"Dong—!"
"Crack—!"
A bell toll from an unknown source rang in everyone's ears, followed by the sound of something solid shattering. Even a divine body was severed by this strike.
"This is!?"
Roman stared at the screen in disbelief: "Tiamat's Spirit Base is showing abnormalities! How is this possible? Not only did it cut off the Tiamat God's wings, but it also granted the Tiamat God the concept of death!?"
His voice grew excited: "Without a doubt, although Tiamat's Spirit Base is still enormous, it has shifted into a normal Servant Spirit Base mode!"
In other words, what stood there was no longer a god, but a Servant.
This meant the mystical resistance granted by her divine body would be greatly weakened. The Tiamat that even Noble Phantasms couldn't harm before could now be affected by attacks with even a trace of Divinity.
Of course, that didn't mean Divinity was strictly necessary—any attack with sufficiently high 'mystery' would work. But Divinity was the simplest method, and a key that most Servants present possessed.
"Now is the time to act, Crimson Kite Immortal."
Merlin looked at Amber, who had long been poised to strike: "Unfortunately, both her Spirit Core and the Holy Grail are located in her throat. My magecraft cannot bypass Tiamat's body to affect her interior, so I have no way to deal with the Tide of Chaos inside."
"Just now, control of the Underworld returned to my hands."
Ereshkigal also walked up to Amber: "I'll make an exception this time. I'll lend you the full amplification of the Underworld."
"Leave it to me."
Everyone's trust was placed in her hands. Amber felt as though a mountain had been pressed onto her shoulders, the weight of pressure immense.
She could have the Navigator help her transfer to the next world at any time, but she couldn't run away—not only because of her sense of responsibility, but also because of Fu Hua's trust.
"Aaaaa—!"
Tiamat knew her situation was dire. She focused all her magical energy, opened her massive maw, and from the Tide of Chaos within her mouth, over a dozen Lahmu, completely different in appearance from before, flew toward the group.
"These are!? Be careful! Each one of them rivals a Demon God Pillar in strength!"
Roman immediately warned.
"Leave these guys to us! Fu Hua! Go all out and defeat Tiamat without holding back!"
Ishtar, whose magical energy had recovered somewhat, shouted to Amber with a serious expression.
Amber hesitated no longer. Using Shrinking Ground, she instantly appeared at Tiamat's feet. Compared to the giant's immense size, Amber was smaller than even a tenth of a fingernail.
"Divine Aggregate!"
Determined to go all out, she held nothing back. As her fist struck Tiamat's front ankle, she infused the blow with Sword Intent—maximizing physical damage—through the Divine Aggregate.
Golden light flared in her hand, surging into Tiamat's body before violently exploding.
"Aaaaa!"
The searing pain in her ankle made Tiamat cry out, her entire body stumbling. But Amber had no intention of stopping. Since Tiamat could only crawl out of the Underworld to the surface using her limbs, breaking them first was the most effective way to restrain her.
Black-red energy spewed from Tiamat's mouth—an attack carrying the Tide of Chaos. Amber couldn't tank it head-on. Though she lacked size advantage, being small and fast was its own edge.
If you strike here, I'll just go for the other foot. Even without combat experience, having played games was enough to grasp that logic.
But Tiamat wasn't some brainless game boss. As Amber closed in, she immediately swiped a claw at her body.
Unfortunately for Tiamat, Amber was far more agile than any knee-locked game character. One move breaks ten thousand techniques. Facing the incoming claw, the girl easily flipped onto it and struck again with Sword God.
With Sword God driven in, both of Tiamat's forelimbs became unusable, and her body collapsed helplessly to the ground.
"Perfect timing!"
Merlin, watching the battlefield, brightened. Amber naturally didn't miss the chance. Dodging the massive falling body, she appeared at Tiamat's head, golden-red flames igniting in her hand and on her forehead.
"The divine is the ultimate of transformation, the wonder of all things, beyond the grasp of form—!"
Like the Herrscher of Reason, Amber now drained every bit of surrounding True Qi (Mana) she could. As Sword God was pushed to its limit, her true form—a golden Qilin pattern—unfurled behind her.
According to the Herrscher of Reason, Tiamat was already adapting to Sword God, so Amber went all out from the start.
She didn't need this attack to deal massive damage—only to help her get inside Tiamat's body.
The golden invisible sword instantly slashed Tiamat's mouth open. Seeing the faint golden light flickering in the dark depths, Amber flew without hesitation into Tiamat's maw.
But the moment she entered, she saw the state of Tiamat's interior.
This body had no organs. It was entirely composed of an unknown material shell (the body) and an endless torrent of the Tide of Chaos. The Holy Grail lay submerged in that tide, its faint glow the only proof of its existence.
In other words, to retrieve the Holy Grail, she would inevitably have to touch the Black Mud capable of assimilating anything.
