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His voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard by One God Morgan.
"Kamasoztz?" Shiomi was slightly surprised.
Maintaining the Reality Marble to provide advantageous terrain for the fighting Servants, and constantly coordinating with the Spirit Vein Blocking Armor to launch counterattacks using the Reality Marble, had already occupied almost all of Shiomi and Morgan's attention.
Kamazocs only lost; he did not die at Yayaukki.
Perhaps he originally intended to wait for Chaldea to clean up the remnants of the ORT, and that the Lostbelt, having lost its foundation, would naturally disappear.
In this way, Kamazot was finally able to have a period of rest after a long period of uncertainty, and could finally sleep peacefully forever.
However... reality is clearly not as simple and straightforward as people imagine.
"My name is Kamazozz, the king who forgot his country and people, the last hero."
Kamazotz spoke in a low voice, and a vast amount of magic enveloped his body once again, continuing to expand.
"ORT, if you want to pass through here, you must leave a price! Last time it was your heart, this time, leave your body!"
After transforming into a giant bat once more, Kamazot leaped from the peak of Yayaukki and pounced towards the location of ORT.
Those crystal tentacles that could devour and absorb Servant spirit origins were severed by him with violent force before they could even touch Kamazot's body.
The last hero of the Kingdom of Kahn encounters an enemy from 660 million years ago once again, and chooses to forge ahead without hesitation.
In its beast form, Kamazot has a size almost identical to that of the ORT.
Although the scene looked like two giant beasts tearing each other apart, I didn't feel that way at all.
It felt more like a life form born from a planet, using its last strength to kill a former adversary.
Kamazozz, as an enemy, was a rather troublesome opponent for Shiomi, but when he stood on the same side as Chaldea for his own reasons, he brought a strange sense of encouragement.
Anger, determination, mourning.
Such emotions surged within Kamazozz, who resolved to dedicate the body he had obtained through the sacrifice of the entire Kingdom of Kahn to the utter killing of his enemies.
Finally, ORT was stopped and could no longer move forward.
Each strike resounded through the heavens, each strike shook the earth.
This is a myth that has survived to this day in the 6600 million-year history of Miktland, and it is being replayed in this apocalyptic world.
Kamazozz's act of stepping forward bought precious breathing time for the many surviving Servants.
His desperate fight also revitalized the fighting spirit of the exhausted crowd.
“Kamasoztz, you’re right, this is nothing... The real battle has only just begun, hasn’t it, my wife?”
Shiomi's emotions were once again filled with fullness, no longer filled with concerns and a cautious attitude as she pondered how to break the deadlock.
With one mind and one body, Morgan could naturally sense this change instantly.
She cupped her hands in her palms and clasped her fingers together.
Moreover, although the consumption of magic power is enormous, it is far from being exhausted.
Kamazot also sensed the immense magical power behind him. He suddenly swung his claws, launching a dense barrage of attacks that nearly tore off all of ORT's legs, rendering it unable to move.
ORT then unleashed a high-density beam of magic from what appeared to be its head, piercing through the wing-body connection point of Kamazots and leaving a large hole.
"That's pretty good, ORT... but—!"
Roaring and emitting sonic waves, Kamazots suddenly leaped up and soared into the sky.
As the most important target, his powerful success diverted most of ORT's attention.
"Sun, submit to death!"
"The God of Destruction's Hand Shadow!"
After Karna and Arjuna competed to be the first to unleash their Noble Phantasms and their true names, Bhikkhu, Duryodhana, Asura, and Rama also unleashed their Noble Phantasms in succession.
At the cost of liberating their spirit origins, they launched an extremely powerful attack, severely damaging the ORT body that was attempting to fire a second shot to continue attacking Kamazot.
Finally, ORT's operations came to a brief halt.
It's not that it can't move, but rather that it's truly stagnant.
Morgan's side is also ready.
"Let us witness the origin of this planet, ORT... 'Mother Earth's Dinner'!"
The earth resonated in a different sense.
That was the planet's anger, a weak reaction to the invaders who were eroding it.
