Chapter 209
"After despair, there is always hope!"
The shimmering flames transformed into explosive energy.
So-called special attack Noble Phantasm are Noble Phantasm activated by infusing one's own life force. They do not belong to the categories of attacking people or armies. They are Noble Phantasm that possess destructive power sufficient to annihilate the enemy, even at the cost of a one-way ticket. Theoretically, no matter what kind of hero, there is only one way to deal with this Noble Phantasm: to eliminate it quickly. The flames of the burning Saintess will burn away all kinds of saints, demons, and humans who oppose it.
The shimmering flames were so beautiful, Novia couldn't help but think, after all, these flames were Jeanne d'Arc of Arc's life.
At the same time, he was also puzzled by Jeanne d'Arc. He originally thought that with Amakusa and the Gold-Faced White-Haired Man both leaving the stage and the Greater Grail being destroyed, the game should be about to end. He thought that if the Crowd wanted to stay a few more days, he would use his Od to provide support, and if they didn't want to, he would just return to his seat... But as soon as he returned, Jeanne d'Arc gave him a 'Red Lotus Saintess' attack.
You said that if you and she were enemies, Novia would feel normal, but we've been getting along quite well these past few days. Besides, it was you, Jeanne d'Arc, who came up to me to form an alliance. Now, everything has ended happily, but you, Jeanne d'Arc, suddenly pulled this stunt. So all that was just an undercover operation before?
In conclusion, Novia is fully capable of confronting Jeanne d'Arc, a conceptual crystallization of weaponry capable of destroying all kinds of saints, demons, and humans.
Perhaps those unrelated to the Church would indeed be eliminated by Jeanne d'Arc of Arc's life-or-death attack, but Novia would not, because he established the largest Foundation in the human world, the very foundation of the Church.
Meanwhile, Novia: Was it meaningful for Jeanne d'Arc to fight herself? And why did she have to fight herself?
He was a little confused, but in the end he smiled; he had never intended to reject it in the first place.
"Alright, Jeanne d'Arc, I will do as you wish and fight you to your heart's content."
With Novia's resounding announcement, Joan of Jeanne d'Arc's original world was transformed; the sea of fire was swept away, replaced by an ordinary rural landscape.
Whether it's the 'Malignant City Babylon' in London, the 'Hell from which no one can escape' in the Castle of Château d'If, or the 'extreme of mystery and reality' in the Fifth-Century War, the Eternal City 'Rome' and the Water City Tenochtitlan 'the original landscape of the Americas ', these landscapes, whether good or bad, can all be displayed as one of his Reality Marble, as if they have actually been integrated together and can be randomly selected.
As for the village that replaced the sea of fire, Novia had been there, and Jeanne d'Arc knew where it was, and couldn't help but swallow hard at the thought—
Her hometown, Domrémy village.
In the midst of an otherwise ordinary landscape, only her flames stood out, rushing toward Novia with their original purpose in mind.
Then, the world roared, the atmosphere howled and swirled, and the space seemed on the verge of destruction. Flames danced wildly, engulfing Novia, and the world tried to stop them. The all-consuming flames expanded, causing Novia's Jaguar Man Mask to fall off.
A sudden silence.
"You, you, how could this be...?"
The sound someone made dissipated.
That's all--
The mask fell off, and her hair returned to its silver hue.
"Excellent, excellent! To be able to transcend this mental image and bring this thing down without me doing anything—your will is incredibly strong. I acknowledge you, Jeanne d'Arc!"
Novia laughed heartily, a laugh she hadn't had in a long time.
"Jeanne d'Arc, is your wish to destroy me? Very well, I now have a great fondness for those with a fighting spirit. Come, challenge me, and I will reward you!"
Perhaps it was because her position as the Sun God belonged to the Americas, or perhaps it was simply her intention, or something else entirely; in any case, while Novia abolished Human Sacrifice, she generously accepted those willing to challenge her and demonstrated her highest level of performance.
