The infinite sword system has been mastered, and you say this is the dragon clan?

Chapter 246: Sword! Open! Sky! Door!

It is said that the Yamata-no-Orochi, the greatest calamity dragon of the island nation recorded in the Kojiki, is a red-eyed monster with eight heads and eight tails. Its huge body spans eight valleys and eight mountain peaks.

The deity Ibuki-douji is the son of Yamata no Orochi, and can be considered a branch of this terrifying snake god. She borrowed this Noble Phantasm from her father's body to wield. A single slash, unleashed by her True Name, is powerful enough to split eight valleys and eight mountains in succession, creating eight great rivers...

The snake god sword wielded by Ibuki Douji carries such extraordinary power, but it is far more than that.

Because of the rushing light, one after another, gradually gushed out from her snake sword. This was not a single real name release slash, but a continuous one!
The lightning in the sky roared densely, and the heavy rain fell almost like a waterfall, but all these only highlighted the terrifying power of the sword light that split the mountain.

This is the true power of heaven!
"Melyuzina!"

Emiya signaled the dragon beneath him to urgently relocate. Melyusina reacted instantly, her massive form not hindering her agility. Her streamlined body sliced ​​through the air, swirling and dancing in a graceful, curved trajectory!

Boom!

The first golden ray of light flew past the side of the dragon's wing, quickly deviated and fell to the ground, and finally exploded at the western end of Hachioji City. It was like a horrific divine punishment, razing the Kanto Mountains of Honshu Island (about 130 kilometers from north to south and about 60 kilometers from east to west) to the ground!
"Melyuzina, turn away from Tokyo Bay!"

Emiya realized that the other side really didn't care how much damage they would cause to the human world, and immediately decided to move the battlefield to the sea.

Besides, he was not completely avoiding it. Emiya himself began to try to further release the Noble Phantasm, the sword of Ame-no-Murakumo in his hand.

Although what he held in his hand was just an empty shell with no substance, the Susanoo power in his body was genuine!

If you don’t have a magic sword, then try your best to forge one yourself!
Using the body as a furnace and the heart as fire, he studied and practiced countless times to forge an infinite sword system. The piled-up sword works have already formed a mountain, and the refined treasures have already become a huge amount.

This gave him confidence that with sufficient conditions and materials, it would not be impossible to complete a divine sword.

Huhu——

The rushing gale blew past the huge Susanoo, and the flashing dangerous light almost came from behind.

But with the high-speed flight of the giant dragon Melyuchina, it is not a problem to dodge before Ibuki Douji gets close enough.

"I am the bone of my sword—"

The scenery before Emiya began to transform into a small world where countless swords were inserted into stone pestles.

“Unaware of beginning, nor aware of the end—”

The scenery within the Infinite Sword System changed, and countless Noble Phantasms and swords rose into the air. Under Emiya's control, they shattered like snowflakes, and only returned to the pure fantasy base material.

Then they began to actively gather towards the owner of the inherent barrier in the center, like a torrent of fine light particles condensed.

"Pile up piles of swords, severing past karma through causality... The essence, revealed. Complete the concept, concluded. Forging techniques, critical..."

As Emiya pondered the structure of the Murasakibara sword, a torrent of fantasy flowed into it, and countless Noble Phantasm crystals merged into it.

"Well?"

Ibuki Douji, who was chasing after him, narrowed his eyes. "What is that, a projection of a sword...? No..."

After a moment, Emiya operated Susanoo again and tightly grasped the flaming sword.

“…Tsumukari no Tachi—!”

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

In the harbor, a truly massive swarm of corpse guards was still attempting to reach the shore, their bloodthirsty instincts driving them mad and reckless. The refined sulfur bombs brought by the Equipment Department exploded on the sea, sending sky-high flames and white spray.

The battle had lasted all night.

The arms of Crow and Yaksha holding the Browning heavy machine guns were almost numb from the shock, but new enemy figures continued to emerge on the dark sea, which was a terrifying sight.

"Hiss... These monsters are never going to stop! Can't they just use their brains and go back to their lair to sleep? That way we could just win without lifting a finger! Instead, they're stuck here fighting like madmen, making me squat here and shoot, shoot, shoot!" Yaksha was full of resentment. He took a moment to rub his shoulders, which instantly felt incredibly sore.

