Chapter 19: This Makes Disposal More Convenient
When the smoke and ice crystals dispersed, Cu Chulainn stood leaning on his spear, a large depression in the ground beneath his feet, his right arm hanging limply, and his lower body hammered into the earth.
"Cough, cough, cough..."
Cu Chulainn spat out a mouthful of blood with a wretched cough. He couldn't help but let out a bitter laugh. The Heroic Spirit energy that had been devoured earlier was simply too fatal, causing his combat power to plummet severely. Otherwise, facing a heavily wounded enemy, he wouldn't have lost so miserably. Of course, Cu Chulainn would never say these words out loud. A loss was a loss; no excuse could erase the word "defeat."
Heavy footsteps sounded, and Cu Chulainn looked ahead. Through the hazy ice mist, he saw a pair of blood-red eyes.
In truth, both Gilgamesh and Cu Chulainn had misjudged Amu's abilities. What they considered severe injuries were merely a drizzle to Amu. Even if an enemy crushed his skull, Amu could still swing his hammer back at them, let alone having a dozen bloody holes pierced through his body.
Thump, thump, thump.
Amu charged a few steps to Cu Chulainn's front, reaching out with a hand wreathed in chilling cold toward the enemy.
Two minutes later, Amu bent over, panting heavily, a blood spear piercing through his chest. Yet in his hand, he held Cu Chulainn, whose face was covered in blood.
Amu tossed Cu Chulainn in his hand, precisely catching the opponent's right leg. He sank his waist and gathered his strength.
Bang!
Cu Chulainn was slammed to the ground by Amu. But that wasn't the end. Amu gripped Cu Chulainn's right calf and began swinging him wildly back and forth.
Bang, bang, bang, bang...
Witnessing this scene, Matou Shinji shuddered and instinctively stepped back a few paces. Even Gilgamesh nearby twitched the corner of his eye slightly. Such a brutal scene, he truly hadn't seen many times.
As for Tohsaka Rin not far from Amu, her mouth was slightly agape, her expression seeming to say, "It seems like there's no need to keep smashing him. Barring any surprises, that Heroic Spirit is definitely dead. I guarantee it."
After Amu had smashed him for a full few minutes, he tossed the somewhat deformed Cu Chulainn aside. This was a move he had learned from watching movies with Bubu Wang, and it was exceptionally satisfying.
Dropping Cu Chulainn, Amu plopped down on the ground, completely exhausted and unable to fight any longer.
"Quite a... splendid battle."
Gilgamesh, wearing a white shirt and a black biker jacket, walked over. His attire was stylish, and from an aesthetic standpoint, Gilgamesh was undoubtedly top-notch.
With his hands in his pockets and a leisurely demeanor, Gilgamesh arrived before Amu.
"For your loyal protection of your Master, I grant you a glorious death."
A golden spatial ripple appeared diagonally above Gilgamesh, and a sharp sword emerged from the golden ripple.
Clang!
A blade aura nearly ten meters in diameter tore through the night sky, slashing straight toward Gilgamesh. The long sword shot out from the golden ripple above him, meeting the incoming slash.
With a thunderous roar, Gilgamesh's Noble Phantasm was sent flying.
A figure leaped down from a tall building beside the parking lot, landing with a crash on a black car, crushing its roof.
Watching the silent, approaching man, Gilgamesh's expression remained unchanged, his inner thought being, "Where did this mongrel come from?"
"Rin, don't just stand there. Go kill that blue-haired guy watching the show over there."
"Alright, alright."
Tohsaka Rin breathed a long sigh of relief. Her Servant had finally arrived. In truth, Su Xiao had arrived a few minutes earlier but had planned to help Amu with a long-range kill on Cu Chulainn. Unexpectedly, Amu had taken care of the enemy on his own. As for chivalry or such, sorry, Su Xiao didn't have that. When given the chance to gang up, he would never duel an enemy alone.
Su Xiao walked forward slowly, blue smoke enveloping his left arm. The next moment, he suddenly vanished from his spot, appearing directly in front of Gilgamesh. He had plenty of experience dealing with Gilgamesh. A serious Gilgamesh was incredibly strong, but this guy almost never got serious. Given the current rank of the Holy Grail World, if Gilgamesh went all out, he could definitely surpass Fourth Rank combat power, reaching just shy of Fifth Rank.
