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

Raising the golden holy sword in his hand, endless imaginary energy converged. "Divine Aether," "Magic Power," "Spiritual Power," "Honkai Energy"—although these have different names, in the vast universe, all these "natural energies" existing in the boundless universe can be included in "imaginary energy" without exception. The difference is only that they are mixed with impurities and have different proportions.

"Thirteen constraints, released—!"

The Star Sword projected by Emiya ultimately belongs to Artoria, and naturally bears the constraints imposed by the dozen or so Knights of the Round Table.

However, with the existence of the Ether Editor, Emiya was naturally able to "modify" the projected product again, unleashing the full power of the true Star Sword.

"This sword can actually carry imaginary energy exceeding that of the Doomsday Beast's core. If it could be mass-produced, it might be a decent weapon."

Looking down from within the body of the Doomsday Beast at the man gathering boundless imaginary energy, Iron Tomb, one of the Great Lords of Annihilation, couldn't help but laugh.

"Although there was no chance to destroy some of the puppets in the Black Tower, meeting an interesting nameless guest like you is still a gain in itself."

"Activate self-destruct mode and unleash maximum power."

The command was given to the core of the Doomsday Beast. Although such "elite soldiers" as the Doomsday Beasts are not as easy to produce as ordinary soldiers, as one of the Great Lords of Annihilation, it would only be one or two Doomsday Beasts used as consumables, and no one in the Antimatter Legion would have any objections.

"Dude...you think too highly of me?"

Emiya's heart tightened silently. It was almost certain that the Doomsday Beast was backed by the Lord of Annihilation. Although he himself did not personally board the space station, the Doomsday Beast, which was manually controlled, was obviously much stronger. If the way he dealt with it went wrong, he might really capsize in a ditch.

This is what you call a concept god, March 7th, my friend, I really hope you can bless your good brother on the other side next time.

With such a great general, how can we not suffer a crushing defeat?

"It's time to give the enemy a buff."

Seeing the imaginary energy gathered by the opponent growing larger and larger, Mr. Emiya could no longer stand it. While a beam cannon duel is romantic, if you want to play with self-destruct attacks, then he had no choice but to show the opponent some of Type-Moon's traditional skills.

"[Beast], [Destroyer], [Dark Attribute]..."

The "Ether Editor" copied and pasted from Silver Wolf can naturally add "Debuffs" to enemies. Just like adding weaknesses such as ice weakness or fire weakness in games, Type-Moon has its own traditional Debuff, namely "Special Attack Attribute". As long as you have a targeted special attack ability, the opponent's positive buffs will become a reason to lose gold coins.

Activating the "past records" existing on the Doomsday Beast is all that's needed. It's difficult to directly create something out of nothing, but editing out potential "attributes" is not difficult at all.

"The beam cannon duel mode is brutal. It's enough to only have fun on one side. Remember this in your next life: don't fight on the left side unless your right side is Dyna."

"Excalibur————!".

Chapter 012: What harsh words can you still utter after suffering a setback? (4/4)

A beam of light hit my face.

This is the romance of the Saber class in Type-Moon.

If a Saber-class Servant can't use a Light Cannon, can it still be called a Saber-class Servant?

The interview questionnaires for Saber-class Servants always start by asking about the color of their AoE Noble Phantasm.

How could someone who doesn't even know how to use a single beam attack randomly debut as a Saber-class character?

You agree, right, Ms. Okita?

Looking at the Doomsday Beast completely submerged in the golden torrent, Mr. Emiya's face showed a hearty smile. In the previous battles, he would just throw out projection Noble Phantasms like Gold Pikachu, or try to cut the opponent's elbows with his black and white swords. He wouldn't dare to use skills like the Light Cannon in a low-mana environment before.

but,

In this universe, imaginary energy is so abundant that it is almost inexhaustible. With just a small amount of minor source magic, one can easily manipulate this vast amount of imaginary energy. If Artoria herself were to come to this world, she could probably wield two Excaliburs and unleash a mindless barrage of light cannons.

The Type-Moon region may not seem to have slipped out of the Earth's surface and entered the outer universe, and the people there sometimes only fight with physical skills and weapons. However, in reality, many monsters are just constrained by the "low magic" environment. Not to mention monsters like Aoko who have mastered the Fifth Magic, even magicians like Wodim and Kenneth, who are known as child prodigies, can unleash their infinite potential in this environment.

"A sword designed to specialize in attacks targeting specific attributes... I'm becoming increasingly curious about how that sword was made."

As the golden torrent receded, the Doomsday Beast, which had stood upright on the ground, was now reduced to its shattered lower half. The core, which had once radiated an extremely high level of energy, was now showing cracks spreading across its surface. Despite being on the verge of destruction, the core did not seem to have severed its connection with the mastermind.

"The last ability used against the Doomsday Beast was likely 'Ether Editing.'"

"That strange imaginary energy also bears some 'mysterious' traces."

"And then there's this energy weapon made with unknown technology..."

"That female pilot seems to be quite adept at finding such remarkable 'materials' like you in the vast sea of ​​stars."

