Type-Moon, I, Matou Sakura, rewrite my destiny

Unfortunately.

Skadi is pretty rough, she is also pretty confused…

In her memory, whether it was Surut devouring Fenrir or when and how the gods of this world disappeared, she knew nothing.

For Skadi, it was as if she was distracted for a moment, and when she came back, she was the only god left in the world.

Therefore, Skadi naturally could not give an answer to Sakura's question.

"I... I seem to have heard of this incident... It is said that after Fenrir devoured the sun, he was stabbed in the back by Surut and was devoured by Surut..."

"So is there any information that Surut has used the power related to this?"

"I don't know. I seemed to have fallen asleep in a daze, and when I woke up..."

"Okay, I understand. Skadi, please give Eris and Meili a message and let them get started."

"Oh well....."

After finishing the conversation with the confused goddess, Sakura immediately gathered a large amount of magic power and refilled Brunhilde's body, which was already full of cracks.

Then she looked at the fantasy tree in the distance. Sakura felt a little unsure at this moment, so she opened the system panel while waving her scythe.

"Perhaps, we can do this... But what about the gift for the emperor? It seems that it would be disrespectful to offer a god as a pet to such an emperor... Then let's take a gamble according to the idea just now. Eris and Meli should have already started..."

While Sakura was fighting, she was thinking about what she should do next.

A huge magical power suddenly emerged from the earth.

Immediately afterwards, one thick root after another broke out of the ground, bearing the burning of the magma on the ground and the flames on Surut's body, and entwined around Surut's body like poisonous snakes.

And began to forcibly extract the "nutrients" from Surut's body.

It is obvious that the source of these roots is the fantasy tree.

As an 'alien plant' with a certain degree of life thinking, it would suddenly attack Surut at this moment, naturally because it was affected by the disputes and discords of Eris.

Faced with the Fantasy Tree that suddenly joined the battle, Surut was naturally caught off guard.

For a moment, the thick roots of the fantasy tree almost wrapped Surut into a dumpling, and while constantly extracting Surut's heat and magic power, they also fixed Surut in place.

And faced with such a scene.

Brunhilde, who was completely in a state of rampage, naturally would not show any "warrior's demeanor". With a roar, she raised the spear in her hand and rushed towards Surut's forehead with all her strength.

However, at this moment, something happened that surprised many people.

Just as Brunhilde was about to launch the final charge amid the tears of the Valkyries.

Suddenly, a golden scythe hooked Brunhilde's spear and stopped Brunhilde's charge abruptly.

Just as the Valkyries, with tears in their eyes, cast hateful glances at Sakura who was trying to stop their elder sister Brunhilde, and gave people the feeling that they were eager to try.

Sakura raised her hand to block Brunhilde's full-strength punch.

She directly activated her power again, the Golden Holy Grail, and shared part of the branch-destroying power stolen from Surut directly with Brunhilde.

Then, a strangely shaped Command Seal was peeled off from Sakura's chest and forcibly imprinted on Brunhilde's forehead by Sakura.

The next second, as the Command Seal entered Brunhilde's forehead, Sakura raised her hand and pulled down her sleeves, revealing an entire arm covered with Command Seals.

“Use the power of the Command Seal to pierce Surut’s heart~!”

Anger, murderous intent, and magic power all gathered at the tip of Brunhilde's spear at this moment.

As all the Command Seals on Sakura's arms disappeared, they turned into red light and appeared on Brunhilde's body.

Under the control of Sakura's Command Seal, driven by anger and murderous intent, Brunhilde, who originally wanted to attack Surtur's forehead, rushed towards Surtur's chest, who was bound by the tree roots, like a meteor as Sakura retracted her scythe.

He ignored the Valkyries who seemed to want to rush up and attack him immediately.

His eyes were fixed on the scene of Brunhilde charging, and at the same time, he touched the new Command Seal pattern on his chest, which was missing one-third of its original size, with a look of heartache.

