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

Chapter 323 I ask you if you are loyal?

"Ohhhh! Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful!"

Ashiya Doman generously offered a gentle round of applause. "You were so quick to react and make a decisive move in an instant. You're truly worthy of being the great general of the Genji clan back then—you actually unleashed your Noble Phantasm, and with the help of the 'Thunder God', you split Ame no Murakumo's power into four!"

"In the final analysis, whether it's Ame-sakumo or Indra's divine power, they are all 'divine power of heaven,' summoning thunder from above and slaying demons below."

Minamoto no Yorimitsu's "Kusanagi of the Heavens" already possesses the ability to summon a wide area of ​​heavenly lightning, which has an almost identical effect to the Indra's Lightning that she obtains in her Saber-class state. When the two are combined, they have an almost multiplicative effect.

Minamoto no Raikou's treasured weapon, "Summoning the Buddha Emperor: The Vast Net of Heaven," can guide the thunder from heaven, and at the same time summon his own source, the Bull-Headed Heavenly King, and the Indra Great Divine Power who exists at the same time, forming four "martial soul clones" through the manifestation of divine sounds.

One held an axe, one held a knife, one drew a bow, and one held a gun.

These four clones, each armed with different weapons, are essentially imitations of her subordinates, the Four Heavenly Kings. Their weapons are modeled after the axe "Golden Devourer" commonly used by Sakata Kintoki, the katana "Oni-kiri" mastered by Watanabe Tsuna, the bow "Hyokusuba" mastered by Ubube Suketake, and the spear "Hyojuumaru Sadami" wielded by Usui Sadamitsu.

Rumble!
Mashu, who was fighting off the corpse demon to protect the people, couldn't help but open her eyes wide at this moment. Tomoe Gozen, one of the four gatekeepers over there, took the lead and fired flaming arrows one after another at a rapid speed, forming a large-scale fire meteor flying towards this side.

The first arrow, launched first, struck the ground like a ground-penetrating missile, shattering the earth and causing violent tremors. Then, like a massive incendiary bomb, it exploded into a fireball hundreds of meters across. The surging heat wave caused the surrounding temperature to rise dramatically.

Mashu breathed in the hot air, beads of sweat oozing from her forehead, because she quickly realized that the first blow landed just in the right place without hurting her side, as if it was a deliberate intimidation and threat.

Her eyes were fixed on the second, third, and nearly dozens of arrows that followed. They whizzed through the air, their speed increasing, and the amount of magic power they carried was even greater, surpassing the bombing missile groups of modern weapons.

"Mr. Heroic Spirit, please grant me strength."

Mashu knew she was a sub-Servant forced into a position of power, but she was kindhearted and didn't want the people in front of her to perish in the flames. If she also possessed a Noble Phantasm with such incredible effects like the other Servants...

Suddenly, there was a flash of white light.

Lightning coming from another direction interrupted her thoughts.

Minamoto no Raikou's clone drew his bow and shot out a series of extremely swift arrows - no, those arrows were as fast as lightning. Unlike ordinary archery, it was as if a strong wind was blowing the arrow feathers, making the shot arrows look like blurry white shadows passing through the field of vision.

Boom——!
Flashes of lightning collided with the fiery red meteors at a rapid speed. After the two collided in the air, they emitted a dazzling light and a deafening explosion. The light and sound were endless, depicting a fleeting but extremely high-profile scene in the sky, because the sound was louder than thunder and more shocking than the sound of a bomb detonating.

"Ashiya Doman, sorcerer of the demonic ways, surrender!"

Minamoto no Raikou shouted from a distance, and she stopped the opponent's first wave of attack. At the same time, she became more alert to the next possible sneak attack by Ashiya Doman.

After all, judging from Ashiya Doman's actions throughout the Holy Grail War, his goal was to collect the souls of all dead, both Servants and humans. Minamoto no Raikou's people might be his final target.

Although I don’t know what the purpose of such behavior is, no matter what the enemy wants to do, it is right to prevent him from succeeding.

Minamoto no Raikou calmly gripped the Murasaki sword, and the unparalleled power of Indra summoned through the treasure was brewing.

"Ugh, huh, huh, huh—ridiculous, ridiculous!" Seeing how Minamoto no Raikou was so vigilant against his attacks on the common people, Ashiya Doman let out a mocking smile. "Minamoto no Raikou, do you think I'd still covet the souls of the common people you're protecting?"

"Isn't it? You know exactly what you planned in this Holy Grail War from beginning to end."