"The Fifth Sun of the Americas, my name, the Supreme Being Sun — Favia Tonatiuh."
This was accompanied by Novia's announcement.
Countless bands of light, equivalent to Magic Circuits, surged forth from the deepest part of the mental world—the ground, the air, and Od ceiling—instantly filling the village of Domrémy in the night. At that moment, in that instant, Temple and Faith throughout the Americas continued to transmit various abilities corresponding to their worshipped gods.
In the world of mental images, the Sun appeared, and the wrath of the sky began to resound.
Favia Tonatiuh
That is, the Supreme Being god of the Americas, the only Sun that reflects all things, the omnipotent and loving one, the owner of the Universe, the ruler of all things, the commander of the Sun, the Protection of the Americas, the god of all the Americas, the master of All Creation, the Sun's favorite, the most powerful force of life, the Supreme Being one, the eternal victor.
In the Americas mythology, the name of the greatest and most powerful Sun God who reigns over the entire world.
Under the strongest Sun's rays, everyone in the world receives everything in its glory.
"King of Kings, my name is Avia, King of the Huns."
Equivalent to a re-enactment of the battlefields of the fifth century, he single-handedly launched a bloody war that influenced the course of the entire Eurasia Continent. Historically hailed as the one that determined the Fate Europe, and in the Magecraft World as the one that determined the Fate of the Magecraft World, the 'Battle of Châlons' has manifested twice. The green land of Domrémy Village can now only be seen as red blood and red fire.
Avia--
He is the King of Kings, the King of the Wild Hunt, the Storm King, the King of All Empires, the one recognized by the benevolent god Ahura Mazda as the one of justice and covenant, the one who holds the sacred fire in his heart, the source of destruction for all worlds, the Death God of death who destroys this world, the destroyer of all worlds, the Wrath of the Supreme Being Heaven, the manifestation of Apocalypse.
In the AD, the King of the Huns directly or indirectly contributed to the decline in the overall population of Eurasia.
People have fallen because of death, but they cannot stop the advancing momentum that has turned into Sea of Blood.
However, while these things were extremely shocking to Jeanne d'Arc, she could still accept them because she had gleaned some information from Siegfried's attitude. But the names that followed were enough to leave her completely stunned.
"The founder of the Church, in my name, the Holy One — Novia."
In an instant, on the land that resembled a sea of Sea of Blood, appeared the figures of hundreds of people, reflecting the entire field and the world.
Based on the Noble Phantasm 'Owner of Sacred Secrets' and the skill 'The Holy One - Pope', these are the figures of all the Pope who have existed since the founding of the Church, manifested through the use of their automatic consciousness. Each Pope possesses EX-level Magic Resistance, a minimum level of A- Territory Creation, and the Ruler all.
Basically, everyone except the Pope himself and the second Pope Nero appeared. However, from another perspective, if Draco, who had become a beast, could come here, he might be able to turn back into Nero. At this moment, in addition to the figures of the Pope, there were also illusory shadows of Angels and Demons.
In addition, Jeanne d'Arc saw many unfamiliar Saint, people who had received the grace of the Church and the grace of God, including even a female Pope who was considered a fictional figure, and Pope Alexander VI the Renaissance.
There is politics within the Church. As the world's largest Faith organization, its internal power struggles are always extremely fierce, with incredibly complex chess games laid out, gradually expanding their territory, and everyone burning with ambition.
Different philosophies.
Different situations.
Different cultures.
Different Magecraft.
Different approaches.
However, in the presence of the founder, all these people, whether Pope or Saint, felt the same tension.
After all, every Pope considers himself their Inheritance, so such tension is quite normal.
Novia--
The First Pope of the Church the Sanctuary Church, the founder of the Church, the builder of the largest Foundation of humanity, the Faith Founder, the destroyer of the Antichrist, the architect of the world's mystical order, the head of all God's servants, the writer of the New Covenant, the leader of the Kingdom of Heaven on earth, the forerunner of the world, the supreme head of the universal Church, the servant of the Holy Land, the teacher of the Rome provinces, the judge of the Heaven's Gate, the one who continued the Roman Empire, the one whose arms were stained with the blood of Demon, the Angel who followed the glory of victory, the one who brought forth new light, the one who sought the blessing of the world.
