Magician in Type-Moon

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Ancient mystery has descended upon this land once more.

The record far exceeds the original limit of allowing only one aspect of the hero to be reproduced by the user, expanding to two aspects, three aspects, and even the complete form called Medea's Heroic Spirit.

Compared to the seven classes representing the seven aspects of the Holy Grail War, Medea, the magus of the Age of Gods, descended upon Matou Ike's body in her original form.

This is a bug.

If one constructs a spirit origin through the Greater Grail, one will inevitably be reduced to a one-sided entity.

However, Matou Ike only accessed the records named Medea. As long as the body could withstand it, it could continuously copy from the book called the Boundary Record Belt.

The pillar of light that pierced the sky cracked slightly at the top, transforming into starlight-like fragments that fell down, with specks of starlight swirling around him.

This is a contract unrelated to the struggle for the Holy Grail, or rather, there was no contract at all.

An existence that will not perish due to the loss of magical energy.

An existence that will not disappear due to the breach of the contract.

It was solely through that "fate" that the magician of the Age of Gods regained his physical body and descended into this world in his complete form.

"Hey, are you so eager to see me again, Darlling?"

"Of course, my princess."

Two voices emanated from the same body, and then fell silent at the same time.

......

"Damn it, what's going on? This is completely different from what I expected!"

Gold Mujik had stopped writing with his quill pen, completely bewildered, unsure how to continue writing the report.

This is completely contrary to their original plan.

Shouldn't we use the concept of a subspecies Holy Grail, open a hole, and then summon a lesser Heroic Spirit?

But this man's actions seem to be like directly using a spirit possession technique to graft the spirit of a hero onto his own body.

How is this possible?! How could the human body possibly catch such a massive and mysterious object?!

But what Gold Mujik finds most terrifying right now is not this.

Instead, he believed he had already been discovered.

The feeling of being constantly watched made him want to run away immediately.

Just seeing that crushes the soul.

A replica of a heroic spirit that will be remembered in human history.

Even if a magician reaches superhuman levels, he cannot compare to the mystery hidden within that person now.

What should I do...?

Well...

It's better to just run away. Anyway, the observation records are already in place, and figuring out that guy's technique is someone else's problem.

It has nothing to do with him.

As for Araya Sōren's plan to open the source, I really want to observe it.

But right now, it's better to save your own life.

It's decided then!

"Nigeluda!"

......

"You didn't sneak any food while I was away, did you?"

Medea's second sentence after her arrival made Matou Ike almost lose his composure.

"How could I possibly steal food?"

"Is that so? Actually, I don't really care whether you've been fooling around with other women. After all, I'm just a passerby in your short life of a dozen years."

"Uh, really?"

"Ha, I've caught you red-handed! Tell me now, how many women besides me have you been with?!"

"No, that's not true. How could I do that... Besides, now is not the time to discuss such things."

Matou Ike felt somewhat helpless, never expecting things to develop this way.

"Hmph, I'll punish you later... Now let me see what kind of guy has put my Master in such a crisis that he has no choice but to ask me for help."

As soon as she finished speaking, magic lifted Matou Ike's body up as if it were floating.

In an instant, it was dragged from the ground to the sky.

Visible magic gradually solidified and took shape from the sky.

Although the view below was shrouded in thick fog, it was completely visible to the eyes of the body that Matouchi and Medea were sharing at this moment.

The colossal skeletal structure, tens of meters tall, had somehow broken free from the shackles of the Stillness Demon Eye.

It roared directly at the sky.

"Is this the guy? He's passable, I suppose."

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"You coming or me?"

Before taking action, Medea suddenly asked.

"I'll do it; after all, it's my job."

Matou Ike reached out, and the suspended magic instantly condensed into a huge magic circuit like a spider web.

At this moment, Ichimaru finally experienced the high-speed divine speech state of a magician from the mythological era.

Ignoring the mysterious intensity and levels, all magic can be performed by chanting just a short verse!

This is more of a bug than cheating.

Matouchi let out a sharp whistle.

As the whistle echoed around, magical mayflies gathered one after another, adorning the area around Matou Pond like a crystal tower.

Thus, the group resembling crystals transformed its form.

That would be like a cannon gate.

Mayflies transformed into parts and gathered together, forming several enormous cannon gates that bared their fangs at the skeletal megastructure and the entire cemetery.

The magic was gathering power within the cannon, coalescing and compressing to its limit.

As Matou Ike gestured, the entire void seemed to tremble due to the flow of magical energy.

Several cannons fired simultaneously, and condensed clumps of magic roared out, streams of light tearing through the air with astonishing force.

Even a user would suffer severe damage when faced with that condensed magical power.

What's more, it's just a degraded version of the skeletal megastructure that serves as a user.

The wind roared and howled.

The exploding magic bullet kicked up a huge cloud of dust.

As that physically powerful force shook the ground, it traced a spiral-like trajectory.

The magic, like a magnificent kaleidoscope, surrounded the enemy from all sides. It was infused with cursed magic that could render someone unconscious for days with just a scratch, and it flew away at that moment.

At the same time, from the pierced ground, magic is materializing something else.

Black ropes emerging from the surrounding soil and shattered rocks bound the entire skeletal megastructure.

It was almost like sealing a giant with ancient magic.

That's actually not wrong.

It was originally magic from the Age of Gods, and it was used to fight against something as large as a giant.

The impact of the magic bullet triggered a series of explosions, a fierce wind arose, and the bursting light tore through the thick fog above the graveyard, bringing scorching heat like sunlight.

Dust and gravel scattered with the impact, and the air was filled with a curse-like, intense magical power.

The incoming ball of magic swirled in a spiral, striking the ground around the target.

In an instant, an overwhelming sense of mystery and magic was unleashed, turning all the corpses and the entire cemetery into a complete mess.

Ignoring Hansa, who was now as still as a doll, Matouchi went straight for the corpse named Genki Satsuki.

The barrier that was previously difficult to break through is now unimpeded as the entire cemetery collapses.

Matou Ike used magic to lift up the pieces of the corpse that were about to collapse to the ground like mud.

The Deconstruction Eye brutally dissected the strangeness of this body.

He couldn't understand why Xuanwu Gaoyue had turned into this state.

Before Matouchi could draw a conclusion, Medea noticed something was amiss.

"In this day and age, are modern magicians still pursuing this kind of thing? It's really ridiculous."

"What is that?" Matou Ike asked.

"You should have noticed through these eyes that this guy is just a body now, his consciousness and soul have completely disappeared, haven't you?"

Matou Ike nodded subconsciously. Medea was right. Under the observation of the Deconstruction Mystic Eye, Genki Satsuki was indeed left with only this physical body at this moment.

At first, he thought it was because of the barrier that was resisting the gaze of the Deconstruction Demon Eye.

But now this matter has been confirmed.

Medea continued:

"In the Age of Gods, magicians didn't pursue the origin as much as they do now, but there were always some who sought eternity, and they came up with this method—"

—To become part of God, or to exist in this world as God's chosen one.

In the context of universal values, deities are the beings closest to eternity.