Xingyue, is Xiaokai also considered Kai?

Finally, at her parents' graves, the girl learned that everything about Sasson was actually fate. She launched a final battle against the god in the sky, questioning the god who had manipulated Sasson's destiny in a bloody battle with the seven angels under his command.

"You're the one who deceived me! You made me bear the burden of guilt, and I've finally waited for the moment to kill you! If it weren't for you, my father wouldn't have died, my mother wouldn't have died, and my aunt and sister wouldn't have died! Now I'm going to avenge my hatred and regrets against Sassoon right here and now!"

The roar shook the air; that skill, which disregarded the laws of physics, should have possessed the power to destroy the Grand Canyon.

then.

Everything around Novia vanished into nothingness.

Since her skills were enough to ignore the laws of physics, then Novia had transcended the laws of physics. With just a glance, the Cathedral of St. Novia behind him made countless legendary treasures, both real and fake, possible, rendering Little Gorm's skills ineffective.

"...Well, I still have to say, I didn't know you at all before!"

"If you don't recognize me now—if you've truly forgotten me now, then carve my name into your soul once more!"

What Little Gorm shouted was less a word and more a roar, and chains spewed up from beneath her feet and shot toward Novia.

However, this tactic was ineffective against Novia.

Novia used the Annihilation of the Sky to sever the chains that attacked her one by one, turning them into embers of magic. In the midst of the magic that fell like a torrential downpour, only little Gorm's dull, murky blue eyes seemed to shine brightly.

...What exactly did Yahweh, or the 'I' she referred to, do?

Novia let the question that had been raised to her subconscious echo vaguely in her mind.

He had no clue whatsoever, nor did he think he could remember anything.

Even though she couldn't remember, Novia still showed an expression full of firm will and conviction.

"Don't worry, even so, I will do my best to defeat you."

Novia and Little Gorm's footsteps overlapped as they threw a punch together, the astonishing impact sweeping everything away. Even the Great Cathedral of the Secret Treasures roared, and even Ouroboros and Chitose, who were fighting outside the Underworld Tokyo, were affected.

The battle between man and God continues.

An earth-shattering battle, in which both sides unleash all their magic and power without reservation, is ongoing.

In a Christian world, no one should be able to intervene in this deadly battle.

According to the epic, Little Gorm is immortal. The reason he chose to become one with the earth after the bloody battle was because he despised the hypocritical human world.

Besides the Buddha, the Sun UO, and the Holy Spirit who has not yet ascended, Novia possesses another power that can be said to 'completely' destroy the earth: the Fifth Sun, which is defined as the only god of the Americas.

So, the silver-haired youth whispered.

"The Maya unveiled a second sun."

The moment the words left her lips, Novia's hair turned golden, but instead of turning her into a naked man with a leopard mask, she adopted a wrestling outfit similar to Quetzalcoatl's.

This is normal, after all, it is the Noble Phantasm of the Second Sun, which Novia borrowed for use, so he doesn't mind making appropriate changes.

Little Gorm suddenly felt a part of the power of that former god return, right in front of Novia.

That divine energy not only circulated through him, but also flowed through her own body.

That was a magnificent and solemn magic.

Then Little Golm roared.

"Jehovah!"

Perhaps knowing that this was the moment that would decide the outcome of the battle, she directly wielded the Holy Sword of the Sea with both hands, unleashing a powerful magic that rivaled the world-destroying magic in epic tales.

Novia took a half step forward, released the Annihilation of the Sky, and her body surged forward, dodging the immense magical power that was like a homing cannon.

He then crouched down behind Little Germ, standing right next to her.

The silver-haired youth and she together grasped the hilt of the Holy Sword, then whispered again:

"The blazing flames of the fifth sun also consumed the gods."

That was a strike technique that could even break off Tiamat's horn and bring her to a standstill, even though she appeared as a Servant.

After bursting forth with a bright red light, it instantly outlined a crimson sun behind Novia.

His raised left arm burst into flames, the heat of which far surpassed that of the 'Probability Sun,' instantly melting everything around him into nothingness. The blazing flames shone with a crimson radiance, as if intending to paint the world a fiery red.

However, the crimson light that should have been emanating from Little Golm's Sea Sword as a form of defense paused briefly.

In Little Gorm's vision, the air seemed to surge and fill his entire field of vision as if it were about to tear his eyes apart.

Then the white-haired girl felt a bone-chilling warmth and a fierce, overwhelming power surrounding her.

However, she felt the warmth of the person who held power.

This is the god she once loved.

In the next instant, the world around them turned into the darkness of the universe, and the sea planet on which humanity depends for survival was right beneath their feet.

Then--

Novia, holding little Germ, let her fall from the sky with her head as the landing point.

As she landed on the ground, her body felt like it had fallen apart; the damage was more severe than she had imagined.

No, that's not called consumption.

Instead, it was pulverized.

With each passing second, something within her body would shatter, causing her frail body to slowly disintegrate into magical particles and vanish... One of the most powerful heroes in the Christian tradition, the tyrannical hero who killed seven angels before God, was about to be destroyed in this way.

"Ugh... Damn God..."

While Little Gorm was still displaying a wild expression.

Before her, lying on the ground, the incredibly beautiful, crimson-glowing holy sword of the sea was flying toward her hand.

As she slowly reached out to take the sword, she met Novia's gaze, who was trying to stop the sword from advancing.

The silver-haired youth's surprised expression lasted for a second, then he revealed a very gentle smile.

His expression was so happy and nostalgic that little Gorm almost forgot that he was like this because of him.

"Okay, you can take it."

