I, Fujimaru Ritsuka, am back with a max-level character!

"This was originally a method that the king planned to use against Chaldea, but now it seems that we have no choice but to use it... Since Lord Jason has discovered the truth, I have no choice but to forcibly create an invincible world for Lord Jason's sake."

Medea Liyi said with some reluctance.

"If Lord Jason doesn't give the order, Hercules will likely remain harmless. So, with just the two of you Servants... are you capable of defeating the Demon Pillar [Furnus]?"

Phonius is a sea monster, but also a Throne.

More importantly, there is his identity as one of the seventy-two demons of Solomon.

The raging giant pillar, the scarlet eyes, and the terrifying pressure reaching to the heavens created an oppressive force akin to a calamity.

This is the final boss that should have existed in the Third Singularity, and it's the monster that Fujimaru and Mash defeated together with Drake and the other heroes in the Third Singularity.

It is a demonic pillar that cannot be defeated by multiple Servants, piercing through the earth and radiating a strange, massive purplish-red magical power.

Although this guy was no different from someone like Raef in the eyes of Chaldea before... or the monster Hellish under Draco's command, he was still very troublesome for David and Atalanta.

“I never expected things to turn out this way. It was you who instilled these outrageous ideas in Jason…” Atalanta sighed.

"Although this guy is arrogant, ignorant, and uneducated... he still doesn't have the guts to destroy a world."

"There's no point in saying more, we can only fight now! Since we're dealing with monsters, we have to go all out!"

As the celestial dome in the hands of the graceful hunter once again burst forth with emerald green magic, the divine power from the heavens resonated with her will.

“Artemis Samah...and Apollo Samah...lend me your power—the petition arrow dedicated to the two great gods! [Phoebus Catastrophe]”

The powerful anti-military weapon, like a meteor falling from the heavens, roared and transformed into countless arrows.

A cross-shaped star appears in the sky.

Countless arrows pierced, exploded, and scorched the demon god's body.

The demon's crimson eyes flickered continuously.

Forneus's body was enormous. Looking up, Ilya felt the giant creature's tentacles constantly swirling around it, like those of an octopus. As a magical girl, she felt a chill run down her spine.

If Ruby, that freakish LSP, were here...

They will definitely say something like, "Little Ilya is bound by a sea monster, her slippery slime staining her light pink dress, tentacles with suction cups tightening around her small white thighs, as she deftly explores her ******* like a snake climbing a rock."

Darkness descends, night falls, and the sky is like a huge black curtain shrouding the entire world. Beneath this curtain, the Phonus emits a deep purple glow, appearing from a distance like a giant LED light bulb.

Medea remained calm and composed. The golden wand in her hand instantly unleashed powerful divine magic. Although it had no offensive effect, it could provide an unimaginable boost to a single target.

"Tch~ I thought Medea's magic was more powerful than I imagined back in Argo, but now it seems she's a really troublesome one."

Atalanta felt a surge of displeasure as she watched the damage she had dealt being negated.

But more than anything, it's a feeling of powerlessness.

As a lone Servant, without a Master to form a contract with, and without killing monsters to obtain magical power, their combat strength is very limited.

On the other side lies the culprit behind the Holy Grail fragments, the very force that caused the distortions and anomalies that led to this era.

"Give up, Atalanta—we are incapable of defeating them. Even with the archers' individual action skills, you don't have much time left to hold out, do you?"

"us--?"

A hint of doubt flashed in Atalanta's eyes.

Medea...shouldn't she be an enemy?

"Solomon's demon... this is going to be difficult, especially with a magician of Medea's caliber providing healing—"

boom--!

Before King David could finish speaking, the enormous demonic pillar showed no mercy, its massive yet swift body whipping him away like a lash.

Hey!

How dare Solomon's worthless pillar be so arrogant!

King David's body was like a kite with a broken string, flying backward uncontrollably.

