A dimensional journey starting from the Dragon Clan

——Ah, ah.

As long as it is folded into the size of a kitten, a person will die easily.

At least, wouldn't it be different if it could make the soul stronger?

If the Holy Grail...can it solidify the soul into matter?

...The Holy Grail of this place won't work.

There is no essence of "third law" in Snowfield's container.

But what if it is the real thing?

If so, where is Fuyuki's Holy Grail?

Is that thing still on that land? The remains of the Holy Grail, the corpse.

…

No, don't be fooled.

At this point, even if the materialization of the soul is realized, time will not go back.

That's another realm of magic. Even further than the third method.

‘I’ only do what I should do.

What if it was human malice that took Frat Escardus away from ‘me’.

This is an attack that threatens the very meaning of ‘my’ existence and life itself.

So 'I' started to fight back.

To survive.

To survive.

For the sake of the only one who understands me...the only human being (friend) who should be protected——

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Central Street, Snowfield.

If you want to describe "it", it is a powerful flow of power.

It is somewhat different from a collection of huge energy like heroic spirits.

Condensing the surrounding magic elements into a field intact, accelerating it and then releasing it immediately. This repeated existence is like a tornado of magic elements.

If we use water as an analogy, it can be said that it is a hydraulic cutting machine that imitates a specific shape.

Although the amount of water is nowhere near that of a huge waterfall, it is a fluid blade that can cut through rocks by spraying it at high speed.

Magic circulated with an aura reminiscent of this, a torrent that could shatter the soul itself at the mere touch swirled in the skies of Snowfield.

As if to turn the momentary brilliance into eternity, the specific form imitated by the "foreign object" that circulates magic power at high speed is the human form.

That abnormal willful existence is both similar to Flat Escardus, but also very different.

The young man was Bennett's master. The clothes wrapped around him were stained red by the young man's own blood, and his chest was ripped open by a sniper rifle.

Peeping through the gaps in the red fabric is nothingness and light.

Near the chest where the rifle bullet should have penetrated, there was a straight line with cracks that opened, as if hard glass had been shot through.

What could be seen from the slender hole that was tilted like a crack in the ice was pitch-black "darkness".

It was a dark shadow, as if it wanted to suck in all the light.

This hole located in the middle of the human body makes people feel as deep as an infinitely extending corridor, as if it wants to suck in all the surrounding light and highlight its body shape.

And, as if all the light that was sucked in was concentrated there, a huge light source peered out from the gap in the hole.

Although it is a light source, it cannot illuminate the darkness in the tunnel.

As if it were simply asserting its own existence, the light source—a "nucleus"-like existence reminiscent of a giant eyeball—was wrapping around its body, causing it to shine dazzlingly.

Whether the "core" that is reminiscent of the huge eyes that humans cannot have is dominating the darkness, or whether the "core" is tamed by the infinite nothingness, no third party can know.

It’s just that the tunnel and the existence above the eyeball——

The head is an important part of the human form. In contrast to the strangeness in the center of the body, it appears calm.

At first glance, he looks like a young man.

However, from the perspective of someone who knew Flat Escaldes, when seeing such a scene from a distance, they would definitely say "This is not Flat."

On one side of the head, a short protrusion grew from the gap between the hair that grew out of Bifrat.

Like insect wings or plant leaves made of luminous crystals, strange beings composed of these creations float in the air defying gravity while moving like touch or horns.

Although it looks like a fantasy creature dressed up by people during festivals such as Halloween, the coordination of the design even creates an almost mysterious feeling. Anyone who sees it will be convinced that it is not a fake.

On the other hand, the face itself of this being did not deviate from the category of human beings. It was just a modified shape based on the head of Flat Escaldes, who was originally supposed to be shot away.

Contrary to the plain, innocent boy-like eyes, those eyes showed an illusive, pitiful, disgusted, and lonely look to everything in the world. Around the eyes appeared something that looked like a tattoo or something like Patterns like scars left behind.

This face looks younger than the original baby face, and even gives people a childish look.

The body shape also changed in the opposite direction. The clothes that fit just now suddenly became baggy, and the skin began to be exposed from the damaged areas of the clothes.

But underneath that dress, there was still nothingness.

Like the destroyed ball-jointed doll, most of the waist, elbows and other parts are missing.

Although far away from where it was hit, those parts were constantly crumbling.

As if to resist all this, the shadow of nothingness leaked from the cracks, forcibly maintaining the human body.

Although there are no elbows or waist, the limbs are floating in the air, forming a silhouette of sound limbs in the real world.

The "foreign object" with a figure that can be described as a boy, mixed with a hint of adult temperament, and an alien posture landed on the top floor of Crystal Hill, the highest peak in Snowfield City, and slowly Look around.

It was no longer interested in the twisted and folded human remains on the roofs of the surrounding buildings.

It seemed that he had borrowed the sniper rifle from one of them, his soft and slender fingers resting on the trigger.

However, he didn't buckle it, he just looked at the gun in his hand boredly, and then threw it away.

The heavy iron tools made a sound as they fell to the ground, and the unfired rifle fell on the tarmac on the top floor of the building.

The "foreign object" dressed as a boy of fifteen or sixteen years old mechanically turned his head and observed the panoramic view of the city.

Here you can see Central Park where Flatt first summoned Bennett.

What came into view next was the police station where the vampire and the agent had fought.

The motel that serves as our base and the opera house where TV street interviews are conducted are also in full view.

Soon after, its sights shifted to the hospital where it fought the powerful archer - and finally, fixed on the location where Flatt was sniped.

