Crossover Anime: Collecting Treasures from All Worlds Starting with Type-Moon

Shen Qiu's expression was cold and stern. With the release of his magic, his reaction speed was dozens of times faster than that of a normal person. In addition, with the mental clarity granted by Rune, he could make a decision almost instantly.

This is an A+ level magic spell. A single dense-bellied spider has a body that is nearly a meter long. Its mouth can spew out sticky silk and venom to incapacitate enemies. More importantly, as long as the caster, Zouken, is alive, they will appear endlessly.

"A vast, azure net!"

Even with S-rank ritual spells, Shen Qiu in this mode doesn't need to chant at all. If he had to be ranked, he's probably close to Grand rank now!

A turquoise water net appeared from mid-air, but the water that resembled a net was not gentle like water; instead, it was extremely sharp. What was even more terrifying was its range—it was nearly a hundred meters long. Under that water net, even reinforced concrete was cut into small pieces!

"Die, Zouken Matou!"

Shen Qiu suddenly leaped from the ground into the air, and under his control, half of the Matou family was reduced to ashes under the overwhelming Azure Net!

However, he certainly didn't believe that the great magician would die like that.

"Composite Rune - Eternal Zero!"

At this moment, Shen Qiu concentrated all the magic power in his body. The [I] representing ice and the [F] representing wind appeared before Shen Qiu, and magic power was poured into him as if it were free.

Under Shen Qiu's almost frenzied infusion of magic, hail and hurricane erupted simultaneously, the wind amplifying the ice's force. In an extremely short time, the entire villa in front of them was frozen solid.

"Huff, huff, ha, ahhhhhh!!!"

After the magic was released, the excruciating pain immediately returned to Shen Qiu's body. This extraordinary power, which surpassed that of a magician, was indeed not so easy to use.

Under such pain, even Shen Qiu couldn't help but start howling in agony.

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Chapter 50: O Supreme God, have mercy on me (Seeking flowers)

"The battle on Master's side should be over by now..." Shen Qiu thought to himself, panting heavily. The entire Matou family villa had been frozen into a giant ice sculpture by him.

"I reckon he'll be more obedient for a few days after I kill this body." After calming down a bit, Shen Qiu said with a wry smile. It seemed he had to find a way to get rid of this guy at the root.

Otherwise, if he had to fight like this every time, Zouken would probably wear himself down to death.

Meanwhile, the battle continued in the nearby woods.

Scáthach looked at the strange servant in front of her with a serious expression. His huge black and red robe and silver-gray mask completely concealed his appearance. If it weren't for Shen Qiu's answer, she probably wouldn't have been able to tell who the man in front of her was.

Antonio Salieri

He was a renowned musician and composer in history, whose students included figures such as Beethoven, Schubert, and Liszt, who are extremely famous in later generations. He himself was a brilliant celebrity in the 19th century.

If nothing unexpected happens, his talent should make him one of the brightest stars of that era.

But the emergence of another genius shattered all of this; that person was Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart.

Musicians who have left a profound mark on human history still have their names printed in textbooks around the world, and their many piano pieces, violin pieces, and musicals are still required reading for many music students.

He himself was a musical master who was proficient in piano, flute, viola and violin. Some people say that his overflowing talent even made God jealous, so he was called away in a hurry when he was 35 years old.

However, starting in 1792, a message gradually began to circulate in Italy.

"Salieri murdered Mozart!"

It's impossible to trace where this rumor first started; perhaps it was just casual conversation, or maybe it was fabricated by those who thrive on chaos. But who cares what the truth is? People only believe what they want to believe.

As a result, the rumor spread extremely quickly, first in Venice, then in Vienna, Italy, and finally all over the world, which subjected Salieri to unbearable gossip.

What is even more frightening is the mutual persecution among fellow artists.

Pushkin wrote a poem about the non-existent event of "Salieri murdering Mozart," and Rimsky-Korsakov then turned the poem into an opera. After this repeated dissemination, the fact that "Salieri murdered Mozart" seemed to have become an undeniable fact.

As a result, the Royal Music Orchestra where he worked dismissed him, and later even the Venice police summoned him for questioning, which seemed to further confirm the rumors.

"He was a composer whose talent was inferior to Mozart's, who was extremely jealous, and who plotted to kill Mozart."

This view began to circulate widely in later generations. Although some people tried to exonerate him several times, it was a pity that the results were minimal, and no one was even willing to play the pieces he composed anymore.

No one would play a piece by a murder suspect, even if that person was Beethoven and Schubert's teacher, even if he was involved in all the major musical events of that era, and even if there is no basic evidence to suggest that he murdered Mozart.

But who cares?

Salieri was in a very bad state at this moment. As an Avenger, he did not have any magic resistance. If it weren't for his A-rank inherent skill [Lament Outfit] as a defense, he probably wouldn't have been able to withstand Master's repeated attacks for even ten minutes.

"It's time to get rid of you."

With a solemn expression, the master put away the red spear in his hand and replaced it with a spiral staff about seventy centimeters long, which was engraved with a large number of runes.

"Hahahahahaha!"

Salieri suddenly let out a strange cry, which eventually turned into maniacal laughter!

