Magician in Type-Moon

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The next power belonging to the Great Ancestor Dragon Typhon is simple and pure, its essence being combustion.

He is a giant monster in Greek mythology, considered the father of all monsters.

This power has no complex mechanisms or delicate controls; its only function is to turn everything to ashes.

"The extreme heat is coming..." Matou Ike felt the power of the authority and seemed to be able to hear the roar of the flames.

This force is like a violent, scorching heat from the depths of the earth, irresistible and unstoppable.

To test this power, he gently waved his hand into the air, and an invisible wave spread forward.

The next second, the air seemed to ignite, the temperature soared, and everything around was enveloped in a distorted heat wave.

Burning matter, burning magic, even burning divinity.

Those hit by this flame will briefly enter a berserk state, which simply means their sanity will decrease by one.

This is a very useful and practical skill.

Next came the power contributed by the fallen angel "Samael".

His power overlaps to some extent with that of the God of Night's Calamity—"death."

Matouchi closed his eyes, feeling this aura, so different from that of the underworld, flow into his body.

This force still revolves around "death," but it does not originate from the end of nature; rather, it is based on the domination of concepts.

Simply put, it is a power with the characteristic of "instant death". As long as the judgment is passed, it can instantly deprive the other party of their existence by directly manipulating the concept of "death".

However, this power is not omnipotent; its application is strictly limited to humanoid creatures, or more accurately, to primates.

It's somewhat like Gae Bolg Alternative, the spear that pierces through death.

Regarding the mechanism for determining "instant death," Matou Ike speculates that it is somehow linked to the lifespan perception ability of the Yomi power.

Perhaps, the closer one's lifespan is to its end, the easier it is to trigger the "instant death" effect.

Finally, there was the half of the power taken from Elgo's body—"reincarnation".

Because the powers are incomplete and the true name of the deity cannot be identified, its specific function is still unclear.

But in terms of the nature of power, it seems to be related to "resurrection".

In addition to his powers, Matou Ike also received the magic collection inherited by the Night Robbery family.

These collections mainly consist of Japanese Shinto techniques, focusing on how to utilize divine powers. Although they are not particularly profound, they have added depth to Matouike's magical repertoire.

In terms of physical objects, he also acquired an ancient sword with a history of 500 years, with the inscription "Muramasa" engraved on the blade.

This sword possesses immense potential; if given to the right person, it might be elevated to an extraordinary and awe-inspiring weapon.

“The right person… Emiya Shirou.” Matou Ike murmured to himself, then shook his head to correct, “No, he should be called Kotomine Shirou now.”

If we use Kotomine Shirou as a base, and combine him with this cursed sword, we might be able to bring Senji Muramasa here.

Matou Ike interrupted her random thoughts and began to sort out the impact of the night robbery and the movements of other participants.

There's not much to say about the Night Calamity family. They once relied on their connection with the gods as the foundation of their magic, but now that foundation has been completely lost and can no longer be relied upon.

This means that the Night Raiders family's position in the magic world will no longer be secure, and they may even gradually disappear into the realm of mystery.

This does fit the Ryougi family's standard for "exorcising demons".

Next are Elgo and Wuzhiqi.

They quickly withdrew from the battlefield as the incident came to an end, while Matouchi was busy absorbing the gods at a crucial moment and did not pay much attention to their movements.

However, thanks to the portion of power torn from Elgo's body, Matou Ike was still able to roughly sense their location.

It appears they have already left Japan and are moving westward.

Matou Ike was quite envious of the other gods within Elgo.

However, that guy seems to be involved in a lot of things, so Matou Ike isn't in a hurry.

Perhaps there will be even greater gains in the future, just like the Night Robbery of Akira this time.

Then there are the people from the Wandering Sea, Bai Ruolong and Jiz.

Matou Ike had always had a feeling that something was off between the two of them.

As an experimental subject of the Wandering Sea, Bai Ruolong's identity seems to be more than just simple, because he is too pure.

Apart from the powers of the Great Emperor Typhon, there seemed to be nothing else superfluous.

It's like a blank sheet of paper.

This is impossible; even ordinary people shouldn't be in this state.

Therefore, he must have other secrets.

And Kiz, the divine magician who "preserves the gate to the Wandering Sea," provided the final piece of information...

Regarding Chaldea—

"Chaldea's Master, Fujimaru Ritsuka, has already begun conquering the Lostbelts of the Atlantic Ocean. Who knows, she might be next in this world. You guys need to speed things up."

These are his exact words.

Matou Ike was a little unsure of his attitude, but the only thing she was sure of was...

Even the Wandering Sea that appears in this world seems to be connected to the Wandering Sea in pan-human history.

