And then... that was it.
The Astral Dress covering Mukuro Hoshimiya's body was like an invisible mirror wall, and the power of the curse was completely neutralized the moment it came into contact with it.
The defensive capabilities of the Astral Dress itself, combined with the passive resistance to Magic Resistance Mukuro Hoshimiya's high-ranking magic, rendered this attack meaningless.
Even the sheen on the surface of the Astral Dress didn't fluctuate at all.
Jack's green pupils contracted sharply.
"Useless?"
She took a step back and gripped the remaining scalpel in her hand tightly.
Mukuro Hoshimiya stood still, tilting her head to look at the short figure in front of her.
This Assassin looks like... a child.
His short, silvery-white hair was messy, and his green eyes were full of vigilance and fear.
He looked like a child abandoned on the street.
Although she is actually an aggregate of tens of thousands of vengeful spirits, she outwardly appears as a small, thin girl.
Mukuro Hoshimiya sighed.
Keeping this Assassin, who has already betrayed the Black Faction, around is definitely a potential problem.
The best option is to finish her off now. If she gets away this time, with her ability to Presence Concealment and Information Erasure, who knows where we'll find her next time?
But what method can be used to solve this?
Mukuro Hoshimiya didn't want to use any cruel methods on someone who looked like a child.
"Fine, let's leave it at that."
Mukuro Hoshimiya raised the Michael.
"Untie".
Dissolve the contract between the other party and the Master.
Without the magical energy supply Servant the Master, the Servant's Spirit Origin will naturally dissipate.
This is the gentlest approach.
No bloodshed, no violence, just disconnecting, letting the other party quietly go out like a light bulb being unplugged.
However, to use "Release", you need to first make contact with the other party, or at least ensure that the area of Michael covers the other party's Spirit Origin.
Jack is currently at the other end of the enclosed space, quite a distance away.
That makes things simple.
Mukuro Hoshimiya manipulated the Michael, beginning to compress the area of this small, enclosed space.
The boundaries of the white void began to shrink inward.
Jack sensed it immediately.
The "walls" on all sides were slowly but irresistibly closing in on her.
"No, we don't want to be locked up!"
Jack ran desperately in the opposite direction. But the other side of the enclosed space was also shrinking. She reached the end, crashed into an invisible barrier, and was bounced back.
The space is continuously shrinking.
It went from the size of a room to the width of a corridor.
Then it becomes the size of a wardrobe.
Jack was squeezed into a corner where there was almost nowhere to go. She curled up, her hand holding the scalpel trembling.
The green eyes were filled with fear.
"Don't want!"
Mukuro Hoshimiya raised the Michael, and the light at the tip of the staff began to gather.
At this very moment.
A message suddenly came through the contract connection from Master Koles.
Caster (Black Faction ) Avicebron have betrayed him.
He is controlling a colossal earth giant to destroy the outer barrier of the Millennia Fortress.
Mukuro Hoshimiya stopped moving.
She turned her head and, through the barrier of the enclosed space, sensed the violent tremors coming from outside the fortress.
The entire fortified village was shaking.
This is not a metaphor; it is a physical vibration. Something extremely large is impacting the fortress's protective barriers.
"It's extremely urgent. I hope Archer can stop Avicebron immediately."
Caules's voice was filled with barely suppressed anxiety.
Mukuro Hoshimiya glanced at Jack the Ripper was curled up in a ball in front of her.
"Consider yourself lucky to have escaped death."
The enclosed space has been removed.
The white, empty barrier vanished in an instant, and the surrounding scenery returned to the appearance of the walled city corridor.
Jack's reaction speed was astonishing.
The instant the space dissipated, her figure transformed into a black afterimage, rushing towards the outside of the fortress at the highest speed possessed by the Assassin class.
The Presence Concealment was fully activated.
Within a second, Jack's magical reaction completely disappeared from Mukuro Hoshimiya's perception range.
In any case Jack the Ripper will definitely not come back to this Millennia Fortress a second time.
Mukuro Hoshimiya rushed towards the direction where the tremors were most intense.
The northwest corner of the walled city.
A massive figure stood before the fortress's protective barrier.
A 30-meter-tall clay giant.
His entire body was made of ancient soil and minerals, he held a greatsword made of obsidian, and his feet were firmly planted on the ground, drawing magic power from the earth.
Kether - The Light of Wisdom
Avicebron's ultimate Noble Phantasm.
Deep within the giant's chest, a blurry humanoid outline could be faintly seen; that was the core of the furnace.
