Chapter 2521 / Chapter 2522

Vita will be the challenger then.

Although Sparkle's initial goal was simply to eliminate the Star-Crossed, wouldn't it be even better if she could eliminate Vita as well?

Thinking of this, Sparkle turned her head and looked excitedly at the Iron Tomb, which was absorbing the light of Aha. The power of the Aeon of Joy was surging into the Iron Tomb's body along the chains, and a layer of golden luster faintly appeared on the surface of the Iron Tomb's mechanical shell.

"Wow!" Sparkle couldn't help but exclaim.

Sparkle and A Kivili exchanged a glance.

"... What do we do now?" Sparkle's voice was a little weak.

"How should I know what to do? What happened to all that Wish Power you absorbed? Just kill her!" A Kivili said irritably.

"What the hell! I thought I had you and Aha, so I exchanged all my Wish Power for Command Spell! But now that the Servant is gone, what's the use of Command Spell?!" Sparkle said, holding her head in her hands, looking utterly devastated.

Sparkle is self-aware.

Even if he absorbed the Wish Power of all the spectators in the entire playground and even all the viewers in the live broadcast room to improve his Spirit Origin, he still couldn't defeat Iron Tomb in its normal state, let alone Iron Tomb after absorbing the power of the Gacha.

Therefore, Sparkle made a decision that seemed very reasonable at the time—instead of wasting her Wish Power on improving her own negligible attributes, she should convert it all into Command Spell to strengthen her Servants.

As Imagenae Heroic Spirit, Sparkle has a natural advantage in absorbing Wish Power. She can use Wish Power to enhance her Spirit Origin like a normal Heroic Spirit, or she can convert Wish Power into Command Spell like a normal Master.

Sparkle hates waste, so she chose the option that maximizes returns.

I just didn't expect the Servant be gone so quickly.

"Or are you saying that if I empower you with Command Spell, you're confident you can defeat a combined Iron Tomb and two copies of the Aeon of Joy's power?" Sparkle looked at A Kivili without much hope.

A Kivili glanced at the ever-expanding Iron Tomb, where the mechanical giant had grown even larger after absorbing Aha, and the golden light surrounding it was growing ever brighter.

"Probably not," A Kivili replied honestly.

A Kivili looked at Sparkle, only to find Sparkle stroking his chin, lost in thought.

"What? Have you thought of a solution?" A Kivili's tone carried a hint of curiosity.

"No. I was wondering, if I Slide Tackle to my knees in front of Sparkle and begged her for mercy, would she spare me? After all, I'm a copy of her, so in a sense we're sisters, right?" Sparkle shook her head and said seriously.

"..." A Kivili rolled his eyes at Sparkle without any expression.

Chapter 2521

But just as the Iron Tomb was glowing with golden-red light and entering a crucial stage of evolution and advancement, a shattering sound so clear that everyone could hear it suddenly exploded from the center of the stage.

"Click."

The sound was crisp and piercing, like some kind of metal structure being stretched to its limit by the internal pressure, bursting open at a critical point.

Upon hearing this sound, everyone on the stage paused for a moment, their eyes all turning in the direction of the sound.

In the end, everyone's eyes fell on the Iron Tomb.

On the massive, sky-obscuring mechanical shell of the Iron Tomb, a thin crack was slowly spreading from its chest.

The crack started at the seam of the Iron Tomb's chest armor, climbed up over the shoulder blades, and went down through the core armor plate of the abdomen. Small metal fragments kept breaking off from the edges of the crack, falling like stars onto the stage floor.

Sparkle stared at the ever-expanding crack, a flicker of panic crossing her eyes for the first time.

"Haha! You idiot! The Iron Tomb may indeed possess a special attack against the Aeon of Joy, but Iron Tomb own capacity is simply insufficient to support it absorbing two portions of the Aeon of Joy's power! You think eating more is a good thing? You've got a belly full, haven't you! Now you're dumbfounded!"

Sparkle suddenly threw her head back and burst into laughter, pointing at Sparkle as she laughed, the corners of her mouth stretching almost to her ears.

Sparkle watched as the cracks gradually appeared on the Iron Tomb's body and subconsciously took a step back.

She watched as the crack in Iron Tomb's chest expanded outwards at a visible speed, and the golden-red divine light that had been flowing between the gaps in the armor began to become unstable.

Sparkle thought that Sparkle was stunned by the sudden change, so he put one foot on the gravel of the stage, looked down in Sparkle's direction, and his voice became more and more arrogant.

"What? Lady Sparkle, are you panicking now? Weren't you so powerful just now? Weren't you going to instantly Star-Crossed? Didn't you say that even if I gathered Wish Power of the entire playground, I still couldn't beat your invincible Iron Tomb? Why is your invincible Iron Tomb starting to crack? Sparkle, say something! Why aren't you saying anything?"

