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

Although Eri remained silent, Charlotte could easily understand what she meant - I'll give you a piece, do you want to eat it?

No, you two are some kind of gods. My current strength is at least considered a Servant. This is definitely not normal. As a girl, can you at least show a more normal fear reaction? ?

Charlotte was speechless, as if her boasting and provocation had hit cotton, with no response. She could only helplessly stare at the ridiculously calm "brother and sister" before her... Little did she know that Emiya fully understood the concept of "Pseudo-Servants," while Eri simply didn't understand.

"Emiya, you guys..."

"Listen, Charlotte, close your eyes and listen carefully. There's something wrong with the wind around you."

"what?"

Charlotte was startled. A Servant's keen senses allowed her to sense something was amiss. She finally grasped the hidden meaning of Sima Yi's warning and, along with Eri, obediently closed her eyes.

The sound of the night wind blowing through the treetops and branches became clearer and clearer, and the whistling of the air in the sky and the rustling of fallen leaves and scattered petals on the ground rang in their ears.

Fire flickered in Emiya's hands, and crackling sounds filled the air. In the blink of an eye, a strange longsword had been forged in his hands.

"Don't be fooled by your eyes. 90% of our understanding of the outside world comes from vision, so it's easy to be fooled by appearances and ignore information from hearing or other senses."

Emiya did not close his eyes. His "mind's eye" was like a device that collected and analyzed information about the surrounding environment, and all abnormalities fell into his perception without error.

The wind grew stronger and stronger, bringing with it a chill a thousand times greater than before. However, these noisy and chaotic sounds and touches were quickly dismembered and separated one by one by Emiya's mind, and through instantaneous analysis and feedback, formed an increasingly vast and dense world of information in Emiya's sensory experience.

A hidden real world that he discerned after removing all appearances.

Emiya immediately raised his sword and gripped the hilt tightly. From the depths of the pitch-black gloom came the sounds of horrible crawling and howling. Those dark lurkers seemed to pile up one after another, pouring in from all directions, and the chill they conveyed pierced and seeped into the flesh and bones of innocent passersby.

Charlotte's previously languid posture suddenly shifted. She instinctively grasped the suitcase she'd been carrying and quickly unlocked the latch at the corner. Her alchemical creation—the third-generation Mercury AI—was ready to go.

Eri ate her crepes while standing on tiptoe rhythmically, tapping the beat softly, as if she was trying to play a wilderness symphony in response to the cold wind.

Charlotte stared nervously at the things moving in the darkness. The surroundings seemed to have changed, but also seemed to have remained the same. She couldn't even be sure if she had strayed into the Nibelungen. She turned to Emiya and asked, "What is that?"

Emiya ignored the little sister for the moment and said to Eri without turning around, "Anything else?"

"what?"

While Charlotte was looking confused, Eri had already understood what she meant. She handed the two remaining crepes to Emiya, who opened his mouth and ate one in each bite, finishing the delicious food in the blink of an eye.

Feeling the fullness and warmth in his abdomen, Emiya raised his sword and looked into the depths of the darkness with a sharp gaze.

Ding Ding Ding-!

Emiya raised his hand and swung it down, slashing out a sword energy flashing with white light, blocking and shattering the barrage of hidden weapons that were attacking silently.

At the same time, he looked up and the wriggling black shadows finally became clearer. They were wrapped in black aura and their faces were unclear, but they were all armed warriors with agile skills and extraordinary bravery.

"Shadow Servant!?"

Chapter 175 "Erimiya's Favor is Not Over Yet!"

"Shadow Servant, what the hell?"

"Shadow Servants," Emiya explained quickly, his tone calm and clear. "Unlike the true Servants of the Holy Grail War, Shadow Servants are shadow-like creations, created using the spirit bases of Heroic Spirits as a mold. Like the reflection of the original in a mirror."

This type of shadow servant is far less powerful than the genuine servant because of its incomplete spiritual foundation. As a fake, they are unable to use any skills and treasures of the genuine servant.

As Emiya spoke, he looked around cautiously. Putting aside the origins of the Shadow Servants, what puzzled him most right now was why they had chosen to target him.

Among the three of them, who is the real target of the attack?