Under this force, ORT could no longer maintain its original form, and its body began to shatter and disintegrate.
"Huh?"
This result was unexpected by Shiomi and Morgan.
Chaldea has indeed committed a large amount of combat power. In a short period of time, dozens of Servants have appeared in the world for this battle and died.
Only a very few top-tier Servants like Gilgamesh and Enkidu are still able to maintain their activities, but even they are heavily wounded.
"What are you daydreaming about! It's too early to relax!" Gilgamesh shouted.
Enkidu quickly gathered his magic power, but couldn't help frowning: "No, it's too late—"
"So you've finally revealed your true form! ORT! Take this, 'The Unholy Sun Wheel Executioner's Scythe'!"
Kamazot's Noble Phantasm, unleashed with its true name, descended from the sky, its expression furious and monstrous.
Chapter 90 The Imaginary Battle in the Sea of Trees (4)
Whether it was Shiomi and Morgan, or the crew on Storm Border, they all misjudged one thing.
That was the true form of ORT, not the giant spider-like shape that everyone had previously observed.
Connected to the spider-like torso, that equally enormous disc-shaped object is the true body of ORT.
The thing that caused the Chaldea group to suffer huge losses in the previous battle was actually just the ORT's keratin layer, which was a product of the alien invader's metabolism.
Like human fingernails, it can be trimmed at any time and also used as an offensive weapon.
However, ORT's "fingernails" are unusually powerful.
“The internal temperature is rising… The energy generated by nuclear fusion, along with multiple cosmic rays, is creating supergravity—” Romani struggled to control the tremor in his voice, “The temperature has now reached ten thousand degrees, and the estimated limit is one million degrees… No, once it starts expanding, it won’t stop at this level!”
"It's like a thundercloud in outer space, a supercell of Calradica..." Leonardo da Vinci exclaimed.
At the same time, Shiomi, who had already realized what was happening, immediately landed on StormBorder and deployed a protective barrier.
From the ORT's disc body, extraordinary heat rays are radiating out. If Skadi and Scáthach are captured and haven't switched to maintaining the defensive barrier by the moment, Storm Border will be ignited by this high temperature and fall from the sky.
Shiomi wanted Kamazotz to retreat as well, but she saw his Noble Phantasm being devoured by the ORT's rays and evaporating little by little.
"Get out of here now..."
These were the last sounds Kamazotz made, from that enormous body and the massive magical reaction.
It also gradually disappeared into the super galactic-level single entity that was erupted by ORT.
Storm Border has begun to turn, preparing to distance itself from ORT, avoid this outbreak, and maintain flight, keeping a relative distance of more than 2 kilometers from ORT at a constant speed.
Morgan had transferred the magic of the One God to maintain the defensive barrier, but the high temperature also penetrated the conceptual defense, scorching this special divine body.
The innate barrier can no longer be maintained.
As the spider-like cuticle was shattered, the activity shifted to the main body, and the massive burst completely overwhelmed the previously opposing forces of erosion.
The inherent barrier of the One God is crumbling; abandoning its maintenance only accelerates the process and reduces unnecessary magical energy consumption.
"Five seconds until Storm Border fully turns..."
Morgan's brow furrowed deeper and deeper.
The temperature of the radiation became increasingly apparent, and she felt as if she were holding a scorching hot iron pot with her bare hands.
However, this burning sensation wasn't limited to the arms; it could be felt all over the body.
Despite Gilgamesh and Enkidu providing support using their Noble Phantasms, the two were severely depleted.
“Enkidu, you stay here to support Chaldea. I will take care of things here—” Gilgamesh raised Ea, and the blade began to spin.
However, another arrogant voice interrupted Gilgamesh's decision.
"I regret to inform you that the golden shield will be taken over by me, as the Pharaoh. You may rest for now and prepare for the next battle."
The massive flying temple stood between Storm Border and ORT, the sunlight blocking the eruption and giving Morgan a slight sense of relief.
Upon merely being exposed to the eruption, the Temple of Ozymandias began to collapse uncontrollably.
