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

Chapter 436 Is divine power such an inconvenient thing? The mental field rotates a million times!
At the pinnacle of swordsmanship, he reigned supreme over the world... This low growl, mixed with mental pressure (amplifier effect), stunned Bartholomew on the spot.

He felt his head buzzing as he listened to the deafening declaration. The swordplay of the man on the ship was also abnormally powerful. Of course, the sound was also abnormally loud; he felt his eardrums were about to go numb.

Although he didn't understand why the volume was so loud, he was truly shocked—just now, he only felt the cold light of the sword flash past his eyes, and the endless clouds seemed to be intimidated by the invisible and overwhelming spiritual power, and began to flee to both sides, revealing the enormous and terrifying abyss that was naturally conceived after the sky was torn in two.

A single sword can cleave the heavens—how terrifying!
It seems we can't afford to fight head-on; a strategic retreat is necessary!
But his clever crew members didn't seem to think so.

"Captain, retaliate quickly! Use the thunder of your invincible father god Zeus!" Some of the shocked crew members and sailors came to their senses. They were first frightened, but then, thinking of Captain Bartholomew's similar "divine authority," they were filled with confidence again.

That's right, the power of the gods isn't just something the other side has, our captain has it too!
Although the opponent's swordsmanship is unparalleled, so what? Swordsmanship is merely human martial arts; how can it compare to the power to control the sky and thunder!

"That's right, great Captain Bartholomew, quickly strike them down with a lightning storm!"

"The captain is a hero who wields the power of Zeus, the king of gods, and rules the entire ocean from the sky! How dare this mere nameless redhead presume to call himself the Sword Emperor? A king cannot be insulted!"

"You're radiating arrogance, you're asking for death!"

"The captain wields the power of the sky and thunder, which is equivalent to the captain wielding the power of Zeus. Therefore, the captain is equal to Zeus! The other side is equal to an ant. The formula holds true!"

"Even if we command a floating fleet and wield the power of the sky, our captain is still invincible in the world!"

Bartholomew, caught in an awkward situation: "..."

Have you not considered the consequences if the opponent reached this level, which is similar to an authority, without even using any power, but only relying on human swordsmanship?

And there seemed to be some strangely worded exclamations mixed in. Was it because they recruited too many followers too hastily back then? What era and place did these abstract sailors drift in from...?

"Captain, look! That redhead is flirting with the long-haired woman with bangs, completely disregarding your divine majesty! How can you tolerate this?!"

The first mate joined in the commotion, but his words hit the nail on the head, instantly scratching Bartholomew's itch... no, his fetish.

Upon hearing "long hair and bangs," Bartholomew's rationality plummeted once again. His eyes flashed, and his wind elemental power was unleashed to an even greater extent. A fierce wind swept through the high sky, blowing away the rolling clouds, and even the Gorgon and the Golden Deer were blown askew by the storm.

"Is his bangs covering his eyes?!" Bartholomew's idea of ​​a strategic retreat vanished in an instant. Overwhelmed with emotion, he waved his hand, stirring up clouds and summoning thunder. His gaze shifted to the Red Furs, focusing on Emiya at the bow and the woman beside him...

Then--

He suddenly paused, startled.

Huh? Something feels off about the lightning above my head.

Turning his gaze to the distance, he saw that beyond the vast expanse of white lightning he had unleashed, a howling, gathering gray storm and a dazzling purple pool of lightning had also emerged.

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.

"No, why are you using my voice to broadcast strange things? You only show up when you have something to do, and then you get all itchy when you're free, huh!"

At that moment, Emiya really wanted to punch BB hard in the temples with both fists and then crush the megaphone in her hand.

He had just casually dispersed the lightning when he heard BB mimicking his voice and utter a strange declaration. Emiya seriously suspected that while BB was in seclusion creating Alterego, she might have been distracted by browsing strange fictional fantasy websites, thus contaminating her AI corpus...

As for imitating Emiya's voice, that's not surprising at all; anyone can imitate that. After all, it's AI voice acting, who doesn't know that?

"Hehe!" BB tilted his head and playfully stuck out his tongue, trying his best to hide the megaphone in his hand.

"Give it to me!" How could Emiya not be able to handle BB? He snatched BB's gadgets, only to find that in addition to the megaphone, he also had several small cards in his hand.

Constantine's communication was still working. [Hello? It sounds like there's thunder over there?]

"It's alright, I'm here. As long as the final boss doesn't appear on the spot, we can handle it."

After finishing speaking, Emiya pointed to the card in his hand, grabbed BB's ear, and asked, "What's this?"

