Ex-Machina in Dimensional Travel

As Gawain moved his mind, the sword in his hand gradually became hotter.

The temperature around suddenly rose at an extremely high speed.

"I have to admit, your magic amazes me."

Gathering the magic power in his sword, the Knight of the Round Table suppressed the anger in his heart and spoke to the fake creature in the distance.

"But that's enough, intruder!"

"How dare you do such a blasphemous thing? I can no longer tolerate such an insult!"

Having said this, Gawain suddenly threw the sword in his hand into the air.

"Take the move!"

"The Sword of Rotating Victory!"

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Chapter 22: Noble Phantasm Confrontation

"Take the move!"

"【Sword of Rotating Victory/Excalibur Galatine】!"

The silver-white sword emitting high temperature was thrown into the air.

The greatsword spun rapidly in the sky, gradually forming a white ring.

The altitude is constantly increasing.

Shuul, transformed into "Gawain", looked up at the weapon in the sky. Due to the angle, the rotating "disc" actually perfectly overlapped with the sun in the sky.

A red-yellow light quickly emerged from the center of the disk, becoming brighter and brighter. The energy that gradually seeped out of the sword completely enveloped it, gradually transforming into a new blazing sun.

As this "sun" appeared above the false sky of Critical, the temperature around it began to rise rapidly.

At the moment the "Flame Sun" appeared, the holy sword that was thrown into the air also fell back to the ground covered with red flames, and was firmly caught by Gawain who was still holding his arms high.

A golden magic circle quickly unfolded beneath his feet, and the light from the "scorching sun" in the sky illuminated the knight and the space around him into a golden field.

During this time, Shuul, who was using the image of "Gawain", inserted the silver-white greatsword to his side, raised his right hand, and began to condense a new weapon.

His whole body exuded a deep chill that was completely opposite to the fiery Gawain.

Facing the enemy's impending fierce attack, Xuer simply slowly clenched the weapon wrapped in red energy in his hand and pointed it at the Sun Knight in front of him.

Looking at this fake who remained calm in the face of danger, facing his face that was exactly the same as his own but extremely cold.

The anger in Gao Wen's heart subsided a little at this moment.

Because in his eyes, the enemies are no different from dead people.

The next moment, he suddenly swung the holy sword wrapped in red flames in his hand and slashed forward.

The "wave" composed of the scorching sun instantly submerged everything in front of him.

Destroy everything in its path.

Nothing was spared in this raging tide of flames.

Houses collapsed, rubble melted, and streets crumbled into lava.

Looking at the figure engulfed in red flames, Gawain did not let down his guard.

Because he could feel that there was still a powerful magical reaction in the flames, and that location was exactly where the enemy had just stood.

"Something's not right."

Even though he was hit directly by his own Noble Phantasm, the magical reaction increased instead of decreasing.

Gawain narrowed his eyes, trying to see the figure engulfed by the flames.

The wave of flames was fleeting, but before it dissipated, a pillar of red-gold light shot up into the sky suddenly.

A strong wind suddenly blew in from the front of the knight, and he had to raise his hands to protect his eyes before he could barely open them.

The dazzling beam of light was so bright, and the magic contained in it made Gawain feel incredible.

"That kind of magical power... could it be a Noble Phantasm?!"

"And why do I feel a familiar 'smell' from it?!"

While Gawain was stunned, Xiuer was also rapidly infusing his attack.

Using the image of "Gawain," he grasped the crimson greatsword with both hands and raised it high above his head.

The energy storage was completed instantly, and the already dazzling beam of light suddenly burst into an even more conspicuous red-gold color.

“—[Case Opening]—[Pseudo-Case]—[Treason Against My Magnificent Father/Clarent Blood Arthur]—”

Unlike Servants, he did not have the habit of shouting the name of a Noble Phantasm when using it. Shuul simply stated its name softly. As for whether others could hear it or not, that was none of his business.

For example, the enemy in front of him, Gawain, looked like he hadn't heard anything.

Rather, he could use his weapons without even making a sound.

At this moment, Gawain had just come back to his senses. While he was stunned, the pillar of light that shot up into the sky poured straight towards him.

The blond knight was stunned by the red-gold beam of light that was coming straight at his face.

Gawain wasn't so surprised by a magic comparable to a Noble Phantasm. What made him lose his composure was the "familiar aura" that emanated from the attack.

But now is not the time to be surprised.

As the beam of light was about to fall, Gawain immediately gathered his mind, touched the sword with one hand, and blazing flames immediately attached to it again.

This attack was so familiar, but Gawain could not remember where he had seen it. The weapon in the enemy's hand had long been swallowed by the light column, making it impossible to see its true form.

Just by looking at it, Gawain could understand that this attack was impossible to avoid. The opponent had included him and everything within a hundred miles in the attack range.

There was no hope of dodging, so the only option was to face it head-on.

And until this moment, the king who was watching on the throne still did not respond to the movement here. Gawain also realized that the land under his feet was no longer the king's sanctuary.

This is a false illusion created by the enemy in front of us at some unknown time.

