"Master!!!"
Altria's heart tightened.
Although the master-servant contract no longer exists, and although the battlefield in the sky has long been beyond her perception, she knows that the blue star is her former master, Shinji Matou.
She was extremely anxious and wanted to help, but she had no way to fly, so she could only look at Merlin anxiously.
"You should think of a solution quickly."
"The solution is always within you."
"I?"
"Recall the connection between you two."
"Contact? But the contract has already—"
"It's not something as superficial as a contract. A contract made with magic can be severed, but the connection between hearts cannot. Mordred is thinking about you, so her sword won't hurt you. If you just think about him, your power will be transferred to him."
"Miss you? Let me try."
Artoria closed his eyes thoughtfully, calling out the name with which he had a deep connection in his heart.
"Master, Shinji... I will lend you my power..."
Magic power was released from Altria's body, not in the bursts during battle, but flowing peacefully and steadily.
The longing, accompanied by magic, flows through the sea of flowers at one's feet, flows through the opened palace, flows into the silent night, and finally merges into the abyss under the courtyard, bringing a ray of light to the lightless darkness, and allowing the falling comet to see its direction clearly.
Seeing this scene, Mordred gritted his teeth and kept muttering things like "Steal my father?" "Don't even think about it." "You just wait."
Merlin smiled, as if he was relieved, but also as if he was regretful, and said to Semiramis: "Yearning can be transformed into power, yearning can create miracles, and yearning can reach the realm of magic. That's why I like humans, what do you think?"
Semiramis did not speak, but just raised her head and stared quietly at the night sky, looking at the red star that was fading its brilliance, with tranquility and enchantment constantly intertwined in her eyes.
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Because of the decisive battle tonight, the sea area surrounding the Sky Garden has been cleared, and no ships will pass through within a radius of fifty nautical miles. The Black Sea, a famous tourist destination known as the "hospitable sea", has finally ushered in the long-awaited peace.
However, this peace did not last long before it was broken by a "meteorite" falling from the sky.
The comet dragged the blue light and crashed into the sea with a sharp explosion, causing a wave that was enough to be called a small-scale tsunami.
If someone could continue to observe the "meteorite" through the obstruction of the sea water, they would find that it was not a stone at all, but a person, a savage covered with black and white fur.
Because he fell from an altitude of nearly seven thousand meters, the savage rushed directly from the sea surface to the bottom of the sea, smashing countless corals in one breath, and finally stopped on a reef.
Surprisingly, the powerful impact that would kill an ordinary person thousands of times did not take the life of this "savage". He struggled to remove the various fragments on his body and stood up from the bottom of the sea. He patted his chest and muttered - the "savage" was covered with a layer of blue light curtain. It was this layer of light curtain that protected and offset the impact of the fall, preventing him from turning into a puddle of meat sauce and allowing him to talk to himself without being affected by the sea water.
"It was a close call. Fortunately, there was an ocean below, otherwise it would have been really troublesome."
After only two claps, the "savage" stopped moving, and his relieved expression turned into a grin.
"Fuck, this guy is really shady. He kept his special moves hidden. He endured so many punches from me until the very end!"
It turned out that there was a deep black scar on the chest of the "savage" where he had slapped him, extending from the right shoulder to the left abdomen. There was no bleeding from the wound because the nearby blood vessels had been scorched by the high temperature and there was no way blood could flow out.
This "savage" was naturally Shinji Matou, and the one who knocked him down from the sky was of course his opponent Amakusa Shiro Tokisada.
In an aerial battle between the two, Shirou had the upper hand at the beginning, but as time went on, the magic power of the Command Spell became less and less, while Shinji's combat power increased sharply because of his familiarity with "magic" and "origin".
He had intended to win the battle in one go, and beat up that bastard who had repeatedly tormented him so badly that even his mother wouldn't recognize him. But he didn't expect that he had such a terrifying hidden card.
The blade looked insignificant, and from the outside, it looked like the sword itself could not withstand the flames of Shakespeare's enchantment and was burnt. At that time, Shinji thought that it would not be long before the blade broke, after all, it was only a weapon comparable to a C-rank Noble Phantasm, so it was normal that it was not strong enough.
Unexpectedly, this burnt knife contained such terrifying heat that it broke through the "Dharma Form" created by himself using the "Third Magic" and "Origin" with one stroke.
No sword skills were used, just an ordinary slash.
I didn't feel any special concept, just relying on the heat.
The most domineering and intuitive way to show what "quantitative change leads to qualitative change" means. If Shinji hadn't reacted quickly and detonated the two arms of the Dharmakaya to "blow" the two people apart, perhaps this knife would have cut him in two.
"What did he say when he chopped me just now? 'Zanka no Tachi·East·Rising Sun Blade'? Why does this name sound so familiar? Now I remember, isn't this the ultimate move of the so-called strongest god of death, Yama? This guy is really obsessed with anime. I'm increasingly suspicious that he didn't reach the highest level, but got some kind of cosplay system plug-in, Sephiroth and Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni. Is he going to use Tensa Zangetsu on me later?"
Shinji touched the burnt flesh with his fingers and checked the condition of the wound, then frowned.
"There is no extra diffusion, and all the heat is concentrated around the wound. That's right, although I don't know how he did it, he did restore Mr. Shan's 'Rising Sun Blade'! I just don't know if the temperature of the tip of the blade is 150 million degrees... Well, whether it is or not, I dare not try again. How should I deal with the 'Rising Sun Blade'? With my skills, it is almost impossible to avoid being hit by him. Do I have to waste time until the Command Spell ends?"
At this moment, two streams of light, one gold and one silver, passed through the water and fell beside Shinji.
"This is—Siegfried's sword and Karna's spear!!!"
Shinji involuntarily stretched out his hand, grasped a gun and a sword, and heard the last message from the two.
"Thank you for your help. Here is my sword. I hope it helps."
"Siegfried's armor was destroyed by me, so I will use my gun as a replacement. I hope you don't mind."
"These two guys... are really... But, they came at the right time. With this, I can-"
With his feet on the seabed, magical power continued to radiate, pushing Shinji's body upwards.
Just as he rushed out of the water, tiny specks of light fell from the sky, illuminating the dark sea and Shinji's somewhat anxious mood because his Dharma image was broken.
"Master, Shinji... I will lend you my power..."
"Altria, you, you all, one by one... If that's the case, I can't lose. How can I lose when I carry your hopes?"
"I will use my magic to restore the original appearance of the 'Eternal Blade' - look at the arrow!!!"