On the other side of the Underworld.
The territory of Ereshkigal.
At this moment, the master of the Underworld was sitting on a huge black rock.
Golden twin tails cascaded down her shoulders, and a dark red cloak spread out on the rocky surface.
She rested her chin on one hand, while the other unconsciously gripped the corner of her cloak. Her crimson eyes were half-closed, as if she were deep in thought.
The Underworld is always quiet.
Apart from the occasional whispers of the souls of the newly dead drifting from afar, there was no other sound.
Ereshkigal liked this quiet.
Although spending so much time alone sometimes makes her feel lonely, at least nothing annoying happens here.
Then she sensed it.
Something has entered the Underworld.
Ereshkigal opened his eyes.
She extended her perception in that direction.
Short silver hair. White Astral Dress. A white Kether floating on her head.
That silver-haired Archer.
Ereshkigal's expression changed slightly.
It's her.
That silver-haired monster who previously defeated Gilgamesh and Heracles, destroyed the Pale Rider's Spirit Origin, and triggered the descent of an entire dragon.
How did she end up in the Underworld?
Ereshkigal's first reaction was to ignore the other person.
She hoped that after the Origami wandered around the Underworld a few times without finding anyone, it would quickly return to its origin.
The Underworld is not a welcoming place.
"It's probably best to avoid it..."
Ereshkigal withdrew his senses.
She decided to pretend she hadn't noticed.
Once the Origami has gotten lost enough in the Underworld and can't find anything, it will find its way out on its own.
After all, the terrain of the Underworld is a labyrinth for outsiders.
Without the guidance of the Lord of the Underworld, it would be impossible to find any meaningful direction.
The Underworld.
Origami looked around.
Everywhere there were gray-white grounds and stone pillars.
She was pretty much certain where she was.
Ereshkigal's Underworld.
After all, the gun cages scattered at the bottom of the cave were all too clearly oriented.
That kind of uniquely shaped spear, with a soulful birdcage-like design.
Only one person knows how to use it.
The other party, as the god of the Underworld, is the being in charge of souls.
There is indeed a high probability that Ereshkigal's soul was taken away by those Servant.
This is something Origami cannot tolerate.
In order for the Greater Grail to descend completely and help fulfill wishes, the souls of Servant are an essential part of the ritual.
Without the souls of Servant, there is no complete Holy Grail.
Therefore, we must retrieve the souls of those Servant.
The Origami begins to move in one direction.
She's very fast.
A white figure streaked across the gray Underworld ground, leaving a trail of light.
But not long after...
She found herself back where she started.
Below that big hole.
"..."
Origami frowned.
She changed direction.
Let's set off again.
We're back where we started.
Change direction again.
Return to the starting point.
No matter which direction she travels in, she will eventually return to the bottom of the large hole she came from.
"..."
The Origami stopped.
This was Ereshkigal's doing.
As the ruler of the Underworld, the other party should already know that you have trespassed into the Underworld.
But she chose not to appear.
Choose to trap yourself in the terrain of the Underworld.
Let the other person wander in circles in the maze until you give up and leave.
Origami remained silent for a few seconds.
Since the other party doesn't want to see me.
Then I'll just have to play the role of an unwelcome guest.
Origami's figure vanished from the spot in an instant.
They vanished into the land of the Underworld.
On the other side of the Underworld.
Ereshkigal was leaning against the rock, resting with his eyes closed.
Sudden.
Her sixth sense started screaming alarms.
It was a unique intuitive perception of the intruder's actions, characteristic of the master of the Underworld.
Something is gathering strength.
Moreover, it's quite large in scale.
"Not good--"
Ereshkigal suddenly stood up.
She understood.
Origami will not give up easily.
And this is a big plan.
I can't just abandon this now.
Ereshkigal used the authority of his master of the underworld.
She gripped the spear tightly and plunged the tip into the ground.
"Suppression."
A dark red magical energy surged from the tip of the gun into the earth, spreading outwards in all directions from the area where the Origami had disappeared.
The land of the Underworld began to solidify.
The space was suppressed and reinforced.
