They've already fought their way through the Holy Grail War, and you still call them dragons?

Ange glanced at his watch.

"This land is known for the 'Night Parade of One Hundred Demons'. Legend has it that demons and ghosts inhabit another dimension that overlaps with the human world. Whenever demons appear, the two worlds intersect, and humans and demons appear simultaneously."

"Isn't that... the Nibelungen?"

Chapter 232: Mecha is a man’s romance!

Finkel suddenly remembered the strange world he had accidentally entered when he was sitting in the Maserati.

...Could it be the same one?

"...At this point, we can't confirm anything, so let's reserve our conclusion for now."

Ange had already learned about his experience from Finkel, but to be honest, it was of little reference value.

Since the Nibelungen was half-destroyed by the tsunami and earthquake in the end, its intersection with reality will only lead to more bizarre and terrifying consequences rather than just the appearance of black fog and monsters.

"Fingal, you have three minutes to finish the rest of your pork elbow. Then you need to go to the basement immediately. Your instructor is waiting for you there."

Ange's words surprised Finger. "Vice Principal? He actually came in person?"

"Why not? Combining your experience with the information from an old friend of mine, I know the current situation is definitely not good. We must improve our combat capabilities to deal with emergencies."

Finger wiped the lard from his mouth and said, "Increase combat power? How else can it be improved?"

Ange suddenly flipped his wrist and threw two unarmored divine swords towards him. "Your equipment. I had it sent from Shenzhou."

"Wow!" Finkel's eyes lit up, and he felt a familiar cool touch after touching it.

This is his alchemical work. Although Fingel is known for nothing more than complaining, playing the victim, being an electronic hacker, or relying on his sturdy physique to escape quickly, in fact, as a disciple of Vice Principal Master Flamel, he also has a good alchemical attainment.

These two divine swords, Murasame, were the ones that Finkel had previously lent to Chu Tianjiao.

"The principal is really thoughtful and considerate, worthy of being the most experienced dragon slayer in the world..." Finkel's flattery flowed out of his mouth as if it were free.

"Stop flattering me. It's almost time. Haven't you been scowling all the time, unable to get your Servant to output at full strength? The Vice Principal is here to solve your problem."

Ange smiled mysteriously, "By the way, besides the vice principal, there are a bunch of helpers you wouldn't expect."

"Huh? Who is it?"

"A bunch of nerds who love to rave about mechas."

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"Look at this immensely exquisite humanoid weapon! A profound fusion of magical mechanics and alchemical dynamics, its entire body is engraved with over 400 alchemical circuits. This is the culmination of our violent aesthetics! Our Archangel Michael!"

“The Son of the Morning Star is fallen from heaven, but you, Michael, come out and fight with the dragon with his angels, and you will overcome and will conquer!”

"Holy! Holy! Holy! Hallelujah!"

When Finkel walked into the basement, he saw a group of weirdos in white coats hugging and cheering around a huge, bloated white-painted iron lump, like some primitive tribe or heretical fanatics dancing an unknown religious dance around their sacred bonfire.

"A madman from the equipment department!?"

Faced with this scene, Finkel couldn't hold back and blurted out.

As a result, as soon as these words were spoken, dozens of people in the equipment department turned around and looked at them.

"Excuse me! Please continue!"

Finkel instantly shrank his head, his eyes swept across the basement, and quickly locked onto an old man squatting in the corner drinking alone.

His strong body crouched down like a wretched rat, avoiding the position of the equipment department and walking around, shouting:

"Vice Principal! What are they doing?"

The Vice Principal Night Watchman raised his eyes.

"Oh, that's right. The scope of the original alchemical circuit came from my original 'Nibelungen Project' concept. The Nibelungen Project's alchemical matrix could lock dragon blood for internal circulation, but now it's been changed to lock elements for external circulation."

The Night Watchman took a sip of beer and said, "Actually, the most perfect option is internal circulation. This would allow you to easily and without burden solve the problem of servant supply. However, we don't have such a plan, and time doesn't allow for a temporary research."

"Ah? What on earth are you mixing up?" Finkel thought to himself, does this have anything to do with that stupid mecha?

"Hmm? Didn't I make myself clear?" The Night Watchman exhaled a breath of alcohol. "Anyway, I'm the one who improved the alchemical matrix circuit scheme. From now on, how to actually apply it to solve your burden problem will be left to the Equipment Department."

"So?" Finkel stared at the so-called "Michael" mentioned by the equipment department, and suddenly had a bad premonition.

"So that mecha is used to solve the problem of your Servant not being able to fight for a long time. Once you put it on, the alchemical circuit will automatically inject external elements into your body, reducing the drain on your body by the Servant."

"Can I go to the front lines without wearing that stupid giant mech..."

Finger's face was filled with sorrow. He had been showing off his "Misty Killing Flame Demon Blade" to show off his handsome face, but now his handsome face had been replaced by that big, stupid lump of metal. Who could he turn to for justice when his heroic image on the battlefield was gone?

