Chapter 34. The Mythical Battle Descends — Blades Clash, Great Yokai Tremble!
Night fell, and across the world arose countless gasps of shock.
Many on Earth were terrified to the extreme, their hair standing on end, all collectively inhaling a sharp breath of cold air.
A curtain of light towered in the sky, displaying countless flashes of blades and swords — the grand and heroic aura surged like an epic tale, heralding a battle that felt like mythology incarnate!
Two Servants clashed with world-shaking might, instantly stirring up thousands of violent waves!
They, on a macro level, were beings of a higher dimension — eternal souls exalted after death.
Bodies faster than sound, strength beyond compare — even their probing attacks equaled the firepower of a battleship, burning four hundred million joules, easily piercing through four buildings. The aftershocks of a barehanded melee alone could destroy an entire commercial district!
The passionate BGM soundtrack rose up, giving viewers goosebumps and a deep, wordless sense of awe.
[Inside Homurahara Academy, a purple-haired figure wielding steel chains moved with agility, leaving behind only afterimages.]
[Impossible to see clearly — completely unseeable!]
[In a flash.]
[Two chains split into thousands of afterimages, the air bursting from the violent disturbance.]
[Like a serpent beauty dancing the waltz beneath the moonlight — elegant and fluid — she left behind rippling violet light.]
[Medusa launched a supremely sharp offensive, with bizarre angles and intense killing intent — aiming a lethal strike at Archer!]
["Clang! Clang clang clang!! Clang clang clang!!!"]
[Sparks flew everywhere — the cold clash of weapons echoed throughout the academy!]
[The ground shattered from the impact, forming several-meter-deep rifts, rubble flying all around.]
[White-haired Archer skillfully dodged, countering the chains with her reconstructed B+-rank Noble Phantasm — Kanshou and Bakuya: Gān Jiàng and Mò Yé.]
[Amid the dust and smoke, she still managed to flash a mocking smile: "Such a vicious attack — worthy of your name… huh?!"]
[In that moment, the white-haired Servant's pupils shrank sharply — the abnormal gust of wind in the air triggered her battle-honed instincts, making her instantly swing a slash behind her.]
["Clang!"]
[Kanshou & Bakuya intersected, blocking a fatal chain strike.]
[But immediately after, a beautifully adorned long boot appeared and delivered a powerful kick that sent her flying.]
["Boom boom boom...!!"]
["Clang clang clang!!"]
[Even as she was kicked away, the white-haired Archer swiftly stabilized midair — thanks to instincts forged through thousands of battles — she instantly repelled a barrage of chains, the brilliant sparks flying nonstop.]
[No — to be precise, it was two chains!]
[But in that brief instant, they unleashed thousands of strikes, creating the illusion of countless attacks.]
[Over a hundred meters of ground was reduced to ruins, pocked with deep craters.]
[Medusa landed atop the tallest rooftop, calmly looking down and speaking blandly: "Not bad technique… but you're not Saber or Assassin, are you?"]
["Who knows~"]
[The white-haired onee-san dusted her clothes, raised an eyebrow, and curled her lips into a smile: "Maybe I'm a Servant from the Caster class?"]
[Medusa frowned: "I've never heard of a Magus wielding dual swords…"]
["Well, now you have~."]
[The white-haired female Servant smiled, raising the twin black and white blades in her hands: "Now your identity's easier to guess — ancient Greek-style clothing, plus the snake-shaped crest on your forehead… looks like I should be wary of your Mystic Eyes."]
["Tch… What a cunning woman."]
[Medusa tightened the chains in her hand, ready to strike at any moment.]
[It was truly unbelievable — her opponent could actually fight her to this extent. Swordsmanship so skilled it was as if she had been born to battle, combined with combat instincts honed through countless wars, made it impossible for Medusa to gain the upper hand easily.]
[Especially with the skill "Mind's Eye," which could easily detect the surprise angle of attack she intended to launch.]
[Clearly, she surpassed her opponent in every stat — and yet, the result was still a deadlock.]
[Truly… terrifying.]
[Even in the flow of history, this white-haired Servant must have been a hero renowned throughout the world!]
[Were those black and white twin blades her Noble Phantasm?]
[Moonlight like water, shining down on the two figures locked in a tense standoff.]
[Both paused for the moment, probing for weaknesses and openings in one another.]
The entire world stared wide-eyed, this mythical battle simply too overwhelming to comprehend.
The Observer Net erupted as well, a flood of wild comments surging like a tidal wave.
"I kneel."
"This is so peak!"
"Absolutely cinematic."
"Got goosebumps — how can they be this cool…"
"THIS IS FUCKING AWESOME!!!!!!"
"The sound effects are also lit as hell!"
"I WANNA PLAY S&M WITH MEDUSA-SAMA!!!!! Of course she's the S and I'm the M."
"Calm down, Darkness-kun. Get in line."
"Both Onee-sans are so badass I wanna kneel and lick their pretty feet (≧▽≦)/."
"Bro above, you think you're the only one who wants to do that?"
"Whoa, it's turning into close combat now — is white-haired Onee-san really an Archer?!"
"Every sniper has a heart that loves melee."
"Archer Onee-san: Because I'm terrified of backstabs, I poured all my skill points into close quarters combat."
"Stop it, stop fighting — the principal of Homurahara is crying over there!"
"Everyone knows, the Holy Grail War is a secret conflict."
"Newton: I've already sealed my coffin lid voluntarily. Go ahead and fly."
…
In Tokyo, the great yokai Nurarihyon stared intensely at the sky, expression grave.
What a terrifying parallel world…
Human heroes, after death, could be exalted into immortal souls — Heroic Spirits.
These two Servants, in close combat, were no weaker than him — perhaps even a tier stronger!
Yet swordsmanship was his strongest skill — and it wasn't even the ultimate technique of either of them.
One was a Rider, the other an Archer — their trump cards were still hidden away.
Those were surely going to be devastating ultimate strikes that shook the heavens and split the earth!
The kind of fantasy weapons that had been praised by humanity through the ages, passed down by tens of thousands, eventually ascending into their highest form — Noble Phantasms!
Leaving aside the identity of the white-haired female Servant, even just the Mystic Eyes of Medusa alone were enough to make Nurarihyon wary.
Over tens of thousands of long years — just how many heroic souls existed in the Throne of Heroes? No one could ever know…
This was that very world — the most terrifying foundation of humanity's power.
Even Seimei, the one who once split man and yokai in two during the Heian era a thousand years ago…
When facing this sight, would surely also feel a deep, primal fear.
Just imagining all seven Servants of this level clashing in Fuyuki was enough to leave Nurarihyon speechless.
"Fuyuki… is doomed."
["BOOOOOOM…!!"]
[Thunder tore through the night sky, a purple flash of lightning lighting up the entire heavens!]
[A battle that once existed only in myth and legend was now, step by step, reaching its peak!]
The whole world watched the scene in silence, minds almost completely blank.