Magician in Type-Moon

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The first problem to solve is Lancer. Since we need to suppress this threat, we have to change our tactics.

The battle between the oldest king and the last dragon.

Once again, they managed to thwart Lancer's long spear attack in advance.

Then, another sword appeared in Gilgamesh's hand, replacing the Heaven-Opening Sword.

original sin.

It is said to be the original text of the chosen sword, which has been passed down all over the world.

The blade is wider than that of a typical longsword, and its overall appearance is a deep black with faint red patterns, like flowing blood running along the blade.

The blade was incredibly sharp, radiating a chilling killing intent.

"This sword is powerful enough to make you despair," Gilgamesh said coldly, the original sin in his hand gleaming with a captivating light.

Unlike the weaker weapons used during the previous standoff, these weapons are all capable of shattering the opponent's spirit core with each strike.

The sword, entwined with evil, resonated with Beelzebub the moment it was drawn, as he was corrupting the world.

The arrogant king did something that no king would do – he borrowed strength!

Beelzebub generously lent his strength, and although their purposes differed, they were on the same side in their actions.

The power of gluttony now filled the sword.

Then there's no need to think, just swing!

The violent magical energy coalesced and rubbed together, forming a powerful wave-like impact.

The overflowing magic twisted in the sky.

At that moment, everyone suddenly felt an intense hunger.

Even Artoria and Lancer, who are Heroic Spirits and do not need to eat, are no exception.

Their strength seemed to be drained away, and their mental and physical energy were being rapidly depleted.

As a Demi-Servant, Mash was in even greater distress. When faced with such conceptual harm, the human body was only more affected than a Heroic Spirit.

The magic was constantly draining away, and Mash should have raised her shield to protect everyone at this moment.

But every step felt like an impossible one.

It seems that even the state of a sub-Servant is difficult to maintain, and the senior behind him is also not feeling well at the moment.

At that moment, Artoria swiftly stepped to her side, in a position that should have been occupied by Fujimaru Ritsuka.

The sword of Excalibur in his hand was stuck in the ground.

With his free hands, he placed one hand on Mashu's waist and the other on the hand that Mashu was holding the shield.

“Lord Galahad, you are the knight who retrieved the Holy Grail,” Artoria said softly.

At this moment, Fujimaru Ritsuka's support arrived, and the Command Seals shone brightly once again.

Mashu turned around and saw Fujimaru Ritsuka's expression. How foolish! As a pure human, she was clearly in more pain than her at this moment.

But now he forced himself to stand up and smiled at himself, just like that day when he fainted in the corridor, looking just as silly.

"Lord Camelot! The eternally ideal city!"

Mashu's voice and Artoria's voice rang out at the same time.

Once the giant shield of the Round Table, it is the object with the deepest bond to the Knights of the Round Table.

The flawless city of chalk reappeared, its sturdy outer walls not only blocking its advance but also steadily pushing forward under Gilgamesh's divinely powerful strike.

It rolled forward like a mobile fortress.

At this moment, Lancer, who was also under the protection of the sacred wall, narrowed his pale eyes and his magical power surged instantly.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The Heart of the Dragon moves like the steps of a Spanish tap dancer.

It's time for her to make her move!

Chapter 155: Offering the loudest salute to the king's arrival!

Now is the best time!

Gilgamesh's proactive attack also created an opening in his own defense.

This also gave Lancer time to return to its original form.

"Horizon of Light A - Hollow Heart Albion"

Human form is insufficient to combat this crisis, so the "dragon" must return from the horizon.

The name Lancelot that bound him has been removed.

"Synchronicity" is no longer needed.

Limiter removed, Link 3!

Corrected, all cleared! Infinite power, connect bonds, break through the boundaries of dimensions!

The form of a giant dragon, standing at the pinnacle of mythical beasts, was thus revealed.

This body is the dragon that governs the realm!

The body and blood are constantly being reorganized.

This represents a change in the level of life.

This change is sufficient to offset the effects of gluttony.

Dragon blood flows continuously from the dragon's heart to its limbs, and then spreads throughout its entire body.

The limbs grew violently, the fingers and toes gradually became sharp, and sharp dragon claws grew from the fingertips.

The changes behind it are even more astonishing.

Her shoulder blades bulged, and enormous dragon wings grew from her back.

When the dragon's wings are spread, they blot out the sky and the sun.

Its scales covered its entire body like armor, shimmering with a metallic sheen.

Whether it was Artoria, Mash, or Fujimaru Ritsuka standing to the side, even the people far away in Shadow Border couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

This level of intense magic!

The spirit origin was also strengthened.

I never imagined that such a frail body could contain such immense power.

"Master! Command Seals!"

From Lancer, no, from the roar of a dragon!

Solau, who was hiding in the shadows, had been observing the situation on the battlefield.

Since Lancer needs her reinforcements right now, then let's leave it to her.

Since my strengths don't lie in combat, I should leave that to those who are good at it.

"By command of the Command Spell, Lancer, do whatever you want!"

The Command Seals transformed into projectiles and were loaded into the magical cavity within Lancer's body.

"Hollow Heart Albion!! — The Unseen, Pure Beating of the Heart!!!"

The dragon's breath released by "Albion" based on its "original form".

It is an Ex-rank Anti-World Noble Phantasm.

The light that shines from that solemn heart will become a weapon of widespread destruction.

Its shape could be described as a rainbow spanning the border, or a gateway to another world opened in this world.

"This is Albion, the final dragon to open the boundary...! From Rofrue to Flormont, proclaim the moment, Dukadette!"

"Rise from the decaying bones. The breath of fire, wings of iron. In the twilight sky, like the cry of a newborn...! The unseen, pure pulse!"

Fly, towards the sky beyond...

At the tip of Camelot—the city of chalk—the last dragon flaps its wings.

From the heart, a crack was torn open, and the pulsating dragon heart had transformed into the shape of a spiraling holy spear.

The dark blue magic emanated like dust.

Golden spiritual light and golden lightning intertwined on the dragon's chest.

Charge up!

Energy storage!

Accumulate!

Then it explodes!

The entire world was awestruck by the magic unleashed at that moment.

Even the five-headed dragons swimming in Liudong Temple Lake were attracted by this aura.

I couldn't help but want to stick my head out and squeeze in that direction.

But before His actions could take place, Medea stopped Him.

The dragon's essence continuously permeated the skies above Fuyuki City.

The gap in the boundary gate was gradually widening at that moment.

The monsters on the inner side of the world cheered and jumped for joy.

They can't wait to break through the boundaries and come to the real world to feast.

Meanwhile, in the Shadow Border imaginary submarine, observations of the singularity revealed an increasing accumulation of black sediment.

Even Leonardo da Vinci, whose usual bright smile had vanished, couldn't help but smile wryly:

"Could this Servant be the reason for this singularity?"