"Fingal, shouldn't you be a little happier? Director Akadula even said that mechas are the romance of you young men—"

"Vice Principal, it depends on what kind of mecha it is! Just like people, they come in different sizes, tall and short, fat and thin, beautiful and ugly, like that one over there..."

Finkel protested in a low voice, "With its bloated limbs and rounded cockpit, it's a deadbeat fat mecha. It would be socially dead in Japanese society!"

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Emiya was flying on Ugly Gozen's mecha.

To be precise, he was standing on the floating shoulder armor of this large mecha.

In fact, Emiya had thought about getting a suit of this mecha someday to wear for fun, and it would be even better if it could be used flexibly in combat. Melusina could certainly refine a suit using her skin, but that one looked more like a hideous black skin than a real mecha.

Coincidentally, when Emiya saw that the shoulder armor on both sides of Ugly Gozen's armor was "magnetically levitation", he had the idea of ​​taking a ride.

Unfortunately, this is not mine.

"My Lord, please do not be distracted. There are enemies ahead."

After hearing Ugly Gozen's reminder, Emiya instantly gathered his mind. A thumping sound began to be heard in front of him. A huge red ghost was trampling the streets, knocking down houses, and crushing humans like ants.

It seems that the vibration felt before was caused by this giant monster.

"……What's this?"

"It's a red ghost. It's undoubtedly a vicious ghost species." Ugly Gozen said, she raised her long sword, Doujiqi Yasunaga, and the shining lightning gathered, and then the edge flashed, and the purple lightning turned into a thick and dazzling torrent along the edge of the blade and flew out!

Boom! The arrow hit the ghost's head and penetrated it, and the large red ghost fell to the ground!

New screams were heard from the black fog, and another giant green ghost made a grand appearance. Although there were burn marks on its shoulders from the residual lightning, it was obviously not seriously injured.

"Huh?" Emiya was a little confused.

Ugly Gozen's voice was low, "Strange... It's actually a ghost species beyond our expectations. They have a layer of defense on their bodies, and it's impossible to break through them one after another."

Emiya squinted his eyes and saw that these ghosts did have an aura wrapped around their bodies, which was similar to the god-like dragon and Yamata no Orochi he had seen before, except that the defenses of those divine creatures were more exaggerated, and required powerful treasures to break through.

"It should be a very high level of mystery," Emiya said.

This is a mystery unique to the fantasy species. In the face of this high level of mystery, lower mysteries, such as modern magic, will be invalidated.

He was suddenly stunned when a small ghost suddenly jumped out from the shoulder of the green ghost.

Ibaraki Douji!?

Chapter 233 Die Under My Divine Thunderbolt

"Ibaraki Douji?"

Ugly Gozen naturally recognized it as the Oeyama ghost, "That aura, it's more like a Servant, right?"

Ibaraki Douji's entire body was throbbing with scorching, golden-red fire, the high temperature emanating from it and spreading outwards, but the whites of her eyes were cloudy and lifeless, and a black aura lingered around her body and her spiritual garments.

"Yes," Emiya remembered that this was Kazama Ruri's Servant. But now he was acting with the monster in the black fog...

He stared intently at Ibaraki Douji's strange appearance. Was he contaminated by the black mud and deprived of control from his original master?

If this is the case, we need to be wary of whether this Servant will have a nearly infinite supply of mana like Black Saber in the HF line...

"Be careful!" Ugly Gozen's reminder interrupted Emiya's thoughts, and at the same time, he controlled the floating shoulder armor he was standing on, making the place where Emiya was standing like an aerial surfboard, flashing with lightning and turning rapidly.

However, right in front of them, a fire suddenly lit up, and a huge and ferocious ghost claw wrapped in thick flames flew out. A hoarse roar sounded almost at the same time - "The great resentment of Rashomon"!

The ghost's giant claws turned into a long dragon of fire and flew over, briefly dispelling the obscure black fog along the way. Buildings were occasionally affected, and the terrible heat caused the glass curtain walls of the surrounding buildings to explode. The melted tempered glass fell like syrup, burning a long black mark on the solid wall.

"It's just a little trick—!"

Ugly Imperial's blade continued to flash with lightning, "Punish and execute!"

Thunder exploded, turning into a dazzling bright purple fork-shaped electric current that pierced the ghost hand.

"It's not over yet! Rashomon's great resentment has begun!"

Emiya was shocked to see Ibaraki Douji roaring as she stepped on the asphalt. Black energy erupted violently from her body, leaving burning footprints on the ground with every step. With the astonishing amount of magic power supplied, the ghost hands she launched instantly multiplied.

Then, the dark fog suddenly exploded into a red flame wave, and the heat erupted. The flames that shot up into the sky easily destroyed the buildings and streets.

However, the crimson ghost hands flashing with flames did not rush forward. Instead, after the explosion, their momentum immediately soared into the sky, returning from different directions, covering Emiya and Uzumaki respectively, weaving a dense flaming cage attack like a dragnet!

"Book of Five Rings!" Emiya held Hoki Kuni Yasutsuna in one hand and Izumi no Kami Fujiwara no Kanesada in the other, standing on his shoulder armor and aiming at the scorching demon claws in all directions. "Water Form! Reverse Tide!"

