54 The False Angel

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Salvation.

What is salvation?

In the past, if someone had asked Amakusa Shirou this question, he would have happily smiled and described the utopian world that existed in his fantasies, a world where the Third Magic had been realized.

But now, he would rather not.

He no longer had such feelings, or rather, he had lost all emotions; compared to verbal descriptions, he would only prove his point through action.

Redeeming Humanity

The moment the Holy Grail descended, both Roy and Emiya Kiritsugu rushed towards the golden chalice on the platform.

However, Roy, who had inherited part of the powers and abilities of two Servants, easily pinned Kiritsugu to the ground. Flames and black lightning coalesced around his fist, mercilessly striking the Holy Grail.

This took only a fleeting three seconds, but for a Servant, even for a pseudo-Servant like him, three seconds was more than enough time to accomplish a lot.

This included breaking Kiritsugu's spine with his right hand in the first second, followed by using his left fist to gather magical energy and bombarding the Holy Grail!

*Boom!*

The deafening sound echoed in their ears.

Terrifying magical energy exploded on the surface of the Holy Grail as a result of Roy's punch.

"No!!!"

In despair, Kiritsugu stared intently at the rising dust, his eyes wide with disbelief.

In his view, Roy's punch had not merely destroyed the Holy Grail, but everything he possessed, obliterating all his efforts and dreams up to that point.

But is that really the case?

As dust rose and horrific magical energy erupted around the Holy Grail, the explosion shook the entire underground chamber.

"What is this..."

But in the center of the dust, only Roy could see what was reflected.

*Buzz* *Buzz* *Buzz*

Just as Kiritsugu had lost all hope, a faint yet eerie sound began to resonate in the area.

The strange noise was not the sound of the Holy Grail shattering; it wasn't even a sound that should occur in nature, but rather a ringing in the ears accompanying the unbearable pressure.

Blood flowed from his nostrils, eye sockets, and eardrums.

His whole body trembled.

"Indeed, it's not that simple..."

Facing the pressure directly, Roy furrowed his brow. An unseen force suddenly weighed heavily upon him, causing his body to drop several centimeters in an instant. His feet felt as if they were nailed to the ground, his speed significantly reduced.

"Even though I was psychologically prepared, Amakusa Shirou, your current appearance truly leaves me at a loss for words..."

Indeed, it was often at the last moment that one faced a true test.

Roy clicked his tongue, not daring to linger, and quickly adjusted his posture to retreat rapidly, putting as much distance as possible between himself and the pure white monster that had descended here.

"What on earth is this?"

Like Roy, Kiritsugu's body was also subjected to this inexplicable pressure, forcing him down to the ground. He gazed in disbelief at the white shadow hovering in mid-air.

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