Then, looking at the little Gorm, who was curled up and slowly dissipating while clutching the Holy Sword of the Sea, Novia's expression turned solemn, and she murmured to herself:

"……Feel sorry."

but.

The spiritual particles swirled around Little Gorm and dissipated, but the girl herself remained lying there. Upon closer inspection, it was discovered that what had dissipated was her thin white clothing, which was now literally completely naked.

"Huh?! Who is this? Why is he lying here naked?"

The barrier surrounding Tokyo Tower had dissipated, and at that moment, a voice that sounded very familiar to Novia rang out not far behind Little Gorm.

"...Luce?"

The one who suddenly appeared was Luce, whom Euclid had previously summoned with 'Hastur'.

She hurriedly placed the yellow raincoat on the unconscious little Germ.

"Yes, wait! Your Holiness! You mustn't peek! That's something only a perverted lk ​​would do! You absolutely mustn't do that!"

……

Earlier, at the end of the Kanda Festival in the shopping district.

"……Well."

Eri moaned softly.

"This name..."

The nonsensical title, "Peumendez," made Eri feel somewhat uncomfortable.

"Let me reintroduce myself. I am an alchemist from the Atlas Institute who has lived for five hundred years. My full name is John Dee."

At that instant, the fire on the altar began to illuminate the surroundings brilliantly, drawing attention to the image of Saturn eating his son hanging on the statue of Elijah in front of the altar.

"The Lord's world should not be just like this. The Lord is unfathomable, and few people in the world can reach the Lord's presence, except for the Savior and the Holy Ones... Therefore, I want to know what kind of world can be created under the Lord's miracles... This has always been my wish."

Dee's smile showed no remorse, not even a trace of malice.

Besides Ouroboros, Mugel the Younger, and Cleopatra, he actually had another follower, although in a sense it did not belong to him but was his child—from a worldly perspective, John Dee in his later years was quite disgraceful.

He was taken from everything by a down-on-his-luck nobleman in the name of an angel, including his beloved wife, and even had a child with her, whom he raised as his own... But John knew that the nobleman was a fraud, though the angel was real, and that was the child.

Because he personally 'refined' it and then ate it bite by bite.

Originally, Dee thought that Little M'Gol was enough, but unexpected consequences occurred. Therefore, she had to rely on her child servant, who was alchemically integrated with her, to deal with Tiamat. As long as she could delay her, no one could stop the birth of 'Peumendeges'.

"Waaah, you naughty child! Did you cause all this? You're driving your mother crazy!"

"Shut up!"

Dee glared at Tiamat, “The god I believe in is the one in heaven, and his mother is only the Holy Mother. You, a Mesopotamian creator goddess, have no right to call her that.”

"Woo..."

Tiamat, who had been glared at fiercely, muttered under her breath, "It's all the same..."

"So, what exactly are you trying to do? Is it just to stop the Kanda Festival? What will happen after the Kanda Festival is completed?"

With that, Eri stood up.

She remained extremely calm at this moment.

"It is and it is not."

The alchemist shook his head. "It's all because of you, Utsumi Erise."

"...Me? Is it because I can't summon Servants?"

"No, you are not incapable of summoning Servants."

Dee smiled, "It's not that any Servant is qualified to become your familiar."

"What does this mean?"

"Literally, you are a miracle, originating from the will of God, having received the Holy Word and witnessed the beautiful order of the universe, being the offspring of your own elements and spirit, and the power of the mind that rules the world."

Undoubtedly, apart from Dee and Cleopatra, almost no one present understood these professional alchemical remarks. However, Lushena stared thoughtfully at Eri and herself.

But Dee ignored their confusion and continued speaking to herself:

"The ending was actually unveiled a long time ago. With the grand theater of the new era as the stage, countless Servants flowed in one after another, and the actors danced with all their might. As time went by, the various foreshadowings laid out are now finally moving towards the true ending."

In that instant, lightning appeared in Dee's hand.

It is not the power of God.

Rather, it was his inherent ability as a child of angels.

The alchemist drew upon the power he had gained from the child he had devoured, allowing it to shatter the statue of Ilya behind him, which depicted the god Saturn eating his child.

Therefore, the atmosphere burns.

Only intense burn marks remained on the 'Great Lord's' phoenix carriage, and Tiamat disappeared without a trace.

"Tiamat and Novia? What an amazing coincidence, or perhaps it was inevitable? Maybe there really is a world that even I can't fully simulate. But now that all the people outside the plan have disappeared, it seems we can finally move forward."

The alchemist, still smiling, spoke in a nonchalant tone.

"Yeah, wouldn't it be a shame if the final act didn't include Gao Chao?"

After a long silence, Cleopatra spoke, "Kill that shrine maiden of Kanda Shrine, Rusena."

"You bastard! Who would obediently listen to you like that? I'm—"

Before Lushena could finish speaking, he simply squinted and stared at the little shrine maiden below. Eri Se could not discern any emotion or intention from her expression.

However, as Cleopatra spoke, a blood-red crystal appeared before Lushena.

"this is……"

Eri knew exactly what it was.

Paracelsus, the receptionist at the psychological reception room who had met the Demon King, once said something like this—

An artificial spirit that combines the powers of earth, water, fire, wind, and air.

Although it is an existence beyond reality, it is not a fantasy species. It is an elemental block of the five major attributes. It can be used as a pool to store magic power, or applied to defense or attack. It can also be used as research material and a catalyst for ritual magic.

Paracelsus hailed it as a mysterious being who would ultimately lead humanity to the Root—

"The Philosopher's Stone?!"