Type-Moon: In Another World, I Became an Alien God

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Let me see just how effective this divine armor is at shooting.

After speaking, a divine bow appeared in Yao's hand.

The armor shone with dazzling moonlight.

"Lunar Axis Check - Arrow of Destruction System - 96% Fill - Foot Stake Anchoring... Connect - Kill!"

A cold, mechanical sound emanated from within the armor.

It absorbs the ether in the surrounding space and converts it into energy, with arrows made of ether condensed on the bowstring.

Yao used all his strength to draw the divine bow to its fullest extent.

The armor system's automatic lock-on is activated, and combined with the Imaginary Tree's computational capabilities, it avoids all possible evasions.

All that's left is one action.

All he had to do was loosen his index finger and release the arrow.

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Incidentally, the protagonist's divine armor can be seen in the images in this chapter.

Chapter Seventeen: Step Aside! Disappear! [Seeking Flowers! Seeking Monthly Tickets!]

"--go!"

They were liberated, accompanied by the pleasant sound of the wind.

The arrow's fletching reflected a heavy gleam in the sunlight; it was an arrow more powerful than the breath of a dragon.

"Such arrogance... Oh no!"

Dilumd looked horrified.

His fighting instincts caused him to unconsciously unleash a massive amount of magic power, and the release of A-rank magic power allowed Dirumd to move at high speed.

Unfortunately, Yao had already taken this into account in his calculations.

Yao possesses all the information about Dilumund.

Dirumd, on the other hand, knew nothing about Yao.

"Gulp... I can't avoid it...!?"

Dilumd had no time to be shocked.

This archery skill was unheard of even during his lifetime; it was a skill that only a god could achieve.

When he realized there was absolutely no way to avoid it, all he could do was minimize the damage.

In other words, they used every means to withstand the Moonlight Cannon.

"Haaah—!!"

Dirumd let out a battle cry.

Without the slightest fear, he raised his gun and sword, using all his magic to defend against the Moonlight Cannon.

There was absolutely no hesitation at all.

Even Yao, who had shot the arrow, couldn't help but admire it.

In an instant, they abandoned any thought of dodging and immediately took a stance to fully resist the shelling.

Without a doubt, he was an excellent soldier.

Yao was able to do it by relying on the computational power of the Imaginary Tree, while Dillumd relied solely on practical experience.

Boom——! !

It is comparable to the bombardment of a military treasure.

The knight caught it solidly and without the slightest deviation.

"Puwa...!"

Diarmuid knelt on the ground, spitting blood.

Looking around at the village that had been almost completely razed to the ground, he then examined the chaotic state of the spirit's interior.

Almost all of the internal organs were damaged.

The Noble Phantasm spear was also damaged and broken.

Fortunately, the spirit core, which is the lifeblood of the heroic spirit, was safely protected.

As long as the spirit core is not damaged.

Then the heroic spirits can continue to exist in the present world.

"However, the situation is not good either; the spirit core has already dimmed. If this injury continues to drag on, it will be difficult to maintain our current state..."

Dilumd looked toward Yao, who was dozens of meters away.

He glanced at Zhu Yue out of the corner of his eye.

He knew that this battle was unwinnable.

However, Diarmuid possessed the pride of a warrior, and even in defeat, he wanted to lose without regret.

"This body is that of a heroic spirit, manifested here to defend human history, so I have no regrets, only a desire for a fierce battle! At this point, I have nothing left to hold back! Let's go!"

Diarmuid planted the broken spear in the ground.

Instead, he gripped the red magic sword tightly with both hands.

Zhu Yue, who was watching the battle, immediately sensed the threat.

She turned to look at Yao, who had disarmed himself, and instinctively wanted to help him.

After hesitating for a moment, Zhu Yue suppressed her impulse.

This is a battle that belongs to Yao alone.

If she were to make a move now, it would only demonstrate her distrust of Yao and disregard for Yao's own dignity.

