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Chapter 572: Blackened Artoria
Each time the golden sword light illuminated, it was like an eraser, directly clearing out the dark tide of Yin Spirits.
Buzz!
Buzz!
Even Uchiha Madara and Gojo Satoru were taken aback by the brilliant spectacle.
Minato Namikaze, who was unwilling to participate in such a fight, constantly changed his position in the air, and at the same time noticed this powerful being who had just appeared.
The golden-haired girl had a resolute expression, as if every swing of her sword was driven by some belief.
"There's an unstoppable momentum in that sword…"
Uchiha Madara originally didn't want to be manipulated by that host in such a despicable way. He was confident in his strength, believing that as long as that guy encountered certain problems that required his intervention, his so-called revival would eventually come.
As someone who had been an ambitious schemer for many years, he clearly understood that the mad Master's so-called "revival" could not be anything purely good.
If it didn't benefit him, that guy wouldn't do it at all.
So the only explanation was that even if he was revived and regained a physical body, he would only become a tool to be driven by the other party.
But at this moment, he clearly felt the woman exude a strong resolve, as if every sword strike was accompanied by an absolute belief in victory.
No, that was probably more than just belief. Uchiha Madara's Three-Tomoe Sharingan rotated slightly, as if he saw countless figures appearing behind the woman.
As she raised her twin swords, those countless figures simultaneously cheered, and a will like mountains and seas permeated the entirety of that sword.
Win!
Must win!
This battle must be won!
Even if we all die, my King… must win!
Boom!
Uchiha Madara, with the Nine-Tails beneath him, quickly shifted position, only to see the overwhelming sword light directly shatter the original balance of this place.
Millennium Bug lowered his head, and the next moment, his figure rapidly rushed towards Saber.
He had an unparalleled longing for revival; he still wanted to return to his war-torn hometown to see if his younger brother and mother were well without him.
The strong aura emanating from Artoria seemed to instantly become the target of all, with countless Yin Spirit tides sweeping towards her. Only Black Face, whose status vaguely surpassed all Yin Spirits, stood with his sword sheathed beneath the broccoli-like Divine Kingdom Gikai, showing no intention of moving.
Even the Guardian Spirit Lyubu was wildly wielding his Halberd, striking down approaching Yin Spirits, and also rushing towards Artoria.
Domain Expansion: Sound Kill Underworld!
The dark Domain instantly unfolded, and the eerie Cursed Energy surged in an instant. In this special space without life, death, day, or night, the distortion in Reincarnator Millennium Bug's heart grew day by day, and his Cursed Energy increased instead of decreasing.
Artoria turned her head, only to see a trench-coated man making strange hand seals, with a black space unfolding behind him, directly enveloping her.
An unusually dangerous intuition arose.
Artoria suddenly gripped her hands tightly and fiercely raised the Holy Sword in her hand.
Her magical power erupted decisively.
Millennium Bug watched as the Domain was about to close, but was startled to see the space above constantly agitating from the magical power released by the Sword of Promised Victory.
Could Artoria release her Noble Phantasm in this state?!
That should be impossible.
But considering her unusual mastery over that Star Holy Sword, and how many Holy Knights in the so-called Round Table Meeting almost unconditionally trusted Artoria as Arthur, no one could say what would happen if she truly decided to release her Holy Sword.
Without daring to hesitate, Millennium Bug spoke directly.
"Sleep!"
In a place like this, Cursed Kill was meaningless; on the contrary, Sleep was the ultimate killing technique.
The sound waves vibrated, and countless chimes inside the Domain shook simultaneously. Artoria's body trembled, and her eyes seemed to be closing, but the next moment, that sword still decisively struck down.
Pfft!
Outside the dark Domain, Gojo Satoru watched in astonishment as the golden sword light erupted directly from within the Domain. Millennium Bug's spirit body was split in half and fell to the ground, then returned to the Underworld.
"Tsk, what a powerful sword, what a powerful will~"
Gojo Satoru stretched his limbs. At this moment, even he was interested in participating.
But the next moment, Black Face, who had remained still, suddenly drew his sword.
It was as if the entire space vibrated. The Yin Spirits too close to him directly twisted into black liquid and merged into the blade of the sword he drew back.
"Black Face, draw your blade!"
A low voice sounded, accompanied by a strong howling.
Gojo Satoru, who had removed his blindfold, had just opened his Six Eyes. Below Uchiha Madara, the Susanoo's light had just covered the Nine-Tails' body.
He felt a strong suction. That feeling was so familiar; every time he was forcibly pulled back into the host's body, it felt like this, though this suction force was slightly weaker now.
But that "weakness" was only relative to complete and powerful spirit bodies like theirs. On the other side, the tidal wave of dark Yin Spirits, almost entirely turned into ink and devoured like whales as Black Face's katana moved.
Then, everyone fell silent, a strong premonition in their hearts.
"It's coming!"
Black Face took a step forward, gripping his sword with both hands, and directly made a horizontal slash towards everyone!
Divine One-Strike!
Buzz!
The entire Consciousness Sea instantly split open. Only Bai Cangshu, seated high above the Heart's Throne, curled his lips into a cruel smile.
Everyone else seemed to have been directly cut open by this one strike.
That was a terrifying strike after absorbing tens of thousands of Yin Spirits. Artoria turned her head and barely had time to angle her sword to block in front of her.
The dark sword light seemed to cleave the world. In just a flash, Artoria was sent flying.
At this moment, black mud, dark as ink, cascaded from the Heart's Throne like a waterfall, "just happening" to envelop the flying Artoria.
This is…
Gojo Satoru, whose Limitless had been severed for the first time in his life, tumbled with his upper body, his Six Eyes still open. He saw everything.
He hadn't revealed his strongest form yet, and Uchiha Madara clearly hadn't entered his peak state, yet Black Face so abruptly unleashed this sword strike…
It was all the host's idea; he had already chosen the person he wanted to revive!
No, he had already chosen the one he wanted to control!
Puff, puff, puff…
The sound of countless spirit bodies and corpses falling into the Underworld echoed. This was a rare occurrence in this space since its appearance: almost all spirit bodies were slain and returned to the Underworld.
In an instant, the Underworld seemed to boil.
White Mask barely managed to crawl out of the Underworld, freed from the state of being entangled by desire, only to see black mud descending from the sky, directly engulfing Artoria.
Damn it!
That guy had chosen Artoria from the very beginning…
Bai Cangshu hadn't actually chosen Artoria from the start. He wasn't in a hurry to turn these spirit bodies into fighting power in the short term.
Relatively speaking, because it would cost the high price of an a-rank special point, if he didn't have dealings with the other gatherings and East Xia, even if he squeezed Li Qingzi and One Thought Green Silk dry, this would still be a luxurious price.
If he had to choose, he might have been more inclined to revive Gojo Satoru and Uchiha Madara, who possessed special Sharingan and abilities, with black mud, as they could be useful in other aspects.
But the strong resonance Artoria had just displayed made him incredibly greedy, and he instantly changed his mind.
"Hate, be empty, demand…"
"Artoria Pendragon, what you seek but cannot obtain, you can freely seize with me!"
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