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

Although it was just a quick glimpse, the current situation seemed to be very clear: the Night Food on the opposite side was collapsing.

Minamoto no Raikou recalled her past experiences. Back then, the entrances to the Night Food Plain hadn't yet been sealed, and the Eight Snake Clan's management was quite strict to prevent demonic intrusion. Even so, she had never seen the Night Food Plain in such a state of chaos. And from her current hurried perception, it was a sign of imminent collapse.

In the end what happened?

Could all this be related to the alien god "Satan" and the "root of fantasy" that Ashiya Doman mentioned?

"Cuckoo, quack..."

From within the vast, impossibly deep rift, intermittent cries echoed. That rift was the devastation caused by the terrifying attack from the Night's Food Origin space crack, which had spread through the barrier to the present world.

Minamoto no Raikou was horrified. Under such an attack, even ordinary servants were as powerless as ordinary humans.

However, in fact, this space crack did not leak all of the power, but rather the power was weakened due to space obstruction.

Therefore, at that moment, it only penetrated a few dozen kilometers of urban areas, creating a vast rift valley spanning many urban areas.

Otherwise, if the entire sword beam from Emiya were to descend upon the world, the scale of the disaster would be multiplied several times over.

"Sorry..."

The resurrected Ashiya Doman, riding the warhorse summoned by Takeda Shingen, climbed out of the abyss, riding the gusts of wind and blazing fire. From his perspective, he could easily spot the super rift, like a valley mouth emitting an aura of destruction, stretching across a vast distance, extending beyond sight.

On Ashiya Michiman's face, he clearly still retained the shock and fear about the raging battle situation in Yonoshihara.

Damn it, he originally wanted to celebrate the landing of the Root of Fantasy and the successful implementation of Lord Satan's plan!

They even prepared a high-profile declaration of "The old gods are dead, and new gods should be established", but the result... it seems that the power of the old gods is not easy to deal with?

Wait, the alien god whom he called Satan never showed up and only gave himself the shikigami's technique. Could it be that he was using this as bait and used himself as a pawn to lead the way?

Ashiya Doman suddenly felt a little pain in his face. He was so complacent before, having tricked Takeda Shingen and others, treating them as chess pieces that could be manipulated and discarded at will. In the end, he seemed to have become a discarded pawn!

The way of heaven is reincarnation, who has heaven spared?

The boomerang in the groove finally flew back and hit himself!

Rumble…

While the two of them were wavering in their respective minds due to various situations, the battle on the Yonogihara side would not stop.

The sky was dark and noisy, like dense, muffled thunder. A light rain began to fall, and within tens of seconds, it gradually intensified, almost converging into a series of clear, white lines of water vapor that stretched from sky to earth. The demonic aura that permeated the "Yanli Ulti-City Castle" that Ashiya Doman had so painstakingly condensed seemed to be suppressed and dissolved into the water.

If it were just that, it would be fine. Minamoto no Raikou frequently invoked Indra's divine power of thunder, which led to the accumulation of a large number of cumulonimbus clouds. It is not impossible for such rain to form naturally with a little guidance. But what is even more incredible is that there seems to be the sound of waves drifting from afar, and the shadowy figures of giant snakes and giants emerge from them.

The multi-headed snake god's body was as vast as mountains. Although it was still far away, the height of its tail had already surpassed that of tall buildings. The intertwined shadows of its head and tail made one's scalp tingle and temples throbbing just from a distance.

The giant's shadow was swaying on the other side, his towering torso was like a mighty god of war, and the sword's blade was shining brightly, even brighter than the frequent thunderstorms of Indra. His divine power made the sky and the earth dim.

The sorcerer's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and he looked closely. He found that the sword light was getting brighter and brighter, more and more powerful, getting bigger and closer...

Get closer!?

"Oh no! Let's go!" When Ashiya Doman saw a bigger monster coming, his face changed drastically. He spurred his horse away and turned around to run away.

Okay, okay, he admitted that his Alien God backing might be a bit unstable. Otherwise, this cheap boss should have stepped in and solved these two huge problems that were clearly hindering their plans!