What she wanted was to move forward with Yao.

This wish is not wrong.

Now, Yao is trying his best to keep up with her, and has even said he wants to protect her.

Zhu Yue became infatuated with Yao's handsomeness.

She really didn't want to betray this relationship.

"However, if there is any real threat to my brother's life, I still have to take action... I didn't say I couldn't come back after the battle, did I?"

Zhu Yue blinked mischievously.

She was fascinated by Yao, who fought for her, but that didn't mean she would actually not protect him.

"Alaya, the collective unconscious of humanity... Now that it has dispatched heroic spirits once, its momentum will only become more ferocious in the future."

Zhu Yue looked at Yao, who was panting heavily.

—A precise strategy, flawless calculations, and perfect utilization of one's own strengths allowed them to firmly grasp the odds of victory.

It can be said that Yao was an excellent strategist.

But there is one thing he absolutely cannot avoid.

That is the strength of hard power.

If it takes this much effort to deal with Diarmuid, Zhu Yue could do it with a wave of her hand.

Moon sets, the true world of the demon sword, fantasy becomes reality, matters come to an end.

Zhu Yue has many ways to instantly kill Diarmuid, so there's no need for her to plan things out like Yao did.

This is a very real issue.

It's not that Yao is bad; quite the opposite.

In Zhu Yue's view, Yao, as a weakling, possessed talents that she herself lacked, but he was given too little time to grow.

Zhu Yue was born to be the strongest.

This is a gap that is fundamentally impossible to discuss.

"Hey...."

Sorrow was evident in Zhu Yue's eyes.

She declared war on humanity for her own and Yao's future, but now faces a very difficult choice.

While Zhu Yue was still thinking.

The battle between Yao and Diarmuid is drawing to a close.

"The divine armor is useful, but unfortunately its energy is limited. Not only can it not sustain high-intensity output for extended periods, but it also puts a heavy burden on the user. Luckily, I'm a True Ancestor, which allows me to use it without restraint..."

Yao, panting heavily, had no choice but to disarm.

Although the divine barrier could transform into an energy-saving shield, Yao knew it wouldn't be of much use to Diarmuid.

Judging from their posture, it's clear that the opponent is about to use their Noble Phantasm.

Continuing to use the shield is a recipe for defeat.

"Dirmund's Noble Phantasm is the sword of certain victory. As long as the blade makes contact with the opponent, victory is inevitable... In that case, what I need to do next is quite simple."

Yao's expression turned serious.

Next comes the real deciding game.

The first to act was Diarmuid, whose injuries no longer allowed him to continue observing.

"Let me show you my deadly spear—no, my sword! It distinguishes—the boundary between life and death! Noble Phantasm—[Moralltach]!!"

The true name of Diarmuid's Unleashed Noble Phantasm.

A massive amount of magical power was released from his body, transforming into a propulsive force that propelled Diarmuid forward at breakneck speed.

In an instant, the distance of tens of meters was rapidly shortened.

Diarmuid and Yao were only an arm's length apart.

If the Crimson Demon Sword were to fall now...

Without a doubt, it would end Yao's life in an instant.

however--

"The deadly magic sword is indeed powerful, but unfortunately, it only has meaning if it hits its target. If it misses, it is just an ordinary magic sword."

Yao slightly raised his head, facing the demonic sword that was slashing towards him.

Her appearance exuded royal majesty.

The fluctuations centered on him are spreading outwards.

Clench your teeth and hold your breath.

This is Yao's trump card as the true ancestor.

Normally, just using it would be a huge burden, so now is not the time to think about it so much.

He swallowed his boredom, pride, and pain.

Instead, a cold indifference was revealed on his face.

"Step back! Disappear!"

Yao's crimson eyes transformed into dazzling golden eyes.

The proof of royalty is revealed here.

In an instant, the world seemed to be covered with a thin film, and the scene of the inner sea of the star faintly appeared.