Xingtie: Can’t you just let me focus on completing the commissions?

As gravity compresses the air in the area, producing a dull thud, and the terrifying pressure relentlessly ravages the narrow and cramped corridor, countless crisp sword cries suddenly resound across the battlefield.

"My heart is as turbulent as iron, yet as pure as crystal—"

The world before him gradually crumbled along with the incomprehensible chanting. Walter frowned and was about to retreat when he realized that the world behind him was also beginning to crumble, and the shapeless blades began to block his retreat in a chaotic manner.

"Space... has been displaced? No, this is... similar to constructing a world bubble?!"

"More than a thousand swords have been handcrafted—"

"Undefeated across countless battlefields—"

"Without knowing the beginning, nor the end..."

The narrow, cramped space station corridor vanished completely, replaced by a desolate snowfield and countless blades gradually appearing on it. Then, the next moment, accompanied by the sound of metal being struck heavily echoing across the snowfield, the still somewhat blurry world solidified completely, constructing a real "new world" before Walter's eyes.

"Therefore, this body is formed from 'Unlimited Blade Works'!"

As the chanting faded completely, Walter slightly raised his head and looked towards the young man standing amidst a sea of ​​swords and blades atop the snow-covered hill. The young man stood atop the lonely snow-covered hill, holding two swords, one black and one white, pointing them in Walter's direction. A faint smile played on his lips, and as if sensing Walter's gaze, he suddenly burst into loud laughter.

"Herrscher of Reason, do you have enough weapons in reserve?!"

Chapter 003: Friend or foe, the choice is yours! (3/4)

The world of swords

As far as the eye can see, there is a world filled with countless blades and swords.

They were left lying haphazardly on the ground, piled up like scraps in a garbage dump.

but,

Even swords that were treated so casually were not just inferior scrap metal.

Welt's gaze swept over the millions of swords. As the former Herrscher of Reason, although he had lost his Herrscher core, he still retained some of his past identification abilities.

Every sword here is not something an ordinary person is qualified to wield. If this were in the Middle Ages, all the swords here would have the potential to become famous blades. And in the Destiny's weaponry ranking system, there are at least several hundred swords here that could reach the level of the Throne of Gods.

These swords, at this moment, were just like ordinary knives and swords, carelessly discarded on the sword mound of this snowfield. Walter couldn't even imagine how terrifying an armed force could be organized by the countless swords scattered across the snowfield.

"Weapon stockpiles?"

Hearing this blatant declaration of war, Old Yang burst into laughter, a long-absent gleam of excitement reappearing in his eyes.

"I can't pretend I didn't hear that."

Although he used "Star of Eden" as a means of dealing with enemies for a long time, in reality, as the former Herrscher of Reason, Welt Yang's strength was not just about manipulating gravity like some inferior replicas. His true power, from beginning to end, was "understanding" and "creation".

"Then let's have some fun."

Upon hearing Walter's response, the youth atop Sword Hill let out a hearty laugh, then hurtled forward like a raging whirlwind. Following him, hundreds upon hundreds of swords rose from the ground, protecting him.

"As you wish! Titan Legion—! Construct—!"

With the burst of imaginary energy, hundreds of mechs, each tens of meters tall, appeared and descended without warning behind this former Herrscher of Reason. They were all products of the highest crystallization of Anti-Entropy technology, and each Titan robot had destructive power comparable to a Temple-level Honkai Beast.

"Charge—!"

As the command was given, the chilling engine started up almost simultaneously and completed its initial operation at top speed. The combat AI, already programmed into the system, immediately locked onto the approaching enemy.

"Target destroyed! Confirmed!"

"BeamWeapon, lock on!"

"HomingBeam, launch—!"

Beam weapons appeared to be the primary weaponry of these Titan legions. Emiya glanced at the incoming beams and quickly began constructing a defensive Noble Phantasm.

"Seven Rings of Blazing Sky Covering the Heavens—!"

The illusory lotus shield unfolded layer upon layer in an instant, like a moving city wall, blocking the beam weapons while allowing Emiya to continue his powerful attack towards Welt's location without any obstruction.

As weapons, swords are not most advantageous when simply regarded as projectiles.

Instead, it poses a threat to people at close range.

Seven paces away, the gun is fast.

