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[Curious_Carl]: So, is there something special about the heart? THE heart?
[Hyped_Harry]: I'm not sure, but if I get to witness a showdown this epic, even death would be worth it!
[Immersed_Ivan]: Getting to brawl with Shuten-douji from a first-person perspective? I'm practically raising flags over here from excitement!
[Chaotic_Chad]: Yeah! Beat Max with everything you've got! I wanna see you turn him into paste!
[Traitor_Tina]: That's right, Shuten-douji! Kill Max, that fox!
[Confused_Connor]: Uh, bros, sis, whose side are you people ON?
[Sarcastic_Sam]: Streamer, having viewers like these is truly your blessing!
[Big_Brain_Betty]: Let me explain: whose first-person perspective is this? Max's, obviously. So if Max gets dominated by Shuten-douji, doesn't that mean I'M getting dominated by Shuten-douji?
[Disgusted_Dave]: Damn it, you absolute DEGENERATE!
As the chat surged with chaos, Max raised his right hand—the one now marked with four Command Seals.
In an instant, black flames engulfed his entire body.
The battle between the two strongest remaining fighters in this Holy Grail War officially began.
"By Command Seal—I command myself!"
"Kowai ne~" Shuten-douji's voice was a melodic purr. "How scary~ Then let's start from the fingertips, melting even the bone marrow!"
Her Noble Phantasm activated.
"Senshibankou—Shinma Doku!"
One Thousand Purples, Ten Thousand Reds—Divine Demon Poison.
Shuten-douji had morals.
But her morals and goodwill were reserved entirely for demons. As for humans...
Would you reason with bread before eating it?
So the moment Max began his transformation, Shuten-douji's sake flask shattered into countless pieces under her own slash. The rich aroma of demonic sake permeated the air—intoxicating, deadly.
And the ground, visible to the naked eye, transformed into a man-eating quagmire.
In an instant, the earth itself was stripped away by her poison, leaving no solid footing for Max anywhere.
But...
Using alcohol against an arsonist?
Isn't that a bit condescending?
In the very next second—just as Shuten-douji was wondering how Max would evade—his black flames transformed.
They spread beneath his feet like a carpet of darkness, solidifying into a platform of pure vengeance.
And standing upon those dark flames, Max's eyes burned with an inferno of their own.
"You won't have any regrets, will you? If so—then let me send you to hell without mercy!"
"Regrets?" Shuten-douji laughed, the sound like silver bells dipped in poison. "How could this one regret anything?"
Her smile turned predatory.
"But Master's angry appearance... yes, yes! This one likes you the most! Every encounter with you makes my calm heart pound. This feeling is like seeing that blond boy from long ago."
Her eyes gleamed with something between love and madness.
"No—even MORE so! So, Master... die by this one's hand. Give me your head and all your bone marrow!"
With that yandere-tier declaration, the two strongest individuals in this Holy Grail War clashed.
Flames versus slashes.
All poisons were extinguished under the raging flames of revenge.
And the strength and agility—which should have been slightly different between them—boiled up amidst the wildly pounding desire to kill.
[Motion_Sick_Mike]: Okay I'm getting carsick, gonna go vomit real quick
[Amazed_Andy]: Bro, are these really moves a HUMAN can pull off? Is an AI playing for him?
[Evolutionary_Eddie]: At this speed, how is Max even reacting?! Did humans secretly evolve without telling me?!
One could only say that the viewers watching from Max's first-person perspective were blessed—or cursed, depending on their constitution.
Under such high-speed combat, not going insane could be considered a natural talent.
But there was no other way. This was a battle between top-tier Servants.
Facing blades that slashed at his head from multiple angles, Max blocked with nothing but his fists.
The black flames coating his body had grown as thick as ink.
The powerful armored defense they provided meant that even when Shuten-douji's blade cut into his body, the wounds would be squeezed shut by the flames in the next instant.
And any injuries would regenerate immediately under their scorching heat.
The black flames of revenge were both weapon and shield.
They burned with the hatred of a man who had been wronged. They roared with the fury of a count who had lost everything. And now, powered by Beowulf's heart beating in Max's chest, they burned brighter than ever before.