The next moment, a large amount of red flames suddenly appeared on the black cross-shaped longsword in his hand, enveloping it, and he himself was lifted into the air!

A huge black piano appeared behind him and began to play music on its own. However, the music was like a requiem that lured people into hell, making them feel pain as if their flesh was being cut out and their heart was being ripped out.

“I…I am the one who murdered the chosen ones of the gods.”

Salieri's voice was as if a large number of instruments were mixed in, with each word carrying a different rhythm.

Then—he stopped.

"O Most High God, grant me mercy!"

The eerie sound from the black piano grew louder and louder, and then something like white flames poured out of Salieri's body, burning everything that stood in his way to nothing, just like a raging wildfire!

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Chapter 51: The Power of Runes

Noble Phantasm: [Supreme God, have mercy on me]

The immense killing intent, which ordinary creatures could not resist, was compressed and solidified, while magic was mixed in, to create a destructive melody that eroded both the enemy's spirit and body.

This is a musical Noble Phantasm that Antonio Salieri in his previous life would never have possessed; it can only be used by the Heroic Spirit—Avenger Salieri—who has transformed into an innocent monster.

Although it is only a C-rank Noble Phantasm, its terrifying aspect lies in the fact that it is one of the very few Noble Phantasms capable of directly attacking the mind, and therefore it is classified as an anti-military Noble Phantasm.

If other Masters were present, they would probably have collapsed and committed suicide. The same applies to Servants like Lancelot, who have extremely low magical power. Unfortunately, he was facing Scáthach, an expert in runes.

The white, wildfire could no longer advance after Scáthach came within thirty meters of him!

"If this is all the tricks you have, then it's my turn."

Scáthach gripped her spiral wand tightly. How could she let her little Master down in this first real battle since coming to this world?

“My name is Scáthach, the Queen of the Land of Shadows, and the ruler of the primordial runes.”

Scáthach's tone was utterly indifferent. It was her usual practice to announce her name to the enemy before engaging in battle; as the queen of the Land of Shadows, she had never bothered with sneaking around.

The wand in her hand began to emit a glowing green light. As the controller of the primordial runes, she did not need to draw the rune symbols when using it like Shen Qiu did; the runes and she were one.

It's important to understand that the runes she used weren't the modern, much inferior kind; they were the Primal Runes, obtained by Odin, the Norse god, who sacrificed one of his eyes to his father. These were powerful magics that would rank among the best even in the Age of Gods, an era where magic was almost synonymous with divine magic.

She slowly raised her wand, and at the same time, the surrounding temperature dropped rapidly at a rate that could be felt by the human body.

"In Scáthach's name, I invoke the power of the primordial runes to utterly annihilate the enemy before me! This power originates from the far north and can turn everything in its path into scattered snow—."

"Polar Ice—"

"snowstorm!"

In Salieri's horrified gaze, the beautiful, starry night had instantly turned into a frigid temperature of nearly minus thirty degrees Celsius. The flames generated by his Noble Phantasm were extinguished almost instantly, and then snow began to fall from the sky.

Before he could even react to why things had changed like this, the snow in the sky instantly turned into a blizzard! A howling hurricane swept towards him, and along the way, countless enormous tornadoes, tens of meters high, rose up from the ground.

The tornado, mixed with large amounts of snow and ice, swept away all obstacles in its path like a sweeping machine! Trees, grass, and boulders were all uprooted and swept into the tornado.

Even the ground revealed yellow earth!

"This is the power of the primordial runes..."

Shen Qiu, watching from afar, was shocked by the scene before him. This ability to instantly change or even control the celestial phenomena was almost at the level of a god, wasn't it? Looking at the runes he was using, Shen Qiu couldn't help but sigh.

"Truly worthy of being called a master."

At this moment, Scáthach did not think so much. She manipulated dozens of hurricanes to surround Salieri from all directions.

Scáthach didn't speak, but simply waved her wand lightly.

As if receiving a command, the dozens of tornadoes simultaneously struck Salieri, followed by a deafening roar. Large amounts of rubble, ice, snow, and trees flew out, leaving a huge crater tens of meters wide where Salieri had been standing.

Scáthach's expression, however, was not very pleasant.

"Did they escape using Command Spells...?"

Just before Salieri's soul core was about to be destroyed, an irresistible force took away this musician-like Servant; Command Seals are just that unreasonable.

"Master, you have done very well. This time it was my mistake."

After resting for a while, Shen Qiu's strength gradually recovered, and the aftereffects of using magic gradually disappeared. Fortunately, his current physical condition was far superior to that of a normal person.

"He is indeed a troublesome being. No wonder the first thing you did after summoning me was to have me kill him." Scáthach's expression was solemn. She was never afraid of enemies who appeared in front of her, but someone who stabbed her in the back was indeed insidious.

"That guy is very difficult to kill unless you find his physical body and blast him to pieces, or you have an attack that works on the soul level and bypasses his physical body to attack his soul directly. Otherwise, it is very difficult to kill him. The saying 'a centipede dies but does not fall down' describes him perfectly."

Shen Qiu's expression was also not good. Matou Zouken's ambition far exceeded his imagination. He would do anything for the sake of so-called immortality.

"An attack that affects the soul level?"

After hearing this, the master looked at Shen Qiu with a half-smile.