Otherwise, you can find another savior.

He could only hide in the Third Underworld, Sosoyauki, in a sorry state, unable to do anything.

“I…” U-Olga Marie looked at Shiomi with confusion.

“I originally considered you my most dangerous enemy, but now it seems that things are not so simple,” Shiomi said. “You are not what you think you are. You were just created and thought you were a pawn of the ‘Alien God’.”

He held out his hand to her and said this:

"You can choose to come with us, or continue to be our enemy."

"..."

However, U-Olga Marie did not answer Shiomi.

She took a few steps back from her seated position, avoiding Olga Marie's hand, which she could not recognize.

“Teacher…” Olga Marie was a little worried, and she turned to look at Shiomi.

But tide Jian only encouraged her with her eyes, telling her not to worry.

So Olga Marie stopped worrying and simply stood up quietly at the same speed as U.

Their bodies are slightly different, which makes U a little taller than her.

“There’s no need for that.” U-Olgamari rejected Shiomi’s suggestion, looking at her hands. “I can’t be your ally, nor can I be your enemy anymore. Even now, I’m absolutely certain I can kill you, but my body unconsciously resists that option.”

“That’s painful, I understand.” tide Jian shook her head and smiled. “The body can remember things and make judgments more easily than the mind.”

“Don’t act like you know everything. You know perfectly well that I’m not your Olga Marie, yet you still came… even bringing her with you…” U had a pretty good idea of ​​who this unrecognizable being was. Her expression was angry and bewildered, like a lost child.

Shio felt a pang of heartache; he had seen it on Olga Marie's face more than once.

“This was her request, not my decision,” tide Jian explained calmly.

"...Ugh..."

U-Olgamarie frowned rather uncomfortably.

She clenched and unclenched her fists several times, as if deciding whether to engage in battle.

But in the end, she still couldn't launch an attack as decisively as she had when she first entered this Lostbelt.

"Here you go," U said, releasing something.

That was the power that Shiomi had been taken away from him, the part that he hadn't been able to reclaim back in the Second Underworld.

"Really? Just handing over the spoils we stole in the chaos to the enemy like this?" Shiomi asked casually after receiving the power.

"...I cannot devour your power, nor can I destroy it; there is no need to keep it."

U-OlgaMarie's so-called "inability" is not a matter of ability, but rather a matter of mindset.

She knew very well that if she wanted to devour power, it wasn't impossible.

However, in doing so, the records associated with the power will also become an integral part of her, piecing together more completely with the fragments of memories that have been awakened.

It wouldn't be surprising if they eventually descend into utter chaos and irrationality, or even bring about their own destruction.

"Is that so?" Shiomi sighed.

“Blue,” U-Olgamarie said. “Your soul color has a blue outline, and your emotions are not in a good state.”

Shiomi raised her eyebrows in surprise: "You can see the color of my soul?"

“All living beings are the same,” U-Olgamarie said. “I’ve returned the power to you. Don’t come looking for me again. I don’t want to have anything to do with you anymore.”

"So where are you planning to go?"

He glanced at Olga Marie and asked the question to U on her behalf.

“It has nothing to do with you.” U-Olgamarie seemed to be making a fierce move, gritting her teeth and trying to make her tone sound decisive.

Then, in the blink of an eye, she disappeared into the clearing in the forest.

The "Alien God's" most skilled technique is instantaneous teleportation, which occurs without any time interval.

If she intended to, she would probably have already left the Third Underworld by now. As for where she went, as long as she doesn't show herself, neither Shiomi nor Chaldea can find out.

"In the end... we didn't even get to say a word..." Olga Marie said sadly as she threw herself into Shiomi's arms, apologizing to him.

“You’ve done your best. The problem is that the ‘Alien God’ was programmed from the beginning to be unable to recognize the ‘real Olga Marie.’ Whatever the intention, it was clearly to prevent a situation like today.” Shiomi stroked Olga Marie’s hair to comfort her.

Of course, Olga Marie had somewhat anticipated the failure, and after receiving a slight response, she released Shiomi.

“Now that we’ve regained our powers, let’s hurry and meet up with Ms. Morgan,” Olga Marie said. “Even if the enemy is weaker than us, we must be careful of unexpected situations.”

"Then hold on tight."

As Shiojian spoke, she picked Olga Marie up again, then suddenly jumped up and sped back the way she came.

Soon, there was no further activity on the island in the middle of the lake where they were hiding.

Only U-Olgamarie remained, observing from the shadows.

She still couldn't see clearly the person with Xijian, but she could guess their emotions and conversations from his reactions and expressions.

Even she herself didn't understand why she stayed here instead of leaving.

Just to catch a glimpse of something whose entirety cannot be known?

Chapter Sixty-Nine: The Final Puzzle

Meanwhile, on the other side...

Kukulkan, who had initially been somewhat playful in his battles with Rama and Arjuna, gradually withdrew from the battlefield after Morgana and Rama went to war, at Morgana's request.

He entrusted the task of confronting Rama and Arjuna to Morgana.

Kukulkan felt it was a little of a pity, but he could see that these Servants were waiting for Chaldea to arrive.

It was not for hostility, but for a test.

"Although this is our first meeting, such power..."

Rama looked at the sword, which could not advance an inch and was blocked by Morgan with one hand, and his expression was extremely serious.

In his lifetime, he was the seventh incarnation of Vishnu; after his death, he was engraved on the throne as a heroic spirit, and also the shadow of Vishnu projected onto humanity.

