Earth Princess? No, it's Fujimaru Ritsuka!

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An outburst of magical power, fueled by rage, erupted from the young knight, and in the next instant, tentacled-like things began to appear all around Artoria.

It was a creature that looked somewhat like some kind of snake, but it was definitely not a snake.

Its slimy hands had suckers on them, making it seem like an unknown life form.

“I am fully prepared. My dear friend Prellati gave me this magic book, which I can use to command the demon army.”

What do you think?

Countless sea monsters rushed towards Artoria's pupa.

Despite Artoria's immense power, can she handle such a large number of enemies?

The answer is, of course, that can be handled.

But it takes time.

Even at a rate of one sea monster per second, the constant stream of monsters would still take her several minutes to kill.

In that short time, the evil Caster could do something even more outrageous.

"Just you wait, Joan of Arc..."

"The people you love will become food for monsters, this city will become a blasphemous paradise, and we will save the world once again, turning this place into an Eden of corpses!"

Caster doesn't have much magic.

The problem is that he relies entirely on the unconventional magic [The Book of the Annihilation City] to perform summoning magic—he doesn't even use magic to control the summoned creatures, but directly opens the [door] to summon otherworldly monsters.

"What are you trying to do, Caster? How many more people are you going to kill?!"

The burst of magic instantly turned a sea monster into fragments.

"Don't rush, Joan of Arc..."

"Your bravery and unwavering gaze are undoubtedly the best seasoning, and to match your downfall, I have prepared the absolute main course."

"This city, this world, will become the beginning of our downfall! Joan of Arc—Ughh ...

"I want to make that high and mighty god..."

"Witness the wrath of Gilles de Rais!"

Caster's chillingly evil grin twisted his expression, revealing an unprecedented madness.

A vortex of powerful magic, capable of distorting the surrounding space, surged forth from the grimoire in his hand.

The world is in turmoil, even space itself is distorted.

Caster laughed maniacally as his figure vanished from the dark mist.

In the distance...

From the heights of the Einzbern forest, one can see eerie magical fluctuations emanating from the vicinity of the Mien River.

The fluctuations in this magical power were so intense.

Even Fujimaru Ritsuka, who was still deep in sleep, couldn't help but open her eyes.

Something strange has happened in the city.

Some kind of deeply evil mutation... and Fujimaru Ritsuka knew very well that this magical power was the same magical reaction that Marshal Gillespie had encountered in the First Singularity when he activated his Noble Phantasm.

"This intelligence is completely unusable."

Fujimaru Ritsuka clenched her fists.

Without Kiritsugu Emiya, the key figure at the heart of the story.

This singularity is already hurtling off in an unpredictable direction!

An unusual magical aura, concealing an evil presence, spread throughout Fuyuki City. In an instant, a strange pink mist also spread outwards along with the magic.

Last time at the Orleans Singularity, Fujimaru Ritsuka almost used all her strength to defeat the Sea Demon.

But Fujimaru Ritsuka is much stronger now than she was back then.

Defeating the Great Sea Demon shouldn't be a problem.

The only thing to be careful about is to avoid affecting ordinary people.

Gilles de Rais, that madman, doesn't care about anyone's life.

—On the Weiyuan River... a wave rippled, countless pieces of flesh surged and clumped together, constantly coalescing into a gigantic shape.

At that moment, the monster descended.

Chapter 235 [The Giant of Light] Stands Tall on the Earth

The call of the Snail Annihilation City's teachings is endless.

Tens of millions of tentacles intertwined and merged.

The wet, squelching sounds blended together.

Just looking at it with the naked eye and listening to it with the ears is enough to make one's scalp tingle.

This is absolutely not a simple summon, but blasphemy.

"This aura—?"

The gleaming greatsword slashed fiercely, turning a group of tentacles to ashes. Even in the outskirts of the forest, Artoria could feel this evil magic. She looked towards the edge of the forest, knowing that it would take at least a few minutes for a Servant to reach the river on foot.

However, she could not quickly eliminate this number of tentacles in a short period of time.

"Caster, he really intends to take over the entire city—"

Artoria's voice was filled with bitterness and anger.