Crow was attaching a special long ammunition belt to this alchemically modified machine gun. "Even if you say that, the corpse guards won't understand your nonsense. Get to work, brother."

"Bah! I'm speaking human language, and they're talking nonsense!"

Bang, bang, bang, bang, the sound of fire continued to emerge from the muzzle.

Yasha zeroed in on the emerging black shadow and fired wildly. Suddenly, a familiar old figure flashed by at the front line. He wiped his eyes and asked, "Who was that? The head of the family said he was here to help us, ah or something?"

"Ange, the headmaster of the headquarters." Crow said disdainfully, "Study hard and don't let your mind be empty. You have been in the family for so many years, but you don't even know the legendary dragon slayer of the headquarters. How can you serve the head of the family in the future?"

"Tsk... the legendary dragon slayer is a traitor! I'm just loyal to the head of the family, isn't that enough? Besides, isn't it Emiya that the head of the family and the other family heads talk about the most? Ange is a traitor!"

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Ange took off his coat that was stained with the corpse fragments, gently rotated the folding knife in his hand, and instantly stabbed a snake-like corpse guard that was attacking from behind. With a turn of his wrist, he cut off the opponent's head.

This battlefield was concentrated with a large number of corpse guards from the ancient city of Kamiya. Therefore, not only did the Eight Snake Families form a defense line, but they also dispatched the Self-Defense Forces to carry out periodic sea bombings.

However, due to the Holy Grail War getting out of control, the Snake Eight Families were unable to mobilize all their manpower, so Ange represented the Secret Party to fight. The alchemical explosives of the Equipment Department repeatedly performed miraculously on this coastal defense line, allowing the battle line that was about to collapse to be miraculously defended time and time again.

"Hello, old friend," he said, looking at the dark sea with shadows surging on it. He picked up his phone and contacted the night watchman at the rear. "I heard that Finger is still alive?"

The sound of drinking came from the other end of the communication. "Yes, the guys in the equipment department are still very disappointed. They thought their mechas could perform well on that kind of battlefield, but in the end, it was all thanks to the Servants..."

"What's the situation now? Is it resolved?"

"Hmm... If you ask me how he is, I can't really tell you. The bastard just reported back 'alive and breathing' and then died."

"Hahaha, he's mad at both of us. I remember Finkel really wanted to join the branch in Brazil, South America? I guess we'll fulfill his wish after graduation."

"Hey! Wouldn't he be so happy that his tail would be up in the sky?"

The vice-principal cursed with a smile, then suddenly changed his tone, "Wait! Ange, Norma said something just flew towards you!"

"Varied--"

"It's already here, damn it! Faster than a missile!"

boom!
Ange only heard an explosion that was more exaggerated than thunder, as if the existence of a god smashed an entire volcano into the ocean and then exploded rapidly!

Before everything in front of him was swallowed by the huge white light, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he activated Time Zero at the fastest speed in his life, fleeing from the coast at a rapid speed. When he passed by Yasha and Crow, he also took the two of them with him.

One second passed, two seconds passed, three seconds passed...

By the time Crow and Yaksha came to their senses, they were already a long way from the shattered defense line. They didn't even bother to thank the old man, their mouths hanging open in shock.

Hundreds of meters of the entire coastline vanished, and the vast seawater beyond seemed to be flooded with a massive fire from the sky. Countless corpses that emerged were instantly blasted to ash. What remained was a vast expanse of white steam blown away by the strong wind.

This is the power of the gods. The enemy they had worked so hard to defend against all night was no match for a flash of Ibuki's sword!
When Crow was the first to come to his senses, he wanted to thank him, but then he heard Ange say, "What was that? ...Split by a sword...?"

The old man spoke in a light tone, but his face showed disbelief.

The crow looked up at the sky... The sky was covered with dense black clouds, as if someone had split it into two neat halves with a long sword!
The only two eye-catching things were the purple giant riding a dragon in the sky, and another huge snake god fighting against it.

The sword held by the purple giant was burning with bright flames.

(End of this chapter)