The fusion is complete.
Mayuri stood on the gray-white stone bricks.
His attire was a mix of black Astral Dress and Leviathan shell patterns.
Four pairs of wings, adorned with dark purple membranous wings and bone spurs, unfolded on their backs.
The golden vertical pupils looked at the Great Light Wheel scarlet halo above its head.
She spoke.
" Isis, Osiris, Horus."
The sound wasn't loud.
But it resonated throughout the entire Grand Temple of Time.
Each syllable is like striking the very foundation of this space.
My existence transcends all ages.
She raised her right hand.
"All numbers return to one, without difference."
Dark purple magic emanated from her palms.
Something more fundamental was activated deep within Mayuri's Spirit Origin.
"My right hand is home to Nuit, the resurrected one."
The space in the palm of my right hand began to distort.
"Contemplate the extension of possibilities, transcending the boundaries of the finite."
She raised her left hand.
"My left hand wields the power of vengeance, Hadit."
The palm of his left hand also began to twist.
The spatial distortion in both hands began to resonate.
"From the smallest point, one can gather the power of a thousand jun (a unit of weight)."
She clasped her hands together in front of her.
"Tearing reality apart, ushering in a new phase."
Release your hands.
His right hand was gripping the sword hilt in a loose, relaxed manner.
I have nothing in my hands.
There is no sword blade.
There was no flame.
There is only one posture: holding a sword.
Therefore.
Mayuri's golden vertical pupils stare straight ahead.
"The attack originates from Ra-Hoor-Khuit's ring, bursting forth with infinite acceleration."
Her body was positioned in a ready-to-thrust stance, like a rapier.
Right foot forward, left foot back.
Lower the center of gravity.
He held his empty right hand up in front of him.
"Descended upon the surface of this world."
The chanting is complete.
Goetia witnessed this from 300 meters away.
He sensed it.
Something emanating from Mayuri.
It was as if some kind of law had been distorted in her hands.
For the first time, Goetia's deep red pupils truly contracted.
A deadly threat.
He was certain.
He would die if hit by that thing.
It wasn't Solomon's outer shell that was destroyed.
It is Goetia itself that will end.
There's no time to hesitate.
It cannot be kept.
We must go all out in this attack.
The time for birth has come--
Goetia pronounced the Noble Phantasm once more.
The Great Light Wheel above its head reached maximum power.
Every point on the one-kilometer-diameter light wheel is glowing.
Countless crimson rays of light began to converge towards the center.
compression.
To unite.
All the light rays merged into a giant, scarlet pillar of light with a diameter of over one hundred meters.
The calorie limit has been reached.
The stone brick floor began to melt the moment the beam of light was formed.
The floating white stone fragments were baked orange-red by the radiant heat.
"To correct all phenomena in this way!"
Goetia pushes forward with both hands.
The beam of light shot towards Mayuri.
At the same time.
Mayuri's right hand slashed out.
There is no sword blade.
There was no flame.
There is only one --
Light.
Sharp, meandering light, like a twisted lightning bolt.
The light didn't even have a distinct color.
It's like a crack has been torn open in reality, and the light emanating from the crack itself.
Sharp, fast, and silent.
The Flaming Sword does not refer to a greatsword that emits flames.
Rather, it is a pure energy body that severs the causal and binding relationships between things.
The form projected onto the surface of the material world is merely a distorted flash of light.
The two attacks met in the center of the Grand Temple of Time.
A scarlet beam of light, one hundred meters in diameter.
A flash of light, less than a meter wide, meandered along the path.
The size difference is hundreds of times.
Then the crimson beam of light split open from the very center.
The winding flash of light, like an invisible knife, precisely sliced into the center line of the beam of light.
The beam of light was split in two.
The two crimson streams of light veered to the left and right, grazing past Mayuri's sides before crashing into the distant void behind her.
boom.
boom.
Two explosions that defy description.
The crimson beam of light struck the group of floating stone pillars in the distance.
The stone pillars were instantly vaporized.
Not even a crumb was left.
But Mayuri is unharmed.
After the crimson beam of light was split in two, not a single ounce of energy touched her body.
But the winding flash of light did not stop.
It passed through the gap left by the cleavage in the crimson beam of light and continued flying forward.
Towards Goetia.
Goetia's pupils reacted the instant she saw the flash pierce through her full-force attack.
Spatial transfer.
His body vanished from the spot.
It appeared about two kilometers above the temple.
The flash of the Flaming Sword passed right where he had just been standing.
He wasn't hit.
But the flash of light did not dissipate even after losing its target.
It continued flying.
They crossed the original position of Goetia.
We passed over the floating stone pillar ruins.
We crossed the ground covered with dark red vines.
Keep flying.
Then it struck the boundary of that space.
Or rather, it struck the universe itself.
