Chapter 700
She had previously used her "Logos React" to confront Shirou and launch a surprise attack, severing his right hand.
Unexpectedly, red sand gushed out from the severed limb.
The suspicious red sand pulled the right arm back, reconnecting it to the body of "Logos React".
Gray deduced that the red sand was the true form of the "Logos React".
To defeat her, is the only option "Erosion Blade Gold" or a high-powered Noble Phantasm?
Even so, Gray couldn't make "Add" transform any further.
Rhongomyniad's Noble Phantasm is too large to be unleashed in this place.
If the opponent were massive, it might be worth considering, but what would happen Anti-City Noble Phantasm -level Magecraft were used in such a confined space?
It's certain that it will cause significant damage to the underground space; not only will it endanger Leinys and Shirou, but she might even bury herself alive.
Gray is not only unable to use the Holy Lance herself, but she also has to prevent the "Logos React" from breaking down.
"... I do not understand."
The masked girl muttered to herself as she suppressed Gray.
Why did I come here? Why can't I ignore these external factors?
Why would I even liberate the independent elements within myself? Why, if I am capable of this, wouldn't I understand?
Re-inspection, re-inspection, re-inspection is required.
To uphold the spirit of King Arthur in accordance with the contract.
To verify this, some parameters were set to initial values in parallel.
The omniscient and omnipotent spirit quantum calculus emitted a puzzled sound.
"Initial values from the Trismegistus confirmed."
The size and evolution of primates have been confirmed.
The continuation and scope of Human Order.
Examining the various possibilities of Parallel World under certain conditions...
Three seconds left until the test ends... two seconds... one second... End.
Based on the above conclusions, I should continue.
All possibilities outside the defined environment should be examined.
The closed microcosm (Mikrokosmos) is precisely the gateway to the infinite macrocosm (Makrokosmos).
Asking and answering my own questions.
Or rather, it's similar to the act of someone writing equations on a wall all by themselves.
Yes. I must protect. I must reach out. I must provide relief.
I must expand my abilities as much as possible to stop the destruction.
Gray remembered Shirou's earlier explanation.
The Seven Great Weapons of the Atlas Institute were created to save humanity from annihilation.
However, the result not only fails to prevent extinction, but its power will only bring about the destruction of mankind.
The end of the paradox lies in the contradiction between ends and means.
It is precisely because of setting a goal that one can never give up that the dream ends up as a wreck.
(... maybe.)
Perhaps I'm the same way in the real world.
The desire to resurrect the dead King Arthur... that starting point must have simply been respect for the king and a wish to see him again.
The resurrection of the king should have been merely a means to an end.
However, for later generations, the resurrection of the King became the goal itself.
Even though she had no idea how the resurrected queen would guide her, the villagers were still obsessed with the matter.
Surely everyone makes this mistake at some point.
Gray was momentarily immersed in this sadness.
At the same time, she sensed the Holy Lance of "Logos React" gathering magical power once again.
... We absolutely cannot let her pull over!
I define this period as an obstacle (bug) that delays my efforts to provide relief.
The calculation should be made more efficient; the application requests an increase in output to 8%. Configuration confirmation. License approval.
With a hum, even more magic expanded.
The True Name Release of Black Rhongomyniad is liberated.
If she uses that move, then everything will be over.
She knew all too well just how powerful that Noble Phantasm.
"Gray!"
I heard Shirou's call.
The boy whom Gray once idolized and revered as a king.
But all of that was just a dream; in the real world, they were nothing more than strangers who had just met.
Even so, Gray made her decision.
I want to believe in Shirou.
It's not about believing the stories woven by the quantum calculus, but about trusting your own Instinct.
"Aaaaaaaahhhhh!"
Gray lunged toward the Black Holy Lance.
"Logos React" stopped charging due to the sudden attack and thrust a gun at Gray.
Gray barely managed to dodge the attack by rolling, then ran past Shirou.
They only exchanged glances, but that was enough.
