Composite Anime, Starting with the Creation of the Delta of Fate, My Friends Have Gone Wild Chapter 47

His other hand rested on "Cú Chulainn," who was slowly dissipating.

He performed Magecraft—reverse analysis.

I am an absolute genius.

Responding to the expectations of my companions, Only in this moment, —I must be a Person of All Trades!

[Kischur Zelretch: "Is this possible?!"]

[Luvia: "This is insane. Can someone with absolutely no foundation in Magecraft truly construct such a spell?"]

[Makiri: "This isn't a regular summoning, but a secondary summoning. Overlapping the summoning on him before the Heroic Spirit completely vanishes… is that even possible?"]

[Tokiomi Tohsaka: "If the Heroic Spirit's consciousness were still present, a new contract would suffice. But Cú Chulainn's consciousness has already vanished, and his Spirit Core is completely destroyed. It's entirely different from the first summoning of a Heroic Spirit… She's just a mortal, she can't do this."]

[Medea: "If even the slightest thing goes wrong in the process, the summoning will fail. I can't even succeed in such a reconstruction on my first try; it requires extensive experimentation. But this young girl… I can't say for sure."]

[Da Vinci: "She'll definitely succeed… That's my Formal Wear! The me from that world must have recognized her too! As a fellow Person of All Trades, I believe in her!"]

Analyze, analyze, analyze, The world, the Heroic Spirits, exist beyond time, yet are tied to it.

Trace back, trace back, trace back.

The battlefield, the mad dog, that is his legend.

The "Golden Fleece" in his hand melted and flowed into the inferior "Imitation Heroic Spirit Foundation," emitting faint golden light.

She raised her staff, analyzing and constructing a new summoning incantation from scratch.

The blue figure before her had become transparent, its lower half completely dissipated.

In the distance, A green figure charged headfirst into a black arrow, A surge of red magical energy exploded, completely engulfing him, leaving only a charred corpse.

A red figure once again projected Chains of Heaven and drew its bow.

Though he didn't believe she could accomplish such a miraculous feat, he ultimately chose to

maintain sufficient respect

for these people.

"Enter!"

Kurisu Makise inserted the glowing Spirit Core into Cú Chulainn's body. She placed her hands on her staff, then plunged it into the ground.

Under the moonlight, Beneath her feet, A reverse pentagram magic circle emerged!

"Here I swear!"

"I am the one who achieves all good deeds."

"I am the one who tramples upon all malice in the world."

"You are the crimson flash of the Celtic battlefield, who drank the battlefield's wails and memorized the spells of the shadow realm."

"You are the mad dog bitten by fate, piercing through life and death, a hero who protected glory."

"The three great words of power shall bless you for seven days."

Suddenly, the blue figure her hand rested upon completely vanished.

Rainwater slid down her forehead, and her vision became completely empty.

She bit her lip, drawing blood, yet she did not fall into silence or despair.

Instead, she continued in the center of the battlefield—singing at the top of her lungs!

"Break through the restraining wheel and reappear!"

"Guardian of the scales!"

The destructive arrow had already been loosed, and it gradually enlarged in her vision.

But at this moment, What filled Kurisu Makise's heart was not the fear of life and death, but!

She bent down with all her might in the rain and shouted with all her strength:

"If you are a true hero, "Don't end it so easily!!!"

As the dark arrow was about to engulf her, Red Archer, who had closed his eyes and was ready to relax, suddenly snapped them open.

What is this—?!

A lightning-fast spear tip!

Red patterns condensed on the back of the girl's hand, forming a brand new Command Spell!

"Boom!!"

Tears and raindrops slid down Makise Kurisu's cheeks.

The next moment!

She was scooped up by a transparent figure, dodging the explosion.

The transparent figure sprinted away with her!

She was brought to the room where her companions were, falling onto the ground before the threshold.

The Spiritron-ified Heroic Spirit manifested on its own.

Moonlight shone through the dark clouds onto her, and a familiar voice echoed:

"Servant, Lancer, I have answered your summons."

The blue figure held a red spear, and the moonlight glinting off him cast a pearlescent golden hue.

There were no longer any wounds on his body, and the surging mana within him was even greater than before.

His red eyes were terrifyingly bright, yet they held no substantial aggression.

Much like the moonlight.

Makise Kurisu looked up, and this time the nickname above his head was green, signifying a complete ally.

[Servant: Cú Chulainn]

[Class: Lancer]

[Status: Ally (Affection: 100)]

[Affiliation: Regular Staff - Makise Kurisu (Master)]

He knelt on one knee:

"Master, what are your orders."

Makise Kurisu wiped away her tears, clenched her fist, and said fiercely:

"Cú Chulainn! Go—and defeat him!"

"Yes, Master!"

Cú Chulainn stood up, spear in hand, and returned to the battlefield.

His gaze wasn't fixed on Red Archer, but first fell upon the corpse of the green-clad youth. He looked up and laughed self-deprecatingly:

"It seems I'm not much of a true hero either."

In the black curtain of rain, he lowered his head like a wild dog, dragging his spear as he walked slowly. He tilted his head slightly forward, his smile completely gone.

Facing the red-clad Heroic Spirit before him, Cú Chulainn's blood-red eyes blazed with ferocity, filled with unparalleled rage and killing intent.

"You have truly angered me, nameless red Servant."

"—Witness the Wrath of Cú Chulainn."

Chapter 0032: Warrior and Hero, This Round of Testing Ends (8K)

"Damn it! How is this possible!?"

Red Archer stared at Cú Chulainn, who was brimming with mana and completely unharmed, his expression one of disbelief.

He recalled the summoning Magecraft the red-haired girl had unleashed earlier:

"This is impossible. If Heroic Spirits can be repeatedly summoned without end, then the Holy Grail War... will never end!"

"Hmph, you can't even begin to imagine the abilities of that young lady."

Cú Chulainn snorted coldly and raised his spear tip:

"Why am I even talking to you? You're not worthy of listening anyway."

Red Archer turned and hopped away on one foot. Facing Cú Chulainn in this state, even if he were at his peak, he would have at most a 40% chance of winning!

"Hmph, and you think you can escape now?"

Cú Chulainn leaned back, his posture flamboyant, unleashing his Noble Phantasm.

"Gae Bolg!"

The crimson spear, covered in incredibly surging Magecraft, was like a blood-red lightning bolt of death!

"Hmph..."

Red Archer could only stop. Running from this spear was useless, so he turned to prepare to receive it head-on!

"Rho Aias!"

He chose to deploy seven petals!

"Bang bang bang bang bang!"

The instant the red spear tip touched the pink petals, its immense piercing power broke through five layers!

"This is impossible!"

Red Archer's brown pupils widened. This was not the power of Gae Bolg as he knew it!

This Noble Phantasm, a barrier with invincible defense against thrown weapons, had each layer possessing defensive power comparable to a city wall!

Red Archer extended his right hand, wanting to increase the supply of Magecraft! But after just reinforcing it for a moment, he stopped. His Magecraft... was already depleted!

Then! The sixth layer of the chrysanthemum shield shattered!

It's fine. Even if he couldn't continuously supply Magecraft!

As a heroic shield used in the Trojan War, its final layer had once blocked Hector's javelin!

It couldn't possibly be broken by a thrown weapon!

But! The impossible happened!

The final layer shattered completely, and the crimson spear still had a sliver of power left!