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

Chapter 311: White King Herzog? Are you worthy?

"here it is……"

Mashu felt dizzy, and at the same time, she heard the voice of an unknown person beside her, and time and space were distorted and transformed. Fortunately, as a member of Group A, her adaptability to quantum transfer was quite good, and the feeling of discomfort disappeared in just a moment.

When he opened his eyes again, the control room scene was gone. All he could see around him was the sky-high flames formed by massive burning, and the countless city ruins that had become its victims for no reason.

"It's Tokyo. We're actually here."

She heard Emiya talking beside her - the voice was familiar, different from the strange voice during the Reimu transfer period.

Mashu blinked and saw Emiya walking forward on the somewhat hot ground and approaching a cliff. The canyon below was like a dark abyss corridor, which seemed to swallow the eyes of passers-by at a glance.

"Even the river courses were burned dry. It was truly a disaster in human history."

Hearing Emiya's words, Mashu also walked over curiously, intending to look at the city fire in the distance, but as soon as she took a step forward, she found something wrong.

My body is so light...

Mashu felt that her whole body was filled with strength. It was not a sudden increase in strength, but more like she was born with such enormous power.

When he looked down again, he found that his Chaldea work uniform had been replaced with metal armor, which had a cold color against the fiery red background light.

Emiya turned and noticed Mashu's strange expression. His brows suddenly relaxed, understanding Mashu's thoughts. He drew a longsword, the tip of which drooped, and faced Mashu with it sideways. Mashu, using the surrounding firelight, could clearly see his own attire from the smooth blade in Emiya's hand.

It was undoubtedly a close-fitting full-body armor with black and purple as the main colors. The shield in her hand was even larger, completely exceeding her height. It was hard to imagine how such a bulky thing could be wielded as a weapon besides being used for defense... Maybe this was the miracle of great strength.

“…Why did I become like this? What on earth is…?”

Mashu, still perplexed, explained the situation to Emiya, mentioning that she had vaguely heard someone talking to her earlier. Even so, the girl, reflecting on the "results" of her own experiments as a sub-Servant, had a rough idea in her mind.

"Yes, you should have successfully become a sub-servant."

Emiya nodded. "The Sub-Servant Experiment was originally implemented when the system for protecting Heroic Spirits was still incomplete. The intention was to fuse the power of Heroic Spirits into human form. Judging purely from the results, the experiment was successful. The Heroic Spirits summoned by Chaldea have lent their power to you."

It is no coincidence that such a plan was proposed in this world.

During the Holy Grail War in Tokyo in the real world, Charlotte had witnessed the fusion of her summoned Servants and the unleashing of the power of Pseudo-Servants. Even those who had not witnessed it firsthand would spare no effort to gather intelligence on the Holy Grail War afterwards.

But Sima Yi, summoned by Charlotte, eventually left the stage. This result will certainly attract people's attention.

If so, can we make the summoned Heroic Spirits permanently exert their power for our own benefit? If successful, mass-producing Servant-level combat power would be a piece of cake!

This is obviously one of the purposes of Chaldea Director Pompey's sub-servant experiments.

At this level, Guardian of Heroic Spirit Summoning System: Destiny might even have a lower priority.

Because in Pompeii's view, the servants summoned by the Destiny System are not necessarily obedient, and are much more difficult to tame than the sub-servants who have been cultivated as experimental subjects.

Moreover, having lost the superior Greater Holy Grail like the White King, the Command Spell system he developed himself was not strong enough to control his servants, and was used more as a magical resource - in other words, it could only provide more energy for his servants to do something, rather than forcing them to do something.

That's why Pompey never gave up on Mashu and even arranged for her to stay in the first-line Group A.

Of course, Mashu herself was completely kept in the dark about all the secrets involved.

Emiya's choice was to tell Mashu directly. In Emiya's view, although she was not a naturally born human being but a cultivated experimental subject, she also had the right to know.

"So... is that how it is? Is this what the director... I mean, the former director, considered?"

Mashu listened to Emiya's story with a somewhat naive look on her face. Lacking life experience, she didn't quite understand how "sad" it was to be born as a designed life in the eyes of normal people.

In contrast, Mashu was more worried about their current situation. Becoming a Sub-Servant, and even being transported to an unfamiliar place by spirit particles... This was her first experience, and she still felt a lingering sense of uncertainty.