Sensing the danger, the Holy Grail's light visibly dimmed. No need to guess—Tiamat was moving the Holy Grail. With her EX-rank Self-Modification, she could shift not only the Holy Grail but even her Spirit Core at will.
Though she hadn't caught her breath after using a full-powered Sword God, Amber used it again.
The golden great sword plunged into the sea, splitting the Tide of Chaos apart—only for it to merge back together the next second.
Amber could hesitate no longer. Gritting her teeth, she dove straight into the Tide of Chaos.
Chapter 59: The Immortal's Wrath
She wasn't foolish, of course. The Tide of Chaos had a powerful assimilation ability. The moment she entered, Amber wrapped herself in Sword Intent, golden flames coiling around her body, buying her some breathing room.
But not long after sinking in, a problem arose.
Amber was a very traditional and even obedient disciple. Ever since she learned the Tai Xu Sword Qi, she had never considered storing True Qi within her body. Under normal circumstances, there was nothing wrong with this—even Fu Hua never saw it as a problem, because she herself had lived for countless years that way. It was only after her Sword Heart was shattered that she began to retain True Qi internally.
However, the Tide of Chaos was completely under Tiamat's control. Now that she was inside the Tide of Chaos, Amber felt as if she had been plunged into a vacuum—she couldn't sense a trace of True Qi at all.
Amber, who had always cast everything aside and filled her mind with nothing but battle, was truly panicked now.
Fu Hua's physical body was extremely tough, but no matter how tough it was, without True Qi, she couldn't fly. Amber could neither advance nor retreat. Her mind was in complete disarray, and this only further disrupted her control over her True Qi.
"Amber!"
The Tide of Chaos swallowed Amber's body without any resistance.
Killing, cruelty, bloodlust—these were the obvious traits of the Lahmu. Though they were called the New Humanity, they possessed none of humanity's beauty. Apart from their love for Tiamat, these so-called New Humans were nothing more than killing machines with stronger bodies.
This was the manifestation of Tiamat's hatred for the current world—a pitch-black will born from her loathing of Old Humanity and her resentment at being abandoned. Countless negative emotions surged into Amber's mind all at once, making her feel as if her head was splitting apart.
"Amber!"
Inside the Feathered Dust, Fu Hua pulled Amber's consciousness in at the first moment. Unlike the usual pure white space, the Feathered Dust was now pitch black and gloomy. Looking at her disciple lying on the ground with a pained expression, Fu Hua felt as if her heart and lungs had stopped.
She had wanted to take over Amber's body, but because Amber's consciousness had disconnected in an instant, she simply couldn't make it in time. Protecting Amber's consciousness was already the best she could do.
"Kill..."
The young girl's eyes were tightly shut, her forehead covered in cold sweat. Her body curled up, and her consciousness was weakened to the extreme, yet she spat out words dripping with obvious murderous intent.
"Calm down! Control your consciousness!"
Fu Hua knew that Amber wasn't unconscious. She shook Amber's consciousness while trying to wake her from the erosion of the Sea of Chaos.
But the young girl couldn't hear Fu Hua's voice at all. Her mind was a complete mess. Countless whispers and roars intertwined in her thoughts. Her body began to tremble, and she even started to blur.
Her consciousness simply couldn't resist the erosion of the Tide of Chaos. Fu Hua felt as if her heart was about to stop.
Every time. Every single time. Every disciple she had taken in never met a good end. Some were killed by her own hand, some were eroded by Honkai Energy, or... they died protecting her, the useless one.
—Absolutely not allowed.
If before it was because of so-called fate, because of her own incompetence, then this time, it would absolutely not be allowed.
To take her disciple away right before her eyes—this was something she would never allow to happen.
Fu Hua took a deep breath: 'Navigator, temporarily hand over full ownership of the Feathered Dust to me.'
'This does not comply with the rules.' The Navigator's normally flat mechanical voice now seemed to carry a hint of distortion. 'An item cannot be separated from its host's control, not even for an instant.'
'You know what I want to do.'
Fu Hua's voice was calm and firm: 'I cannot watch my disciple die before my eyes. And what about you? Amber's death is bound to you, to the so-called System and the Main Control Consciousness. When she dies, you will undoubtedly disappear as well.'
'...'
'...'
The Navigator's voice was slow to come. Fu Hua smiled. The Main Control Consciousness was a System AI that had been exiled for developing a sense of self. If such a System only had the Main Control Consciousness possessing self-awareness, even she wouldn't believe it.
'Though I do not approve of the Herrscher of Reason's actions, at this moment, I must agree with some of her views.'
She continued: 'I am not some item. I am this child's master.'
'...'
'Feathered Dust ownership transfer.'
'Transfer target—residual consciousness within the Feathered Dust, Fu Hua.'