This wave was terrifying! If there was another aftermath like the previous one, even the slightest bump would affect the stability of the Root of Imagination.

The so-called Roots of Imagination is an experiment used to plant the roots of the Imagination Tree.

According to the plan of the alien god, Ashiya Doman needs to kill a large number of humans during the Holy Grail War to collect soul sacrifices, and then use these to carry out adaptive transformation of the entire Tokyo in advance to complete the "Disgusting Divine City".

This disgusting and filthy city will provide an environment for the roots of fantasy to fall, which is equivalent to the culture dish prepared at the beginning of the fantasy tree experiment process.

As for the roots of fantasy, the true form or material composition of this thing is actually the flesh and blood branches that spread out from the city, which is the root system.

From another perspective, the fantasy roots are actually the product of human body alchemy. The people who were killed here used their flesh to transform into bloody roots. The roots are intertwined with each other, circulating the flow of elements like a super-giant alchemical matrix, transforming the surrounding environment, and creating the final prerequisite for the birth of the fantasy tree.

Therefore, "replacing ancient fantasies with fantasies" is essentially the process of the fantasy tree roots replacing the ancient dragon veins. Both are large-scale alchemical matrices. The former is repelling the latter, and at the same time, fantasy is also shaking the Night Food Source formed based on the ancient dragon veins.

To put it more crudely, this is like a new Nibelungen rejecting another Nibelungen, and the only outcome is a fight to the death. This is the process.

Michiman Ashiya even found out earlier that the Nibelungen that maintained the Night Food Source in Tokyo's underground had been operating for thousands or even tens of thousands of years without a controller, and one day it would collapse. In theory, it would not be a problem to exclude or replace it.

However, ideals are full and reality is skinny. There will always be unexpected accidents that come at tricky angles, and a few big blows will catch everyone off guard.

For example, in reality, the development of the experimental plan was going smoothly. The only unexpected factor was that there were humans who were better at fighting than the Servants... no, much better at fighting!

Completely unreasonable, he changed the situation of the battle single-handedly!

Anyway, Ashiya Michiman was a little afraid that the aftermath of the two great gods would inadvertently affect him - in fact, it was not the damn plan of the alien god, but that his own life might be in danger.

After all, the number of Shikigami that he claimed "could not be killed even if Minamoto no Raikou tried a hundred times" was actually limited. According to the combat power of these two outrageous gods, he seriously doubted that even if he had ten thousand lives, it would not be enough to fill his teeth.

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"That giant shadow over there—it's Emiya-senpai!"

"Is this the God Slayer?... It's simply the reappearance of this island nation's myth!"

Just when Ashiya Doman was fleeing in panic like a frightened bird, Mashu also observed that strange and magnificent scene.

When Caesar broadcast the spectacular scene of the battle between two towering figures reflected in the distant sky to the observation room in Chaldea through the virtual screen, a large number of researchers gasped.

"What is that? Are there any giants mentioned in the island nation's mythology? There are Hydra and giants, and I thought it was a Greek myth."

"So big, so thick, so long——!"

"? ...You better be talking about fighting."

"Ah, being able to witness such a powerful battle with my own eyes is worth the price of admission, even if I die—"

"Come on, just being able to watch it on the big screen is a blessing. You still want to watch it live? Do you have the adaptability to transfer soul particles?"

The researchers were gossiping among themselves.

"Wow, that's awesome! Captain Emiya is the best in the world!"

Of course, the most resounding adjective is Lu Mingfei's simple and unpretentious. Just from this skillful flattery sentence, we can tell that Lu Mingfei often hangs out with Finger.

"..."

"I've read the myths and legends of this island nation," Caesar said. Although he had been exposed to Chaldea's work at an early age, he had never fallen behind in his studies. Of course, he was referring to the liberal arts and history. He was not an engineering man like Chu Zihang who specialized in mechanics.

"There was once a story about an evil deity called Yamata no Orochi who committed evil and was killed by Susanoo, one of the Three Noble Sons. It seems to be quite famous."

"Yes!" Mashu nodded and added, "Yamata-no-Orochi is also recorded as 'Yamata-no-Orochi.' Mythological interpretations suggest that the rivers of ancient island nations often overflowed, and the embodiment of this flood imagery was the monster called Yamata-no-Orochi."