"Ouch, that hurts!" BB pretended to cry, wiping her face and letting tears fall. "That, that's the script."

"Don't move, let me see what kind of lines these are! 'At the pinnacle of the sword, I reign supreme over the world...' 'The mortal realm has been defiled once more.' 'A path to death has been found.' 'I am the Sword Emperor, and shall slay all enemies in this world.' 'To not bow before the Emperor is to have lost one's destiny...'"

Emiya, his face expressionless, was about to burst into laughter from frustration. Ignoring BB's pitiful, tearful expression, he said, "Constantine, do you have any insights into methods for modifying advanced alchemical AI? I'd like to ask you about the procedure for formatting an AI corpus..."

"Waaaaah, no, senior!" BB finally panicked and cried softly, her tears streaming down her face. Her acting skills were becoming more and more superb. "I made a mistake when I was in seclusion developing. I thought that you were still using the Sword Emperor character design from the last singularity, just like before. I didn't expect that the character design for this singularity is from One Piece!"

"Damn it! So that's the point!?" Emiya almost cursed.

Just as he was about to lecture BB, who was trying to argue, the sky suddenly darkened and thunder rumbled.

Constantine, hearing the commotion, asked again, "Still not resolved? Are you sure it's alright? Also, to be honest, the electromagnetic field strength there is too high and it's affecting the magic communication signal a bit..."

After using his "Observation Haki" to foresee the target of the lightning that was about to strike overhead, Emiya remained deeply perplexed.

So reckless? Can't they see the difference in strength between them? Or is it because they've been influenced by Yaobikuni's mental suggestion?
"Wait a moment, I'll handle it right away!"

Still trying to outmaneuver your own god-slayer self with wind and thunder? Watch me pull out a big treasure for you—let me show you the storm power of Susanoo!
Emiya drew his sword and swung it lightly towards the sky. The dark clouds immediately obeyed his will and gathered heavily. The dense moisture and gloomy atmosphere could not even be dispelled by the light wind element. The invisible divine power emanated from his blade, as if Conqueror's Haki was wrapped around the weapon and changed the sky when he swung it.

This is also one of the results of his experiment with [Spiritual Reconstruction]. It can make the physical body stronger, and the strength of the physical vessel can get rid of many restrictions. For example, it allows him to release divine power and influence the outside world more freely with a wave of his hand without using the divine armor.

In other words, the output level becomes higher under the same consumption conditions. It's like how Shanks and Whitebeard tore through the clouds in the sky simply by exchanging a single blow with their weapons.

"Wow! The thunder and rain are so loud! Little sister, you should be awake by now. You're not going to be talking about the Flying Pirates in your sleep again, are you?" Nono shielded her eyes with her hand, peering through her fingers at the vast expanse of thunder and rain. Erii had overdone her "Bone Spirit Cold Flame" at sea and gone back to sleep, exhausted. Now, unable to sleep due to the thunder, Nono accompanied the drowsy Erii back to the deck. They were still chatting, as the latter was in high spirits.

Even Erii, who was still half asleep, ran out and happened to see the "Gorgon" Transformers battling the air fleet. She jumped up and exclaimed that it was "the Pirate Admiral's Flying Pirate Crew!" This left Nono speechless. However, the main battle scene had inexplicably shifted to their side, and it had become a situation where Emiya was the one to take action.

Erii nodded, blinking her eyes. "Yes, I understand completely now! The Flying Pirates are just remnants of the old generation; the new era didn't give them a ship!"

"Why don't you go back and get some sleep?" Nono sighed, rubbing her forehead.

"Sleep? What sleep? At your age, how can you even sleep?"

While the others were watching Emiya make his move, BB took the opportunity to gather up some scattered props and ran over, pointing and saying, "Pay close attention to your senior's movements and techniques. Now is a great opportunity to practice Haki!"

Nono rolled her eyes. "What is this? Isn't this cosplay? Don't try to fool me!"

"Okay! Coach, I want to learn Haki!" Erii was no longer sleepy. She clenched her fists, her eyes wide open, her heart pounding with excitement. She seemed to be really observing Emiya's power generation techniques and how he used divine power.

Nono was stunned for a moment, "Oh my god, BB was just saying that, don't take it seriously!"

Emiya is just a green-skinned guy, I think. If your body isn't as resilient as his, don't mess around with him!
"Hmm, you just don't understand, do you?"

BB, with the air of a reclusive master, pointed at the two and said, "Unlike the dragon-born evolution path of Reggie and Reeves, you two have an amazing thing in common with Emiya-senpai: you cultivate your spirit... and you get an extra bonus when cultivating Haki!"