The Lord of the Underworld was operating at full power, attempting to lock down the space that was about to erupt.
Where the Origami disappeared, space began to distort strangely.
The space above, below, left, and right all began to stick together.
It's like someone folding a piece of paper in half, then in half again, then folding it again and again.
Space is compressed, distorted, and squeezed.
Ultimately, it was twisted and compressed to an extreme point.
Then it erupted.
"Boom!!!"
The shockwaves from the spatial collapse spread in all directions from that pole.
This is a special phenomenon that only occurs in Date A Live after a Spirit descends from the Neighboring World into reality.
Spacequake.
Now that the elves have become Servant, Spacequake has become one of their signature Noble Phantasm.
Everything in its path was destroyed by the shockwave.
The grayish-white land was torn into pieces.
The stone pillar was snapped in half by the shockwave and turned into dust.
Cracks appeared in the sky of the Underworld, like white marks left by shattered glass.
I usually try to restrain myself from using this technique when doing Origami.
After all, its attack range is too large and too wide.
A single misstep could instantly destroy several cities or even an entire country.
Fortunately, I am currently in Ereshkigal's Underworld.
Using Anti-World Noble Phantasm to attack the Underworld might have a surprising effect.
After all, when I bombarded the Reality Marble with Spacequake before, it was incredibly satisfying.
Those Servant ' Reality Marble were as fragile as paper in the face of the Spacequake.
It shatters upon frying.
But this time, the Spacequake struck a tough nut to crack.
Ereshkigal's Underworld is completely different from the Reality Marble of ordinary Servant.
The intensity is on a completely different level.
Reality Marble is a manifestation of one's mental world.
The Underworld is the true realm of the gods.
It is a concrete manifestation of the concept of death.
It is the entity of the concept of the "afterlife" in Human History.
Here, Ereshkigal can fully exercise the powers of a chief god, or even powers far exceeding those of a typical chief god.
She is the absolute ruler of this land.
She is the Underworld itself.
When Ereshkigal discovered the strangeness in the space after Origami disappeared, he immediately activated his power to suppress it.
The power of the Lord of the Underworld clashed head-on with the Spacequake.
On one side is Anti-World Noble Phantasm powerful enough to tear apart dimensions.
On one side is the suppression of the supreme authority of the Underworld.
Two forces collide, squeeze, and clash on the land of the Underworld.
The dark red power of the Underworld resembled a vast net, attempting to envelop and suppress the tear in space.
The white Spacequake was like a sharp blade, attempting to tear this net apart.
"Well..."
Sweat beaded on Ereshkigal's forehead.
Her hands gripped the spear tightly, its tip deeply embedded in the ground.
Magic poured out of her body, flowing along the gun and into the earth.
Every inch of the Underworld responded to her call.
This is her home turf.
She won't lose here.
"Stop...!"
A dark red light surged from the earth, forming a massive barrier that forcefully blocked the shockwave from the Spacequake.
The two forces remained locked in a stalemate for several seconds.
Then.
The power of the Spacequake began to diminish.
The edges of the shock wave began to contract.
Ultimately, it was completely neutralized and neutralized by the power of the Underworld.
"Huff... huff..."
Ereshkigal was panting heavily.
She expended a considerable amount of energy.
But at least it didn't have a significant impact on the Underworld.
A huge scar was left on the land of the Underworld.
Centered on the spot where the Origami had just disappeared, a layer of land within a radius of several hundred meters was shaved off by the shockwave from the Spacequake.
The ground was covered with cracks.
Some of the stone pillars have collapsed.
But the foundation of the Underworld was not damaged.
"... That was close."
Ereshkigal wiped the sweat from his brow.
That silver-haired Archer.
They actually used Noble Phantasm of this scale in the Underworld.
Has she gone mad?
What if the Underworld is breached and all the souls inside escape?
Does that woman even know what she's doing?
After the Spacequake ended, Origami's figure reappeared in the same spot.
She stood there on that land ravaged by the Spacequake.
Look around.
Although there were some traces of damage caused by the Spacequake in the surrounding area.
However, the area is not large.
It must have been Ereshkigal who intervened.