"Are you terrified by your own Iron Tomb? Do you want me to lend you some of my Wish Power to repair the cracks? Don't be shy, I have plenty of Command Spell anyway. If you kneel down and chant 'Conquer' right now, I might consider saving you."

Sparkle stood with her hands on her hips, watching the crimson cracks bloom continuously, and entered her standard taunting mode.

Sparkle did not respond to Sparkle's taunts. Her gaze remained fixed on the armor plate on Iron Tomb's chest, which was cracked beyond recognition, watching as the golden-red light belonging to the Aeon of Joy began to burst forth from the scarlet cracks.

"By the way, why doesn't Sparkle interrupt the Iron Tomb's absorption process?" Sparkle tilted her head and muttered to A Kivili with some curiosity.

This is also what Sparkle is wondering about.

Sparkle has Command Spell, which she can use to Command Spell in the problems Iron Tomb is currently facing.

Even if the problem of insufficient size of the Iron Tomb cannot be completely solved, it can at least slow down the spread of cracks.

But Sparkle has just stood there, watching the cracks in the Iron Tomb multiply, without making any move.

A Kivili did not answer Sparkle's question, but instead stared seriously at the Iron Tomb that was constantly cracking.

Then, under the watchful eyes of countless spectators, the cracks covering the Iron Tomb finally reached a critical point.

"Bang!"

The massive mechanical shell of the Iron Tomb suddenly exploded, and countless scarlet rays of light burst forth from the cracks, Setsuna turning the entire stage into a dazzling crimson red.

"Ah! My eyes! What the hell did they put in this damn Iron Tomb? A light bulb?" someone in the audience screamed, covering their eyes.

As the blinding red light gradually faded, Sparkle rubbed her eyes and, almost at the same moment the light disappeared, eagerly raised her head, ready to continue mocking Sparkle in the most sarcastic tone.

However, as the blinding red light gradually dissipated, the mocking smile that Sparkle had prepared on her face slowly froze.

Because things didn't go as Sparkle had imagined.

The Iron Tomb did indeed explode. Its once massive, heavy, armored shell shattered into pieces, like a snake shedding its skin.

But what was shrouded in light was not a pile of shattered mechanical wreckage, but a more slender, streamlined, and ornate suit of armor.

The original rough and heavy mechanical shell of the Iron Tomb has been completely shed, replaced by a layer of deep red armor that fits the body. The surface of the armor is covered with golden-red patterns, each pattern looking like a circuit reforged by some kind of Aeon power.

And on the head of that armor, there was clearly embedded Aha's perpetually smiling red mask.

It was as if a head belonging to Aha had grown out of this armor.

Sparkle's smile vanished completely. She slowly turned her head and found that Sparkle had retreated behind her during the chaos. The two were now so close that Sparkle could see the barely perceptible tension in Sparkle's eyes.

"Uh... well, the older model, you know. I've always been a very filial daughter since I was little." Sparkle forced a smile and said to Sparkle in a flattering tone.

In Sparkle's view, this wasn't a failed evolution of the Iron Tomb; it was a complete transformation.

They were already outmatched, and now they're even less likely to win. No matter how you look at it, they can't possibly win, right?

But Sparkle ignored Sparkle's pleas for mercy. She even took a few steps back again, then "protected" Sparkle in front of her, watching the newly renovated Iron Tomb with a wary expression.

"Uh... well, let's talk this over, don't stab me in the back." Sparkle felt Sparkle's hand on her back, and she jumped up instinctively, raising her hands.

"Stop messing around. We're in big trouble now." Sparkle's voice rarely carried a hint of genuine tension.

"Huh? What do you mean?" Sparkle tilted her head.

"Because ever since... this Iron Tomb has stopped obeying my commands." Sparkle's tone turned somber.

"Huh?" Sparkle's mind hadn't quite caught up yet.

Just then, the mask of Aha on the head of the Iron Tomb suddenly emitted a familiar, irritating laugh that echoed throughout the entire stage.

"Haha! I feel like my body is bursting with energy right now!"

It's Aha's voice.

The moment Sparkle heard that voice, her expression shifted from fear to ecstasy.

Sparkle took a step forward almost reflexively, turned to Sparkle with a smug smile, and put her hands on her hips.

"Sparkle! Hahaha, you're finished! Now your Iron Tomb is mine! The tide has turned! Kneel down and sing 'Conquer' for me, and I might spare your life!" Sparkle pointed at Sparkle, laughing hysterically.

The audience below the stage stared at Sparkle's face, which had changed four times in the past thirty seconds, and were all speechless.

Wait... aren't you changing your tune a little too fast? What about your dignity?

But faced with such an arrogant Sparkle, A Kivili did not smile, and Sparkle even rolled her eyes at Sparkle.

"Idiot, still can't you figure out the situation?" Sparkle looked at Sparkle with the kind of look one would give someone an idiot.