After his eyes had scanned all the places where the young man who visited this place as the master had set foot, the young man lowered his eyes and stopped moving as if praying silently.

Maybe he was actually praying silently.

In the silence, I don’t know what I’m praying for, but I haven’t said it yet——

The boy opened his eyes wide and looked at the objects moving at high speed on the street.

That is the figure of Richard the Lion-Hearted Heroic Spirit who possesses the Swordsman Spirit Graph.

Seeing what he was holding in his arms, the "foreign object" boy narrowed his eyes.

At the same time, the special magic circuit connected to the eyeballs deep in his narrowed eyelids captured everything.

What the swordsman carries - the essence of "Sajō Ayaka".

There was a swirling mass of terrifying magic power inside Ayaka.

This isn't the first time. The boy understood the moment he saw Sayō Ayaka for the first time through the eyes of Flat Escardos.

Completely opposite to myself, it was a calm and vast deep lake filled with magic power.

Although it does not move, it is a huge magical force that can become a huge energy as long as it exists.

Because I understand this, I have to understand.

Ayaka is a different species from herself, but to human society, it is also a "foreign object".

"That's... too disturbing."

Is the muttering coming from the heart, or is it a ritual to carve the farewell to Flatt into one's body?

Regarding the truth, the young man himself did not understand, and the magic power was flowing in his hands.

There was a creaking sound, and the shadow seeping out of the tunnel in his chest wrapped his arms.

A circular magic circle appeared at the missing elbow, and the magic power output from the chest was amplified and concentrated on the fingertips through the forearm floating in the air.

The shadow wrapping the arm expanded while forming a magic circle, launching double and triple attacks towards the missing elbow and protruding palm.

Not only that, the shadow stretching out from behind wrapped around the crystal fragment-like creation that peeled off from his body, while unfolding like wings, and began to draw three-dimensional patterns in the air.

One of the magicians who observed this situation from a distance, Friu, later reported this to his original employer:

“There’s no way to explain it using common sense.”

"That's probably...a magic circuit...no, it's a magic imprint of external expansion."

"The monster engravings from ancient families cannot reach that level."

"The magic engravings that surged around them emerged as one... no, countless lives."

"Magic seals that grow in real time...well, that's not very feasible. This statement is still too far-fetched after all."

Even his own sanity for saying such a thing is questionable.

For magicians, magic circuits and magic seals are each important elements.

The magic circuit is the fundamental "organ" for processing magic, and is spread throughout the body as pseudo-nerves. Magicians aim to add as many circuits as possible, which is one of the reasons why they believe in bloodline doctrine.

The same goes for magic seals, which represent the accumulation of blood as a magician. However, this is different from the magic circuit that is a biological function. It is an "artificial organ" designed for each family and passed down from generation to generation.

It is generally impossible for a mark that should have taken hundreds or thousands of years to be gradually constructed to suddenly proliferate outside the body.

But what is the true nature of what the boy built around him, and what is the purpose of it.

The answer is ready to come out.

The street air is filled with magic.

The source of dragon veins, which may be the land allocated for the Holy Grail War, was collected around the boy at a rapid speed.

If we use the stage of the Holy Grail War as an analogy, it is obvious that a quantity of magic power that can be called a "Noble Phantasm" is concentrated in one place.

The boy narrowed his sharp eyes, waved his magical arms towards the swordsman and Ayaka, and declared eloquently.

Then, at the moment when all actions bear fruit——

"Hello."

The calming voice seemed to dissipate all the tension.

After the young man stopped moving, he let the condensed magic power circulate in his body skillfully while looking back.

At this time, the existence standing behind me continued with a gentle voice.

"First meeting, right?"

Forests, seas, mountains, cities—a world is right here.

Because he is a boy with special "eyes", he can understand it more deeply than anyone else.

This existence, which is different from both myself and Ayaka, just integrates its own power into the world.

It's not about isolating the breath.

Rather, it blends into this vast world without any cover.

Nature in human form.

In a sense, the boy saw something close to a god or spirit.

With a pair of messy eyes open, the young man spoke.

"...Is it a heroic spirit? The guardian of human nature, come to destroy me?"

"The people here are just servants walking on the earth with the Master. Moreover, it seems that what kind of existence you are to this planet has not yet been determined."

"...So, what are you doing here?"

The young man asked this, not so much out of surprise, but because he had regarded him as an enemy from the beginning and maintained maximum vigilance.

So, the heroic spirit, the beautiful person with long green hair fluttering in the wind, smiled gently, and then gave an answer.

"Don't you have a child you want to destroy now?"

With a non-hostile smile, that heroic spirit - Enkidu, like the wind caressing the grass and trees, caused the magic power to surge around him with his smooth tone.

"I formed an alliance with those kids, and now that I felt they were going to be attacked, I couldn't ignore it."

"…That child? Do you treat that thing like a human being, Servant?"

"Ah, she's human. Just like you are human."

Enkidu answered without any pretense, and the boy narrowed his eyes in displeasure and clenched his molars.

"Exactly...I also want to confirm."

The next moment the boy muttered to himself, he skillfully manipulated the magic power circulating at high speed around him, and the clumps of magic power swirled away as if to surround Enkidu.

"...How far can I swallow this world without Flat?"

It is a magic operation that ignores magic chants and magic formulas, and ignores the theorem itself to a certain extent.

If the Lords who control the Clock Tower or the high-level magicians of Atlas Academy see this scene, they may be able to guess the boy's true identity.

