Otherwise, you can find another savior.

"By the way, what's here is just an avatar of Tiamat, a spirit she created to support her child," Merlin added. "The real Tiamat is still in the Sea of ​​Imaginary Numbers, observing all of this."

“Of course I understand that kind of thing.” Shiomi knelt down on one knee and let Tiamat hug him as a greeting.

Meili watched this scene with great interest: "This is truly extraordinary. I wonder what the Goddess Nuwa would think if she saw this?"

“There’s no need to worry about that.” Taigong Wang looked at the location of ORT’s main body. “The conclusion on who will step forward to help was reached after Nuwa and Tiamat personally negotiated with each other.”

The implication is that the goddess Nuwa conceded.

"There's such a story..." Morgan was so shocked he was almost speechless, and could only sigh.

tide Jian was at a loss for words. He now realized that it wasn't a dream, but a real event.

As for the specific details, tide Jian was neither comfortable asking nor dared to ask.

Let the Earth Mother Goddess handle the matters between them; as a deity, he is merely a junior.

After greeting Tiamat, Shiomi and Morgan rested for a while, while keeping an eye on the ORT's movement route in case the disc suddenly accelerated and caught Storm Border off guard.

Shiomi wanted to help Gilgamesh and Enkidu heal their injuries, but they seemed to have recovered almost completely on their own.

With the contract with Chaldea and the offering of demons, Shiomi doesn't need to worry about it.

He simply nodded with a complicated expression.

"Judging from your questioning expression, do you lack confidence in the power of me and my friend?" Gilgamesh teased Shiomi's attitude.

“I don’t think so,” Enkidu said naturally, trying to smooth things over. “To me, it seems more like a question that only Gilles or the Servants present could answer.”

Xi Jian pursed her lips: "Pretty much. While we still have time, I'd like to ask the King of Heroes if you know why the ORT came to this planet... Of course, I'm referring to Pan-Human History."

"So this is the kind of question you're asking?" Gilgamesh let out a casual laugh. "Don't you already know pretty much everything about this kind of question?"

“No, it’s just some speculation,” Shiomi said. “My eyes aren’t good enough to see into the future.”

"So what if your deductions are actually close to the truth?" Merlin walked over at this moment and picked up where Shiomi left off.

Shiomi was quite surprised: "Does the Flower Magician also know the answer?"

"I just happen to know," Merlin said with a smile. "Since King Gilgamesh refuses to answer, then I will answer it myself."

As he spoke these quiet words, the strong wind on the deck suddenly became less noisy, as if we had arrived at an ideal land far from the world.

"Life on a planet is not endless; it will eventually come to an end. When a planet dies, it is no longer suitable for life. However, there is a kind of life that may stubbornly survive," Merlin said in a quiet tone.

The answer Shiomi immediately thought of was: "Humans, right?"

"Humanity's power not only exceeded the imagination of the gods, but also surpassed the imagination of the planet," Gilgamesh said. "They realized that even if they died, humanity living on the planet would not perish. The only thing a dying planet could do was to appeal to other planets for help. The other planets sent their strongest races to exterminate life on Earth."

"That's how it is. The ORT came for this result." Merlin smiled quietly. "However, judging from the current situation, the ORT, whose origins are unknown, arrived on Earth earlier than expected and had no choice but to choose to slumber in Crystal Valley, South America."

"And then... this Lostbelt ORT landed on the planet even earlier than the ORTs of Pan-Human History?" Shiomi turned around and looked at the ORT's main body, which was filled with super-normal magical power.

"Hmph, are you scared? As a god of the new era, you are destined to coexist with this planet." Gilgamesh looked at Shiomi with amusement. "You think you can't deal with that kind of guy all by yourself?"

“No, I just don’t understand. When a planet dies, is it right or wrong for humanity to be able to survive without relying on its resources?” Shio shook her head. “I also don’t know if I can still stand on humanity’s side at that time.”

“Those are all topics of the extremely distant future. Without retrieving the pan-human history, none of this can be discussed, Chaldea gods,” Enkidu said. “Gil has said before that planets are just cradles for humanity, and one day humanity will need to leave the cradle to explore a wider universe.”

“Heh…” Gilgamesh just chuckled and didn’t say anything more.

But tide Jian probably understood.

To avoid that worst future, we should not try to defeat the Pan-Human History ORT, nor should we choose between humanity and a dead planet.

