Don't use Type-Moon references in Oregairu!

The fifth seal is unveiled.

Even though the second layer had transformed into an ocean of light, Fujimaru Ritsuka and the others could still sense it.

The earth was constantly rumbling.

The sun appeared at the top of the second layer, thousands of meters high, and then was swallowed by the blackness, leaving only a halo.

The moon also appeared on the side of the sun, but it was as red as blood.

Countless phantom stars were shaken off, like unripe figs falling from a fig tree.

He also unveiled the sixth seal.

Phantoms kept appearing.

They seemed to see the future of the entire world.

In the azure sky, the atmosphere seemed to be easily shifted like a rolled-up bamboo scroll, revealing the pitch-black cosmos, with countless cold starlight shining directly on the Earth's surface.

The support beneath the mainland and islands was shaken, and like a drunkard, it was upside down and moved away from its original position.

Thunder and lightning, storms and tsunamis rose and fell.

Hail and fire fell from the sky, burning the earth.

The mountains and forests were plunged into the state of creation, with flames completely engulfing the earth.

A bottomless pit opened, and countless disasters and strange creatures ravaged all living things from underground.

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Everyone fell silent, then erupted in rage.

"This guy, is he trying to bring disaster to the world? I absolutely won't allow such a bastard! Isn't he ready yet?!"

"Existence proven! Space completely locked! Constant confirmed! GOGOGOG!"

Almost simultaneously, Beki and Lisa exclaimed in surprise, draining the magic power from Utaha and the other two, then transforming it into a spell that draped over everyone.

"Galahad, take this!"

Chapter 137: The Holy Savior Knight Arrives at His Everlasting Faithful Floor (5K)

Good things happen to good children, good deeds are rewarded and evil deeds are punished, God favors the righteous... People in any era and in any place probably hold this simple belief in the clear law of cause and effect.

Lijiang, no, number 1587, doesn't understand these things.

He only remembered that there was a woman in a white coat in the culture tank who would read bedtime stories to them softly at night.

She wasn't particularly pretty; her face was chubby and had a lot of freckles, but her smile was very warm.

Could he hear the woman's soft sobbing while he was pretending to be asleep? Every time, he wanted to tell her that it was just a matter of the incubator losing some companions, that they were already used to it, and that there was no need to rush.

But he was always sleepy and could hardly keep his eyelids open.

Later, after a certain day, he never saw her again. Number 1587 had forgotten what she looked like, only remembering her warm expression and the name she gave herself—Lijiang.

Later, he escaped, and the annoying old man was killed pointlessly. He also began to understand many things. The old man may have been rotten to the core, but was that warm-hearted woman truly innocent?

He was unaware of such a complicated matter at the time.

During childhood—even if it's a forced process of growing up—the education received in those early years can profoundly influence one's future personality.

When he was discovered to be an awakened Galahad and became the official face of Britain, he was bewildered to find that not only in his own country, but in all the people living in the world, black and white were indistinguishable, and that there was no real retribution for good and evil, but only everyone's fantasy.

"So, why are you stopping me?" Ritsuka stopped in his tracks, watching as Fujimaru Ritsuka rushed towards him at lightning speed.

Standing on the earth that had transformed into a lake of light, Fujimaru Ritsuka unleashed a powerful slash, filled with sacred flames.

With the blessing of the High Heavens Guardian, Grand Prince Michael, the demon sword in his hand broke through the domain of the legendary sword. The raging flames seemed to burn away all the impurities of the three realms, and the sharp blade cut out a beautiful arc.

But it was still blocked by the Sword of King David in Lijiang's hand.

The two faced off across the blades for a brief moment before Fujimaru Ritsuka's reinforcements arrived.

"[Star Emblem], shatter under the whip of God!"

"[Supernatural Power] Unleashed! [Blessing of Wisdom]! I'm going to wreak havoc!"

"...[The Temptress Prince's Demonic Odil]!"

“I’a, I’a, Y’bthnk!”

Leaving aside the three magician companions who had already exhausted their magic power, the others unleashed their full power without using any Noble Phantasms.

The whip-like formation of the three-colored aurora tore through the air, creating several shockwaves that hurtled towards us at supersonic speeds.

Transforming into a phantom that was difficult to discern with the naked eye, Yukino launched countless charges at Tachie Galahad.

The flying swords, under the control of the Heavenly Demoness's supernatural powers, displayed an agility and offensive prowess no less than that of a sword-wielding immortal.

