The Fear Brought by the Monster

"AAAAAH—"

Boom—

Arno No. 1 slapped a mechanical familiar flat with one blow and let out a roar.

"What terrifying strength." Charles Babbage's body had already been mechanized. If he had a face, his expression would probably have been a deep frown.

"And that form. Though it bears the reaction of a Servant... Berserker?"

The mechanical soldiers created by Charles Babbage were like paper in front of Arno No. 1. They posed no threat at all, and their numbers dwindled rapidly.

"Ahh—Aaaaaah—"

The monster lowered its head.

Yet Charles Babbage sensed nothing and continued controlling the mechanical soldiers as he launched ranged attacks at Arno No. 1.

Roar—

A deep growl rang out. Its bizarre arms braced against the ground, its mouth opened wide, and white light appeared within the monster's maw.

That was—

The white light was brilliant, incredibly brilliant. It shone not only through its mouth; even through those densely packed compound eyes, white light could be seen coursing through the structure of its body.

Norla did not know what it was. He only knew that it was extraordinarily destructive.

Ore mined from the depths of London Pit's Vein Corridor had been tainted with a trace of Albion's nature.

Though it was only the faintest trace, it was still enough to recreate that terror akin to a calamity of flames.

BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM—!!!!!

White flames erupted from Arno No. 1's mouth like a volcanic eruption directed toward the earth's core. Blocked by the ground, they transformed into a tidal wave that swept across all of Fulham.

"Urgh—"

Charles Babbage, who was close by, was touched by the white flames. Because pain receptors had been implanted into his machinery, he cried out in agony.

Noticing Charles Babbage, Arno No. 1 abruptly turned its head like a hunter