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

Chapter 456 The Secret Weapon, and an even more unexpected surprise for her!

"Is this your excuse for breaking up?"

"Blue Road☆Blue Road☆Blue Road☆Blue Road☆"

"Let me see if your development is normal! -- No, Brother Jie! -- Listen to me, let me see!"

"Saki-chan●Saki-chan●Saki-chan●Saki-chan●Saki-chan●Saki-chan!!"

“Pa→do↑ru→Pa↑do↓ru↑~”

"..."

Yaobikuni's eyes were vacant, her pupils dilated, and her head was buzzing. From that moment on, she suddenly lost the ability to speak.

No, it was more like a temporary loss of logical thinking ability.

The chaotic sonic attack, echoing within her body and reverberating from her cochlea to her brain, spread in a super-powered, overlapping manner, repeatedly reverberating within her overwhelming senses, creating a sonic effect that could be described as a deadly blow. This mental destructive power was like stepping on her left foot while simultaneously ascending to heaven.

Emiya glanced at the backstage screenshots sent by Prierati and realized that it wasn't that Nuwa's words came true, but rather that the dark magician's dark intentions were overflowing, and he had long harbored this dark idea of ​​causing trouble backstage.

When Plerati heard Nuwa retort to the other side, he immediately pressed the play button as if it were his wish, his fingers already itching to do so.

Emiya slightly turned the scroll wheel to look down.

The playlist boasts a veritable all-star lineup of meme creators, including Kim Jong-un, the Führer, Fuse Akira, Morishita Corporal, Black Tiger Afu, Fly Brother Liang Feifan, and Liu Huaqiang. Emiya would like to commend this gathering of geniuses! A veritable constellation of stars!
"I would personally rate it as a god-tier support."

After saying that, Emiya thought about it again and felt that something was missing.

He opened the Chaldea Servant Rhythm... no, Strength Ranking interface.

Then, with a swipe of his finger, he added "François Plelatti" to the "SSS-level Assistant" category using his event administrator privileges.

I remember when Prieratie proposed this tier list, she was trying to glorify herself with personal motives, and Emiya promptly replaced her. Now that it seems she can indeed play a role in such an important boss battle, shouldn't we give her a reward?
Thinking of this, Emiya added a comment to "François Plelati": "She is our Chaldea's number one illusion master. Do you dare to look her in the eye for ten seconds?"

Hehehe, I'll make sure you get rave reviews!
"A god-tier support?"

Nuwa remained noncommittal. Every time she thought about the playlist of that mentally corrupt guy, Prilati, and the texts she usually read, anyone with a normal mind would feel a strange kind of mental pollution. Moreover, this guy had recently absorbed so much modern internet dross that it was becoming increasingly unbearable to look at.

God-tier support, god-like support
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.

[Great heroes who participated in the Marineford War, our war has entered its climax! The powerful administrators have inflicted strong and intermittent interference on the arrogant and conceited demonic bodhisattva, Yaobikuni, enough to make her dizzy and lose consciousness!]

It is foreseeable that our wheels will roll forward, and nothing can stop them! Victory will ultimately be ours. Now, take up your weapons and crush the enemy!

Erii looked at the notification floating in mid-air with a slight expression of dissatisfaction. "Why doesn't this notification have a 'ding' sound effect at the beginning of the paragraph? Can I give it a bad review?" As she spoke, Erii began to try to find the ding-ding sound on the screen full of notifications.

"My little anime girl, you're daydreaming again. How many times have I told you we don't have a system, no 'ding' sound effects! If you're not satisfied and want to go to work as a corporate slave, I can recommend DingTalk to you!"

Nono pulled Erii along at breakneck speed, leaping upwards along the white, vast "hand-shaped land," climbing the arms that resembled a ladder to heaven. Along the way, Erii hummed some kind of lullaby, unleashing a fiery white flame of intense heat and frigid cold from beginning to end, burning the entire path.

Setting fire to the mountain is a death sentence. But just as Capitol Hill isn't a real mountain, neither is Mount Bodhi. The two girls walked hand in hand, sparks flying everywhere. Nono listened for a long time before finally understanding what Erii was saying: she was probably singing something like, "La la la, early in the morning, carrying my schoolbag, let's go bomb the school together..."

"Hahaha, that's it! Burn this damn arrogant woman!"

Another similar case, and quite captivating, is Jeanne Alter. The flames she ignites are a deep, intense orange-red.