"Yes, I originally wanted to disclose these details to the relevant people the next day after the secret interrogation...especially you, but I didn't expect such an accident to happen in the control room."

"Let's investigate the situation here as quickly as possible. We also have wounded people who need care. We need to prioritize finding a safe base and work hard to restore contact with Chaldea."

Emiya carefully lifted the unconscious Abbas from the hot and dirty ground. The "half Odin" that he had conjured up and grasped in his armor disappeared when he came over here. This made him a little confused. Was it because of the dispersion caused by the transfer of the spirit particles themselves?

But if that's the case, why is Odin the only one missing while everyone else is there?
"Well, if you don't mind, can I come?"

Before, Mashu was weak and could not handle heavy work. According to the actual situation, before becoming a sub-servant, Mashu, as a member of Group A, was even an ordinary researcher with poor combat ability and weak strength. Every time she participated in Group A's combat training, she had to fall behind and stay behind for tutoring.

But now it's different! Mashu, who has transformed into a sub-servant, is not very confident in fighting, but she is very confident in her work.

A few minutes later, the two were running on the burning street, Emiya in front and Mashu behind.

Mashu was seen holding up the oversized shield, allowing Abbas to lie safely on it, avoiding the severe bumps that would aggravate his injuries, while also not affecting the team's high-speed movement.

"Mashu, be careful not to shake when you hold it horizontally!"

"I understand, Mr. Emiya. I will hold my shield like water and never let it shake!"

"Uh, uh, that's about it." Emiya just reminded him, and then he looked down at his phone. The BB navigation showed him an area a few kilometers away that was more suitable as a base, and it seemed to be where the spiritual vein was flowing.

"But BB, are you sure this location is reliable as a base?"

Under Mashu's puzzled gaze, Emiya spoke into the phone, "Is this place called Red Well?"

[Of course, BB highly recommends this place as a base. Based on the current situation of the Tokyo fire, it's reasonable to deduce that the Holy Grail War in Tokyo has spiraled out of control, resulting in a different development from the Holy Grail War we experienced several years ago.] [But regardless, since this disaster has occurred and there's a similar dragon vein structure, the nodes where the flow of energy must also have similarities. With your advanced knowledge, it shouldn't be difficult to understand, right?]

Emiya understood. "Kurei… Charlotte seemed to have located that location during the Holy Grail War. That matches up—how ​​far is it?"

[Hmm...about 10 kilometers.]

"It's not too long."

Emiya said casually. Running such a long distance at a relatively fast pace would be enough to tire a normal human to death. However, neither Mashu nor he were normal people. One was a Sub-Servant, the other a Godslayer, and both were incredibly nimble. They wouldn't be afraid to run ten times the distance.

"Is that the AI ​​you made, Emiya-senpai!" Mashu, who had been running in silence, suddenly couldn't help but speak. She was a little curious about the female voice in Emiya's phone.

"Ah? You called me..."

Emiya looked surprised. How did you become a senior monster? Did you learn it from BB just now?
"Uh... I just said it casually," Mashu felt a little embarrassed. When she heard the AI ​​voice on her phone call that, she suddenly felt that it was very suitable for her.

At least whether it is dealing with enemies or handling the situation after the spirit particles are transferred to the singularity, Emiya is considered to be very experienced. He is much better than her who has been staying in Chaldea for a long time and has no life experience. He is definitely worthy of the title of senior.

"Never mind, call her whatever you want... Actually, BB wasn't created by me, and although she's an AI, her character is quite special and doesn't fall into the category of AI you normally understand..."

[Hoohoo! How can such a crude and careless introduction be enough to describe the great Devil Baby-kun! Emiya-senpai, you should praise my countless strengths and advantages more often in front of others—]

"Okay, okay, you have nothing but advantages and disadvantages, too many to count!" Emiya followed up on BB's words and stabbed him in the back with a vicious tongue.

[Hey, hey, hey, senior, don't think I can't hear you're saying something weird! It seems like you're not praising me, you're mocking me.]

The BB on the screen suddenly grew larger and closer at an astonishing speed!

