Shirou, who returned from the Fairy Kingdom

Volume 4, Chapter 189: Let's go together, I'm in a hurry.

"Shirou, why..."

Ye Sizhen stared wide-eyed in disbelief.

The red-haired boy stood there, only a dozen meters away.

He maintained his resolute posture, holding in his hand a bow that Ye Sizhen had never seen before, one that did not belong to any past civilization.

The jet-black bow features scale-like patterns, suggesting it's made of carbon or some other material, giving it a futuristic weaponry.

That's Shirou's...

Ye Sizhen had heard of Amamiya Shirou's "Projection Magic," which even the magic of the Gods could not replicate.

It was less a miracle that resembled magic and more a skill.

Up to this point, Ye Sizhen could still understand.

But what happened next?

Ye Sizhen saw Shirou aim at the hole in the "Thought Disc" that she had risked her life to open and shoot an arrow.

Normally, no matter how great the mystery contained in that arrow, it would vanish the moment it touched the Pseudo-Root Thought Disc.

A powerful mystery can overwhelm a weak one; this is common sense for magicians.

Incredibly, the moment Shirou's arrow touched the "Thought Disc," a strong spatial-temporal turbulence was created around it.

After a flash, the world returned to calm.

—They all disappeared.

Both the arrow shot by Shirou and the Root Hole that Ye Sizhen forcibly opened have disappeared.

Shirou pierced the grand gown fused with the planet with his projected arrow, the root of thought magic—which, of course, is impossible.

To achieve this would be equivalent to piercing the blue planet itself with an arrow.

Ye Sizhen did not feel that the arrow had such power.

So…what happened?

Wait a minute, Ye Sizhen suddenly thought of something.

Shirou certainly couldn't destroy the "Thought Plate," but... he didn't need to.

Ye Sizhen used the Divine Age Magic to forcibly open a spacetime rift or fissure on the Earth's surface, connecting it to the "Thought Disc"—

This is the root of everything.

If Shirou wants to prevent the disaster from happening, all he needs to do is destroy that "time-space rift".

Then, Shirou's arrow... actually pierced through the "hole in the void".

"........."

Ye Sizhen couldn't help but gasp.

As a magician, she couldn't understand what level of martial arts skill was required to do such a thing.

It was an arrow that should have been impossible to hit, yet it was an arrow that could hit the target perfectly no matter where it was.

Having honed his archery skills over three thousand years, one of the ultimate goals he reached was this: Amamiya Shirou was able to become one with the heavens and earth when drawing his bow.

Different schools of thought have different interpretations of the highest level.

"Emptiness", "Water Moon", "Infinity".

Those who can reach this level are called sword saints.

Shirou takes this a step further beyond those empty spaces that didn't exist in the first place—

His arrow reached beyond time and space.

The spacetime portal connecting the pseudo-root was thus incredibly shut down.

Even Shirou himself probably doesn't realize just how remarkable his seemingly ordinary shot truly was.

"........."

Ye Sizhen stared at Shirou in a daze.

She initially thought she was dreaming, but the physical pain told her it was all real.

How did Shirou know I hadn't left Japan? And how did he find his way here?

Before she could even think, Ye Sizhen noticed—

Wuzhiqi's lips curled into a cruel smile.

With a single strike, she instantly killed Ye Sizhen, revealing her warlike and savage nature once again.

"So you're Shirou Amamiya, you actually delivered yourself to my doorstep..."

Although she was almost unable to move, Ye Sizhen still shouted desperately.

"Shirou! Run away—!"

Unfortunately, compared to the immortals of the Age of Gods, the speed at which sound travels is far too slow.

The wind began to howl.

Wuzhiqi's body was entangled in a storm of true ether.

If described in terms of wind speed, its value is simply unimaginable.

The sky and earth seemed to shake and groan as Wuzhiqi launched his attack.

The chains emerged from the shackles binding her wrists.

The chain, several times longer than before, swung like an electric fan, accelerating forcefully before being hurled at Shirou.

"don't want……!"

Even though Shirou Amamiya was a magician who won the Fourth Holy Grail War, Ye Sizhen felt despair at the thought that his current berserk enemy was the Demon King of the Age of Gods.

