Type-Moon: I! The Magic King! Am going to marry Tiamat!

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Because having both daughters learn the family's magic tricks is equivalent to dividing the family's magical power into two parts, which weakens the inheritance.

This is the predicament of small families. Unlike large families, they do not have a wide variety of magic, so they can classify magic to pass on to different offspring. If there is only one type, then naturally it can only be passed down in one lineage.

"What?! Masaka! Is it magic?!"

Kenneth said with a look of surprise and uncertainty, "After thinking it over, this is the only explanation I could come up with."

Otherwise, ordinary magicians would find it extremely difficult to deal with even one or two Heroic Spirits who don't have any magic-based abilities, as they would be overwhelmed by the mystery surrounding Heroic Spirits.

Someone like Ma En, who can single-handedly fight against tens of thousands of people, has already gone beyond the realm of magic.

He looked at Tokiomi Tohsaka, hoping the other party could provide an explanation, since Tokiomi Tohsaka was listed as Maren's mentor on the Clock Tower's register.

Tokiomi Tohsaka noticed Kenneth's gaze and shook his head, saying:

"I'm not entirely sure either. I'm just his mentor in name only; we're really just collaborators. I always thought Ma Enjun was just good at generating magic, but I never expected..."

As he spoke, he glanced at Mar En's retreating figure, who had already turned back to look at the corrupted army, and thought to himself, 'It seems there's still much I, your partner, don't know, Mr. Mar En.'

He only recently realized that, despite spending nearly a year together, he knew very little about Marx and Engels.

Sometimes, things are understood but not explicitly stated by both parties. Now it seems there is a big misunderstanding, and some things are just his wishful thinking.

It seems that if everyone is safe and sound after this incident, it will be necessary to have a proper talk with Marx and Engels.

Let's get back to the battlefield.

The laser rain finally stopped, leaving behind a large crater that had been plowed hundreds of meters deep.

The so-called "blackened army" has long since vanished into thin air, leaving not even a trace.

Iskandar has also disappeared without a trace, and there is no sign of any enemy left.

"Something's not right." En's gaze sharpened, and he quickly looked around, activating spatial scanning at the same time.

"If Iskandar is dead, then this Reality Marble should have collapsed. Is he still alive?"

Is Kandar still alive?

Maren wasn't sure either, but he felt that under that kind of attack, Iskandar would most likely perish along with the corrupted army.

After all, Iskandar had run out of Noble Phantasms and had no means to resist these successive terrifying attacks.

"Moreover, the Holy Grail did not appear."

Marne recalled that after the Grail holder in a singularity was destroyed, the Grail should have been left behind, because it was a crucial item, and only by dealing with it could the singularity be repaired.

"Huh? Over there, it was blown away, wasn't it?"

Just as he was thinking this, Ma En scanned a cup with a huge magical reaction. It must be the Holy Grail. However, the Holy Grail was not in the crater. Instead, it had flown hundreds of meters away and was lying quietly on the ground.

Following the direction of my gaze, I indeed saw a large golden cup that shimmered in the blazing sun.

"It seems the problem has been solved."

Those who had been watching Marne's movements also noticed the Holy Grail and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Only the Lion King and his mother, Gilgamesh, frowned, believing that things were not so simple.

as predicted!

A figure suddenly appeared in front of the Holy Grail.

"Honestly, I thought it was a good source of material, but it turned out to be such a waste."

As the visitor muttered these words, Ma En and the others finally got a clear look at his appearance.

Wearing a long, brown-black suit, he stood tall and straight. If you didn't look at his head, you might mistake him for a gentleman. However, above his neck was a bull's head, making him a typical minotaur, somewhat resembling a traditional demon.

His appearance and his words immediately put everyone on alert.

If nothing unexpected happens, this is the mastermind behind this disaster.

But the minotaur ignored Marne and the others and reached out to grab the Holy Grail on the ground.

Ma En raised an eyebrow and instantly activated 'Visual Spatial Transfer'.

In a flash, he appeared in front of the minotaur.

He grabbed the Holy Grail with one hand, used it as a fulcrum, flipped his body, and kicked the minotaur in mid-air.

Bang!

The terrifying power of Marn, amplified by divinity, struck the minotaur as if it had vanished into thin air.

Ma En's face darkened, and he quickly used the momentum to tumble back more than ten meters away.

After landing and putting away the Holy Grail, Ma En looked at the minotaur who had been sent flying and fallen to the ground, and said indifferently, "It's not polite to touch other people's spoils of war."

"Is that so? Then I'm in trouble, since it's an important tool."