Even if a Saber-class Servant were to appear in the world, they would not be able to unleash their full power.

This time, however, Rama was not only a follower of pan-human history, but also an emissary of Vishnu.

Therefore, they can use some of the powers granted by Vishnu, possessing power that surpasses that of top-tier Servants.

Even with divine power, he could not exert any pressure on Morgan.

The fact that the blade cannot advance or attack effectively illustrates this outcome.

“It is not my own power, but the authority that my husband has entrusted to me.” Morgan’s attitude was calm, without showing any arrogance. “Therefore, I am not fighting alone.”

"You have entrusted important powers to your wife." Rama nodded in approval. "It seems your husband loves you very much, and you love your husband very much as well."

“Of course,” Morgan said without hesitation.

"That's enough of the small talk."

Rama suddenly exerted his strength, using Morgan's defense as a fulcrum, and quickly retreated.

In contrast to Rama's retreat, a barrage of arrows rained down on Morgan.

Those were Arjuna's arrows.

The fire bow, "Agni Gandiva," was given to Arjuna by the fire god Agni.

The arrows shot from that bow all transformed into missiles wreathed in flames.

Combined with Arjuna's own genius archery skills, he could hit his target every time.

Even more so, because Arjuna drew his bow too fast, Agni also gave him two quivers with an unlimited number of arrows, allowing him to fire any number of arrows at will.

Overwhelming.

Like millions of meteors, the target is only one object located on the ground.

Morgan.

The arrows fell at an extremely fast speed, enough to hit the target area in the blink of an eye and trigger continuous explosions.

No matter how outstanding a heroic spirit is, if they don't devote themselves fully to defense, they are likely to die.

Moreover, these countless arrows are imbued with the protection of Shiva, and each one possesses destructive power comparable to a city-destroying treasure.

It is the manifestation of the power of that God of Destruction.

However, all of this depends on the arrow being able to fall and then detonate.

As the arrows approached Morgan, their speed decreased until they finally came to a standstill.

Morgan rose slowly into the sky like an incredibly light feather.

She gracefully raised her left hand, which covered two small dots in her field of vision—Rama and Arjuna.

The arrows that had been stationary began to vibrate restlessly and changed direction in an instant.

"Can an arrow that has already been launched change its trajectory?!"

Arjuna exclaimed in genuine amazement.

That's something that magic can't explain anymore.

The scene before us is the work of God.

“No…it’s not a change, it’s that events have been altered!” A bead of cold sweat trickled down Rama’s cheek.

With a single movement, Morgan changed the target of the arrow.

Rama and Arjuna became the targets of those arrows at that moment.

"not good!"

Arjuna realized the situation had changed drastically, so he quickly drew back his bowstring and fired more arrows at an even faster speed than before, to intercept the arrows that he had previously fired himself.

For the first time, he felt a headache coming on from his overly brilliant archery skills.

After all, a hero born of heaven never dreamed that one day his arrows would fly towards him.

Unfortunately, he missed the mark by half a beat. Even though Arjun's arrows were incredibly fast, he couldn't completely block the rain of arrows that was already raining down.

"This strike has slain the demon god Ravana. To withstand it is honor, to yield is destruction. Here we go! 'Piercing the Immortality of the Rakshasa' (Brahmastra)!"

Rama seized the moment when Arjuna was deflecting the rain of arrows and released the true name of the Noble Phantasm in his hand.

That was the "Indestructible Blade" he used to defeat the Demon King Varana.

Originally an arrow, it was transformed into a sword when Rama became Saber, but it did not lose its function as a throwing weapon.

Once its true name is released, this sword can transform into a projectile-type anti-personnel Noble Phantasm with a certain range.

If used not for offense, but for counterattack, it can also be an extremely effective defensive measure.

An explosion occurred at the location where Arjuna and Rama were, so intense that it resounded throughout the third realm of the underworld.

Karna, who was fighting Melsin in the air, was also distracted at this time and was heavily defeated by Melsin.

“Originally, I manifested in this world to fulfill the mission given to me by Brahma, but now I have no choice but to use it to fight the final dragon.” Karna held up his God-Slaying Spear, which served as both defense and attack. “Perhaps this is just fate playing tricks on us.”

“Your mission is to test my lord.” Melsin looked at Karna with the resolute gaze of a fiery god. “Then, if you want to see him, you must first get past me.”

“Of course. You are also a warrior of unparalleled strength, and I must respond to a warrior’s challenge.” Karna unleashed an even greater surge of magical power, covering his eyes. “A true hero kills with his eyes—!”

That wasn't a magic overload, but rather the accumulation of magic to unleash a Noble Phantasm.

"Brahma, cover the earth."

This extremely ferocious attack was completely contrary to Karna's calm and indifferent demeanor. As a warrior, Karna's fighting style was decisive, ruthless, and merciless, and he would not hesitate at all just because the enemy was a woman.

Moreover, Melusin is no ordinary female warrior, but a dragon.

Karna's attack was, unsurprisingly, defended.

Just as he was about to launch another attack and continue the stalemate in the air battle, his keen senses made Karna's heart skip a beat.

"Are you ready to complete the final piece of the puzzle?"

Turning to look at the vast expanse of yellow sand, the explosions had ceased. Arjuna and Rama, who had barely withstood Morgan's counterattack, seemed far from reaching their limit.

They also noticed a figure approaching the battlefield.

tide Jian Tianxi.