"Wow!" Mashu exclaimed, startled. She saw a plump, purple-haired girl jumping out of Emiya's mobile phone screen!
But... strange!
How did they manage to drill it out so smoothly...?
Mashu's eyes flickered back and forth between the flying baby and the cell phone. Wouldn't she get stuck in the middle?
[Little Marshmallow~, your eyes are not very polite! ]

BB's words interrupted Mashu's wandering thoughts. The latter opened her eyes wide, a little confused about the nickname she suddenly got, "Cotton, Marshmallow!?"

The former replied with a grin, "Your name is Mash, right? Doesn't that sound like marshmallow?"

Emiya cut short the small talk, "Punch marks will be deducted! Also, don't forget to help us navigate the terrain."

[Receiving Senior—Excuse me, our leisure time has to be put on hold. Perhaps our team's pace was too flamboyant and attracted attention. Something seems to be approaching us from above!]

Emiya thought for two seconds, "BB, you continue to lead Mashu to the base, I will take care of the enemy!"

[Be careful, senior. The enemy's reaction is only one, but it's extremely fast—]

"boom!"

The only person who answered the two girls was Emiya, who was surrounded by golden light of divine power and flew into the sky with a loud bang.

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Pure white claws pierced the sky, and the same white membrane wings spread out in the air in a slender shape, easily controlling the airflow to drive the earth, fire, water and wind elements, like a huge cross across the sky.

The dark clouds occasionally flashed with purple lightning, illuminating its white scales. Its long white tail fluttered in the wind. Its golden pupils looked down upon the earth, and a fierce and surging killing intent filled its bones. It quickly locked onto its new target.

Such an ostentatious gesture seemed to declare that in this abnormal time and space, there were no extra first-generation monarchs participating in this matter, and no humans were outrageous enough to be conquered, so everything went as planned. It was the winner of the Holy Grail competition, the White King!

However, a small cluster of golden light suddenly appeared in the White King's field of vision.

The golden light rapidly expanded—no, there was a golden object approaching him at an unimaginable speed!
The sharp intuition frightened the White King. His arrogance began to fade away. He opened his mouth to chant, and the various turbulent elements in the space were guided in an orderly manner.

The dense and explosive lightning in the clouds suddenly became violent, and emerged rapidly like a galloping horse, piercing through the sea of ​​clouds and flying towards the golden light!

At the same time, the vast space began to heat up rapidly, and the thick, inky black flames baked everything, burning the dust, ashes and water vapor!
The Word Spirit: Cang Lei dominates!
Word Spirit·Black Flame Prison!
But the next moment, the White King's pupils suddenly shrank, as if he had witnessed something extremely incredible - the opponent was not knocked down by these moves at all!

A golden light more ferocious than the elemental torrent surged up, transforming into a golden sword beam that could cut through everything.

It had never seen such a terrifying light from the divine sword, as if everything in the world was equal and vulgar in front of the sword light!

The figure in the golden light grabbed the magic sword and waved it casually, just like a child scribbling on the beach with a branch.

The black prison space and the surging blue thunder were swept down and cut piece by piece, like neatly cut slices, flying powerlessly in all directions under the dazzling glow driven by the magic sword.

At the moment when such a shocking scene happened, an incomparable sense of fear suddenly pierced the White King's heart, as if he was no longer a dragon, and had returned to the ugly and cowardly human era.

The figure wrapped in "flames" and thin translucent armor - Emiya, followed the white dragon at the moment it tried to move, "Stop! Don't run!"

"Who are you! Who are you! There can't be such a person as you. I have clearly won! I have clearly won!" The White King was still screaming in a cowardly manner as he flew.

"?" Emiya thought to himself, why do you have to repeat yourself every time you say something?
But as he listened to the voice, he wondered if he had heard it before. Then, looking at the dragon's face, he saw something vaguely human about it...

"——Who are you... Tachibana Masamune? No, Osho? Herzog?"

"...You, you, you, who are you? Who are you?" Herzog, whose identity was exposed, looked even more frightened. Who the hell are you?
It doesn’t look like a dragon king, nor does it look like a human - how could a human fly ten thousand meters high and start a mythical war!

Emiya ignored Herzog's screams.

"Strange, you actually became the White King in this time and space?"

He was able to steal the White King's position, so he wasn't afraid of being devoured by the White King's consciousness? Sure enough... this was a singularity!
(End of this chapter)