Earth Princess? No, it's Fujimaru Ritsuka!

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"Eh~~!"

Let me eat it! Let me eat it!

"What on earth are you talking about?"

Subconsciously, Fujimaru Ritsuka even spoke in the Kansai dialect.

I'm so hungry, so hungry~~ I want to eat, please give me some!

The black, viscous liquid, with a sour smell, dripped from the black walls of the corridor, making a dripping sound as it fell to the ground, and then, with a hissing sound of corrosion, completely vaporized.

[To be born, eat, evolve, hunt, hunt, hunt!]

An oppressive feeling swept over Fujimaru Ritsuka at this moment, and began to spread throughout the entire vein corridor. She seemed to understand why Fujimaru Ritsuka had been separated: the monster in front of her wanted to devour her flesh and blood and turn it into part of its nourishment.

"We cannot allow such a monster to be born."

Fujimaru Ritsuka was certain that if such a monster were to be born into this world, everything would be over.

Whether it's a singularity or the entire history of humankind.

A monster that devours everything and feeds on everything will inevitably engulf the entire planet.

Then destroy everything.

[Delicious. Delicious. Delicious. Delicious. Delicious.]

I want to eat you.

【Look how delicious the emu looks!】

The monster once again made no attempt to conceal this simple yet greedy thought, eagerly wanting to enjoy Fujimaru Ritsuka.

What a joke!

I'd rather die than become the excrement of such a monster.

Fujimaru Ritsuka reached out, accompanied by soft breathing and the beating of her heart in her chest.

A dark blue light sword materialized from the back of his hand.

One chop!

There was a flash of light.

【Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah! 】

A ripped wound appeared on the surface of the flesh, and black blood and mud flowed down. At the same time, the monster roared with its strange vocal organs.

The sharp point damages the eardrum and cochlea.

Fujimaru Ritsuka's expression changed.

That horrible scream was far more terrifying than Elizabeth's singing.

"So..."

Fujimaru Ritsuka unleashed a flurry of rapid, frenzied slashes at the chunks of meat!

Its speed was so fast that it was almost a blur, and the bright blue aura kept tearing apart the monster's flesh.

Soon, the cracks created by Fujimaru Ritsuka began to heal at a visible speed, and Fujimaru Ritsuka seemed unable to cause any damage to them.

If it can recover at high speed, wouldn't that render physical attacks ineffective?

Or perhaps, the speed at which you attack can't keep up with the speed at which this thing increases in value?

Let's try using the light cannon attack.

With that thought in mind, Fujimaru Ritsuka changed her attack method to throwing punches.

With the fist of holiness, sweep away all evil!

"Breath of the Stars, Judgment of the Iron Fist!"

boom! Long!

Fujimaru Ritsuka's technique combines Star Breath with Martha's Iron Fist Judgment.

A blazing crimson beam of light, condensing the ultimate power of a fist and the intense heat of a light cannon, exploded on the black chunk of flesh.

The central part that was hit instantly vaporized, and the surrounding black flesh was then ignited, turning orange-red and beginning to melt.

A deep and terrifying dark cave entrance was instantly pierced through.

There is a play!

Seeing this, Fujimaru Ritsuka suddenly felt confident that she could do it herself, so she got into a punching stance again.

Martha's Holy Judgment Fist has a special attack against gods, but does her fist have a special attack against evil?

Or is the reason for the attack on Evil simply because of her saintly constitution?

In any case, even if Fujimaru Ritsuka wanted to test it, it would be too late.

However, at this moment.

Fujimaru Ritsuka suddenly had a feeling that she was being targeted.

It felt like being stared at by the sharp eyes of an eagle, and my head was about to explode in the next second.

What exactly is going on?

Fujimaru Ritsuka instinctively tilted her head, dodging a sharp arrow like a genius dodging a bullet. Then, the scarlet arrow struck the wall, and...

Boom!

The shockwave from the explosion knocked Fujimaru Ritsuka over!

what!

After rolling twice on the cold ground following the blast wave, Fujimaru Ritsuka got up from the ground covered in soot, her golden hair hanging down and sticking to her face.

She raised her red eyes, her gaze fixed on the muscular figure who had fired the red arrow.