The Grand Temple of Time is not an ordinary barrier.
It is a separate domain of space.
The essence of the Flaming Sword is the power to sever cause and effect and the bondage between them.
When this force reaches the boundary of space.
The causal chain that constitutes this space has been severed.
Start from the point of contact.
Cracks appeared.
It is not a crack in the physical sense.
Rather, it is space itself that is shattering.
The cracks started spreading from the point of impact of the Flaming Sword.
It looked like a spiderweb-like crack on the glass.
The cracks spread in all directions along the boundaries of the cosmic realm.
It's very fast.
The entire Grand Temple of Time began to tremble.
Large cracks appeared on the gray-white stone brick floor.
The fragments of the white stone pillars floating in the void began to fall.
The dark red vines convulsed violently, as if experiencing immense pain.
The scarlet ring of light in the distance broke.
Several sections of the light strip went out.
Although it can't destroy an entire universe with a single sword like in the original.
Mayuri's current power is far from sufficient to reach that level.
However, it is still possible to launch a devastating attack on this localized area of space.
Goetia stood two kilometers in the air.
His body underwent changes.
Fine cracks appeared on the surface of the white robe.
The essence of this cosmic realm is the remains of King Solomon.
The cosmos suffered a devastating blow.
Solomon's body also suffered the same degree of damage.
Goetia is wearing this body.
So his body was also breaking apart.
Start with the left hand.
A crack appeared on the replica ring on the middle finger of my left hand.
The crack spread from the ring to my finger.
It spread from the fingers to the back of the hand.
His deep red pupils shimmered.
Goetia looked down at her shattering left hand.
Then he looked up.
Look down at the girl who has fused with the power of Leviathan.
She still held the position she had just struck.
There was nothing on the hilt of the sword, which was loosely gripped in the right hand.
But Goetia knew.
That flash of light was enough.
" Leviathan... no, your essence is not just Leviathan."
Goetia's voice echoed through the vibrating space.
calm.
But something was stirring beneath the calm surface.
"This body can't hold on any longer."
He was telling the truth.
The Grand Temple of Time is collapsing.
The damage caused by the Flaming Sword continued to spread, but it had not yet reached the point of causing the entire cosmos to disintegrate instantly.
Goetia may have a few minutes left.
It might only last a few tens of seconds.
He needs to make a choice.
Continue the fight, risking the destruction of this shell to annihilate this being before us.
Or should we retreat, preserving the outer shell and the remains of the temple?
Goetia's deep red eyes gave Mayuri one last look.
The light from the ten rings dimmed.
Space began to distort.
This spatial distortion is not a transfer.
It's contraction.
The entire Grand Temple of Time began to collapse toward Goetia.
He is reclaiming this space.
He forcibly retracted the collapsing Reality Marble into his Spirit Origin.
Mayuri felt the stone-paved ground beneath her feet disappearing.
The void above my head is contracting.
Everything around them was being sucked away in the direction of Goetia.
Her body began to feel lighter.
It's not a matter of becoming lighter in a physical sense.
It was this space that was pushing her away.
As Goetia reclaimed the temple, it ejected Mayuri from this space region.
The last thing we see is Goetia's figure getting smaller and smaller in the collapsing space.
The white robe was covered in cracks.
The braided hair on her forehead swayed in the distorted space.
There was no Wrath in his deep red pupils.
Only calm calculations are possible.
Then everything disappeared.
Mayuri stood once again at the bottom of the Great Hollow Cave of Mount Enzo in Fuyuki City.
A dark red sky.
A gray, gravelly ground.
The central altar of the Holy Grail.
And that dilapidated shed.
She's back.
The fusion of Leviathan is still ongoing.
But the golden vertical pupils slowly returned to a magenta color.
Mayuri stood still and let out a breath.
He ran away.
He looked down at his right hand.
Just now, I grasped the void with my right hand.
My hands were trembling slightly.
The use of the Flaming Sword consumed more energy than she had anticipated.
If Goetia hadn't retreated but instead opted to fight a second round head-on, she wasn't sure she could unleash another attack of the same caliber.
Footsteps echoed above the Great Hollow.
Shirou Emiya stepped down from the edge of the pit.
Short white hair, red coat, and a black longbow slung over her shoulder.
He glanced at the changes in Mayuri.
Then I glanced at the sky above.
The sky returned to its dark red color.
The rift left when Goetia tore open space has disappeared.
"It's over?"
"Um."
Mayuri walked back to the side of the shed and plopped down on the mattress with a scorched corner.
The dark purple patterns were slowly fading from her body.
Leviathan's Spirit Origin separated from her body and reformed at the bottom of the Great Hollow.
The over 500-meter-long, dark purple behemoth was curled up in the crater, and its three-lobed jaws let out a low groan.
It sounded like they were complaining they hadn't eaten enough.