Across the heavens, I am the Avatar Sword Master

Around the dark hole in the sky, blue light was churning violently like boiling sea water.

Streams of thick black and red liquid gushed out of the holes, pouring down like a fountain.

The black liquid formed countless sticky threads in the air, slowly falling down, emitting a disgusting stench.

When the black and red mud came into contact with the mountain of flesh formed by Tōsaka Tokiomi, it was like a hungry beast encountering a feast.

The surface of the meat mountain was wriggling, and countless tiny holes opened up, greedily absorbing the mud.

With every drop of mud absorbed, the meat mountain would tremble slightly, and ripples would appear on the surface.

As black mud continued to pour down from the sky, the volume of the meat mountain was growing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The piece of meat, which was originally only the size of a small hill, has now expanded to the size of a small mountain.

Its surface was constantly wriggling, sometimes bulging, sometimes concave, as if countless creatures were struggling inside.

The pond that held the meat mountain also began to mutate.

Strange ripples appeared on the surface of the black mud, rolling like boiling magma.

Countless tiny bubbles appeared and burst on the surface, making a creepy "gurgling" sound.

The curse that could not be absorbed by the meat mountain turned into solid black mud and began to erode the surroundings.

They squirmed like living things, and black sticky liquid spread out in all directions.

When the black mud touched the grass around the pond, the green vegetation withered instantly, turning into a dead, scorched earth.

The tentacles of the black mud continued to extend, climbing up the rocks and trees on the shore.

Wherever it went, all life was devoured.

Countless tiny holes were corroded on the surface of the stone, and the bark of the trees quickly turned black and fell off, revealing their rotten interiors, which eventually merged into the ever-expanding quagmire.

"That black mud is the embodiment of magic!"

Weber looked at the expanding black mud and his face turned pale.

"So that thing is the Holy Grail after all!"

Rider grinned, revealing a row of white, neat teeth.

Pointing at the hole above the meat mountain, he said, "Let's go over and take a look at the situation first!"

After saying that, he shook the reins in his hand violently, making a crisp "snap" sound.

The two divine bulls immediately understood, raised their front hooves high, and let out a roar that shook the earth.

The Divine Wheel rose into the air amidst a flash of golden light, with dazzling lightning flashing beneath the wheel.

The two divine bulls stepped on thunder, and every step left traces of lightning in the air.

The chariot drew a graceful arc in the air and flew rapidly towards the huge black hole in the sky.

The wheels whistled as they spun, shaking the air around them.

Chen Yu looked up at Rider's receding back and couldn't help but shook his head.

Rider's intention was obvious - he wanted to get the Holy Grail first.

The Godly Wheel sped through the air, and Rider's red cloak fluttered in the wind like a bright flag.

He gripped the reins with both hands, his muscles bulging, his eyes gleaming with excitement.

Whenever the chariot encountered turbulence in the air, he was able to keep the direction steadily.

Waver grasped the metal guardrail of the chariot with both hands. The strong wind whistled past and ruffled his black hair.

Waver swallowed hard and asked in a trembling voice, "Rider, do you... do you know how to turn that thing in the sky into the Holy Grail?"

Rider turned around after hearing this, a bright smile blooming on his face again, with wisdom shining in his eyes.

He showed off his white teeth and his smile was dazzling.

"Little devil, you missed the point."

His voice was loud and clear, drowning out the whistling wind. "The focus now is not on the black hole in the sky that was opened by the Holy Grail and has been oozing out black mud. The real key is Tōsaka Tokiomi, who serves as the core of the Lesser Holy Grail."

Rider stretched out his sturdy arm and pointed at the squirming mountain of flesh below.

"See? The reason why the black mud is spreading now is because the container of the Holy Grail is too small. It's like pouring too much water into a small cup. The contents burst the container and overflow."

Waver frowned, his mind racing with thoughts.

He hesitated for a moment, and asked in confusion: "Rider? Can you see the current situation? Then why did you pretend not to understand just now?"

"Hahahaha!"

Rider threw his head back and laughed, his laughter echoing in the sky.

He turned around, his eyes sparkling.

He patted Weber's shoulder with such force that Weber almost lost his balance.

“Hahahaha, you still have a lot to learn about the ways of a hegemon, little brat!” Rider’s voice was filled with heroism. “On the battlefield, sometimes pretending to be stupid can have unexpected effects. Let the enemy underestimate you, and then give them a fatal blow at the critical moment!”