"Huh? What do you mean?" Sparkle tilted her head, a smile still on her face.

"You think the current Iron Tomb is your Servant? Then let me ask you... do you have Command Spell?"

After being reminded by Sparkle, Sparkle subconsciously looked down at the back of her hand.

The place was originally inscribed with the Command Spell emblem created after the contract was signed with Aha.

Empty.

The back of his hand was spotless, without even a trace of a Command Spell.

Sparkle's smile vanished again, and she slowly turned her head to look at the Aha mask above Iron Tomb's head.

Chapter 2522

"But... shouldn't that be Aha talking? Aha is my Servant..." Sparkle's voice trailed off.

"Don't you understand the situation? We've both been tricked by Aha." Sparkle sighed, her tone full of helplessness.

"Well..."

"Aha was originally my Servant. After I severed his connection with him using Miraculous Item, I transferred the contract to you. You became his Master after establishing a connection with him—you know all of this." Sparkle said, looking at Sparkle still seemed unwilling to accept reality.

"Hmm," Sparkle nodded.

"But Iron Tomb did indeed kill Aha just now. That's correct," Sparkle continued.

"So what's going on here?" Sparkle looked at the mask of Aha, which was still smiling brightly on the Iron Tomb, and couldn't help but take a few steps back, shrinking to Sparkle's side.

"Ruler Aha has just died. Because he is dead, he is no longer considered your Servant, and your Command Spell are naturally ineffective against him. As for the Iron Tomb, which originally belonged to me, it has indeed been possessed in some sense. This means that my Command Spell are effective against the Iron Tomb, but ineffective against the possessed Iron Tomb."

Sparkle paused, glanced at Sparkle, and continued, "So what appears before us now is an ultimate fusion-type Servant belongs to both of us, yet is not bound by either of our Command Spell Seals."

"No way, this works?! How can Aha possess someone after he dies?" Sparkle asked incredulously.

"In actual history, whether it was intentional or accidental on Aha's part, the Iron Tomb did indeed kill the Aeon of Joy and merge with him," Sparkle sighed, continuing with a hint of helplessness.

"The Servant I summoned isn't simply the Aeon of Joy, but a fusion Servant with the Aeon of Joy as the main body and Iron Tomb as the secondary body. And if nothing unexpected happens... this Servant does indeed possess a Noble Phantasm that allows it to possess Iron Tomb's Noble Phantasm after being killed by him."

"Why didn't you tell me about something this important sooner?!" Sparkle suddenly turned to look at Sparkle.

"How was I supposed to know Aha would have this type of Noble Phantasm?" Sparkle replied, somewhat annoyed.

"He was your Servant to begin with! Didn't you even bother to look at the details of his Noble Phantasm?" Sparkle accused.

"He was your Servant just now, didn't you know that?" Sparkle retorted.

"Because I inherited your contract, I have no control over Aha. As his Master, I can't even see his information panel," Sparkle said, hands on her hips, speaking with conviction.

"Laughable. You know you inherited my contract, huh? You can see things you can't?" Sparkle crossed her arms and pouted.

"..."×2

Sparkle and Sparkle looked at each other in bewilderment.

At that moment, the Aha mask atop the Iron Tomb spoke again.

"Alright, alright, you two stop arguing. I don't have any Noble Phantasm that allows me to possess Iron Tomb after being killed by it." Aha's voice came from behind the mask, carrying that perpetually punchable laugh.

"..." Both Sparkle and Sparkle looked at Iron Tomb at the same time.

"Let me show you the truth. My control of the Iron Tomb wasn't due to my Noble Phantasm or Inherent Skills. It was because of... First Ripple."

"Snap."

Aha snapped his fingers, controlling the Iron Tomb's newly refurbished mechanical arm.

As the snap of the fingers fell, a white light flashed on Iron Tomb's massive shoulder, and a figure appeared out of thin air.

The girl's face was almost identical to Cyrene's in the audience, but her hair was blue-purple.

The girl greeted Sparkle and Sparkle a little shyly, then looked down at the stage and spotted Cyrene and Chen Li in the crowd, waving cheerfully.

Cyrene, sitting in the audience, also raised her hand and waved with a smile.

"Damn it... I forgot about that! Aha and this First Ripple... also known as the former Demiurge, belong to the same Servant. And the former Demiurge is the true mastermind of Iron Tomb... tsk." Sparkle's expression suddenly changed.

Although Sparkle didn't finish her sentence, Sparkle completely understood what she meant.

Sparkle did indeed kill Aha with the Iron Tomb, and she did indeed absorb Aha's power into the Iron Tomb.

But Sparkle forgot that Aha is not just Aha.

"Hey! My dear Servant! Form a contract with me again! Now you possess double the power of the Aeon of Joy, and I have an armful of Command Spell! If we form a contract, we'll be invincible! We'll sweep through the Holy Grail War in one night! How about it?"