"——————Projection, begin (traceon)."

However, Ye Sizhen, who imagined the red-haired boy being crushed by the flying chains, saw a completely different scene.

The chains that Wuzhiqi threw after accelerating stopped in mid-air.

Shirou also threw out his chain.

Unlike the chains of Wuzhiqi, which were an extension of shackles, these chains were spearheaded by two sharp curved blades.

The chains intertwined and taut in the air, entering a standoff.

Ye Sizhen found it unbelievable.

Even though she has seen many handicrafts, she still cannot guess the origin of these chained double knives.

She seemed to sense an uncontrollable rage emanating from the sword projected by Shirou.

The phrase "divinely created weapon" came to Ye Sizhen's mind.

No, but... wasn't it said that Shirou couldn't project the divinely created weaponry? Why...?

Less than ten seconds have passed since then, and Ye Sizhen's mind is already filled with countless questions.

She then realized that she knew absolutely nothing about Shirou.

One-sided love for the other, one-sided desire to die for him...

In the end, he himself put Shirou in such a dangerous situation.

How foolish...

"Hey... what's going on here?"

Wuzhiqi frowned and spoke.

Ah, right... there should be something even more surprising than weapons.

"Why are you able to compete with me in strength?"

Shirou Amamiya has an excellent physique due to his training.

However, that is only in relation to humans.

Although she appears as a bewitching beauty, Wuzhiqi is a calamity, the embodiment of the Great Flood, and the demon king of the Yellow River, who can surpass dragons and divine beasts with her physical body alone.

However, Shirou calmly held his ground, holding off Wuzhiqi with his chains, neither able to advance any further.

"Yes, why is that?"

The boy smiled sarcastically and said, "Perhaps you just happen to be within my special attack range."

"Interesting, but don't get too carried away."

Wuzhiqi rotated his upper body.

As if to say that things are only getting serious now, Shirou was pulled into the sky by her chains.

Faced with overwhelming violence, the boy's body was dragged by chains, arcing across the sky before crashing heavily to the ground.

"boom--!"

What kind of power could have been infused to accomplish this, with dust rising from the ground forming an inverted waterfall?

Wuzhiqi revealed a satisfied smile.

"What's wrong? Can't you move anymore? That's why I told you not to get too cocky."

Well, I don't dislike it...

Halfway through her sentence, Wuzhiqi suddenly widened her burning golden eyes—

The next second, dozens of swords shot out from the dust.

Wuzhiqi immediately understood that Shirou had released his weapon at the very moment he was about to be slammed to the ground.

For a warrior, letting go of his weapon is absolutely unacceptable—but Shirou is the only exception.

With the Infinity Blade at his disposal, he can discard his weapon without hesitation and then create a new one.

"What a hassle...!"

Wuzhiqi frowned.

Each of the flying swords contained astonishing power; a single strike was enough to blow away a building.

Even Wuzhiqi would not be able to escape unscathed without defense.

As she moved, she swung her shackles to block the rain of swords.

"..."

Not far away, the girl from the Atlas Academy, Latio, looked on in astonishment.

Although I already knew about Shirou's abilities, I still couldn't suppress the shock I felt after seeing them with my own eyes.

what is that?

Is it a humanoid eternal mechanism?

Shirou Amamiya's performance as a magician is rather poor.

If Latino's magic power is 1000, then Shirou might only have 50.

However, he could create dozens of swords with over 100 magic power in an instant with almost no cost. This was solely because he had deciphered the prototype.

Latino clenched his fist.

She was certain.

If I can obtain Shirou Amamiya's power and develop it further, Atlas's long-cherished wish will surely be fulfilled!

The Atlas Institute, one of the three departments of the Mage's Association, has long regarded saving the world as its mission.

Led by Kurdris of the Six Sources, the alchemists of the Atlas Academy have been searching for a way to avoid destruction for thousands of years.

Even now, in order to resist the inevitable destruction, they are seriously thinking, thinking, thinking, and coming up with countless methods.

However, Atlas's actions only led to more destruction.

Every time a strategy is devised to avoid annihilation, that strategy is replaced by annihilation itself.