Magician in Type-Moon

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The light of destruction slowly advanced through the air. Although its movement was not fast, the endless energy fluctuations were filled with an aura of destruction.

The light swept in like a raging tide, slowly approaching from the horizon.

The air was thick with heat, making it difficult to even breathe.

The wind and rain have already heralded its arrival.

"It's unstoppable... what should we do..."

Fujimaru Ritsuka even accidentally blurted out her true feelings.

This is a major mistake for a Master; it is a statement that boosts the enemy's morale while diminishing one's own.

Saying such things at this juncture is clearly inappropriate.

He had already piled all the shield-shaped Noble Phantasms from the treasury high in the sky, protecting Mash.

El-Melloi II said nothing about this, but simply summoned the Stone Formation again, this time targeting Tiamat, who was missing a dragon head.

This is a formation designed for humans; forcibly applying it to an enormous monster is clearly inappropriate.

The effectiveness of forced blocking decreases significantly when the target is changed.

Yet at this moment.

Lancer broke free from the battle with the demonized dragons and flew to Fujimaru Ritsuka's side, leaving Artoria to deal with the demonized dragons alone.

She looked at the beam of light that was slowly advancing in the sky.

He glanced again at the Maginot Line that had already been established on the opposite side of the light, shook his head, and said:

"The root of the problem now isn't about blocking the light, but about severing its magical source. The current concentration of magic in the air doesn't support an attack of that intensity, so..."

"So as long as the source is cut off, the attack will dissipate?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka looked at Lancer as if she had found a savior. Mashu's sacrifice was not allowed to happen!

"No, it's just that the power will be reduced a bit, not to the point of being unstoppable."

As soon as she finished speaking, Fujimaru Ritsuka made a move to swing the Ea sword that she had already crushed in her hand, in order to relieve some of the pressure on Mashu.

He was somewhat anxious.

But before she could make a move, Lancer pressed her hand down, signaling Fujimaru Ritsuka to listen to her finish speaking before taking action.

"This sword is indeed very powerful, and it can certainly be effective against that monster, but have you forgotten what you said? That effect is currently only in doubt."

As Lancer finished speaking, Fujimaru Ritsuka seemed to hear a familiar voice humming.

Immediately afterward, before Fujimaru Ritsuka could ask what to do next, El-Melloi II spoke up:

"Do you have any doubts? You don't have a solution, do you, Lancer?"

The Second Prince himself had long noticed the questionable aspect of the EA Special Attack in the information shared by Fujimaru Ritsuka, but he hadn't brought it up because he didn't have a solution.

He had a feeling that this incident would be resolved satisfactorily, just like a dramatic movie with a happy ending.

This premonition came during the battle against Gilgamesh, especially when Gilgamesh recognized the key before returning to Valhalla and smiled at him twice.

That scene is still etched in the mind of the Second Prince.

Especially just now, ever since I learned that that world-destroying monster had such a fatal weakness, that strange premonition has become stronger and stronger.

So he kept his doubts to himself and didn't voice them, wanting to see how things would develop.

So much so that now, Lancer is actually bringing up the issue of "doubts" on his own initiative, and he even seems to take it for granted.

It's so weird.

So he asked this question: he wanted to know if Lancer had already found a solution.

"Yes, I do have a solution, which is to turn 'doubt' into 'certainty'."

This is Lancer's answer.

Fujimaru Ritsuka looked at Lancer with some confusion, but she was no longer going to explain, and simply said:

"All you need to do after that is seize the opportunity and swing your sword; leave the rest to me."

......

No matter how slowly the light moved in the sky, it finally arrived in front of Mashu.

The shields that had been wrapped around the city walls crumbled into fragments the moment they came into contact with the light, and the light dissipated into the world as spiritual particles.

Mashu herself didn't know if she could withstand this destructive light.

But as a Servant, it is only natural for me to stand before my Master at this moment.

So she stepped forward. Someone has to protect all of this, right?

Suddenly, she felt a strong gust of wind coming from below.

Mashu couldn't help but turn her head to look. It was a dragon, a dragon she recognized.

