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

"Uh, uh, that's about it." Emiya just reminded him, and then he looked down at his phone. The BB navigation showed him an area a few kilometers away that was more suitable as a base, and it seemed to be where the spiritual vein was flowing.

"But BB, are you sure this location is reliable as a base?"

Under Mashu's puzzled gaze, Emiya spoke into the phone, "Is this place called Red Well?"

[Of course, BB-kun highly recommends this place as a base. Based on the current situation of the Tokyo Great Fire, it's reasonable to deduce that the Holy Grail War in Tokyo must have gotten out of control, resulting in a different development from the Holy Grail War we experienced several years ago.]

"But regardless, since this disaster has already occurred, and the dragon vein structure is similar, then the nodes where it flows must also be similar. With your senior's mind, this shouldn't be difficult to understand, right?"

Emiya understood. "Kurei… Charlotte seemed to have located that location during the Holy Grail War. That matches up—how ​​far is it?"

[Hmm...about 10 kilometers.]

"It's not too long."

Emiya said casually. Running such a long distance at a relatively fast pace would be enough to tire a normal human to death. However, neither Mashu nor he were normal people. One was a Sub-Servant, the other a Godslayer, and both were incredibly nimble. They wouldn't be afraid to run ten times the distance.

"Is that the AI ​​you made, Emiya-senpai!" Mashu, who had been running in silence, suddenly couldn't help but speak. She was a little curious about the female voice in Emiya's phone.

"Ah? You called me..."

Emiya looked surprised. How did you become a senior monster? Did you learn it from BB just now?

"Uh... I just said it casually," Mashu felt a little embarrassed. When she heard the AI ​​voice on her phone call that, she suddenly felt that it was very suitable for her.

At least whether it is dealing with enemies or handling the situation after the spirit particles are transferred to the singularity, Emiya is considered to be very experienced. He is much better than her who has been staying in Chaldea for a long time and has no life experience. He is definitely worthy of the title of senior.

"Never mind, call her whatever you want... Actually, BB wasn't created by me, and although she's an AI, her character is quite special and doesn't fall into the category of AI you normally understand..."

[Hoohoo! How can such a crude and careless introduction be enough to describe the great Devil Baby-kun! Emiya-senpai, you should praise my countless strengths and advantages more often in front of others—]

"Okay, okay, you have nothing but advantages and disadvantages, too many to count!" Emiya followed up on BB's words and stabbed him in the back with a vicious tongue.

[Hey, hey, hey, senior, don't think I can't hear you're saying something weird! It seems like you're not praising me, you're mocking me.]

The BB on the screen suddenly grew larger and closer at an astonishing speed!

"Wow!" Mashu exclaimed, startled. She saw a plump, purple-haired girl jumping out of Emiya's mobile phone screen!

But... strange!

How did they manage to drill it out so smoothly...?

Mashu's eyes flickered back and forth between the flying baby and the cell phone. Wouldn't she get stuck in the middle?

[Little Marshmallow~, your eyes are not very polite! ]

BB's words interrupted Mashu's wandering thoughts. The latter opened her eyes wide, a little confused about the nickname she suddenly got, "Cotton, Marshmallow!?"

The former replied with a grin, "Your name is Mash, right? Doesn't that sound like marshmallow?"

Emiya cut short the small talk, "Punch marks will be deducted! Also, don't forget to help us navigate the terrain."

[Receiving Senior—Excuse me, our leisure time has to be put on hold. Perhaps our team's pace was too flamboyant and attracted attention. Something seems to be approaching us from above!]

Emiya thought for two seconds, "BB, you continue to lead Mashu to the base, I will take care of the enemy!"

[Be careful, senior. The enemy's reaction is only one, but it's extremely fast—]

"boom!"

The only person who answered the two girls was Emiya, who was surrounded by golden light of divine power and flew into the sky with a loud bang.

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Pure white claws pierced the sky, and the same white membrane wings spread out in the air in a slender shape, easily controlling the airflow to drive the earth, fire, water and wind elements, like a huge cross across the sky.

The dark clouds occasionally flashed with purple lightning, illuminating its white scales. Its long white tail fluttered in the wind. Its golden pupils looked down upon the earth, and a fierce and surging killing intent filled its bones. It quickly locked onto its new target.

Such an ostentatious gesture seemed to declare that in this abnormal time and space, there were no extra first-generation monarchs participating in this matter, and no humans were outrageous enough to be conquered, so everything went as planned. It was the winner of the Holy Grail competition, the White King!

However, a small cluster of golden light suddenly appeared in the White King's field of vision.

The golden light rapidly expanded—no, there was a golden object approaching him at an unimaginable speed!

The sharp intuition frightened the White King. His arrogance began to fade away. He opened his mouth to chant, and the various turbulent elements in the space were guided in an orderly manner.

The dense and explosive lightning in the clouds suddenly became violent, and emerged rapidly like a galloping horse, piercing through the sea of ​​clouds and flying towards the golden light!

At the same time, the vast space began to heat up rapidly, and the thick, inky black flames baked everything, burning the dust, ashes and water vapor!

