Magician in Type-Moon

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The treasures from the gate of the King's Palace poured down like a torrential rain, slamming into the Black Mud Dragon and the five-headed dragon Tiamat.

When Fujimaru Ritsuka first mastered the power of a Heroic Spirit, she was a little unsure of how to handle it, especially since she was using the power of someone like Gilgamesh on her first try.

Fujimaru Ritsuka didn't care at all about things that weren't her own treasure trove, throwing away all sorts of random original texts as if they were free.

The divine spear that slays dragons.

The blade that kills gods.

The King's Dagger.

Wait, wait, wait...

Like a meteor piercing the air, it hits the target directly.

Under this relentless onslaught, the flesh and blood of the five-headed dragon Tiamat were constantly being sliced ​​away by the sharp blades.

In an instant, the dragon's scales shattered, blood splattered everywhere, and large chunks of flesh were torn apart.

However, the instant His body was severed, His flesh, those writhing chunks of flesh, expanded like an inflating balloon, rapidly covering the damaged parts.

The sight before Fujimaru Ritsuka and the others was astonishing: Tiamat's wounds healed in an instant, the scars of countless cuts being instantly filled with newly grown flesh.

However, under this relentless offensive, His attack was slightly halted, and Mash, who had been maintaining the Chalk City at a high intensity, also had a precious respite.

"Damn it, we can't kill all these demonized dragons. If this continues, we'll just be worn down and die here," Lancer said angrily, gritting his teeth.

She had already been galloping freely among the demonized two-legged dragons, killing countless times.

He moved through them at an astonishing speed, entering and exiting seven times, constantly slaying these immortal dragon-like monsters.

It wasn't until Fujimaru Ritsuka obtained the power of a Heroic Spirit that she had a chance to rest.

"Mr. El-Melloi, senior, please think of something!" Mash was now bearing the full responsibility of defense, and her entire body was already soaked in sweat.

El-Melloi II had been thinking about this since the very beginning of the battle, considering how to win this final battle.

All the previously simulated combat scenarios have now become obsolete.

The most pressing issue right now is the lack of crucial intelligence.

Although we knew in advance that this monster had an amazing regenerative ability, we had no idea where its limits lay.

And those demonized flying dragons that can regenerate endlessly seem to be able to regenerate indefinitely.

Although these flying dragons aren't ridiculously strong, Lancer and Saber can kill them instantly before they fully develop.

However, they keep regenerating. If there is the slightest carelessness and a few fully formed dragons are released, the main battlefield may collapse directly as a result.

"Ritsuka, do you remember the role Gilgamesh played with his eyes when he fought against us?" El-Melloi II suddenly called out to Fujimaru Ritsuka.

When Fujimaru Ritsuka heard this, she instantly understood the second prince's intention.

He then channeled the magic power flowing within his body to his eyes, and the power of the Omniscient and Omnipotent Star manifested its true potential at this moment.

Several pieces of information flooded into Fujimaru Ritsuka's mind.

Tiamat, the Five-Headed Dragon Mother (Characteristics: Divinity, Spirit, Dragon, Demon, Colossus)

Divine Core: Inferior (Note: Formed by condensing sufficient divinity obtained by devouring ancient demon gods)

Authority: Mother of all dragons (Note: The authority of the mother is merged with the authority of the dragon god), God who walks the world (Note: The corresponding authority will be greatly amplified in this realm).

Special: Ineffective against pigification, subject to EA special attack - questionable, potential darkness beyond the domain (as a gluttonous dragon existing outside of human history, if it were allowed to devour everything, it might create a planet inhabited only by demonized dragons)...

Several streams of information rushed into Fujimaru Ritsuka's mind, making him somewhat dizzy and almost causing him to stumble and fall.

After regaining his senses, he immediately shared the information with everyone.

“Excellent intelligence, especially…” El-Melloi II said, then suddenly glanced at Fujimaru Ritsuka, as if he had figured something out.

"Are you specifically targeted by the Ea sword that splits the heavens and earth?" Mash's eyes lit up as well, for this was precisely the Noble Phantasm of Gilgamesh that Fujimaru Ritsuka possessed.

"Yes, in ancient Mesopotamian mythology, EA represents Ea, the god of earth and water, and Marduk, the god who defeated Tiamat, was the son of Ea. Perhaps there is this connection."

"The divine qualities of the Ea were bestowed upon Marduk, which gave him the power to rebel against Tiamat. It's even possible that Marduk is an incarnation of the Ea..."

El-Melloi II spoke in a deep voice, sharing the mythological documents he had frantically searched for after the Holy Grail War that belonged to him.

"However, I have another idea about this... As you probably already know, my teacher Kenneth might be a 'ghost' that wandered out from the Fuyuki Singularity that we worked together to solve last time."

"According to your intelligence, during the battle against Beast II, it was the Hero King Gilgamesh who reappeared and delivered the final blow to the Earth Mother Tiamat with Ea... You should be aware of the special nature of this singularity, so..."

