Scathach and Skadi's Combined Double Team

Compared to before, the changes in the world are obvious.

The Holy Grail solidified the mysteries of various places, and after connecting the world to a planet-sized Holy Grail, it also re-coalesced the mysteries that were constantly being lost.

No--

It's not just the mystery of what has passed.

There are also other possible worlds that have been assimilated, from other worlds, from the Sea of Stars.

This is not a fusion.

The other possible worlds will still exist independently, but this world will be the 'master' of them.

As long as the branch exists, the main world will receive a continuous stream of mysterious support.

The so-called branches are infinite possibilities—every different choice made by each person can create a different world.

In other words, as long as the main world exists, branch worlds can be continuously generated, and as long as the branches exist, the main world can continue to stabilize and expand its existence.

It is connected end to end and goes back and forth in a cycle.

This is the largest-scale manifestation of the Third Magic, ' Soul Manifestation '.

From then on, a mysterious corner was revealed.

The mysterious rule of 'keeping secrets' no longer exists.

The Heroic Spirit of countless heroes from ancient and modern times have appeared before the world, and the resulting uproar goes without saying.

"King Arthur? Is he the legendary King of Knights, the King of Storms the Wild Hunt and Storms? The ancient king who, according to ancient prophecy, would surely return from Avalon?"

"Nero? The Roman World King Nero, who remained in the flames awaiting a single word!?"

"And the King of Heroes, the Sun King... I can't believe those legends are actually true..."

Only a few days have passed since Rovi forged countless Holy Grails, connecting the world into a single, colossal 'Holy Grail'.

Many people are still living in a daze, and many are still surprised by the sudden change in the world.

This is just the beginning.

Because of infinite possibilities, everyone has the right to become a ' Heroic Spirit ' and to touch the mysteries.

It depends solely on whether you put in the effort.

It depends on whether you can find the right path.

This is not an era where everyone can be a dragon.

But it is an era where everyone is qualified to transform into a dragon!

Of course, none of this mattered to Rovi.

After all, he had disappeared and then reappeared, but he was no longer at ease. He had concealed all his aura, and the manifested Heroic Spirit could not find him for the time being.

The chaotic scene briefly disappeared.

Next, he only needs to die, at the hands of others, to reach the highest level of the Throne of Heroes through the connections between the 'Seats'.

Take advantage of your own strength.

Now, those who want him dead have already come knocking on his door!

It's still Japan.

On the streets of Tokyo, a light drizzle fell, and people stood still on both sides of the road, as countless people were surprised by the sudden changes that had taken place during this period.

Before Rovi's eyes, a long spear emerged from the darkness and hung down, soaked in the rain. The person holding the spear had long, dark purple hair, a pretty and heroic face, and slightly upturned red lips that shimmered with tiny, fragmented light.

Scathach, the Queen of the Shadow Country in Celtic Mythology, should have returned to her place along with other Servant and Heroic Spirit, but she remains here.

"You used Skadi... to make Skadi return in your place, to cover up the traces of your continued existence here?"

"It's not about profit, it's just cooperation." Scathach's smile remained unchanged as she stared steadily at Rovi in front of her.

People came and went on the road, quickening their pace.

This stems from the changes that have occurred in the past few days.

The social structure inevitably descended into chaos, and the Heroic Spirit from Human History were not only purely benevolent; there were also quite a few troublemakers.

Therefore, when ordinary people see someone dressed strangely or behaving strangely, their first reaction is naturally to avoid them.

Soon, the streets and restrooms, which had been drizzling, became empty.

The distant city lights drifted and fell, illuminating the silhouettes of the two men standing facing each other.

With black hair and golden eyes, Rovi raised his hand, his gray clothes swaying in the wind.

In his line of sight, Scathach on the other side, in terms of appearance, was not much different from when they first met.

Her long, dark purple hair was loose, and she was still wearing a tight-fitting bodysuit that clung to her delicate body. Her slender waist connected to her voluptuous breasts and hips, and her long legs were slightly exposed under the tight black stockings, exuding a plump and voluptuous beauty.