The Holy One founded the Holy Church of Faith in the world, in the First Century AD.
The voices of people accompany and sing their names.
Though unknown to most, he was the Holy Spirit who initiated the fall from heaven against the one true God.
As things had unfolded, Jeanne d'Arc gripped her sword, aiming it at Novia amidst the countless people. Suppressing her anguish, she simply stared ahead—
The girl simply endured the blinding vortex of light.
Perhaps, at this moment, she looks like Demon fighting against all the good in the world.
Perhaps, at this moment, she looks like Saintess confronting a falling morning star.
However, the members of the Church, who had manifested because of Novia, looked at Jeanne d'Arc, who was known as Saintess, and could not accept her standing up against Novia. They could even say she was hostile to the entire Church, regardless of her true nature... and had a strong inclination to label her Demon...
At this moment, Jeanne d'Arc of Arc had long since accepted her defeat, and she could no longer even lift her sword, for she had already used the life-consuming Noble Phantasm 'Red Lotus Saintess' and was destined to leave the stage soon.
Ahhhh, no, that's not right! Something here is fundamentally wrong!
But at this moment, the girl's mind was in complete turmoil because Novia had revealed her name and she had used the Red Lotus Saintess to attack.
How could the Lord's Revelation be wrong...? No, no, it can't be like that, it can't be wrong...
The Lord's Revelation cannot be wrong, and Lord Novia, as the Holy One, cannot be evil. To call him evil is a ridiculous joke; he is the Holy One even this country boy knows...
So what should I do now?
Jeanne d'Arc was completely unaware.
However, the only one who is at fault is oneself...
The girl's consciousness gradually faded, and in her final moments, she reached out her hand and murmured:
"I'm so... so... sorry... I... please forgive me--"
In this process, Jeanne d'Arc of Amakusa before her, desperately tried to remember 'regret'.
In short, the girl was filled with regret and could not forgive herself for her mistake.
This is an emotion that resurfaced after the girl's death. The cruel fire she faced while alive was, in her view, a fitting end for her, because she believed that the life saved and the life taken were equivalent.
Therefore, Jeanne d'Arc of Arc, remembering this feeling at that moment, resolved that if she ever saw Novia again, she would make him forgive her, no matter what she had to do, as long as she was forgiven...
280: Divine Ancestor: Oh, Rome! (4k)
"Damn it, the Master and the Caster's presence has vanished..."
Before Novia was pulled into the Red Lotus Saintess by Jeanne d'Arc, within the Noble Phantasm "Hanging Gardens of Vanity" of the Red Faction Assassin Semiramis, the four remaining Servant of the Red Faction gathered together.
"The Master has vanished, and even the aura of the Greater Grail is gone. It seems we've failed, both for us and for the Black Faction."
Achilles ignored the agitated Semiramis, put his hands behind his head and said nonchalantly.
His attitude was quite normal. After all, with the Greater Grail gone, they had no reason to fight anymore. Moreover, they had all lost their Od supply, so their disappearance was only a matter of time, whether it was a few hours or a few days.
"But that the Americas Sun God's power is truly off the charts. He's practically Poseidon reincarnated, and he does indeed have a faint Poseidon aura. Could there be some connection? But that shouldn't be the case. When I was alive, I only ever heard of the Norse and Babylon people..."
After Achilles finished speaking, Atalanta, who had put away her bow, responded calmly.
"Achilles, to be precise, the one whose status in the world is equivalent to that of Zeus, not Poseidon."
"I know, elder sister, the Holy Grail has already conveyed this message to me."
"Then why..."
