"Jalter... if you don't deal with him soon, you'll be collecting my corpse!"
The mere ditch, which was able to trap the War Elephant of Death, which had been turned into a noble phantasm, was only due to a surprise attack.
"Master, just a little longer, I'll finish the fight immediately!"
Jalter's offensive became increasingly fierce. As the rhythm of her attacks quickened, her body's speed also continuously increased, causing the surrounding air to hum with a "woo woo" sound. Jalter's speed continuously increased as the battle progressed, and the force of her attacks grew heavier.
The Avenger class skill, unwavering vengeful belief, converts all usable existence into her own power. When Jalter enters battle, all negative emotions such as battle intent, hatred, anger, and jealousy generated within the battlefield domain are absorbed by Jalter, replenishing her magical energy and enhancing her combat ability parameters!
Jalter, with her Avenger skill, growing stronger with each battle, was the Servant most adept at attrition warfare.
Suddenly, the rhythm changed drastically. Jalter, who was dancing in mid-air, suddenly tossed the battle flag from her right hand! She transferred her sword to her right hand, and in an instant, a several-zhang radius around her was filled with sharp, blade-like scattering magical energy. The sword of saint catherine in her hand swung up and down, horizontally and vertically, its blade shooting out several feet of dazzling sword light, constantly flashing and flickering.
The ground where she had previously stood was shattered by the rampant, scattered sword light, exploding and scattering outwards, raising thick dust all around. The ground was covered with deep grooves, as if carved by a broadsword.
In an instant, Jalter transformed into a sharp, radiating demonic sword, carrying the deafening roar of wind and thunder, raising thousands of purple lights, soaring upward on the moonlight, and slashing towards Darius III, who stood ready in strict formation!
During her lifetime, Jalter charged on the front lines of the battlefield. The battle flag in her hand was her symbol, the source of faith for French soldiers on the battlefield. Because Jalter ascended to a Servant after her death, the battle flag, which had formed a deep bond with her, became her noble phantasm, which she could wield and use as her weapon.
However, the weapon Jalter truly used when charging on the battlefield was still a sword!
Jalter, holding the sword of saint catherine in her right hand, elevated her speed and combat skills to a new level while maintaining her strength!
Carrying an astonishing battle intent, she descended like a whirlwind from above, bringing with her a myriad of sharp edges, enveloping Darius III in a rain-like swordplay. The clang of the single-handed demonic sword colliding with the golden sword hilt was incessant, but Jalter's figure was now difficult for Darius III to track.
Jalter's movements at this moment created countless blurry afterimages in the air, a dazzling array of phantom images, encompassing countless sword lights. Numerous fine cuts blossomed across Darius III's body, ranging from many to few, from shallow to deep. The surging sound waves and bizarre light and shadow constantly shifted; in an instant, Jalter had already unleashed hundreds of sword strikes!
From the moment Jalter engaged Darius III until now, barely ten minutes had passed. However, due to the Avenger skill, Jalter's abilities had been rapidly increasing. Standing on the battlefield of a myriad of soldiers, she could absorb the soaring battle intent of the Persian Undead Army outside the Bounded Field, causing her strength to continuously rise!
A thunderous sword strike! A massive, chasm-like wound, extending from right to left, from shoulder to waist, was carved by Jalter onto Darius III's steel-like body! After successfully landing the blow, Jalter retreated with a swift, dragonfly-like maneuver, landing ten paces in front of Darius III.
The wound was beyond Darius III's ability to recover, no matter how he tried to regain his stance. Jalter's right wrist, holding the sword, was level with her shoulder, her left arm extended forward as if aiming, and her body slightly lowered, adopting a stance for a sword thrust.
With focused mind and spirit, Jalter's entire being was like a fully drawn thousand-stone bow, instantly entering a state of ultimate charge.
"My Lord, I shall be your pallbearer!"
Like an arrow leaving the bowstring, Jalter thrust her sword forward with lightning speed! With Jalter's movement, the timeline seemed infinitely stretched in an instant. Darius III, Rin, and the ten thousand Undead Army outside the Bounded Field were all frozen in this moment, with only Jalter thrusting her sword forward.
However, at the instant Jalter took her first step, an invisible, crisp sound, like breaking glass, resounded. It was as if this thrust from Jalter had shattered something that stood in her way even before Darius III.
The broken obstruction also snapped the infinitely stretched timeline back into place, and then—
Around Darius III's mountain-like body, above and below, in every corner, more than a dozen incredibly fast figures suddenly materialized simultaneously!
"Puff (x13)"
Thirteen figures suddenly appeared simultaneously in the space around Darius III! Thirteen right hands held thirteen bone-made short spears, piercing thirteen holes in various parts of Darius III's body with a speed no one could react to! With sinister smiles, dark battle attire, and long hair like frozen waterfalls, thirteen Jalter appeared simultaneously in the void!
The thirteen suddenly appearing Jalter vanished like an illusion in the next blink of an eye, but the thirteen short spears truly pierced Darius III's shoulders, knees, sit bones, spine, cervical vertebrae, heart... and all other vital points and important joints throughout the human body! Darius III could neither move nor roar, only silently awaiting death.
The fourteenth figure followed closely, flashing past Darius III's shoulder like a streak of light. A brilliant sword gleam flashed across his coal-black neck, and Darius III's large head slowly slid down the inclined cut surface, falling onto the crumbling, shattered ground, causing a slight tremor in the sand and stones.
Thump!!!
The headless body, as majestic as a mountain made of obsidian, fell straight down like a collapsing golden mountain or jade pillar, shaking the ground. Magic dust of spirit particles began to float from Darius III's body as he was defeated. The Undead Army stood still, and the elephants of death no longer charged the Bounded Field. The sky, colored blood-red by the setting sun, began to shatter into fragments and vanish into the air.
With Darius III's death, this Reality Marble, formed from his inner world, began to collapse.
Rin dispelled the supporting Bounded Field, channeled her magic to heal her internal organs that had been impacted, and then rendezvoused with Jalter.
Jalter playfully spun the sword of saint catherine twice in her hand before sheathing it at her waist. She picked up the battle standard she had previously cast aside, gripped it, and looked down at Darius III's dissipating corpse, saying:
"With both your spirit core and head destroyed, even if you had A-rank Battle Continuation, you wouldn't be able to launch another counterattack."
Darius III, this Berserker summoned extra-illegally, honorably became the first Servant to be defeated in this Holy Grail War.
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