Type-Moon: My Destiny Guide

"Have you betrayed us?! Have you betrayed our Master?!"

Avisbro nodded nonchalantly and replied:

"If we're talking about betrayal—at least I certainly betrayed your expectations."

Stop using those word games to cover things up!

“I have no intention of hiding it… No, that’s right, let me continue to stand on the side of evil for now. I have indeed betrayed you, and I will annihilate you all and use this supreme ‘Crown of Wisdom’ to save the world.”

Hearing the magician's declaration, Astolfo became even more furious.

"Are you an idiot?! How could such a puppet toy possibly save the world?!"

Astolfo's speech could almost be described as "fearless." Apart from him, whose rationality had evaporated, the other Servants stared at the behemoth before them with extremely solemn expressions.

"What's going on? That godlike radiance..."

It didn't give off a frightening feeling, nor did it leave a particularly powerful impression. If we had to describe it accurately, "beautiful" would be more appropriate. Moreover, it wasn't just ordinary beauty, but rather an essence created by God, a golden being destined for glory from the moment of its birth.

...It always evokes an urge to kneel before Him, and that's not an exaggeration. Just seeing Him conjures up vivid images of defeat in one's mind.

"You really are being rude. You truly live up to your reputation as someone whose rationality has long since vanished."

Upon hearing this, Astolfo puffed out his chest and declared with full confidence:

"That's right! So I'm not afraid at all! No matter what you create, no matter how arrogant you are, it's just a mere treasure in the end!"

That's right, therefore, there's no need for me to hesitate with this arrow.

Upon hearing the declaration from the sky, Avisbro immediately looked up, and the soil beneath his feet grew, transforming into a barrier that blocked the supersonic arrow.

"It's black."

Chiron had somehow arrived at the top of the tower parallel to the giant Adam, and glared at Avisbro with undisguised rage.

"You barely escaped with your life, Avisbro. But the next arrow will definitely take your life."

"Hmph, so you want to take me as your target? That's fine with me, but—"

"Yes, even if I take you down, your Noble Phantasm won't stop."

"Then why are you aiming at me?"

"Needless to say, the traitor must be dealt with quickly."

"Hmph...that's really unreasonable."

Even exposed to the sage's arrows, Avisbro chuckled: "I didn't expect even you would act out of anger."

"Stop talking nonsense!"

The arrow pierced through Avisbro's body in the blink of an eye—yes, it passed through without any resistance.

The power of the Command Seals seized Avisbro and was rapidly taking him away from this battlefield where the puppeteer no longer needed to play his part.

"What a pity...it seems my time to be punished hasn't come yet." Under Chiron's angry but powerless gaze, Avisbronn gradually dissipated, leaving only the towering giant Adam.

"It's up to you, Light of Wisdom. Your words will surely bring a paradise to this land... it will, it will, it will create a paradise!"

As if hearing its master's final plea, the primordial giant Adam roared, and one by one, the round holes on his body lit up with green light, symbolizing life. Correspondingly, the obsidian sword of destruction was generated in his hand, and amidst the purple light, the giant slammed down the blade!

Target—Fiore, the young master of the Black faction!

"Master!!!"

Chapter 486 Attack on Titan

When Fiore opened her eyes, she found herself lying nestled in a soft carpet of feathers, and the pink-haired paladin turned around with a smile:

"Oh dear, that was close. It seems this big guy also knows that you are his Master."

"You've been a huge help..."

Astolfo responded with a bright smile: "Alright, now it's time to fight back. Let's go, Eagle!"

"Woooo..."

The eagle drooped its head and cried out helplessly. If it could speak, it would definitely accuse its brainless master.

Those are 15-meter-tall giants! They don't have transformation devices or any Muto Raman to save the day. Don't you know what happens to pilots in tokusatsu movies?

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"Huh? Hey, good luck!"

"Screech—(My rationality hasn't evaporated yet!)"

Amidst a thunderous rumble like the earth being turned over, the giant wielded his obsidian sword with seemingly slow but actually rapid movements. Fiore screamed without any ladylike composure, feeling her head grazed the blade as it flew past, yet she still managed to clutch her skirt tightly with both hands.

She knows Afu's gender!

"Wow~ This guy's fast! Be careful not to fall!"

The giant, who intended to continue the pursuit, suddenly stopped and turned to swing his sword behind him—the impact was deafening, the air vibrated, and remnants of magic scattered all around.

The massive obsidian sword was blocked just inches from the girl's helmet; the person standing on the city wall was Joan of Arc. The stone slab beneath her feet had been sheared in half by the previous attack.

After confirming her enmity with Amakusa, Joan of Arc followed the guidance of the 'revelation' and immediately rushed to the battlefield.

"I never expected him to be a 'primitive human.' He's really left us with something troublesome."

What surprised everyone was either her unparalleled strength or the holy banner that remained unbroken even when attacked head-on. Under Joan of Arc's protection, the obsidian sword would likely not be able to get close to the girl, no matter how many minutes or hours passed.

Even so, Joan of Arc's expression was extremely solemn.

Hang in there!

Chiron would not let this opportunity slip by. He immediately drew his bow and unleashed a powerful strike, the arrow piercing the giant's eye and causing him to stagger back a step.

A loud shout rang out from afar—Achilles pushed aside his obsidian sword and charged forward, leaping into the air. The cavalryman, spinning like a meteor, struck the giant's knee with his lance, tracing a spiraling trajectory. The joint shattered instantly, and the giant staggered backward, kneeling on the ground.

"Teacher! And eldest sister too!"

"understood!"