Normally, Servants only fight each other for the Holy Grail, and will choose to retreat when at a disadvantage... However, Caster has no such intention...

His purpose in this Holy Grail event is singular.

That is murder, murder without any scruples, murder in a blasphemous way.

The more loyal the person was to the saint and the gods before they went mad, the more cruel their methods of killing became afterward.

Even more terrifying is the Noble Phantasm grimoire in their possession...

That is definitely a summoning Noble Phantasm no less powerful than Excalibur, and it even contains a massive magic furnace that can automatically create various spells.

as well as--

It summoned countless sea monsters.

"If this continues..."

Artoria wanted to wipe out the sea monsters with a single Excalibur, but that would affect Irisviel's castle.

We can only clear out these fodder soldiers first.

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When the F-15 was first unveiled, it was hailed as the world's most powerful fighter jet.

The Japanese Self-Defense Forces purchased nearly twenty fighter jets in the late 1980s and early 1990s.

In 1994, this was already the most capable fighter jet in the active-duty Self-Defense Forces of Japan [F-15-J].

Normally, their flight speed is subsonic, and currently, two F-15-J fighter jets are conducting patrol missions at the mouth of the Miwa River in Fuyuki City.

"Fuyuki Police Department requests disaster relief. Please immediately cease patrol duties and proceed to the scene as soon as possible."

Strange commands came from the control tower.

Lieutenant Yogi, a fighter pilot, stared in disbelief at the red dot on the radar, even doubting his own ears.

Fuyuki City...

Isn't that a city prone to gas explosions?

When did gas explosions become a matter of jurisdiction for Self-Defense Force Air Force lieutenants?

"Please proceed to Fuyuki immediately."

The control tower issued another instruction.

This inexplicable instruction left the pilot completely bewildered, so he quickly asked over the radio, "Reply to tower: Please explain the contents of this instruction. What exactly is happening?"

There was silence on the other end of the radio.

Perhaps the people at the console are considering how to explain this.

"A monster has appeared in the Weiyuan River. Please proceed immediately to provide reinforcements..."

"Are you kidding me?"

Monster?

I'm Ultraman.

Lieutenant Yang Mu felt a chill run down his spine, and even wanted to laugh. Could it be that someone's kid had infiltrated the command tower and issued such a nonsensical order?

"This is true. Please proceed to the Weiyuan River immediately for observation."

The control tower did not appear to be joking.

Fighter jets circled in the air, drawing deep blue arcs, their silver wings gleaming against the backdrop of the dark night.

Since that's the case, we have no choice but to find out.

"Diablo II, you heard that too, we're turning around."

"Received. But... a monster... are you kidding me?!"

The other fighter pilot's tone betrayed barely concealed surprise.

Although it sounds absurd, the tower's orders had no choice but to be carried out.

Kobayashi said worriedly, "If there really are monsters, will they order us to fight...?"

hehe...

Yangmu could only manage a helpless, bitter smile:

"If that's the case, then we'll just be cannon fodder, letting the monsters run rampant before the Giant of Light appears."

"This is really...not funny at all—"

indeed...

The smile quickly faded.

When the two air captains arrived at the Weiyuan River in their fighter jets, the sight below left them speechless and dumbfounded.

Something is expanding within the thick pink fog.

Monster—

It's Kaijiu!

Both drivers simultaneously came to mind with these words.

An inexplicable fear welled up from the bottom of his heart, and Yangmu felt that something was not quite right.

"What exactly is that—?"

Yangmu peered through the eyes of his mask at the outside of the fighter jet.

"This is the control tower center. Please report what you have seen!"

"Report...but..."

All they knew was that it was a strange, enormous creature, but they had no idea how to report it.

Just then, another fighter jet made a slight turn.

"I'll go take a look... I should be able to figure out what it is if I get closer!"

"Wait, come back—!"

The fighter jet began to descend, which was still considered a safe distance under normal circumstances. No object in the world could accelerate instantly and attack the diving fighter jet from the place where the monster was born.

Of course, this is the judgment of well-trained pilots over a long period of time.

A monster is a monster precisely because it transcends common sense and cannot be understood by common sense.

However, at that moment, something incredible happened.