The water swept upstream, and suddenly a vast and violent water force appeared between heaven and earth, wave after wave, like sharp waves flying out from the blade of a knife, cutting through the fire and roaring water.

At the same time, Ugly Gozen also cooperated by accumulating brilliant lightning on his two swords, "Second sword, thunder and lightning!"

Lightning dances.

Her eyes were bright. Ever since entering the foggy environment, her spirit base had been unusually active. This was the power of the Bull-Headed Heavenly King's divine incarnation responding to her! Her divinity was rising!

This was something that no one present noticed. Some seemingly unreal forces were now becoming reality!

Boom!

The lightning continued to surge. Ugly Gozen's power surged, his confidence multiplied... If that's the case, Oeyama Ghost, you will perish under this divinely devastating thunderbolt!

Then, when Emiya launched the Niten Ichiryu, Water Form, Reverse Tide, countless huge water waves were formed, which collided with the hot fire waves and produced a large amount of water vapor, and fierce lightning and thunder followed.

The direct lightning broke through the obstacles and further blew up the fire-ravaged block. Ibaraki Douji, who was in the middle of it, had a changed expression when faced with the overwhelming thunder, but he was caught in it before he could move away!

"Avenger! She's trying to escape!" Even though the counterattack was successful, Emiya's eyes never relaxed for a moment. Ibaraki Douji was not a fragile servant, and her breath was still moving quickly.

"learn!"

The lightning on the shoulder armor exploded, and the moment Emiya bent his knees and jumped, the suspended shoulder armor emitted a buzzing sound like electromagnetic acceleration, instantly throwing Emiya's body out!

"You're courting death!" Ibaraki Douji, battered by lightning, fled in a hurry, black energy emanating from her wounds. After noticing her pursuit, she sneered, "Blue Oni!"

Boom!

The black fog that had been lingering in front of him suddenly blew away, and a giant green ghost, taller than a building, swung a mace as big as a mountain, smashing down like a mountain!

But Emiya didn't even glance at it, simply lowering his head. Flames swirled in his hand, and in the blink of an eye, a new ōdachi was forged.

"The Bull King is here!"

The moment Emiya lowered his head, support from Ugly Gozen arrived instantly from the rear, and a violent thunderstorm containing the divinity of Bull-Headed Heavenly King struck down heavily. The huge blue ghost seemed to have become a conspicuous target like a lightning rod on the roof, and was burned and crushed by the huge thunder plasma!

Emiya, using the cover of the blue demon's huge body, moved forward and passed through, aiming the blade of the extremely long sword in his hand. "The blade will not deviate, and the demon will be reached with a single thought."

"Hmm...!" The blackened Ibaraki made an indistinct sound. She stared at the incoming blade, then suddenly stopped and raised her ghost claws. "How dare you go forward alone to hunt down the desperate enemy? You underestimated the enemy and advanced recklessly. Prepare to die!"

The black mist from the wound grew thicker, accompanied by a surge of flames. Emiya's eyes fixed, this was... the magical support from the black mud!

"Oeyama--" The burning flaming fist in Ibaraki Douji's hand was prepared for Watanabe Tsuna before, but because he was under the suppression of Onikiri at that time and could not move, he barely escaped by using the secret water method.

And now Emiya is flying straight into the air, heading towards her. Ibaraki Douji is full of confidence at the moment of preparing to release. This time, her power output and magic power reserves are excellent, so... lowly human, prepare to face death and a future where only charcoal ashes will be left!

"Secret sword--!" Unfortunately, Emiya did not give her a chance. The long Nagano sword "Bizen Nagafune Nagamitsu" in his hand flashed with cold light, reflecting the opponent's face frozen in a moment of astonishment.

"——Yan Fan!"

In an instant, Ibaraki saw three sword lights appearing simultaneously from different directions!

This is a unique skill that Sasaki Kojiro, the master of the Bizen Osafune Nagamitsu, honed in order to "cut down the flying swallow."

According to him, swallows can sense and evade air currents, so no matter what angle you attack from, a swallow has a chance to fly away in the opposite direction the moment the blade strikes. To create a situation where a swallow cannot escape, the only way is to "swing the blade from three directions simultaneously."

This is the secret sword Swallow Return, a fantasy technique that reaches the level of a Noble Phantasm through sword skills alone, producing the "multi-dimensional refraction phenomenon" in just an instant.

Phew! Phew! Phew!

In that moment of shock, Ibaraki lost the chance to dodge—no, it was impossible for her to dodge in the first place. The sharp blade pierced the flesh, causing the fierce ghost to burst into blood, and the flesh was torn apart by the sharp edge as the blood poured out.

When Emiya drew out the sharp blade, Ibaraki Douji fell down weakly, but the next second, a beam of light rushed over and took Ibaraki Douji, who was on the verge of death, away from his sight.

"He actually shattered the spirit core?... Oh, I still can't save him—"

A fresh yet slightly alluring female voice echoed through the black fog, "Migu, you were too ruthless when you attacked me. I'm going to have a hard time explaining this to the Mother Goddess."