Or perhaps they themselves possess a "door".

The conflict between Matouchi and Chaldea seems to be an inevitable event.

After all, to them, this world is like a malignant tumor that is about to take root in the history of humankind.

This served as a warning to Matouike.

But no matter what, this is something we'll face in the future, so there's no need to rush it now.

What Matou Ike should pay the most attention to right now are those guys behind the "Imperial Magic Corps," which has been almost completely wiped out.

After reviewing the entire course of events, Matouchi felt that their actions were "hasty" in every aspect.

It was practically a makeshift operation.

They created counterfeit Noble Phantasms, but only for the magical power generated after their "illusion collapses".

While nothing is indeed easier to carry than a "Noble Phantasm," a product imbued with a great deal of mystery and magic.

But isn't this approach a bit too wasteful?

They could have played a much greater role if they had just waited a little longer.

Putting that aside, there's also Samael, the "fallen angel" they summoned using this event.

Despite being a composite deity with multiple powers, he used the painstakingly crafted "Twisted Kabbalah Ritual" to infuse only one power in order to fight for final victory.

Even if it's for insurance purposes, out of fear of failure, and unwilling to go all in, this choice is simply too foolish.

It's like having a try-it-out mentality; if you win, everything will be fine, and if you lose, you won't lose too much.

This is completely disproportionate to the price paid by the Imperial Magic Corps.

There's a sense that the "younger brother" has risked everything to create a chance for the "older brother" to win, but the "older brother" doesn't see the "younger brother's" efforts and just wants to have some fun.

It's so incongruous; no cohesive organization could do something like this.

Unless there is a middleman between the two.

Matou Ike felt that he was close to figuring out the truth of the matter.

After all, the Heroic Spirit who created the counterfeit Noble Phantasm has yet to appear, as has his Master.

Just as Matouchi was lost in thought, a dark figure suddenly appeared near the Imaginary Tree, interrupting his train of thought.

Those who can appear here must be people he has granted authority over; their identities are obvious.

It's Angra Mainyu.

"Hello, hello, hello, can you hear me?"

Matou Ike was somewhat surprised to see Angela Mainyu here—this guy should be spending his honeymoon with the girl Asagami Fujino, whose twisted demonic eyes have regrown, living the life he always dreamed of.

"What are you here for?"

Faced with Matouchi's question, Angra Mainyu scratched his head before saying:

"Can't I come to see you if I have nothing to do? Okay, I do have something to do. The boss wants to see you and asks you to come over."

The "boss" here should refer to the emperor who resides within the Greater Grail.

With the end of the world approaching, and the Greater Grail needing to constantly communicate with the Throne of Heroes to fulfill previous deals with the Mage's Association in recent years.

The emperor hasn't come to see him for a long time, so is there something important?

"Understood." Matou Ike replied, then grabbed Angela Mainyu's arm, transformed into starlight, and disappeared into the Imaginary Tree.

This is spatial teleportation, a magic trick that is almost like magic. Only the spiritual veins connected by the roots of the Imaginary Tree can achieve this level of skill without any preparation.

............

Meanwhile, in a secluded corner, in the underground command room originally used by the "Imperial Magic Corps," the atmosphere was somewhat heavy.

The man, once known as the "Commander," was now looking down at the intelligence in his hand, preparing to pass it on to his superior—Daniel Preston Yggdrasilia, the patriarch of the Yggdrasil family.

"Wow, you lost so badly, and you can still laugh. You're really something."

"Caster" Alexandre Dumas, holding a whiskey glass, sat at the table in front of the man, staring at his master with a strange look.

The man touched his face, then asked thoughtfully:

Was I laughing?

"Although there aren't many marks on your face, you're secretly overjoyed," Alexandre Dumas said, a hint of amusement in his voice as he scrutinized the man before him. "So, have you thought about how you're going to explain this operation to your boss?"

“‘This operation was entirely due to my personal inadequacy and misjudgment of the strength of the local forces, which led to a hasty operation and ultimately the failure of the mission.’ That’s what I’m going to say. Do you think that’s acceptable?”

The man casually looked at Alexandre Dumas, seemingly seeking his opinion, but the expression on his face betrayed him; the man was completely indifferent to his dereliction of duty.

"Do you want me, a great writer, to polish your writing?" Dumas downed his drink in one gulp, sticking out his tongue from the spiciness. "However, even if you take all the blame, revising the wording a thousand times won't help. Yggdomirenia won't forgive you so easily."

"It's alright. After all, this defeat was due to my misjudgment and trusting the guys from the Mountain Court. So even if I'm punished, I'm willing to accept it."

The man spoke casually, tossing the documents in his hand aside.