"Oh, General Genji, you're talking about the preparations I've made to gather the souls of the dead and complete this 'Dirty World Castle,' right?"

Ashiya Doman raised his arm, pointing at the tangle of flesh, thorns, and various corpses that were gradually twisting and engulfing the ruins. Those monsters seemed completely devoid of consciousness, stumbling unsteadily from the debris of bricks, tiles, wood, and stone, moving silently and eerily into the distance.

The entire Burning Tokyo had vanished, replaced by the ominous sight of a demonic city. Compared to the burning smell, the bloody and demonic aura before him gave Minamoto no Raikou an even worse premonition.

"See? This is the magnificent, splendid City of Yanli, forged amidst mountains of corpses and rivers of blood! Let darkness cover the entire city, turning the world upside down, transforming it from a habitat for the living into an ominous realm of the dead and demons."

"Haha, the pervasive negative environment will also distort people's bodies and minds. The more ordinary people are, the faster they will degenerate, turning into monsters no different from those demons, or even beasts that are worse than monsters!"

Ashiya Doman's tone was full of excitement. "See, this is the powerful technique that Lord Satan bestowed upon me! It completely surpasses Harumi's Shikigami! Those common people, those servants who look down on me, and you, General Genji, will all become demons under my control!"

"...Well, these are just extras, insignificant extras. Now there's still one thing I need to present to Lord Satan. Hmm, I've been searching for it for ages and couldn't find it. So it's in your team... Well, there's still one thing missing, just this one thing, and Lord Satan's 'Root of Illusion' can finally take root here!"

"——Satan? That can't be his real name... Who is he?"

Minamoto no Raikou was a little confused. According to her memory, Ashiya Doman should not have believed in Western religions.

At the same time, she glanced at Mashu, who was already quite far away.

By the way, Ashiya Michiman said he was looking for something, and was it in her team? The Snake Eight Clan... No, if the Snake Eight Clan had it, Ashiya Michiman should have come looking for it during the Holy Grail War. Now that there's something new in her team... is it Chaldea?

"...Hehehe, how can we let those vulgar people know the name of our God? All you need to know is that He is not a god of this world, but a great visitor from a distant alien planet..."

"Humph!"

When Ashiya Doman stopped revealing information and began to speak meaningless words in a provocative tone, Minamoto no Raikou suddenly raised the tip of the knife and released a tremendous electric current in a very violent posture. The shining thunder plasma was magnificent and brilliant, instantly sweeping over the four servants and Ashiya Doman!
"——Mmm!" Facing the lightning, the opponent's expression twisted slightly. You are so good, Minamoto no Raikou, why do you have no martial ethics and launch a sneak attack? "Four gatekeepers, go!"

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After a brief pause, the battle between the two sides suddenly broke out, and Mashu was already escorting the people to the base of the Genji Building.

She slew demons and monsters along the way, and her powerful and powerful shield-wielding skills made her a master. So any strange-looking demons and monsters that approached rashly were either smashed to pieces by her shield or sent flying through the air in a huge parabola.

When her heroic presence was witnessed by the public, many grateful people spoke highly of her, praising her, loudly or quietly, for being truly unrivaled as a bodyguard. Apart from anything else, her ability to smash the enemy with a dining table was truly intimidating. Eating and killing at the same time was a true breath of fresh air on the battlefield, giving people a great sense of security. She was already one step ahead of Lord Raikou...

Mashu felt a little embarrassed listening to the various flattering comments from the aunts, uncles, and uncles. Her five senses had been significantly enhanced since she became a sub-servant, so even though they lowered their voices, she could still hear them.

"Mashu?" A voice suddenly called out.

"Ms. Minamoto no Raikou?"

Mashu looked around, unable to see anyone. She looked up, only to find the man on the rooftop, a bow firmly in hand, a dead demon at his feet. Clearly, this wasn't Minamoto no Raikou's true form, but one of his clones.

"Hush, don't alarm the others," said Minamoto no Raikou's clone. "The enemy hasn't been eliminated yet, so don't be distracted. I'm here only to ask a question and offer a suggestion."

"First of all, Mashu, is there anything special about your companion Abbas?"

"Mr. Abbas..." Mashu pursed her lips, her mind quickly recalling, "He's a very nice and kind person... No, this isn't special. Uh... His past seems rather mysterious. He's a talent brought in by our director... the former director. Also, he rarely displays his bloodline abilities?"

