Thanks for the invitation. I'm in Type-Moon, inheriting the legacy of Zi-O.

There was no time to lose; the rainbow-colored blade came crashing down.

In the blink of an eye, the sword light spread throughout Barbatos' entire body.

Rainbow-colored light burst forth from its enormous body.

It brought a thunderous explosion.

"...Is it over?" Kota opened his eyes slightly, picked up the teacup in front of him, and took a sip.

The tea is still warm.

The opponent's true trump card: the summoned Star Pioneers

The enormous, rainbow-colored sword blade utterly shattered the body of Demon God Pillar Barbatos.

Like scattered rainbows, their beautiful shimmering light was etched into everyone's eyes.

The enormous, building-like body was turning into specks of black particles and lay motionless on the ground.

Barbatos, who was completely cut in two by Nian Zhuo's knife, could not even heal his wound.

"—Confirmed that Demon Pillar Barbatos has fallen completely silent." Mash ran out from behind the rock where she was hiding, looked at the fallen Barbatos, and said to Mary in her earpiece, "This time, it's still Mr. Nianzhuo... It's our victory."

"Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Nianzhuo." Ritsuka rushed over and gave Nianzhuo a hug, but then looked at the gradually dissipating Demon God Pillar and said, "But we still can't be careless."

"Ah... that guy was a really strange monster." Mordred wiped her sword and turned her gaze slightly away. "But... thank you anyway for helping me deal with that monster that even I found troublesome."

As expected, Mordred wasn't really suited to saying thank you; she seemed quite embarrassed as she awkwardly uttered her words.

"Thanks, Nianzhuo." Ryotaro also came out, but he didn't see Momotaros. "Momotaros went back to the Time Train to rest for a while. Before leaving, he told me, 'You absolutely can't steal my thunder next time!' Hahaha." Although he was also a little injured, Ryotaro didn't seem to care.

“Well then, all that’s left is to destroy that behemoth.” Mordred looked at the massive steam engine Angorboda atop the mountain and gripped his sword tightly. “Let’s do it, Nencho, Mash.”

"No, wait a minute!" Suddenly, Ritsuka's expression changed slightly, and she grabbed Mordred, who was about to jump up to the top of the mountain. "Look there!" she pointed to the foot of the mountain.

A familiar figure—the blue-haired man, Machiri Zorgen.

Surprisingly, he, who had become one with the Demon God Pillar, is still alive...

No, judging from his battered and bruised appearance, he probably won't live much longer.

But after seeing him in that state, Mash and Mordred dared not be careless at all.

"Ha...hahaha..." However, Machiri could only struggle to support her body and walk to the bottom of the mountain wall. Looking at the increasingly thick steam at the top, she felt both exhilarated and somewhat desolate.

"...It's too late." He slowly turned his head, looking at Nian Zhuo and the others who had already walked up to him, and smiled sadly. "The amount of demonic mist filling London...is enough..."

Outside, unseen by Nianzhuo and the others, the magic array in the sky had been completed and was frantically absorbing the surrounding magic mist, even beginning to slowly rotate.

"I didn't expect you to still be alive." After a brief glance at the other's body, Mordred was certain that this guy was beyond saving. "Even a Servant would die from this injury, yet you, as a human, are still breathing. You're really tenacious."

“Next…” Ignoring Mordred’s words, Machiavelli’s lips moved as she slowly murmured something, “Come, our last heroic spirits…”

"What...?!" Although he heard what the other person was saying, he couldn't make out the words because the voice was too soft. He had a vague sense of foreboding.

"Come! You who are worthy to complete my sins... Star Pioneer...!" Machiri roared at the sky, her eyes wide with rage.

Now everyone heard it.

"Damn it, this is...!" Suddenly, Nian Zhuo seemed to sense something and raised his head.

At the summit, the magical mist atop the massive steam engine, Angorboda, seemed to come alive, surging towards Nianzhuo and the others.

