—The Holy Grail War.
In the end, it is a war where many magi compete for the Holy Grail.
The possibility of magic is contained within it.
Although not many people in the world are aware of this, the Pale Rider, who has obtained the knowledge granted by the Holy Grail, understands.
The foundation of the Greater Holy Grail was created by the Third Magic.
Obtaining the Holy Grail is equivalent to obtaining the finished product of the Third Magic, which allows magi to have the opportunity to come into contact with magic.
In other words, becoming a magician is no longer impossible.
Although this path is not clear.
However, no matter how low the probability, the Pale Rider, as a servant of the concept of death, still presents that path.
The Holy Grail War has a certain process.
After death, Servants are turned into energy and recovered by the Greater Holy Grail, and this process passes through 'holes.'
The Pale Rider can use this as a connection to incorporate the Holy Grail into Tsubaki Kuruoka's body through itself, allowing the principles to flow.
As long as the magic circuits that serve as the 'container' for the Greater Holy Grail's design can be successfully reproduced, it might be possible.
However, if magi who understand the intricacies knew the Pale Rider's thoughts, they would only laugh in ridicule.
The process of Servants flowing into the holes of the Greater Holy Grail.
This is completely uncontrollable.
Moreover, relying solely on the power of one Servant to replicate magic circuits on the Master that can connect to the Third Magic?
It's simply a foolish and delusional dream.
But the Pale Rider did not hesitate at all; it intended to fulfill its master Tsubaki Kuruoka's 'dream.'
The subsequent developments need not be elaborated.
After listening to Tsubaki's wishes, the Pale Rider thought of a way in the shortest possible time and used all its resources to take action.
It used this false world as a foundation.
And began to reconstruct the world.
In order to achieve the goal of making Tsubaki a magician.
It must become the victor of the Holy Grail War.
From this moment on, the Pale Rider, who had always acted in accordance with Tsubaki's wishes, had a reason to compete for the Holy Grail.
This Heroic Spirit who first descended upon Snowfield—
It finally ignited the beacon of war at this moment.
Unleashing the aura of 'death' that enveloped the world.
However, before the Pale Rider could take further action, another opponent of the same caliber stood in its way.
"Finally, you've given me quite the search…"
"The former servant of the planet, even if the master has been replaced by a human, the way you do things is still as stubborn as ever…"
A white figure leaped in mid-air.
She jumped from the roof of the building below into the air, like a rabbit leaping on the moon.
The atmospheric vortex buffeted her body.
The shackles of gravity were released.
As if playing with this night sky, she floated in the air by manipulating the planet's environment.
The opponent is the planet's servant of death.
And she is the darling of this planet.
"…?"
The formless Pale Rider paused.
As if attracted by Arcueid.
It felt that Arcueid had similar qualities to itself, and was also puzzled as to why the other party was blocking its path.
If it was correct, this planet.
Should not want them to fight.
"Although I'm a little sorry, I want to dissolve this false world."
"I wonder if you can give me a little leeway? That way, I can meet Moran in reality sooner, and we don't have to bother fighting, how great is that!"
Arcueid nodded affirmatively.
Looking very satisfied with her proposal.
She didn't start fighting right away.
Instead, she tried to communicate verbally to achieve her goal.
In fact, it was simply too difficult to deal with the Pale Rider, and she wouldn't get much benefit from it.
The moment he heard Arcueid's proposal.
The Pale Rider responded.
At this moment, the night sky was being eroded by a hazy black mist, and the stars in the sky began to become dim and colorless.
Like water stains spreading on the ceiling of an old house, the anomaly was slowly and surely spreading and expanding.
This was the Pale Rider's response.
"It seems that negotiations have failed."
Arcueid sighed regretfully.
Thinking that, as expected, planetary mechanisms are just stubborn and cannot be communicated with at all.
But, there was no other way.
Arcueid was eager to meet Moran in reality and make up for the time she had lost before.
So, even if she had to force her way through.
She would not back down half a step.
The central area of the city gradually lost its color, and a pitch-black darkness began to spread.
Black shadows rising straight from the ground formed black clouds, which began to cover the city's sky.
During this period, the sound echoing in everyone's ears was not thunder, but the roar from the world itself.
"Rest in peace, be miserable."
"The road to the underworld is my servant."
"Protect my master."
"The Holy Grail, the Holy Grail—to my master—to my master's hand—contribute the Holy Grail!"
In an instant, the Pale Rider rapidly expanded.
Like a roaring tsunami, it howled and struck towards Arcueid's direction.
What collided with it was the hissing of the atmosphere.
The intangible claws formed by manipulating physical phenomena were swung out, tearing the black mist apart with the breath of the planet.
The initial collision between the two sides was evenly matched.
However, this was not the end.
The shattered fragments of black mist still did not dissipate; they wriggled and floated in the air as if breathing.
The concept of death enveloped Arcueid.
"Hehe…"
A smile appeared on the corner of Arcueid's mouth.
The surging life force like a vortex erupted, dispelling all the shadows of death that were entangling her.
Finally, Arcueid aimed at a point.
She did not hesitate to extend her sharp claws and penetrate the depths of the black mist.
"Hmph, got you!"
Arcueid showed a triumphant expression.
But the next second, her expression changed.
As if crossing the final boundary.
She did feel the sensation of crushing something in her hand, but she also felt the pressure from the entire world.
Along with the wails of the world.
The black mist she had grabbed shattered.
"You…!?"
Arcueid's eyes widened.
In an instant, she secretly thought something was wrong and prepared to let go.
But, it was all too late.
The atmosphere creaked.
The operating speed of atoms continued to slow down.
The space centered on Arcueid and the Pale Rider solidified, and the worlds of the two lost their color.
Then, the shattered black mist rapidly condensed again.
This time, it was like opening the jaws of a huge beast, swallowing Arcueid whole in the blink of an eye.
Moonlight could not shine into the deep darkness.
The black mist of death swallowed the moon beauty.