No matter how contrary to common sense, it cannot change the actual reality.

or--

Among the Twelve Monarchs, if it was a lecturer who had been paying attention to Flatt, a strange boy, for a long time, he might have noticed the existence of the "foreign object" long ago.

"Want to compare performance?... It would be a joy to meet at different times and on different chessboards..."

"..."

While Enkidu silently opened his hands, the boy activated his magic.

The violent vortex of magic power from the surroundings distorts the space itself.

However, almost at the same time, countless chains poured out from Enkidu's feet, forming spirals in the opposite direction of the distortion of space, filling the surrounding space.

There was a sound as if something bounced, and the dense magic around him dissipated.

However, he was quickly sucked back into the "hole" that opened on the boy's body, and the eyes peering out from the inside of the gap were staring at Enkidu.

Enkidu smiled at such eyes and continued what he had just said.

"But I'm sorry, right now my first goal is Master's safety."

Then Enkidu picked up a chain sticking out of the ground.

The chains wrapped around him as if they were being sucked into Enkidu's body, and soon merged into him like they were soaked into his clothes.

"If we were to defeat you, this whole area would be involved. I think it's best to avoid it if possible."

Enkidu stretched out the chain from his hand and slowly walked towards the boy - a slightly lonely smile appeared on his face.

"Actually, this was adjusted like this in order to continue playing with Jill..."

The next moment, Enkidu put his open hands on the ground like a blooming flower.

Then, use powerful words to start weaving the name of your own Noble Phantasm.

"——Now I sing, the scars and glory engraved on the planet——"

Before he could finish speaking, the boy planned to launch a second attack, but he discovered the huge magic power approaching from below the tall building, so he used all the accelerated energy for defense.

"——The Wisdom of the People (Age of Babylon)——"

That is a Noble Phantasm that Enkidu can usually use without chanting.

It is connected to the planet through chains and reproduces things created by human logic from the earth. It can be said that it is an existence that is opposite to the "Gate of Babylon" possessed by Gilgamesh.

To Enkidu, this Noble Phantasm is as flexible as ordinary hands and feet, and it is Enkidu's basic weapon. However, now that it is loaded with spiritual base fragments and used, its essence can be glimpsed for the first time.

First, the usual sharp blades and chains, such as swords and guns, appeared from the roof and the ground in large numbers and attacked the boy's body one after another.

Facing the thousands of violent blades attacking, the young man thought.

What can you do after you have perfected yourself?

Now, the shackles of the beloved Frat Eskaldes have been lifted, and Messala Eskaldes' wish has become a reality.

From now on, it is a territory that no one has set foot on yet.

But - there is already knowledge.

In a form that only I can understand now, it is all engraved in the magic seal passed down by the Escardes family.

Therefore, the boy was not in a hurry.

What is approaching are countless blades.

Every weapon is the supreme manifestation of human nature, and a half-baked spiritual power will disappear if it touches it.

Such an aggressive force is approaching at a speed of one hundred or two hundred kilometers per second that exceeds the speed of a flying falcon.

The young man slowly looked at the group of gleaming blades.

Just like the sniper who just killed him, he accelerated his consciousness to the limit and stopped the flow of the subjectively perceived world.

Of course, time did not really stop, and the boy's own movements also slowed down. He felt that the air around him was like a lukewarm sea with strong viscosity.

However, the boy accelerated the small source (Od) flowing in the magic circuits throughout his body, and exchanged high-speed loops with the large source wrapped around him.

It's like improving the internal combustion engine and letting the external rocket engine run at full power, a ridiculous magical acceleration.

Despite this, the magic power was flowing smoothly like a complete work of art, and the shadow wings spread out around it changed its shape, creating a magic formula that did not exist in ordinary magic theory.

In other words, it looked like a new magic was created on the spot, but in fact what the boy did was a little different.

It is an improvisational orchestra that combines various magic tricks from advanced to basic.

It was the form of magic that Frat Escardus was best at, and it produced the most appropriate effect for the situation. However, since I could not completely reproduce it, it was a very troublesome thing that could not be systemized.

For the most part, teenagers do the same thing.

By combining magic from multiple systems, the boy can explosively accelerate the activity of his nerves and limbs, while at the same time constantly repairing damaged cells and joints.

Although he can perform multiple magic spells on his body, it does not impose any load on him. It seems as if the boy's body is itself a kind of magic.

If the magic used by Flat Eskardes and the current boy belongs to the same system (type), what is the difference?

The answer is very simple.

Take body and engine as examples.

To put it simply, there is a huge difference in specifications.

If Flat is compared to a light vehicle equipped with the latest electronic control system, then the boy is equipped with an unknown driving mechanism under the same control system - as strong as a tank, accumulating energy like a battleship, and possessing jet power. Fictional mobile weapon for aircraft propulsion.

Thinking about it the other way around, being able to run a processor that was only meant to exist as a fiction - that was the genius of Flat Eskardes.

But now - the genius has passed away and has come to the world again in the form of a natural disaster.

It all boils down to the dream described by Messala Eskaldes.

With Enkidu's sharp blade approaching, the boy used his ability.

The boy spread the high-speed circulating magic power around himself, knocking all the sharp blades away.

Rather than being knocked away, it was better to say that the various weapons produced from Enkidu's magic power and the earth of the planet hit the wall of the magic circle like a barrier the moment they came into contact with the boy, turning into sand and gravel and shattering.

Instantly read the magic power of Enkidu's Noble Phantasm, and absorbed it into his own magic cycle through hacking.