Within seven steps, the gun is both accurate and fast.

but……

What if it's less than three steps away?

The answer is...

"The crane's wings are about to fall!"

When Emiya was only ten steps away from Welt, he suddenly threw out Gan Jiang and Mo Xie, locking onto Welt in the Titan Legion. Seeing the black and white blades flying towards him, Welt just smiled, moved two or three steps to the side, and concealed himself behind the Titans.

But as he moved, the swords that had been hovering around Emiya and in the sky suddenly shot out, hundreds and thousands of streaks of light crashing down from mid-air like speeding comets.

If they were just ordinary swords, they would at most have an effect like a barrage of arrows. But what is gathered here are not ordinary swords. Among them are many legendary swords and holy swords that have left their mark on history. Even though they are far from their homeland and have lost the added bonus of legend, the quality of these holy swords and demonic swords is extraordinary. They are even products forged with techniques related to mythology.

Spiral sword.

Redfield hound.

Gram.

Hegny.

These weapons, which originally only existed in those past myths and epics, were all replicated by Emiya, who sat atop the Throne of Heroes. When he communicated with the man on the Throne of Heroes, he possessed 'everything' of the Alaya Guardian named "Emiya Shirou," even transcending the constraints of the concept of time and space. Along with the "Nameless," "Senji Muramasa," and "Alter" versions of Emiya Shirou, he was also replicated.

The swords and blades falling from the sky were like meteorites, relentlessly bombarding the Titan legion where Walter was hiding. Conventional thermal and kinetic energy could not cause much damage to the Titan mechs.

Under the bombardment of these demonic and holy swords, they had almost no ability to resist. Just like cutting paper with scissors, in a single exchange, dozens of Titan mechs were turned into wrecked remains with no function left.

"...a rather peculiar imaginary energy."

Welt, who had retreated to a safe area, stared at the "strange energy" covering the "swords". Although it was undoubtedly "imaginary internal energy", its constituent elements were not only "imaginary energy". If he had to say, it was somewhat similar to the "Honkai energy" of his hometown, mixed with other things. Although it was slightly inferior in purity, it also had other characteristics.

"Is this a new energy source that will replace Honkai energy?"

Does it make objects more adaptable?

Raising his hand, Walter manipulated the Star of Eden to deflect all the black and white twin blades that attacked him. He leaped atop a Titan mech, looked once more at the man who had annihilated nearly half of his Titan army in just a few breaths, and then slowly spoke.

"While this arms race is somewhat interesting, I don't have much time to play with you right now, so... we need to settle this."

"I don't think it's that easy to tell them apart, Mr. Walter who likes Yang's sit-ups."

Facing the leader of the Anti-Entropy Alliance, who seemed poised to fight with all his might, Shirou chuckled and spoke.

"You're too eccentric. You even managed to survive in that godforsaken place, the Sea of ​​Quanta, after losing your Herrscher core. I don't want to really become too hostile to you."

"Your Eden Star Zero Rated Power Release can create a pseudo-black hole. To be honest, I can't withstand an attack like a black hole. However... if we slightly modify the settings within this Reality Marble of mine to make imaginary energy inert, we can sit down and have a peaceful chat."

"Now let me borrow a phrase from an old acquaintance you once met..."

"Friend or foe, the choice is yours!"

Chapter 004: You absolutely must join our team. (4/4)

"...Was this your goal from the beginning?"

In the space filled with inert imaginary energy, Mr. Welt sat down somewhat helplessly, obediently waiting with Emiya in this snowfield for the time limit for the "world bubble" to collapse.

To be honest, he didn't expect this guy to choose such a shameless tactic.

When he first shifted the main battlefield to the inside of this strange "world bubble", he didn't notice anything. Although the efficiency of his imaginary energy utilization decreased, it didn't significantly affect his combat ability.

after all……

At that time, he had a considerable amount of imaginary energy at his disposal. It wasn't until he was provoked and created the Titan Legion in one go that Walter belatedly realized he had been tricked.

The ultimate skill was used, the mana bar was empty, and this person even restricted the way mana regeneration occurs.

What should I do?

Walter glanced at the cane in his hand, then at the famous swords and blades scattered across the battlefield, and decided to abandon the idea of ​​revealing his hidden martial arts skills to his opponent.

I'm too old to fight with young people, am I?