In the enemy's territory, he must have no escape.

In that case, let me feel why this attack is so familiar to me!

He sheathed the sword at his waist and poured more magic into it.

The red flames became more violent and immediately condensed.

The giant sword wrapped in flames also quickly extended to ten times its length at this time.

At this moment, the pillar of light was within reach. The rich magic power and the strong wind during lunch break blew against Gawain's face. In an instant, the broken house turned into countless pieces of rubble, which were carried by the strong wind and hit the armor of the Knight of the Round Table, making endless noises.

However, even a one-meter-thick piece of rubble could not shake his body even a little when it hit him.

The light column collapsed, everything shattered, and an astonishing sense of oppression came over him, but it failed to break the knight's spirit.

With the blessing, he is not afraid of any enemy. Even the enemy in front of him cannot make him nervous.

"My holy sword is the embodiment of the sun. It can cleanse all filth for me and my king!"

Boom-! ! !

"Haha!! [Sword of Rotating Victory]!!!"

Gawain let out a battle cry, stomped on the ground beneath his feet, and immediately swung out the flaming sword that was gathered at his waist.

He used the Noble Phantasm once again. Even with the blessing, he was not strong enough to sustain the continuous firing of the Noble Phantasm, which would only result in the second attack being less powerful than the previous one.

But no matter what, this attack was still one in which he poured all his strength into it.

The wave of red flames appeared again, colliding with the red-gold column of light.

However, just as the two attacks were about to collide, the red-gold beam of light that shot up into the sky suddenly became even brighter.

"Gold" instantly filled the entire beam of light, infecting the original "red".

Gawain was also surprised to find that the concentration of magic power in this attack became increasingly high. It must have become more than ten times stronger than the previous second!

The two different energies converged together, producing an extremely dazzling white light.

The wave of crimson flames that the knight had unleashed with all his might was instantly "cut off" the moment it came into contact with the pillar of light, without even a trace of obstruction.

It was only then that an expression of horror finally appeared on Gawain's face.

"how come?!"

His calm fighting spirit, which could not be shaken even by anger, disappeared at this moment when he faced the towering pillar that was about to collapse on him.

This sun-like Knight of the Round Table, after witnessing a "brilliance" even brighter than the sun, was so stunned that he could only watch helplessly as the enemy's attack completely submerged his body.

Boom boom boom——! ! !

The moment the pillar of light fell to the earth, everything in front of Xuer was submerged by the surging torrent of magic power.

Because of the critical characteristics, even such a strong energy impact can only leave traces similar to the impact on the "ground".

After all, in essence, the Holy City on the Critical Stage is, at best, just like something that Shul casually kneaded out of plasticine.

As for the damage caused by Gawain just now?

That was just a deliberate simulation effect by Shuul.

He swung the red sword that had released all its energy, letting the remaining energy scatter to the ground at his feet.

At this time, Xuel was still using the image of "Gawain". He looked calmly at the red sword in his hand.

The sword, which was relatively large for him, looked more like a straight-strike sword in the hands of a burly man like Gawain.

It took him a second to adapt to this size difference.

After hanging his weapon back on his waist, Xuer glanced at the area that was washed by the "torrent".

At this time, Gawain's cloak was tattered, his armor was damaged, and his originally tough face was now full of "burning" marks that were unique to Shul's attack. His golden hair also turned charred black, and he looked even more miserable than the sunny appearance at the beginning.

The sun of the false sky hung high in the sky, shining its cold rays on the Knight of the Round Table, reflecting a desolate cold light that complemented the dilapidated scenery around it.

But no matter how disheveled he looked, the knight's posture remained proudly upright, as if no amount of "pressure" could crush his body.

But the fact is indeed so. In Yu Gaowen's eyes, which are exactly the same as his, there is a faint golden light. After quickly checking the other party's physical condition, Xiuer got a shocking news.

That was the Knight of the Round Table named Gawain. After taking the blow he just dealt, he still had enough physical strength to fight.

That attitude was not forced, the opponent really still had the strength to fight.

In other words, it looks like a spent force from the outside.

"call……"

"A powerful blow."

Gawain gasped.

He was surprised and somewhat impressed that Xiuer did not choose to pursue the victory.

The knight slightly moved his sore right arm. Burned by the energy, large areas of his body were already "charred black".

Only a few surviving underwear allowed him to maintain his final dignity.

"Huh... Few people can beat me to this degree."

While he was admiring Xuer's strength, he suppressed his body's instinct to rest.

It can be said that he can stand here entirely due to the blessing.

"May I have your name?"

Gawain raised his head and fixed his gaze on the face that looked exactly like his own.

"..."

This time, facing the knight's request for communication again, Xuer still chose to remain silent.

"Still not answering, huh?"

Seeing the other party's attitude, Gao Wen could only smile helplessly.

The reason he could communicate with the other party in this way was entirely because the other party's strength was enough for him to take him seriously.

Before the battle, he had thought that the enemy was just a petty thief and stowaway who had used some kind of magic to sneak into the holy city, but ran into his own fool.