The Word Spirit: Cang Lei dominates!

Word Spirit·Black Flame Prison!

But the next moment, the White King's pupils suddenly shrank, as if he had witnessed something extremely incredible - the opponent was not knocked down by these moves at all!

A golden light more ferocious than the elemental torrent surged up, transforming into a golden sword beam that could cut through everything.

It had never seen such a terrifying light from the divine sword, as if everything in the world was equal and vulgar in front of the sword light!

The figure in the golden light grabbed the magic sword and waved it casually, just like a child scribbling on the beach with a branch.

The black prison space and the surging blue thunder were swept down and cut piece by piece, like neatly cut slices, flying powerlessly in all directions under the dazzling glow driven by the magic sword.

At the moment when such a shocking scene happened, an incomparable sense of fear suddenly pierced the White King's heart, as if he was no longer a dragon, and had returned to the ugly and cowardly human era.

The figure wrapped in "flames" and thin translucent armor - Emiya, followed the white dragon at the moment it tried to move, "Stop! Don't run!"

"Who are you! Who are you! There can't be such a person as you. I have clearly won! I have clearly won!" The White King was still screaming in a cowardly manner as he flew.

"?" Emiya thought to himself, why do you have to repeat yourself every time you say something?

But as he listened to the voice, he wondered if he had heard it before. Then, looking at the dragon's face, he saw something vaguely human about it...

"——Who are you... Tachibana Masamune? No, Osho? Herzog?"

"...You, you, you, who are you? Who are you?" Herzog, whose identity was exposed, looked even more frightened. Who the hell are you?

It doesn’t look like a dragon king, nor does it look like a human - how could a human fly ten thousand meters high and start a mythical war!

Emiya ignored Herzog's screams.

"Strange, you actually became the White King in this time and space?"

He was able to steal the White King's position, so he wasn't afraid of being devoured by the White King's consciousness? Sure enough... this was a singularity!

Chapter 312 Have you seen my heyday?

Singularity refers to the stain or singularity in human history. Simply put, it is an abnormal time and space that is separated from the normal timeline.

This abnormal time and space usually has some differences from real history, such as this burning city and this despicable villain who stole the power of the White King.

"Tell me! How did you steal the White King's power?"

Emiya slightly raised the golden sword of Ame-no-Murasakumo. Not to mention cutting hair and slicing iron like mud, if he swung this divine sword with all his strength, it would be enough to split mountains, split rivers, burn the sky and boil the sea.

Therefore, even though it was just a distant pointing, Herzog was so frightened that the hair on his body almost stood up - although he didn't have much hair at all in his current Dragon King posture.

But then a deep feeling of humiliation shot straight up from the soles of his feet to the top of his head - in his cognition, he was the first new god from ancient times to the present who perfectly usurped the power of the White King without leaving any sequelae, and who had walked the path to deification in an extraordinary manner!

After years of meticulous planning and lurking in Japan, and even winning the bizarre Holy Grail War, how could he simply surrender and be manipulated by a completely unknown, inexplicable guy?!

"I am a god! The new White King!"

Herzog's roar was somewhat hysterical, "You...don't even think about insulting me!"

He began to hiss and utter mysterious tones... It no longer sounded like a chant, but rather a direct command from his consciousness.

The White King's supreme authority caused the vast elements of heaven and earth to gather together, absorbing the scorching air currents of the boundless sky into a tiny area. The highly compressed gas formed a visible vortex like a mad dragon!

Then the king's domain suddenly exploded, and the compressed air exploded with a thunderstorm-like roar, more deafening than a cannon, and the resulting strong wind was as fast as the flow of coronal gas!

Herzog exploded like a cannonball, waving his hands at the same time - this time he was holding a bone blade pulled out from the dragon's tail - that is, the sword of Ame-no-Murakumo at the tail of the Yamata no Orochi, which can open up mountains and rivers!

However, what Herzog could not know was that this Ama Murasakibara Sword was at best a high-end alchemical sword that was sharp enough, and not a genuine high-level artifact like Emiya's that was capable of sweeping the earth.

So, Emiya was surprised to see Herzog, who had become so arrogant after usurping the White King's power, still charging towards him without giving up. Was this a rebound caused by fear?

"Ping!"

The speeding airflow like a mad dragon stirred up the "fake" Murakumo sword and swung it down swiftly, quickly cutting a thin and narrow crack in the translucent armor on Emiya's body.

Herzog was ecstatic upon seeing this. The attack was effective! And so easy!

But in fact, Emiya had no intention of dodging at all. In his current state, he deliberately restrained his strength and maintained a close-fitting human form to avoid looking too bloated. His defense had not reached the complete god-level, but was similar to the armor of an ordinary Heroic Servant.

Ping ping ping ping——

Emiya watched Herzog dodging and leaping with an unchanging expression. He was like a white shadow flying at supersonic speed and turning with zero time delay, slashing and slashing around his armor frantically, not even realizing that everything he did was in vain.