"Hurry up!" Nencho said to Mash and Mordred as he turned around, holding Ritsuka and Ryotaro under his arms, and then quickly retreated.

"!" Mash and Mordred, of course, also saw the thick steam coming from above, and their expressions changed as they quickly retreated.

Fortunately, they retreated in time, and the demonic mist did not affect Nian Zhuo and the others, but it swallowed Machiri, who had nowhere to hide below.

“...You are a prisoner of madness…” In an instant, Machiri felt a burning pain in his lungs, as if they were being scorched by fire, and his palms were being corroded at an alarming rate.

"I am—the master who holds its chains—" Even as the excruciating pain of being corroded coursed through her body, Machiri continued to chant, her broken hand reaching towards the sky.

"You are the seven-day curse of the three great incantations...!" Blood welled up in her throat, and even blood spilled from the corner of her mouth, but Machiri still stared intently at the sky with her eyes wide open. "From the Wheel of Restraint, guardian of the scales!!!"

With the last of her strength, Machiri sang loudly.

"This is... a spell to summon a Heroic Spirit?!" Mash and Nianzhuo, who had witnessed the Heroic Spirit experiments at Chaldea, naturally guessed what Machiri was chanting. However, the other party's body was completely swallowed by the demonic mist, making it difficult for Nianzhuo to find the other party's location.

"Really—" Mordred gritted his teeth and brought his sword down. "—So verbose!"

The crimson lightning transformed into a wave of swords that shot out and plunged into the demonic mist, instantly striking the mountain wall.

With a rumbling sound, Machiri's voice also suddenly disappeared into the magical mist.

"...Shut up and die quietly." Mordred shouldered the sword, his brow furrowed, staring at the direction of the demonic mist.

After Mordred unleashed that attack, not only did Machiri's voice gradually fade away, but even the magical mist began to dissipate.

"Director Mary, his last words were a spell to summon a Heroic Spirit!" Mash hurriedly reported to Mary, gritting her teeth as she looked at the scene revealed after the demonic mist gradually dissipated. "And... it also included the part that triggers Berserk!"

"...I'm sorry. Mashu, you were right." A few minutes later, Mary gasped in shock. Looking at the huge red dot flashing on the screen, Mary gritted her teeth. "Mash, Ritsuka, and Nencho! The Servants have arrived!"

The demonic mist dissipated, revealing the mountain below, which had partially collapsed.

Mordred's sword struck Machiri with remarkable precision, as evidenced by the remaining bloodstains on the ruined mountainside.

But Nianzhuo sensed a faint trace of magic power that had already connected to the sky.

“Although he didn’t recite the complete incantation, the magical mist and magic array seem to have made up for the rest.” Biting her thumb, Mary looked at the huge red dot on the screen. “I can also clearly observe the Servant’s reaction here. Mash should have sensed it too. This is…”

As she spoke, Mary suddenly opened her orange eyes wide.

The magic power indicator at the top of the screen has reached a dangerously high red level.

"This is... a magical reaction at the level of a great hero, no—" Mary slumped into her chair in disbelief as it continued to rise.

"How is it..." From the empty space, Machiri's voice suddenly rang out, her last remaining magic power manifesting as a brief vocalization. "The summoning, at the cost of my life, has finally been fulfilled..."

"Still alive!?" Mordred quickly looked towards the pile of fallen rocks, but sensing no sign of life, he stomped his foot in frustration. "Damn it, this guy's human, right? How can he be so tenacious—"

“Angolboda’s amplified, Holy Grail magic…” That wisp of remaining will was also gradually drawn into the massive steam engine, “concentrating the power of the magical mist… onto him…”

"...This has already reached...the realm of the Age of Gods...!!!"

Finally, the last bit of magic and willpower was sucked into the giant steam engine, but the opponent's goal had already been achieved.

"The magical reaction is rapidly increasing! It's here!!" Mary's voice echoed, gripping everyone's hearts.

Boom, boom—a deafening clap of thunder resounded.

Strange, why is there thunder coming from so deep underground? Nian Zhuo and the others all looked up at the sky.