Not only that, the young man manipulated the magic power of several weapons inside without destroying their form, and reflected it back towards Enkidu.

But none of these combos that were supposed to be counterattacks hit Enkidu's body.

The wall in front of Enkidu blocked everything.

The golden city wall has strong magical power and even has a solid barrier effect.

On the bricks and stones that built the city wall, the inscription "Nab-kudurri-utarur" was engraved in cuneiform script. Such a city wall stood in front of Enkidu.

Although the height is only about twice the height of a person, the wall can easily block weapons counterattacked by the boy.

("Nab-kudurri-utar" means "O God Nabu, may you protect my eldest son", and is also used as the "Akkadian" name of "Nebuchadnezzar II".)

However, the boy who was a "foreign object" did not appear anxious.

The boy was refining his magic power while jumping high, and carried out the attack that he was supposed to launch on Ayaka just now.

A black shadow appeared on the boy's back again, and a high-speed rotating magic belt was shot out from around the black shadow.

According to common sense, even if a human magician fires magic power directly, its power is limited.

However, I don't know what happened. The magic belts launched by the boy were hundreds or thousands of times more powerful than usual.

As a result, the shape of the city wall immediately changed, becoming a dome that could withstand high-altitude attacks.

However, for the boy who was ready to attack, it was nothing more than a trivial matter.

Countless bands of light immediately gathered in front of the boy, turning into monsters made of magical light and attacking Enkidu.

The multiple defensive walls that made people feel like they could even bounce off everything were chewed through one after another, and they were all shattered between the light belts going back and forth several times.

"...!"

However, when the boy saw something emerging from the depths of the rubble and smoke, he narrowed his eyes in surprise.

Because around Enkidu, who looked completely calm, there were things that had almost nothing to do with his expression or his past fighting style.

"What...are you...?"

The young man was suspended in the air and asked involuntarily.

Or maybe a modern magician who knew Enkidu's real name would complain about the same thing.

What unfolded around Enkidu was this complex pattern and golden glowing clay color scheme, which seemed to be reminiscent of ancient Babylon.

However, no matter how you look at it, this is something that should not exist in ancient Babylonia.

Flat Escaldes enjoys reading comics and movies. The boy who gained knowledge through him understood what it was.

Regardless of whether he could accept it or not - in the boy's heart, the memory of the past seen through Flat's eyes revived.

It was the memory of watching old movies with the mercury maid Trimma, the magic costume of an acquaintance whom Flatt had brought over without permission.

For the boy, this is not an important memory. So he no longer remembers the name of the movie. But the movie is about a giant mantis monster emerging from an iceberg, attacking the streets of America, and fighting the military.

And then there's one of those scenes. (THE DEADLY MANTIS, 1957)

Flatt said while showing the Army attacking the giant mantis from the ground.

——"This is so handsome! Trimma-chan, please transform into this too!"

——“To apply for a style with a shape change, it must have an official name.”

Faced with the mercury maid's mechanical reply, Flatt replied.

——"This is what I've been waiting for! I knew you would say that, so I asked my friends in the army!"

What was instantly evoked from the boy's memory was the name of the "weapon" written on that document.

——"Hey, the name of this weapon is..."

The boy remembered Flatt's words and couldn't help but say this proper noun.

"...M1...120mm anti-aircraft gun...?"

And it's eight seats.

The quantity may not be an issue, but the boy reconfirmed what he saw in order to confirm that the scene before him was reality.

The shape of the cannon body, which is more than 7 meters long, gives people the impression of an inorganic but thick guardian statue.

Its appearance is indeed decorated in the style of ancient Babylonia, where Enkidu was born, but anyone with a discerning eye will understand it at a glance.

That was a "modern weapon" that was still used in this land of the United States about 50 years ago.

The magnificent Enkidu Formation was completed as if it dominated the helicopter airport on the roof of Crystal Hill.

The eight anti-aircraft guns beautifully arranged around him are full of golden magic, and they are in incredible harmony with the existence of Enkidu.

Like the defensive weapons on the walls of Babylonia.

Or - even the modern weapons created by humans are just part of the nature that makes this planet full of color.

One of the magicians who observed this scene from various places on the street said this afterwards.

In the center of a modern weapon that can be said to be the core of modern civilization, stands a beautiful tree, a gesture that goes beyond irony and even feels like a painting imitating a historical moment.

Age of Babylon

Enkidu's Noble Phantasm has the special property of being "updated" frequently and continuously after being summoned as a heroic spirit.

The ability to retrieve the memory of the stars and create various things from that land.

This is undoubtedly an imitation of human logic.

So, as time goes by, information accumulates thicker, higher, and deeper.

The longer the heroic spirit Enkidu exists in any given era and is connected to the earth, the more civilizations can be reappeared.

In terms of "the possibility of being summoned in various eras" - if Enkidu was summoned by others in ancient Babylon in the same era as his lifetime, then he would only be able to create weapons that he knew during his lifetime. Or items created by human hands on that land.

On the other hand, if it were summoned in a future era beyond the Holy Grail War in Snowfield City, it would probably create various SF weapons that are just on paper now.

Of course, whether this is a good thing or a bad thing is another matter.

The firearms at the pinnacle of modern civilization can never compare to the brilliance of the holy sword. For the same reason, in battles at the Noble Phantasm level, the newer the weapon, the stronger it is.

In the world of magic, it is common sense that the closer you are to the Age of Gods, the more mysterious it becomes. Even in an ordinary society, just because you have the latest pistol of the 21st century, you cannot face a cannon loaded with shells from the 16th century. It is simply a reckless move.

