Shirou, who returned from the Fairy Kingdom

However, at that moment, the earth suddenly underwent a strange change.

In the garden where they stood, countless gray and white substances surged up.

The grayish-white substance, reminiscent of bones, has been transformed into the image of a monster.

Ye Sizhen recalled a Greek myth she had heard before, in which a magician could create an endless stream of skeletal soldiers by throwing dragon teeth into the earth.

Now, all sorts of aliens are emerging: spiders, wolves, bears, and skeletal birds that defy the laws of physics and fly through the sky.

Ye Sizhen's mass attack was blocked by these skeletal monsters in a suicidal manner.

Ye Sizhen realized that this was probably a creation of the divine alchemy—a familiar specializing in magic defense.

Their owner then appeared from a distance.

That was a skeletal giant nearly three meters tall.

As soon as it raised the bone sword in its hand, all the bone monsters around it opened their mouths and rushed towards Ye Sizhen.

Ye Sizhen's cheongsam possessed top-tier defensive capabilities, allowing her to ignore the bites of these low-level familiars.

Therefore, Ye Sizhen did not take any action, but instead remained vigilant against the three magicians and the Bone Giant who were standing still, since they posed a greater threat.

Wait a moment.

Ye Sizhen suddenly realized.

These monsters only pretended to bite themselves, but in reality—

"boom----!!!"

Hundreds of monsters instantly transformed into magic bombs.

They exploded around Ye Sizhen, blasting the foothold of the thought magician into the sky.

A few seconds later, the dust from the explosion gradually dissipated.

In the center of the smoke was a sphere of light reminiscent of a giant bubble.

Inside that sphere, the conventional laws of physics seemed to lose their meaning. The rubble floated up lightly, sometimes vertically, sometimes horizontally, and finally piled up diagonally, maintaining a wonderful balance like that of a surrealist painting, protecting a certain space.

Ye Sizhen stood unharmed in the center.

Her handsome face, snow-white skin, cheongsam adorned with sparkling decorations, and the red spider lily tattoo on her chest were all spotless.

The highest-grade magical artifacts are connected to the mind key patterns, enabling even miracles impossible in the modern world to be recreated.

Modern magic, which relies on deceiving the world to induce extraordinary phenomena, is as worthless as dust.

This is precisely the kind of mind magic from the Age of Gods that is now only permitted to be used by the immortals of the Mountain Court—

This manor has now become Ye Sizhen's domain of immortal arts.

The mass of matter and the motion of molecules, even space itself, are now under her control.

"To be able to react in that state, that's really impressive..."

What was initially thought to be a skeletal monster with immense power—the giant—speaks.

Not only that, it even scratched the back of its head in a somewhat impatient manner, a rather human-like action.

"What should we do next, Miss Latio?"

Ye Sizhen was surprised by the contrast before her eyes and spoke up.

"I've heard that the Atlas Institute, in principle, shouldn't allow the use of weapons manufactured inside its underground vaults?"

In response to the thought magician's question, Latino replied with a very serious expression:

“Of course. He didn’t draw his weapon. This guy… Tangre is Latio’s bone.”

"what?"

"Just as the Eltram family, also from the Atlas Institute, can manipulate Etherite like nerves, the Kurdris family can manipulate Exoform as their own bones. The bones just used were all derived from Latio. As long as it is part of the body, it will not violate the Atlas Institute's precepts. That's right, the Six Sources of the Atlas Institute, the name of a clan entrusted with its inherited traits. Because we explore the possibilities of our bodies."

Ye Sizhen was dumbfounded.

I never expected that I would come into contact with the entirely new field of magic at the end of my life.

The blue-haired woman said, "Tangree's personality is a result of Latio mixing up the two parts of his split thinking. Because he allowed them to grow according to their own judgment, the result was this incongruous personality."

The Bone Giant said, "I didn't expect such heartless words! We're practically siblings, yet I'm being criticized like this. My heart aches so much, Lady Latio."

"Shut up, and don't call me Miss."

"Okay, Miss."

Ye Sizhen could no longer listen to the two's banter; her eyes remained fixed on Kiz and Wuzhiqi, who posed the greatest threat.

They don't seem to have any intention of making a move yet...

Suddenly, the sound of a bell rang out.

By the time Ye Sizhen realized what was happening, Wuzhiqi had already disappeared from her sight.

