I Create the Holy Grail War, Shocking the World Chapter 29

What a terrifying parallel world...

After death, human heroes can ascend into immortal Heroic Spirits.

Neither of these Servants were inferior to him in close combat, and in fact, they were even slightly stronger!

However, while swordsmanship was his strongest skill, it wasn't the opponent's strongest skill.

One was a Rider, the other an Archer; their true trump cards were still held in their hands.

Those must be world-shattering killing moves!

They are fantasies forged from the praise of countless generations of humans, sung by all people, and finally sublimated—'Noble Phantasms'!

Putting aside the white-haired female Heroic Spirit of unknown identity, Medusa's Petrifying Magic Eye alone made Nurarihyon extremely wary.

After countless long years, no one knows how many Heroic Spirits exist in the Throne of Heroes...

This must be the true foundation of humanity in that world.

Even Seimei, who dominated Tokyo a thousand years ago and could cleave both humans and yokai...

He would have felt immense fear in the face of such a situation.

Nurarihyon let out a sigh at the thought of seven Servants of this caliber about to battle in Fuyuki City.

"Fuyuki City... is in trouble."

["BOOM...!!"]

[Thunder tore through the heavens, and purple arcs of light instantly illuminated the night sky!]

[Battles that only exist in myths and legends were steadily reaching their climax!]

The whole world silently watched this scene, their minds almost frozen.

35. Projection Magic, Bellerophon's Reins, Shimo Yukino is about to die!

[At Hohzuki Academy, two female Heroic Spirits engaged in a fierce battle, the situation heating up.]

[Their speed increased with each passing moment, chains and twin blades dancing, emitting intense metallic friction sounds, countless sparks flying in the air, like the most brilliant aurora under the night sky!]

["CLANG!"]

[After countless clashes, one of the projected Noble Phantasms, Gan Jiang Mo Ye, shattered.]

[After all, it wasn't a true 'Noble Phantasm', but a replica crafted by the Archer class Servant's magic.]

[The white-haired older sister's composed expression faltered slightly, a hint of surprise showing as she retreated rapidly but remained suspended in mid-air, her arms pushed back to her sides.]

[Medusa's eyes sharpened, and she drew her chains back, gripping the sword hilt tightly.]

[—Now's my chance!]

["WHOOSH...!!"]

[She lunged forward, bursting with power. Her incredibly long purple hair flowed like a waterfall with her high-speed movement, and in an instant, she thrust forward towards the white-haired older sister, the cold glint of her sword tip about to pierce the enemy's chest.]

[This was the moment when the white-haired female Heroic Spirit's previous strength had waned and new strength had yet to emerge.]

[The situation was extremely critical.]

"Not good!"

In the Sky Screen world, Shimo Yukino clutched her chest, her heart pounding so hard it felt like it would leap out.

Could her future self really die here?

No...

That's not right...

The PV showed a battle of conviction between herself and herself; she would never die here!

Even so, the girl stared intently at the screen.

Sometimes, even when you know the outcome, your heart still leaps into your throat.

[On a nearby rooftop, Luo Shu's expression turned serious. He clutched colorful gems in his hand, about to throw them. Under the terrifying power of an A-rank magic, even Servants would retreat.]

[As the heir of one of the Three Great Mage Families, his strength far surpassed that of ordinary mages.]

[Once he joined the fray and teamed up with the Archer Servant, they would surely be able to repel Medusa.]

[He had been observing to see if Rider's Master was hidden somewhere on campus.]

[If he could carry out a decapitation strike and eliminate Rider's Master himself, then the formidable enemy Medusa would also be eliminated, rather than escaping with the enhancement of Command Spells or something similar.]

[But judging from the current situation, Rider's Master seemed to be a cowardly individual who remained hidden, not having appeared in person.]

[Heh~]

[Such a fearful Master.]

[Luo Shu chuckled.]

[However, his Servant seemed to be in mortal danger. Although he wanted to ascertain her abilities, he should still offer some support.]

[Now... hmm?]

[He raised an eyebrow slightly, watching the scene below with great interest. There was a new development.]

[The white-haired older sister chanted, "Traceon."]

[Then, mana surged into her palm, and finally, accompanied by the flicker of blue arcs, two brand-new Gan Jiang Mo Ye were reformed.]

[Medusa's pupils constricted, sensing something was wrong, but it was already too late.]

["Clang! Clang clang!!"]

[Gan Jiang Mo Ye deflected the chains, emitting a crisp ringing sound. Amidst the splashing sparks, the blade tip, catching her off guard, slashed towards her fair neck.]

[Medusa was about to retreat when a gust of wind came from behind her.]

