A certain crossover anime's nuclear-powered sword immortal

Luculazia, who was saying this, added a few more words.

“In the vicinity of Greece, Mekal is depicted as a large man holding a club—I witnessed Mekal appearing in this form a few days ago.”

“But Luculazia, didn’t you say at the beginning that it had nothing to do with ‘Mekal’?” Erica asked curiously.

In response to Erica's question, the older witch smiled and answered without any haste.

“‘Sassari’ has columnar stones, right? Five days ago, I saw through my psychic vision that there was an unusual divine power gathering there, so I went there to observe the situation.”

As she said this, a hint of shock appeared in the witch's eyes.

"What I saw there was a battle between two gods. One was Mekal, and the other was a warrior, a god wielding a golden sword. The fierce battle between the two gods ended in mutual destruction."

Shirou's eyes lit up slightly as he finally heard the information he wanted.

The witch continued, "Mekal used a club, and the other god used a golden sword to deliver the final blow. Both were severely injured. Mekal transformed into lightning and flew away, while the god of the golden sword was shattered."

"It's broken? Has it lost its physical form?" Shirou raised an eyebrow.

The witch shook her head.

"No, the Sword God's body was split into pieces, each transforming into a new form. One was a pig, another a vulture, and there were also horses, goats, and others. These clones immediately flew off to the sea and the sky. I think neither Mekal nor the other 'disobedient god' could recover their bodies in a short time; otherwise, my spiritual vision should have been able to detect it."

In other words, both of these 'disobedient gods' are currently in a state of severe exhaustion.

It must be said that this is indeed very good news.

"I see. Is that all you know?" Shirou nodded.

"Yes, Lord Orihara, are you satisfied with the information I have obtained?"

"Yes, I am very satisfied with your intelligence."

"That would be my honor." The witch smiled alluringly at Shirou.

If it were an ordinary person, they would probably easily succumb to this gaze.

But Shirou remained completely unmoved, and after getting the information for free, he stood up and left.

Of course, he is now the "king" of the Italian magic societies, and the protection these Italian magic societies receive from him is undoubtedly more valuable than what he demands from them.

Having obtained the information he wanted, Shirou didn't linger and planned to leave the town.

However, just as he left the 'Witch's Mansion', he heard an incredible roar coming from the sky.

The clear sky, which had just been cloudless, suddenly became overcast, and a strong wind picked up.

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Rumble!

A fierce wind howled, lightning flashed and thunder roared, and torrential rain poured down!

That was undoubtedly a storm.

Without any warning, a violent storm suddenly swept through the entire town.

Sardinia has a Mediterranean climate, which is warm and dry with very little rainfall, and this island in the middle of the Mediterranean Sea is naturally within this range.

“Mekal’s authority should be broader, rather than being limited to just one small town.”

Rain fell from the sky, dripping onto Shirou's cheeks, causing him to lift his eyelids.

"goat……"

Shirou's pale golden eyes lit up slightly.

The four-legged behemoth soaring through the sky amidst the storm is a giant goat.

The goat had neither feathers nor wings, yet it could fly freely through the stormy, lightning-streaked sky.

It let out a high-pitched roar, and suddenly the downpour became even more intense.

With another cry, lightning struck the earth.

The town doesn't have any wooden buildings, and it's raining, so there's no need to worry about lightning being attracted there.

Even so, the disaster itself is undeniable.

The people who were just on the streets of the town were now scrambling to find shelter from the rain, and upon seeing the giant beast in the sky, they all showed expressions of terror.

It was as if a fantasy world that should only exist in mythology had suddenly appeared before our eyes, and a sense of panic began to spread.

"It looks like that was the clone that 'God of War' Vereslana dispersed after his battle with Mekal."

That goat is clearly the "goat" among the ten incarnations of the "God of War" Vereslana!

Erica stared intently at the goat-like behemoth in the sky: "If it's this strong, I might be able to put up a fight."

Having followed the "King" and witnessed so many battles, Erica naturally didn't want to miss this opportunity, as it might finally be her chance to show herself.

"Then you should give it a try," Shirou said with a smile.

Erica nodded, then raised her right hand and summoned her weapon.

"The Steel Lion and Lionheart, the Ancestor! Hear the oath of the Knight Erica Bruntry: I am the inheritor of the Fierce Horn, a descendant of the Black Knight. My heart will not yield, and my sword will never break. Lionheart, the essence of struggle is now revealed in my hands. The time for the duel has come, 'Reinhardt!'"

Erica chanted the incantation, and the rapier named "Reinhardt" appeared in her hand.

