Type-Moon, What Do You Mean You summoned Tiamat?!

Countless pink petals swirled like a blizzard, completely enveloping Matou Yuu's slender body.

This was the most powerful illusion, symbolizing the flower magus of Britain. If Merlin wished, this illusion could deceive the world itself and achieve the effect of turning falsehood into truth.

The Imaginary ripples behind Matou Yuu had long since dried and faded.

He was like a candle flickering in the wind, his vital signs extremely weak.

Yet even within the Grand of illusions that could lull even gods into eternal sleep, he did not fall.

Instead, he stood firmly before Tiamat.

Finally, when the last shred of clarity was completely stripped away in the sea of flowers, his breath finally ceased.

"What a magnificent backbone... Seeing this form brings back old memories."

Sibuxiang carried Taigong Wang as he quietly watched the black-haired young man who refused to fall even as he lost consciousness.

For once, the characteristic gentle smile of the immortal faded quietly.

As the chess player who had once severed the Age of Gods with his own hands and helped King Wu overthrow King Zhou, he knew all too well how insignificant personal emotions were in the face of justice and fate.

Back then, for the sake of the earthly life he deeply loved, he had resolutely discarded the fruit of immortality he had easily obtained and fallen into the human world.

The young man before him had unhesitatingly confronted Human Order and all the Grand heroes present for the sake of the Mother Goddess of Creation, who had been rejected by the world.

This purity—acting almost to the point of foolishness despite knowing it was impossible—gave Taigong Wang a vague sense of resonance that transcended time and space.

Beside him, Artoria Avalon's clear emerald eyes also reflected the young man's stubborn face, and an indescribable complexity and compassion welled up deep within those eyes.

"Ha... Stop making that face that gives me goosebumps. You who only talk about justice look like you're seeing those shameless and pretentious days of the past in this child's madness?"

Tezcatlipoca sneered and shifted his gaze to the soaring Tiamat.

"However... A god is willing to restrain her claws for her own child, and that child is willing to draw his sword against the entire world for the sake of the Beast that will end this world... It's truly a magnificent tragicomedy."

Tezcatlipoca casually threw his cigar to the ground and crushed it underfoot.

Artoria slightly tilted her head and said, "Hiding your respect behind such cruel words... As a god, your personality is truly awkward, Grand Berserker."

The supreme god of Aztec mythology shrugged in advance.

"After all, most humans are cowardly and afraid of death. When irresistible forces arise, they kneel on the ground and beg for the gods' forgiveness. But this child is different... He was fully aware that standing here meant opposing the Throne and Human Order, yet he still mustered the courage to draw his sword."

He paused for a moment, a wild smile appearing on his lips. "With this boldness and the courage to trample the world, he already deserves my respect."

He paused again, changing his tone to hint at his dissatisfaction with the world's defense system. "But in the end, that stingy and terrible Alaya system is still operating formally as usual."

"If I have to do this dirty work, at least give me a job I like. For example, Saber."

As the supreme god of war and conflict in Sumerian, Tezcatlipoca was qualified to hold multiple ranks, including Assassin, Saber, and even Grand Berserker.

Ultimately, as the "supreme god of Sumerian" living in the Age of Gods, he possessed a complete divine core and omnipotent authority. Even the vessel of the strongest spiritual foundation called "Grand" was merely an irritating weakening for him.

"Do you expect a defense mechanism full of holes to be perfect? Grand Berserker, you seem to have too many unrealistic fantasies about the Counter Force."

Goetia coldly interrupted the conversation.

The indifferent gaze of the Demon God King swept over the crowd before fixing on the soaring Tiamat. "Instead of lamenting over an insignificant person here, it would be better to end this quickly."

The instincts of the Sea of Life had only just begun, but the process of return would never stop.

Finally, Goetia glanced sideways at the already unconscious Matou Yuu behind him.

"Having courage is certainly a good thing, but without the power to support such arrogance in the face of absolute authority, it is merely ignorance and suicide."