Lancer, who had already broken through the flesh and blood barrier, had returned to his dragon body.

Her figure swept past Mash and rushed straight towards Tiamat's body.

Solau no longer has Command Seals to provide the magical power to support her use of Noble Phantasms.

Therefore, she decided to burn the spiritual essence of this body to replenish her magic power.

She had already confirmed this with her Master when she was cleaning up the demonized dragon.

The new Master did not stop her; instead, he simply said:

"Go ahead and do it. Since we can't get the Holy Grail anyway, let's leave our most magnificent mark on this stage, Lancer."

Yes, the Holy Grail is no longer obtainable, and the wish to go to the closed beta test to see it one last time is no longer possible.

She thought of her conversation with Kenneth again.

At the time, she simply brushed it off with the words "fate" and "responsibility."

But just as Kenneth said, the Fairy Realm was right beneath his corpse, and going there wouldn't be difficult.

All you need to do is deny your identity as the "Dragon of the Boundary".

It seems difficult, but she can do it anytime she wants, and the only cost is the complete collapse of the boundary, which will cause monsters and phantom beasts to flood into the real world and cause a great riot.

But she didn't want to.

Is it because she is kind?

Not necessarily. It's just that guarding the border has become a habit, something she's been doing ever since she was born from that enormous corpse.

Guardianship had become her origin, and the reason she was so angry after Kenneth died was because of this trivial matter.

As for now, as a member of the human race, she must protect the world, protect the new Master, and protect the friends she has just met!

"Here, the verdict is pronounced!"

"Tiamat, Mother of Dragons, you have committed an unforgivable sin—attempting to kill my...friends!"

"You are hereby stripped of your identity as a dragon!!"

The crimson dragon head that had just grown from the body of the fallen mad dragon responded in the language of dragons:

"As the Mother of Dragons, as the origin of dragons in this new world, this identity is not something you can shake now, Albion!"

Yeah...

It seems that this is indeed the case; the other party's status is now considerably higher than hers.

This physical body alone is indeed not enough to erase the concept that the other party is a dragon.

But so what?

If we can't erase Him, then we'll erase the concept of dragons from this world.

"Albion, answer me!" Lancer cried out to the sky, calling out his own name.

Within the Albion Mausoleum, located beneath the Clock Tower of London, a dazzling light rises and shines directly into Fuyuki.

What Lancer needs to do now is erase the concept of being a "dragon" from his own mind.

As the last dragon, she maintains the existence of the concept of the dragon race in this modern world.

Just as the literal meaning suggests, the disappearance of the last dragon is equivalent to the world being devoid of dragons.

"Dragon"—Concept removed!

A beam of light shot out from the tomb, striking Albion as her dragon body began to disintegrate and her spirit core began to crumble.

The final dragon will vanish from this world.

At the same time, Tiamat, the mother of all dragons—or rather, the goddess Tiamat—began to have the dragon-like features on her body begin to crumble.

The scales on its body began to fall off one by one, and the once ferocious and hideous dragon head had now turned into a tentacle-like thing that kept oozing black mud.

He intended to use magic to reassemble his body, but at this moment, the magic was constantly being transformed into breath and sent into that "light of destruction".

He wanted to stop, but his body was out of control.

Medea, within Him, had already made up her mind, mobilizing all the magic within Tiamat to transmit to "light".

El-Melloi II and Fujimaru Ritsuka now understood what Lancer meant by turning "doubt" into "certainty".

The time has come.

The pillars of the Stone Soldier Eight Formations were destroyed in an instant, and the accumulated death force began to interfere with Tiamat's body shaping.

Fujimaru Ritsuka used her Noble Phantasm to float into the air, and the Ea sword she held tightly in her hand began to spin like a rock-slicing machine.

The surrounding air was drawn in by the wind and collected into the rotating cylinder of the sword.

The sword was about to be swung.

suddenly.

pain.

Inexplicable, excruciating pain.

As Fujimaru Ritsuka's eyes were fixed on Tiamat's body.

Endless illusions flooded his mind.