Shirou and Gray switched positions and their opponents.
Shirou circled around behind Gray and deflected the Black Holy Lance.
Gray, meanwhile, slightly bent her knees and raised her great scythe high toward the King of Dead Apostles who ruled the sky.
You can feel Shirou push hard against your back with his free hand.
"Go, Gray!"
"Yes!"
Gray pushed her body to its limit and leaped up lightly.
The jump easily covered ten meters, but countless black feathers transformed into sharp blades and attacked.
Gray was caught in mid-air with nowhere to hide, and just as she was about to be torn to shreds—
A dazzling silver light suddenly enveloped the girl's body.
"This is... huh?"
"Phew, finally caught up, Trimmau..."
Your owner almost had to be the straight man the whole time!
A voice that sounded relieved came from below.
Silver shimmered on Gray's hands and feet.
The silver covering his entire body—"Volumen hydrargyrum"—transformed into a beautiful suit of armor.
The Supreme Spiritron Dress of the El-Melloi School should have been excluded from the script world by "Logos React".
However, what sets Trimmau apart from other formal wearers is her intellect.
After realizing that her master had disappeared from the real world, she naturally wouldn't ignore it—so she chased after him here.
Leinys looked at Gray and smiled slightly, "I'll lend you my Volumen hydrargyrum (dress). Good luck."
Liquid mercury transformed into armor and a whip, blocking all the attacks unleashed by Blackmore.
At the same time, Gray also imbued "Add" with Anti-Spirit Magecraft ".
As the guardian of Blackmoa, she is more adept than any knight at dealing with the undead.
Whether undead or Dead Apostle, they are destined to be harvested before this great scythe.
However, this time the enemy is the King of Dead Apostles has existed for over a thousand years.
That is not something that can be destroyed by "Anti-Spirit Magecraft" or the power of the Holy Lance alone; previous battles have already proven this.
Is it possible...?
As she drew ever closer to the enemy, Gray began to waver.
Just as she hesitated, a warm magical power flowed into her body.
This is...
Gray's vision changed.
The flow and transfer of force.
These are the Magecraft characteristics possessed by the Magecraft of the Einzbern family, Three Founding Families in the Holy Grail War.
The inheritors of the Third Magic are skilled in the transmutation and creation of substances with this property, namely alchemy, and possess advanced technology in the creation of androids.
Shifting consciousness means diverting the view of an object to other objects (such as trees, city walls, etc.) in order to receive the view of that object.
This transfer Magecraft can be applied to Magecraft involving foresight and possession.
However, the success rate of the transfer Magecraft that "replaces another person's consciousness" is too low, and if the "original consciousness" is stimulated while the consciousness is being transferred, the consciousness will be forcibly sent back.
Therefore, this Magecraft is not suitable for combat. It is mainly used to transfer consciousness between oneself and familiars or automatons, allowing them to explore dangerous magical paths on one's behalf.
Now, using the foundation of this Magecraft taught to him by Irisviel, Shirou shares his Mystic Eyes with Gray.
The girl's emerald green eyes transformed into a rainbow-colored light, like that of Garan no Dou.
"..."
Gray saw it clearly.
Countless flowing, graffiti-like lines are spread across Gransurg Blackmoa's body and wings.
Then, those lines eventually converge and intersect at a point located on the neck.
Then.
The girl, wielding the Death God's scythe and the Death God's eye, drew arcs of light with complete absorption.
The sharp blade slashed across Blackmore's neck, severing the bird's head and sending it flying.
The Death God who descended here will utterly annihilate the ancient Dead Apostle known as the King of the Sky.
Its remains turned into a rain of black ash.
"Haa... haa... haa... haa..."
Gray knelt on the ground, pressed her hands to her eyes, and gasped for breath.
She felt like her head was about to explode after just a fleeting moment of using those eyes.
Is it possible for my king (Shirou) to withstand such an abnormal thing?
"Haa... haa... haa..."
But they won.