As soon as he finished speaking, he ignored the variable that had become a threat and turned to lead the colossal calamity beast floating in the sky.

However, at that very moment—

Fwoosh.

A bone-chilling wind blew through the sea of flowers.

Matou Yuu, who had been standing like a statue, barely breathing, suddenly twitched his hanging hand. His index finger... moved slightly.

Immediately after, a streak of deep crimson light symbolizing a higher-dimensional calamity slowly ignited within him.

Merlin, the master of illusions, was the first to notice the strange change behind him.

He stopped, an expression of rare surprise appearing on his face.

"Oh?"

Even though his consciousness had been completely stripped away by the highest-level illusion, when his magical energy was exhausted, could he rely on his own obsession to struggle free from this dream that could destroy even gods?

After a moment of surprise, the flower magus couldn't help but chuckle softly. "As I thought... This is what I like most about humans—the dazzling fireworks that explode in desperate situations always bring unexpected surprises."

But unfortunately, the human miracle ended there.

He quietly shook his head and was about to turn and leave, having sorted out his thoughts.

However, the instant he turned around, the strange red light flickering within the young man's body began to swirl violently like flowing water.

BOOM——!

The very next moment, an unimaginable, terrifying magical energy—resembling a tangible deep crimson tsunami—erupted from the center!

The pink sea that had once enveloped Matou Yuu instantly turned to ash upon contact with this deep crimson aura.

Ba-dump...

Almost simultaneously, Merlin felt his heart skip a beat for the first time in a long while. A cold sensation ran up his spine to the top of his head, as if every hair on his body was desperately sounding an alarm.

Faced with this unprecedented sense of terror, the Grand magus froze on the spot, and the smile on his face gradually faded.

He maintained his completely stiffened posture and instinctively muttered, "Hey, hey... You're joking, right...?"

Even without turning around, Merlin could clearly sense it at this moment.

His aura was... He had already been locked onto by the person behind him.

Artoria was the second heroic spirit to notice something abnormal.

It was not because her insight was remarkable, but... she instinctively lowered her head and stared at the Star Holy Sword, which symbolized the planet's defense mechanism.

The holy sword, which had lost its brilliance from the very beginning, suddenly began to emit a faint hum, as if sensing a natural enemy.

Following the guidance of the holy sword, she suddenly turned her face and stared suspiciously at the young man behind her.

Before she knew it, the black-haired young man—who should have been unconscious in a deep coma after exhausting his magical energy—quietly opened his eyes.

His human-like jet-black pupils had somehow transformed into dignified and seductive crimson pupils.

——!!!

Buzz buzz

The instant the young man saw him, the Star Holy Sword suddenly shook violently.

Artoria looked down with an expression of disbelief, staring at the holy sword firmly gripped in her hand.

It was worth noting that even when facing Tiamat's complete rampage, the Star Holy Sword had not reached such an extreme state of complete liberation from restraint.

But at this very moment, because of Matou Yuu's awakening, this holy sword—the planet's highest defense mechanism—had truly exploded with such a strong reaction?!

On the opposite side, Romulus-Quirinus, Goetia, Gilgamesh, and even Enkidu all sensed this suffocating strangeness and turned their faces simultaneously.

Before they knew it, the young man—who should have been unconscious—had already shattered the illusion Merlin had cast.

He looked down at his own hand and observed everything here with curiosity, as if he had just been born into this world... even observing his own body.

"... Has he really freed himself from the flower magus's illusion with his own power?"

Enkidu furrowed his brows and said quietly. "Merlin, you're not secretly manipulating or suppressing him, are you?"

Merlin raised both hands helplessly, an expression of surrender appearing on his face. "This is the moment of humanity's extinction crisis. I can't afford to act recklessly at a time like this... There's no doubt he was under hypnosis just now."

Tezcatlipoca raised his eyebrows, a trace of amusement flashing in his eyes. "In other words... This child, who has completely exhausted both his magic and stamina, is trying to directly break your Grand illusion as the flower magus using only his own obsession?"