Rider's expression suddenly became serious. He turned to face forward, scanning the battlefield below with sharp eyes.

"It seems that the Holy Grail is activated by the human body this time, so naturally he is somewhere as the core connecting the entire Holy Grail."

He shook the reins violently, and the two divine bulls roared, and the divine wheels accelerated towards the mountain of meat.

Rider's eyes were as sharp as torches as he scanned the constantly wriggling mountain of flesh below.

He pulled the reins hard, and the two sacred bulls let out low roars.

"Boy, we must first find out the location of Tōsaka Tokiomi and capture him." Rider's voice was heard over the whistling wind, "Only then can we gain the upper hand in the upcoming battle!"

After saying this, he pulled the reins hard, and the Shenwei Wheel suddenly stopped in mid-air.

The wind howled, making Rider's red cloak flutter.

Weber held on to the edge of the carriage tightly, trying to suppress the dizziness.

He frowned and thought for a moment, then suddenly realized something.

“Wait, Rider!” he shouted, “You said you wanted to seize the initiative… Does this mean that our cooperation with Caster ends here?”

“That’s right!” Rider laughed heartily. “Now is the moment of decisive battle. The previous alliance has been annulled.”

Weber looked around and noticed the absence of a key figure.

He asked in confusion, "What about Archer? If he was the one who caused such a big scene, why is he nowhere to be seen now?"

Rider stopped smiling and his expression became serious.

While controlling the chariot, he explained, "Boy, you have to understand that when the inherent barrier was deployed, we did not leave any scouts in the outside world. So now we know nothing about what is happening in the outside world."

He paused and continued, "However, since the hole in the Holy Grail has been opened, it means that the battle has entered the final stage. That guy with the golden glow has most likely been dealt with by Caster and the others."

Rider's eyes were sharp as torches as he carefully scanned the squirming mountain of flesh below.

His eyes narrowed slightly, concentrating on searching for any possible clues.

His eyes were fixed on a slightly raised area on top of the meat mountain.

The frequency of the movement there was slightly different from the surrounding area, as if something was wrapped inside.

Rider suddenly pulled the reins tight, and the mighty wheel dived in that direction.

As the distance got closer, he saw a strand of brown hair sticking out from the mass of flesh.

“That guy is there!”

Webber shouted excitedly.

The chariot circled in midair, and Rider's eyes were fixed on that position.

With another round of violent wriggling, a crack suddenly appeared on the surface of the meat mountain.

Tokiomi's body was sunk deep into the mountain of flesh, leaving only a face as pale as paper.

His eyes were closed, his brows were furrowed, and his lips were trembling, as if he was enduring unimaginable pain.

Just as Rider was about to drive the chariot closer, the meat mountain suddenly twitched violently.

Countless pale arms grew out from the surface of the meat mountain, dancing wildly, as if warning others not to get close.

These arms vary in length, some are as slender as children's arms, and some are as thick as giants' arms.

They kept twisting and stretching, making creepy "cuckoo" sounds.

Upon seeing this, Rider immediately tightened the reins and stopped the chariot at a safe distance.

At this moment, Naiyali noticed the Godly Wheel in mid-air.

She turned to Chen Yu, her tone a little doubtful and anxious: "Darling, aren't we going over there? Rider and the others have already started to act."

Naiyali saw the Meat Mountain swooping down the Shenwei Wheel and said to Chen Yu, "Darling, aren't we going over there?"

Chen Yu seemed unusually calm. He crossed his arms over his chest, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a mysterious smile.

"No rush, let the bullets fly for a while." He said calmly.

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Naiyali tilted her head and looked at Chen Yu with confusion.

Chen Yu stretched out his right hand and gently placed it on Naiyali's soft hair.

His palms were warm and strong, his five fingers slightly opened, gently combing her hair.

"Just be patient, Naiyali."

Chen Yu's voice was low and magnetic. His eyes were always fixed on the wheel of the Godly Car in mid-air, but his tone was full of confidence. "This Holy Grail War has been full of surprises and variables from the beginning. Instead of acting rashly, it is better to let Rider explore the way first."

"Believe me." Chen Yu continued, with a hint of mystery in his voice, "Waiting often brings unexpected rewards. I said that I would give you the Holy Grail, and I will never break my promise."