No, at least it can leave a mark on the armor. In other words, there is still hope that small marks will accumulate into a big one, and after a period of time, a wound that can at least be considered to have "broken the defense" will be cut out.

This kind of behavior Emiya prefers to call...

Scraping.

"Is this all you have? You're such a weak god!"

At the moment of a scraping action, Emiya grabbed the sharp blade of Herzog with lightning speed, and the next moment, he exerted tremendous force to throw the blade and the white dragon away.

Facing Herzog who was doing an awkward backflip in the sky, Emiya immediately mocked him without mercy.

In any case, Herzog in this time and space seems to have never met Emiya before, and has no knowledge of him. He thinks that he is the only one in the world who has usurped the power of the White King, and that the gap between Emiya's power and his own is not as big as he imagined.

Well, it is necessary to correct this guy's cognition and let Herzog understand that even if he tries his best, he cannot escape the fate of being crushed!

"You! Don't even think of looking down on me!"

The other side's playful attitude made Herzog furious. The dragon clan's tyrannical genes eroded his sanity. He seemed to feel that the anger in his lungs was about to explode.

He began to exert his authority, arranging the rhythmic wind elements in the air currents high in the sky in a dense and seamless formation. This time, he clearly uttered different and profound dragon characters. The air currents roared violently between the clouds, and the thunder flashed even more vastly.

"…Is this the one with Odin?"

Emiya muttered to himself softly. This was not the first time he had witnessed the Dragon King's trump card, but the White King really had a unique peculiarity - he could actually simulate the ultimate words of other Dragon Kings!

This is the exclusive word spirit of the King of Sky and Wind - Indra's Wrath!

Electric arcs were as dense as a net, gathering and jumping in the sky. They gradually formed countless spherical lightning bolts like pearls, emitting terrifying thunderous sounds. Shirou's vision was completely surrounded by the spherical thunder field with a radius of more than ten kilometers. The vast world was left with only the mighty power of heaven.

Only in the intermittent flickering of electricity could one see Herzog's smug expression as he wielded the electric knife. He stretched out his dragon claws and swung them freely, causing streaks of electric knives hundreds of meters long to appear in the air at random, more impressive than ball lightning.

The white dragon flew into the sky, drawing a graceful trajectory. Herzog witnessed with his own eyes that Emiya fell into the endless and vast thunder pool.

"Haha, how do you feel? How do you feel? Keep fighting back, like you did just now! Show me your full strength!"

Herzog was panting excitedly. The ultimate word spirit he released this time was not a small greeting trick like the Black Flame Prison. The power was so strong and the range was so wide that it could not be easily cut by the sword. It was enough to make the opponent unable to escape and die obediently!

"...Have you ever seen me in my prime?"

Unexpectedly, from the boundless sea of ​​thunder, came Emiya's powerful question.

It doesn't look like he's injured at all.

"what?"

Emiya spoke calmly, but Herzog's heart nearly skipped a beat. An uncontrollable sense of absurdity spread endlessly within him... Impossible, the other party had clearly already endured the Ultimate Word Spirit head-on...

"Five years, you know? For five years, I've never slacked off in my training, and you're the first opponent in these years who's allowed me to show my full strength! Watch carefully!"

Transform!

"——Deployment of the Divine Power: Susanoo!"

The thunder was restless, and Indra's huge thunder jumped and flashed around his body but did not hurt him. The divine power of Susanoo filled the great armor, and a giant armored with purple light slowly took shape in the air.

Herzog was stunned for a moment, and fell into a deep confusion of "Am I dreaming?" He saw that the armor was first composed of layers of smaller scales and buckles, extending into arm armor and limb armor, and finally grew into a behemoth... Even wings with a purple sheen grew on its back!

What the hell is this!? I've studied dragons for decades, finally ascending to the throne of the White King, and now you tell me that technology out there has already developed a Gundam?

"Excalibur: Ame-no-Kurosakumo Sword!"

Emiya's voice echoed from within the Susanoo Daijuku. The heavy, abyssal declaration startled Herzog back to reality... Wait, there's also a Murakumo sword on the other side!?

He saw a golden divine sword hundreds of meters long condensed in the opponent's hand. As soon as he appeared, he only needed to swing it to emit terrifying golden light.

The golden light crushed the sea of ​​plasma thunder, cutting through the vast thunder clouds that were hundreds of kilometers in size. With just one strike, it wiped out a large area of ​​thunder released by the Ultimate Word Spirit, showing the true power of the gods in an intuitive form.

Herzog looked down at his ordinary "Ame-no-Kurosakumo Sword" and began to doubt his life. Could it be that his sword was a fake? Or was the title of White King fake?

Regardless of whether Herzog accepted the reality or not, Emiya had already attacked. The giant, hundreds of meters tall, flapped his wings and controlled the airflow. His huge body blocked the light and cast a large shadow, making the White King's face even uglier.

Ping!

Herzog swung his sword, hitting Susanoo's divine armor head-on. He was probably using the same trick as before, hoping to weaken the armor's defense by relying on continuous attacks that accumulate into large ones.