Magician in Type-Moon

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extrusion.

It was as if the last drop of water had been squeezed out of a sponge that had already been squeezed dry. Magic was forced out from the depths of Elgo at several times the previous speed and poured into Kiz's body without reservation.

"Hmm, hoo, hoo."

Kiz smiled.

The light surged like a raging tide, its density multiplying, and the oppressive feeling had already exceeded the limits that this space could withstand.

It's like trying to break through the barriers of concepts.

He opened his eyes and stared at the person in front of him.

A slight upturn at the corners of his mouth carried a hint of pleasure mixed with cruelty.

"—Never seen this before, have you?"

He spoke slowly, his voice carrying an echo that seemed otherworldly.

“This kind of thing.”

Too bizarre, too astonishing.

Matou Ike frowned slightly.

The others stared in disbelief at the indescribable sight.

That can no longer be simply called magic, nor does it seem like mere mystery.

A strange feeling lingered in the air, as if one's worldview had been overturned.

"This is a huge secret."

Kiz smiled, deliberately drawing out his words.

"—Miss Medea probably doesn't know this either, does she?"

His tone was brimming with undisguised boasting, which only further confirmed the shocking nature of this inside story.

After all, the things of the Age of Gods that Medea, a renowned 'witch' even in the Age of Gods, could hardly understand were truly among the most mysterious.

He seemed to have finally had enough fun, and no longer kept everyone in suspense, his gaze slowly sweeping over the crowd as he continued:

"Some Greek gods...in their origins contained elements from outside this planet."

His lips curled slightly upward, a half-smile playing on his lips, as he added:

"Well, to put it simply, it's a spaceship."

"...spaceship?"

Isilid couldn't help but swallow hard, asking incredulously.

"Ah."

The magician of the Wandering Sea chuckled, a laugh that carried a profound meaning, yet also a chilling sense of pleasure.

"It's like—a meteorite suddenly falling and destroying Earth's ecosystem."

"...The Five Stages..."

Upon hearing Matou Ike's whisper, Kiz's silhouette nodded slightly, his eyes carrying a certain profound meaning.

"I knew it all along."

"That's right, that's right."

"There have been several instances where Earth's ecosystems have been almost completely wiped out."

“Meteorites and other objects that fly from outer space are also among them.”

He paused slightly, as if deliberately giving everyone time to think, before speaking again:

Similarly—

"You must also know about the doctrine that visitors from outer space are treated as gods by the natives, right?"

"Although it has always been regarded as an absurd doctrine, the truth is often something that is so unbelievable."

That's right.

There are many similar instances on the mystical side.

For example--

"On the seabed lies another 'Library of Alexandria'."

"King Arthur was actually a girl who consistently maintained the appearance of a 16-year-old."

If these things were told to an ordinary historian, they would probably just laugh it off.

However, in the world of magic, these absurd legends are indeed—acknowledged.

Even so, what is happening right now is still too outrageous.

Even magicians should exercise restraint, and there should be limits to their recklessness.

But—the impossible happened anyway.

The world is turning upside down.

boom--! ! !

The waves surged and roared like a wall.

On the other side of the wave that was stirred up, there was something unexpected—

The rock surface looks as if it has been there for thousands of years.

The world is gradually changing.

The ocean, once a vast ocean, is now turning into darkness.

It was no longer the darkness of a stormy night, nor the lightless darkness of a sunken deep sea, but rather—

—A void like the universe.

Around the ship of joy and death, the sea surface was still maintained, however—

That sea area is being gradually swallowed up.

Replaced by a dark vortex, devoured by boundless emptiness.

Chapter 531 Blood Relatives

"Kiz's Reality Marble... has entered the next stage."

Someone was groaning.

The Reality Marble? Young Star Entity has evolved after reversing Elgo's divine body.

Even the Seventh Demon City, which was like a creation of the gods, was bound by that darkness. The enormous demon puppet suddenly became sluggish, as if it had sunk into a stagnant abyss.

The magic released by Matou Ike also began to slow down at this moment.

It's like being suddenly dragged into slow motion.

"...I see, so it's this kind of inherent barrier?"

"Stop...no, stagnate?"

Van Fem sighed.

He has understood—

Different planets have different laws.

“That kind of thing won’t be allowed on my new planet.”

Kiz said in a low voice, the smile on his face gone, replaced by a heavy tension.

“It is a major taboo for production to fall behind and waste to be rampant.”

"Ugh."

He sighed deeply, seemingly dissatisfied with the situation.

"If we win at the banquet on the ship, we won't have to work so hard."

This technique is an extremely delicate procedure.

He might genuinely hope to win through gambling, because that would make everything much smoother.

however--

—A losing gambler has no choice but to go all in.

Kiz's hand is the culmination of over two thousand years of accumulation.

He possesses resources comparable to the Seventh Demon Castle of Van Fem and capable of forcing Matou Ike to retreat.

His potential—

This is enough to forcefully implement the absurd statement of "creating a new planet".

Going a step further—

As Matouchi resisted the erosion of the Reality Marble and shattered the attacks of the Swordsmen of Light, which were comparable to the Boundary Recording Tape, another anomaly occurred in the direction his gaze fell upon.

From the sea surface surrounding the Deathline Joy Ship—a surface yet to be swallowed by the inherent barrier? young star—a mysterious object suddenly shot out.

The metallic sheen catches the eye, and the smooth surface reflects the distorted image of the ocean.

One after another, cylindrical flying objects rose from the sea, numbering at least in the dozens.

—It's a drone.

Silently, they flapped their wings in the sea breeze, sweeping across the battlefield of the storm with indifferent trajectories.

But they are not simply machines.

The next instant, gunshots suddenly erupted, tearing through the space filled with darkness.

The bullet did not strike Matou Ike, but instead aimed precisely at Kiz's clone, releasing its killing intent.

*Smack! Smack! Smack!*