This was crucial. If the target was Emiya, he could easily determine that the person coming was a supporter of Odin's forces; if the target was Eri, then it meant that the other party was coveting her value as a vessel of God;

If the target is Charlotte, then the opponent could be any party participating in the Holy Grail War.

"Be careful, it's coming!"

The shadow servants were like a pack of wolves pouncing, or hunters in the wilderness, their bodies shrouded in a dark aura that blended seamlessly into the night. The vast, dark region at the source of their lurking charge evoked the legends of the underworld, the Yellow Springs, or Hell.

The terrifying howling stopped abruptly the moment the Shadow Servants launched their attack, leaving only the rustling of leaves rubbing against the ground.

However, none of this escaped Emiya's "mind's eye." The rhythmic sounds of magical breathing, the sharp aura of unsheathed swords, passed through the air and entered the dense information world created by his senses. Then, he suddenly caught sight of a swordsman charging at the forefront of the Shadow Servants' army.

"An ancient Ōdachi, a brand new weapon design I've never seen before..."

Nowadays, Emiya can record all the information about swords and weapons instantly with just a glance, so the attacking shadow servants have no idea that they are actually "aiding the enemy".

"Noble Phantasm Liberation——"

The dazzling light pierced the sky, and the sword roared like a dragon!

Emiya held the Taia Sword high, his eyes burning as he scanned the blades wielded by the Shadow Servants, scanning the boundless information contained in these weapon blueprints. Finally, he released the true name of the sword in his hand...

"Using the mountains and rivers of Chu as a blade, and the blood and tears of the princes as a tip - the spirit penetrates the mountains and rivers, and the kingly way is without fault!"

This was a Noble Phantasm once held by the King of Chu, capable of severing an army with a single blow. The sword ripped through the air in the blink of an eye, emitting a mighty and piercing sword energy. That energy, like the roaring of the mountains and the surging of a river, descended upon the group of Shadow Servants with unrivaled might!

Boom——!

The heaven and earth shook, and the sword energy rolled up countless debris on the ground, and long cracks appeared in the blink of an eye, like a frenzy of fighting on the battlefield caused by thousands of weapons and long blades.

The shadow servant at the forefront suffered first. His entire body, covered in black energy, was torn apart by the dense, cutting sword energy. His longsword shattered, his armor shattered, and in an instant he was reduced to pulverized dust. Following closely behind was the next servant who suffered because he was unable to dodge in time...

From the moment Emiya's sword burst into a dazzling light and the words of liberation were recited, Charlotte's eyes widened and her mouth opened involuntarily, as if she had seen something incredible.

Not long ago, she had been gloating over the fact that she had gained Sima Yi's power and could finally test out the Servant's ultimate move—the Noble Phantasm. That power filled her with confidence, as if she were already standing proudly at the pinnacle of the world.

However, when she turned around, she saw that her teammate, Emiya, had actually produced the Noble Phantasm on the spot without any external help, and released it directly!

Charlotte was almost in shock. Wow, you're a living being, unleashing your Noble Phantasm. Are you the Servant or am I?

Because in her impression, Emiya had always been a genius in the field of alchemy, as if he was born to unlock the mysteries of the world. Later, after learning that he had completed the "God-killing Feat", Charlotte realized that this guy was not only a genius in alchemy, but also a master of combat.

She had never understood how these two completely different and unusual behaviors could appear in one person at the same time...

Because alchemy experts are different from elite fighters. Most of them are stay-at-home people, such as her grandfather who lives in the laboratory, and Master Flamel who lives in the attic all year round... Few of them go to the battlefield in person.

Now, she finally understood - it turns out that your alchemy skills are so outrageous that you can "print" out treasures at will, right?

At this thought, Charlotte subconsciously shifted her gaze to Eri. This girl, whom she had yet to get to know well, was watching Emiya wield the gleaming silver sword with sparkling eyes. She held a notebook in her hand, writing rapidly, as if witnessing and recording the true face of the world unfolding before her.

As for the dangerous situation she was currently in, Eiry seemed completely unaware of it and was still immersed in her own world.

Ah, I've had enough of this kind of naiveté——

"Don't just stare blankly, be careful behind you!"

Emiya's warning was like a thunderclap, instantly bringing Charlotte back to reality. She spun around, and the suitcase in her hands flew open, and liquid mercury flew out of the box like a living thing.