A round, full, and delicately connected female body stands tall against the wind and rain.

Those red eyes were filled with fighting spirit and killing intent.

Rovi was particularly pleased with these eyes.

This might be the first ancient hero he encounters after his arrival in the mortal world who truly harbors murderous intent towards him...

He suddenly felt a little moved.

Moved by this moment, I made a donation.

With a flick of the sleeve, the wind trembled and whistled.

"I was no match for you back then, and I'm afraid I still am." Scathach smiled, gripping her spear tightly. The dark purple 'Piercing Thorn Spear' was slightly raised, its gleaming edge leaving dazzling marks in the rain of light.

She said, "But I still want to try!"

A vast magical power spread out from her center, encompassing countless worlds linked by the Holy Grail. The Heroic Spirit Servant had manifested and were already fully capable of displaying their power.

Thus, the dark and profound landscape spread out from Scathach as its center.

An eerie, deathly silence filled the air as a door appeared behind her.

The Shadow Country that exists between life and death.

Scathach, the Queen of the Shadow Country, who transcends life and death, stands before Rovi.

She is very strong Present Moment.

It is much, much stronger than it was nearly three thousand years ago in Northern Europe.

This is also a characteristic of being a 'transcendent'.

Although she has not transcended the world, but only transcended life and death, as a 'living person' who is neither alive nor dead, Scathach's strength can continuously increase.

Because she constantly honed her martial arts skills.

Because she was always preparing to face off against Rovi again.

The power of those who transcend has no upper limit, and living people are not bound by so-called legends.

So at this moment, the Shadow Country almost covered the entire Tokyo District, enveloping the entire modern metropolis.

It transcends city-states, encompasses ancient Western countries, and even shakes large islands and influences continents.

"A god-king level on the continental level... Is this all you've got now?" Rovi exclaimed. "Three thousand years of progress has been tremendous. Back then, you barely reached the Main God Specification could influence an island."

Three thousand years may seem like a long time, but for beings above the divine level, it is hardly a distant concept.

"But compared to you, it's still not enough." Scathach raised her spear with one hand and brushed a strand of hair behind her ear with the other. "But all of that is irrelevant."

Scathach doesn't care how strong Rovi is now.

It doesn't matter how much he surpasses himself.

She just wanted to challenge him.

In Celtic Mythology, the queen of the Shadow Country, the dark realm between life and death, was always a martial arts fanatic.

She yearns to become stronger, and even more so to challenge the true strong in her heart—because of meeting Rovi, she has never felt bored with the world.

I do not wish to die.

But... he is not afraid of death.

They yearn even more for an opportunity to break through in the face of death.

"I have reached my current strongest level."

" —Rovi."

"Let me see what can shake your existence!"

The spear shot out, arcing brilliantly through the air, and Scathach's figure vanished, only to reappear abruptly beside Rovi.

The dark and deep space of the Shadow Country closed in from all sides, and countless shadows transformed into intertwined spears as Scathach moved forward.

A single shot carries the weight of a world.

Effortless mastery.

This initial strike was equivalent to her trump card from back then, the shot that imitated Ereshkigal's 'Geothermal Temple'—and even more powerful.

To be honest, if it were Rovi from the Norse era, without displaying his Machine God form, he might not be a match for Scathach in the Present Moment.

No wonder she dared to challenge Rovi at this very moment.

This is not due to arrogance.

is derived from inherent impression.

Unfortunately, the current Rovi is not even a fraction as powerful as he was back then.

The Star-making God, the creator of planets, is a great being whose full-force attack can truly shake the planet's essence and even touch its Sea of Stars.

Strictly speaking, although the Earth's surface can continuously absorb countless branch worlds and grow stronger, it has not yet fully grown and cannot be used by Rovi Wei at will.

However, with internal and external balance in place, Rovi has been able to demonstrate his power to the greatest extent possible on a global scale.

There is no Star-making God.

Even at the initial lower limit, it's still sufficient!

