It is not known whether it was the arrangement of the restraining force or a simple coincidence, but the moment when the "sun disk" that brought death dissipated was also the moment when "the son of Arthur" came to an end.
The passionate red, the lively red, the straightforward red, the dazzling red, a red that is different from the father's brilliance but equally brilliant, has calmed down.
In the flaming afterglow, the Knight King Artoria maintained his original posture, unharmed.
She did not carry the scabbard that was more valuable than the holy sword and could ignore any attack, and her strength was not strong enough to ignore A++-level anti-military equipment.
The reason why it is intact is because this Noble Phantasm belongs to The son of Arther, the child of King Arthur. This Noble Phantasm will bring harm to everything along the way, but it will not harm Artoria, the father.
Mordred, who knows her true self, will not repeat the same mistake. Even if she starts a rebellion, she will not do it to her father, nor will she bloody Arthur again. She wants blood, and only her enemies, especially her father's enemies, will be stained with blood.
Yes, just like Semiramis who is now kneeling on the ground.
The charming and enchanting temperament was gone, and only fragments of the armor woven from the "scales of the divine fish" remained. The black swan-like evening dress under the armor was also tattered, and the torn part was in a mess, constantly oozing blood. There was no trace of the stunning beauty that had captivated everyone before.
"Humph, a coward like your mother, but you are really good at saving your life."
Mordred curled his lips in dissatisfaction, raised his sword, and approached step by step. No matter how badly Semiramis was injured or how pitiful she looked, it would not shake Mordred. What this woman had done to her and her father before was enough for her to die ten times.
Perhaps because of the severe injuries, Semiramis ignored Mordred's ridicule and said calmly:
"Nice shot. The passion in it reminded me of an old friend. She was as dazzling as you are, and had the power to inspire others."
"It's no use saying nice things now, just leave honestly."
As he spoke, Mordred had already walked in front of Semiramis and put the sword on the latter's neck.
Semiramis's expression remained calm, as if she didn't take Mordred's threat seriously at all.
"If I could, I'd like to leave right away, but the show isn't over yet, so—"
"!!!" Mordred instinctively felt that something was wrong, and used his right hand to chop off Semiramis' head.
Unfortunately, it was too late. Wang Jian flashed and what he touched was not flesh and bones, but circles of ripples like water waves.
The ripples spread out quickly, twisted, and turned into butterflies. The butterflies danced gracefully, casting drops of light, like bright moonlight falling into the sea of flowers.
"Illusion? Damn it, you're using this trick again! Get out of here!"
The sword light was dazzling, the red thunder was surging, and Mordred's magic power ravaged the surrounding space, but did not allow Semiramis to show up.
Not far away, Altria stared at the butterfly carefully for a while, then suddenly her expression changed and she ran towards the gate of the king's room at the fastest speed.
"No, her goal is-"
Before she could finish her words, she stomped her feet on the ground again, forcibly stopping her charge.
Because, a dark golden metal nail had already been placed on the back of Lion Jie's neck, and Semiramis, who had transformed into a butterfly and disappeared, had arrived outside the gate of the King's Room without anyone noticing.
Mordred was furious and pointed his royal sword wrapped in red lightning at Semiramis from a distance.
"Let go of my master, or I will tear you into pieces."
"Uh, I need to correct you on two things."
Someone interrupted. It was Merlin who had been watching the show.
"First, after a Servant receives a fatal injury, it will disappear immediately. No corpse will be left behind, so being torn into pieces is not possible."
"Second, if she won't let go, you can't do anything to her. If your Master dies, you will disappear too."
"Merlin, whose side are you on you bastard?"
Mordred's eyelids twitched. If he hadn't helped her before, she would have swung her sword at him, even though it would be useless.
"I don't stand on either side. I'm just a bystander."
Merlin shrugged shamelessly and smiled at Semiramis again.
"It was a very exciting performance, with illusions, footwork, and breath concealment. This is the real assassin, not a magician or berserker in assassin's guise."
"Mr. Merlin, you are too kind. Since I was seen through, it proves that my covert maneuver failed. He is right. Mr. Merlin has the best eyesight in the world. It is difficult to hide things from you."
"Haha, I'm not bragging, I can indeed see every corner of this world. But it's limited to this world, I can't see wider places - for example, you, and Mr. Shirou, there are many things I can't see through, can you help me solve my doubts?"
Hearing Merlin say this, Artoria seemed to have thought of something:
"It's even wider, maybe it's a planet..."
"That's enough, Ms. Altria. Saying more may cause unnecessary trouble. You should know what I mean."
"I see, this..."
Altria nodded, her expression serious.
"Please call me Semiramis. Any other name will not make any sense to you."
Mordred asked sharply, "As expected, you are not Semiramis. What do you want to do?"
"I don't want to do anything myself, and I don't want to get involved in your disputes."
The voice is still the same, but it gives people a completely different sense of warmth and is very comfortable to listen to.
"But she is my friend, and I cannot watch you kill her. This sky garden is not about to collapse yet, so I can only ask you to wait here patiently for a while in this unfriendly way. It won't delay—"
Mordred interrupted impatiently: "That sounds nice, but what about the Greater Holy Grail? What about the world?"
"There's no problem over there. Joan of Arc has reached the Greater Holy Grail and is suppressing its activation."
"Merlin, you—"
Mordred really has no way to deal with this guy who keeps sabotaging him.
"Not some evil woman, Semiramis, please give me a quick death. How long do we have to wait?"
"Wait until their battle is over."
Semiramis pointed to the sky, where red and blue lights, and black and white colors flashed with increasing frequency, and finally a wave of strong light burst out, overwhelming the brightest stars in the sky.
The two stars collided head-on, bursting into unprecedentedly intense flames, and the roar resounded through the heavens and earth.
After the collision, the red stars bounced high into the sky, while the blue stars fell heavily into the dark abyss that was beyond the reach of sight.