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The high-speed motion of the true ether began to solidify.
The venous corridors began to tremble.
No, to be precise, the environment has changed.
"Making fantasy a reality."
Address quality with quality.
Use fortresses to counter the temple.
Fujimaru Ritsuka played her trump card: a wall of human reason built from imagination.
If she were to keep hiding her strength at this point, she might be crushed to death by the terrifying mass before she could even increase her power.
During the battle against Goetia.
Fujimaru Ritsuka immediately understood.
Even with the support of a planet, if there is a significant difference in absolute strength, one can still be instantly killed before fully improving their abilities.
The concept of the chalk research institute, a fortress on the ice field, is superimposed beneath the Magic Association.
However, even deep underground.
The lights of Chaldea also shone brightly.
Because this body is the bulwark protecting humanity!
"Disguised Fantasy - Chaldeas Phantas!"
The frigid air and the snowy ice fields, the coldest ice desert on Earth, are battered by sandstorms that bring gold!
Chaldea can be used not only as a means to summon Servants.
It allows Fujimaru Ritsuka to summon Heroic Spirits that have absolutely no connection to the Singularity for temporary combat in completely unrelated areas.
But its most basic ability is a massive aggregate made entirely of steel, which Fujimaru Ritsuka imagined!
Fujimaru Ritsuka's gaze was fixed on that arrogant look.
Which is more solid, your pyramid or my Chaldea...?
Let's have a collision!
A pharaoh whose name I don't even know!
Sizzle~~
Lacking martial ethics...
Just as Fujimaru Ritsuka clashed with the Great Temple.
A black-clad assassin girl appeared behind Fujimaru Ritsuka, and taking advantage of the moment when she was unable to free her hands, she stabbed a sharp dagger coated with poisonous magic into her side waist!
Chapter 121 Father and Son's Light Cannons, Defeating the Girls of the Holy Sword
"Damn it, this is never going to end! Where on earth did that idiot Master go?!"
Mordred, wielding the holy sword, cleaved through countless churning chunks of black flesh, her anger and impatience surging within her chest.
What exactly happened?!
"Don't worry, Mordred. The connection with Master hasn't been broken, which means she should be safe."
Lily took a deep breath, seemingly trying to reassure herself.
"Don't panic, calm down. Here we must follow the teachings of Master Merlin and Sir Hector, calmly observe the surrounding environment, and then make a judgment."
A hint of panic did indeed appear in Lily's eyes.
She was a novice swordswoman, who had not yet experienced the transformation into a Blue Daddy through battles against giants, monsters, and the King of the Low, or expeditions to Rome.
If her mindset turns cold and ruthless during this period, she might grow into an awkward person like Artoria Alter.
"Don't worry."
"If anything goes wrong, I, Mordred, will risk my life to protect my father."
Xiao Mo said earnestly.
No matter what, Xiao Mo can't let her father, who is so cute and innocent, suffer even the slightest harm.
Otherwise, even if she returned to the Throne of Heroes, she wouldn't be able to forgive herself.
"I believe you."
Lily said, "Lord Mordred is really reliable."
"If we work together, we'll surely be able to overcome the obstacles we face, right?"
"Father!"
Mordred raised the sword that had once chopped off half of King Arthur's head.
Lily raised the golden sword she had drawn on the day of the king's election.
[Rebel against my magnificent father!]
【(II) One of the most powerful swords in the world will surely prevail!】
Red and gold light bombarded the ever-growing and multiplying monster, instantly sweeping away the chunks of flesh in front of it, turning them into ashes.
"No, without a powerful light cannon, there's no way to eliminate it in an instant."
The entire venous corridor stretches for tens of kilometers.
The Great Magic Circuit alone is as spacious as a plaza.
After all, this is the pinnacle of the divine dragon species. The corpse of Albion, a Grand Dragon, was also a legendary dragon of the Boundary Line who died of exhaustion in the tunnel on his way back to the Inner Sea of the Stars, becoming a laughing stock.
Now, its magic circuits have become almost like a maze.