Today's Chaldea is different from ordinary dragon research institutions. Although according to the records of the Eight Japanese Snake Families, the Yamata-no-Orochi is a monster incarnated by the White King, when incredible heroes and gods appear, the members of Chaldea must consider it from multiple perspectives from the perspectives of mythology and folklore.

It is obvious that the snake god that Shuten has transformed into is leaning towards the side of the evil flood god Yamata no Orochi.

"Wow...! What an incredible sword power!"

Due to the different directions, what Mashu saw here was a vast sword light that almost covered the sky, like a brilliant aurora flying in the sky, covering the majestic thunder, flying horizontally from the other side of the horizon and reaching the spooky Tokyo city.

However, the sword energy affected such a large area that Mashu felt as if a disaster was about to happen.

"Mashu, don't just stand there, move quickly!" Caesar said with a serious expression.

"Wait, Director," Finkel suddenly looked up from the side. "I've slightly improved Sheba's observation function. According to the data feedback, this attack should be a simple spatial illusion—similar to a mirage caused by optical refraction. It's not dangerous."

"Hey, hey! You're so shameless! You're saying you made some improvements," Charlotte protested, raising her fist. "I did the main work, and you're just here to clean up the mess—"

"Hey! If I hadn't finished it, your progress would still be stuck at 99%!"

"You...are so shameless!" Charlotte was extremely angry. She never expected that someone could describe something like picking peaches in such a refreshing and refined way!

"Stop arguing!" Caesar forcibly suppressed the two people's argument at the critical moment. "Someone, come and summarize this—you're saying that these are simply illusions projected across space and are harmless, right?"

Furious, Charlotte managed to calm herself down. She shook her head, "That's not necessarily true. Observations show that the dragon vein has been rampaging ever since the construction of that so-called Dirty City. While it appears to be expanding, something is actually squeezing its energy, making it increasingly fragile."

Finkel continued, "The Impure City may have a substitute for the dragon veins, and it is also oppressing the dragon veins. The combination of these two factors is constantly accumulating 'damage', which is why the spatial barrier between reality and the other world has become ambiguous."

"If we go there under such circumstances, there's a chance something even more horrific might happen—for example, if the space over there really connects with this side!"

Once the two gods come into contact and start fighting in reality, the consequences will be unimaginable.

"In other words, the key is time!" Caesar's face darkened.

"So, all we can do is hope that Emiya defeats the enemy as quickly as possible? Is there any other way?"

"If you want to take a shortcut, Director, I'm afraid there's no way around it. There's a more arduous method," Charlotte said. "Since the entire Filthy City is at stake in shaking the foundations of the Night Food Field and the Dragon Veins, all we need to do is disrupt the Filthy City's operations."

Caesar asked hurriedly, "How to stop it?"

"We need to first thoroughly explore the elemental circulation pathways throughout the Impure Land City. Simply put, we need to understand the system's mechanisms, which are like a massive alchemical matrix, and then specifically destroy the central nodes within. The Impure Land City is the foundation of all the anomalies. If this environment is destroyed, no matter what back-up plans they have, they will be powerless."

Charlotte spoke without thinking, but she was not just talking nonsense. As a participant in the Holy Grail War, she actually had practical experience.

Caesar had a strong execution ability and immediately ordered the observation team to get busy. Group A members including Chu Zihang and Percy joined in to analyze the information sent back by Mashu. Those terrifying photos of flesh, branches and roots and the dazzling data on the trend of the earth veins seemed to have become the hot cakes that were watched and analyzed by everyone.

Only Lu Mingfei looked confused.

It's broken, he can't understand it.

Because Mashu and others learned that the Chaldean Spirit Sons had been transferred there, the situation was not good, so Caesar urgently summoned almost half of the people. There were also dozens of candidates in Group A. In this case, it would not be easy for the members of Emiya's inspection team to be absent, so they all came.

But the problem was, all Lu Mingfei had been studying these days was just some crappy medical knowledge! He couldn't understand a single thing about these mystical twists and turns, except for the little common sense he'd learned during his introductory training at Chaldea.

