Type-Moon: My Destiny Guide

But in reality, Shuoyue was secretly shedding tears inside.

They're back, they're all back!

No more role-playing! Just grab a knife and go!

Behind him, countless swords roared, transforming into a torrent that broke through the billowing smoke and flames, tearing apart all barriers and obstacles, and mercilessly biting the beasts!

Extending from the Reality Marble, a projection technique forbidden enough to break through the theory of magic, when the new moon finally crossed her arms and clenched her fists, everyone felt an unparalleled shock and impact!

"That's—!" the observation instrument screamed, and the doctor, leaning on the table, stared wide-eyed in disbelief.

“That magnificent aura…” Weber’s glasses were knocked off halfway, but he didn’t bother to fix them; he just stared intently at the two enormous objects that had appeared in front of him—

Beneath the shattered sky, two great swords, wielded only by giants, fell in a cross pattern, their power almost covering over three hundred miles and severing the heavens and earth.

Those are the wings of dawn spreading their wings, and the legendary flaming greatsword that can purify and cleanse all matter.

That was a boneless greatsword carved from emeralds, said to be able to carve through even thousands of ravines and mountains.

Yes, it is indeed a divinely crafted weapon that can purify the seas and cut down mountains.

"Come, burn the dawn horizon of the seas and open up the verdant horizon of a thousand mountains!"

As these two divinely crafted treasures fell, the entire Three Thousand Worlds vanished into nothingness.

Cut off, cut off, cut off—

It can cut through thousands of mountains and dissolve both good and evil. This is the divine weapon wielded by Zababa, the Mesopotamian god of war. These are the twin swords that opened up the universe during the Age of Gods!

That's why when the great witch covered her mouth with her hand and braced herself against the sword blade with one hand, Fujimaru Ritsuka and her Servants were utterly shocked!

"Is this enough strength?"

Gently brushing away the dust, the stunningly beautiful woman, who was almost monstrous in stature, casually remarked that neither the self-inflicted blow, nor the sword storm meticulously prepared by Shuoyue, nor the divine twin swords that descended from the clouds, had left any mark on her delicate body.

"If that's all, I'll be very disappointed, you know?"

Endless fragments of metal fell from the storm, and Draco casually waved his hand, causing the Scythe of Hell and the Dust Saw to wail as they, along with the completely collapsed projection swords, turned into magic and dissipated into the world.

Storms and thunder swept through, and under suffocating pressure, behind Draco, a burning star rose like a wheel from the horizon, obscuring the prism of displacement and engulfing most of the palace in flames and the glow of destruction.

Humanity's evil has been unleashed here, burning, killing, and devouring its prey along the way.

Even though it was just a simple impact that mixed fire and magic, it still turned into a calamity that seemed to be real due to its status and foundation!

Amidst a silent, cold laugh, the enormous sun crashed down, easily shattering the matrix linked by the displacement magic, and plummeted towards the fragile palace!

Breaking free from Nero's embrace, Shuoyue leaped into the sky above the palace, letting the hurricane blow through his spirit robes and stray hairs. His eyes shone brightly with golden light, and instead of projecting an iron bow, he summoned the memories left behind by Lord Wu'an, a war bow personally crafted by the Mohist school of the Great Qin!

The iron eagle carved on it spread its wings and soared high. The white-haired, golden-eyed Shuoyue drew back the bowstring. Particles from the imaginary world surged forth and were twisted into a dark arrow by the magician's will. He aimed and shot it!

The endless imaginary domain unfolded, generously revealing its vast and void inner nature before destruction, encompassing it with boundless emptiness until it vanished.

Arrow of Imaginary Numbers - Curtain of Night!

"Is this... really something a modern magician could do?" On the Chaldea side, the doctor looked at the empty search results in the database, couldn't help but hold his head and sigh.

There is no person named 'New Moon' in the Chaldean records.

However, whether it's the substitution magic that breaks through the limits, the projection magic that almost touches on magic, or the imaginary number magic that is rarely seen by ordinary people... with such skills, one should not be unknown!