“Try this!”

With Charlotte's Servant's power, this alchemical artifact unleashed astonishing performance. Under the magical manipulation, Mercury's strength and agility soared to incredible heights, as if imbued with life.

Pfft!

Like a poisonous assassin, the mercury slithered across the ground at breakneck speed, then suddenly transformed into sharp spikes that pierced through the flesh of an incoming Shadow Servant with a piercing sound. The cold metallic sheen gleamed in the night with deadly grace and precision.

That's more like it! Charlotte's mouth finally curled up slightly, and she secretly felt relieved.

If she finally won the position of Master and unexpectedly enhanced the power of her servants, but became a pitiful bystander in the battle, she might as well find a place to bury herself.

"Can you calculate how many enemies are left?"

Emiya suddenly asked.

"What?" Charlotte didn't react for a moment and frowned slightly.

"I mean, your Mercury AI should have computer functions similar to data collection!" There was a hint of urging in Emiya's tone. He was still staring at the darkness around him with his mind's eyes, guarding against the next wave of attacks.

Charlotte instantly grasped the meaning. She leaned down, her fingers gently touching the liquid mercury that was still constantly transforming and killing enemies, and whispered the spell to activate the measurement function, "—Adjust!"

Instantly, the mercury, which had transformed into a sharp spike, akin to a poor man's version of the "King of Punishment" Noble Phantasm, abandoned its attacking form. It transformed into a thin, slightly luminous layer of mercury molecules, like a stream under moonlight, spreading out into the darkness in all directions, as if to devour the entire space.

Just a few seconds later, Charlotte spoke with a hint of disbelief in her voice, "...The number of individuals just defeated is 32, the number of individuals still able to move and approaching is 87... The number of individuals still watching from a distance is 143, 297, 489... How can there be so many!?"

Her voice gradually became more rapid, almost a whisper. Charlotte was dumbfounded. The number before her seemed endless. Could Shadow Servants be infinite? Moreover, such a large number of abnormal beings should have been completely exposed to the surface society long ago.

Unless... they were trapped in the Nibelungen. But how could the scene in the Nibelungen be completely consistent with reality?

"We can't just fall into the enemy's rhythm."

Emiya was silent for a moment, then made a quick judgment, "We must resolve the root of the distortion before we can achieve liberation!"

He had a guess about this special space - the "mirror space" that appeared in "Magical Girl Illya".

That was a replica of reality formed by the distortion of the earth veins, but in Moyi, the root cause of the distortion of the mirror space was the "class card", and the enemy that appeared was also a blackened servant who was unconsciously crazy... But what appeared here were a bunch of shadow servants who had only martial arts but no skills or treasures.

What on earth is twisting the earth veins?

"How to do it exactly?"

Charlotte subconsciously followed Emiya's instructions, her tone tinged with nervousness and uneasiness. She no longer dared to confidently claim she could rely on her Servants to roam freely. This so-called Holy Grail War was far more dangerous than she had imagined, and it had already given her a serious problem from the start.

Furthermore, the course of events was completely inexplicable. She had originally only intended to come over to meet someone offline and summon a Servant to challenge Emiya's rumored strength, but how had she suddenly been dragged into this bizarre situation? Even more complicated for her was the fact that Emiya had been protecting her the entire time.

"Fight a mobile war!" Emiya's voice was calm and decisive. "I will be responsible for protecting the team during the movement. You use your Mercury Ritual to detect the enemy and find the true twisted existence hidden among the Shadow Servants!"

"Okay!" Charlotte nodded quickly, her eyes scanning the surroundings. The rhythm of mercury brought instant information feedback. "Go north first. That's where the Shadow Servants are coming from. It's very likely the enemy's lair!"

The two of them sprang into action, fighting as they moved. Eri was safely trapped in the middle—the red-haired girl seemed completely oblivious to the danger around her, running happily along with them, as if she were experiencing a fantastical adventure.

Charlotte glanced at Eiry and couldn't help complaining in her heart, is this guy really so careless or does he really not understand the danger?

In her eyes, Eri, as "Ermiya's younger sister", is older than her, but she still maintains a childish nature.