The key point is that everyone except him looks like an expert!

What’s going on? I feel like I’m the only one who’s failing!

When Lu Mingfei was scratching his head nervously, suddenly, time seemed to stand still.

"Huh?" He subconsciously turned his head to look, and wow, the uncle in the white coat next to him disappeared without a trace. In his place was indeed the little devil Lu Mingze.

Lu Mingze seemed very interested. He was also wearing a researcher's white coat - a custom-made style for children, which looked quite well-ironed. He was shaking a red wine glass in his hand.

"Hey, buddy, how do you always have a wine glass with you at the start of every show?" Lu Mingfei couldn't help but grumble. "You don't have a salary authorization card, so you didn't steal the wine from Chaldea's restaurant or warehouse? Or is this a wine glass prop that can infinitely replenish the wine?"

Lu Mingze smiled slightly, "Who said I don't have your employee card?"

A black card was thrown in Lu Mingfei's face, and then from the latter's perspective, a string of exaggerated numbers automatically appeared above the card -

"I'm sorry, I was just too loud!"

Lu Mingfei immediately gave in.

"Brother, you look like you're in a very awkward situation right now."

"Tsk, I'm stuck in your medical knowledge game. I'm clueless about things I should be familiar with. I'm in trouble now."

"Brother, have you ever considered that if I don't give you a proficiency system for free, you might not even be able to hold on to your position as the temporary manager of the medical department?"

"Hey, you already said it was temporary. I'm working so hard playing games every day because I don't know when I'll be hired!" Lu Mingfei complained, "I'm afraid I'll be fired one day."

Lu Mingze chuckled a few times, "Brother, you can't bear to leave those beautiful nurses in there, right?"

"I'm going to shit!" Seeing that his secrets were revealed, Lu Mingfei raised his hands and gave a French military salute.

"This time, I'll help my brother out again and give you a free cheat manual."

Lu Mingfei was secretly shocked. And it was free? He touched his waist with some fear, "You are not really attracted to me, are you? Can we be frank with each other? What do you want by helping me like this?"

"Of course, I am collecting your spirit—"

"Stop, stop talking about 'a quarter of the soul'. Give me another excuse. I don't believe in soul-slicing deals. Senior Brother Chu has already said that the soul isn't a cake. How can you divide it up in fractions? Do you think you're Voldemort?"

"Okay," Lu Mingze's eyes flickered, "Brother, are you sure you want to know? The truth is often very cruel."

"..."

"If you refuse my 'help' at this moment, dire consequences will occur—because, just like us, the monster known as the Demon Pillar is also frantically studying this dirty city and that imaginary divine institution."

Lu Mingze ignored Lu Mingfei's silence and continued, "If the mastermind behind the Demon Pillar obtains the results of the alien gods before we destroy them, it will lead to the 'Bad End' of our world and the complete failure of repairing the burning of humanity."

"What do you mean? Are you saying we could have succeeded anyway?"

"No, no, no, it was the murderer who burned Humanity. That culprit's plan is doomed to fail... Of course, restoring Humanity is a different matter. It requires the efforts of all of us."

Lu Mingze thought that Goetia was cultivated by himself, so of course he kept a trick up his sleeve to ensure that Goetia's scope of trouble was within the plan, but the series of operations activated by Odin, such as the Alien God's Root of Imagination, were off-field factors.

Lu Mingze had long known that Odin would study the World Tree, and that his research had a long history. For example, the "Spear of Destiny" that Odin never let go of was an alchemical product derived from it.

But he hadn't expected Odin to play such a big game in Chaldea. The root of fantasy, the next step is to cultivate the fantasy tree, right? This is simply a replica of the world tree.

Although Odin is destined to succeed with a high probability, it is still too early for him to appear at this moment. It will cause the Demon King to lose control, and this must be eliminated.

"Alright, brother, let me teach you a cheat code that will allow you to instantly see the root system of the Impure Land City... Do you remember how to use the full-map cheat in StarCraft?"

Lu Mingfei was stunned. "Black sheep wall?"

Chapter 327 I Thought Emiya Was Invincible