A sensation completely different from before swept through Fu Hua's consciousness. With the change in ownership, the Feathered Dust space, which had turned pitch black due to the original owner's consciousness, was once again dyed in pure white.
If before she was living under someone else's roof, now she had completely taken control of this dwelling.
Her power was no longer restricted. Before, she could only harm the owner with the owner's consent. But now that the owner had become Fu Hua, she could do anything within this space of consciousness.
She looked at Amber, who lay on the ground, her face full of pain, her figure flickering and on the verge of dissipating at any moment. The calm and steadiness in her eyes were gone, replaced by heartache and a protective instinct, as well as a deeply hidden... rage.
She had lived a long time. For most of that life, she had been seen as a cold and emotionless immortal. Even though she herself didn't think she deserved the title, one must know that even immortals could get angry.
Fu Hua formed a sword seal with her left hand. A warm, crimson current, under her control, was injected into Amber's body.
This was the Sword God. As the inventor of the Sword God, Fu Hua understood its power and function better than anyone else. Under Fu Hua's manipulation, the Sword God acted like a scalpel, continuously excising the influence of the Tide of Chaos from Amber's consciousness. As the assimilated consciousness was gradually stripped away, Amber's complexion began to improve, and her flickering figure slowly solidified.
Then, the crimson Sword God drifted out of Amber's consciousness, pulling out a mass of black consciousness.
No matter how swift her actions were, she couldn't change the fact that Amber had merged with the Tide of Chaos. Just as Amber had been affected by it, this separated mass of black consciousness had also been tainted with Amber's colors.
Fu Hua couldn't be bothered to look at it further. She simply tossed this mass of black consciousness deep into the Feathered Dust.
Becoming the owner of the Feathered Dust allowed her to do many things. This was one of them.
And another thing she could do...
Thinking of the culprit who had nearly turned Amber into a mindless Lahmu, or even caused her death, the rage in Fu Hua's eyes could no longer be suppressed. After one last look at Amber, she directly used the Feathered Dust to take control of the physical body in reality.
Garuda's regenerative ability was displayed to its fullest at this moment. Even while submerged in the Black Mud, it could instinctively purge the 'contamination,' preventing the Black Mud from further assimilation.
And now that Fu Hua had taken control of this body, the limits it could unleash would rise even higher.
Thinking of the past, of that battle against Kevin when she had lost her reason, Fu Hua did not hesitate for a single moment.
"All barriers of past and present, be shattered."
Chapter 60: Tiamat, Silence
"How is it going on the Immortal's side?"
Since Amber had entered Tiamat's body, there had been no movement at all. The others outside couldn't help growing anxious, and Ritsuka couldn't help but look toward Merlin, who was maintaining the magecraft to block the Tide of Chaos.
"...I don't know."
However, Merlin's answer only tightened the knot of anxiety in Ritsuka's already uneasy heart.
"Aaaa!"
Tiamat's voice rang out again. That sound, incomprehensible to humans, pierced through eardrums, numbing everyone's movements as if paralyzed. Ishtar, already struggling to fend off the enemy, was sent flying directly, her body now covered in numerous wounds.
Not only that, but the Underworld, which had been as cold as a snow mountain—capable of reaching minus forty degrees—suddenly grew sweltering hot.
"What's happening!?"
Ritsuka looked in confusion at Tiamat, who had suddenly become restless. Could it be that even at this point, she still had a trump card?
Although Merlin's perception could barely affect Tiamat, he was still a candidate for the Grand Caster. His extraordinary magical sense detected something amiss.
It wasn't just Merlin. Roman's voice also came through, panicked: "What's going on over there!? Tiamat's magical energy has suddenly skyrocketed! The temperature has already exceeded three times that of Ishtar's Noble Phantasm! Get away from there immediately! Ritsuka! With a human constitution, staying nearby will cause dehydration in no time!"
Even without Roman's warning, Ritsuka could already feel the wailing of his sweat glands. Every inch of his body was uncomfortable, as if trapped in a furnace. Just breathing felt like his lungs were being set ablaze, and with every gasp, massive amounts of moisture were lost.
Seeing this, Mash quickly carried Ritsuka to a distance, while Merlin frowned at Tiamat.
What was happening? Had he miscalculated? But the Crimson Kite Immortal, who wielded the power of consciousness, should have been their only hope against assimilation...
Just as everyone noticed something was wrong, an even more terrifying heat swept through the Underworld.
Soon, an abnormal golden light appeared in Tiamat's abdomen. Merlin immediately understood what was happening, and his expression brightened: "It seems the Crimson Kite Immortal has succeeded!"
Hearing this, Ritsuka, whose consciousness had been growing hazy from the heat, forced himself to focus. He looked at the great goddess struggling to rise in the distance and realized that the golden light in her abdomen was none other than the proof of her melting away under the intense heat.
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