Xingyue, is Xiaokai also considered Kai?

These ghostly women of the underworld came because of you, didn't they? Eri, you really are Izanami's daughter.

However, this minor matter can be put aside for now, because there is something really important right now. Taira no Masakado's concerns are justified. Although it is very subtle, as the Kanda Festival began, Novia could sense the aura emanating from beneath Tokyo Tower. Once it manifested, even Mote, who had been planning for many years, would be no match for it... and Tiamat would be about the same. If the Mystic Bodhisattva who protects Taira no Masakado could appear in his true form, perhaps he could hold them off for a while.

"If those guys from the Atlas Institute have any ideas, they'll all be a real problem."

Therefore, Novia could only sigh so dramatically.

……

"It's only natural that Ashiya Dōman failed. If he were a true saint, how could a useless person like him have stopped him? ... But as for India, it seems my prediction was correct."

"Heh, heh, you really are loyal. But what should we do now? If the Kanda Festival succeeds, that brat's mind will be perfected. Although the result is the same, if the process goes wrong, you'll be the first to die."

"You're asking that question, imposter?"

Dee's tone seemed to have changed.

Is that strange?

"Yes, it's strange. You should be an alchemist through and through. Yet, as one of the founders of alchemy, you seem to genuinely not even know what alchemy is."

Dee chuckled.

"Since the planet is no different from destruction, we should let the Lord recreate all living beings. All things on earth are mortal, including those beings whose physical state is alive and who pass away from life with the same physical state."

Moreover, the future I have simulated cannot be wrong. Sooner or later, Utsumi Erise will come to me and tell me her true name when she awakens, the highest miracle of our alchemy, and the miracle of salvation brought about by the reappearance of God.

She was shaped from the heart of the Eternal One, and created from the continuation of Novia, who added brilliance to the world together. In other words, so that such a thing could prove itself worthy of her two beginnings while praising and worshiping the creatures of heaven and caring for and assisting Saint Novia in ruling the creatures of earth.

She will reshape the planet, causing sweet waters to flow from the oceans to habitable and uninhabitable places, as a mysterious nourishment and facilitator of creation.

"Could it be that your Servants are not only..."

Instantly, the imposter trembled all over.

It wasn't anything that was meant to be oppressive from others, but just hearing it made her react this way.

Since the end of the mythological age, mystery has been steadily losing its place every second. The great fragments that barely remain are slowly and drastically thinning, and in the past two thousand years, magicians, alchemists, and members of the church have only gained nothing.

At least, many people in the magic world think so, and that's beyond doubt.

"There's nothing strange about that, is there? The Holy Grail Summoning, which originated in the modern era, allows each person to summon a completely different Servant. You are indeed one of my Servants. Chitose Manazuru's Servant is Lucius the Holy Lance, and Novia's Servant, who also came from the Atlas Institute, is Tiamat. I spent five hundred years building a miracle, and then spent decades cutting into my own soul. Reaching infinity is still too difficult."

Dee laughed again, then suddenly turned to the image of Elijah in front of her.

"I have a strong affinity with dragons, or maybe snakes? But it's all the same, because no matter what—"

The statue of Elijah stood deep within the alchemist's heart, literally deep, because he had already 'alchemized' it away.

If someone could see through things, they would see that the alchemist's entire body was gold, not just the brain, but also the bones and nerves, all of which were unusually golden.

“O things in the ordered universe, I command you all to hear this sacred hymn.”

His posture was like that of a saint who had been praying in a closed church for hundreds of years.

The voice is like that of a fanatical believer who has experienced many misfortunes and now feels compassion for the world.

"Open up, earth."

“Let the world, still filled with evil, open itself to me; wheat, do not be shaken. I will sing hymns to the Creator, to the universe, to the One.”

"Open up, heavens, be still, wind, let the immortal heroes hear my words."

"The dead will not rise from the dead, lost items will not return, and even the most amazing miracles only work for the living."

"From the cliff top where no wind has opened, Kurjik will descend."

“O anti-God, your name is enemy. Your root is light, your words were once the absolute light that illuminated the world. Based on the bloodline of the unspeakable, you once said when the world would be destroyed and rebuilt? Just like now.”

In that instant, in the heart of Tokyo, the sky above the distorted Tokyo Tower became very dark.

It wasn't just a simple matter of light brightness; to human perception, it was as if something dark was rising.

So vast, so heavy, yet so fragile, it seemed like a fantastical existence that vanished in the morning.

“I will sing this hymn to the Creator of all things, the One who holds the earth firm, the One who hangs high in the heavens, the One who commands the flame to shine upon the gods and mankind, and to serve them.”