A fierce light flashed in Sakura's eyes.

"If I can't get something in return, I will suffer a great loss this time, Surut...you must compensate me for my loss!"

545. My spiritual foundation is only damaged, but I am omnipotent

Engraved on the chest, the new Command Seals look like a set of gorgeous tattoos.

This is a brand new Command Spell system that Sakura spent several years developing under the Matou family's Command Spell system.

As introduced in the previous article, this is a powerful command spell that can form a contract with a servant, allowing one to summon the servant with whom the contract has been signed anytime and anywhere.

However, the manufacturing cost of such a powerful Command Spell is beyond imagination.

Even a wealthy woman like Sakura from a parallel world could only produce two sets of such Command Seals in more than ten years.

And just now, in order to force Brunhilde to activate her third Noble Phantasm and enter a completely rampaging state, Sakura permanently used up one third of the Command Seals on her body.

You have to know that Sakura's new Command Spell is the product of the combination of the Holy Grail system and the Command Spell system.

Each stroke is equivalent to one-third of a complete Holy Grail.

Although Brunhilde did not fully obtain the magic power of the Holy Grail, which was equivalent to one third of the Holy Grail.

But even if you only get one-tenth of it, it would be amazing enough.

Under Brunhilde's desperate attack, which was blessed with so much magic power, a huge hole was instantly blasted in Surut's crust-like shell.

The icy heart that was beating in the flames was exposed to everyone along with the big hole that appeared in the chest.

Of course, the price of achieving such a result was that Brunhilde, who had completed this attack, disappeared from this world.

"Come on, use it, let me know, Surut, are you pretending, or..."

It's not a disguise. With Surut's current state, he really can't unleash the power of Fenrir.

But... only for now.

As a fire giant, Surut hates ice.

Surut hated any kind of ice.

But when the time comes, Surut will never mind using it...

What's more, Surut could actually find someone to help him share the ice that he hated.

Cold, bitingly cold.

Standing at the edge of the battlefield, on a barren mountain covered by lava.

Ophelia, who had been suffering from the pain of burning, immediately felt the biting cold at this moment when the icy heart in Surut's chest was exposed.

It was far colder than the surrounding temperatures of dozens of degrees below zero.

That’s right, Ophelia, my Ophelia in Surut’s mouth, is the one who helps Surut share the severe cold power that he hates~!

This is definitely one of the most cruel tortures in the world.

The magic power in the body was as high as nearly a thousand degrees in the previous second, and the next second this high temperature turned into a severe cold of more than one hundred degrees below zero.

If it weren't for Surut providing his master with enormous vitality all the time, Ophelia would have been in great need of it.

Ophelia must have been killed by Surut's "love" a long time ago.

Surut's vitality prevented her from fainting or dying. The magic power that was sometimes hot and sometimes cold made Ophelia feel like she was being tortured in hell.

And just when Surut's master Ophelia was being tortured.

On the tree roots surrounding Surut's left arm, the marks of burning had disappeared, replaced by a thick layer of white frost.

Apparently, after sharing it with Ophelia.

Amidst the violent roars, the heart of ice and snow left by Fenrir in Surut's body was activated.

With a snap, the tree roots broke.

Then he broke the tree roots that were wrapped around his right arm.

Surut quickly followed suit, using the rotation of ice and fire to pull all the tree roots that felt the alternating cold and heat off his body.

After regaining his freedom, Surtur first gave a vicious look at Sakura who was floating not far in front of her, then carefully raised his left hand that had turned into ice, and covered the big hole in the outer shell of his chest with a thicker layer of ice.

After doing all this.

Surtur still did not attack Sakura, but began to absorb large gulps of the ice and snow power emitted by Skadi and Shidune.

"Uncle Napoleon, are you ready? Surut is devouring my Noble Phantasm!"

"Three minutes, I still need three minutes~!"

"Three minutes? Da Vinci dear, did you hear that~?"