Instead, we should find ways to guide humanity so that, before the day our planet ends, we can chart a new course and journey to the distant stars and the sea.

Shiomi believes that there is actually such a possibility for humanity.

ORT is ultimately something that arrives on Earth prematurely for the worst possible outcome, and for some reason.

Chapter Ninety-Two: The Final Battle in the Imaginary Tree Sea (6):

Having figured out some minor but recurring questions, tide Jian felt much lighter.

After some adjustments were made to help the overloaded magic circuits, the thirty-minute break was quickly over.

"feel better now?"

With three minutes left before the battle, Shiomi asked U-Olga Marie, who had been staying alone on the deck and not communicating with the Chaldea members.

Or rather, they refused to communicate with the Chaldeans.

Given the extremely urgent situation, Olga Marie, who most wanted to communicate with her, had no energy left to say anything.

“…Although my heart was used as a replacement by ORT to start it up,” U said in a low voice, “it’s fine now. Since we know my heart was taken away, all we need to do is regenerate and repair it.”

"Don't you need my help?" tide Jian asked again.

“You have more important things to do, don’t you?” U-Olga Marie glared at him.

She wasn't sure what she was thinking. She had so much to say to him, but when they met, she couldn't say anything.

This is the only way I can bluntly remind Shio that instead of worrying about him, she should worry about how to fight the ORT.

Shiomi nodded understandingly: "It's almost time for the battle. You... never mind, let's talk about it after we take care of the ORT."

Then, without wasting any more time, he turned and walked towards the front of the deck.

Having almost finished adjusting and able to perform the summoning ritual again, everyone stood up, waiting for him to issue the command.

After nodding to them, Shiomi patted Sakura and Karen on the head as encouragement.

He then walked straight to Morgan's side.

Morgan and Artoria were talking to Tiamat there.

It seemed that they were each introducing themselves to Tiamat. Although Tiamat looked rather dissatisfied, she didn't have time to conduct any "Tiamat inspection" to see if they were qualified as Shiomi's partners.

"It's time."

As tide Jian spoke, she took Morgan's hand.

The One God manifested.

Before Shiomi could give any instructions, Gilgamesh and Enkidu took the initiative and jumped off the deck, approaching the ORT in the gale.

Compared to when it had just switched to its original form, the ORT was still emitting strong rays, but not so strong that Chaldea couldn't get close.

“One God, huh?” Tiamat touched Morgan’s arm and shoulder. “It’s so good to be able to be like this, to be of one mind.”

Then, the One God jumped off the deck.

Merlin and his group followed suit, moving closer to the ORT, preparing to catch up with Gilgamesh and Enkidu's pace and launch an attack.

According to the established plan.

Once the battle resumed, the people on deck prepared to perform the summoning ritual.

It's now clear that the summoned Servant is essentially unable to reappear in the world; the rest depends on everyone's will and strength.

"It's coming!"

As Gilgamesh and Enkidu unleashed a barrage of Noble Phantasms upon the ORT's main body, Morgan, who was gradually approaching, suddenly sensed an unusual magical reaction.

The ORT, which had been on the defensive, was about to launch a counterattack as more magical reactions approached.

Seven or eight golden tentacles, resembling mechanical arms, extended from the top of the disc and launched attacks towards the locations of the various targets.

"Oh dear, that won't do." Taigong Wang, riding on the back of the four-legged beast, skillfully avoided the mechanical arm's grasp.

The old man in the mountains swung his sword to deflect the oncoming mechanical arm: "It seems they intend to hunt us down as food."

"After all, it's a predator; that's just its nature."

As Morgan spoke, he dodged while supporting each other with the other Servants, ensuring that even if the ORT's tentacles attacked, they couldn't grab anyone.

“Not only that.” Merlin drifted like a petal through the gaps in the tentacled attacks. “There is no awareness of communication, no desire to exchange ideas. Unlike Tiamat, unlike Goetia, unlike even Koyanskaya—”

Tiamat stared intently at the ORT with wide eyes. Her Star Eyes were of a higher quality than Shiomi's, and could exert a strong suppression and interference on the ORT's actions.

"Since you don't intend to listen, there's no need for any hesitation."

As she spoke, she brought her hands together and unleashed a beam of extremely high concentration of magic.

A single strike was enough to destroy most of a city, yet it only caused some visible damage to the ORT's main body.