So, facing Scathach's seemingly effortless shot, Rovi simply took a step forward, as if arriving in another world from another.

The gun, which bore the weight of an entire world, fell behind him.

"Not enough." Rovi turned to look at the Queen of Shadow Country who had appeared beside him, and said without any mercy, "This alone is not enough."

One can reach the 'seat' simply by dying from an external object.

There are no other needs.

There is only one thing that cannot be ignored—that is, whether the power of this 'external object' can shake itself.

Therefore, he must guide Scathach in battle, helping her improve her strength to the point where she can kill herself.

Faced with Rovi's words after he dodged, Scathach frowned, her slender waist suddenly twisted, causing her chest and hips to sway, her body slightly tense like a bow, and she threw the long spear in her hand.

If the shot before was an attack containing the weight of the world, then this shot at this moment is a shot that can pierce through the era.

By focusing countless shadows onto a single point, one can break through the surface of the problem.

"Ah, it's somewhat interesting, but... it's too much!" Rovi swayed his body, and the spear swept past him from the side. Instead of retreating, he took a step forward and approached Scathach, grabbing her hand that was holding the spear.

With a slight sway, Scathach's spear flew out of her hand instantly, and the Queen of Shadow Country was flung away by Rovi. Her agile figure swayed several times in the dark world, reaching more than ten meters away before she finally regained her footing.

"Is the gap really that huge?" She steadied herself, her long, dark purple hair falling down her back. Her pretty face showed no sign of discouragement, only deep thought.

She discovered that over the long years, the gap between her and Rovi had not only not narrowed... but had actually widened?

Rovi shook his head. "It's not that the gap is huge, it's that you haven't discovered your true power."

"What do you mean?" Scathach was stunned. She raised her hand, and the piercing thorn spear that she had just released fell back into her hand, wobbling as it landed.

Rovi pointed to the spear in her hand and said, "You've lived for nearly four thousand years, haven't you?"

"What... and then?" Scathach paused, then asked, "Don't you know that it's very impolite to directly state a woman's age?"

"Oh, sorry, I didn't mean you were old."

"You already said that, didn't you?"

Scathach raised her hand, her spear swaying and appearing behind her in the Death Gate, its imposing presence making it even more striking and enormous.

The corners of her mouth turned up, revealing a smile that seemed utterly enigmatic.

The power displayed seemed to be amplified by Rovi's words.

But Rovi swore... he wanted Scathach to become stronger, ideally strong enough to truly touch his own essence and kill him, but he never considered this method.

Fruit and age are a woman's greatest enemies.

"I understand what you mean." Scathach dragged her spear, the tip slightly raised. "Preservation is power."

Preservation is power.

Even though Scathach isn't as active in human history as Rovi, she hasn't always remained hidden within the Shadow Country either.

To hone her martial arts skills, she taught countless heroes throughout Human History. However, none of them were able to obtain Scathach's eye, which was far more powerful than her previous one. All the heroes only received her teachings in their dreams and never actually saw her.

But after those heroes left the Shadow Country and awoke from their "dream," they all became active in their own countries, leaving behind a glorious reputation and the name "Scathach's disciple."

An era in which Human Order is revealed, an era in which mystery is solidified.

This is both preservation.

"I am a living person who has transcended life and death, unlike ordinary heroic Heroic Spirit who are bound by 'legends'... On the contrary, I have always been rejecting the power brought by legends."

"Existence itself is power, power that belongs to me... This is power that no one can take away from me, power that belongs to me!"

Scathach understood, she realized, and in that instant, she accepted the power of the 'legend'.

In an era where mystery has become entrenched.

—The legend is true.

Scathach planted her spear firmly in the ground, smiled, and parted her lips to utter the ancient words. "Gate of Skye, overflowing with death!"

The wind echoed, and at the same time, the Gate of Skye, which had been hovering behind it, slowly opened, revealing a dark and deep place.

The Shadow Country swallowed up the world.

This is Noble Phantasm bestowed by 'legend' that the original Scathach was unwilling to use.

And at this moment.

