"...Cough cough... That's why I hate... things developing in the bad direction... I thought of..."
Hans Christian Andersen lay on the ground with blurred consciousness, intermittently complaining.
Just by blocking the frontal part of the attack for Takumi before he left, even if only for a short moment, his current state was already similar to that arm on the ground.
The magical beam fired personally by Goetia already possessed power comparable to some offensive Noble Phantasms.
As a somewhat pessimistic author whose fairy tales were also tainted with a bit of dark style, he actually never believed too much that they could really complete the plan smoothly, especially after learning Goetia's intelligence.
With numerous buffs, and even inheriting Solomon's ability to see through the past and future, was Goetia someone they, this bunch of people, could casually discuss and scheme against?
Andersen had doubts in his heart, but sensing that Takumi seemed intentionally unwilling to talk about this information, he finally chose to suppress this doubt and shut up.
However, he still kept an eye out, constantly paying attention to possible accidents.
Just like this until Takumi was only a few seconds away from returning to Chaldea.
At this time, Andersen thought someone of Goetia's level wouldn't have the mind to interfere with their meaningless actions.
So just as he dispelled the doubts in his heart.
Goetia acted.
The timing chosen was critical, the means used were despicable, completely lacking the magnanimity a strong person should have.
Clearly having arrived here who knows how long in advance, he didn't make a sound, probably not even reminding Barbatos who was part of him, just quietly watching their performance.
Even having the strength to wipe them out in a few moves, he still maliciously waited until the end to give them a head-on blow.
To be honest, Andersen could even feel that this magical beam wouldn't kill Takumi. Even if he didn't run over to block it, Takumi's worst outcome would only be that the half of his body already scarred would suffer heavy damage again, and then lie half-dead in Chaldea.
'Sure enough, the Beast of Compassion is not compassionate. Its malicious personality is worthy of being called a Beast...'
Sighing in his heart, Andersen's consciousness then plunged into darkness.
"Hmm? Died just like that?"
"Just now he suddenly rushed in front of that Master head-on; I subconsciously thought he had some plan I didn't know."
Goetia looked at Andersen disappearing into spots of light, tilting his head in feigned confusion.
"But it's also normal. Although I deliberately held back a little, he suddenly rushed over and exposed himself completely under that magical beam. Dying directly is nothing surprising."
"Just a pity. In the end, I let him block part of the attack. Otherwise, that Master would be crying for his mommy now, right?"
"Hahahahaha...!"
Goetia laughed loudly as if he had told a joke.
"What the f*ck are you laughing at!!"
Reacting, Mordred gritted her teeth, summoning her greatsword, glaring furiously at Goetia.
"Hmm? Did I say something wrong? Aren't humans creatures who cry for their mommies after setbacks?"
Goetia restrained his smile, looking at Mordred in confusion.
Seeming genuinely puzzled by this.
But the grin reaching his ears already exposed his true thoughts.
Actually, Goetia's thoughts were the same as Flauros, never taking Takumi seriously.
Just a human Master. Although the internal composition was a bit strange, Goetia's eyes could clearly see—
Takumi would fall in the Sixth Singularity.
Even if he didn't come over to intervene, Takumi was destined to fall during the strategy of the Sixth Singularity.
However, it was also Takumi who made Goetia come to this Singularity in advance on a whim.
As the Beast of Compassion claiming to be the King of Demon Gods, his status wouldn't be excessive even if he became the chief god of a pantheon.
Gods can cast their gaze, bestow blessings or punishments because humans or believers call their names. Then why can't he, who is on the same level as gods, do the same?
At the end of the Third Singularity, Takumi spoke his name outside Chaldea for the first time.
Then listed all his Authorities in one go.
Noticing this situation, Goetia was strange. Where exactly did this human, dragged over from who knows where by the Counter Force, know so much intelligence about him?
So the interested Goetia quietly came here before Takumi, then stayed here quietly, watching Takumi and the others' actions with interest.
"Bullsh*t!"
Facing Goetia's mockery, Mordred cursed directly, then mobilized the remaining magical energy in her body without another word.
Crimson magical energy flashed on the sword body. Unbridled lightning disintegrated the surrounding land. Aggressive magical energy rushed up, creating air waves spreading with Mordred as the center, pushing the shattered land violently to the surroundings.
"Unlucky unlucky unlucky...!"
Shakespeare aside was rushed by Mordred's sudden movement and rolled on the ground. Then reacting, he muttered, crawling and rolling away from Mordred.
With his physique, being hit by the aftermath a little would cost him half his life.
"Humans are indeed despicable creatures. Isn't what I did exactly what you have been doing all along? I'm not even angry, but you got angry instead."
Goetia shook his head and sighed.
"And very stupid! That Master should have told you, right? My Authority..."
Staying in place, casually looking at Mordred who was about to release her Noble Phantasm, Goetia extended his right hand towards her while speaking.
"[Clarent Blood Arthur: Rebellion Against My Beautiful Father]!"
Fully released, the torrent of light created was stronger than the previous two times. The entire Great Underground Cavern was illuminated red.
Mordred had already released her Noble Phantasm with all her might.
However, the next second.
Goetia, about to be hit by the crimson lightning, spat out the last few words:
"[Nega-Summon]."
Instantly.
The torrent of energy close at hand disappeared, as if it had never appeared.
The entire underground space returned to its initial calm.
"Negate and destroy attacks originating from Servants, abolishing all Noble Phantasms symbolizing Heroic Spirits."
"Although that Master wasn't accurate enough, he roughly summarized my Authority. You didn't miss hearing it, right?"
Goetia looked playfully at Mordred in the distance.
"Who cares about that crap! There's only one thing I want to do now—beat you up!"
Mordred swung the already ineffective Noble Phantasm annoyedly, then stared at Goetia with rage.
"Sigh, as a summoner talking so much nonsense with summoned objects, I was also being stupid."
"Compared to you, the last human Master is much more interesting. But unfortunately, I can never observe Chaldea. Otherwise, watching that last human struggling would be a bit more interesting."
Hearing this, Goetia shook his head and sighed, then looked at the only two remaining Servants with emotionless eyes.
"As for you, let it end here—"
Just as the voice fell.
Majestic magical energy instantly filled the entire Great Underground Cavern, destroying everything inside completely.