"In that case, I'll have to resort to robbery. What a hassle. I'm not good at fighting. Sigh, I shouldn't have agreed to Floros's request to take over the work here. Working outside is really not my thing."

The minotaur watched silently as the Holy Grail disappeared from Marne's hand, speaking in a calm tone what he called a source of distress.

Ma En raised an eyebrow: "Floros, the sixty-fourth of the seventy-two demons of Solomon, so you are one too?"

He looked at this unfamiliar figure. Although he already knew that this must be him, he couldn't help but be curious about who this pillar was, that he could take his kick without even wobbling.

It seems that this is one of the top-ranked Demon God Pillars, and it appears to be much stronger than those at the very top, and much stronger than those who are either slacking off or holding back.

"Well, it doesn't matter if I tell you, since you're all going to die anyway, I might as well let you die knowing why."

The minotaur calmly delivered his death declaration to Marne and the others, continuing, "My name is Moragas, the twenty-first of the seventy-two demonic pillars."

"Hmm?" En was slightly taken aback.

Moragus? That name sounds so familiar.

and many more!

Ma En looked the minotaur up and down, and the more he looked, the more familiar the outfit seemed.

Moraxes, Moraxes, Moraxes?!

Chapter 137 The Lion King, who also practices dictatorship, Marne: ? I kill the immortal!

Looking at the minotaur's attire, Ma En couldn't help but feel a pang of unease.

Depend on!

Don't think I don't know, you're totally cosplaying the Geo Archon!

"What? Are you already starting to despair? Don't worry, I'll be more ruthless and make sure you don't suffer too much."

Seeing the strange expression on Marn's face, the minotaur Moragos assumed that Marn was frightened and said calmly, beckoning with his hand.

Rumble~!

The earth shook violently, and with several loud 'bangs!', the ground shattered, and several enormous tentacles, covered with eerie crimson demonic eyes that would drive anyone crazy, reached out.

Dozens of crimson demonic eyes glared at Ma En and the others, their red light brewing and bursting forth in beams of light with terrifying magical power, each comparable to a grand magic spell, with considerable power.

However, Ma En had already made preparations as soon as the other side made a move, quickly constructing more than a hundred layers of shields for everyone.

Naturally, no one would stand idly by and take the beating. They scattered and dodged, and even the weakest of them, Irisviel, was held by the Lion King to avoid being hit.

Boom! Rumble! Rumble!

The crimson beam missed its target and struck the ground, causing a violent explosion.

"With this power, each shot must be at least at the level of a man-portable missile."

Ma En glanced at them and roughly knew the strength of the opposing side.

But as the other side said, this Moragos doesn't seem to be very good at fighting. Not only is his 'Sunset Red Gun Technique' haphazard, but his attacks are also completely disorganized. He just aims at people and shoots, which makes it easy to dodge.

but……

Marne activated the magic program, pouring a large amount of magic power from the Furnace of Desire, and while dodging, waved back at his opponent with an even larger and thicker beam of magic cannon light.

Boom!

Moragus was hit without flinching or dodging, but he was completely unharmed.

"Sure enough, my kick just now was the same. This guy is good at fighting, but he's also very good at defending. With this skill, no wonder he dares to cosplay the Rock King."

Not good at attacking, but good at defending, so he can indeed be considered not good at fighting.

However, they were well-prepared for such a well-defended opponent.

Marne turned around and shouted, "Lancer! You're in!"

The Lion King's Noble Phantasm, Rungominiad, has an invincible piercing effect.

This is the description in the game "Waste Dog". In reality, there is no such thing as invincibility, so this effect is achieved: it will definitely penetrate.

No matter how high the enemy's defenses are, whether it's their equipment or abilities, they will all be pierced through when Rungomniyad unleashes his true name.

"learn!"

The Lion King here naturally also saw Marne's probing attack.

She also knew that this enemy was the obstacle she needed to overcome.

"Alice, I'm counting on you for the enhancement."

She set Master Irisviel down and stood between her and the enemy, preparing herself while giving Irisviel a reminder.

"Yes! I understand." Rieslf nodded seriously and raised her hand to use a Command Seal.

"By Command Spell, Lancer, unleash your Noble Phantasm and defeat the enemy!"

The instructions were vague, yet they granted the Lion King maximum benefits, including mana replenishment, increased Noble Phantasm power, and accuracy correction.

Seeing this, the others quickly joined forces with Ma En to shield her from Moragos's attack, buying her time to unleash her Noble Phantasm.

Without further ado, the Lion King began immediately.

"Thirteen restraints released—Sealthirteen! Decision start!"

The Holy Lance glowed with golden light, and the Lion King's pupils were also tinged with a pale gold.

"This battle! A battle for survival!" — Admitted, Kay.