However, the basis of those things is Enkidu's Noble Phantasm, which exists as a mystery.

Even any warhead in the Gatling barrage is added with magic power that will destroy the enemy's spiritual base level if it hits. If the latest aircraft were built, they might be able to compete head-on with Feilong.

Of course, in order to reproduce the treasures like Vimana collected in Gilgamesh's "King's Treasure" that are the ultimate of human possibility, one would need to be in the distant future, an era when mankind was at its peak. Or think in reverse, and be summoned in an era ruled by gods who crossed the stars and descended on the earth. If you want to reproduce things derived from the bodies of gods from alien planets or supreme treasures such as the Holy Sword of the Stars, you need to use the same secret treasure in Gilgamesh's treasure house or the world itself as the material.

Nonetheless, there is a reason why Enkidu's treasure can be compared to "The King's Treasure".

The various things that Enkidu imitated from the clay were all things that escaped the hands of the gods and were created by human nature - this means that these objects can be mass-produced using the earth as the material.

Now Enkidu is only one step away from recreating the modern weapons of the current era. Just half a century ago, these were being manufactured as state-of-the-art weapons.

One of them is this huge anti-aircraft gun, and the shells fired one after another are aimed at the boy with Enkidu's own magic power.

That's right, at this moment, it started to be put into use.

Eight anti-aircraft guns fired mercilessly at the boy who looked down at Enkidu.

There was a roar, and the mysterious gunpowder produced from the earth fired out the cannonballs rhythmically.

"...!"

The boy thought it was just a cannonball flying in a straight line, and he could easily avoid it as long as he saw the trajectory. But he immediately dismissed this naive idea.

Even the cannonball after being fired is part of Enkidu's mystery.

Even though it was impossible to come out at a completely right angle, the boy could immediately tell that this was a change in trajectory that completely ignored the laws of physics. Instead of avoiding the cannonballs falling from the ground, he chose to completely defend and destroy them.

His consciousness accelerated again, trying to find gaps in the attack in the slow-motion vision.

However, in the decelerating scenery, only the speed of the projectile is completely inconsistent with the surrounding deceleration.

It stands to reason that the firing speed of anti-aircraft guns is 12 rounds per minute, but compared with the knowledge gained through Flatt, the firing speed of anti-aircraft guns is even a little faster.

"Still...accelerating?"

The anti-aircraft guns had already fired eight shells at a speed exceeding one round per second.

Faced with the foul of the Servant's Noble Phantasm, the boy's advantage of accelerated thinking was completely wiped out.

The barrage of shells that unfolded in front of the boy's eyes, if it were an ordinary fantasy species, would have disappeared in one strike.

However, the obstacle created by the pattern of the shadow spread out like a sparrow's wings on the boy's back was also in the realm of foul play from a worldly perspective, and the mysterious cannonballs were shattered one after another.

"I see...it's obviously just a temporary existence, but it can take root on the planet to this extent."

The young man murmured lightly.

"If it has reference value, please let me know."

He calmly adjusted his breathing and calmly refined his magic power while completing his defense accurately.

Just when the boy had completely mastered the rhythm of the barrage and was about to take advantage of the gap to switch to an attack technique - in an unexpected way, through the gap of the exploding flames, Enkidu appeared right below the boy.

It was a blow that merged with the countless chains gathered and stretched from the ground and shot itself out as a high-density magic mass.

"That action...I saw it too."

As expected, the boy declared in a calm tone and fired magic power at Enkidu's body in a counterattack.

High-density magic power adjusted solely for the purpose of destruction.

If Enkidu chooses to dodge, the Crystal Hill, the tallest building in Snowfield, will turn into rubble in an instant.

Understanding this and throwing a strike without hesitation, it can be said that the boy did not consider hiding at all - Enkidu also temporarily abandoned that rule.

Of course, Enkidu's master Silver Wolf has no intention of hiding his mystery.

Countless chains rise from the ground, as if to surround the building.

Although it only lasted a few seconds, the ordinary people who saw it from a distance just mistakenly thought that there was some special light show in the Crystal Hill Building today──the magicians had helpless expressions on their faces, "Please stop doing this." , observing the development of the situation.

Without the power of a heroic spirit or a kindred spirit, it would be impossible to stop it.

The cluster of chains that reached the roof continued to stretch toward the sky, turning into giant golden trees that soared into the sky.

"……Ha ha"

The boy smiled while confirming that his attack was absorbed by the big tree of light. The big tree even used the magic power it had just absorbed to continue to stretch this way.

"Ah, I really want Flat to see it. He really likes such gorgeous things."

The jet-black blade protruding from the hole in his chest blocked Enkidu's close hand sword, and responded with multiple blades, piercing the body of the god's puppet.

Despite this, the heroic spirit did not relax the pressure at all, and kept lifting the young man's body upwards.

The streets of Crystal Hill and Snowfield had become distant views.

On the way up, the boy and Enki both confirmed that their energy had swept into the airship carrying the invisible magic, causing some of the magic to suffer.

However, neither party had time to care about this.

The chain tree that wrapped the building had disappeared, and all the energy was poured into Enkidu's body.

Enkidu turns his arms and parts of his clothes into bird-like feathers, which release magic and allow him to continue to rise.

Of course, the flying method is completely different from that of the original bird, but it is not clear whether the posture is very similar to the flying method of the Phantasma species that lived in Enkidu's era. While flying, it continued to launch more violent combos.