"Yes," Minamoto no Raikou nodded:
"The following is a suggestion - you should pay more attention to Abbas. The target of Ashiya Doman's attack on us is someone or something you Chaldea are carrying. It is very likely related to the 'Alien God' behind him."

"As for the others, take good care of the people and get them to hide in the stronghold as soon as possible. They should be isolated from the outside environment. Those demons and evil spirits will affect the people. If you have any urgent matters, you can ask the Sheqi Eight Clan to contact me."

After saying this, she turned into a flash of lightning and disappeared.

"Okay...wait, what exactly is the Alien God...?"

Mashu subconsciously wanted to ask, but when she saw the empty roof, she could only sigh.

"Mr. Abbas... is there something wrong with you..."

She turned and rejoined the group, the Genji Building now within sight. Mashu pulled a communicator from her shield and clicked it on. A cherry blossom-pink animation opened, culminating in a pink-purple studio background.

"Is this Miss BB? I have some information I want to share with you and Emiya-senpai..."

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Abbas walked into the house of the Genji Building and followed the arrangement of the Snake Eight Families to go down to the underground floor from the safe corridor. As he went deeper, waves of freshness rose from the soles of his feet. The stuffy discomfort brought by the Dirty World City gradually disappeared, and the strange cries and howls of the demons outside also became low.

The weary faces of the surrounding people were filled with relief. They had long been numb to the various terrible disasters and huge sacrifices. Although they were very accepting of various situations, if possible, a comfortable environment would naturally be better.

No one likes to eat something without suffering.

Abbas followed the crowd into a small room, sat down to rest with his head down, feeling somewhat powerless. For some reason, the evil spirit and heat did not make him uncomfortable. What aroused his reaction was the thunder.

That terrible sound was like the roar of Indra's angry thunder.

Crack!

Abbas's fingers moved slightly, and a tiny arc of electricity flickered between them. It was as if something alive stirred within his blood, energizing his power.

He knew that this was his word spirit "Indra", a word spirit that even the secret party had never recorded.

One reason why Abbas was reluctant to use it was that this word spirit put a huge strain on the body. It not only consumed his physical and mental strength but also caused internal bleeding and even made him emotionally unstable.

Another reason was that he'd heard former Director Pompey mention that the ultimate Word Spirit of Odin, Lord of Sky and Wind, was called "Indra's Wrath." The fact that his own Word Spirit was so similar to the Dragon King's, and that it was an unknown, undocumented Word Spirit, seemed a bit odd.

Could it be that... there is some connection between me and the Dragon King?
Perhaps it was the stimulation of Indra's thunder outside, this suspicion that he had forgotten in the past suddenly became inexplicably clear at this moment.

Abbas forced himself to endure the discomfort brought by the thunder in his ears, and recalled the orphanage where he lived in his youth, his director, and the brothers who lived with him... All the memories were vivid, and when he carefully traced the details, there seemed to be no contradictions.

Boom!

The floor suddenly shook violently, and he reacted quickly to steady his posture, like an agile hunting tiger.

Is this an earthquake?
Abbas left the room arranged by the Eight Snake Families and found that some people had also poked their heads out of other doors. They did not look panicked, and some of them were looking around curiously. After all, the island country had frequent earthquakes and had suffered many disasters since the Tokyo Holy Grail War, so they were no longer surprised.

"Mr. Abbas! Please come here!"

"Matthew?"

Abbas subconsciously obeyed after seeing the girl. It made him sigh. Back in Chaldea, it should have been the other way around. But after Mashu became a Sub-Servant, her value grew, and he ended up being the one following behind.

"Mr. Abbas, good news! With Miss BB's remote assistance, we've successfully established contact with Chaldea!"

"So fast?"

"Well, first time is raw, second time is familiar... I had no experience the first time, so I'm sure it will be quick this time, haha." Mashu was trying to save face for BB's last disruptive behavior.

"Is it necessary..." Abbas thought to himself, do you really need to cover up the AI's destructive behavior the first time? There are no other outsiders here -

Suddenly, as he entered the room, he saw a woman with a longbow and arrow—it was Minamoto no Raikou's bow clone.

In the center of the room is a summoning circle constructed with Mashu's shield as the catalyst. A virtual light and shadow is projected, and it is Caesar, the new director of Chaldea.

"Abbas, member of Team A, please answer my question."

"Huh?" Abbas' heart skipped a beat. Caesar's tone seemed unusual and serious.

"Can you guarantee... your loyalty to Chaldea and not betray her? Are you loyal to the current Chaldea, or to the former director's Chaldea?"

In a word, are you loyal?
(End of this chapter)