Someone in the Multiverse, Transformed into Fu Hua at the Start Chapter 27

"Just a little more...!" Ritsuka gritted his teeth, his head starting to feel dizzy.

"No, Anna's approach was correct." Ishtar frowned. "It looks close, but without the emergency support of Command Spells, even maintaining output is useless. Trying to compensate for a lack of quality with quantity is just wasting magical energy."

"..." Ritsuka could only look at Amber.

Ishtar's condition was the same as Anna's—both were at the point of burnout. Pulling off another powerful attack would take time, but time was exactly what they lacked most right now.

He knew Amber didn't want to fight Tiamat, but there was no choice now.

Amber understood that too.

Crimson flames ignited between her brows, and a golden greatsword instantly fell from the sky.

The already cracked horn split in two like tofu under a cleaver, leaving a clean cut down the middle.

"Aaaa—!"

Tiamat's gaze locked onto Amber. A violet beam of light crossed hundreds of meters in an instant, linking the two. Amber reacted swiftly, blocking the attack with her left fist. Watching Tiamat steadily descend as she lost buoyancy, she let out a soft sigh.

There was no escaping this fight after all.

Since the battle had already begun, there was no point in hesitating. Amber immediately chased after Tiamat below.

This was her first time fighting such a colossal creature, and she instantly understood why the Herrscher of Reason found it so troublesome.

Because... there was nowhere to start.

Against Tiamat's overwhelmingly massive frame, even if their punches and kicks dealt damage, compared to that size, they were practically scratches. Worse still, the enemy's wounds were continuously regenerating—not just the marks from Amber's fists, but even those massive horns were slowly growing back.

As Tiamat crashed to the ground, that troublesome Sea of Chaos once again seeped out from beneath her feet.

"I already know the situation! Leave the Tide of Chaos to me!" Ereshkigal, who had been waiting at the lowest level, raised her hand. Blue-white lightning struck Tiamat from all directions, forcing the mother goddess, who had been trying to stand, to cry out in pain.

"Amazing!" Ritsuka, who had descended to the ground alongside the pterosaur, couldn't help but exclaim.

Ereshkigal's attack hadn't used any of his magical energy at all, yet it instantly suppressed Tiamat while simultaneously vaporizing the Tide of Chaos.

"That's heat on par with Ishtar's Noble Phantasm!" Roman's face lit up with joy.

"It's the Underworld's defense mechanism."

Seeing everyone's astonished expressions, Ereshkigal smiled. "It's specifically designed to deal with living beings who enter without permission. That's the rule of this world—even Tiamat has to obey it."

With that, she glanced at Ritsuka and Amber, her expression seeming to say, 'Now you know how much I held back back then, right?'

"I see, so it's Ereshkigal's privilege. Truly reliable." Ritsuka praised with a smile.

"Impressive. To be able to do this, you truly deserve the title of mistress of the Underworld." Amber nodded, not stingy with her praise either.

"Hehe."

Ereshkigal's smile grew even more satisfied.

"Isn't this boring showing off about over?" Ishtar couldn't stand it anymore. "Since this is your territory, hurry up and do something useful."

"A goddess who only indulges in treasure and pleasure really has no patience."

Ereshkigal, while enduring Ishtar shouting 'What did you say!?' behind her and Ritsuka constantly trying to calm Ishtar down, turned back to face Tiamat, her expression turning serious. "Then let me, the mistress of the Underworld, put an end to this!"

"Gallu Lae of the Underworld, spears of rotting corruption! Descend upon the invader as the Underworld's judgment!"

Twelve red lightning spears materialized above Tiamat's head, then stabbed down one by one at the mother goddess struggling on the ground.

"Aaaaa—"

Even though it wasn't a Noble Phantasm, the pure power and temperature had already surpassed the 'Piedra del Sol'.

"Even Tiamat is just an ordinary god in the Underworld! Against the combined assault of me and the Gallu Lae, she's nothing... Nothing...?"

Ereshkigal, who had been maintaining a calm expression, wanting to show everyone her cool side, suddenly stiffened. Sweat unconsciously beaded on her forehead.

She could feel it—her authority in the Underworld had suddenly weakened to a certain degree in that instant.

At the same time, the Tide of Chaos surged up from beneath Tiamat's feet. Not only did it ignore the intense heat, but it even enveloped Tiamat and all the Gallu Lae spears.

"What's going on!?" Faced with this sudden shift in the situation, everyone was stunned.

Roman also spotted the anomaly through his instruments and quickly shouted, "The Tide of Chaos is eroding the Underworld! At this rate, the Underworld will be taken over!"