"Above all the heavens and all things, above the stars and celestial bodies, the creator of all things."

“I will ask you whether it is the Son, then the world will inevitably be rebuilt, or if it is not the Son, then it should be a complete offering of the Lord’s spirit.”

"Thus prove the miracles of the Lord."

And so, deep within the Root Country, which overwrites the underworld of Tokyo, the wicked and filthy ruler, Sumirei Tensuke, stirred—

No, it wasn't the motionless Suminagami that moved, but rather the Land of Roots itself. Something beneath the Land of Roots was constantly pushing upwards, the tremors growing increasingly intense, amounting to a massive earthquake. If Tokyo hadn't been destroyed, the buildings within it would have collapsed under such circumstances.

The scene was truly beyond imagination; within the enormous vortex, a beam of light the size of a human emerged.

Then, with the vibration, the dripping magic power from Su Mingzhan Zun mercilessly stained the fingers of the sword he held, the Ame-no-Murakumo sword.

Yes, Sumeru Zenshin is dead, perhaps just now, or perhaps during the Holy Grail War in 2011.

In any case, this is enough to show that the god who participated in the Holy Grail War in the present world was defeated. Therefore, in a sense, it is more incomprehensible than accepting the defeat and death of Sumeru Zenshin. Who was able to kill him in Japan? How mysterious that is.

The answer is obvious.

It was a blond man who seemed to have stepped out of a dream, slowly opening his eyes.

If Eri had seen it in time, she would have been impressed by this man who could shake the Land of Roots simply by opening his eyes.

It was a thin man, humanoid in form, standing in the rain, conspicuous on the dark snow-capped mountain peak, with a cross on his right arm.

“Prove the Lord? There is no need for that, for when the world is destroyed and rises again, when the earth is under my horses’ hooves, when people no longer bow down, my day will come. So, Yahweh! I will once again fight you to the death!”

It was barking.

roared.

"This time, you can either kill me or take my soul!"

A man shouldn't say such things; such words are more like those of a son.

However, regardless of the circumstances, he is perhaps the most violent, powerful, and terrifying hero within the Christian system—

It was a small country that survived in the cracks of society. For more than a thousand years, it had been partitioned, invaded, annexed and ravaged by foreign powers. As a result, generation after generation, they resisted foreign enemies and survived tenaciously on the land with its rugged terrain and rolling mountains, forging themselves into a heroic nation.

In the era in which Novia existed, it was the second 'Christian country' after Rome. After Muhammad completed Islam in the name of God's revelation, it and its people, under the brutal rule of the Arab Caliphs, still adhered to Christianity—Armenia.

In that land, there once lived a great hero.

In the epic, the hero's grandfather, Sanasar, is the son of the sea, born from the union of the native sea goddess Thovina Hatu and the supreme deity of Christianity.

The sword he wields is the Sea God Sword, obtained from the depths of the ocean following the guidance of the Virgin Mary. A single strike from it can cleave the entire earth in two, a power that only the Christian God can stop.

The sacred beast he rides, Kurjik Jalali, the guardian beast of Armenia, can travel to the sun simply by speeding.

Its right arm has an automatically unfolding "war" frame that leads it to victory.

Just as David defeated the giant Goliath, the hero triumphed over the tyrant Khorne.

In the epic, after the restoration of the Roman Empire under Pope Sassoon, a coalition of nations including Augustus, the King of Persia, the Emperor of China, the Black Tsar, the Ohan and Tohan, Tsar Alepsky, and King Landbard set off on a campaign. The epic states, "As many stars as there are in the sky, there are as many tents for this army."

From any perspective, there is no need to record this event, because the battle was overwhelmingly one-sided.

however.

The hero alone killed the Persian king and his countless soldiers, a killing that could bring about the collapse of the heavens.

The allied forces crumbled under the force of individual violence; the kings of the various nations were killed in single combat; the evil of aggression was extinguished before it even began. Finally, they stormed into Rome, killing the unjust Pope and all the dignitaries, handing the city over to the Roman people, and declared:

"As long as you are alive, you should not know about war! If you encounter any difficulties, send me a letter, and I will definitely come!"

The battle between him and his son, Gomuel, ended only with the help of the archangel Gabriel. After many trials, Gomuel, in order to defy fate, chose to fight Jehovah to the death. Jehovah sent seven angels on horseback to fight him.

In the end, the seven angels were pierced by Gamul, but Jehovah did not take their souls.

Instead, they would return Gomul to the earth, to be immortal, until the end of the world.

However, the earth at that time could not bear the weight of Gemur and Kurjik, so Gemur chose to merge with the cliff.