Fujimaru Ritsuka, recalling what happened at the Seventh Singularity, shook her head and said:

"Professor Weber, do you mean... that the ending from that time was solidified into a characteristic and preserved in this singularity? How is that possible?"

"It certainly sounds unlikely, but since He has this weakness, we can't give up..."

Faced with some questions from Fujimaru Ritsuka, the second generation couldn't figure it out himself, so he simply gave up on thinking about it.

Everyone nodded, understanding that this was their only chance to win.

Therefore, the strategy needs to be revised.

......

Meanwhile, the battle between Kiritsugu Emiya and Ike Matou has ended.

Without a doubt, the victor was Emiya Kiritsugu, who already possessed the body of a Heroic Spirit.

Neither side in this fight was fighting with the intention of winning.

Fighting simply for the sake of fighting.

If we had to find a reason for the fight, there would only be one: both sides disliked each other, nothing more.

At this moment, Kiritsugu Emiya sat silently smoking a cigarette, enveloped in a large white silk cocoon that covered Irisviel.

His condition was beyond bad; a large hole had been opened in his chest, and his body was covered in charred, carbonized material from being burned.

The core of the spirit origin is damaged; returning to the realm of the restraint force only requires the passage of time.

He really couldn't understand how he had been beaten up like this.

Even now, Kiritsugu Emiya still feels a bit uneasy thinking about how Matou Ike went completely insane in the end.

That's simply not how humans fight.

Countless insects swarmed towards him, solely to launch a suicidal attack.

After firing all the bullets from his magic gun, he used the butt of the gun as a melee weapon and smashed it down on him.

The various magic tricks in Matou Ike's hands didn't consider the optimal use of permutations and combinations at all. Instead, they were bombarded at him like Gilgamesh throwing out his Noble Phantasm.

Even when he had no magic or familiars left, the man named Matou Ike began to exploit his life force.

Using the squeezed-out magic, he forcibly activated the inherent control and enhancement magic, attacking him with his flesh and blood.

fist.

foot.

tear!

咬！

He used both his mouth and teeth, had no fighting skills, and fought him entirely on instinct.

Kiritsugu Emiya understood that this guy was just venting his anger, and like himself, Matou Ike was unwilling to accept this ending.

"Ha, what can we do?" Kiritsugu Emiya took a deep drag on the cigarette between his fingers, exhaling disordered smoke, and said self-deprecatingly.

He threw the remaining half of his cigarette butt on the ground, stomped it out hard, and then looked up at the lake.

A dark figure slowly emerged from the water; it was Angra Mainyu.

"Looks like you won in the end. Sigh, you lost the bet again."

Angra Mainyu glanced at the corpse of Matou Ike, whose chest was impaled by Kiritsugu Emiya's Noble Phantasm, "Mystic Slash," and said with a "helpless" tone.

"The person you chose seems to be quite dissatisfied with your arrangements..." Kiritsugu Emiya said sarcastically, watching Angela Mainyu walk step by step toward Matou Ike's corpse.

"Why should working people make things difficult for each other? It's no use saying that to me, I'm not the boss."

Angra Mainyu walked to the body of Matou Ike and squatted down, dripping black mud from his body onto Matou Ike.

Before long, the corpse, which was covered in black mud, turned into a sphere the size of a palm.

Kiritsugu Emiya simply watched from the side without saying anything.

Instead, after finishing his task, Angra Mainyu looked at Kiritsugu Emiya and said:

"Looks like you'll be reporting to the Counterforce soon too. Aren't you going to take that thing apart and see your wife? This might be the last time you see her, right? I can let her wake up temporarily so she can see you one last time."

Upon hearing this, Kiritsugu Emiya glanced at the large white cocoon hanging above his head, and finally shook his head, saying:

"Forget it, seeing me like this will only cause her more trouble... so... never mind..."

Angra Mainyu merely scoffed at this, and slowly seeped into the ground with the black sphere containing Matou Ike's spirit.

"I really don't understand what you people are thinking. Humans are so strange... Wait, I seem to have forgotten, I think I used to be a person too..."

......

Medea, who was on the front lines of the battle, suddenly went berserk at this moment.

The frenzied emotions stirred up a frenzied magical power that was injected into the already insane dragon.

The balance between madness and reason finally tipped completely, even though everyone knew this moment was destined to come.

Medea still couldn't accept the moment she saw Matouchi's corpse.

Although Matou Ike's resurrection was a foregone conclusion, the appearance of this scene still made her nerves tremble uncontrollably.

They must be warned!

With an uncompromising attitude, she channeled the magic power within her body into the mad dragon's form and ruthlessly drew upon the magic power accumulated within the Greater Grail.

Seemingly sensing her will, the Greater Grail loosened its control over her, unleashing a torrent of magical power like the Guanjiang Estuary.

Tiamat's five dragon heads also let out a deafening roar.

It seems to be in response to Medea's will, in response to the desire of the Lord who calls.

The filthy and violent magic surged once more, and greedy desires and rampant madness became the best fuel to drive the raging dragon.

"Eat them!"