Lost Contact in the World of Type-Moon
Chapter 41

A Person in Type-Moon, Now Lost Contact

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I want Ea, the Sword of Rupture, and the Chains of Heaven.

Of course, that's impossible. If I said it, my account would be deleted and I'd have to start over.

"Immortal Grass, a Golden Apple, and a suitable weapon," Li Zihan pondered, looking at the myriad of Noble Phantasms filling the sky.

Li Zihan's plan was just to get the Immortal Grass, use it to clear Old Man Worm's head, then get the data for a Command Spell system from him, and have him strengthen the Command Spell effects to prepare for the final battle.

But he really didn't expect Gleaming to be so generous, offering three items. The sky was filled with dazzling Noble Phantasms, each one capable of being a treasured heirloom for a royal family. If he hadn't been outmatched, Li Zihan would have loved to just rob them.

Choosing three items from over ten thousand was enough to give someone with a fear of making choices a migraine.

"Berserker's Master, will you stand before this King as an enemy next?" Gilgamesh tossed a wine flask to Li Zihan, which was considered an additional reward.

Li Zihan sniffed the flask and then stuffed it into Imaginary Space. Such a good item was meant to be savored slowly in private. Drinking it all in one gulp would be too wasteful.

"Hmm, although surrendering to Your Majesty would surely pave my way to success, and perhaps I might even become the Third Magic User in the future, I've made a promise to someone else, so I can only be your enemy."

"If that's the case, then choose Gungnir. If you want to kill this King, you'll need at least a top-tier Noble Phantasm with such special properties."

Gilgamesh threw his head back and laughed, then abruptly stopped. A cold glint had always been present in his eyes, and at this moment, the temperature in his gaze was enough to freeze time and space.

Perhaps at this moment, he was the true Gilgamesh, the King of Heroes, the Servant Slayer.

The Eternal Spear Gungnir, it was the exclusive weapon used by the Sovereign Odin of Norse mythology. The spear's ability was quite simple yet powerful: "It will always hit its target once thrown," a divine spear that never missed, capable of piercing anything it struck.

It was also said that this spear was forged by dwarves at the command of the smith Dvalinn (some say it was the evil god Loki who, in the incident involving Sif's hair, asked dwarves to craft it). It was inscribed with the holy contract of Runes, and through its magic, no armor could resist it. Furthermore, the spear shaft, made from the World Tree, was astonishingly hard, making it impossible for any weapon to destroy this divine spear. Its wielder would become the ruler of the world.

Without a doubt, this was a Noble Phantasm capable of killing Archer.

"This is a weapon this King bestows upon his subject, catch it well." A cruel smile spread across Archer's face, like a dragon eager to devour its prey. "Next, it will be time for this King to purge traitors and false kings."

"Aaaaaaaah—" A heart-wrenching scream erupted. The source was Tokiomi Tohsaka. A strangely shaped dagger pierced his palm. Under the impact of the Noble Phantasm's power, his flesh was torn, and his bones shattered.

The crimson Magic Crest on Tokiomi Tohsaka's hand faded at a speed visible to the naked eye. It was clear that his contract with Archer had been severed. He had lost his eligibility to compete.

The name of that dagger was the Talisman of Annihilation, a blade of betrayal that could break all contracts.

"Using this King as a sacrifice, your courage is commendable." Archer showed no signs of hatred. "I originally intended to keep you as a clown, but the upcoming battle concerns this King's best friend. Mage, this contract ends here."

"Tonight, this King had a great time." Archer's figure vanished from the courtyard, leaving behind only golden specks of light and a calm lingering voice. "The next time we meet, I will sever your heads."

It seems I'll be busy from now on, and things might go south. Li Zihan gripped the shaft of Gungnir and absorbed it into his body.

After fusing with the Count's Noble Phantasm, his physique had gained the characteristic of storing Noble Phantasms, similar to Conceptual Material, but a bit more advanced.

Li Zihan walked over to Tokiomi Tohsaka and nonchalantly pulled out the Talisman of Annihilation, then put it away. "Mr. Tohsaka, I'll have someone send you to the hospital."

However, with blood spilled here, this gathering was hardly going to continue. The atmosphere from now on would likely not feel like a banquet.

"Everyone, the gathering continues." Li Zihan decided to act as if nothing had happened. "I've also bought a lot of things, we must have fun today."

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ps: Big breakthrough, I've evolved from 2k to 3.5k. Maybe I can do double updates in the future.

Perhaps this is the sorrow of someone with clumsy hands.

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