Kapitel 334: God Slayer

"God? Disrespectful?" Arkhan muttered, his lips curling slightly.

With a beckon of his hand, Black Abyss materialized in his grasp, its black tip exuding an unsettling aura of death.

"I think you might have misunderstood something..."

His figure flickered slightly, appearing in front of Kama as if he had teleported. Black Abyss swept across like a lightning bolt, while his black pupils reflected a cold, chilling light.

"For beings like us, gods are nothing more than our prey."

Kama's pupils suddenly contracted, a faint glow appearing in front of her as a gorgeously shaped spear materialized, clashing against the Black Abyss.

*DING!*

"Vajra, huh? Indeed, you truly live up to your reputation. Looks like your close combat abilities aren't too shabby either." Arkhan remarked calmly.

"Gods have no weaknesses." Kama sneered.

"Don't spout such nonsense in front of me." Arkhan retorted indifferently.

He swiftly flicked his wrist, the edge of Black Abyss wedging into the gap of Vajra, pushing it aside, leaving Kama wide open, before delivering a swift kick to her abdomen.

*BANG!*

"It's not like I haven't faced beings like gods before." Arkhan added.

*BOOM!* *BOOM!* *BOOM!* *BOOOM—!*

Kama was instantly sent flying dozens of meters, crushing all the stones along the way with the walls.

"Ugh..." Kama's face slightly contorted in pain as she clutched her abdomen, looking at him with a gloomy gaze. "Godslayer?"

Arkhan smiled slightly and didn't respond.

"I see, because of that black dragon..." Kama took a deep breath, standing up with determination. "Since that's the case, I can't let you live."

For Servants possessing divinity, the most troublesome opponents were those with 'God-Slayer' skill, even if it was the lowest rank of 'God-Slayer', it could still cause them considerable trouble.

For beings like Kama, who was a Divine Spirit, her situation was even more complicated. Because her existence possessed not just simple divinity but a divine core that belonged solely to Dive Spirits. Due to their status, they could ignore some lower-rank 'God-Slayer' skills. However, when facing higher-rank 'God-Slayer', they would suffer greater damage.

Due to Arkhan's past experiences of slaying numerous gods, his 'God-Slayer' rank had long reached 'A'. Combined with his current Rider class and the influence of Nidhogg, his 'God-Slayer' rank had skyrocketed to an unimaginable rank, posing a serious threat to Kama.

Even if all the other Servants were combined, they wouldn't match up to the threat he posed to her.

Realizing this, Kama immediately raised Arkhan's danger level in her mind, even approaching that of a Counter Guardian.

'No matter what, this man had to die today!'

Kama raised her hand slightly, and a faint blue flame ignited on Vajra. The terrifying heat distorted the surrounding space into chaos, rushing toward Arkhan like a released arrow.

In the moment of collision, Arkhan already realized the terrifying power of these blue flames and didn't underestimate them. With a gesture, thirteen golden spears flew out from his back, clashing against the incoming attack.

*BOOM!* *BOOM!* *BOOM!* *BOOM!* *BOOM!* *BOOM!*

It was as if two intercontinental missiles collided as consecutive deafening explosions echoed through the sky, turning the already destroyed Fortress of Millennia into rubble. However, under the deliberate control of both sides, the shockwaves of the explosion did not reach the corner where the Greater Grail was kept.

Taking advantage of the smoke and dust for cover, Kama summoned a gorgeously crafted bow made of sugarcane into her hands.

*Whoosh—!*

Drawing the bowstring, beautiful flowers converged, forming several sharp arrows silently cutting through the smoke, heading straight for Arkhan.

*Clang!* *Cling!*

The crisp sound of metal resounded as Arkhan casually flicked away the arrows with Black Abyss, glancing indifferently at the freshly broken flower arrows on the ground before turning to Kama.

"You think you can threaten me with such petty tricks? You really underestimate me." Arkhan remarked with an unimpressed voice.

"Tch!"

Kama's face darkened as she waved her hand, and her Vajra immediately flew back into her grasp. This weapon, known as the weapon of Indra, wielded tremendous power, yet it hadn't gained any advantage in their recent clash.

'Where did this man get so many peculiar and powerful Noble Phantasms from?!' Kama thought with frustration.

"What's wrong? Not planning to come at me again?" Arkhan's voice echoed calmly. "Well then, I won't hold back."

*BOOM!*

With those words, he stomped on the ground, darting toward Kama like an arrow released from its bowstring.

"Hmph, is this your strategy? It's so crude it's laughable." Kama sneered.

Charging straight at her like this, could this man possibly have a screw loose in his head?

She raised her sugarcane bow, aiming straight for Arkhan's head. But just as she was about to release the bowstring, a flurry of crimson feathers suddenly caught her eye.

Kama's consciousness immediately became sluggish, her gaze becoming hazy.

Seizing the opportunity, Arkhan mercilessly thrust Black Abyss toward her heart.

For humans, the heart was a vital organ for sustaining life, but for Servants, it was a fatal weak point. If it was critically injured, damaging their Saint Graph, they were almost as good as out of the fight.

The power of Fenghuang Down didn't last long. Under the influence of her divine core, Kama quickly regained her clarity, watching as a black spear tip rapidly approached her chest.

She was instantly petrified with fear, instinctively sidestepping.

*Squelch!*

The pitch-black spear sliced through her arm, crimson blood spraying out, blossoming into grotesque flowers on the ground.

"Guh..."

Kama grunted, her beautiful face contorted in pain, but Arkhan showed no mercy. Advancing with Black Abyss in hand, he didn't intend to give her any breathing room.

*DING!*

Forced to endure the pain, Kama swung her Vajra to block his attack, simultaneously widening the distance between them.

"What a shame..." Arkhan shook his head with a hint of regret.

Fenghuang Down, as a Noble Phantasm, still couldn't compare to the original. Otherwise, Kama wouldn't have woken up so quickly.

Kama glanced at her shoulder, where a deep wound oozed crimson blood. What was even more eerie, however, was the strange black mist swirling around the injury.

These black mists not only hindered her recovery but also continuously infused the power of death into her body. Even with her divine core's power, she could only halt the spread of this energy, unable to do anything about the mists.

She turned her head, casting a wary gaze at the black spear in Arkhan's hand. She had initially thought it was just an ordinary Noble Phantasm, but she hadn't expected it to possess such eerie power.

"Is that spear what you relied on to kill gods?" Kama mocked in a low voice.

"Who knows? Maybe what you see is all there is to me..." Arkhan chuckled lightly, his chin raised slightly as he glanced at her nonchalantly. "Or maybe... it's just a drop in the ocean."

"Don't play dumb with me... acting all nonchalant!" Kama roared in anger, thoroughly enraged by his display of nonchalance.

Vigorously swinging her arm, with azure flames burning, the thunder of Vajra shot out, heading straight for Arkhan.