Don't use Type-Moon references in Oregairu!

"When a problem arises, we solve it. We shouldn't bring in a god who rides on everyone's heads to dictate the future. Goddess, I beg you to return to nothingness."

Fujimaru Ritsuka drew [Supreme Heaven Muramasa] and pointed it at Rungominiad.

Inspired by him, everyone began to overcome the oppressive power of the gods, slowly straightened up, and revealed fearless expressions.

There's nothing to be afraid of. She's just a mere goddess; she should have been relegated to the dusty archives long ago.

Even with swords pointed at him and those trying to persuade him looking hostile, Rungomminiad only showed a slight hint of regret.

In her view, the value of people is a measurable measure—sacrificing at most one-third of the population in exchange for the strength of all humanity and a transformation of the world is a very worthwhile thing.

But the people in front of them didn't seem to think so.

Is this the difference between the thinking of God and that of ordinary people?

The thought flashed through Rungomminiad's mind, and then she stopped worrying about it.

"East Starlion".

Spiritual energy coalesced, and a white divine steed clad in heavy armor appeared. Rungomminiad flicked his cloak and mounted the horse.

The spear in her hand, which appeared to be woven from white metal, also underwent an astonishing transformation.

First, a radiant light appeared, with golden light continuously leaking from the handle of the spear. Then, as if its shackles had been removed, the metal broke apart inch by inch, leaving only a spear body formed of pure light.

Its light is as if it were projected from distant stars, through which one can glimpse the chaotic scene where heaven and earth were never separated.

Fujimaru Ritsuka carefully placed the Muramasa demon sword in front of her, assuming a defensive stance.

But the familiar and fluid movements still carried a hint of stiffness—the effect of the goddess's lingering aura.

Rungomminiad looked down at them and suddenly smiled.

not good!

Almost simultaneously, Fujimaru Ritsuka understood her meaning, but it was too late to stop her with his sluggish body. He could only warn her telepathically: "Be careful."

There was no time to identify the target, or even to inform others, because the other party had already launched an attack.

With a pull on the reins, a storm erupted, propelled by the divine power and the horse, hurtling towards the magicians behind them like a hurricane sweeping across the sea.

The white steed, aided by its master's power, left a trail of radiant hoofprints in the air, carrying Rungomminiad as it charged toward the defenseless target.

“Mr. Kaiki!” Kasumigaoka Utaha exclaimed as she watched the goddess fly towards her.

"As expected! Good, calculation complete!" Bei Mu Nishu had already taken out an inconspicuous short sword when the goddess appeared.

Although it may not look as magnificent as the Noble Phantasms of other Heroic Spirits, it is indeed his trump card—a Mystic Code made of extremely high-density Philosopher's Stones.

The [Elementalist's Demon Sword] in his hands is not merely used for performing ritual magic or recreating the true ether of the Age of Gods using the five elements as a medium to bombard others. For him, it can also be transformed into a spiritual computer comparable to Trismegistus of the Atlas Institute.

Therefore, even now, when the Demon Cave has transformed into a realm of light, near the innermost part of the world, resembling the end of the world, it is still possible to...

Countless parameters and corresponding solutions were instantly transmitted to Lisa Lisa, and in the next moment, less than 0.1 seconds, she completed the understanding and finished reciting the incantation.

"Move away!"

Lisa Lisa, Beki Deishuu, Kasumigaoka Utaha, Magician A, and the support team members who were carrying the wounded in a centaur-like posture suddenly disappeared from the spot.

The light gun swung down, but to no avail. However, the whirlwind, which she controlled with ease, allowed Rungomminiad and her beloved horse to land lightly on the ground. Then her expression changed drastically: "How could this be?"

"What a powerful goddess, but... hehe, you've fallen for it! Trap activated!" The trio of magicians who teleported to Fujimaru Ritsuka's side showed strange expressions of surprise at the game's trap being activated, and then decisively used their magic.

As a magician, it's common practice to set up a bunch of traps around oneself to ensure safety. The spatial teleportation array was already set up during the battle with the red dragon, because Bei Mudshou promised that if he had 0.5 seconds, he could calculate any change and activate the array.

When the goddess Rungomminiad appeared, even the magicians who were far away from her felt a powerful sense of oppression, so they did not hesitate to use their spiritual computers to temporarily develop a trap.