What gives doctors a headache is not only this, but also a certain unspeakable sense of crisis.

This is a secret known only to high-ranking magicians—even though there are many parallel worlds with vastly different histories and trajectories, there are still things and nodes that reflect each other, like branches that separate from the trunk of a tree. Even if they are destined never to overlap, there is only one source.

Especially those characters who are at the pinnacle of their field or possess extremely strong destiny power will inevitably have reflections in other parallel worlds. No matter how blurry or different their fates are, they will inevitably have similarities.

But in the new moon, this mysterious young man of unknown origin... even with the search in Sheba, he doesn't exist in Chaldea's database!

Thinking about this, the doctor's expression unconsciously became serious.

As that follower said, when you eliminate all the impossible, what remains, however unbelievable, is the truth...

A magician who can reach a singularity, resonate with Servants, and possesses extremely profound magical skills, probably has a destiny power comparable to that of Fujimaru Ritsuka.

There is only one possibility why such a person cannot be found anywhere in the world.

“Items finalized…” A dry voice echoed in the tense control room.

Within the magical light screen, the young man was still fighting alongside Fujimaru Ritsuka to defeat Draco.

"This can't go on! Mr. Shuoyue, do you still have enough magic power?"

"Don't underestimate me, Fujimaru, the Holy Grail is in my hands!"

It was as if they were caught in a battleground, with cannon fire formed from magic clashing with projected iron light, creating a deafening roar that forced Fujimaru and Sakuzuki to communicate by shouting.

"Since you answered our call, Mr. Sakugetsu, it means you have a way to defeat the enemy, right?" Even without Mashu's protection, and with his life hanging by a thread, Fujimaru Ritsuka still shouted loudly, letting the stray magic shells fall around him, blasting him into a dusty mess.

"Otherwise, given your personality, you would never have shown up so abruptly!"

"As expected of the Chaldea Master!" Sakuzuki's golden eyes shone brightly, and the rain of swords behind her swept across the sky, condensing into a giant hand that temporarily blocked the continuous barrage of fire. "But as you can see, even if I had a way, I wouldn't have time to use it!"

"So you do have a way, right? Can I trust you, Shuoyue?"

Under Fujimaru's blue gaze, Sakugetsu was slightly taken aback, but quickly smiled silently and nodded.

“Very well, in that case!” Fujimaru Ritsuka raised her hand without hesitation, carrying out her Master’s second command.

"I'll command it with a Command Spell, please!"

A figure stepped out from behind, the holy sword in his hand emitting an incomparably deep dark light with the support of the Command Spell.

"King's Hammer, Reverse the Dawn—Devour the light, Excalibur!"

A roaring stream of destructive light rose from the ground, deflecting all of Draco's attacks. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Shuoyue spread her hands, and a dazzling and holy gold instantly gathered in her palms, forming a blurry shape.

"High-energy alert! A reaction exceeding the Servant's Spirit Origin has been detected!"

The observer's shouts rang out from the channel. The moment the light appeared, not only did the palace begin to shake violently, but even the beasts in the distance sensed the crisis and finally ended their standoff to pass the time, and began to approach on their own initiative.

"Maintain suppressive fire—"

"No, Fujimaru, retreat! My king, please protect them!"

At the familiar yet unfamiliar call, Black Saber's body trembled, and he immediately drew his sword, turned around, grabbed Fujimaru, and even released his magic power to retreat at high speed. Nero behind him shouted "Eh eh eh" and followed closely behind, obediently moving away from the new moon.

Only after everyone had gone far away did Shuoyue sigh with relief, looking at Draco approaching him, and raising the light in his hand high.

"I've wanted to say such cool things for a long time—"

As the power of the Grand Spirit Origin was unleashed, the magician's announcement echoed throughout the palace:

"The title of Grand Master is not what I need; the proof of my strength lies solely in this witness!"