With black hair and brown eyes, green armor and a large red bow, one could tell from sheer intuition that the other party was definitely a powerful Servant.

However, it seems that the other party is a fake Servant without a soul, only an empty shell.

Although it is a fake Servant, without any reason... this burning passion is real, this power is genuine.

Then there's only one possibility that can be thought of: these Servants are all replicas of the defeated in the Holy Grail War that Ayaka Sajou mentioned in 1991.

Just like in the Majin Buu saga of Dragon Ball, the warriors absorbed by Buu appeared as phantoms within Buu's body.

That is to say...

The enemy's arrow missed its mark.

However, the attack did not stop.

The Archer is not the only Servant.

"Delusional poison [Zabaniya]~~"

A cold, emotionless voice came from behind Fujimaru Ritsuka. When she looked up, she saw a beautiful girl with dark skin holding a dagger that gleamed with a chilling light.

Her figure vanished like mist and dust.

The next instant, the cold dagger was already close to Fujimaru Ritsuka's neck.

This girl, while piercing herself, also wanted to embrace herself!

Fujimaru Ritsuka certainly didn't think she had such great charm that she could make a girl she'd never met fall in love with her.

This guy must have planned this.

and...

Without a doubt, this treasure contains unimaginable poison gas!

"However, it's a little disappointing."

"Poison is useless against me."

Fujimaru Ritsuka used the blue lightsaber on the back of her hand to deflect the dark-skinned girl's sharp dagger, and said with a light laugh.

The lightsaber lunged forward and slashed.

Relying on her assassin's instincts, the girl in black did everything in her power to distance herself from Fujimaru Ritsuka.

But at that moment, another man with red eyes, who was screaming wildly, rushed over with a dagger.

"Mr. Jekyll?!"

Fujimaru Ritsuka was slightly stunned.

No, that doesn't seem to be the case.

Although they look the same, this guy in front of me is clearly a Servant, and...

It must be the berserker Hyde!

So, does that mean Mr. Jekyll also participated in that Holy Grail War?!

Moreover, Hassan clearly revealed the true name of his Noble Phantasm when he ambushed him during the previous tranquility.

These guys can unleash their Noble Phantasms, so wouldn't that mean...?

Fujimaru Ritsuka suddenly felt that the surroundings were very bright!

The light was unprecedented, as if a sun were hanging high in the sky...

Fujimaru Ritsuka looked up.

"This is... the sun?!"

"No, the pyramids!"

A shimmering celestial ship, along with a massive, golden pyramid, hung overhead, its dense divine energy constantly spreading outwards... Laser scattering formed the King of Death, while the solar ship opened its deck, revealing a divine punishment-level super magic cannon.

In the solar boat,

There was a brown warrior wearing golden armor and holding a staff.

The overall style is Egyptian, and its eyes have a divine light that looks down on the world.

"[The Great Composite Temple of Light]!"

The warrior, who resembled a god-king, waved downwards.

In an instant, the pyramids turned upside down and then fell from the heavens!

What kind of treasure is this?!

Countless lasers rained down like divine punishment, scorching Fujimaru Ritsuka's body and the surrounding earth.

She gritted her teeth, and her blood-red eyes turned gold.

Her short, golden hair, as bright as moonlight, fluttered in the rising air currents.

Not only that...

The archers aiming at her, the assassins ready to kill her at any moment, and the mad Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde are all keeping a close eye on Fujimaru Ritsuka, watching her with predatory intent.

Subsequently.

More figures appeared in the darkness illuminated by the sun.

Paracelsus held the sword Azoth, the true aetheric light shimmering in the elemental radiance, like twinkling stars and dancing elemental spirits.

Brunhilde held her spear, her cold gaze fixed on Fujimaru Ritsuka without a trace of emotion.

Only the merciless runes exude a chilling aura.

"It would be terrible if we didn't go all out now."

Even with her cold and emotionless exterior, Fujimaru Ritsuka felt a sense of unease facing the six Servants.

First, she had to deal with the pyramids that were gradually collapsing.

Fujimaru Ritsuka gripped her right wrist tightly, and as she gently raised her hand, the surrounding air began to distort.

Close your eyes...

To fantasize, to materialize.

The last bastion of humanity, existing only in the mind.