Naiyali squinted her eyes in comfort under Chen Yu's touch.

She tilted her head slightly, trying to press her cheek deeper into Chen Yu's palm, like a coquettish silver kitten.

Naiyali's lips curled up into a sweet smile, and her voice was as gentle as the spring breeze: "Well, listen to Darling!"

There was a gleam of trust and admiration in her eyes, and she was completely immersed in Chen Yu's tenderness, as if all the dangers around her had nothing to do with her.

Chen Yu looked into the distance, stroking Naiyali's soft hair, while waiting for Rider and others' follow-up actions.

The Holy Grail is poisonous, the black mud is poisonous.

During the Third Holy Grail War, Angra Mainyu's consciousness contaminated the Holy Grail, rendering it unusable.

Any wish fulfilled by using the Holy Grail will be presented in an evil form.

This is part of the information about the Holy Grail War that Chen Yu knows.

Now all the servants left are Nayari and Rider Iskandar.

As long as the two sides decide the winner, the Holy Grail War will be completely over.

But Chen Yu always felt something was wrong.

It seemed that from the moment Archer killed Saber, the bomb buried by the butterfly effect exploded.

No, to be precise, the moment the supervisor of the Fuyuki Church, Kotomine Riko, publicly announced the end of the Holy Grail War, the entire Fuyuki City's story began to run wild.

Going further back, the plot began to change when he seemed to tell others that the Holy Grail was contaminated.

Archer killed Irisviel and placed the core of the Holy Grail into Tōsaka Tokiomi's body, turning him into what he is now.

Saber, Lancer, and Assassin were resurrected.

The appearance of these three after resurrection was very similar to that of being contaminated by black mud.

There is also the black hole that is created in Black Saber's body when she is about to leave.

It seems that there is still a mastermind who has not yet emerged...

Chen Yu was still thinking.

Rider narrowed his eyes slightly and carefully observed the squirming mountain of flesh below.

Rider could feel that the black mud was filthy and a huge amount of curse flowing from the inside of the Holy Grail.

I could clearly feel that the closer I got to the black mud, the more my body resisted.

It seems that this black mud is like poison, and once touched, it will produce extremely bad consequences.

It seems to be particularly effective for Heroic Spirits whose exteriors and interiors are woven with human hopes and wishes.

These black muds are deadly to servants, so they must act with caution.

But the Meat Mountain is just the product of Tōsaka Tokiomi's physical mutation and enhancement, and it does not pose a fatal threat to the Servants.

"Hold on, kid!"

Rider shouted and shook the reins violently.

The two divine bulls roared loudly, shaking the earth, and the divine wheels suddenly shone brightly.

Dazzling lightning burst out from the wheels and struck towards the mountain of meat like a silver snake.

Amid the rumbling thunder, large pieces of black mud were struck by lightning, making a sharp hissing sound.

The thick black mud emitted white smoke like burning grease and gradually dissipated.

The two sacred bulls swooped down with low roars.

They stomped their sturdy front hooves hard on the meat mountain, then shook their heads violently and stabbed their sharp horns deep into the meat mountain.

With a tearing sound, the two divine bulls tore a huge wound on the mountain of meat.

Tōsaka Tokiomi's twisted body was completely exposed.

Rider's eyes flashed, and he swung the reins violently.

"Now!" he growled.

The two divine bulls moved as ordered, lowering their heads and biting Tōsaka Tokiomi's exposed shoulders with their sharp teeth.

The moment the bull's teeth pierced his flesh, Tōsaka Tokiomi groaned in pain.

The divine bull pulled hard, and Tōsaka Tokiomi's body began to slowly separate from the mountain of meat.

There was an uncomfortable tearing sound between the pieces of flesh, and sticky blood splattered everywhere.

As the divine bull continued to exert force, Tōsaka Tokiomi's body gradually broke free from the constraints of the meat mountain.

Finally, accompanied by a loud bang, Tōsaka Tokiomi was pulled out.

The two divine bulls shook their heads simultaneously in tacit understanding, throwing Tōsaka Tokiomi towards the chariot.

His body drew an arc in the air and fell heavily into the carriage.

However, due to the excessive force of the sacred bull, Tōsaka Tokiomi's body slid inside the carriage and was about to fall off the chariot.

Rider reached out and grabbed his arm, pulling him back.