Fate: Hero of Justice Takeover-Chapter 638

Chapter 638: Let the Battle Begin, Rin

No one knew why this transformation took so long, but as the crimson and platinum lights intertwined, the calamity that once annihilated the army of faceless angels stretched its limbs in the third-floor corridor of Tsukihime Academy. With the crisp sound of bones cracking, it announced its arrival.

"This is..." Karna murmured, an invisible terror pressing against his nerves. The hero remained unfazed, but instead of thrusting his divine spear, he leaped into the air.

Golden wings unfurled and shed, radiant solar flames etching sacred runes as the indestructible blade rapidly grew, expanding into a divine and majestic god-slaying spear.

Magic Formula: Reinforcement. Magic Formula: Sharpness. Magic Formula: Propulsion... The highest-tier enhancement spells converged into this single strike, causing the divine light to blaze so intensely it nearly rivaled the wrath of the god of destruction.

Only the tempering of countless lightning bolts could forge a peerless divine spear. Only a hero whose veins flowed with the blood of gods could unleash such awe-inspiring martial might.

"Witness the mercy of the King of Gods. Annihilation lies in this thrust!"

A supreme Noble Phantasm surpassing all limits blossomed here in dazzling brilliance—the pinnacle of anti-god armaments, a polaris spear even the King of Gods could not freely wield!

"Burn utterly—O Sun, Abide by Death (Vasavi Shakti)!"

As the spear thrust forward, space itself seemed to go berserk, writhing violently. Even the system-reinforced corridor groaned, shattering inch by inch under the spear’s advance. In the conference room, Julius watched as Karna unhesitatingly unleashed his god-slaying spear, his eyes flashing with admiration and anticipation.

Good. To prevent Sakatsuki from utilizing his speed in this form, the strongest attack must be deployed from the very beginning to utterly obliterate him!

An A++-rank (Karna’s Noble Phantasm rank in Fate/EXTRA) anti-god Noble Phantasm, further amplified by fifty percent in power—this was the true trump card he had been setting up until now.

Sakatsuki, in your freshly transformed state, can you withstand this strike?

Julius silently roared in his heart, his gaze fervently fixed on the battlefield. Facing the hero blazing like the scorching sun, the beast embodying the Messiah merely raised its hand slowly, palm upward, toward its lips.

"Haa—"

It exhaled a breath, and a wisp of dark wind gently landed upon the tip of the god-slaying spear.

The spear’s radiance shattered.

The polaris spear, infused with the full power of a top-tier Servant, multiple supreme enhancement spells, and all of Julius’s hopes, exploded outright!

Turbulent energy surged forth, its unrestrained force rampaging wildly, ruthlessly annihilating everything it touched.

But it was meaningless.

The shadow of calamity stood there, unmoved, while the hero’s spear could not even reach it. The attack could only vent its fury on the surrounding structures, like a petulant child throwing a tantrum over a denied toy—utterly incapable of eliciting even the slightest reaction from the adult.

How laughable!

"Sakatsuki! How is this possible?!" Julius slammed his palm on the table, his usual composure completely shattered. "That was Karna’s strongest Noble Phantasm! How could it be blocked so effortlessly?!"

As fate would have it, giving his all had led to such an outcome. Even Karna couldn’t remain composed. He stared fixedly at the scene of his Noble Phantasm dissipating, only lifting his gaze to the beastly silhouette before him after a long while.

"You’re intimately familiar with my Noble Phantasm—otherwise, you couldn’t have destroyed it so precisely. But why?"

Why?

Because I’d witnessed this soul-shaking strike in Romania before, and because this divine spear had nearly killed me once. 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

But after processing the experiences from that world, the God-Slaying Spear could no longer pose a threat to me.

If you want a reason—the same technique doesn’t work on a Saint Seiya twice!

A grotesque smile stretched across his bone-white mask as Sakatsuki responded to Karna by suddenly merging the skeletal tails behind him into a single bundle, gathering a crimson light of death.

"Let me show you one last thing," the illusory dual voice announced its finale. "My all-out effort."

No True Name release was needed. When the crimson light condensed into a singularity, terrifying shockwaves erupted, instantly covering the entire corridor, the entire floor, the entire academy.

The moon crystal-reinforced buildings were instantly hit by unprecedented turbulence and thunderous roars. Amid the violent tremors, countless structures cracked and fractured.

And at the center of the skeletal tails, from the dark vortex, that accumulated beam of extreme brilliance burst forth!

Like a dazzling star moving along its orbit, crowned with the majestic diadem forged from the abyss, draped in the mantle of destruction.

It soared toward that gaunt figure!

This was a star fallen from the heavens.

[Messiah·Apocalypse]!

The artificial star descended. The extreme destructive force crashed upon the son of the sun god, swallowing his form completely before exploding under its master’s unrestrained command.

In the pale storm where even sound couldn’t escape, the third layer of Tsukimihara collapsed with a thunderous crash.

