman began to chant, "Trace on."
Then, as magic surged to her palms, accompanied by crackling blue arcs of electricity, she managed to conjure two brand new Gan Jiang and Mo Ye
Medusa's pupils constricted in alarm, sensing impending doom, but it was already too late.
"Clang! Clang, clang!!"
Gan Jiang and Mo Ye sent the chains flying, their crisp sounds ringing out amidst the flying sparks, as the blades suddenly slashed toward her exposed neck.
As Medusa attempted to retreat, a gust of wind rushed from behind her.
Several beautiful gems sparkled under the moonlight before suddenly shattering, unleashing deafening explosions. Fiery blasts surged upward, engulfing her sleek back in scorching waves!
There was no escape now…
Medusa let out a muffled groan, forced to face the razor-sharp Ganjiang and Mo Ye.
This strike sealed all her avenues of retreat—there was no avoiding it!
"Psshh!"
In an instant, a burst of blood sprayed forth, falling to the ground like a cluster of exquisite red coral.
The purple-haired woman gasped for breath, retreating to a distant rooftop with heightened agility, her right hand pressing against her bloodied shoulder, her breath weakening.
I can't…
I can't hide my Noble Phantasm any longer…
Medusa understood that engaging in close combat while injured was akin to a slow death.
"Whoosh!"
The white-haired woman swiftly pursued her, leaping onto the rooftop in an instant.
The fierce wind howled, and the air surged with unprecedented intensity.
Medusa's eyes narrowed as drops of blood fell from her shoulder, glowing with a blinding white light, ancient and holy, mixed with an aura of desolation.
It was as if an ancient being were about to descend once more, as divine artifacts were reborn.
The phantom of a white Pegasus gradually solidified, emitting a low, rumbling cry.
The white-haired woman's expression grew grave, and she retreated slightly, bracing herself as Medusa chanted words that seemed to invoke the true name of her Noble Phantasm.
Medusa shouted resolutely, "Rider's… (Bellerophon)!"
The white-haired woman furrowed her brows tightly, declaring, "I am the bone of my Sword, Steel is my body and Fire is my Blood!"
The desolate realm of swords seemed poised to unfold, as their hearts began to invade reality.
This would be the prologue to the Holy Grail War, an unprecedented clash of Noble Phantasms!!
Under the might of ancient heroic spirits, it felt as if the very heavens and earth were shaken!
All around the world, people's blood surged with excitement, eagerly gazing upward.
"It's igniting! My whole body is getting goosebumps!"
"Is the Noble Phantasm clash about to begin? Is the big one coming?!"
"That's… a phantom steed that cannot exist in this world!"
"Art is an explosion! Blow up Suiqun Yuan Academy for me!!"
"The first battle is also the final showdown. Isn't this thrilling?"
"I hope the Archer wins; I like the white-haired big sister!"
"Medusa is clearly more beautiful! It's a pity her Master is that scum, Matou Shinji"
"Archer will definitely win! Projection magic is invincible!"
"Pierce her with your Unlimited Blade Works!"
…
In the shadows of Tokyo, the powerful yokai Yuhiko squinted her eyes, lightly fanning herself.
"Is it about to start? Let me see if the glory of your noble spirits, sung by humanity, can match that of Seimei!"
…
In the Bone-Eating Well, in the world of the Warring States.
Sesshomaru seemed to sense something, casting a cold glance at the clear blue sky.
It felt as if something terrifying was about to emerge from a distant world.
…
In the sealing grounds of the exorcist family, the powerful yokai Tsuchigumo gazed eagerly at the outside world.
"Strong beings…"
"So many strong beings…"
"If I could compete with them, it would be exciting!"
…
However, the fiery BGM suddenly fell silent, the atmosphere turning somber.
Everyone was momentarily dazed, watching as the camera panned to another direction.
["Step…"]
[From a distance, the faint sound of footsteps crunching on gravel echoed from the teaching building.]
The two facing each other felt a jolt of surprise, abruptly retracting their swirling magic power, even the divine light of their Noble Phantasms dimming as they turned toward the source of the sound.
["Who goes there?! ×2"]
At the moment of inquiry, a figure with long purple hair dashed past under the moonlight.
The white-haired woman made no attempt to stop her, calmly observing the direction of the sound.
Those lurking in the shadows seemed too panicked, running away without looking back.
The atmosphere fell quiet once more as a youth clad in white and azure descended from the top floor.
Luo Shu approached, patting his Servant's shoulder with a playful smile. "I thought you'd end up being easily eliminated by Rider like a third-rate Servant. I didn't expect you to hold your own."
The white-haired woman brushed his hand away, replying coolly, "You're underestimating me, Master."
"What was that you used earlier? Projection magic?"
Luo Shu rested his thumb against his chin, half-jokingly saying, "I remember there's a female magician at Suiqun Yuan Academy who is skilled at that. You wouldn't happen to be her ancestor, would you?"
"Impossible~"
The white-haired woman's expression stiffened for a moment before she chuckled nonchalantly. "I don't recall having any descendants. Thanks to that person, not only did I avoid a troublesome battle, but I also didn't have to expose my information."
Luo Shu raised an eyebrow. "Well, we should thank her then. Why not go and check it out?"
The white-haired woman shook her head. "She's probably already been silenced by Rider."
"It doesn't matter; perhaps we can salvage something," Luo Shu mused thoughtfully.
As their conversation flowed harmoniously, their figures gradually faded into the distance.
At this moment, countless people around the world stared wide-eyed, frustrated, and pounding their chests in dismay.
What?! My Noble Phantasm clash just ended like that?
What happens next?
At least finish the battle before leaving!
This is so infuriating.!
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