"No matter what suspicious methods he uses... There's no time left, so let's put him to sleep first."

Romulus-Quirinus, standing nearby, shattered everyone's doubts with a deep voice.

Behind this god, countless dazzling golden lights symbolizing Rome's founding and the principle of the World Tree suddenly appeared in the form of a sturdy Roman sculpture.

Currently, Tiamat's Sea of Life was slowly returning to this planet... There was no time to delay here.

"Everyone, please calm down... I feel like this child's condition is strange, so please let me confirm first."

However, just as Romulus-Quirinus was about to unleash his light, Merlin suddenly raised his staff and blocked everyone with a stern expression.

It was important to understand that the magical energy within Matou Yuu's body had been completely exhausted.

But now... Not only had his magical energy instantly returned to its peak, but even the wavelength of his magical energy had undergone a chilling change.

... This was clearly something wrong!

Hearing the tense conversation above, Fujimaru Ritsuka deep within the Underworld couldn't help but feel strong unease in her heart and looked up to shout, "Merlin-san, please put him to sleep gently..."

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing... It was just to check the state of his soul's depths for a moment."

Merlin turned around, smiled slightly, and spoke reassuringly.

He quickly suppressed his smile and shifted his gaze to the young man ahead.

Merlin's clairvoyance could see through the current world, but what he usually observed was merely the physical imagery of the planet's surface... as if watching surveillance footage of this planet.

And if he wanted to analyze the essence deep within someone's Saint Graph, he had to actively insert an observation probe into the deepest part of the target's soul and concentrate there.

At this moment, he was staring intently at Matou Yuu's soul core, trying to confirm the anomaly within.

——! Buzz

However, the instant his gaze touched the young man's soul, a deep crimson magical energy tinged with sacred color and eeriness began to spread like ripples centered on Matou Yuu.

Gradually, Merlin's breathing quickened, and fine beads of cold sweat quietly formed on his forehead.

"Still don't understand, Merlin?"

Goetia, standing nearby, had long since lost his patience. Behind him, the golden halo symbolizing the burning of human affairs suddenly began to rotate.

"Instead of wasting time on a human variable, let him——"

Before Goetia's cold declaration could finish, a sudden cry interrupted him.

As if staring intently at a higher-dimensional existence, the usually composed flower magus staggered two steps backward and could barely even hold his staff steady.

Vivid red blood flowed from his eye sockets, and Merlin pressed his eyes in pain.

Amid the surrounding surprised gazes, he muttered in a slightly trembling voice, "How is this possible... I can't even see what's inside his body?"

As a nightmare raised by Earth, Merlin's eyes could interpret anything within the laws of Earth if he wished.

But now, when he tried to probe into Matou Yuu's soul, he was immediately struck by a devastating backlash.

... Why?

The thoughts in the flower magus's mind rapidly faded along with the intense pain.

He endured the pain, barely opening his eyes, and stared at the young man ahead through the blood mist.

At that moment, a blue lightning bolt suddenly ran through his heart.

Wait a minute...

Merlin suddenly stopped moving, his eyes wavering slightly.

With his clairvoyance, he could observe anything on Earth.

Matou Yuu was truly a creature born on Earth.

But the man before him was clearly not the real Matou Yuu.

So if that was the case... then what was inside his body was not of this Earth?

Could it be...

Suddenly, as if he had realized a forbidden truth, his expression changed dramatically. He suddenly turned to the heroic spirits beside him and said urgently, "Everyone, be careful, this man is——"

Before he could finish speaking, Matou Yuu suddenly raised his gaze!

Those eerie deep crimson pupils seemed to swirl and intertwine like nebulae deep within his eyes.

They were rainbow-level Mystic Eyes capable of forcibly distorting physical concepts and the laws of the world from the pinnacle of the magical world.

The instant their eyes met, Merlin's voice suddenly stopped, and his entire body froze on the spot.

As a master of illusions who manipulated dreams and minds, if he were at his peak, he might not have been able to withstand higher-dimensional mental interference.