"It can even erode the Underworld!?" Even Ishtar, who had provided the information that the Tide of Chaos could erode Servants and had a bit of a rivalry with Ereshkigal, was shocked. "Wait, the Underworld isn't even a living thing, is it!?"

"Our guess was wrong!"

Roman could only make another deduction. "She's changing the ecological environment! In other words, what she's trying to recreate isn't just life!"

"Is it... the world itself?" Ritsuka clenched his fists.

"Th-this... wh-what... do we do?" Ereshkigal panicked. She instinctively wanted to use her Noble Phantasm to contest ownership of the Underworld, but Ritsuka had no magical energy left. Using a Noble Phantasm recklessly under these circumstances would undoubtedly affect their combat strength later.

If she won the contest, fine. But if she lost, she wouldn't just lose her Underworld privileges—she'd be unable to exert much power and might even have to withdraw quickly.

"Tiamat's Spirit Base is regressing to the Age of Gods! It's already reached the Jurassic period! Spirit Base expansion process halted, Magic Core continuous restart—" Roman's chin was starting to tremble. "...The Spirit Base is still expanding... This is no longer just Divinity... Standing there is a god!"

As the Tide of Chaos receded, Tiamat's figure reappeared before them.

Her appearance could no longer be recognized as a goddess. Instead, she had grown wings, looking like a beast-like monster.

"This is... Best II..." Ritsuka felt sweat pouring down his back as he once again looked at Amber.

Not only Ritsuka, but everyone's gaze fell on Amber.

At this moment, the only one they could think of who could contend with Best was this Crimson Kite Immortal of Shenzhou.

"...I'll do it."

Seeing everyone's eyes on her, Amber took a deep breath and stepped to the front of the group.

She was actually panicking too. While playing the role of the one who turns the tide was very cool, and she had always admired those protagonists who saved the day, right now she felt an indescribable sensation—she had none of the satisfaction of being the final trump card.

Thinking of the gentle, kind blue-haired girl in her memories, and then looking at the terrifying monster before her now, she couldn't believe they were the same being.

['Can I win?'

Amber asked somewhat gloomily.

Fu Hua, who had been observing the situation, sighed, her tone carrying an indescribable complexity: 'Feeling a lot of pressure?'

'Mm...' Amber nodded.

'That's just how battle is.'

Fu Hua wasn't surprised by Amber's current mental state: 'Many times, it's not you who chooses to fight, but battle that finds you, even if the one you're fighting is someone you don't want to hurt.'

Like Himiko?

Amber didn't say it, but Fu Hua naturally knew what she was thinking and nodded expressionlessly.

'You've always had the confidence of being in control. Quetzalcoatl couldn't threaten you, Ereshkigal couldn't last a single move against you.'

'Sword Heart, Sword Form, Sword Intent, Sword Soul, Sword God—no matter which realm, you could grasp it quickly. Though you had external help, it still speaks to your talent.'

'Without a doubt, you've never encountered trouble before. This situation now is your first time. You don't know what to do to win, nor whether you can win. Everyone sees you as their only hope, so you feel unprecedented pressure.'

Fu Hua easily spoke Amber's thoughts, and Amber wasn't surprised: 'Navigator said that in the first three worlds, I could get through even if I did nothing. But the reality is completely different from what he said. I think it's because I got involved that variables appeared.'

'Maybe my involvement made this story worse. Whenever I think about that, I...'

The girl's feelings were laid bare before Fu Hua's eyes. She stepped forward and embraced the girl.

Admittedly, Fu Hua knew the girl had many misunderstandings about her, but one thing was true—she wasn't good at comforting others. There wasn't even a need for it, because what she wanted to say, the other person already understood.

Amber had always understood reason. Rather than preaching with words, Fu Hua wanted to give her some spiritual support.

In the past, she might not have done this, because she believed disciples had to grow, and that growth shouldn't be overly interfered with by her. True growth had to be faced alone.

But now, she couldn't bear to simply watch.

'Nothing will go wrong. With your master here, you can rest assured.' Fu Hua felt her own tone was unprecedentedly gentle. She hoped this would bring strength to her disciple.

'...Mm...'

Amber's mood was low, but hearing Fu Hua say this still sent a warm current through her chest.

Having a backer, having someone to rely on, made her feel incredibly at ease. Fu Hua's words were like a warm enough shelter provided to her in a rainstorm. Though she still feared the storm's terror, it gave her the confidence to weather it.

'Go. Just do your best, and that's enough.'

'Mm!']