"Moreover... even if you avoid direct attacks, the damage is continuous just from being exposed to the cosmic storm created by ORT." Morgan raised his hand and looked at the back of his hand, which had been corroded by rays but had quickly recovered due to its self-repairing ability.

Not only the unified god, but also the Servants at the forefront are facing the same situation.

While enduring the erosion of his spirit foundation by the cosmic winds, he launched his most powerful attack without a care in the world.

"Don't worry, leave the injuries and such to us."

At this moment, Mary spoke softly, her usually frivolous voice now tinged with seriousness.

Standing back to back on the flower-lined path that stretches to the sky.

"This is the primordial void, without walls, cities, or kingdoms. The primordial star shines deep within the earth. Let you witness the way the soul exists—'The Garden of Avalon,' a place of eternal isolation!"

"Distant paradise, a place of burgeoning hope, I send you a fragrant gift. Though it lies far away, it is undeniably there. Advance with your budding hopes—'Winds of Avalon'!"

Similar yet slightly different Noble Phantasms, at this moment, spread across the paradise within the Starry Sea, the ideal land called Avalon, amidst the raging sea of ​​fantasy trees of the ORT.

Being there allows one to receive the blessing of an ideal world, healing wounds and restoring magic.

Clearly, the release of the true names of these two Noble Phantasms stimulated ORT to some extent, causing its massive disc-shaped body to begin vibrating.

"This is... interfering with a vast area of ​​space, seizing magical power?"

Morgan was startled to see the magical energy in the air change direction, flowing violently towards the location of the ORT.

"That won't do—" Taigong Wang had somehow risen to a height even higher than ORT, "Fall down, 'God-Slaying Whip'!"

The long whip, which was often held in Taigong Wang's hand and used as a fishing rod, fell from the distortion of space and struck ORT directly above.

The massive disc veered off course due to the impact, becoming extremely unstable and teetering on the brink of collapse.

Chapter 93 The Battle of the Imaginary Tree Sea (7)

After the two Flower Magicians unleashed their Noble Phantasms, the effects of the high-intensity cosmic storms emanating continuously from their main discs in the airspace centered on ORT were greatly weakened.

Seeing that the ORT body was unable to maintain its flight posture and its flight speed had slowed down due to the surprise attack from Taigongwang's Noble Phantasm, Shiomi saw an opportunity and immediately reminded Morgan to prepare to attack.

"Wait a minute!" Enkidu suddenly called out to Morgan, "Something's not right..."

“Oh my…” Taigongwang slowly opened his narrowed eyes, his purple pupils gleaming with a calm light. “After all, he is one of the ‘primordial beings’ from another planet. It’s not that simple.”

ORT quickly withstood Taiko's Noble Phantasm, and its flight speed, which had been slowed by the imbalance, gradually recovered.

The 'God-Slaying Whip,' which had not yet finished its bombardment, was following Taigong Wang's will and continuously increasing its weight. Its instantaneous power was enough to crush a mountain ten thousand feet high, but it only caused the ORT to drop in height slightly.

Moreover, after adapting to Taiko's Noble Phantasm, ORT quickly launched a counterattack against its user.

"Humph……"

Gilgamesh snorted coldly, and countless top-tier Noble Phantasms flew out from the golden gate, striking the tentacles that were retaliating against Taigong Wang.

The ORT began to shake restlessly, and the magical reaction was even more intense than before.

An even more terrifying phenomenon has emerged.

Every time a blow lands on the ORT's main body, the wound heals instantly, continuing this uninterrupted process.

Beneath the disc, crystalline stratum corneum is continuously being produced.

If the ORT adapts to their attacks, and its regeneration rate exceeds the attack speed of the group, a new spider-like keratin layer will be generated.

At that time, all the sacrifices made so far will be meaningless, and everything will return to square one.

“This regenerative ability has surpassed even the power of a god.” Morgan raised his hand, and a barrage of demonic spears rained down on ORT.

Taigong Wang's Noble Phantasm will not be able to continue for more than a few seconds.

“Dead…concept,” Tiamat whispered.

"What?" Morgan was taken aback.

“ORT, from the ‘One of the Primordial Ones’ of the universe, has no concept of death,” Tiamat said. “That is, on a different scale than mine.”

The goddess Tiamat does not have the concept of death, but that is a result of preconditions.

She will not die as long as there is still life on the planet.

But ORT is different; it is one of the strongest beings born from its planet, an absolute being that transcends all life.

Invincible in another sense.