"Hmph... Since you've put it that way, I'll reluctantly yield to the sun this once. I'll remember the sun's heroic act of leading the charge and burning brightly." Gilgamesh slowly lowered the sword Ea.
Both he and Enkidu were severely exhausted and needed some time to recover.
Storm Border completed its turn, quickly moving out of the range of ORT radiation and reaching a safe distance.
After no longer relying on its stratum corneum and switching to independent flight, ORT's speed did not increase much.
It was originally estimated that it would take 20 hours to cross the entire territory of Miktland and reach the surface.
At the current speed of flight, it has been shortened to just five hours to travel from the eighth level of Yayaukki to Miktlan.
“Please rest for a while. If you need a mana replenishment, I will have StormBorder’s power plant convert mana and send it to you through your Masters,” Morgan said to Gilgamesh and Enkidu.
Enkidu answered on his behalf: "Then I'll have to trouble you... I didn't expect the losses to be so great, with only Gil and I left able to continue fighting."
"The damaged boundary records prevent the summoning of Servants who have appeared in the present world, which is a big problem." Shiomi's voice rang out. "Most of the Servants who have formed a bond with us have already gone into battle. Perhaps, it's time for us to take the field ourselves."
“Aren’t there still some guys who haven’t arrived yet, like that Flower Magician and his sister?” Gilgamesh glanced at the crowd on the deck.
The exhausted Chaldea fighters are now trying to get some precious rest.
The next engagement is expected in ten minutes.
Following Leonardo da Vinci's advice, we will now fight the ORT by taking a five-minute break after every 30 minutes of combat.
“Perhaps they’ll be here soon.” Morgan stared at the ORT disk itself. “Or perhaps they plan to remain completely uninvolved from beginning to end. It’s up to them whichever way they choose.”
"That's a very harsh statement. While we enjoy watching stories unfold, what if the main characters disappear?"
A relaxed male voice rang out even at such a critical moment.
"Merlin?" Artoria exclaimed in surprise as she looked after the group who were resting and resupplying.
"It's been a long time, my king. The situation is critical, so I brought her along as well." Merlin pointed to the succubus woman beside him.
She insists on calling herself Lady Avalon, and also refers to herself as Magic☆Merry to Romani.
"Although it hasn't been long, I am delighted to be able to fight alongside you again, Lord Tianxi."
"Your Majesty Taigong Wang?"
Shiomi stared in surprise at the Servants who appeared at the same time as Merlin and his sister.
In addition, Orion, who had fought alongside them in the Atlantic, and the old man in the mountains who had helped them repair their journey and helped Shiomi deal with the Tiamat problem, all appeared on the deck one after another.
"It's too early to be surprised, my child. Since this is such a formidable enemy, it wouldn't be unreasonable for your mother to take the liberty of showing up here to help, would it?"
Just as the voice said, Shiomi and Morgan stared in astonishment at the girl slowly descending from the light.
Tiamat, the Primordial Mother, descends.
Chapter Ninety-One: The Battle of the Imaginary Tree Sea (5):
The battle with ORT has reached a fever pitch.
They thought they had destroyed the main body, but the spider-like body was just a layer of keratin. The real body then unleashed a galactic-level cosmic ray output.
If Kamazot hadn't launched his attack on the main body with a death-defying determination for revenge...
Shiomi and Morgan had no time to organize the first wave of defense, nor did Ozymandias command the Temple of the Sun to launch a second round of defense, thus buying time for Storm Border.
Most of the Servants who responded to the summons have already sacrificed themselves, and the Boundary Records have been damaged, making it impossible to summon them again for a short period of time.
When Merlin and his sister appeared one after another, along with Taikoubou and the Old Man of the Mountain, it was a great encouragement to Chaldea, telling them that it was not yet time to wager their last strength in a desperate battle.
Tiamat's appearance, however, carries another layer of meaning.
Shiomi and Morgan separated, and he stared in surprise at Tiamat slowly approaching.
"Mother……"
“You must be frightened, my child. If you are destroyed, then my choice will have been meaningless. Therefore, I have decided to personally help my child.” Tiamat looked at Shiomi tenderly.