"Uwaaaaah!" In reality, watching the Tide of Chaos grow larger, Ereshkigal frantically directed the Gallu Lae to resist, but even the dead Gallu Lae were devoured cleanly upon touching the Black Mud. The heat hot enough to evaporate seawater seemed to have completely lost its physical effect, utterly useless against the Tide of Chaos.

"Senior Immortal! Is there any way!?" Ritsuka's expression was also frantic. None of them seemed to have any method to counter the Tide of Chaos. Should they use Mash's Noble Phantasm? But...

He couldn't squeeze out a single drop of mana right now...

"Above and below, the flame of light."

Coming back to herself, Amber's gaze grew more resolute. Watching the Tide of Chaos about to reach everyone, she swept her hands across her chest as if holding up heaven and earth. A vortex of black and white True Qi appeared above Tiamat, pulling all the rampaging Tide of Chaos upward while also lifting Tiamat's body off the ground.

"It worked!" Finally out of danger, everyone's expressions relaxed considerably.

"Don't let your guard down!" A familiar voice sounded beside them. It was Merlin, appearing with flowers.

His face was serious, his gaze focused on Tiamat's direction: "Even now, Tiamat still has immortality. I said this before, didn't I?"

"..." Hearing his words, everyone's relaxed expressions turned serious again, the feeling of helplessness growing heavier in their hearts.

However, Merlin suddenly broke into a smile: "But if he's here, the situation is completely different."

"Huh?" Ritsuka was stunned.

There's another expert?

Just then, a chill that no one could ignore suddenly appeared behind them. As everyone turned to look, a figure in armor, wielding a greatsword, with an immensely imposing build, had appeared there without anyone noticing.

"Crimson Kite Immortal, who protects the Human Order and saves all living beings."

The man with the greatsword walked step by step to the front of the group. Just his gait and the undeniable aura about him made it clear this man was no ordinary being.

"Though it's trivial, allow me to state my name." Blue mana ignited on his body, and the greatsword carried a killing intent so fierce that merely looking at it made one feel as if they were sinking into an abyss of death: "Old Man of the Mountain, Hassan-i-Sabbah. With this blade, I shall share the glory of victory with you."

"Old Man of the Mountain... Hassan-i-Sabbah..." Amber put on a solemn expression, but inwardly she was wondering who this guy was. After racking her brain, all she could think of was that cannon fodder, Hundred-Faced Hassan.

Although you're very handsome! Her history is really not good, sorry!

"Correct. Corresponding to Best, when the calamity of world destruction descends, the Death God of Tiamat follows close behind." Merlin revealed a smile. For this Best Battle, he finally had complete confidence in securing victory: "Its existence is none other than the strongest Assassin symbolizing death—the Grand Assassin!"

"Without death, there is no life; with death, life is born. Beast of Calamity, evil born from humanity, that yearning for return, that very affection, is the foundation that rejects you."

Watching Tiamat struggling in the distance to break free from the pull, the Old Man of the Mountain's magical power also surged to its peak.

"The name of Grand is not what I seek; the strongest proof need only be entrusted to this single sword strike—"

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Chapter 58: Into the Depths of Tiamat

"Leave the Tide of Chaos to me."

Merlin looked at the Old Man of the Mountain and Amber. These two were the main combatants in this battle; they should conserve as much magical power as possible, wasting none at all.

The vortex in the sky continuously absorbing the Tide of Chaos could not annihilate it, merely preventing it from expanding further. Seeing this, Merlin directly used magecraft to transform all of the Tide of Chaos into harmless flowers.

Seeing this, Amber also canceled Heaven and Earth Split. Tiamat fell back to the ground, once again surging forth a black tide.

Merlin, with a composed expression, continued to cast magecraft on the Tide of Chaos, turning it all into blossoms.

The magecraft that completely altered the nature of the Tide of Chaos was not so easy. If combat strength were scarce, he certainly wouldn't waste magical power like this; he would only ensure the Tide of Chaos's leakage wasn't severe. But with two heavy hitters in front of him, output wasn't something he needed to rely on.

Then he only needed to do the support work well.

Seeing the Tide of Chaos resolved, the Old Man of the Mountain nodded slightly, then leaped in a single bound, arriving behind Tiamat. The edge of his sword swung down fiercely: "Evening Bell has spoken your name. By the Mandate of Heaven, I shall strip you of your wings."

Far exceeding the limits of an ordinary Spirit Base, an incomprehensible conceptual power was fully unleashed by the Old Man of the Mountain in this single slash. Blue-white light blazed upon the sword's edge. The next moment, the wings, far sturdier than the twin horns, instantly showed large cracks.