Nuclear Sword Immortal Starting from Type-Moon

Kenneth had forgotten something.

After all, he already had some complaints about this small place, so why would he care about such trivial matters?

"Huh, why is the news being broadcast suddenly?"

"That show was just getting to the exciting part..."

Sora, the red-haired woman sitting on the leather sofa, complained.

Kenneth's attention was momentarily drawn to his fiancée's voice, and he turned his gaze away from the city view outside the window.

The television in the living room suddenly stopped broadcasting its late-night program and started airing breaking news.

The scene on the screen is the view in the direction of Weiyuanchuan.

The bridge connecting Fukayama-cho and Shinto was even deformed by the storm.

The announcer is broadcasting live from an area a little distance from Weiyuanchuan.

Even if you deliberately stay far away, the trees and trash swept up by the wind are still extremely dangerous.

"This is the area around the Weiyuan River. As we can see from the footage, an unprecedented tornado is forming!"

"The exact cause is unknown, but this tornado was massive and extremely destructive!"

"All residents are urged not to linger on the streets and to return home and lock their doors and windows!"

Faced with such natural disasters, humanity is so insignificant.

They could only helplessly await the ravages of the storm.

Only those magicians and followers who are far beyond ordinary people can stand still in this raging disaster.

"Sora, you stay here for now, I'll go out and take a look."

Kenneth picked up his coat as he spoke.

"Huh? Has the Holy Grail War already begun?"

The red-haired woman leaning against the sofa asked curiously.

"Probably, but we'll probably only know the specifics after we arrive."

"Sora, you stay here and wait for me. Make sure you don't wander off."

Only when speaking to his fiancée would Kenneth shed his aristocratic arrogance.

Having said that, Kenneth, along with his followers, headed towards the Uncharted River.

Chapter Sixty-Three: The Pseudo-Spiral Sword

The sheer scale of the scene along the Miwa River naturally attracted the attention of all the magicians and Servants in Fuyuki City.

Some unrelated magicians who lived in seclusion in the city dared not approach the center.

Only Masters who have obtained Command Seals and possess Servants are qualified to glimpse the "mystery" within the storm.

"That Caster guy has already summoned the sea monster..."

Standing on the rooftop of the high-rise building, Shirou's red hair danced wildly and unruly in the fierce wind.

"We must defeat the sea monster before it comes ashore!"

As he spoke, Shirou's figure was enveloped in a blue stream of magical light.

In the blink of an eye, his young body transformed into the stature of a 178cm tall teenager.

A red coat, woven from magic, was draped over his body.

A bright red cloak fell over her shoulders, fluttering in the gust of wind.

With his "clairvoyance," Shirou can see his surroundings in a single glance.

And it is located on the bank of the Miwon River.

Thick fog billowed, and a gigantic, dark shadow began to move slowly through the storm.

The enormous tentacles easily crushed several factories in the port into rubble.

Debris from buildings flew in the gale, becoming part of the storm's body along with the swirling rain.

"The weakness should be in the core of the furnace."

Recalling the details from my memory.

Shirou's gaze swept over the sea monster's enormous body, and he quickly locked onto its location.

Then, Shirou raised his hand, and a deep blue magical light shone in the night.

The overflowing magic, like lightning, roamed and spread around him.

"Projection, begin (Trace on)"

Blue light points were gathering in the raised palm.

Then, in a short while, it expanded and developed, forming the prototype of the Noble Phantasm.

A strong wind, mixed with rain, lashed against Shirou's face.

The phantom of the sword became increasingly solid in his hand.

The magic power within his body was also being constantly depleted.

Of course, the amount consumed was minimal, since he had only taken it out from the inherent barrier.

Sword-type Noble Phantasms currently have the lowest cost.

For other types of Noble Phantasms, the mana cost increases exponentially when projected.

He can only use his Noble Phantasm without consuming any resources when he activates "Unlimited Blade Works".

But revealing our hand now would be premature.

In Shirou's right hand, the Noble Phantasm, constructed from the spiral, was presented before him.

As the owner of this technique, or rather, its creator, Shirou, having analyzed this Noble Phantasm, naturally knows all the information about it.

"Pseudo-Spiral Sword (Caladbolg II)"

Grade: A+

Category: Anti-Military Noble Phantasm

It is a powerful anti-military weapon known for its ability to destroy even the terrain.

The prototype of this sword was forged by the elves of the Kingdom of Gods, and it possesses the powerful force of divine thunder.

Legend has it that this sword, when swung, unleashed a rainbow-like beam of light that cleaved three hills in two.

That was a massive attack that shattered even the earth without warning, causing a great whirlwind in the sky and earth.

But what Shirou has now is just a copy.

Therefore, even if it were released, it would be impossible for its power to be comparable to the original.

But there is one way.

That is "Fantasy Collapse".

For others, repairing a damaged Noble Phantasm is not an easy task.

Destroying one's own Noble Phantasm is tantamount to suicide for anyone else.

But Shirou is different.

He can use the property of reprojection to destroy the Noble Phantasm without mercy.

Then, detonate the magic within, causing it to produce overwhelming destructive power.

"Has the Holy Grail War finally begun...?"

With this thought, Shirou examined the blue and white spiral longsword in his hand.

Exquisite and dazzling.

Just touching the blade gives me the feeling of touching a pure young girl.

Ok?

Why did I suddenly think of this...?

Shirou quickly banished the distracting thoughts from his mind.

"An A+ rank Noble Phantasm, it feels great to use."

"It would be a real shame to detonate it."

Even if it's just a counterfeit that can be copied repeatedly.

With a hint of regret in his eyes, a strong, jet-black longbow was swiftly projected into Shirou's hand.

Then, he used the spiral sword, which contained immense magical power, as an arrow and nocked it onto the bowstring.

Like the magic of electricity bursting forth, rising without wind.

Her red hair, along with the cape behind her, danced in the wind.