One of the Annihilation Lords sighed in this way, paused slightly, and then spoke again.

"I hope to see you all at my 'experimental table' in the near future. I look forward to our next..."

Before he could finish speaking, the rest was abruptly interrupted by a series of jarring noises. Mr. Emiya raised an eyebrow slightly, then a mocking smile slowly spread across his face.

"It's just a piece of scrap metal, why bother with all that scholarly nonsense and anthropomorphism?"

"However, thanks to you, I've gained quite a few interesting things."

Besides the "Ether Editing" technology, what was copied from Silver Wolf also included the "Interstellar Hacker" technology. While using Ether Editing to activate various attributes for Doomsday Beast, Emiya also sent some things into its core. Meanwhile, the Lord of Annihilation, seemingly used to being superior, did not immediately sever his connection with Doomsday Beast, but instead kept rambling on and on about how ruthless it was.

Thinking of Huanlong, who later suffered a setback on the immortal ship but still stubbornly uttered harsh words, Mr. Emiya's smile grew even more delighted.

"The Iron Tomb of the Annihilation Monarch... As far as I know, you are known for your technological silence and intellectual decay. How come you yourself have fallen silent now?"

"Version 175 of the 'War Forge' blueprints, and version 65 of the 'Antimatter Engine' blueprints? Interesting. I'm wondering whether to sell them to the Interstellar Peace Corporation for auction, or lend them to the Genius Club for research?"

"Or, posting this clip of your fight with me on the Masked Tavern wouldn't be bad either; it might just make 'Joy' burst into laughter."

"Won't the Annihilation Gang feel that you've insulted 'Destruction' after seeing this video? The outspoken Grand Duke of Darkfire might very well make some rather strong remarks."

After listening to what Emiya said, Iron Tomb did not respond further. A-Xing and March Seven were not very familiar with the forces in the universe, but the expressions of the staff of the space station's defense department, who had kept a slight distance, were quite interesting.

The fact that there was a doomsday beast hiding inside the space station was exciting enough, but what was unexpected was that there was also an Annihilation Lord controlling it behind the scenes. The reinforcements that Estella invited not only did not fall into a disadvantageous position when facing the Annihilation Lord, but even turned the tables and made the Annihilation Lord suffer a considerable loss. Especially after the other party was obviously defeated and silent, they even added fuel to the fire with provocations...

That person over there is a Great Lord of Annihilation, an envoy of destruction. He must have experience destroying thousands of planets and slaughtered countless lives.

Under the starry sky, ranked first among all the star gods, this is such a fierce person that ordinary people would turn pale with fright just by hearing his name. This tough guy not only slapped the other person's face, but also wanted to step on the other person's face and continue jumping.

"Emperor, that's Lord Jue Mie over there. Shouldn't you tone it down a bit?"

Little March nudged Emiya's waist and muttered something under her breath.

"What if he comes charging straight at us now? Wouldn't we be doomed?"

"It has already cut off contact with this side, and even if it comes to kill us, we won't be completely wiped out."

Wei Gong stroked his chin and said with a smile, "Although the Annihilation Lord is very strong, it depends on the person. If it were the Burning Wind Lord, we would need to be careful. This Iron Tomb Lord is an expert in the field of technology. Even if he really comes to kill us, if Old Yang and I join forces, this guy can't do anything to us."

"The enemies of 'Destruction' are scattered throughout the universe. If they were to send multiple Grand Sovereigns to attack this Black Tower space station, the envoys of the Genius Club would not stand idly by."

"On the contrary, they need to be careful. If one or two of them fall like Zhu Luo did back then, they will become a laughing stock in the entire universe."

"by that time……"

"Will we be safe by then?"

March 7th's eyes lit up. Mr. Emiya patted her head and said softly.

"I mean, by then we won't have to struggle anymore. When the Star God of Destruction's eye falls, we can start over together."

"Please, please don't let that bad guy come over! There are so many things I haven't experienced yet, I don't want to die like this without even knowing why!"

"Is it possible that if you keep making this assumption, Xiao Sanyue, the other side might actually charge over?"

"I've already said, I'm not a jinx!"

"I don't believe you unless you say right now that Shirou Emiya will never get a winning ticket, only a gold one, or a hidden grand prize in the lottery."

Chapter 013: We need a more sophisticated term than printing money to describe it.

The defeat of the Doomsday Beast is complete.

They also managed to repel the Great Lord of Annihilation.

When this matter was reported to Estádio, the young lady broke out in a cold sweat. Although she had an emergency plan to notify the Black Tower, if the Lord of Annihilation suddenly made a move, she might not even have time to use the emergency plan.

In particular, the one who appeared inside the space station was an expert in "technology," and the Iron Tomb Lord, known as the "Silent One" by countless survivors of extinct planets under the vast and boundless starry sky.

Many planets perished because of their overconfidence in their own technological defenses, but this Iron Tomb Lord possesses the ability to easily paralyze or even betray AI technology, and to completely strip mechanical creations of their operational logic.

"There's actually a hidden Great Ruler of Annihilation."

