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

Suddenly, Nianzhuo beside him made a move.

Gently brushing aside Ritsuka and Mashu's hands that were gripping him, Nencho walked up to Tamamo-no-Mae, his expression constantly changing as he stared at the Zio watch lying in her palm.

“Not quite like it…” For the first time, he felt his throat was a little hoarse. He picked up the Zio watch face from Tamamo-no-Mae’s palm with one hand and reached into his pocket with the other to take out his own Zio watch face.

"—It's exactly the same." Nian Zhuo placed his watch face in the palm of his other hand and spread his hands out.

In my palm, two Zio watch faces lay quietly.

"This—how could this be—" Nianzhuo was completely bewildered. Looking at Tamamo-no-Mae, whose smile had vanished and whose eyes were now glistening with tears, he had many questions but didn't know which one to ask.

"Didn't I tell you? As long as Master sees this, he'll definitely know—he called my name just now, didn't he? Even though I hadn't said it before." Wiping away tears with the sleeve of her shrine maiden outfit, Tamamo took a deep breath. "Migu~ So, Master, can we now be sure that I, Tamamo~ am Master's main wife~?"

As if her tears just moments before were a facade, Tamamo-no-Mae's face regained its smile.

Nian Zhuo weighed the two watch faces in his hands, still finding it hard to believe.

He was certain that the watch face he received from Tamamo-no-Mae was his own, different from that of Lady Oma or the 18-year-old Sho-mai.

The question is—why was my own watch face summoned along with Tamamo-no-Mae?

“Moreover—” Nian Zhuo carefully examined the two watch faces in his hand and finally discovered some differences.

In the palm of his left hand, the Zio watch face he received from Tamamo-no-Mae already had a hint of gold on its edges.

Even the aura they exuded was completely different—

Compared to Nianzhuo's own watch face, the watch face he received from Tamamo-no-Mae actually felt more... familiar to him? It was as if that watch face was the one that truly belonged to him.

"What...what's going on?" Nianzhuo put his watch back in his pocket and turned the watch on his left wrist.

Then I pressed the button above the dial.

However, nothing happened.

The head statue representing Zio did not light up like the dial that represented his own consciousness; it was just an object, showing no reaction whatsoever.

Then, Nianzhuo realized it.

On this dial, the year number below Zio is—

2020

With unwavering resolve, I will become your last hope!

But—now is not the time to do such a thing.

Nianzhuo gripped the watch face tightly in his hand.

"Although I don't know why you have this," Nencho said through gritted teeth, handing the watch face to the smiling Tamamo-no-Mae. "But now, it belongs to you."

There are so many questions I want to ask, but right now... the most important thing is humanity.

"It's something I gave you, though I don't know why I did it, and I don't want to know." Nianzhuo wiped his nose with his thumb and stared intently at Tamamo-no-Mae, who was carefully holding up the watch face and putting it away.

“But I am not [him], and you must remember that, Tamamo-no-Mae.” After saying that, he didn’t care about her reaction and opened the communication channel with Mary. “Mary, I will explain this to you properly when I get back. Right now, the most important thing is—where did that Tesla guy go?”

"Ah... okay! I understand!" Mary, equally discerning, though feeling a pang of sadness, prioritized dealing with Nikola Tesla. "...Found him! He's right above the purple stairs in front of you, dozens of meters off the ground!"

"We don't have time to waste now, everyone!" Ritsuka said anxiously, even stepping onto the purple stairs first. "Let's race against time and defeat Tesla!"

"Okay, let's run up these steps!" Mordred pulled Ritsuka down and stepped onto the lightning-encrusted stairs first. "But the stairs might disappear halfway up, you know?"

“That’s probably a magic staircase created by Nikola Tesla. But I don’t know how long it will last…” Mashu was also troubled. After all, if they were still chasing Tesla and he suddenly broke the ladder below, the feeling of falling from a height of tens of meters would be absolutely dangerous.

"We'll figure something out eventually, right?" Mordred smiled confidently at Ritsuka and the others, then pretended to climb up. "You're right, but there's no time to hesitate now."

"Understood!" Mashu was the second to step onto the lightning step, looking at the chaotic currents forming the steps with some surprise. "But... it's actually really okay..."