Using a kitchen scene as an analogy, Erii's Bishamonten Flame is like quickly freezing and cooling ingredients before rapidly cooking them in a pan, while Jeanne Alter is like grilling New Orleans chicken wings using a blowtorch without a pan.

"...So next time we have a tea party, can't you really not show everyone how to roast New Orleans chicken wings with your bare hands?"

As Black Mary spoke, she casually swung her greatsword, slicing away the black tentacle monster that suddenly emerged from her skin.

Black Jeanne was having a great time burning the torch, but when she heard Black Mary's teasing, she immediately wanted to click her tongue, furrow her brows, and roll her eyes. "What's with having a barbecue at a tea party? It's not like it's a circus performance. Why don't you just have the usual three things and get a dessert set like cappuccino and macarons?"

Black Mary shook her head. "That won't do. Too many sweets will explode in calories and make it hard to manage your figure. Have you seen the new food menu that Chaldea has been putting on lately? A lot of the ones Da Vinci made have added ingredients that are easy for Servants to absorb. I heard that even that chubby Caesar has gained several pounds."

"I remember most of the new items were ocean-themed set meals, and the advertising slogans weren't things like 'low-carb, high-protein'..."

Jeanne d'Arc looked bewildered. As a village girl with limited education, she didn't know much. During the event, she was swayed by Da Vinci's advertising slogans and suddenly felt a sense of awe and wonder. When she heard that it could also enhance breasts and improve beauty, she got carried away and spent all her accumulated points, then went on a two-meal binge...

Then, I almost ran out of points.

Black Mary seemed to see through everything, chuckled twice, unleashed her magic, and swung the guillotine's blade to slice through a large swath of nuns' hair that was sweeping towards her like a celestial waterfall.

Whoohoo!
Those strands of hair were as thick as a moving, jet-black sea of ​​trees, and multiple magical artifacts of fire, lightning, and magic were fired simultaneously around him, so that when the hair was spread out, it still emitted a mighty momentum comparable to a river flowing endlessly.

Taking advantage of a lull in the fighting, Black Mary retorted, "What year is this? You still believe what businesses advertise? Da Vinci must have deliberately omitted telling you things like how many eels and salmon are high in fat, and the recently launched Sea King Set Meal is a high-fat bomb!"

"There is such a thing!?"

Black Jeanne stared in disbelief. "Wait a minute, you don't usually spend a lot of time online, how do you know all this?"

"Please, even if I don't understand modern times, the royal kitchen team when I was queen must have known a little about nutrition, right?" Black Mary waved her hand, showing off the shiny, reflective nail polish on her fingernails.

"My main purposes for going online are online shopping and makeup! Everything else is just incidental. You, on the other hand, still need to improve your online shopping skills!"

"Do you think I can't see through your little scheme? Stop with the fancy stuff, just dress up nicely every day—like me, that's enough to attract his attention. You'll regret wasting money now and getting fat later. If you really can't control your eating, I suggest you cook for yourself and go to the docks for some New Orleans chicken wings."

Jeanne Alter, whose identity was almost confirmed, blushed and her blood pressure soared.

A mixture of shame and anger caused the flames beside her to erupt, bursting into a massive wave of heat that scorched and roasted a large clump of the black nun's hair, almost burning a skilled lancer in the process. "Never mind anything else—I've been putting up with this barbecue joke of yours for ages! Are you even French, Queen of France?! Neither Orleans nor New Orleans has chicken wings! They only have grilled oysters!"

Black Mary shrugged. "—Oh? Actually, I'm not French, you didn't know? I have my own hometown, and I used to be an Austrian Archduchess!"

"I bother!"

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.

"That was dangerous..." Diarmuid touched the hair on his head, having narrowly escaped being burned into a bald patch by the sudden burst of flames.

Finn nodded. "That woman just now wasn't the kind of lady you could easily get along with, Diarmuid. You'd better not provoke her."

"Haha, speaking of women, I have a feeling that our current rival is the best of the best."

Fergus wielded his neon sword, galloping through the dark sea of ​​trees. "I wonder how our Sword Emperor managed to make such a huge woman 'ascend to heaven'!"

Good heavens, that old lecher Fergus's attention was entirely focused on the word "ascension" in the system announcement.

"..." Diarmuid couldn't help but imagine what it was like to stir a large water tank with a toothpick... No, he was an upright knight, how could he be so uncouth as to discuss dirty jokes in public?

Oh dear, King Finn, he really should have exercised some restraint and remembered the honor of protecting the Knights of Fiona!