Even without a direct impact, just grazing it carved a massive fissure hundreds of meters wide, nearly bisecting the entire floor. The mere residual waves of the aftermath—the spreading heat—melted everything in their path. Thick magma churned in the scorched air, cascading down to gather in the deepest crevices, forming a winding river of molten fire.

The framework of Tsukimihara vanished completely in that moment.

In its place surged overwhelming streams of raw data, and floating in this sea of ’0’s and ’1’s were a few illusory, bubble-like personal rooms—sanctuaries for the surviving Masters.

"Oh, so this is the truth of SA.RE.PH."

The sight was as fleeting as a night-blooming cereus. After Sakatsuki rubbed his chin and made his observation, the interior—enough to send those with trypophobia reincarnating into another world—disappeared without a trace. The silent academy collected its shattered fragments and reassembled itself as if nothing had happened.

Only the golden radiance drifting down the corridor remained as proof that a hero had once stood there.

"What a pity. I’m no longer who I used to be, while all of you remain stagnant."

In the calm dual-toned voice, the tall, monstrous silhouette strode forward toward the destination of this journey.

The conference room door opened.

To everyone’s surprise, Julius didn’t immediately order his servant to attack. Instead, he crouched in place, meticulously drawing a magic circle.

"Realizing you’re no match for me, so you’re preparing an escape route?"

Without hesitation, Sakatsuki transformed into a phantom and closed in: "Trying to leave right in front of me? Do you take me for... an idiot!"

The moment he charged forward, the magic circle blazed with light. But Julius didn’t step into it—instead, he hid behind the figure emerging from the circle with a cold smirk.

The figure that appeared from the transfer circle was none other than Rin, who had been captured!

How fast was Sakatsuki in his beast form? By the time he realized it was a trap, it was already too late to stop. Yet his expression remained unshaken as his spear-like hand continued its thrust straight toward Rin’s face.

Crack.

An A-rank Mystic Code shattered into pieces the moment it materialized, averting the tragedy of Sakatsuki killing his own friend. His razor-sharp bone tail lashed out in fury, carving a deep wound into Julius. But that momentary delay was all Julius needed—he activated the pre-charged magic circle and vanished.

"That sly bastard got away."

The bone mask crumbled, his armor dissipating. The young man blinked his golden, slit-pupiled eyes before raising an eyebrow at the shaken girl.

"So? Was that thrilling enough for you? Heart-pounding?"

"You..." Rin finally snapped out of her daze, reaching into her pocket to feel the fragments of the Mystic Code. "Was this... from back on the rooftop?"

"Of course. Someone as brilliant as me saw through Julius’s scheme long ago. So I played along and secretly prepared a backup Mystic Code just in case." Sakatsuki grinned triumphantly. "See? Mission accomplished."

"You realized it back then..." The girl lowered her gaze. "Meanwhile, I knew nothing and just charged right in."

"Yep. Like a dumb deer."

Hearing this, Rin looked up with mild irritation. But the sight of the young man’s handsome face drained her urge to argue. She slumped against the wall in resignation.

"Yeah, that’s right. I’m just that stupid—always overthinking things, always messing up when it matters most..."

"Don’t be so hard on yourself. You just couldn’t bring yourself to give up." Sakatsuki sat down beside her. "Your pride wouldn’t let you betray me, but your reason told you that if Julius succeeded, you’d at least have a chance at victory."

"You wanted to go with the flow, let Julius seize the opportunity to defeat me—but you also felt guilty about betraying our friendship. So conflicted that you forgot even basic caution."

Though his words sounded critical, there was a gentle understanding in his tone. Rin turned to look at him, but Sakatsuki wasn’t meeting her gaze. He was staring at the ceiling with a faint smile.

Who wouldn’t adore a tsundere girl so kind-hearted and devoted?

Too bad the eternal moon hanging in the sky was watching them coldly, indifferent to their plight.

If they wanted to indulge in romance, they’d chosen far too cruel a stage.

"...Hey, why don’t you just surrender to me? This lady will personally deliver your last words back to Earth."

"Rin, did Julius knock you out by smashing the back of your head? Should I take you to the infirmary to have your adorable little sister treat you? Or should I prepare some pig brain stew next year to commemorate you?"

"Tch."

"If you have objections to pig brain, how about spicy fish head? Numbing rabbit head? Spicy lamb brain?... Fine, if none of those appeal to you, how about tofu pudding? Being too picky isn’t good for your health, you know?"

"Shut up! Are you an idiot whose head is only full of food?" Rin pouted and gave him a light smack. "It’s all because you’ve gotten so much stronger! If there was still a chance to win in the first two battles, now I can’t even imagine how to beat you!"

"There is a way," Sakatsuki said, tilting his head to dodge the girl’s soft, fragrant hand. Meeting her puzzled gaze, the young man stood up and spread his arms.

White hair fluttered, red robes billowed, and his voice brimmed with the same confidence and dominance as always.

"Come on, right here, right now—let’s fight, Rin."

"Big bro promises to only use his original strength, so you’ll lose fair and square."