The huntress stepped onto the treetop opposite Chiron. The two archers exchanged a glance and simultaneously drew their bows. Their movements were as natural and swift as flowing water, and with a whooshing sound, their arrows were aimed at what appeared to be the eyeballs on the golem's body.

However, the giant to whom Avisbro entrusted his hopes was not an ordinary golem.

"What……!?"

Despite remaining kneeling, the giant Adam managed to deflect the arrow with a single hand. This is an astonishing fact. Even with an incomparably massive body, deflecting a supersonic arrow is an extremely difficult feat for a Servant. Even Achilles, in his first battle, struggled to escape Chiron's pursuit.

Not to mention that this was a shot fired from two directions by Chiron and Atalanta.

Then, the primordial giant Adam did something even more astonishing. He leaped up to create distance between himself and the Servants, then pulled out the arrow that had pierced his eyeball. Instantly, the wound healed completely.

"Healing...magic!?"

Upon hearing this surprised remark from whoever it came from, Joan of Arc denied it with a helpless expression:

"No, no. That... is probably a blessing from the earth."

As a "primordial human" within a self-governing, inherently bounded realm, his mere existence transforms the surrounding environment into another dimension. In Paradise, there are no bleeding or wounded individuals. In other words, any arrow wounds he sustains become "as if they never existed in the first place."

"We must defeat him as soon as possible! If the surrounding environment continues to be transformed into paradise, he will become immortal!"

Yes, this land, which meant despair to Adam, had not yet fully transformed into Paradise. That's why the primordial giant was wounded by the arrow. But it was only for a short time. As the power of Paradise gradually increased—that is, as long as the giant continued to exist in this world—his recovery speed would increase exponentially.

It's quite natural for Avisbro to leave with peace of mind. Faced with such an absolutely immortal and indestructible Titan, humanity probably has no way to win.

Even the Servants are the same.

"Ugh!" Achilles, who was jumping around to restrain the Primal Giant, paused in his movements. The next moment, he was slashed in the waist by the Obsidian Sword and flew sideways like a baseball that had been hit, crashing heavily into the mountain wall and coughing up blood.

"Achilles!"

"It's alright, I'm fine!" Achilles shouted, struggling to his feet. "Watch out for Adam's sword, my immortality is useless against it!"

"That's a conceptual weapon that uses the shape of a sword to illustrate a Reality Marble, and even Servants can't negate it!"

The shadowy figure moved like a phantom, climbing up the giant's legs and onto his chest. Before Adam could go berserk, the crescent moon opened its arms, golden currents surging behind it, instantly creating an electromagnetic field. Projection forging, iron light filled the sky, and countless weapons flowing with mysterious light took shape, propelled by electronic tracks, piercing Adam's eyes like cannonballs.

"Moreover, this primordial giant is reshaping the land of Romania—for the three of you who survived by absorbing spiritual veins, this is no less than a duel to the death!"

If Adam successfully transforms Romania into a paradise, Achilles, Atalanta, and Karna will once again face the crisis of disappearing!

"!" The primordial giant roared in pain, and without hesitation slammed the blade into himself. Soil and debris rained down. Shuoyue turned and stepped into the rhomboid space, appearing beside Jeanne the d'Arc the next moment. She grabbed Jeanne's arm and pulled her out of the danger zone.

"Thank you!" Joan of Arc said hastily, then raised her voice, as she needed to make the heroes present understand the danger posed by the giant.

"Gentlemen, Adam, the primordial giant blessed by the earth, will never perish as long as his feet remain attached to the earth. Moreover, every hour since his birth, his body will double in size, reaching a maximum size of one thousand meters! At that time, even we will not be able to defeat him!"

The giants defeated in various heroic tales were merely average-level giants, while the ever-evolving Primal Giants were clearly an exception. The saintess's words raised the vigilance of all Servants, causing them to put aside their past differences.

Former enemies fighting each other because of differing stances, and a major crisis threatening the world—even someone as eccentric as Astolfo understands what he should do at this moment.

Although they fight each other for the Holy Grail, their essence remains that of Heroic Spirits, a source of pride etched in human history.

"As you can see from the scene, in order to bring order to the Holy Grail War, I hope you can put aside your past grievances and cooperate temporarily. We must not let the Primal Giants succeed, absolutely—so let me lend you a hand!"

Joan of Arc raised her left hand high and proclaimed in a clear voice:

"In the name of Joan of Arc, I issue this command by Command Spell to all the Servants gathered here!"

Angelic crimson wings unfurled behind Joan of Arc, illuminating the faces of every Servant present.

"Defeat the Primal Giant Adam!"

At this point, you need a captain (doge).

Chapter 487 Caster and Caster

The crystallization of the Kabbalah magic disk, the first and most powerful giant among the puppets.

Unlike the mad scientist who attempted to create Eve, Avisbro was a magician, the purest puppet maker, whose works could only explain the primordial principles through nature and the earth.

The biblical account of Adam, the progenitor of humankind, led generations of puppeteers to conceive of this towering giant through their fantasies and romanticism. His imposing stature resembles that of the golden humans of pre-divine times.

"The Titan's raw materials are wood, stone, mud, and a furnace core. Of course, its weakness lies in the furnace core in its heart. If you have the power to pierce through that part, you should be able to defeat it... No, that's not right."

With the blessing of the Arbiter, Chiron calmly gazed at the giant with eyes that had discerned countless heroes, villains, and monsters.

Analyze its internal structure, grasp its underlying principles, and trace the flow of magical energy. The most crucial issues, however, lie in its brain and legs. That giant is more of a follower than a golem, as its head also contains a spiritual core; without destroying it, the giant cannot be stopped.