Magician in Type-Moon

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Most of the gods in this world are personifications of the root's tendrils.

Therefore, to achieve eternity, one must connect with the origin.

Humans, being fragile beings, are either assimilated or overwhelmed by the sheer volume of knowledge records the moment they come into contact with the source.

The survivors will then receive something called magic and return to the present world.

The unfortunate will remain there forever.

This approach is extremely risky, but it's not impossible to take shortcuts.

Because there is something in the human body that can resist the influence of the root cause.

That is the soul. As a component of pure ether, the soul is something that does not change.

Consciousness is enveloped by the soul, reaching the outer edge of the source through the divine.

Under the witness of God.

Then, a brief liberation of consciousness allows it to connect with the source.

Upon hearing this, a hint of doubt flashed in Matou Ike's eyes.

"What's the difference? Hasn't the consciousness already made contact with the Root? Even if it can avoid assimilation, wouldn't the amount of data it records be instantly exceeded by the consciousness's limits?"

"Perhaps, but what if the power that the deity who witnessed this scene wields is the soul? Under the witness of a deity, it wouldn't be difficult to push the magician's soul to re-envelop their consciousness before it is distorted."

Medea answered slowly.

"But that's only for a moment. What can you gain from such a brief contact?"

Matou Ike asked again.

"The convergence of mysterious phenomena, even among the flood of knowledge recorded by Akasha, the fastest-moving is the knowledge belonging to this individual. Recording this part will not have any adverse effects on the magician himself."

Medea paused for a moment and then continued:

"After a magician obtains all the records about himself, his consciousness essentially includes the past, future, and present, which is equivalent to the characteristics of the Root, thus allowing the consciousness to barely achieve a state of eternity."

Matouchi already understood.

Because the soul does not change, it only leads to the loss of ether as consciousness disintegrates. However, if consciousness is nearly eternal, it can stabilize the flow of ether in the soul.

Even if the body decays, it can be replaced.

Isn't this just...

"It's a lot like a Heroic Spirit, isn't it? Most of the fundamental knowledge in this world is interconnected, and magic is the same. It's just that each aspect is a different manifestation, resulting in differences in the methods and solutions."

Medea chuckled and continued:

"And this guy must have opened the hole to the Root through that ritual you mentioned about the past and future, and then used the ritual to filter out all the records of his individual."

"Because of the lack of divine witness, the soul that is shrouded in 'eternity' cannot return to this body. Although the ritual is very ingeniously conceived, this practice is truly meaningless."

Is it meaningless? Perhaps for this guy, the meaning he seeks isn't eternity, but rather...

But why did Araya Sōren go to this point?

If it's just about addressing the root cause, there's no need to go to such lengths...

Is what he is pursuing also eternity?

No, that's not right...

Could it be...

Combining all of Araya Souren's actions, a seemingly ridiculous idea was slowly taking hold of Matou Ike's mind.

No way?

Is that guy really as stubborn as Orange said?

Chapter 333 The Garden of Sinners (Part Fourteen)

If Fuhai Forest is a semi-otherworldly realm...

Therefore, the main position of the spiritual vein located at the center of the Fuhai Forest is another world within another world.

Ryougi Shiki and Aozaki Touko fell directly into a strange, desolate wilderness.

Above the wilderness lies a vast city shrouded in towering forests. Its outline is indistinct, but the oppressive feeling is all the more pronounced.

The city's architecture features bizarre geometric shapes, unlike any other architectural style in the world.

The sky was tinged with an eerie, dark blue, a color known in the world of magic as the primary color of fear.

Just one glance at it makes me feel uneasy.

Ryougi Shiki and Touko slowly descended to the side of the Corpse Tower as they floated.

The psychedelic effect of "flight" made them about to sit down against the corpses and skeletons, but Orange immediately sensed something was wrong and activated the rune-carved amulet on her chest.

This instantly brought the two of them to their senses.

"What have you done here? Is this still Earth?"

Ryougi Shiki's reasonable suspicion that Aozaki Touko's flight plan had thrown them into an unknown other world.

But Orange quickly refuted this guess.

"This should be the true appearance of this Fuhai Forest. Such changes should be the special ability of the so-called Twenty-Seven Ancestors of the Dead Disciples - the inherent barrier produced by the collection of phenomena."

The reason for this certainty is that, before falling, Aozaki Touko realized that the rune stone she carried, engraved on the fragment of "history," had already played its due role.