[Several beautiful gems shone brilliantly under the moon, instantly cracking and giving birth to a deafening explosion. The soaring flames, carrying rolling shockwaves, scorched her smooth back!]

[I can't retreat anymore...]

[Medusa grunted, forced to meet the sharp Gan Jiang Mo Ye.]

[This strike sealed off all escape routes; it was unavoidable!]

["Slish!"]

[In an instant, large amounts of blood splattered, falling to the ground like a cluster of magnificent red coral.]

[The purple-haired older sister gasped for air, using her superior agility to move to a distant rooftop. She clutched her bleeding shoulder with her right hand, her breath growing weaker.]

[No...]

[I can't hide my Noble Phantasm anymore...]

[Medusa knew that fighting in close combat while injured was akin to a slow death.]

["Whoosh!"]

[The white-haired older sister pursued rapidly, instantly charging onto the rooftop.]

[The strong wind, mixed with the sound of tearing air, caused the air to surge violently as never before.]

[Medusa's eyes narrowed. The blood on her shoulder suddenly dripped, emitting a dazzling white light, ancient and sacred, mixed with wisps of desolate aura.]

[It was as if an ancient being was about to descend anew, and a divine artifact was being reborn.]

[The phantom image of a white pegasus gradually solidified, letting out a low neigh.]

[The white-haired older sister also grew serious. She suddenly retreated, preparing for battle, and chanted as if she too were about to unleash her Noble Phantasm's true name.]

[Medusa shouted sternly, "Rider's... (Bellerophon)!"]

[The white-haired older sister also frowned deeply, "This body is the sword... (Steelismybody)!"]

[The desolate domain of swords seemed about to unfold, the inner world gradually invading reality.]

[This would be the opening battle of the Holy Grail War, an unprecedented clash of Noble Phantasms!!]

[Under the might of the ancient Heroic Spirits, even heaven and earth seemed too small!]

The people of the world were all filled with excitement, looking up at the sky screen with fervent anticipation.

"This is so exciting, my whole body is trembling!!"

"Is a Noble Phantasm clash coming? Is the big one coming!!"

"That is... a phantom horse that cannot exist in this world!"

"Art is explosion, blow up Hohzuki Academy for me!!"

"The first battle is the decisive battle, is it really this thrilling?"

"I hope Archer wins, I like the white-haired big sister!"

"Medusa is clearly more beautiful, it's a shame her Master is that scumbag Matou Shinji!"

"Archer must win! Projection magic is invincible!"

"Pierce her with your Unlimited Blade Works!"

In the shadows of Tokyo, the great demon Hagoromo Gitsune narrowed her eyes, gently fanning herself.

"Is it coming? Let me see if the unhindered might of you Heroic Spirits, sung of by humans, can rival Seimei!"

The Bone-Eating Well, Sengoku era.

Sesshomaru seemed to sense something, casting a cold glance at the clear, cloudless sky.

It was as if something terrifying was about to appear in a distant world.

In the sealed land of the exorcist family, the Kageyama clan, the great demon Tsuchigumo excitedly gazed at the world outside.

"Strong ones..."

"So many strong ones..."

"It would be even better if I could compete with them!"

However, the passionate BGM music suddenly turned cold, and the scene became desolate.

Everyone was stunned, watching the camera shift to another direction.

["Thump..."]

[From the distant teaching building, the faint sound of stepping on pebbles suddenly emerged.]

[The two confronting each other were startled, immediately retracting their surging magic, even the divine light of their Noble Phantasms dispersing, as they looked towards the source of the sound.]

["Who's there?! ×2."]

[The moment they questioned, a figure with long purple hair rushed forward under the moonlight.]

[The white-haired older sister didn't stop her either, calmly watching in that direction.]

[The person in the shadows seemed too flustered, running away without looking back.]

[The atmosphere became silent again, and the young man in the moon-white feathered cloak jumped down from the top floor.]

[Luo Shu walked over and patted his Servant's shoulder, smiling playfully, "I thought you'd be easily eliminated by Rider like a third-rate Servant. I didn't expect you to be not bad."]

[The white-haired older sister batted his hand away, saying calmly, "That would be underestimating me too much, Master."]

["What was that just now? Projection magic?"]

[Luo Shu rested his thumb on his chin, half-jokingly saying, "I remember there's a female Mage at Hohzuki Academy who is also skilled at this. Could you be her ancestor?"]

["How could that be~"]

[The white-haired older sister's expression froze for a moment, then she smiled freely, "I don't recall having any descendants. Thanks to that person, not only did I avoid a tough fight, but I also didn't have to reveal my information."]

[Luo Shu raised an eyebrow, "Then I really should thank her. Shall we go take a look?"]