"Hmm, I'm quite curious too. The Sword Emperor must possess some extraordinary skill to be able to control such a 'magnanimous' woman!"

Finn recalled the colossal form Emiya had previously displayed, awe-inspiring like that of a celestial being. If one could project their own form to that size using divine power, could it also be possible to amplify specific body parts by adding divine power?

Then he and Fergus started discussing it, and the two of them chatted and exchanged gentlemanly smiles.

"..." Diarmuid strained to look up at the head of Yaobikuni above, which was blinking faintly. There was no flushed or listless color at all. Instead, a strange reverberation came from his eardrums.

You've definitely misunderstood; such an absurd thing is simply impossible...

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.

Everyone here possesses a unique skill, and their fighting spirit and patience are truly astounding!

A voiceover comment by Prierati floated by.

"?" You're getting more and more amazing.

Emiya, without changing his expression, manipulated the Thunder Giant, unleashing a divine thunderbolt as powerful as the ocean beneath his feet, which pierced through the clouds and obliterated the old nun's smiling face.

Not to be outdone, Meiliuqina transformed into a streak of light, swooping down from the horizon with light in her mouth, and unleashing a vast expanse of white light with accelerating, synchronized momentum.

In addition, there were two super Indians, Karna and Arjuna, who each unleashed their divine weapons, and the sun-like radiance continuously erupted in the sky at an altitude of tens of thousands of meters... Countless attacks, almost in a continuous state, blasted the sky around the huge body of the eight hundred Bhikkhunis into a vacuum with thin gas.

However, at that very moment, the nun's eyelids trembled, even though she appeared to be seriously injured.

Emiya said, "She seems to be coming to her senses soon, but we haven't solved it yet. As expected, relying on such unorthodox methods can't play a crucial role."

Nuwa made a hand seal, and a storm of wind and thunder gathered, instantly regrouping the previously scattered elements with extremely high efficiency, giving Emiya and the others a super buff that reduced skill cooldown time and created a positive cycle.

"But at least it reversed the situation, not only making the Boss's health bar light up, but also giving us the opportunity to unleash a barrage of attacks, which is already worth it."

“It’s still not enough,” Emiya shook his head. “She’s in a bit of a mess right now, but her massive size means that attacks from other Servants don’t deal much damage. We need a more powerful and lethal blow. And the prerequisite for that is to exert a more powerful intervention on her essence.”

Then, the four elemental keys that had been handed to Emiya were returned to Nuwa.

"..." Nuwa nodded; she knew what Wei Gong was thinking.

Plerati could only interfere with Yaobikuni at most by relying on the Demon Pillar experimental subjects. If the nun continued to absorb the entire Singularity Domain to heal herself after regaining her senses, all her efforts would be in vain.

Therefore, it would be better to adhere to this tactical approach, take this opportunity to amplify our advantages, and use the fact that this old nun wants to delve into their Chaldean mythology system to allow the four keys to also deepen their analysis of the other party.

Will Yaobikuni swallow this sugar-coated bullet, this poisoned apple? Given her greed, she will. She can't resist such temptation; she's too eager to improve herself.

[A secret weapon, and an unexpected surprise for her!]

Nuwa: "?" Seriously, if you don't do voice-over, no one will think you're mute.

While she was preparing, Yaobikuni finally woke up from the nightmare sound effects.

But there was no time to mourn her lost hair; the next moment, countless thunderbolts filled the entire sky and arrived on the battlefield.

"Come on, take this combined Noble Phantasm!"

Emiya and Regille's voices rang out at this moment; in order to facilitate Nuwa's operation, they needed to attract the nuns' attention from the front row.

"Tear apart the sky! Shatter the stars! You are the thunder that tears the heavens apart!"*2
The mythical system roared into action, and under the silent gaze of countless followers, the vast elements of earth, water, fire, and wind emitted an unprecedentedly rapid shriek, purified by the immense divine power into extremely high-density charged particles of blue-white and purplish-red hues.

Under the influence of resonance, they mixed and unified, and the surging, terrifying energy fluctuations even shook and dispersed the atmosphere, illuminating the boundless chaotic void. The Servants and even the Chaldea headquarters observers, upon seeing the sudden brightness of the entire world, closed their eyes and exclaimed that they were about to be blinded.

"..."

Only Meiliuqina stared intently as they paired up, a pang of jealousy rising in her chest. She was the one who started it…

(End of this chapter)