In other words, she and Ryougi Shiki are still located at the main node of this spiritual vein.

Upon realizing this, Aozaki Touko immediately emptied the remaining materials from her backpack.

"Liangyi, come quickly and help me inscribe a ritual for summoning spirits."

Ryougi Shiki pursed her lips, took the prepared materials from Touko, and began to carve the ritual diagram on the ground.

This is the second thing Matouchi instructed Touko to do—

After the portal to Valhalla is opened, have Orange try to summon a Heroic Spirit.

In Matouike's vision, he, who had become a subspecies of the Holy Grail, used the properties of "water" to "absorb" and thus draw upon the spiritual power of this land.

It's not difficult to squeeze out an extra slot for a Servant.

He even thoughtfully prepared an item for Orange, which could serve as a relic, taken from the Iskandar cemetery.

Although I don't know what kind of heroic spirit I can summon, something is better than nothing.

After all the preparations were completed.

Aozaki Touko took out the last set of materials.

It was a bottle of black sludge in a crystal bottle.

All Aozaki Touko knew about this thing was that it was something created by the familiar of Matou Pond.

As for why this thing looks so ominous...

Aozaki Touko was no longer in the mood to care about this.

After all, every magician has their own little secrets, and even the familiars she creates sometimes have this characteristic.

The foul black mud was poured onto the sacred relic placed in the center of the ritual.

It was a skull, and Orange considered it to be the most mysterious thing.

After observing intently for a short while, Orange retreated to the summoner's position.

"Announcement..."

She chanted the incantation to summon the Servant in a voice that was neither too loud nor too soft, but unusually calm.

Ryougi Shiki stood to the side, watching the ritual track on the ground gather immense magical power, and felt somewhat curious.

She had previously heard Touko and Matou discuss theories about Boundary Recording Belts and Heroic Spirit Summoning, but she always thought such things were wishful thinking.

As the magic gathered, the black mud encasing the skull instantly boiled.

A mechanical voice came from it.

"Heroic Spirit Summoning Request Detected, Verifying Identity—Beep! Aozaki Touko—Verification Complete—Beep! Requesting Subspecies Holy Grail Access—Request Granted—Beep! Requesting Greater Holy Grail Access!—Request Granted—"

At the same time, Aozaki Touko finished chanting the final summoning incantation.

The concentration of magic in the surrounding area instantly reached its peak, followed by a frenzied expression that could be seen with the naked eye.

"...Is...Kandal!!—"

Looking at the pure black bald giant in front of her, who was almost three or four meters tall and wielded two black and gold giant axes that emitted green flames, Aozaki Touko felt a bit complicated.

In a sense, the heroic spirit before her gave her a similar impression to the "Golden Wolf," the mythical creature from the Age of Gods that Orange had previously commanded.

This gave Orange a bit of a headache, because in her opinion, these kinds of people were all brainless, violent types.

Before Orange could even react, Ryougi Shiki tugged at Orange's sleeve, gesturing for her to look at what the Servant she had just summoned was doing.

Orange then turned her head in accordance with Ryougi Shiki's gesture.

The heroic spirit she had just summoned was standing not far away, its imposing figure towering like a small mountain atop a tower made of corpses.

The burly man, three meters tall, wielded two heavy battle axes, uttering deep syllables.

“Wary…ry…ryry…” Accompanied by the deep and wild roar of the heroic spirit, he crossed his two axes and swung them down fiercely!

The axe blade slashed down into the ground with a whistling sound as it tore through the air, causing devastating destruction the moment it touched the earth.

With a loud "boom!", the top of the tower shattered, and the bones, corpses, and fragments that had formed the tower scattered like blasted debris.

The entire top of the tower collapsed in that instant, falling down along the cracks, shaking like a mountain collapsing and the earth splitting open.

The ground beneath Ryougi Shiki and Touko's feet shook violently, and shattered stones and bones slid down like rolling stones.

The body's center of gravity suddenly went out of control, as if being sucked into a collapsing abyss.

Before they were prepared, Orange and Ryougi Shiki fell into the hole below.

Ryougi Shiki quickly adjusted her body, stomped her left foot hard, slightly eased the unstable stone surface, and immediately regained her balance.

Orange gripped the broom tightly with one hand, quickly calculating her escape route, her eyes scanning the surroundings for points of support she could use for leverage.