In order to fight against it, the boy further expanded his "wings" and concentrated the thin magic power (Mana) surrounding the high altitude of the planet.

Suddenly, the boy saw a huge "something" swimming in the sky, but he had no time to confirm.

Enkidu, who had sent their bodies into the sky, suddenly spoke.

"It is indeed a dangerous existence for the Master."

Although this sentence means warning, it sounds calm.

The proof is that Enkidu smiled softly and continued speaking.

"However, I am happy for your birth. At least, I want to congratulate you on your birth."

"...? Ah...well, thank you."

Although he was confused by the sudden words, the boy couldn't help but thank him.

Although his words and expressions were a little confused, he did not relax at all.

Enkidu was the same. Full of magic, he looked at the vast land in front of him and spoke as if he felt reassured from the bottom of his heart.

"This is proof that the planet hasn't given up hope yet."

At this moment, the two people hit each other. Although they flew upwards, they still separated some distance.

"What should I call you now?"

The surrounding space suddenly darkened, and the stars overhead began to exaggerate their presence.

Both the boy and Enki understood that this was not because the sun suddenly went dark.

The young man's originally chaotic eyes showed a curious look like Flat Eskardes, and he answered.

"Tia, Tia Eskaldes."

"This is the name my friend gave me. I have no intention of choosing another name."

Just like that, the boy who was Flat Escaldes just a few minutes ago——

The boy was lifted dozens of kilometers above the ground, even reaching a height high enough to cross the stratosphere and enter the mesosphere, when he said his name.

The density of the air here is less than one-tenth that of the ground.

Despite this, whether it was because of the magical power of the voice or because each other's hearing was extraordinary, the conversation between the two was as smooth as the conversation on the ground, and Enkidu did master the other's name.

However, this does not mean that there will be any results.

For the heroic spirits and the boy who are "foreign objects", neither the thin air nor the cosmic rays falling from outer space are meaningful.

While the battle was still going on, the surveillance satellite recorded this aurora-like light. This was a surveillance satellite managed by Faldius' organization. The information was only provided to users, so in the end, the image was not released to the world. .

In other words, there will be no problem even if this video is made public.

It will only be regarded as a very unserious spoof video of what happened next.

Ordinary people who are not magicians—or magicians who don’t even understand the situation of the Holy Grail War—would conclude this way.

Light.

Only overwhelming light and the shadow of nothingness spread around Tia.

Between the gap between the planet and the universe, another ray of light and shadow overflowed.

If Enkidu is the embodiment of nature, then the current boy named Tia is the embodiment of light and shadow.

The magic formula circulating high-density magic distorts the surrounding space, distorting the light from the sun and making it part of a new magic circle.

On the other hand, the pitch-black shadow that completely absorbed the light also created another magic formula, and the magic circle formed by the compound technique began to spread around the boy.

Seeing the boy's magic seal seeming to erode the entire world, Enkidu murmured with a slightly surprised expression.

"Do you want to be directly connected to the world... As expected, you have seen everything."

"..."

Substituting silence for affirmation, the young man suddenly accelerated his ascent and launched a magic right above Enkidu.

"...Cheat On."

In these short words, you can feel a little nostalgia and condolences.

This sentence must have been influenced by "Flat". Taking this as an opportunity, the principles of this world were instantly rewritten around the boy.

That scene was different from the inherent barrier. With an aura that could directly cover the real world, the laws of the surrounding world began to shake.

In line with this power, the chant carried in the language of compressed magic power, whether it is a confession or a declaration, that will penetrates its own existence into the world itself.

"O earth/I am not under the protection of human reason."

“People/I agree that today’s spirits are good at suppressing prayers, calling, pardoning, pity, and hatred.”

"Sing, dance/This gap will swallow up all the helpers of good and evil."

"From the hands of ancient destruction/My pupils praise all things built by human beings, so I challenge human wisdom."

“Struggle on!/ Bless the prosperity of human intelligence with destruction, until the stars dry up.”

The last sentence expanded with an explosive "distortion", and Tia's magic spread to include higher altitudes, covering the entire sky above the United States.

Then, as if the distortion itself created a gravitational pull, began to collect those beings that circled the upper reaches of the planet.

"...That's also what humans created."

Enkidu murmured.

Gathered around Tia are the debris known as space junk.

Dangerous dream fragments are scattered in the steps of human beings towards the stars and sea, floating in the upper atmosphere at a rapid speed.

During the time when Snowfield hosted the Holy Grail War, some people even speculated that it was more than 2,000 tons, which is the weight of space junk floating in the universe.

From abandoned satellites to tools dropped by astronauts, to tiny fragments peeled off due to the friction between steel materials, various metals gathered and compressed around Tia as if they were being swallowed by a vortex.

In addition, tiny materials and debris such as meteorites that fell from the comet's tail were also involved, forming multiple asteroids that orbited Theia.

Just like the planets in the solar system, spheres of different sizes.

Accompanied by rapid acceleration like magic, it is entangled with dense magic while blindly increasing energy.

"...!"

Enkidu imagined what would happen next.

The magic power that brought him here from the ground is released explosively, and he prepares for an attack.

The next moment - Tia seemed not to give him time to unfold the Noble Phantasm, and shouted out sonorous and powerful words in order to activate the magic.

"——A Clockwork Abaddon!"

Multiple "moons" with masses ranging from 500 kilograms to dozens of tons roar towards the earth at speeds far exceeding the speed of sound.

