Magician in Type-Moon

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In this way——

The "Noble Phantasm-level" Origin Bullet will be precisely fired into Kiz's body at the most opportune moment.

After all, this thing had killed Kiz once before.

Even if Kiz is a new planet, a weapon that can kill once could potentially kill a second time.

Medea's plan was based on this calculation.

Unfortunately, an accident occurred.

The alchemist did not follow her script.

He did not betray Kiz because of Medea's interference, but rather chose to do so on his own initiative.

The unpredictability of human nature disrupted everything.

"...What a pity."

Van Fem's voice was low, as if he were sighing, or perhaps mocking himself.

After all, this was the most likely plan they had to kill Kiz.

I just didn’t expect that…

"The best opportunity has been missed."

.........

The tree grove manipulated by Matouchi was still fiercely clashing with the young stars, its branches wielding like sharp blades and its vines coiling like giant snakes, each moment unleashing an astonishing impact.

However, the limitation of "stagnation" still exists on this battlefield, allowing others to only intervene in the battle to a limited extent.

Alette, however, seemed to have escaped this chaotic place and transformed into a solemn and majestic sanctuary.

She stood there, murmuring softly, her voice low and mysterious, like chanting or a prayer. It wasn't ordinary speech, but rather the presiding figure of some kind of ritual, guiding an invisible force to converge.

Matou Ike had already noticed her unusual behavior.

Although he didn't know exactly what method Alette was using, he immediately moved her to a safe location the moment the enchanted barrier formed. This decision stemmed not only from caution but also from a kind of intuition—letting her continue casting the spell might introduce some variables into the situation.

However, after only glancing at her briefly, Matou Ike paid no further attention to her.

After all, the most pressing problem at present has not yet been truly solved.

Even though Kiz's nascent planet's inherent barrier has already formed and seems unbreakable, it is ultimately just a hurdle.

The real threat is not limited to this.

His gaze slowly rose and fell upon the sky.

There, a colossal vessel hovered atop the battlefield, like a lifeless, still star.

Undoubtedly, it is a more troublesome existence than any inherent barrier—

A weapon of stellar magnitude.

Therefore, Matou Ike has never truly gone all out.

He has not yet fully revealed the powers he possesses, and is only able to contend with Kiz by relying on the inherent barrier inscribed on the Blood Ring of Principle and the power of the Mystic Eye.

Nevertheless, the stalemate continues.

However, simply maintaining this situation is not a solution.

The longer it drags on, the more variables there will be.

Now, what he seeks is a way to break the deadlock.

But how can we break this deadlock?

His gaze swept over the crowd.

On this battlefield, everyone fights alone, each bearing the suppression of their own inherent barriers and "stagnation".

A solemn whisper still echoed around Alette, like a patriarch in a sanctuary, quietly gathering some kind of mysterious power.

Elgo was slightly out of breath, clearly not yet fully recovered from the rhythm of the battle after liberation, while Luvia kept her eyes on him, wary of this unstable variable.

Van Fem stared at the center of the battlefield, clearly still trying to contact the Seventh Demon City, which was isolated by the inherent barrier, but he probably didn't know exactly what he could do.

Isilid has almost lost his ability to fight, but his son Just—the reclusive alchemist—still possesses a deadly weapon capable of killing with a single blow.

However, it was ultimately only a "person-targeting" Noble Phantasm, and it was extremely difficult for Giz to be hit by it.

So, what other options are there?

Matou Ike's gaze swept across the battlefield as he pondered who else he could use.

Those involved in this incident...

There seems to be another important player.

Ye Sizhen?

Do not……

And that monarch of astronomy—

Marisbury Animusfia.

Where is he now?

It's important to understand that Kiz's actions at this moment are essentially creating a new planet.

This method is strikingly similar to that of the "alien" that will be born in Chaldea in the future.

Even though Marisbury Animusfia has not yet truly entered this field, this scene will undoubtedly have an undeniable impact on him.

Given such similar research, would the other party really ignore it?

There is only one answer—it is absolutely impossible.

In the world of magicians, when a very similar magic theory or research comes into the view of another magician, there are only two possible outcomes:

Firstly, we should collaborate and jointly develop magic.

This is precisely the most common approach taken by contemporary magicians. After all, constructing such a massive magic ritual is simply beyond the capabilities of a single magician or a single family.

The collaboration between the three magicians, Kiz, Kurrides, and Wuzhiqi, is now obvious.

Even when they conducted their "myth reconstruction" experiment 2,300 years ago, they relied on many external forces to complete the preliminary preparations.

So, has this missing monarch now become a collaborator with Kiz?

This is not an impossible speculation.

However, the answer may not be so simple—

Secondly, hunt down your opponent and seize their knowledge, inscriptions, and all their magic.

In the world of magic, knowledge is a weapon, and advancements in magic are often plundered from others.

So, is Marisbury an ally of Kitz or a predator?

Regardless of the circumstances, the other party will absolutely not be absent from this stage.

As for why he hasn't appeared yet...

Matouchi was deep in thought.

Looking at the huge gaping hole in the sky, he made his choice.

I've been quite busy lately, so I need to take a day off.

There are 14 chapters missing; the outline needs to be adjusted.

Is Chapter 538 meaningful?

The clones of the young star rushed towards Matouchi like a storm, their dense blades of light drawing dazzling trails in the air, as if the stars in the entire night sky had transformed into swords brimming with killing intent.

They have exhausted all available clones and have no strength left.

The sheer number of them was beyond calculation; one could tell by sight alone that it was not just a few hundred, but tens of thousands of phantoms appearing, intertwining, and roaring in the air, forming a wave of interwoven light blades that surged toward the heart of the battlefield like a torrent.

These swordsmen are not merely simple familiars; each of them possesses the power to rival those on the World Record Belt.

Even fighting them individually would require a tremendous amount of effort, yet now they are attacking simultaneously in the form of a military formation.

—It was a river of destruction pouring down from the sky, without the slightest hesitation, and allowing no living being to survive.

Blades clashed, light flashed, and accompanied by the resonance of the inherent barrier, an indescribable terrifying phenomenon was being constructed.

This was no longer just a battle, but a war spectacle that transcended all limits and was worthy of being etched in history.

A killing storm, more ruthless and merciless than any meat grinder on the battlefield, is about to descend upon this battlefield.

Matou Ike is prepared for conflict, her magical power is rapidly gathering, and the Reality Marble engraved on her Blood Ring is about to be released.

However, at this very moment—

A fierce wind swept across the battlefield!

Bullets tore through the air as drone fire swept in, precisely striking the gaps in the Light Swordsmen's steps and forcing them to adjust their positions.

Almost simultaneously, the soil on the ground was torn apart, and a patch of dark thorns suddenly burst forth from beneath the earth, growing wildly, like a swarm of snakes roaring and leaping into the air.

Bang—! Bang bang bang—!

Gunshots and explosions rang out, shattering the silence of the battlefield.

Amidst the shockwave of the flames, several nascent asteroid clones were instantly shattered, and the remnants of the sword of light scattered and dissipated into streams of light.

As if they had planned it from the beginning, a coordinated attack came swarming in.

It wasn't a tacit understanding, but simply two people with the ability to predict the future finding the best path to take.

Matou Ike took a short breath, his gaze sweeping over everyone on the battlefield.

—We can't delay any longer.

Matou Ike withdrew his gaze, and the laws of the Reality Marble instantly collapsed!

The corrosive power he controlled spread like vines, devouring and rewriting the dominance of this area!