In the void beside the knight, black rifts opened, and the blasphemous offspring of the Outer Gods raised their tentacles, fiercely coiling around Galahad, attempting to strangle him.

But all these offensives were easily thwarted by the radiance emanating from the Sword of David, unable even to penetrate its protected area, let alone shake its radiance.

Even worse, Abigail let out a painful groan. The power of the Outer God she had summoned seemed to be restrained by the brilliance of King David's sword, instead striking back and injuring Abigail.

This massive attack transition took only a few seconds. Fujimaru Ritsuka and Galahad pushed their swords together, gathered their energy, and swung their swords in unison.

Within a few meters of the radiant light, two young awakened beings exchanged blows as if facing their mortal enemies, instantly transforming this small area into the center of a steel storm.

"Tested, confirmed! Some effect! Keep attacking except Abigail! Impact that layer of light will prevent Galahad from using his other Noble Phantasm." Yui Yuigahama was sweating profusely, her eyes wide open, her mind racing as she analyzed the current situation, not even having time to explain anything to Abigail.

Hiratsuka Shizuka simply watched without making a move.

She remembered what Fujimaru Ritsuka had said before she set off: she couldn't attack immediately.

But... we're missing one helper.

She looked at Abi with concern, who was so anxious she was about to cry.

Galahad altered his magical powers, unleashing a full-force sword strike that forced Fujimaru Ritsuka back. He calmly stood to the side, sword in hand, exhaling a breath of heat generated from his heightened physical exertion.

"Heh heh, it's really hard to imagine that your team actually has an Awakened One who can unleash such power... No, at this level, if I didn't have my Noble Phantasm, I would probably be defeated within three minutes. It's a pity that she's related to the Reverse Kabbalah."

Fujimaru Ritsuka, panting, wiped away a deep wound on her cheekbone with her thumb, seemingly unconcerned about Galahad's psychological tactics.

Abigail's Noble Phantasm, the "Qliphoth Rhizome," refers to the root of the Reverse Kabbalah tree. And what about King David's Sword? In related legends, it's a holy sword nurtured in a scabbard made from the trunk of the Tree of Life, representing Michael's holy sword used to subdue the Reverse Kabbalah kingdom. Therefore, it completely counters Abigail. He was prepared for this, but Abigail's refusal to listen to his advice caused him some heartache.

Despite losing the fight, Fujimaru Ritsuka smiled and said, "And what about you, Sir Galahad? Well, don't you have an invincible tortoise shell? Why don't you try to withstand one or two of my sword strikes and just peel off the seventh seal?"

Lijiang looked at him and smiled wryly.

You think you can cut through the domain of the Sword of King David with that demonic blade? The previous six marks already put a heavy strain on my mind. I'm afraid that before I can even unravel them, my mind won't be able to maintain the severely damaged domain, and I'll just hand over my head to you.

He smiled dismissively: "If I just kill you all on the spot, wouldn't we be able to continue the exhumation? But I'd like to ask you, would you like to come over to my side?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka gave him an extremely awkward look and quickly interrupted him: "Hey friend, you're not going to say something like the demon king in those cheesy hero novels, reaching out to give me half the world to rule, are you? Or are you going to say that the world is inherently filthy, and we should play a game of world destruction together?"

Ignoring the clanging attacks beyond the brilliance, Tachie Galahad looked at him subtly and sighed with unusual amazement: "Mr. Fujimaru, are you out of your mind?"

"what?"

"How could I bear to destroy such a beautiful world?"

Amidst the grand chanting of sacred hymns, Lijiang stood in a sea of ​​pure white light, arms outstretched: "I'm doing this to save the world."

There are flaws.

Fujimaru Ritsuka didn't care what he wanted to say—any grievances or deep thoughts were meaningless. When he wanted to carry out the grand ritual, even at the cost of sacrificing one-third of the population on Earth, he became Fujimaru Ritsuka's greatest enemy.

Flames accumulate at the feet, then erupt.

Fujimaru Ritsuka covered the distance of seven steps in almost the limit of human reaction time. The [Supreme Heaven Muramasa] in his hand was burning with raging flames. The power of the seraphim from the Supreme Heaven and the flames of the demonic energy forged by the swordsmith were perfectly fused together, transforming into the rotating flames that danced wildly around him.