But merely trying to glimpse the depths of his soul had produced a terrifying backlash that completely shattered this Grand Caster's mental defenses, leaving him powerless to resist this absolute charm and suppression.

Before the gods and heroic spirits could react, Matou Yuu raised his right hand and spread his fingers wide.

——! Buzz

Space compressed to its limit, and with a dull explosion, the Moon King's gravity instantly activated.

The laws of gravity surrounding Merlin were instantly altered, and the flower magus's body could not resist being torn apart by the terrifying gravity.

Then Matou Yuu casually waved his hand.

With a muffled sound, this Grand magus—standing at the pinnacle of magical power—was violently slammed deep into the ruins and completely lost consciousness.

"Uwaah..."

Witnessing this unreasonable and terrifying power, Tezcatlipoca slightly narrowed his eyes.

Even without the clairvoyance of the Grand, this supreme god of Sumerian had already sensed the scent of a top-tier predator from the opponent's completely different aura.

"Looks like the soul has changed."

The man stared intently at the young man ahead. "I have no intention of fighting someone I don't know... Before we begin, please state your true name."

Matou Yuu twisted his lips mockingly.

He lightly surveyed the supreme god of Sumerian. "If an ant wants to know the name of the empty moon, it must possess the power to command respect... But unfortunately, thanks to Alaya's mercy, even though you barely wear the outer shell of the Grand, your spiritual foundation is nothing but flawed, and you don't even have the right to know your own name."

Hearing these mercilessly arrogant words, Tezcatlipoca's finger gripping the gun suddenly froze, and veins bulged on his forehead.

After a brief silence.

A deep laugh escaped from the depths of the supreme god of Sumerian's throat.

He raised his head, his eyes filled with killing intent and madness.

"Ha... Ha! Qualification? Truly impressive... Since the end of the Age of Gods, this is the first time I've heard someone say such arrogant words to the First Sun in my own territory."

The anger on his face was completely swallowed by fierce excitement filled with fighting spirit. He suddenly raised the modern muzzle in his hand, pointing the dark barrel straight at Matou Yuu's forehead.

"I wonder if this borrowed shell can truly support your arrogant death wish——!!!"

Bang——!

The instant his words fell, the divine power of the supreme god of Sumerian completely erupted!

This time, he showed no mercy. The sky was suddenly enveloped in endless darkness and smoke. The phantom of an ancient Aztec pyramid rose from the ruins, as if the entire world had been instantly dragged into an underground underworld filled with blood sacrifices and war flames.

"The sun sets. Appear here—the First Sun Xibalba!"

Divine-level firepower mixed with black smoke, granting the law of death to all things, transformed into a pitch-black light cannon roaring toward the arrogant young man.

"Didn't I just say it?"

The young man slightly raised his face, staring at the divine weapon symbolizing the strongest strike of the Grand heroic spirit.

"Using a flawed Alaya against me is blasphemy against the word 'strength.'"

"Witness true power, lowly one."

"Matou Yuu" chanted ancient words in a calm voice that made even the laws of Earth tremble.

"——Marble Phantasm."

The instant his words fell, the laws of Earth in this space suddenly changed.

A colossal, tragic, and captivatingly enormous blood-red moon suddenly covered the night sky of this battlefield.

Beneath the deep crimson moonlight, the laws of the world within a radius of several kilometers were forcibly altered.

Gaia's gravity was completely stripped away, and the celestial gravity belonging to the "Moon" instantly dominated the battlefield.

Crack.

Suddenly, a sharp cracking sound echoed across the battlefield.

The instant Tezcatlipoca's enraged divine weapon firepower touched the forward domain, it emitted a sharp scream like shattering glass.

Immediately after, countless cracks like a spiderweb spread across the pitch-black light cannon.

Finally, it shattered in midair like a fragile mirror, transforming into the dim sky filled with particles of light.

This sight left everyone present momentarily stunned.

This kind of power, capable of forcibly shattering even concepts, completely exceeded the common sense of everyone there.