At the same time, because a large number of divine beings and divine ether are gathered here, the calamity beasts that devour and grow grow at an even more terrifying rate.
Now that it has grown to this stage, it can copy and devour Servants to fight.
This naturally includes the seven Servants devoured in Tokyo in 1991, as well as the Servants that Sajō Aika just fed.
Six of the characters from the FP timeline must have gone to besiege Fujimaru Ritsuka.
So next...
Mordred's pupils dilated.
Lily couldn't help but feel a little nervous.
"Gulu..."
The snow-white girl swallowed slightly, looking at the noble knight blocking her way, who shimmered with a pale silver light and held a golden holy sword.
Her short, golden hair shone with a soft light, and her delicate face appeared mature and composed.
Click~~
The Silver Knight pulled the holy sword from the ground.
His azure pupils gazed at the two girls whose faces were remarkably similar.
"Wow, that's amazing. This is... another version of me? So mature!"
Lily gripped the golden sword of certain victory tightly in her hand.
She lacked the confidence to overcome her opponent.
The other party is her all-around superior version.
Stronger technology, stronger power, and a stronger Dragon's Furnace.
In terms of both statistics and skills, the little knight princess could never defeat this king.
Lily was somewhat dazed.
However...
"Tch, you mere imposter! Die, you bastard!"
"Arthur!"
Holding Clarentt in her hand, Mordred's expression turned somewhat ferocious. At this moment, she finally... finally unleashed all her wildness!
Crimson lightning surged, Mordred's boots slammed into the ground, and with a terrifying explosion, the ground shattered, and debris flew everywhere. A terrifying force, as if poured into a crimson demonic sword, blasted towards the Silver Knight with the force of a thunderbolt!
"Mordred...!"
Lily watched Mordred charging fearlessly.
Is she still filled with hatred for Arthur?
Lily knew in her heart that as an apprentice swordsman, she was no match for the mature Silver Knight who had experienced all kinds of hardships.
That was the posture of the ideal king that I aspired to become.
A complete self that one will eventually reach.
Another version of yourself.
Even if people are of different genders, their experiences are often similar.
“No… Lord Mordred is fighting valiantly, and I cannot stand idly by.”
Calm down, just like in training... even though I'm still an immature Servant.
Ahhhhhh...like a flower!
The girl charged forward, wielding a golden sword.
Golden hair fluttered in the fierce wind. Although she was just a young knight princess and her fair hands had never been stained with the blood of enemies, a resolute flame had already ignited in her holy blue eyes.
Arthur Pendragon raises his sword.
He didn't speak, nor could he speak, but his expression seemed to convey everything to the two girls in front of him.
【bring it on. 】
【Come and fight! 】
The knight's sword gleamed with a pale silver light, its flowing radiance more dazzling than the setting sun.
The turquoise eyes reflected the rebellious knight and the flower knight princess.
The wind surged, roared, and unleashed a burst of magic in an instant.
The silver knight drew his sword.
Immovable as a mountain, yet swift as thunder – that's roughly the situation.
However, the more this happened, the looser the string that tightly bound Mordred's nerves became. She held nothing back, nor did she intend to.
To defeat the bastard in front of me with all my might, even if he is not my real father.
Keng!
Swords clashed!
Then came the ultra-high-speed collision that was impossible for the naked eye to follow!
"Surge forth, Crimson Thunder!"
"Die, Arthur! Arthur!"
"I will protect my father!"
"For this, I will give it my all without reservation..."
Crimson lightning erupted with Mordred's roar, like a caged beast breaking free of its shackles. The scarlet lightning plowed scorched furrows into the ground, and each strike ionized the air, releasing a burnt smell.
Then....
In an instant, the golden sword pressure swept out like a tsunami.
One, two, three!
Keng! Keng! Keng!
The difference in strength became apparent at this point.
The howling wind tore Mordred's crimson lightning apart, and the terrifying force sent Mordred flying. The dark blue magic ore on the shattered wall instantly turned into pieces of gravel that rained down on her.