With the combined power, the Shadow Country she manifested actually took on the rudiments of a complete world.

The so-called primordial state has always been the complete manifestation of the will of a vast space.

Just like the Sea of Chaos from which Tiamat gave birth to all things, just like the Highest Heaven represented by Rovi, which was just created at the end of the Norse calendar.

Or it could be the original manifestation of the planet's landscape.

Alternatively, one could store their ' Spirit Core ' in a complete and vast space.

At this moment, Scathach also showed this tendency.

She manifested herself in accordance with the will of the ' Shadow Country '.

Standing in front, Scathach had a glimmer of primal possibility.

It's possible.

It can shake the existence of Rovi.

"You didn't disappoint me!" Rovi was happy and pleased.

He stood there, completely oblivious to being swallowed up by the 'Magic Mirror Gate' and falling into the realm of the Shadow Country.

Tokyo in Japan regained its light, the dark clouds dispersed, and the light of day appeared like the dawn.

Amaterasu Omikami in the heavens, lowered her eyes to gaze upon the human world.

"Rovi's scent..."

"Appeared, then disappeared again?"

"Damn it, Migu! Did I miss it?! This was supposed to be my special performance—"

Ignore the resentful and depressed fox.

They also ignored the countless people in the world who looked up in a daze.

The battlefield between Rovi and Scathach has fallen from the outside world into the Shadow Country.

It was the same scene I had seen long ago: a dark shadow covered the world built of rocks. Rovi stood firmly on the cold, hard stone, with palace walls made of piled stones on both sides. In front of him, Scathach stood before the throne, smiling.

"A familiar scene, isn't it?" Scathach blinked.

"It does feel very familiar." Rovi and Scathach's first encounter was just like this.

Rovi was brought to the Shadow Country by Scathach, who was eager for a rival.

They are similar, yet different.

They are similar in character, but different in ability.

"Then, let's continue!" Scathach, having gained primal possibility, was now qualified to challenge her.

After all, the Star-making God is also the 'primordial' – the primordial is the largest scale of a planet's manifestation, the 'end' of mysterious manifestation.

From influencing the Earth's surface to shaking the very essence of a planet, everything originates from the primordial state.

The difference is enormous, and there is a huge difference between reaching the end and reaching the ultimate end, just like how a baby and a strongman are both 'human'.

A significant difference does not necessarily mean that they are not in the same social class.

Even if there's only a one in ten million chance that an infant could kill a strongman, if the baby were to hold the weapon.

As soon as she finished speaking, Scathach once again held her spear forward. Darkness gathered from all sides, and the Gae Bolg instantly locked onto Rovi's figure.

Scathach's piercing spear is a replica of the Spear of Fate, which she obtained from Skadi and which is a replica of the spear of fate from the Norse god Odin.

However, it has now surpassed the original.

The spear of fate is aimed at destiny.

But the Gae Bolg was aimed at the world.

Pierce the world.

Therefore, all life on a global scale would inevitably be hit and killed.

Must die!

This is the ultimate display of Scathach's power.

To defeat Rovi, one must be prepared to kill him; this was something Scathach had decided from the very beginning.

Fortunately, although the Shadow Country exists in the interlayer of the world, because Scathach accepted the legends of the present world, the Shadow Country is also linked to the present world.

Dying here is no different from dying outside.

This was all pre-calculated.

Since that's the case, why bother fighting at all?! Let's just have a wand!

Rovi smiled and raised his hands, watching Scathach approach with her gun in an instant, feeling the pressure from the Shadow Country pressing down on him.

Faced with a shot that could kill him, he simply gave up resisting.

"Let me see--"

"Can your all-out attack shake me?"

"Of course you can." Scathach smiled and approached.

A fragrant breeze caressed her face, her hips swayed and bounced, and the alluring female body wrapped in a tight-fitting dress was close to Rovi in an instant.

Approaching the completely surrendered Rovi...

His body swayed and tilted; Rovi opened his eyes, his back hitting the ground in an instant.

The death I had hoped for did not come.

He was stunned for a moment.