In comparison, if Shuten-douji got touched by these dark flames—at best, she'd receive burns. At worst, her entire skin would fester and rot.
Just like her right hand.
She'd originally intended to use it to extract Max's bones, but before she could even touch his skin, the black flames had scorched it until it resembled a withered branch.
Strength increased! Soared! Exploded! SURGED!
As the fierce battle between them continuously escalated—blade meeting flame, fist meeting claw—another Command Seal evaporated from Max's hand.
And the remaining half of Fuyuki City—the half that was still relatively intact—suffered a devastating disaster.
Both sides went back and forth without pause.
Whether it was a punch thrown by Max or a slash delivered by Shuten-douji, each impact sent the other flying backward through the air.
Not ten meters. Not fifty meters.
Hundreds of meters.
So under their mutual exchanges, anything in Fuyuki City that could still be called a "building" either collapsed with a thunderous roar or was punched straight through, creating new passageways through the rubble.
At this point, everyone had come to terms with it.
Fuyuki City? What Fuyuki City? There was no city left. Just an endless expanse of craters, rubble, and the memories of buildings that used to stand.
The insurance companies were going to have a field day with this one.
Say goodbye to your other half, Fuyuki.
"Master~ Where did your clone ability go?" Shuten-douji's voice was teasing even as blood dripped from her wounds. "Hurry and make copies of yourself. This one wants to experience more of your affection~"
From ruins back to ruins.
After traversing half of the destroyed city, Max and Shuten-douji returned to where Maverick and the others were watching.
But this time, Shuten-douji—who had already learned to respect the power of the black flames—didn't attack rashly.
While thrusting her sword to force Max into dodging right—
The ground beneath them, saturated with her poisonous sake, suddenly manifested a mud figure resembling Shuten-douji herself.
Without hesitation, it delivered a devastating punch to Max's exposed back.
CRACK.
Blood sprayed from Max's mouth.
But under the scorching of his flames, it evaporated in less than a second.
Shuten-douji's combo wasn't finished.
After landing that heavy blow, another mud figure erupted from beneath Max's feet.
A merciless uppercut—like repayment for that beating in the shopping district—slammed into his jaw.
And Shuten-douji herself swung her shriveled right hand, striking Max's face with everything she had.
ONE. TWO. THREE.
Under this devastating three-hit combo, Max's body became a kite with cut strings, flying backward through the dust.
But before Medea or the others could voice their concern—
Max's voice roared from within the cloud of debris:
"HEAD! SPLIT INTO FIVE COPIES FOR ME!"
This wasn't like before.
Previously, Max had created clones through ultra-high-speed movement—essentially just releasing attacks from a fixed position that looked like multiple people.
But this time?
Six individuals—including the main body—attacked Shuten-douji in six different ways, from six completely different angles.
It was overwhelming. It was terrifying. It was the kind of attack that would make lesser Servants simply give up and accept death.
Facing this terrifying killing technique, Shuten-douji didn't retreat.
The mud saturated with her poisonous sake surged upward like sharp spikes, forming walls around her.
Clever.
The sake would evaporate against the flames, yes. But the mud itself wouldn't.
Through this fleeting earth barrier, the extra clones could be isolated. Only the real Max would break through first.
No matter where his true body was hiding, the first one to breach the wall would definitely be the real one.
So she only needed to slash there.
Simple.
Elegant.
But as Shuten-douji swung her blade at the breach point—
It cut through empty air.
What?
Yes, the first one to break through was indeed Max's true body.
But that didn't mean he would continue attacking from the front after breaking through.
Max's figure burst from the mud wall behind her.
But Shuten-douji had anticipated this too.
Her sword slipped from her grasp deliberately.
Her withered right arm twisted outward at an impossible angle, and all the remaining blood in that limb shot out—
Directly into Max's eyes.
BLIND HIM.
And her raised left claw lunged straight for his face!
"I knew Master wouldn't be so honest~"
Her voice was pure ecstasy.
"EAT THIS! My move to blind with blood!"
Her Noble Phantasm activated.
"NEXT—HYAKKA RYOURAN, WARE GA AI NO MEIIIII!"
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