Chapter 517

Finally, at her parents' graves, the girl learned that everything about Sasun was actually Fate. She launched a final battle against the god in the sky, questioning the god who had manipulated Sasun's Fate in a bloody battle with the seven Angel under his command.

"You deceived me! You made me bear the Evil, and I finally waited for the moment to kill you! If it weren't for you, my father wouldn't have died, my mother wouldn't have died, and my aunt and sister wouldn't have died! Now I will avenge my hatred and regrets against Sasun right here and now!"

The roar shook the air; that skill, which defied the laws of physics, should have possessed the power to destroy the Grand Canyon.

Then.

Everything around Novia vanished into nothingness.

Since her skills were enough to ignore the laws of physics, then Novia had transcended the laws of physics. With just a glance, the Saint Novia Cathedral behind him made countless legendary treasures, both real and fake, possible, rendering Little Garm's skills ineffective.

"... Well, I still have to say, I didn't know you at all before!"

"If you don't recognize me now—if you've truly forgotten me now, then carve my name once more into your soul!"

What Little Garm shouted was less a word and more a roar, and chains spewed up from beneath her feet and shot toward Novia.

But this tactic was ineffective against Novia.

Novia used the Extinction of the Firmament to sever the chains that attacked her one by one, turning them into embers of Od. Amidst the torrential rain of Od, only Little Garm's dull, murky blue eyes seemed to shine brightly.

... What exactly did Yahweh, or the 'I' she referred to, do?

Novia let the question that had been posed to her subconscious echo vaguely in her mind.

He had no clue whatsoever, nor did he think he could remember anything.

Even though she couldn't remember, Novia still showed an expression full of firm will and conviction.

"Don't worry, even so, I will do my best to defeat you."

Novia and Little Garm's footsteps overlapped as they threw a punch together, the astonishing impact sweeping everything away. Even the Grand Sanctuary of Secret Treasures roared, and even Ouroboros and Chitose, who were fighting outside the Underworld Tokyo, were affected.

The battle between man and God continues.

An earth-shattering battle, in which both sides unleash all their Od and power without reservation, is ongoing.

In a Christ world, no one should be able to intervene in this deadly battle.

According to the epic, Little Garm is immortal. The reason he chose to become one with the earth after the bloody battle was because he despised the hypocritical human world.

Besides the Buddha, the Sun UO, and the Holy Spirit who has not yet ascended, Novia possesses another power that can be said to 'completely' destroy the earth: the Fifth Sun, which is defined as the One God of the Americas.

So, the silver-haired youth whispered.

"The Maya unveiled their Second Sun."

The moment the words left her lips, Novia's hair turned golden, but instead of turning her into a shirtless man with Jaguar Man Mask, she adopted a wrestling outfit similar to Quetzalcoatl's.

This is normal, after all, it's the Noble Phantasm of the Second Sun, which Novia borrowed for use, so he doesn't mind making appropriate changes.

Little Garm suddenly felt a part of the power of that former god return, right in the body of Novia before him.

That Divine Aura not only circulated through him, but also flowed through her own body.

That was a magnificent and solemn Od.

Then Little Garm roared.

"Jehovah!"

Perhaps knowing this was the moment that would decide the outcome of the battle, she directly wielded the Holy Sword of the Sea with both hands, unleashing a powerful Od capable of destroying worlds in epic tales.

Novia took a half step forward, released the Extinction of the Firmament, and her body surged forward, dodging the immense Od that was like a homing cannon.

He then crouched down behind Little Garm, standing right next to her.

The silver-haired youth and she together grasped the hilt of the Holy Sword, then whispered again:

"The Fifth Sun's blazing flames also consumed the gods."

That was a strike technique that could even break off Tiamat's horn and bring her to a standstill, even though Servant as a Servant.

After bursting forth with a bright red light, it instantly outlined a crimson Sun behind Novia.

His raised left arm burst into flames, the heat of which far surpassed that of the 'Probability Sun,' instantly melting everything around him into nothingness. The blazing flames shone with a crimson radiance, as if intending to paint the world a fiery red.

However, the crimson light that should have been emanating from Little Garm's Holy Sword of the Sea as a form of defense paused briefly.

In Little Garm's vision, the air seemed to surge and fill his entire field of vision as if it were about to tear his eyes apart.

Then the White-Haired Girl felt an icy Authority and a powerful, overwhelming Authority surrounding her.

However, she felt the warmth of the person who held Authority.

This is the god she once loved.

In the next instant, the world around them turned into the darkness of the Universe, and the Ocean Planet on which humanity depends for survival was right beneath their feet.

Then--

Novia, holding Little Garm, let her fall from the sky with her head as the landing point.

As she landed on the ground, her body felt like it had fallen apart; the damage was more severe than she had imagined.

No, that's not called consumption.

Instead, it was pulverized.

With each passing second, something within her body would shatter, causing her frail body to slowly disintegrate into Od particles and vanish... One of the most powerful heroes in the Christ tradition, the tyrannical hero who killed seven Angel before God, was about to be destroyed in this way.

"Ugh... Damn God..."

While Little Garm was still displaying his arrogant expression.

Before her, lying on the ground, the incredibly beautiful, crimson-glowing Holy Sword of the Sea flew toward her hand.

As she slowly reached out to take the sword, she met Novia's gaze, who was trying to stop the sword from advancing.

The silver-haired youth's surprised expression lasted for a second, then he revealed a very gentle smile.

His expression was so happy and nostalgic that Little Garm almost forgot that he was acting this way because of him.

"Okay, you can take it."

