Memorable scenes from various anime and manga crossovers: Starting with Emiya the Great Hero

"I won't give up on anything anymore, I won't lose to that liar!"

A thick, red cloak, like a quilt, appeared behind him, and a single strand of hair stood up on his head.

"Damn... this is like a magical girl knight transformed into a blanket king! Are all magical girls this idealistic?!"

"Ilya isn't actually a magical girl, but rather a level 4 Silent Mage, right? She's already evolved into a level 8 Silent Mage!"

Everyone was stunned to see Ilya suddenly transform into the Queen of Blankets. It was quite sudden; who would have thought that cards could evolve?

Type-Moon Sixth Singularity

"Is this really my king?" Gawain (OMO) was completely dumbfounded. How could he borrow power and then continue to borrow more?

I didn't see wrong... Whether it's that thick, quilt-like cloak or that stubborn tuft of hair on his head, it's enough to prove that this is my king!

I never expected that Ilya's personal growth could affect the Heroic Spirit Card, directly transforming her from an immature young knight princess into King Arthur.

Even Mordred, who always liked to act recklessly, felt a pang of pain in his teeth: "Wait, is this reasonable...?"

Now she even suspects that if they were to take the Young Shining's card now, it wouldn't be impossible for them to become the Wise King Shining.

Outside the Holy City, even Bedivere, the only relatively normal one among the hordes of twisted royal fans, fell silent: "Do you think it will eventually turn into... our King wielding the Holy Lance?"

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Upon hearing this, the great hero Arash's lips twitched: "It's best not to."

That world is complicated enough. What if Ilya becomes a Lancer-class King Arthur and the Holy Lance breaks down at the slightest provocation? Will the world still be saved?

Emiya Family's Meal World

Even Shirou Emiya, who was preparing dinner, stopped what he was doing and asked a question that seemed to come from the depths of his soul: "Why is your cloak getting thicker and thicker...?"

The only thing that hasn't changed is the ahoge (cowlick) on her head. Even Illya, who borrows power, can't change this; it's become her defining characteristic.

"..." Upon hearing Shirou's question, Artoria hesitated visibly for a moment: "Britain is quite cold..."

Emiya Shirou thought about it and it seemed to make sense. Britain's climate was harsh, with long and cold winters, so it was quite reasonable to drape a quilt over one's back.

Seeing Shirou's unwavering belief, Artoria breathed a sigh of relief. The climate in Britain was indeed quite cold, but that was only true for ordinary people.

For her, it's just so-so...

[Illya, now fully transformed into the Saber Queen, easily destroyed the thorns attacking her with her holy sword, but it was all in vain.]

Julian, thanks to his almost bug-like displacement magic, was still able to completely dominate Ilya throughout the entire match!

"You borrowed the power of the cards, you borrowed the power of the wand, and even your reason for fighting was borrowed. You, a mere supporting character, stop interfering in my mythology!"

As he spoke, Julian summoned another shadow servant from the black mud. Ilya appeared exceptionally small in comparison to this enormous figure.

[Ilya charged forward again, wielding the holy sword, easily defeating the shadow servant. Although her power was borrowed, it was precisely because it was borrowed that she was able to arrive here!]

"Bang—!" Julian caught the holy sword, radiating divine light, with one hand.

But looking at Ilya's childish eyes, Julian grew increasingly irritated: "Why? You had no reason to risk your life, why did you go to such lengths!"

Ilya smiled and retorted, "If only you could save the person in front of you, what would you do?"

Julian's resolve wavered slightly. Ilya's figure flashed past, landing on the ground: "Even if you ask me for a reason, I cannot answer with words."

"But I will reach out my hand because there is someone in my sight who is in great pain!"

"Speech EX, did you really not secretly memorize your speech like some country bumpkin before going on stage?"

Seeing this, everyone was somewhat incredulous. Was this still the indecisive Ilya? Her eloquence had improved so much.

Could it be that by borrowing power one can also borrow the ability of a French saint to memorize a speech?

Type-Moon Fifth World War

Cú Chulainn looked at Shirou Emiya with a scrutinizing gaze: "Your Emiya family has a long-standing tradition of borrowing things, right... and never returning them!"

Illya from that world must get along much better with Shirou Emiya, since the latter's ideals were also borrowed, and it's said he doesn't plan to return them!

Rin's gaze toward Shirou changed upon hearing this. The Tohsaka family's ancestral "elegance" was evident in their ancestral tradition of "borrowing things," which was truly unique.

"..." Emiya Shirou glanced at the two of them speechlessly. I'm really not a deadbeat. How am I supposed to repay the ideal I borrowed?

Even if I wanted to pay it back, I couldn't. The grass on the creditor's grave is already several meters high. How could I possibly pay it back?

“Kill her, Julian! I’m tired of her lines,” Darius whispered in Julian’s ear, like a ghost.

"Ah... I feel the same way. This is the first time we've thought of the same thing, Darius!" Julian tore off his tattered clothes, thorns sprouting from his back, and launched into battle once more.

[Using skillful substitution magic, he fought Illya to a standstill, but neither could gain a decisive advantage. Both were panting heavily, unable to find a way to defeat the other.]