"Alright, you can all come down here now." Behind him, a bright red magic circle converged along with the card, and Nian Zhuo, who had switched back to the bright red dragon form of Zio Decade Wizard (what a tongue twister), touched his fists, which were covered in flames.

Then, as if picking up chicks, he grabbed Mordred and Mash and dragged them down the steps of the lightning.

"—Hey? What are you doing, Nianzhuo!" Mordred struggled unwillingly. "Let me go! It'll be too late if we don't catch up now!"

"Alright, alright, you just stay put." Staring at the towering lightning staircase, Nian Zhuo's body was engulfed in flames, but they did not affect Mash and Mordred. "Tamamo-no-Mae, you should help Kintoki to a safe place first."

"—Yes, Master." He bowed respectfully, then carried the injured and immobile Kintoki, who was too afraid to move because of the woman, and walked into the distance.

"Hey! It's up to you guys, so make sure you do your best!" Looking towards them, Jin Shi shouted loudly to Nian Zhuo and the others, holding his axe in one hand.

"Hey hey~ behave yourself!" Patting Kintoki's back, feeling the other's strong body stiffen instantly, Tamamo-no-Mae also sighed, "Sigh... is that all our scenes are? Hmm~ I always feel like I'm being stopped by a metal detector at security!" Tamamo-no-Mae twitched her ears unhappily, then turned around and saw Nencho standing upright before beaming with joy again.

"Well~ It's not bad to meet my master this time~" With a light tap of her fingertip, a talisman that was imperceptible to ordinary people flew onto Nianzhuo's back, while Tamamo-no-Mae carried Kintoki with peace of mind and walked towards the ruins not far away.

"Well then, watch me!" Flames roared around him as Nian Zhuo set Mash and Mordred aside, casually flicking their noses. "Haha, don't worry, I'll definitely make it."

Raising his head and gazing at the towering structure of lightning, Nianzhuo closed his eyes.

He delved into the sea of ​​his own consciousness.

It was pitch black, and the atmosphere was incredibly heavy.

But—a flame appeared.

It was a tiny spark, yet it shone brightly on Nianzhuo's chest.

"The Heavenly Thunder Prison is nothing special." In his consciousness, he reached out and grasped the warm spark.

The flames gradually ignited, enveloping his hands, his body, and everything about him.

"My flame—" In reality, Nian Zhuo opened his eyes.

Flames erupted and gathered in his hand, forming a spear.

"It is the flame of the Crimson Dragon that burns everything!"

"Come on, Tesla!" he shouted toward the sky, raising his spear.

The pupils shrank, focusing on the tiny black dot in the sky.

"The flame of hope in my heart!"

"Now, I'll shoot you down!"

"With this single strike, pierce through the thunder!"

The flames burned, transforming into a gigantic spear as tall as a person.

It flew into the sky from Nianzhuo's hand.

"—Hmm?" At the same time, Tesla, who was about to arrive above Buckingham Palace, felt the lightning staircase beneath his feet begin to vibrate.

Looking down, the enormous flaming spear shattered the lightning staircase and shot relentlessly towards him.

"This guy—can he even see me?!" This deadly feeling was absolutely certain; the spear was aimed directly at his head.

"This is high in the sky! And this is such a thick magical fog!" However, it was all in vain, as the opponent's flaming spear completely incinerated the steps beneath Tesla's feet.

"Damn it—!" Tesla gritted his teeth, looking at Buckingham Palace which seemed so close, but his face showed an excited and satisfied smile. "That guy is really capable!"

Then, he leaped down the lightning-studded steps.

A loud roar came from overhead when Tesla looked up.

The enormous spears had completely destroyed the steps they had built, and the remaining spears were even burning with demonic mist.

"Hmph—" He closed his eyes, and lightning began to appear beneath his feet.

On the other side, Nian Zhuo clicked his tongue, because he also saw Tesla falling rapidly.

"Everyone, get ready!" Holding the Time Gun Sword, Nian Zhuo shouted to Mash and Mordred, who were standing there in a daze, "You guys protect Kintoki and Ritsuka. I'll take care of things here."

"—It's coming!" As Nian Zhuo's voice fell, lightning flashed in front of everyone.

Tesla's body, accompanied by lightning, slowly descended to the ground.