I think this sister has been able to live a safe and stable life since she was a child, and she really has to thank Emiya for his meticulous care. This kindness can never be repaid.

Chapter 176 Black mud is a special feature of the cup battle, you must taste it

The inky black sky, which had previously swallowed the moon, was occasionally pierced by bright purple lightning, momentarily illuminating the eerily dark countryside. The lightning, like the wrath of a god, briefly ripped through the darkness, only to be quickly swallowed by the endless night.

Emiya led the way, heading north with the other two behind him, quickly leaving the grove. A strong wind suddenly picked up, lifting the hair of the girl beside him, as if urging them to quicken their pace.

Charlotte followed closely behind Emiya, the Mercury Ritual constantly shifting its form as she cautiously scanned the surroundings. Eri, on the other hand, remained impassive, as if this escape were just another adventure recorded in her notebook.

The gloomy, wooded landscape rapidly receded, replaced by a mottled, abandoned highway, long in disrepair. Like a giant, aged snake, the road snaked its way toward the distant horizon. At its end lay a pitch-black, silent city, its outline dimly illuminated by the electric lights, like a sleeping beast.

Although Emiya and Eri were unfamiliar with this road, the outline of the city from afar felt strangely familiar to them—it seemed to be Tokyo. However, an endless stream of Shadow Servants was pouring in from that direction, as if the entire city had become their lair.

If that kind of shit fills the city, can it still be called Tokyo?

A chill ran through Emiya's heart. The scene before him was no real Tokyo, but rather a mythical underworld or purgatory, filled with the howling of vengeful spirits and the wails of the dead. A suffocating, oppressive feeling hung in the air, as if even the wind carried the scent of death.

"So that's not Tokyo..." Emiya muttered softly, his eyes solemn, "At least, it's not the Tokyo we're familiar with."

If the earth veins were truly distorted, forming a vast mirrored space, then just how majestic and powerful could the instigator be? Could it be... a "god"?

Eri continued to follow Emiya quietly, her notebook already closed. Her gaze drifted towards the dark city, her relaxed, adventurous mood fading, replaced by a flicker of inexplicably familiar emotion.

Pfft!

The flashes of swords and sabers shattered the howling wind, sending the air swirling and emitting a whistling sound. Along with the sound of the wind, the limbs of the Shadow Servants, severed by the blades, swirled through the air before dissipating into black mist.

"Forging complete! Projection loading!"

Emiya ran, his Taia Sword expended. He then raised the newly projected bronze sword, "Dragon Severing Platform," its blade gleaming with a chilling light. The swift sword energy swept through like a hurricane. This supreme Noble Phantasm, powerful enough to confront Odin, was truly immense, rendering ordinary Shadow Servants vulnerable to it.

"Open the canals and clear the silt, and all rivers will return to their ruins!"

Boom!

The light of the partially released Noble Phantasm shone, and a pale blue torrent of heat gushed out from the tip of the sword, instantly illuminating the desolate surroundings of the abandoned highway.

Those shadow servants who were originally ambushing on both sides of the road had nowhere to hide under Charlotte's mercury reconnaissance. Therefore, what happened next was that they were completely annihilated by the terrifying light streams fired by long-range artillery such as Duanlongtai, like a surging river carrying fine mud and sand and never to return.

The world then returned to a brief moment of tranquility. Only a thin layer of mercury molecules occasionally skimmed the ground, quietly flowing and extending in all directions as the three of them advanced.

The dark city was getting closer.

However, at this moment, Eri seemed to feel a sense of déjà vu - a similar feeling of being watched as the creeping shadow cast its gaze upon her last time.

The vast, boundless, pitch-black city seemed like a bottomless abyss. The wandering ghosts revealed their hollow eye sockets, flickering with faint will-o'-the-wisp flames. They converged into a mighty, infernal eye, pressing down upon her. The occasional, fleeting streaks of lightning in the sky formed the bright purple bloodshot of this terrifying divine eye.

This time, the gaze she felt was far more intense and dangerous than the last time.

Can’t go ahead…

Eri's fingers trembled slightly, and the fear and anxiety in her heart surged like a tide. Finally, she raised her hand and gently pulled the corner of Emiya's clothes, who was rushing in front.

"Eriyi?"

Emiya looked at her suspiciously, concern in his eyes.

"..."