Of course, the battle she was referring to wasn't about defeating the giant beast, but merely about managing to hold its own for a while.

Erica is well aware of her own abilities and will not have unfounded confidence to court disaster.

"Wait a minute, let me help you!" Seeing Erica's fearless attitude, Liliana naturally didn't want to be left behind.

Moreover, she really didn't want to be outshone by her rival and friend Erica in front of the "King".

"My wings, steel that forms phantom blades, ILMaestro, grant me power!"

As Liliana chanted the incantation, magical light flashed, and she summoned the silver longsword called "Silver Master" into her hand.

"Let's go together!"

Erica and Liliana nodded to each other.

Shirou stood behind, intending to assess the strength of the two knight princesses.

Although it is impossible to face the 'Disobedient God' directly, if it is one-tenth of the 'Disobedient God's' power, then perhaps it can put up a fight?

I don't know, and Shirou has never seen it before, so I plan to observe it for myself.

Of course, he didn't intend to let the two knight princesses who had pledged allegiance to him take too much risk. If danger arose, Shirou would naturally lend a helping hand.

"Fly, Hermes' boots!"

That was one of Erica's magic tricks, called "Hermes' Boots," which made his body extremely light, allowing him to easily leap into the air and fly.

At the same time, Liliana immediately spoke up as well.

"Wings of Artemis, traverse the night, grant me the privilege of soaring through the heavens!"

The moment they each recited their incantations, Erica and Liliana both flew into the air.

Their figures, to ordinary people, are like beautiful fairies from mythology, attracting a lot of attention.

However, with the even larger and more terrifying 'goat' present, no one had the leisure to appreciate the 'fairy' in the sky; they all fled in panic.

Once Erica reached high altitude, she unleashed the power of the magic sword in her hand without any hesitation.

“Eli, eli, lemasabachthani! Lord, why have you forsaken me!”

Her long, golden hair danced in the wind, and the girl's voice was mingled with the torrential rain.

"Lord, I call upon you by day, but you do not answer; I cry out by night, but you remain silent. Yet you are the God who became holy and was baptized by the many hymns of Israel!"

Those were the Holy Spirit's incantations of calling and sighing, anger and prayer.

"My bones are decaying and crumbling, my heart has turned to wax, and my body has dissolved into it. Please cast me into the dust of death. Dogs surround me, and I will suffer at the hands of the evildoers!"

Erica's sword, the 'Reinhardt,' which resembles a rapier, is of comparable quality to Liliana's 'Silver Master.' In fact, it could be said that these two swords are like sister swords, sharing many connections.

After all, they found these two swords together in the catacombs of Florence.

"Become my strength, grant me help, grant it to me quickly! Save my soul from the sword, save me from the lion's teeth, save me from the buffalo's horns!"

Finally, Erica's incantation was nearing its end.

"Let me tell you the name of the Lord, praise Him in the center of the world, and convert to and dedicate yourself to Him!"

The spell is called "O King, why have you forsaken me?"

That is considered one of the most difficult secrets among all the magic passed down by the 'Red Copper Black Cross'.

When Erica felt the icy chill emanating from the sword, she knew she had succeeded.

The girl revealed an invincible lioness-like smile, and the raindrops falling around her were all affected by the cold air, crystallizing into tiny ice crystals.

"Looks like the provocation was quite successful."

Erica smiled and then chanted the incantation again.

"O Steel Lion, I entrust to you the power of sighs and wrath; bathe in the sacred blood of the end times, and reveal the holy lance 'Longinus'!"

It contains the power of despair.

In this way, it would possess the same magic as the Holy Lance that assassinated the Son of God, capable of harming the god and causing him to bleed.

Of course, it's not enough for a weapon to injure a god's body; whether it can kill him depends on the power of the person wielding it.

After Erica uttered the incantation, the rapier in her hand was imbued with the magic of 'transformation,' changing its form into a long spear—'Longinus.'

Chapter 47 You actually possess the aura of a god?

"Saint Thomas, let the sacrifice of your body be shared with others as well!"

After reciting the final incantation, Erica used all her strength to throw the spear in her hand.

In fact, the moment the Word of Power was activated, the gun possessed its own driving magic, allowing it to rush towards the giant beast 'Goat' in the sky at an extremely fast speed without much effort.

Whoosh!

With the new incantation in hand, Erica hurled the spear in her hand.

The holy spear was as tiny as a needle in the eyes of the giant goat, and it didn't even attract its attention.

But the next moment——

The Holy Lance mercilessly slashed a long gash across the 'Goat's' abdomen, and a torrent of bright red blood gushed out, turning into a red rain that poured down!