"A brief misdirection of intuition, a mind's eye, and a curse of bad luck, a blasphemous spell, a curse that bites dragons, a dark spell that pollutes the light... Are you scared of these four combined!" Beki Mudsho and Lisa Lisa shouted at the same time, then drew magic power from their spare magic batteries and cast a spell together.

Beneath Rungomminiad's feet, countless hands formed from darkness coiled upwards. These were curses from various regions, combined and formed by the ingenious ideas of magicians and the relentless calculations of the spirit computer. They complemented each other and were designed to target the goddess's various characteristics. Even Rungomminiad felt extremely troubled.

"break!"

The storm of light tore apart all the hands, but after they turned into fragments, they instantly mutated into ashes, ignoring the protection of the storm and the light, and in a strange way, they stained Rungomminiad's appearance, leaving indelible black stains on her heroic armor.

"Kamui's oppressive aura has almost disappeared. Well done!" Fujimaru Ritsuka really wanted to give each of the magicians a kiss; this time, everyone was a human rights abuser.

144, White Spear Dazai's continuous fire in the cycle (6K/1W)

Rungominiad didn't pay attention to Fujimaru Ritsuka's appearance; she simply stood silently in place, sensing her own state.

The strange spells from the magicians temporarily corrupted his spiritual foundation, and much of his incomplete divine power was sealed off, making matters worse.

She was not originally a power of this world, and before she was fully integrated, she could not be considered a true god at all, and was far removed from her past state.

Moreover, she is not the real Artoria. [She] is a completely new personality created by the ever-victorious king after he fell into a dream under the power of the Holy Lance, a consciousness that is a mixture of god and man.

She only just realized this fact.

If she were the true undefeated queen, she would surely have much more battlefield experience and wouldn't have blindly launched a surprise attack like I did.

In order to conserve her long-accumulated magic power in order to gain the upper hand in the future; to save time in supplying magic power to reshape the red dragon; and because she was arrogant and conceited as a god, she ignored the danger premonitions conveyed to her by her intuition; all of these factors made it easy for her to fall into the trap.

"...Incredible, truly incredible! You were actually able to successfully analyze the laws and use spatial teleportation in such an extraordinary place. It has truly broadened my horizons."

When Rungomminiad's clear and heroic voice entered their ears, they paused for a moment.

That goddess had shed all arrogance; her nonchalant and carefree expression had vanished completely, replaced by the fierce demeanor of a queen.

She raised the holy spear high, and then the heavens and earth roared.

The Holy Lance, the anchor stabilizing both sides of the world, transformed this place into an endless, empty white space solidified from boundless radiance when Rungomniyah freed it from its constraints and revealed its true nature. As the goddess raised the Holy Lance, the void seemed to welcome its master; soaring hymns resounded all around, and the magic within the Great Source danced around her under her control.

"It's not my imagination... I feel that the rate of mana recovery has dropped to its lowest point... The spells we cast next will consume more than 50% more mana, so we won't have many opportunities to act." As the Great Witch most sensitive to mana, Lisa immediately sensed something was wrong.

"Instead of discussing mana, let's think about how to get through this. She's serious." Fujimaru Ritsuka was no longer worried about Lisa and her group of magicians' plight; his expression was solemn and not pleasant.

"It's time to see what you do, Violet!"

Fujimaru Ritsuka immediately tried to use her trump card.

During the battle against the red dragon, he deliberately left Violet behind and had her hide her tracks and wait for orders.

After the tactical arrangements were made, she was enchanted with multiple spells, the plan being to ambush the enemy. To be honest, that place was really hard to dig.

"boom."

The ground cracked instantly some distance from Rungomminiad, and Violet launched a sneak attack.

Instead of attempting to attack with her longsword, she decisively used her Noble Phantasm—"Devour my soul, gallop forth, Silver Meteor—fleeting moment, Silver Arm!!"

[Grip this sword tightly, Silver Arm], release.

Without much preamble, Violet memorized the key points of the tactical plan and unleashed the full power of her inner magic. Her prosthetic arm seemed to sense her fated adversary, throbbing restlessly and absorbing magic faster than ever before before, before blossoming.

A different kind of light invades the already light-filled end space.

That was the most dazzling light in my imagination, a savior artifact forged in the inner sea of ​​another planet. Its light was like the last starlight left behind when the core burned out, carrying a dreamlike color of passing away, yet still filled with courage and perseverance.