Ye Sizhen immediately activated all her magical power, creating a barrier around herself without any blind spots.

At least it could hold her off for a while, Ye Si truly believed—

Clearly, she, born in the modern era, underestimated the demon king of the divine age.

Even though it has been sealed for three thousand years, even though this body is only a temporary manifestation of a divided spirit (Yang God).

Wuzhiqi's power was also overwhelming.

With arms as slender and soft as a young girl's, she effortlessly shattered the defensive spell blocking her way.

He shattered the barrier of the thought key patterns with brute force alone...!?

Ye Sizhen subconsciously raised her "enhanced" arms, blocking in front of her chest, and jumped backward.

Despite having made ample preparations for the impact and defense, the force from Wuzhiqi's fist still sent her flying like a cannonball.

“…Waaah!”

Ye Sizhen was sent flying and crashed into a building in the distance, eventually being buried under the rubble.

Just how long was he unconscious?

Ye Sizhen's magic circuit kept recording the passage of time, so not a few seconds had actually passed.

However, most of its functions have been lost.

This is……

She quickly grasped the situation.

If you lose sensation in your lower body, your spine is probably broken.

The thought key pattern is automatically repairing itself. Although it has learned the magic of the Age of Gods, the level of the key pattern itself has not increased.

It takes time before it can work perfectly.

Since the spine is destroyed, the magic circuits that run parallel to the nerves cannot be activated.

...Is this the end?

A voice came from above.

"Hey, are you kidding me?"

Wuzhiqi looked down at Ye Sizhen, who was lying on the ground like a rag.

"I haven't really gotten serious in a long time. Judging from your arrogant tone, I thought you were something special..."

No matter how fragile the mystery of this era may be, you can't be this weak, can you?

Oh dear, I was hoping you could help improve my mood.

"Gu...!"

Ye Sizhen's beautiful face twisted slightly.

Unable to refute it, he couldn't even withstand a single punch from her before being easily defeated.

Mystery will be overwhelmed by stronger and more ancient mystery; this is an eternal truth.

How could Ye Sizhen, a magician of thought, possibly defeat an immortal from the mythological era?

"If there are no more new acrobatics, then just die."

With a cruel smile, Wuzhiqi raised her arm.

"You can be considered my junior, so don't worry... I'll make sure you die without any pain."

Although both Kiz and Latio were shouting "Don't kill her yet," this self-centered queen clearly wouldn't listen to anyone's orders.

However, just as Wuzhiqi's fingertips were about to sever Ye Sizhen's head—

The earth began to shake, and then it began to boil.

Even Wuzhiqi felt unsteady on his feet.

This indicates that this was not a natural earthquake, but rather a distortion of space itself.

"This is... you actually forcibly connected the spacetime of this area with the 'Thought Disk'?"

Wuzhiqi narrowed his golden eyes: "Was this your plan from the very beginning?"

The "Thought Disc" is a magical artifact that merges with a planet and has the same mass as Earth.

What would happen if planetary-sized masses were superimposed on the Earth's surface?

In that instant, it would create an effect similar to forcibly tearing a hole in the inner wall of a spaceship—

Ye Sizhen gave a poignant smile as she grasped her ankle.

"Come back to your roots with me and become the fuel for your thought process, senior."

"You idiot! What have you done! Let go!"

Wuzhiqi roared in anger for the first time, but it was too late.

Although it was only for a brief moment, both light and sound were erased.

The "thought disk" that appears on the surface is like a dark eye of a typhoon the size of a football, sucking everything around it into it.

Of course, this also includes Ye Sizhen herself.

However, she did not regret it.

Let me just say I'm being self-satisfied.

This life was given to me by Shirou.

What's more... the few days I spent with him were more meaningful than all the time I had ever spent before combined.

And that's it...

Goodbye, Shirou.

You must live a happy life!

Ye Sizhen revealed a genuine smile.

"……what?"

Just as she was about to close her eyes, something flew past her.

—It is an arrow.

A wondrous arrow that twists and deforms—

No, upon closer inspection, it also resembles a spiraling, twisted longsword, piercing straight into the dark, spacetime distortion point.

Who shot this arrow?

Ye Sizhen looked in the direction the arrow had traveled.

"……what."

In a daze, she saw the hero of her dreams.

"Shirou?"

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