The ground beneath his body rubbed against him, sparking dazzling flames. Seeing this, the shepherd king had no choice but to use his scepter as leverage, shoving it hard into the soil and stirring up a patch of grassy earth.

"David—!"

Atalanta was startled by this and darted out like an arrow.

“No, Atalanta.”

Medea shook her head: "Although I have no intention of harming the child, if you don't attract the demon's attention, I can't guarantee what it will do."

"Medea...you—!"

Atalanta stopped in her tracks, her eyes filled with rage.

If Medea were to target children, it wouldn't be so simple.

"I'm sorry, this powerful guy is beyond my control... and this is all I can do. After all, I had already lost before even starting this."

“What exactly do you mean by that…” Atalanta frowned, “What exactly do you mean?”

Medea... what does this mean... could it be that she's being manipulated by someone?!

“I have deprived you of the ability to answer this question... If there is still time, retreat now, Atalanta.”

"There's no way we can beat that guy... There's only one person... probably only one person..."

Atalanta suddenly felt as if her whole body was about to explode or generate electricity, an extremely uncomfortable sensation.

"I don't understand, Medea!"

"I don't understand a word you're saying!"

"You say you've already lost as a magician, but I have absolutely no idea how you lost!"

All I can do right now is try my best to stop you here, that's all!

"What about Phonius, what about the Ark of the Covenant, and the destruction of the world, Jason's invincibility? Who understands any of this stuff you're talking about?!"

......

“Is that so? Even Atalanta can’t do it?” Medea Lily blinked slightly. “Then nothing can stop this world from dying.”

She raised her wand again, and instantly, numerous purple magic circles shone like jewels in the night.

"Perhaps, this is actually a better choice for the world..."

Om-!

A hurricane swept across the land, causing the ground to shake violently in a rhythmic, step-by-step manner, as if a giant monster were running.

Indeed, a wild beast suddenly flashed through their line of sight.

The beast was disheveled and exceptionally ferocious.

A white-haired girl sat obediently on the giant's shoulders.

"Kill that monster—! Berserker!"

"Roar!"

Chapter 58 Illya: Basaka is the strongest!

......

Well, I don't know the details.

However, when Ilya saw Hercules, her heart trembled for no reason.

...The girl covered her chest.

I don't know exactly what happened, but I had a feeling at the time... that this was how it should be, or rather, that this was the right way.

[Perhaps it's because history changed... I feel there seems to be some kind of internal connection or bond.]

The little girl slowly approached the enormous, bronze-like heroic spirit.

[So ugly, the face is so grotesque.]

But I wasn't scared at all; I just felt... he wouldn't hurt me.

It was just a feeling; Ilya gently reached out her snow-white hand towards the black giant.

"Even Ata and the perverted big brother can't do anything with you, Berserker...you're really strong."

"Buzz—Puff—"

The tall soldier, panting heavily through his mouth and nostrils, looked at the small girl.

"Although you may not know it, your power [Class Card] has helped me a lot... So, thank you, Berserker."

......

"--------【laugh】"

The giant smiled, a smile more unsightly than a grimace, yet it brought Ilya a great sense of peace.

If there were other worlds, perhaps they would be a very warm master and servant relationship.

"Please, can you help us?"

"Although I don't know why I came to this era, there must be a reason... so I don't want this world to perish."

"So lend me your power, Noujou, Nora!"

The dark-skinned warrior didn't speak, but gently touched the little girl's palm.

The girl climbed up the berserker's arm and onto the dark giant's shoulder.

"Roar--------!"

The giant roared, his powerful aura shaking the surroundings, but the small girl on his shoulder was perfectly protected and was not affected by the aftershocks at all.

Despite his rough appearance, Uncle B is extremely meticulous.

However, this Illya from the magical girl world is more likable than some of the Illyas who experienced the Fifth Holy Grail War.

This one is neutral good, while Illya in the Fifth Holy Grail War is chaotic good.

In other words, our little magical girl will consider others and society more, think more rationally, and not act too impulsively.