A flash.

The slash, entirely forged from light, was swung towards the king.

Fujimaru Ritsuka felt a chill run down his spine. He didn't wait for the outcome of Violet's sneak attack; instead, he chose to advance immediately.

Because he saw the unsurprised look in Lengomiñad's eyes.

"Holy Lance, pull anchor."

Even when faced with a fleeting, devastating attack from the shadow of the holy sword, aimed at both individuals and armies, Rungomminiad remained unperturbed. She lightly twisted her wrist, and then light and storms erupted.

A crimson whirlwind, carrying a torrent of light, clashed with the light slash of the Holy Sword's shadow, resulting in the latter's complete defeat.

The silver arm formed by the Shadow Sword held on desperately under the light of retribution, and Violet was in dire straits, but then her rescue arrived.

The moment Fujimaru Ritsuka took her first step, her companions realized the problem.

With their superior agility, Yukino Yukinoshita and Yui Yuigahama simultaneously bypassed Ritsuka Fujimaru and launched an attack on Rungominiad.

The sharp sword was swung towards Emmanuelle Starion, while Yui used her supernatural powers to drive the spinning Big Tonglian and Little Tonglian towards Rungominiad.

Rungomminiad snorted, then, concerned for her horse, she pulled on the reins. Don Starrion, understanding, reared up and kicked at the two with his massive hooves. Rungomminiad, however, withdrew her holy lance and swung it upwards, completely intercepting their attack.

Fujimaru Ritsuka immediately seized the opportunity created by her companion and rushed towards the light stream, which was already exhausted.

"Hold on!" Fujimaru Ritsuka swung her demon sword to the side, deflecting the tangible beam of retribution. With lightning speed, she pulled Violet away, then watched in horror as the beam of retribution smashed a huge crater into the ground.

"Such a powerful attack, it's almost as powerful as the Red Dragon's full-force breath." Fujimaru Ritsuka took a deep breath with a serious expression, and then, without waiting for Violet to thank her, she stepped forward to join forces with Yukino and Yui.

In less than a few breaths, Yukino and Yui had already switched from offense to defense, and could only resist Rungominiad's upright and powerful attacks.

Yukino and Yui are both struggling to hold on.

Her attacks, though clearly in a strong battlefield style and executed with the rigidity of a soldier, were so precise and precise that they were almost inflexible, yet they overwhelmed the two people present, leaving them utterly powerless to retaliate.

If anyone else had used her techniques, they would have been caught off guard by Yui's reactivated Blessing of Wisdom and her bug-like calculation ability, and would have been cut down from their horses with a single strike.

However, she possessed near-perfect power. Every swing of her weapon was like a small bomb-like light gun attack. Even when they managed to find an opening, the explosive red gale forced them to retreat three feet. By the time they overcame the gale, the attack from the other side had already come again.

“We’re no match for them at all…” Fujimaru Ritsuka plunged into the storm’s onslaught, her demon sword flashing and deflecting attacks from the side, finally managing to pull a glimmer of hope out of the dire situation.

That's just an illusion.

With her [sword aesthetics], Fujimaru Ritsuka can intuitively see through her opponent's fighting style and even see through their weaknesses, giving her the right advice.

However, it completely failed against Lungominiad.

He felt as if he were facing a huge ship slowly advancing towards the dock. Even if he understood the ship's various advantages and disadvantages, a human being with bare hands would not be able to deal with a ship charging towards the dock.

Even more dangerously, he sensed a change in the Holy Lance's attack in Rungomminiad's hand.

If the previous attacks felt somewhat formulaic, like a beginner trying to copy a standard textbook, then the current attacks have incorporated much more variation.

There are even moments of genius.

Like a lion awakening from its slumber, Rungomminiad slowly recovered from her long sleep, her body regaining its battle instincts and beginning to unite. Meanwhile, the intuition shared by the Artorias made her attacks increasingly targeted at the enemy's vulnerable points.

Fujimaru Ritsuka's pupils contracted as he watched the Holy Lance appear at his chest from an almost impossible angle, leaving him no time to dodge.

(Which one should we use?)

Clang.

Despite appearing to have lost all physical form and being entirely composed of light, the two weapons still produced a pleasant sound of swords clashing when they collided.