Then, looking at the Little Garm, who was curled up and slowly dissipating while clutching the Holy Sword of the Sea, Novia's expression turned solemn, and she murmured to herself:

"... Feel sorry."

But.

The Spiritrons swirled around Little Garm and dissipated, but the girl herself remained lying there. Upon closer inspection, it was discovered that what had dissipated was her thin white clothing, which was now literally completely naked.

"Huh?! Who is this? Why is he lying here naked?"

The Bounded Field surrounding Tokyo Tower had dissipated, and at that moment, a voice that sounded very familiar to Novia rang out not far behind Little Garm.

"... Luce?"

The one who suddenly appeared was Luce, Euclid had previously summoned with 'Hastur'.

She hurriedly placed the yellow raincoat on the unconscious Little Garm.

"Wait a minute! Your the Holy One! You mustn't peek! That's something only a perverted lk would do! You absolutely cannot do that!"

Earlier, at the end of the Kanda Festival in the shopping district.

"... Hmm."

Erice moaned softly.

"This name..."

The nonsensical title, "Poimandres," made Erice somewhat uncomfortable.

"Let me reintroduce myself. I am an Alchemy from the Atlas Institute who has lived for five hundred years. My full name is John Dee."

In that instant, the fire on the Sacrificial Altar began to illuminate the surroundings brilliantly, drawing attention to the Saturn Devouring His Son hanging on the statue of Elijah in front of the Sacrificial Altar.

"The Lord's world shouldn't be just like this. The Lord is unfathomable, and few in the world can reach Him, except for the Savior and the Holy One... Therefore, I want to know what kind of world can be created under the Lord's miracles... This has always been my wish."

Dee's smile showed no Evil, not even a trace of malice.

Besides Ouroboros, Little Mher, Cleopatra, he actually had another Servant, although in a sense that it did not belong to him but was his child—from a worldly perspective, John Dee in his later years was quite disgraceful.

He was taken from everything by a down-on-his-luck nobleman in the name of Angel, including his beloved wife, and even had a child with her, whom he raised as his own... But John knew that the nobleman was a fraud, though the Angel was real, and that was the child.

Because he personally 'Alchemy' it and then ate it bite by bite.

Originally Dee thought that Little Mher would be enough, but unexpected consequences arose, so she had to rely on her child Servant, who was Alchemy integrated with her, to deal with Tiamat. As long as she could delay her, no one could stop the birth of 'Poimandres'.

"Waaah, you naughty child! Did you cause all this? You're driving your mother crazy!"

"Shut up!"

Dee glared at Tiamat, "The god I believe in is the one in heaven, and his mother is only the Holy Mother. You, a Mesopotamia Primordial Mother Goddess, have no right to call her that."

"Waaah..."

Tiamat, who had been glared at fiercely, muttered under her breath, "It's all the same..."

"So, what exactly are you trying to do? Is it just to stop the Kanda Festival? What will happen after the Kanda Festival is completed?"

With that, Erice stood up.

She remained extremely calm at this moment.

"It is and it is not."

The Alchemy shook his head. "It's all because of you, Utsumi Erice."

"... Me? Because I can't summon Servant?"

"No, you are not incapable of summoning Servant."

Dee smiled, "It's not that no Servant is qualified to become your Familiar."

"What does this mean?"

"Literally, you are a miracle, originating from God's will, having received the Holy Word and witnessed the beautiful Order of the Universe, being the offspring of your own elements and spirit, and the ruling spirit of the world."

Undoubtedly, apart from Dee and Cleopatra, almost no one present understood these professional Alchemy remarks. However, Rushana stared thoughtfully at Erice and herself.

But Dee ignored their confusion and continued speaking to herself:

"The ending was actually unveiled long ago. On the grand Theater of the New Era, countless Servant flowed in endlessly, and the actors danced with all their might. The various foreshadowings laid out over time are now finally moving towards the true ending."

In that instant, Thunderbolt appeared in Dee's hand.

It is not the Authority of God.

Rather, it was his inherent ability as a child of Angel.

The Alchemy drew upon the power he had gained from the child he had devoured, allowing it to shatter the statue of Ilya behind him, which Saturn Devouring His Son.

Therefore, atmospheric scorching occurs.

Only intense burn marks remained on the 'Ōkuninushi's' Phoenix Palanquin, and Tiamat disappeared without a trace.

"Tiamat and Novia? What an astonishing coincidence, or perhaps it was inevitable? Maybe there really is a world that even I can't fully simulate, but now that all the unplanned characters have disappeared, it looks like we can finally move forward."

The Alchemy, still smiling, spoke in a nonchalant tone.

"Yeah, wouldn't it be a shame if the final act didn't include Gao Chao?"

After a long silence, Cleopatra spoke, "Kill that shrine Miko of Kanda Shrine, Rushana."

"Damn it! Who would obediently listen to you like that? I'm—"

Before Rushana could finish speaking, he simply squinted and stared at the little Miko maiden below. Erice could not discern any emotion or intention from her expression.

However, as Cleopatra spoke, a blood-red crystal appeared before Rushana.

"This is..."

Erice knew exactly what it was.

Paracelsus, the receptionist at the Psychological Reception Room who had met the Demon King, once said something like this:

Artificial Spirit that combines the powers of earth, water, fire, wind, and air.

Although it is an existence beyond reality, it is not Phantasmal Species. It is an elemental block of the Five Great Attributes. It can be used as a pool to store Od, or applied to defense or attack. It can also be used as research material and a catalyst for Ritual Magecraft.

Paracelsus hailed it as a mysterious being who would ultimately guide humanity to its Root.

The Philosopher's Stone?!