Accompanied by a deafening roar of thunder, a massive purple magic array unfolded and appeared above the giant steam engine, Angorboda.

If Nianzhuo and the others could see the steam engine outside, they would be surprised to find that the underground magic array is exactly the same as the one outside.

Absorbing the steam produced by Angorboda, purple lightning flashed and gathered at the center of the magic circle.

Lightning flashed, gradually forming a huge sphere of light.

"It's coming!" He raised his cloak to block Mordred and the others' view, preventing them from being temporarily blinded by the intense light.

Immediately afterwards, from the center of the huge purple magic circle outside, a purple sphere of light transformed into annihilating lightning and struck the ground.

The heavens and earth fell silent.

Only the thunder roared, constantly moving across the scorched earth.

It transformed into a nimble snake and burrowed into the ground.

Therefore, in Nianzhuo and the others' view, the ground above was shaking as if a major earthquake had occurred.

Then, above the purple magic array, a blinding white light pierced through the ground and struck the purple magic array.

Through the hole created by the white light, Nianzhuo could even see the gray sky.

"Damn it, it was launched directly from the ground...it pierced through the ground?!" Gripping the Fire Rope Orange DJ Gun in Greatsword Mode tightly, Nian Zhuo held up her cloak with one hand to prevent the people behind her from being directly exposed to the blinding light.

Purple lightning struck the magic array, infusing the enormous sphere of light with new energy and making it even purer.

At the same time, the power of magic was constantly increasing.

After the lightning bolt that came from the ground disappeared, in the center of the magic circle above Angorboda, there were faint lightning bolts moving around the white ball of light.

More dangerous than the lightning bolt that fell from the ground—Nian Zhuo's sixth sense kept warning him.

Immediately afterwards, the white sphere slowly fell from above the magic array.

It looked completely harmless; even when it touched the ground, the side only dented slightly.

"……!!!" However, Nian Zhuo dared not say more and hurriedly summoned countless vines to gather in front of him, forming an impenetrable defense.

The concave side caused the entire white sphere of light to contract, and then—

A fierce wind arose, accompanied by a deafening roar that was louder than any lightning bolt Nian Zhuo and the others had ever heard, which rang in their ears.

In an instant, Nianzhuo felt the world fall into silence.

In his suddenly narrowed eyes, the white sphere slowly swallowed everything around it.

The white lightning raged and savagely bombarded everything around it, turning anything that came into contact with it into a wisp of black smoke and utterly pulverizing it.

Then, like a nuclear explosion, it transformed into a white semicircle and rapidly spread outwards.

A fierce wind swept in, and Nian Zhuo, controlling the Extreme General, struggled to maintain his footing amidst the gale and impact.

After an unknown amount of time, the intense light that made my eyes water finally gradually faded away.

When Ritsuka and the others opened their eyes again, they could hardly believe their eyes, because apart from the place where they were standing, the underground space had completely changed.

The charred, even steaming ground resembled cubes ruthlessly sliced ​​by a blade, with countless cracks spreading wildly across the earth.

Except for the top few meters of soil, the entire lower part of that massive mountain wall was reduced to dust by the expanding white semicircle.

Even the outermost layer of its own layered vine defenses had turned charred black and looked like it would crumble at the slightest touch.

These are vines from Helheim... These vines, which should have strong vitality, were only affected by the aftershocks of the white orb of light, and the outermost vines have already died completely.

"...They shouldn't be underestimated." Putting down his cloak, Nianzhuo quickly looked around at everyone behind him, and nodded after making sure they were all safe and sound.

"What...what kind of power is this...?" Mordred couldn't believe her eyes. She stood on the scorched earth. "Is this...something that a mere Servant could do...?" The fact that she used the word "mere" shows just how shocking it was for Mordred.

"It's not over yet." Suddenly, Nianzhuo grabbed Mordred's wrist as she tried to move forward and pulled her behind him.

His pupils contracted slightly as he stared at the small ball of light not far away.