Gilgamesh stared intently at the young man enveloped in blood-red moonlight.

This man's aura was not the South American alien spider "ORT" he had suspected earlier.

Then who... was he?

Meanwhile, the Chaldea side seemed to have lost all sound due to this sudden development.

They had witnessed a human magus who should have been exhausted and driven to despair... actually suppressing multiple Grand heroes at the pinnacle of myth with his own power?

And in this suffocating atmosphere, a mocking cold laugh suddenly broke the stalemate.

"It's no wonder I felt disgust the instant I saw this shell... In other words, deep within this little ghost's soul, there's a pitiful wandering soul like a parasite, waiting for the moment his will collapses?"

Goetia's colossal golden beast slowly stepped forward, and a golden halo symbolizing destruction quietly appeared behind him.

"However... No matter who you are, you've now fallen to the point of appearing in the world by borrowing a broken human body. This is precisely the proof... Are you nothing more than a defeated dog stripped of your body?"

Faced with Goetia's sharp words, Matou Yuu showed no emotion on his face.

He simply stared curiously at the colossal halo of light high in the sky behind Goetia.

Eventually, he quietly laughed. "I see... So it's no wonder Tiamat wants to stop resetting the planet's surface."

"There's heat gathering behind you... If I'm not mistaken, you should be able to completely incinerate three thousand years of human history, right?"

The curve of Matou Yuu's lips gradually took on a mocking tone as his gaze finally settled on the golden colossal beast before him.

"Let me guess what you plan to do with this fuel... For someone who doesn't understand the concept of time travel, the only purpose of storing such enormous energy is to make a leap that transcends the limits of time and space."

"Don't tell me... You want to go back 4.6 billion years, to the beginning of this planet's birth, and reset the life loop without the concept of 'death.'"

"If I'm not mistaken... You probably want to replace Gaia and transform into a new celestial body, right?"

The instant he finished speaking, Goetia's cold smile vanished in an instant.

His deep crimson beast-like eyes sharply contracted as he stared at the black-haired young man, and an unprecedented killing intent overflowed from his gaze.

However, the young man seemed not to notice this killing intent and simply sighed and said, "In a sense, those who try to replace Gaia are actually pests of this planet."

"If I were Gaia, I would do everything in my power to drive you away... After all, you can even threaten Gaia."

"And coincidentally..."

Matou Yuu slowly raised his hand, lightly tapping his fingertips in the void as he smiled. "I happen to have some free time right now, so I'll clean up this problem."

As he finished speaking, Artoria looked down in surprise.

She vaguely felt that the Star Holy Sword, which functioned as the planet's defense mechanism, had suddenly responded to some call and emitted a faint, trembling sound filled with excitement and joy.

"Is that so?"

Goetia seemed not to notice this subtle anomaly. Rather, his intense anger had completely stripped away his pretense.

He stared intently at the young man before him with a gaze filled with compassion and extreme cruelty.

"What a pitiful ant. Despite being human, you were willing to exhaust your soul to oppose this authority that saved humanity, and now you've fallen so low as to sell your body to an unknown evil spirit from beyond the stars... Let me personally end this contradictory and insane, despairing karma——!"

BOOM——!

Accompanied by the Demon God King's fierce roar, the halo of light from the Third Noble Phantasm high in the sky began rotating at maximum speed.

"Ars Almadel Salomonis——!!!"

A fierce aurora capable of evaporating seas descended with a roar like the sacred sword of judgment, attempting to incinerate the young man and the tragic blood-red moon behind him.

However, facing that earth-shaking light, Matou Yuu simply turned sideways and extended his right hand toward Artoria nearby.

——! Buzz

Artoria's heart stopped for an instant. She felt terrified that the Star Holy Sword in her hand had sensed some gravity and was struggling violently.

The very next moment, a "shuu" sound rang out.

The Star Holy Sword was forcibly torn from Artoria's hand and landed in Matou Yuu's palm as a dazzling golden streak.