Su Xiao's sudden appearance caught Gilgamesh off guard, but the next moment, he no longer felt surprised. If he dared to remain complacent, he might die here.
The long blade slashed diagonally toward Gilgamesh's throat. A golden spatial ripple immediately appeared at the side of Gilgamesh's neck, and a halberd thrust out.
With a crisp clang, the halberd was severed. Such was the sharpness of Dragon-Slaying Flash. Seizing this brief opening, Gilgamesh leaned back and leaped, a thin line of blood appearing on his cheek.
As soon as he landed, Gilgamesh's face twisted with anger. "A mere mongrel dares to wound the King!"
As he spoke, dozens of golden spatial ripples appeared behind Gilgamesh. He was starting to get serious.
Su Xiao's eyes flickered with blue light. After nearly slashing through empty air, he tightened his grip on the sword. He felt the night breeze gently caress the blade, and also the slight resistance as it cut through the air.
"That which I alone cannot sever..."
Su Xiao murmured under his breath. The next moment, a surge of blood energy enveloped Dragon-Slaying Flash. The comprehension of a Blade Grandmaster was fully displayed in this instant.
'Blood Blade.'
With a swish, Su Xiao slashed out a blood-colored blade aura. This blade aura was similar in sharpness to ordinary ones, but its speed was several times greater. This was an ability Su Xiao had developed himself. The concept was his own, and he had put it into practice together with Sha, successfully developing it.
By cooperating with Sha, Su Xiao had gained not only an improvement in close combat abilities but also Sha's insight from the Void.
Gilgamesh only saw a flash of red light before his eyes, and the next moment, a sharp pain erupted from his chest.
With a splat, a large spurt of blood burst from Gilgamesh's chest. But this guy was, after all, the once-strongest Heroic Spirit. With his control, the dozens of weapons from the Gate of Babylon shot toward Su Xiao.
Counter shields materialized around Su Xiao. He extended his left hand, and dozens of counter shields transformed into blade-shaped energy weapons, meeting the incoming weapons from the Gate of Babylon.
A series of crisp clangs rang out. Seizing this opening, Su Xiao leaped sideways, his long blade slashing forward repeatedly, sending out a large swath of blade aura.
By the time Gilgamesh had shattered all the blade aura with his Gate of Babylon, Su Xiao had vanished from his sight.
With a bang, a blinding light exploded beneath Gilgamesh's feet. He instinctively raised his hand to shield his eyes, and a massive array of golden spatial ripples appeared behind him—at least a hundred of them, a truly spectacular sight.
When the blinding light faded, Su Xiao was gone. Amu was gone. Tohsaka Rin, Matou Shinji, and the others were all gone.
Gilgamesh was clearly momentarily stunned, because Su Xiao had actually fled with his people. This left him somewhat puzzled.
Several kilometers away, three figures moved through the night.
"Stop. The battle fluctuations over there have ceased."
Nelloy halted, a spider crawling into her collar from beside her ear.
"Damn it, that bastard really chose to monitor us."
Old Smoky lit a cigarette, which visibly shortened as he inhaled.
Indeed, it was because Bubu Wang had sent intelligence informing Su Xiao that Stan and the others had arrived that he stopped fighting Gilgamesh.
In an alley in Fuyuki City, Su Xiao carried Amu on his back, held Tohsaka Rin under his right arm, and dragged Matou Shinji with his left hand.
Matou Shinji, instantly captured, was completely dumbfounded. He stiffly turned his head and managed a weak smile at Su Xiao.
"Uh, hello. What should I call you?"
Su Xiao ignored Matou Shinji. He first set down Amu and Tohsaka Rin, then stuffed Matou Shinji into a trash can in the alley.
"Uh... Are we taking the trash can back too? Though it does suit him..."
Tohsaka Rin had a bad feeling, but she didn't stop it. This was the Holy Grail War, and such brutal slaughter always claimed lives.
"No, this makes disposing of the body more convenient."
"No! Don't kill me! Whatever you want to know, I'll tell you everything! Please don't kill me!"
Matou Shinji, inside the trash can, had tears in his eyes because he sensed that Su Xiao would really kill him—and without a moment's hesitation.