"Now can you tell me what you're going to do to that child?"

Walter stared at Emiya and asked,

"Now that you've achieved your goal, can you answer my question?"

"Sure, but to answer your question, that's a different price, Mr. Yang. Actually, I'm quite interested in the profession of 'Nameless Guest'."

"I will introduce you to Himeko afterward."

"Good brother, I was not wrong about you."

Listening to the other person's incoherent way of addressing him, Walter slapped his forehead in exasperation, but he gleaned a useful piece of information from the other person's words.

One of his goals was to join the Star Train...

They shouldn't encounter too much danger on March 7th.

"The reason for holding you back is to give a doomsday beast ample time to get to know the other members of the train crew."

“That kid Ah Xing and I are members of the same organization, the Star Core Hunters… I’m sure Mr. Walter is familiar with us.”

Although there are countless intelligent planets in the universe, and countless organizations and groups have emerged, in terms of fame, those organizations that have made a name for themselves in this small corner of the universe are basically all closely related to beings like "Star Gods".

For example, there's the Immortal Boat and "Lan", the Abundant People and "Pharmacist", the Genius Club and "Erudite Master", and the Interstellar Peace Company and "Clipper".

Whether directly or indirectly affiliated, any group that has even the slightest connection with the Star God is qualified to raise its banner high in the universe.

The same applies to the nameless passengers on the Star Train. Even though the "Pioneer Star God" has disappeared or even perished, the entire universe has never forgotten His great achievements. When the nameless passengers appear on the "planet" connected by the cosmic orbit, they are treated as honored guests in most cases.

of course,

We need to exclude some remote planets that do not have internet access in their villages.

As for the Star Core Hunters, many people know that there are traces of the "Last King" behind them. In addition, many of their members are "interstellar wanted criminals" with their names on the Interstellar Peace Corporation's bounty list. Although they cannot be compared with the infamous Annihilation Gang, they are still one of the most notorious organizations.

"A slave to fate, Eriol's script, is that it?"

Having heard a little about the operating logic of the Star Core Hunters organization, Walter slowly narrowed his eyes.

Why did he arrange the script so that you and Xing would join the Star Train?

"How could someone like me, a nobody, possibly presume to know what the director is thinking?"

Emiya smiled and waved his hand. There were some things he couldn't say too openly. After holding off old man Welt, it was practically a done deal that Hoshino, March 7, and Danheng would join the Star Train after passing the test of the Doomsday Beasts. At that time, old man Welt probably wouldn't forcefully vote against it.

"That child's memory has been wiped clean. Although she still retains some impressions of us, she is basically a blank sheet of paper. What kind of picture and color will eventually be captured on that blank sheet of paper depends on the members of your train crew and everything she will experience in the future."

“And I, Mr. Walter, possess an ability that neither you, Himeko, nor even Pam can refuse.”

"What ability?"

"The ability to power the train, the ability to give you the chance to return to your hometown—what do you think that ability is, Mr. Walter?"

Upon hearing this, Old Deng was taken aback. After a moment of silence, he suddenly grabbed Emiya's hands and spoke enthusiastically.

"You absolutely must join our team."

"Emiya, the name itself suggests a born nobody."

"...You can call me by my nickname, Redp."

"Wonderful, absolutely wonderful! It exudes a pioneering spirit. You are a natural talent for pioneering."

“Goodness! I have wandered for half my life, only regretting that I have not encountered the Ming Organization. If you will not abandon me, I am willing to become your disciple…”

"Alright, alright, that's enough of your antics. Your background seems a bit too complicated."

"The key is that you, old Deng, understand it all! Ribbit! Is this the skill of fifty years of surfing? Truly powerful, truly powerful!"

As the two bantered, the duration of the Reality Marble reached its limit. After all, very little "magic power" was left for the Reality Marble to operate. Perhaps because there was a real connection between the two worlds, when he arrived in this universe, although he did not immediately embark on his destiny, he was still able to barely control the imaginary energy that permeated every inch of space.

Because that so-called imaginary energy seems to be the Great Source Magic Power (Divine Age Ether).

By using a small amount of "small source magic (Odor)" to leverage the almost inexhaustible "large source magic (Mana)," Mr. Emiya, who was originally just a small karami in this universe, instantly gained the ability to compete with some powerful figures.

"It seems your script is finished."