"You're so annoying, so incredibly annoying! I don't want to play games with you anymore!"

Countless thorns burst forth from the ground, seemingly alive, twisting and bending according to a specific pattern, gradually forming a huge circular purple magic circle before us.

"No way! Those thorns... they're spreading outwards! That's Julian's magic circuits!" The magical ruby, transformed into a holy sword, could no longer hide her astonishment.

"The source of the magic is the mud sea, like plants, endlessly drawing it up!"

At the center of the magic circle, a powerful energy was gathering, and without hesitation, the enormous energy sphere shot towards Ilya!

"Boom!" With a burst of light from the explosion, a figure instantly leaped out of the smoke and dust.

[Illya transformed into Rider, using her high mobility to dodge attacks while simultaneously using her Noble Phantasm in mid-air to charge towards Julian.]

However, Julian's magical power was terrifyingly abundant, so Ilya had no choice but to rely on Berserker's power once again: "Dream Summon, Berserker!!"

"Good heavens, Wang Zhao, the source of your magic is the Mud Sea... I seriously suspect that the depletion of the world's great source was absorbed by you guys."

"This is just right. Illya really should be the one to use Berserker."

Seeing this, everyone was a little curious. Why not use the Overlay Summon to become Gorgon? It would have both Gorgon's Mystic Eye and the power of Hercules!

Grand Carnival World

“That’s strange…” Steno wondered, looking at Ilya who hadn’t changed at all when she transformed into R.

"Isn't it supposed to grow into the Saber King? Why didn't it change at all when it came to Medusa?"

Stheno was wondering if Ilya would turn into Euryale or herself if she used Rider, but it turned out he was overthinking it; only Ilya was special.

Euryale shrugged helplessly: "Maybe it's because we don't have a Rider class..."

It's because Ily is a Saber-class Servant, and Saber is also a Saber-class Servant.

That guy seems to have achieved a grand slam, possessing all seven common classes, and he can even combine seven swords all by himself, making him incredibly versatile!

P.S.: A new world begins tomorrow, "Today's Menu for the Emiya Family"...

Chapter 767 Xiao Hei is dead, Mei You is gone, and the world is doomed!

With the power of the Berserker, Ilya moved with ease amidst Julian's attacks, even using her weapon as a skateboard to glide through the thorns.

As Ilya drew ever closer, Julian's attacks grew increasingly frenzied: "Damn it, don't come any closer, don't come any closer!!!"

[The enormous thorns, intertwined and twisted like a raging dragon, transformed into an incredibly sharp spear, hurtling towards Ilya with a whistling sound.]

Seeing this, Ilya immediately channeled all her strength into her arms, and with a fierce swing of her stone blade, clang! The deafening sound of metal clashing echoed through the sky.

"Dream Summon!" Taking advantage of the stalemate, Illya transformed into R once more, riding Pegasus and charging forward!

“I’ll destroy it for you! Because I know everyone’s wishes, and… your wishes!”

"My wish? Julian couldn't help but recall that forgotten memory... What did I answer back then?"

[When Pandora, who had lived for 6000 years, asked me to kill her, what was my response?]

By the way... my wish isn't to kill my sister, it's just that I want her to laugh.

At this moment, Illya had transformed into Saber, wielding the Holy Sword and piercing Julian along with the box on his back.

Grand Carnival World

"This eloquence... Did she really not use your speech?" Black Jeanne looked at White Jeanne with suspicion. She had almost convinced the woman to surrender, and she still said it wasn't you?

Even Jeanne d'Arc felt a little helpless: "Jeanne Alter, I already told you I don't have a speech draft."

How many times do I have to tell Jeanne Alter before she understands that she doesn't have a prepared speech; every time she rambles on... 267 cough cough, her speech! it's all improvised.

It's not my fault that Ilya is so eloquent!

"As expected of me now that I've grown up!" Jeanne d'Arc hugged Jeanne Alter tightly, clearly believing her nonsense.

Jeanne Alter stiffened slightly as she was suddenly hugged, her eyes darting around in a panic, but she still managed to put on a brave front: "Of course!"

She was just joking about the speech; the clever and witty girl had already seen through everything... Saving the world was just a gimmick!

To put it bluntly, it was originally a battle between Julian, who was obsessed with his sister, and Emiya, who was obsessed with his younger sister. Now, Illya, who is obsessed with her brother, has joined the fray!

Bless the World

"It's so much fun in the beginning, but so depressing in the end..." Kazuma muttered to himself before lying back down on the sofa, bored out of his mind, and continuing to slack off.

Normally, isn't the typical magical girl storyline about showing off cuteness and protecting the world along the way? Why does it feel a little off now?!

"Kazu, I don't quite understand. Can you tell me who the villain is?" Kazuma, who had just lain down, was immediately poked by Megumin with her staff.

Julian wanted to save his sister and humanity along the way, so he didn't seem like a bad guy. As for Ilya, they watched her grow up, so how could she be a bad guy?

"Don't ask me about that, ask Aqua." Kazuma waved his hand, pushing away the staff that was playing pranks on him.

Who knows who the villain is now! It seems like everyone is right, yet everyone is wrong. For things that are hard to understand, just ask the gods. Even a goddess with a brain problem is a god!