Nono instinctively wanted to roll her eyes, but then she seemed to have just heard a key word, "Spirit...? You mean...spiritual reconstruction, right?"

"Ahem, what are you saying? I don't understand. It's about cultivating Haki, cultivating Haki!" BB emphasized solemnly. "You, like Emiya-senpai, have special physiques and extraordinary talents. You are the only ones among millions to possess the aptitude of a king..."

Nono was quick-witted and understood her veiled meaning with a little thought. "You mean, mental reconstruction applies to living people like me, Erii, and Emiya who possess divine qualities?"

Indeed, theoretically speaking, she and Erii, along with Emiya, all obtained divine power during that Holy Grail War ritual. Regardless of the size of the vessel or the amount of power, they were at least similar in nature.

Although she didn't have the same creative ideas as Emiya, it wasn't difficult to work backwards. Besides, she had a basic understanding of alchemical texts like spirit reforging, and quickly concluded that this was a ritual based on an existing spirit reforging, with two or even more reforgings added on top of it.

In contrast to Nono's rational analysis, Erii said, "I don't care what you say." After listening to BB's rambling nonsense, she looked up and saw Emiya gently swing his sword, summoning a towering storm and blinding lightning. She felt as if she had been enlightened.

"Master, I understand! The power of the gods is Conqueror's Haki!"

At this moment, Erii recalled the divine power of Uesugi Kenshin/Bishamonten that she possessed. This was undoubtedly the power of her mind and will. Haki was also a power forged by mental will. The cultivation of Haki was to use the power of the mind to train the body!

So that's how it is! Divine power is not such an inconvenient thing. Using divine power to temper oneself allows the physical body to be reborn, and the spiritual field rotates a million times!
Erii smiled as she thought of this and ran excitedly toward Emiya.

Nono was a little alarmed by the girl's unpredictable way of thinking. "What have you thought of this time?"

"I need Emiya-nii's help with my training!"

Nono's face darkened upon receiving the immediate reply.

Has Erii-chan become so verbally abusive that she can no longer speak normally?

Oh my god, who did she learn this from? She swore that when she got back to Chaldea, she would kick that person's ass hard with her boots!

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.

"Cough!...Who exactly said I am comparable to the power of the god-king Zeus? If you have the guts, step forward!" The capital ship Svoro was a dilapidated structure, like a broken wooden plank leaking air everywhere. Bartholomew was panting heavily, soaking wet, and had several charred parts on his body. He was in a very sorry state.

He was filled with regret at that moment, but unfortunately, there was no medicine for regret in this world.

Bartholomew's once-proud wind elemental authority, capable of controlling all things in the sky, including wind, clouds, rain, and lightning, became utterly useless under the opponent's offensive.

The mighty thunder was swallowed up by an even more exaggerated sea of ​​lightning, and the accumulated clouds were continuously swept away by the raging storm. As a large fleet that relied on firepower, these hundreds of ships were powerless to resist, as if they had encountered a natural disaster. In an instant, most of the ships were blown down by the storm and lightning.

When he came to his senses, he found that he only had three dilapidated boats left, and they were the kind that couldn't be put into the water, as they would sink as soon as they were put into the water.

What a huge loss! As a symbolic figure who lived through the last glorious era of the Great Pirate Era, Bartholomew felt a deep sense of loss. This could be considered the end of his second journey in life.

"So you're the one called Zeus, the King of Gods?"

Emiya placed one foot on the deck crate, holding his longsword hidden but not yet unleashing it, yet his intimidating presence was terrifying.

"Huh? No, it wasn't me," Bartholomew was startled when he heard the newcomer appear suddenly without his knowledge, and he behaved extremely politely and meekly. "My subordinates are ignorant and talking nonsense."

"Judging from the number of your ships, it seems you've returned to your old ways after entering the mortal realm, plundering quite a bit on the islands and living a comfortable life?"

Bartholomew lowered his head even further. "I didn't have a choice before, but now I want to be a good person."

"You've been a robber your whole life and now you want to be a good person? I don't believe it." Emiya's eyes swept around. "Let's get down to business. The 'key' is in your hands, right? You used the wind elemental authority."

"So this is your purpose? Very well, thank you for your choice. As the defeated party, I will offer you the key."

"Let me correct you, you don't have a choice now. You can take the key even if you don't give it to me. You asked for this by hitting me."

"Then may I ask what options you have for me?"

"There's another key somewhere in the South China Sea. Since you're faster, why don't you sign an alliance with us and you'll be responsible for finding it?"

(End of this chapter)