The Armenians say that the cliff only separates twice a year, once on the Feast of the Ascension of Jesus and once on the Feast of the Holy Count of Monte Cristo.

That was an epic poem that was created in the 8th or 9th century AD.

The source of the Nartes epic, a large-scale ancient epic of the people of the Caucasus region.

The greatest hero of the Armenian region, the great hero recounted throughout the Caucasus, the soul of Armenia—

David of the Sassoon.

Chapter 526 Battle!

Golden light emanating from beneath the flattened Tokyo Tower tore through the dark night sky created by the sea, announcing the arrival of 'dawn'.

"What was bound to happen has finally happened..."

Wearing a black hat and a brown overcoat, Taira no Masakado, with his sunken light gray eyes, stared at the strange sight at his feet.

Suddenly, a metallic sound, like the ringing of bells, rang out around the large box he was carrying. Hearing the sound, Ping reached into the box with the doorknob, took out an unremarkable katana, and placed it at his waist. Then, in a tone full of authority and pressure, he said, "Report."

"Yes! The East Gate is destroyed."

"Simon is destroyed."

"The South Gate is destroyed."

"The north gate was looted."

"It's not your fault, you did your best."

"As ordered!"

Taira no Masakado, as the guardian deity of Tokyo, had four Heavenly Kings under his command who guarded the four directions. However, in just a moment, all his defenses were destroyed. Moreover, in Tokyo, he could hardly imagine who could kill Sumeru-no-Mikoto, who wielded the Ame-no-Kurakumo-no-Tsurugi, without anyone knowing.

If any suspicious person approaches, execute them without hesitation. In case of emergency, your own body is the best human shield.

Taira no Masakado held such a swift and firm determination in order to ensure that his Master could successfully hold the Kanda Festival and walk through Yomotsu Hirasaka.

"Recite the mantra five times, then tie a seven-colored knot around the painful area."

At the moment Taira no Masakado's Buddhist words fell, if one looked up at the sky above Tokyo Tower, what appeared to be a hazy, enormous phantom image: the Bodhisattva Myōken, holding a sword in his right hand and standing on a tortoise and a snake, with a lotus flower faintly visible beneath.

The new emperor of Bando, who is the most outstanding among all the stars, the most immortal among the immortals, and the great general of the Bodhisattvas, Myoken, is protected.

However, a heavy silence enveloped the scene for Taira no Masakado, who was about to take action.

It felt as if this area was separated from the outside world in a vacuum. Even the strange sounds coming from afar seemed to come from other worlds, lacking the sense of reality that humans or heroic spirits could feel. This made him glance at the phantom of Myoken Bodhisattva.

For some reason, Taira no Masakado felt a little confused about the bodhisattva Myoken, who had not changed at all.

It's like transforming into a 'familiar stranger'.

However, his martial instincts overcame his confusion, and Taira no Masakado instantly plunged his katana into the Tokyo Tower.

“Ju Di Di Tu Su Zha”.

The enormous phantom of Myoken Bodhisattva also moved, seemingly slowly but striking down at a speed exceeding the speed of light towards the already 'distorted' Tokyo Tower.

"I can come into this world as soon as I get up, and the earth cannot hold me back."

David of Sasson's loud and majestic voice resounded throughout the entire underworld of Tokyo. He clasped his hands with great power, and the absolute light beside him seemed to pierce through the earth's crust, approaching Taira no Masakado, who was trying to use the Tokyo Tower as a means of suppressing and sealing him off for the time being.

Initially, it was transparent 'light'.

It belongs to the type that cannot be seen in form, but can only be perceived as existing there, just like gravity and magnetism are invisible to the naked eye.

However, an unparalleled, magnificent power filled the gap along the flow of that 'light'.

Confronting this ray of light is Myoken, a bodhisattva whose image appears in many myths... Although it is an illusion, and although it is somewhat subtle, its essence is there.

However, since it is not the true form of the Bodhisattva Myōken, it is absolutely impossible for him to be a match for it.

This power is a partial manifestation of the mighty strike that Armenia’s greatest hero of the past could deliver, piercing the heavens and the earth, because he did not use the holy sword he obtained from the Virgin Mary. The epic says that if Jehovah had not intervened to stop this full-blown strike, the world would have been destroyed.

But just that alone caused the sea that was about to submerge Tokyo to surge with terrifying waves.

If it weren't for the remaining urban support that isolated Tokyo, the devastating tsunami would likely have struck Tokyo and even the entire Mosaic City of Japan.

"This is really..."

The moment Bando Shin-ou whispered, light transformed into an overwhelming fist, already within arm's reach.

*Pfft*

A dull thud pierced the soul core, an impact coursed through the body.