It wasn't the special android he originally planned, but rather Avicebron's alternative.
Roche.
His own Master.
Avicebron stood on the giant's shoulder, his gaze beneath the golden mask fixed on the barrier that was being slowly shattered by the giant's fists.
His choice has been made.
Darnic wanted him to behave himself as a tool for creating androids, but that was never Avicebron's goal.
His dream was to create a perfect creature in the likeness of Adam.
Therefore, even if it means betraying the Black Faction, sacrificing one's Master, or being forced to exit the stage, it doesn't matter.
The clay giant swung his fist again.
The obsidian greatsword slammed into the fortress's barrier, causing dozens of cracks to appear on the entire barrier, resembling a spiderweb.
The Magic Circuits inside the fortress were flashing wildly on the verge of overload.
"Caster Avicebron!"
Darnic's voice came from inside the fortress, tinged with rare Wrath.
"What are you doing!?"
Avicebron did not turn around.
"Do what I've always wanted to do."
Just as the giant was preparing to launch its next attack, a portal opened directly in front of it.
Mukuro Hoshimiya emerged from it, hovering in mid-air, holding the Michael, his gaze calmly fixed on the fifteen-meter-tall clay creation before him.
" Avicebron."
Her voice wasn't loud, but it reached Avicebron's ears clearly from the giant's shoulder.
You chose a very bad time.
at the same time.
The main battlefield is dozens of kilometers away.
Inside the duel arena created by the spear tip of Star of the Skies.
Siegfried's condition had deteriorated to an extreme degree.
Without the enhancement from Mukuro Hoshimiya's "Release", Siegfried's base stats returned to normal levels.
Although Achilles' right arm was still sealed, his speed and skill were brought to their fullest potential in a one-on-one, enclosed environment.
Siegfried's weak spot on the back was penetrated in the final blow.
The body began to turn into golden specks of light.
His expression was calm, without regret or resentment.
"I'm sorry, Master."
Saber (Black Faction), Siegfried, leaves the field.
The dueling field dissipated. Achilles reappeared on the battlefield.
He shook the dust off his left hand and turned to look in the distance in the direction where Heracles and Karna were fighting.
"Next, four against one?"
Atalanta emerged from the distant woods, her bow already nocked an arrow.
Semiramis's figure appeared in a more distant location.
Magecraft bullet imbued with deadly poison materialized from her fingertips and was aimed at Heracles from afar.
Four people.
Karna engaged in direct combat.
Achilles launches a flanking attack.
Atalanta ranged suppression.
Semiramis's poison skills provide remote support.
Heracles sensed the formation of an encirclement.
He held the axe and sword horizontally in front of him, scanning the four directions with a calm, almost indifferent gaze.
One against four.
Karna made the first move.
The golden spear came thrusting from the front, but Heracles sidestepped and used the side of his axe to deflect the spear tip.
But in the instant his attention was focused on Karna, Achilles ' spear pierced through from the left.
The tip of the spear grazed Heracles ' ribs.
No damage was caused. The passive defense of the God Hand blocked the attack.
But the three arrows that followed from behind were not so easy to deal with. Atalanta's archery skills were among the best on the battlefield, and the three arrows were aimed at Heracles's nape, waist, and knees respectively.
Heracles twisted to avoid two arrows, but the third struck his calf.
His defenses remained unbroken, but the force of the arrow slowed his movements by a fraction.
Semiramis's poison bullet flew through that gap.
A purplish-black magic bullet struck Heracles in the back.
The toxin was released from the projectile and seeped into Heracles's Spirit Origin.
Hydra's poison.
Heracles ' body stiffened abruptly.
He was all too familiar with this toxin. It was this very toxin that had claimed his life.
His first life was extinguished by the deadly poison of Hydra.
God Hand. Remaining lives reduced by one.
Heracles knelt on one knee for a moment, then stood up again.
The God Hand granted him the ability to resurrect multiple times; after each "death," he would rise again.
But Karna gave him no time to catch his breath.
"Brahma, curse me!"
Close range.
The golden spear unleashed the fire of the sun god within a distance of five meters.
The distance was too close, so close that Heracles had no chance to dodge.
Red flames engulfed Heracles ' upper body.
His second life was consumed by the fire of the sun god.
The God Hand. One life remaining.
Heracles ' body reformed in the flames. He stood up once more, his axe still in his hand.
But his breathing was more rapid than before.
Two lives.
In less than a minute, two lives were taken.