The beasts roared, the palace collapsed, and amidst this scene of destruction, Shuoyue, who had somehow regained his youthful appearance, shouted:

"May all the gods in heaven bear witness, and may all people on earth witness—"

"This is a battle of glory!"

It's finally done (wiping sweat)...

I kept cutting and rewriting the original plot, which resulted in it being delayed until now.

There will be no update tomorrow because I have to catch a train, and I can't get a ticket, so I have to transfer several times.

Just letting you know in advance.

Chapter 306 My son, the whole family is very disappointed in you.

Chapter 307 My son, the whole family is very disappointed in you.

Even as Fujimaru retreated at breakneck speed, he could not ignore the dazzling light emanating from Sakugetsu's hand.

"What it is."

"Buzz... It's a Grand rank, a Grand rank Spirit Origin, Fujimaru!" Due to the energy turbulence, communication on the Chaldea side became unstable. "Just like the god-ancestor Romulus you once met, the reason he was able to turn from human to god was because of his Grand rank Spirit Origin, or rather, his qualification to become a Grand rank!"

"The so-called Grand Servants are the seven riders who protect humanity and stand at the pinnacle of their era. They are Heroic Spirits selected from the Root and standing at the top of the seven classes. They are the means by which the Counter Force uses the power to combat the great calamities that threaten primates." Waver revealed the secret that he had previously disclosed, and seemed to be deep in thought.

"Since it is a spirit origin that descends... does that mean that, aside from Wu'an Jun's spirit origin, if Shuoyue herself responds to the summons, she will appear in a Grand form?"

"No, impossible, absolutely impossible!" The doctor interrupted Webber with a loud voice, his voice filled with fervor, "Any class is acceptable, but the [class name] cannot possibly have a Grand rank, because..."

Romani Archman suddenly fell silent.

"Why, doctor?" As if sensing something was wrong, Fujimaru frowned, a look of suspicion flashing in his eyes.

"Because...yes, because the prerequisite for becoming a Grand Magus is having the ability to see the past and future, which is the EX-level Clairvoyance skill!"

After a brief moment of panic, the monarch, who had been reincarnated as an ordinary person, immediately found a reason and chuckled dryly, "Think about it, how could a modern magician possibly possess a Mystic Eye of this level, right? Right?"

suspicious.

Highly suspicious.

Both Leonardo da Vinci in the control room and Fujimaru Ritsuka in the Roman Empire had this thought in their hearts, but they did not expose the doctor who was trying his best to cover it up. They just silently increased their vigilance and then turned their attention back to the battlefield.

At this moment, the Grand Spirit Origin in Shuoyue's hand had already taken effect, slowly dissipating like a melting candy, yet transforming into an invisible hand that altered the earth, shaped mountains, opened up valleys, gently rising and then lightly flattening.

After the power to change the world was displayed, what was presented to everyone was a huge stage that stood alone on the earth!

Thousands of phantom images appeared, and the spirits of Rome took their seats, wielding swords, spears, and halberds, and shouting fervently.

! ! ! "

! ! ! "

! ! ! "

Legions forever, victories forever, empires forever!

The battle song resounded, and in the end, countless heroic souls struck their shields with their short swords, shouting their battle cries:

"Rome! Rome! Rome!"

That was the romantic wind sweeping across the Mediterranean, that was the voice of Rome bearing a thousand years of glory!

The earth-shaking shout seemed to make the world tremble, listening with utmost reverence to the voice of this nation.

Fujimaru rubbed his arm, goosebumps rising all over his body: "Doctor, what happened?"

He looked at the large building, constructed of magic and covering more than 20,000 square meters. From the outside, it was perfectly circular, and around the seats that could accommodate nearly 90,000 spectators stood ancient and magnificent stone pillar reliefs.

"Without a doubt, this is the Colosseum, Fujimaru!" The doctor remained silent, but Leonardo da Vinci was the first to become agitated. "As long as the Colosseum stands, Rome stands; as long as the Colosseum falls, Rome falls! This was the most glorious carnival for the citizens of Rome, a sinful place forged in blood and wine!"