Himeko was also somewhat surprised when she heard the news. "Although you are only living in seclusion behind the scenes, Emiya, you were able to defeat that lord. Your strength is indeed extraordinary. It seems that we have gained another capable assistant on our train."

Is it possible that we actually have quite a few capable people on our train?

A former Herald of Reason, a former Dragon Lord, a Little Three Moon whose identity is unknown but whose score cannot be determined by the Score Gun, plus the Pioneer Ah Xing who can easily change jobs as long as he has the key item.

Although they can't be considered at the level of Commanders, once Ah Xing has grown up for a while, those Commanders really won't be able to easily take down anyone on the train.

If these people take advantage of Xiao Sanyue, she might get stabbed through and awaken, leading to many speculations like "Memory" Envoy or "Pure Beauty" Star God when he was playing the game.

"A message came from Estella that she will report the matter of the Annihilation Lord to the Black Tower. In addition to the 1 billion credits that you were originally given as a reward, she will try to get some more credits as a reward for you from the Black Tower."

"Rich women are indeed generous."

Emiya nodded in satisfaction. Although Estella was young, she was able to hold a high position and was quite adept at navigating social situations.

Although the values ​​are a bit outrageous, that's only because the family of origin was too high.

"A billion?!"

Xiao Sanyue, who was originally sitting to the side eating melon, suddenly widened her eyes when she heard the number that Himeko mentioned.

"Himeko-nee, you just said that Emiya's commission is worth 1 billion credits?"

"This number is indeed not small, but it is nothing to Está."

As a navigator, Himeko was naturally worldly-wise. A mere billion credits wouldn't frighten her. If she wanted credits, the project to restore the star track alone would be enough to make her a fortune, and even the Interstellar Peace Corporation would have to defer to her.

“Estella’s parents are both high-ranking executives at the Interstellar Peace Corporation. For the company’s executives, credit points are just ordinary numbers.”

After all, they really do print money over there.

With the existence of the Splitting Gold Coin, a cosmic marvel, precious metals are like culturable mycelium on their planet, capable of infinitely splitting. Completely destroying a planet where precious metals serve as currency would be a piece of cake.

For the Interstellar Peace Corporation, making money is indeed not the primary goal. Credits are something they can issue as many as they want. Their business activities throughout the universe are merely to better serve Cripper, the Amber King.

"A billion, that's wonderful! If I had a billion, I would..."

Miss March 7th was lost in her fantasies, but since she had been living on the train since the thawing, influenced by those around her, she didn't have any imagination about luxury goods or a life of extravagance. In the end, she could only think about being able to eat lots of delicious food.

"Ah Xing, once I have money, I'll definitely take you to eat your way through the entire universe!"

The pink-haired girl made a bold statement, declaring it to the gray-haired girl beside her. But the gray-haired girl blinked, remained silent for a moment, and then suddenly pointed at Emiya and said...

"He...is a very good cook."

"Ok?"

"The first thing that came to mind when I saw Shirou was all kinds of delicious food. Although I have no memory of it, I am sure that Shirou is a good cook."

"Yeah?!"

March 7's eyes lit up. The train conductor was in charge of most of the meals on the train, but the conductor's meals were often made by machines, and there were even many pre-made dishes and casual meals purchased from other planets. The taste was only so-so. It was okay at first, but the monotonous taste would get boring after a few times.

Although Walter and Himeko occasionally cook, these two reliable adults don't seem to value their appetites too much, so their culinary skills are only so-so.

"Mr. Emiya, please let me witness your superb culinary skills!"

"In March, Mr. Emiya, I'm actually very tolerant of my friends. As long as that friend says just once, 'Shirou Emiya will never win the grand prize in a lottery,' I'll be perfectly content to go into the kitchen."

"...This is a denial of my personality, Emiya."

Meeting Emiya's expectant gaze, March 7th's expression was resolute, as if she were a member of the D. Her voice was calm, her eyes focused, and she spoke earnestly.

"I will never cater to you for the sake of some gluttonous desires!"

Upon hearing this, Ah Xing looked March 7 up and down in surprise, as if she were getting to know her friend all over again. But the next second, the girl, who had just been so resolute as a veteran heading to battle, suddenly changed her tone.

"However, as a friend, I really cannot refuse your request."

"Shirou Emiya will never win a big prize in a lottery."

With a chanting speed comparable to high-speed divine incantations, March Seven quickly conveyed what Emiya wanted to hear.

"good."

Mr. Emiya smiled with satisfaction, and A-Xing also showed a relieved expression. Dan Heng had been observing this farce for a long time and finally heard March Seven's speech, revealing a look of being both amused and exasperated.

"With the 'poisonous milk' buff, let's test it out on the spot."

He rubbed his hands together, quickly opened the lottery interface, and then the random card pool page from the space station's cleaning commission popped up. Without hesitation, he clicked on a single draw. A few seconds later, when a deep crimson light, even more dazzling than colored light, covered his vision, Mr. Emiya couldn't help but gape.

"March 7th! You are my god!"