They were not burned up by the friction with the atmosphere, nor were they slowed down. A magic technique was applied to them to neutralize air friction. They were fired at super high speeds, like a rail gun. If they all fall to the ground, it will cause great harm to the earth and life.

At that moment - the power flowing in from somewhere turned into a huge amount of energy within Enkidu's body and surged, and all of his abilities as a heroic spirit were temporarily enhanced.

"——O people, I hope to bind the gods (Enuma Elish)."

Enkidu's Noble Phantasm was released in a moment.

Borrowing the power of planets and human nature, he uses his spiritual base itself as a weapon, incarnating the power of a wedge that penetrates everything. Enkidu spread his golden chains around him and thrust forward in a spiral, crushing the approaching evil star.

conflict.

Then, a large amount of light shot out.

A huge magic flower exploded in the upper realm of the stratosphere, and each petal wrapped around those broken asteroids.

After the rebounded energy reached the Karman line (the dividing line between outer space and the Earth's atmosphere), it turned into a pseudo-aurora, decorating the universe above Snowfield.

Could it be that Tia's great magic is considered a threat to the earth or humanity?

By infusing the restraining power of the Noble Phantasm, Enkidu beautifully withstood the massive attack on Snowfield.

But - quality itself is not completely lost.

The remaining waves were also very violent.

Several pieces of the shattered asteroid fragments were bounced off the magic petals and fell toward the Earth while spreading.

The smallest fragments were ejected to Washington, D.C., far east of Snowfield. Falls at the confluence of the Anacostia and Potomac rivers.

The debris fell in the center of the river, which was more than a kilometer wide. In an instant, the river water was swept up into the sky, and it fell around the White House like a torrential rain that was not accurately forecast.

Other fragments fell into Yellowstone National Park, piercing the ground and temporarily activating magmatic activity that terrified geologists.

Another part of the debris flew significantly westward, across the Pacific Ocean, and fell into the coastal areas of Japan.

The magic power went wild and generated a large amount of heat fragments, causing a large amount of seawater near the sea surface to evaporate in an instant.

Droplets and steam columns could also be seen rising to a height of several kilometers from nearby ships and coastal areas. For a while, there was a lot of discussion on the Internet, thinking that it was an undersea volcanic eruption, a long-range missile falling, or an alien attack.

There were other fragments falling on Russian soil. They thought it was an attack from other countries and entered a state of high alert. This nervousness, like a frightened bird, immediately spread throughout the world.

But it was the second largest fragment that had the biggest impact on the world.

The fragments flying north while maintaining a huge amount of magic power collided with the impact of falling, causing the surrounding material to collapse.

As a result, there was no change in the terrain, but it brought a huge spiritual impact to mankind.

When the observation satellite captured its figure again——

About 12 percent of the sea ice that existed in the Arctic Ocean has completely disappeared.

If this happens to the ice on the Antarctic continent, it will literally affect the earth's sea levels.

Several fragments found on the ground were part of space junk - could it have fallen from the space station? Or were all the near-Earth satellites falling due to some kind of influence? There are various rumors among people - these have not happened yet, after all, they were only reported a few hours later.

But from a magic point of view, it's the largest piece that's most problematic.

Rather than being fragmented, it is better to say that it is an asteroid that has almost maintained its original shape.

Tia used other asteroids as bait, installed invisibility magic on only one of them, and tried to throw it into Snowfield using another trajectory while removing its appearance and magic power.

Could it be that such a big battle was just to get rid of the girl Ayaka?

Or, instead of attacking Enkidu, do you want to destroy the Master or the land itself, the foundation of the Holy Grail?

The answers are all correct, but they are only superficial.

——Don’t change the subject for me.

——I hate the Holy Grail War.

——I hate those guys who killed Flatt for the Holy Grail, and I hate this ritual.

——Humans, human cities...

——To be honest, I don’t hate London…

——But it doesn’t matter to me what happens to this city.

──……

-There's one thing I didn't tell Flatt.

——The reason why Bennett was summoned.

——That heroic spirit is... impossible to be attracted by a toy knife.

——The reason must be me.

——I have similar characteristics...

——After all, he is still no one.

This kind of thinking only lasted a moment in the actual passage of time, and the asteroid fell to the ground in a flowing motion.

However, Enkidu's breath perception did not let it go.

In a place where the magic power was completely eliminated and became a slave. Under the influence of Tia and Enkidu, the magic power changes like a turbulent flow. Enkidu perfectly captured the inconsistent feeling of a space where the magic power is evenly suppressed.

He stretched out his chain, trying to catch this egg-like star filled with huge magic power, but Tia released a pursuit with magic attached to it to try to stop him.

As a result, although the Magic Star completely deviated from its orbit, it still hit the ground in an almost intact state.

The target is Snowfield, but towards Los Angeles, the largest city on the west coast of the United States.

Farewell, "Los Angeles, the City of Angels."

Farewell, Long Beach.

Farewell, Griffith Observatory.

Farewell, Hollywood.

Tia, who calculated the results of her magic before she could fly, noticed that the location where the meteorite landed was where Hollywood is. In Tia's heart, the sadness of "Ah, this is the place where Flatt always wanted to go one day" was washed away by the thought of "Flat is no longer here, so it doesn't matter."

Under the impact of the evil star full of destruction and atom-destroying magic, the city named Angel is now preparing to return to the light.

Due to the activation of the infused magic power, the land and all life within a radius of several kilometers will be reduced to nothing. Immediately afterwards, the collapse caused by the meteorite will stimulate the surrounding dragon veins and magma, causing a chain reaction.