Then his body sank slightly as Scathach suddenly pressed down on him.

She sits gracefully with her curves outstretched.

A long spear stood to one side.

Scathach leaned down, her long, dark purple hair cascading down, her eyes fixed intently on Rovi, her lips parted slightly.

Her beautiful red eyes were fixed on Rovi's open golden eyes. "So, that's how it is?"

"You're deliberately courting death... is that right?" As a transcendent being, her magical mirror wisdom had long ago made Scathach aware of this possibility.

Rovi may have always been looking for death.

Previously, there was simply no evidence.

Now, we can finally confirm it.

"So what if I am?" Rovi paused for a moment, then replied, "What... you don't have confidence in killing myself?"

"To be honest...no." Scathach answered honestly. Their skin was touching and they were very close. The young-looking Queen of the Shadow Country looked extremely serious. "I know that deliberately showing murderous intent will definitely make you surrender."

Scathach smiled, her lips curving upwards, her bright eyes sparkling, and a slight blush spreading across her pretty and spirited face.

"Have you forgotten something?"

She pressed her entire body against Rovi, her plump thighs straddling and overlapping, rubbing against each other.

What happened...?

"Skadi, I love you."

"And me and Skadi— "

"Coming from the same source, yet two sides of the same coin, living together day and night for thousands of years... would you believe me if I said I haven't been affected?"

"..."

It's over.

Forget about that.

"How about that? You've been scheming against others all this time, now it's finally your turn to be schemed against, isn't it? Of course—"

"Of course, if I hadn't discovered your purity during the close combat just now, I wouldn't have done this."

"But now."

"—The outcome is decided; you lost."

"So, what's next?"

"I'm here to receive the spoils of war!" Scathach leaned down and silenced Rovi with a kiss.

With his hands outstretched in an embrace, the spear that pierced the death thorns standing beside him locked down Rovi's movements.

Of course, it is possible to break free.

Yes...

"Rovi".

"Skadi, you're here too?"

"You... you all..."

"Since you're here, let's all work together... I've already said, I'm not using her, we're just partners, okay?"

If she breaks free, Scathach will be fine, but Skadi probably won't be able to handle it.

Scathach, you even calculated this?

"Compared to starting messy and ending in abandonment, I don't dislike men who are greedy and powerful..." Scathach's pretty and heroic face was tinged with a charming expression.

... outside world.

Platinum Palace, London, Britannia, where the Queen resides.

The flag of the Kingdom of Camelot fluttered high above as the queen, with her beautiful blonde hair and azure eyes, slowly ascended the throne.

She faced a swarm of reporters.

Facing countless pointed cameras, the first executive order was issued.

"Search for the Prince of Britain at all costs."

"Rovi".

"..."

Not just Britannia.

Rome, the Hunnic Empire, Israel, Egypt, Uruk...

All the countries simultaneously issued search orders.

Meanwhile, across the sea, on the continent of Miyako, a modern international powerhouse, a nation with few Heroic Spirit due to its short history, is also struggling to find its own Servant.

It is foreseeable that, for the sake of the international community, the ' Heroic Spirit ' will be the most important.

It is an existence similar to nuclear weapons.

They risked their lives to try and summon Heroic Spirit.

On the very first day, they suffered a defeat.

The Servant named ' Quetzalcoatl ' appeared, blasted open the White House gates, and disappeared.

This enraged Edison, Servant had gathered the power of past presidents and impersonated Washington, but was powerless to do anything about it.

"They actually summoned the gods of the people they exterminated... Should they be thankful that Quetzalcoatl is a benevolent god?"

At the Statue of Liberty, a blonde girl watching this scene holds a small doll, shakes her head, and a dark 'keyhole' flashes across her smooth forehead.

"But... it has nothing to do with me?"

"This land has nothing to do with me."

The girl stood up and looked into the distance. "I just came to play with the big brother."

"What do you think... the older sister who was summoned?"

The little girl revealed a rather innocent and sweet smile.

She glanced to the side at the blond, agile figure who had appeared at some unknown time.