"Because Lord Poseidon is also a chief god, and I received help from Lord Poseidon, so I'll say it's Poseidon. If it were my Teacher, he'd probably say Lord Zeus is alive, and you, elder sister..." Achilles smiled slightly, "Shouldn't it be Lord Artemis? But I feel it's better to say Lord Apollo."
"... I see."
Atalanta didn't pay much attention to Achilles' antics, and what he said was indeed her thought; at the beginning, she had indeed sensed the presence of the Moon Goddess from the Sun God of the Americas.
"It's probably because of the unity of all gods," Semiramis said, her mood slightly calmer. "After all, there are many Deity with similar Authority and Authority in mythology all over the world. For the Chief Sun God is written in mythology and reveals the New Era with blood, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that he embodies the entire pantheon. It's normal for you two to be able to sense a similar aura of Authority from him."
According to the Americas mythology that has been passed down to this day, which is a composite of the Aztec, Maya, and Indian mythologies, this is what it says:
Tonatiuh is the Sun God of the Americas, whose name means "eternal sun," the Fifth Sun, the lord of the eternal Sun, and also the lord of Heaven and Hell.
It is said that when the gods created the Fifth Sun Era, they still insisted on Human Sacrifice. Tonatiuh, unwilling to continue this way, threw the gods into a bonfire and burned them to death. At the same time, he killed the resurrected Water Monster Cipactli, and created the Fifth Sun Era without sacrifice at the cost of everything in the past world.
The burning of the gods is seen as a manifestation of achieving Unity of All Gods, while the killing of the Water Monster Cipactli without any cost is seen as the opposite of the sacrifice of the Tezcatlipoca among the Primordial Four Children. Therefore, the world does not need to continue to sacrifice because of the sacrifice of the gods.
In the Aztec calendar, Tonatiuh is the ruler of the "first to thirteenth days" of the "Thirteen-Day Cycle". Before Tonatiuh is the god Chalchiuhtlicue, and following Tonatiu is Tlaloc, which is why Tlaloc is the first god to appear in the story.
"That's true, but the idea of a god-king burning all the gods sounds incredibly cruel..."
"But that's only relative to God; for humanity, it's the best choice."
"... It's quite rare that His Majesty the Divine Ancestor didn't repeat Rome's mistakes."
After being interrupted, Achilles realized that it was Romulus had been silent for a long time.
"Hahaha!" Upon hearing this, the crimson-red Divine Ancestor grinned, revealing his teeth in a hearty laugh. "Because that is the incomparably magnificent Rome! Everything in Rome is Protection him and us!"
"Yes, yes, that's right, it's Rome!"
Perhaps influenced by the atmosphere of the Divine Ancestor, Achilles also began to repeat his studies.
"Sigh..." Semiramis, feeling that these two were really unreliable, turned to Atalanta seemed to be in a normal mood, and asked, "What are your plans next?"
Atalanta frowned and said:
"We have now lost our Master, have no Od supply, the disparity in strength between us and the enemy is so great, and most importantly, we no longer have a reason to fight. So let's return to our respective places once our remaining Od is depleted."
Semiramis understood this perfectly well. Indeed, as Atalanta said, all she had to do was wait for his return. However, Semiramis was extremely unwilling to accept this, because control of her Familiar, the Dove, had been taken away. That creature was someone she considered her true parent; how could she simply give up like this...?
But she simply couldn't win, and she couldn't unite the three of them either.
"The world is full of romance, Rome, come with me to see Rome!"
Just as Semiramis felt he had no choice but to do this, Romulus, who was talking to Achilles, suddenly opened his arms to the three of them and shouted, like an elder who dotes on a child.
"... ha?"
"That's right. Since things have come to this, it would be a real shame not to see such a powerful being. Besides, our Teacher is there too, let's go together, eldest sister, let's go with Lady Semira Kamemus."
Before Semiramis and Atalanta could respond, Achilles stood up and followed Romulus, indicating his agreement.
Atalanta figured she didn't really have anything to do, and all she had to do was wait to leave, so she agreed.
As for Semiramis, well, things have come to this, so let him go.