He slightly lowered his gaze, staring intently at the golden blade as he muttered to himself. "This represents Earth's defense armor and can repel extraterrestrial enemies... Eh? It's truly a weapon that suits you."

"Unfortunately, even if a Grand appears, as the user of the Star Holy Sword, it seems you don't understand the true way to use this sword at all."

"Watch carefully, Saber."

Matou Yuu picked up the holy sword forged from the planet's brilliance and lightly swung it upward from below.

BOOM——!!!

Under the highest authority of the planet's allies, the Star Holy Sword was completely unleashed!

Accompanied by a golden flash that pierced heaven and earth, the Star Holy Sword pierced the center with overwhelming force, perfectly bisecting Goetia and the colossal golden halo of light behind him.

The golden beast in the sky had no time to react. Under his completely dazed gaze, his colossal Saint Graph instantly evaporated along with the breath of the Star Holy Sword.

Fragments of broken consciousness quietly returned to the Throne of the Heroes, severed from the timeline, awaiting a long regeneration.

Watching the golden light and smoke slowly fade, Matou Yuu quietly turned his face and stared at Artoria amid the battlefield and crowd that had been enveloped in complete silence for a long time.

"This is how to use the Star Holy Sword."

…

...London, Clock Tower.

Outside the window, rain poured incessantly.

Occasionally accompanied by muffled thunder tearing through the night sky, the dean's office at the top of the tower flickered with dim light.

Brishisan held a teacup and elegantly took a sip of black tea.

"What a rare guest... Zelretch. I never thought you would come all the way to find me, a half-buried old man in this fading Age of Mystery."

An aged voice echoed as the old dean of the Clock Tower turned around and smiled at the Old Man of the Jewels who had appeared in the shadows without notice.

The two elders in the room were both founders who had witnessed and participated in the construction of the Clock Tower around the 1st century AD.

In that ancient era, when Mystery had not yet completely disappeared, they had stood side by side and together laid the absolute foundation of the modern Mage's Association.

If Brishisan symbolized the administrative center of the Clock Tower, then Zelretch was the pinnacle of magecraft and the most terrifying military deterrent that magus could hardly compare to.

Due to conflicting ideals, the two had rarely sat at the same table for many years.

That was why, upon seeing the Old Man of the Jewels who wielded the Second Magic suddenly appear late at night, Brishisan even thought the sun might be about to rise from the west.

"Why aren't you saying anything?"

The old dean stared at the elder before him and said, "After defeating Crimson Moon back then, did you feel bored after years of observation and come to talk to me, your old friend?"

The Old Man of the Jewels did not respond to this teasing.

With a "clack," he threw a folder onto the table.

"What's this?"

Brishisan slightly raised his eyebrows, glanced at the Old Man of the Jewels, and then had the opportunity to open the document folder.

What came into view was a student file from the Clock Tower.

"Matou Yuu...?"

Brishisan casually scanned the resume under the photo and couldn't help but chuckle. "From Fuyuki City in Japan, a descendant of the Matou family..." He raised his face and stared at the Old Man of the Jewels. "Did you come to see me late at night just to talk about this?"

"Brishisan, you seem to be sitting high up in the Clock Tower and completely unaware of what's happening outside."

Seeing the old dean's faint smile, the old Gem slowly exhaled and said, "...It's highly likely that Crimson Moon is not dead."

"And... she is very likely related to this student of your academy."

BOOM!

Outside the window, pale lightning tore through the night sky.

Raindrops violently hammered the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the spacious, luxurious dean's office was enveloped in an eerie silence the instant those words fell.

The smile on the old dean's face completely froze.

After a long silence, Brishisan slightly moved his lips and smiled while trying to regain his usual composure and elegance. "This joke is really not funny at all..."

"It's not a joke. Until just recently, I had confirmed it... Crimson Moon has indeed been reincarnated on this planet."

"And..."

He stared solemnly at the elder before him.

"If the Association does not fully intervene in Snowfield City... this planet will probably face a major problem."

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