"OK~?, I'm almost ready, leave the next three minutes to me~!"

Looking at Da Vinci's confident smile on the communication projection that lit up in front of him.

Gudako and Mashu immediately nodded with trust.

Then he began to hold the shield, maintaining the summoning of the Servant's Shadow, and protecting Shidune who was about to lose strength and Napoleon who was accumulating strength.

Just as Koyanskaya, Ashiya Doman, and Merlin, who had been following them quietly, approached the Chaldean chariot.

Suddenly, this technologically advanced chariot began to transform amid a metallic roar.

Several sturdy mechanical arms equipped with thick spikes were assembled from the top of the chariot, firmly fixing the entire chariot to the ground. Then the second floor of the chariot, which was normally inaccessible to personnel, was exposed to the air.

One by one, gun barrels as thick as telephone poles stood up.

Just when the entire chariot looked like a porcupine with its spikes erected because of these erected gun barrels.

Da Vinci, who was sitting in the cockpit with patches of some kind of link equipment all over his body, turned red like a cooked shrimp.

"Hey, hey, hey, Director Da Vinci, are you okay?"

Seeing Da Vinci become like this, Gold, who had never seen Da Vinci in pain in the past few months since he became the director of Chaldea, immediately asked Da Vinci with concern.

"It's okay... It's just the aftereffect of using a semi-finished system. At most, it will damage this spiritual base. There's nothing we can't beat, Director..."

"What? The spiritual base is broken. That's not a big deal. Hey, hey, hey, Director Da Vinci, do you know what you are talking about? You are not really planning to hand over Chaldea to me from now on, are you..."

"Hahaha, of course not. How can I feel at ease if I leave it to you, Director? Don't worry, there is nothing that can't be dealt with. It's just a damage to the spiritual base. Remember, Director, I am the omnipotent man - Leonardo da Vinci~!"

Leonardo da Vinci almost roared his name to Gold through gritted teeth.

In an instant, the magic power in his body had no buffer at all. Da Vinci, who was connected to those special cannons made by Da Vinci, clearly heard the sound of his spiritual foundation beginning to shatter.

At the same time, the cannons on the back of the Chaldean chariot - Shadow Border, began to roar towards Surut nearly ten kilometers away~!

"Go~ my Athena Cannon~!"

546. The chaotic Da Vinci and the mysterious Sherlock Holmes

As Leonardo roared at the top of his lungs, the muzzles of the chariots began to roar.

Amidst these roars, one long metal rod after another began to accelerate continuously under the push of the magic power that was compressed to the extreme inside the barrel.

Eventually, it turned into meteors that traveled at speeds close to the speed of light, bombarding the huge Surut with terrifying destructive power that was enough to blow a city off the surface into space.

At this moment, even a real super volcano would probably be thwarted by these long metal poles.

What's more, the energy readings are only comparable to super volcanoes, and the quality of the super volcanoes themselves is far inferior to those natural wonders created by the power of Gaia.

The huge body, carrying a shell weighing tens of thousands of tons, was completely blown away by the blows of long metal poles.

The shell, which is strong enough to rival the hardest material on Earth, began to crack under such a blow.

When the artillery fire on the Chaldean chariots gradually subsided and the tracks that could not be captured by the naked eye no longer crossed the sky.

With most of his body shattered to the ground, Surut was still blasted nearly a hundred kilometers away. He was leaning against the mountains at the edge of the world, gasping for breath.

Looking at the last image captured by the optical radar in front of him, looking at the record of Surut's entire arm being shattered by his own artillery attack.

Leonardo, whose body was covered with cracks and almost turned into a bloody man, grinned, revealing his bloody teeth, and laughed happily.

"As expected... the first and second generation fruits of wisdom are ineffective. It's all because I took the wrong route. Extreme force destruction is the most correct firepower..."

"Hey, hey, hey, Director Da Vinci, please stop talking... You are bleeding all over the floor, please don't move, I will stop the bleeding for you."