"—He's here! We must take him down this time!" Upon seeing Tesla's figure, Mordred immediately summoned his sword and prepared to attack.

"Servant Nikola Tesla detected! Director Marie, please monitor his reactions closely!" Mash shouted into Marie's earpiece, simultaneously shielding Ritsuka behind her with her shield. "Active magical mist surrounding him—"

"—We can't see it anymore!" Ritsuka suddenly interjected excitedly. Clearly, the activated magical mist from the other party was an obstacle that Ritsuka couldn't get past. "Just as that golden Servant said!"

"Hmph, so you've finally arrived—" He opened his eyes, his scrutinizing gaze, accompanied by lightning, swept over everyone before him, finally settling on Nian Zhuo, who was engulfed in flames. "—Nian Zhuo! So you also want to build a new myth!"

"However, sadly, this is impossible!" Suddenly, intense magic power around Tesla transformed into blazing lightning, forcing Mordred and Mash back. "Even without the active magic mist, the lightning I control is far too powerful!"

(Tangtang: Ah, let me explain here. Mordred and Mash were forced to retreat purely because they were not in good condition. Mash, being a Demi-Servant, didn't have as much power as Tesla to begin with. Mordred, after unleashing her Noble Phantasm, was also affected by the enemy's magic mist, which caused her mana recovery to be extremely slow. She had been relying on the mana she could use to keep going. Although the magic mist has now disappeared, it will be difficult for her to recover to her peak condition in a short time.)

"Hmph, hmph hmph! Why? Because I'm a genius!" Surrounded by lightning, Tesla seemed like a god.

"Why, you ask? Because I am lightning!" With a flick of his finger, a bolt of lightning transformed into a spear and shot towards Nian Zhuo. "The so-called god—what is the so-called god? That's right, it's lightning."

“In ancient times, many people believed this.” Watching the opponent's flames consume his lightning, Tesla lowered his eyes. “Actually…”

"Leaving aside the chief gods Zeus and Indra... or even the name of Indra, thunder is indeed a god."

"Thunder. The power of the gods from the sky." Tesla looked up at the gathering clouds in the sky, praising and extolling it.

"Watch closely—!" Suddenly, he lowered his head sharply, looking at Nianzhuo not far away. Dark clouds gathered above his head, turning the sky as black as the night sky.

"The dazzling light I led to the earth! It is that powerful force!" With his hands raised high, Tesla's purple lightning gathered into the dark clouds in the sky.

"The energy to lead a new electrical and consumer civilization! With my lightning, I bid farewell to the myths of the old era!"

"A magnificent new myth! It is my light, bestowed upon mankind!"

In the sky, enormous bolts of lightning also formed arrows, which were washed pure white by the lightning.

Using the sky as a bow, he shot out a thunder arrow.

"Come on! Please enjoy!" With a smug expression, a satisfied look, and a carefree smile, Tesla waved his hands down.

"—【Human Mythology: The Descent of Lightning】(System Keraunos)!!"

Lightning in the sky gathered into a ball of light, and the entire ball of white lightning crashed heavily to the ground.

—The Tunguska event.

Nianzhuo suddenly remembered an event that occurred in the era of this genius, an event that no one can explain to this day.

通古斯大爆炸是1908年6月30日上午7时17分发生在俄罗斯西伯利亚埃文基自治区上空的爆炸事件。爆炸发生于通古斯河附近、贝加尔湖西北方800公里处，北纬60.55度，东经101.57度，当时估计爆炸威力相当于2千万吨TNT炸药，超过2150平方公里内的8千万棵树焚毁倒下。

According to reports, locals northwest of Lake Baikal observed a massive fireball streak across the sky that morning, its brightness comparable to the sun. Minutes later, a blinding flash illuminated the entire sky. Shortly after, the shockwave from the explosion shattered windows within a 650-kilometer radius and produced a mushroom cloud. The explosion was recorded by seismic monitoring stations spanning Eurasia, and the resulting pressure instability was even detected by an automatic barometer recently invented in Britain by a renowned scientist. For days after the event, the night skies over Asia and Europe appeared a dark red.

In an era before nuclear weapons existed, the man in front of me might even have been the instigator of such a horrific event.