"Summoning? Who is it?" Shiomi blurted out.
"Not us," Morgan said, glancing around at everyone.
At that mont, a broadcast from Trisgistus echoed out.
"Improper use of mirror-replicated Proper Human History. Summary of three hundred million years of human history. Confirmation of the construction of a hypothetical Heroic Spirit using these records."
"Biological classification: One Radiance Thing.
Grand Servant. Class: Foreigner.
ORT has been summoned."
The quantum calculation device delivered the result in a chanical voice.
The sky reproduced a magical formation similar to Chaldea's summoning array.
It was sothing ORT had constructed by imitating Chaldea's data at the mont its true body was destroyed.
"By constructing a hypothetical future, it gained recognition as a Heroic Spirit… No, it summoned a version of itself recorded in the Boundary Record Belt?" Shiomi gritted his teeth as he forced himself to stand. "This just never ends…"
"But right now it's nothing more than a Grand Servant forced into manifestation," Morgan said as she walked to Shiomi's side. "Even if its Spirit Origin scale is imasurable, it still has limits."
"Looks like this is our final battle." Shiomi tightened his grip on Gungnir and Longinus.
"Too bad we can't rge into the Unity God for now."
"I'm not so fragile that I need to hide inside my husband's body." Morgan raised her magic spear. "Besides, everyone has been waiting long enough. All we could do was summon Servants and watch the battle against ORT while biting our nails."
"I'll take the lead!"
lusine could no longer hold herself back.
She rushed forward in a flash, transforming into her half-dragon form as she charged toward ORT, now manifested as a Grand Servant.
Swift as a falling star, lusine slamd toward ORT's body. But the solar storm radiating from it collided with her advance, preventing her from closing the distance any further.
Behind her, the Valkyries took flight and hurled their spears toward ORT.
With lusine and the Valkyries' preemptive assault igniting the opening of battle, the warriors who had long waited on the deck, only tasked with summoning until now, rushed forward one after another.
They clashed with ORT as it attempted to descend onto the Storm Border.
"Inflaming Divinity. Divine Spirit Water."
Shiomi hurled Gungnir and Longinus.
The two spears entangled ORT, creating an opening for lusine and Barghest to attack.
At the sa ti, Shiomi raised both hands.
Flas burned in his left hand, while a perfectly round sphere of water ford in his right.
Fire and water spread across the deck of the Storm Border at the sa ti, enveloping everyone on the battlefield.
"My injuries… and my strength…"
Kadoc stared at his own body in astonishnt.
His specialty was beast Magecraft, and his standard Magecraft was weaker compared to others. Yet under the protection of Shiomi's authority, not only had his power increased, he also no longer needed to worry about being eroded by the solar storm.
"My husband does not need you to sacrifice yourselves here. We have co this far because countless Heroic Spirits paved the road for us."
Morgan raised her staff and pointed it toward ORT.
"If we were stopped now, would that not be a waste?"
"Just as the great witch says."
Kirschtaria flicked his cloak.
"Heaven does not turn. Earth does not move. The star of great fortune, the guidance of the bright star, the on of harvest…"
"At this mont, they all beco lights illuminating Chaldea's path forward."
At this mont alone, Kirschtaria was certain he could display power nearly equal to what he had achieved in the Atlantic Lostbelt.
Back then, he had completed celestial Magecraft.
Now, however, he stood alongside his companions under the protection of a god.
Magecraft itself was born from the miracles of the gods.
All this was rely a return to that origin, a brief glimpse into a distant fragnt of Mystery.
"Still as formidable as ever, Kirschtaria," Daybit murmured as he walked toward ORT.
He continuously summoned entities from 13.8 billion light-years away.
Yet even those beings, which had been troubleso enough to give the Unity God pause, were reduced to nothing under ORT's relentless solar storms.
In the end, Daybit had no choice but to step in himself, joining the close-quarters battle against ORT.
And so the battle reached a stalemate. ORT could not advance a single step, and no one retreated even half a step.
The deck of the Storm Border groaned under the violent impacts of the battle, making it seem as though the ship might fall apart in midair.
Skadi and Scáthach pushed themselves to the limit, further strengthening the Barrier protecting the vessel.
However, there was one problem.
For ORT, whether it was lusine, the remnant of the Last Dragon, Barghest whose power rivaled the Fang A-Rei, the Valkyries created by the great god Odin, or the Holy Lance goddess Artoria...
None of their attacks could draw its attention or interfere with its movents.
ORT's combat behavior was crystal clear.
Its focus was Shiomi.
It barely paid attention even to Morgan, only defending when her attacks ca.
Every attack and counterattack it launched was aid at Shiomi, its large-scale attacks rely catching the others in the aftermath.
"You're paying a bit too much attention to , ORT... I'm truly honored."
Shiomi dispersed the black hole-like gravitational field pressing toward him, neutralizing it before continuing his pursuit.
But ORT had no visible expression, no organs for speech, and no intention of communicating.
Words like that could not shake it in the slightest.
It was completely focused on Shiomi, regarding him as the greatest threat and seeking to eliminate him first.
But this ORT was no longer the flawless original body from before.
Everyone's attacks were steadily accumulating damage.
Morgan suddenly clenched her hand.
Chains, dense as falling rain, shot out from the void and bound ORT.
ORT instinctively attempted to destroy the chains, but it failed to break free imdiately. That brief mont of delay was all Shiomi needed.
His four spears surged forward like a torrent.
ORT's body was rapidly torn into scattered fragnts, yet the missing portions regenerated at a visible speed.
"Do you really think I'll give you ti to regenerate? [Arajin Spiral Slash]!"
Amid the storm of spears, Shiomi unleashed a vortex centered on ORT, tearing its body apart even further.
Before the final blow fell, Morgan and Artoria stepped forward to stand at the very front.
The Holy Sword and the Holy Lance released their True Nas together.
Their power, combined with Shiomi's final strike, swallowed ORT's existence whole.
The sensation of destruction clearly reached Shiomi and the others.
ORT's body turned into light, continuously contracting until it finally vanished.
"Report. Collapse of the hypothetical Heroic Spirit Spirit Origin detected. Warning. Invasive extraterrestrial lifeform detected. Anomaly records integrated into the space-ti continuum. Expansion phenonon based on paradox effects confird."
"Invasive individual: Planetary Ruler Cell. Occurrence interval redefined as observation interval: 14.6 billion years. ORT has appeared."
Shiomi clicked his tongue.
"So this ti it summoned itself from 800 million years in the future as a Heroic Spirit? This really never ends..."
No one had reached their limit yet.
They were prepared to keep fighting until the very end.
"ORT hasn't been destroyed because part of its physical body still remains."
At that mont, a calm voice filled with firm resolve spoke up.
"Leave it to . You've all already done enough."
"This is my responsibility."
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