Even Tia herself couldn't stop it. At this moment, the principle of transcending mystery and hiding physically determines the directionality (future) of human beings.

——That’s how it should be.

However, in front of Tia's sight were thick cumulonimbus clouds.

Also located to the west, it should be the hurricane heading here (Snowfield) through Los Angeles.

It was an unusually huge cumulonimbus cloud that almost left the earth's troposphere. Tia could always feel the unpleasant smell from inside the thick cloud layer.

The magic of the surrounding atmosphere and land seemed to be entangled in cumulonimbus clouds.

Although there is "something" that is very troublesome there, in the final analysis, there is no way to deal with it under the current situation.

Therefore, Tia had not paid attention to it until just now.

No matter what is in the cloud, magic will activate as long as it touches it.

The evil star he launched would probably destroy all the big cities in the western United States.

The boy thought so.

But something happened.

"..."

Tia opened her eyes slightly as she looked at the scene in front of her.

A part of the cumulonimbus vortex with a diameter of more than 500 kilometers swayed like a raised sickle, with two tornadoes stretching into the sky at the end.

This is a move that obviously ignores the laws of physics and the tornado system. The beautiful extension of left and right symmetry looks like the double horns of a huge creature.

No, that's not right.

Tia was convinced.

Not like horns.

That is the horn of the beast.

His eyes that could see magic correctly recognized the hidden mystery, the wrapped figure.

Covered by the two tornadoes is a deep and charming blue.

Even if you dig up all the minerals on the earth, you can't get it together. The large amount of lapis lazuli forms a glazed block that looks like the sea and the sky.

The thing peeking out from the gap in the huge hurricane clouds is a golden skeleton.

Each bone is equivalent to the size of a vast city. The blue and golden beast strides forward in this world using the swirling storm wind as its flesh.

——The magic power suddenly increased...?

——There is no action to draw magic power from the planet.

——Is that... an existence from somewhere else...?

Although there are such doubts, the question now is why such a move?

The answer will be revealed soon.

A glazed animal horn the size of a peninsula pointed at the evil star flying at super high speed in the stratosphere, full of destruction and violence.

Then, the horns moved.

To be precise, the moving thing is the huge magic power that pours out from the depths of the horn, entwined with divine energy.

Unlike Tia who relied on magic power to distort the surrounding space, the behemoth's horns used divine energy to devour space, breaking the concepts of distance and direction.

The vector is distorted, and the evil star starts falling before it reaches Los Angeles, heading straight for the face of the cumulonimbus behemoth.

Eggs of destruction and destruction that excavate the earth, trigger large-scale earthquakes, and contain astonishing energy.

So, will it have more energy than a super hurricane?

Of course, disasters with different forms cannot be simply compared. Generally speaking, huge earthquakes bring greater damage to the world.

However, in terms of pure "energy value" comparison, the energy contained in a strong hurricane is sometimes a hundred times that of a magnitude 9 earthquake.

What would happen if this energy stirred like a beast?

The answer is about to be revealed.

A large hurricane composed of thick cumulonimbus clouds.

Seen from above, the shape of the hurricane is approximately circular, with the gaps between the clouds and the sky perfectly separated. It can be called a textbook hurricane.

However, if you visualize the density of magic contained in it, it is a giant beast the same size as a hurricane that is slowly and continuously walking this way.

The storm roared over it.

Heavy rain is in his blood.

The thunder was rapid and violent.

The thick cumulonimbus clouds are not only the flesh of the mythical beast itself, but also the armor that protects everything about it.

Not a zoomorphic version of a giant hurricane, but its opposite.

Tia was convinced that the way the God Beast fell to the ground was the true face of the monster.

The golden-skeletal beast peering out of the cumulonimbus slowly opened its mouth.

No, it seemed slow because of the close distance, but judging from its huge size, its jaws were opening and closing at an alarming speed.

The evil star slid straight into the beast's mouth, and then immediately closed its mouth.

If it penetrates the interior of a hurricane and reaches the ground, destructive smoke and dust will immediately be produced.

However, that moment never came.

No matter how much longer you wait, it won't come.

Because the gold and glazed color inside the hurricane flashes, while maintaining the scale of the hurricane, the energy contained in it rises explosively.

The wind speed suddenly surged from about 50 meters per second to 80 meters per second, and the maximum instantaneous wind speed exceeded 100 meters per second, which was close to the strongest record in history.

I'm afraid that if that "behemoth" wants to pour energy into the wind speed, it can easily refresh the existing observation record.

Was the reason why he didn't do this something because of what the giant beast had in mind, or was it purely accidental - or was it because he was instructed by someone?

However, to Tia and Enkidu now, these are all trivial matters.

Because they realize it.

The giant cumulus clouds that span hundreds of kilometers are indeed watching them.

Moreover, this giant beast that was carrying huge disasters did indeed sneer after seeing the two of them.

Seeing this scene, the young man smiled with interest——

Instead, Enkidu wiped away his smile and just glanced at the "magical beast" with a sad expression.

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Snowfield, West Forest.

The two people floating in the distant sky didn't know.

There are people on the ground in Snowfield watching the movements of the giant beast.

As an observer, Philia—Ishtar sighed in embarrassment while feeling the appearance of the divine beast that was her own asset.

"Ah, there's really nothing we can do about this child."

He was neither confused by the expansion of powerful power, nor alarmed by the possible destruction of the surface.

She simply shrugged at the greed of her divine beast.

"I don't care about you if you eat randomly and ruin your stomach~"