However, his opponent was no nobody either. Lijiang frowned, suppressing his displeasure at being interrupted, and swung the Sword of King David—no, the sword in his hand was blocked.

It was a weapon forged in the void by Muramasa's first swordsmith. It had no intention of harming or slashing him, but it carried kinetic energy and managed to intercept him for a single breath.

But is one breath enough...?

In the blink of an eye, Li Jiang swung the red-handled sword with his left hand, and a fierce red sword light appeared, barely blocking the attack.

However, he still fell to the ground. Fujimaru Ritsuka did not lose heart, but continued to furiously unleash his sword light and flames. He parried dozens of rounds of slashes and countless attacks with his sword to intercept Ritsuka's parries.

As expected of the most perfect knight, Galahad, who defeated Gawain, Lancelot and various heroes in the legend of pursuing the Holy Grail, has a level of martial arts skill that is beyond Fujimaru Ritsuka's imagination.

Taking advantage of the opening, the disadvantageous attack was completely reversed by him. The two holy swords in his hands, like elegant phoenixes spreading their wings, gracefully deflected the deadly attack and instead suppressed Fujimaru Ritsuka.

"How about that? You know, back in the day we all had a lance in one hand and a longsword in the other, hacking the barbarians to pieces, charging in and out of dangerous battlefields seven times over. I've seen plenty of sneak attacks like yours." Tachie calmly suppressed Fujimaru Ritsuka, his eyes blazing with killing intent, having found an opportunity.

His powerful cross-shaped slash, brimming with magical energy, shattered Fujimaru Ritsuka's balance, forcing her to stagger back several steps. By then, he was already prepared.

The magic power emanating from the ritual array within Lijiang's body had begun to permeate the red-handled sword that could destroy nations and kill gods, but before he could make any move to release it, he was interrupted.

"Do not destroy life. Crush its civilization—[Sword of the War God]!"

"Grass, read its text—famous throughout the world, the Great Tonglian. Like eight clouds standing on a tiled roof, sparrows pierce and slaughter hordes of evil spirits. Manjushri's Wisdom Sword Great Divine Power—Love Explosion, Heavenly Demon Rain!"

The sword of the God of War, which destroyed everything and swept all things into a rainbow whirlwind that slashed and annihilated them, crashed hard against the radiant side of the sword of King David.

Meanwhile, the Manjushri Wisdom Swords, which split into 250 swords, were empowered by the blessing of wisdom and skillfully concentrated their attacks on this small space.

The light kept fluctuating. As Ritsuka's magic power was being consumed more and more, Ritsuka couldn't help but smile bitterly. The effect of the holy sword in his hand was actually allowing Fujimaru Ritsuka's teammates to attack mercilessly without any concern for accidental injury.

In a sense, am I at a disadvantage?

Weird.

The immunity derived from the Tree of Life's rank is similar to that of [Avalon Far From Home]: the latter uses spatial separation to immunize the user against all attacks by hiding the user inside the world. The Sword of David, however, uses ranks to resist and immunize against attackers, consuming magic only based on the rank of the attack being immunized.

Even when facing the Sword of the God of War and the Manjushri Wisdom Sword from the treasures of gods and Buddhas, it only consumes more magic power. But is this useful to him who now has unlimited magic power?

"Tsk, as expected, this guy is tough to deal with. I didn't expect that even a Noble Phantasm test wouldn't be able to break him." Fujimaru Ritsuka spat out a mouthful of blood, but her fighting spirit soared like never before.

Recalling their first time entering the Demon's Lair, the inexperienced Fujimaru Ritsuka and his companions were helpless; besides recklessness, they had no other solutions. They only survived Mammon's berserk attacks, which resembled Frieza's three transformations, after Hachiman had asked his companions to bring a backup plan.

This time, having thoroughly investigated Galahad's capabilities and prepared countermeasures, coupled with the efforts (and sacrifices) of so many teammates, how could they not have a targeted battle plan?

"The so-called new chapter of the Trojan Horse has been serialized!"

Breathing almost at full power, a large amount of magic was ignited, and in her golden eyes, Fujimaru Ritsuka had grasped the key.

It must be said that this radiance is terrifying, invincible, and sacred enough. If it were in the hands of a knight who has fought for many years with his beloved sword, it would be even more solid and suffocating. Even those within it would be constantly subjected to an oppressive aura.

But unfortunately, Lijiang Galahad, you are not the real Galahad, and you are not a god.