Magician in Type-Moon

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For example, fragments of memories of heroic spirits such as Gilgamesh, Iskandar, Lancelot the fairy, Artoria, and Medea.

Although Beelzebub was ultimately annihilated, it still inflicted considerable damage on him.

Especially Gilgamesh.

This guy's treasury has everything imaginable; he throws out magical artifacts like they're free.

There are quite a few Noble Phantasms that can damage Beelzebub in terms of concept counter relationships.

Of course, Artoria, wielding the Star Sword, is no less formidable.

It's a bit of a pity that Ishigaki only heard about Iskandar, who had taken Zeus's power, from Medea's descriptions.

This fact was not actually recorded with the eyes.

Products that haven't been observed in real life cannot be brought to life through mere "fantasy".

Then there's Yu Chi's part of his memory.

Although there are no mysterious creations there, the ability to "daydream" can be perfectly exercised there.

Nuclear warheads, Heroic Spirit Noble Phantasms, and the like—Matou Ike just bundled them all together.

Beelzebub received hundreds of "all-in-one" packages.

However, such extravagant use of "daydreams" will only exacerbate the depletion of Matou Ike's own consciousness.

But there's nothing I can do; if I bomb him every now and then, Matou Ike simply can't be happy.

However, the purpose of doing so was achieved.

First, it gradually depletes Beelzebub's base of consciousness.

Secondly, it delays Beelzebub from finding his way in this labyrinth of consciousness.

Matou Ike confirmed long ago that Beelzebub was able to find his way in such chaotic fragments of memory.

That was the divine thing I ate in the ritual site of Cthulhu.

He wasn't tracking Matou Pond, but rather this divinity.

Whenever Matouchi's main consciousness arrives at a memory fragment, it can find its way by following that scent.

But Matouchi had no choice.

After undergoing the "Origin" awakening ritual, the thirst for magic and energy originating within him compels him to willingly walk into Beelzebub's trap.

Or rather, without that energy replenishment, Matou Ike might have died on her own during that ritual.

That would mean there would be no further tracking or counter-tracking.

With sufficient defenses in place, it's time to consider how to launch a counterattack.

Chapter 362 The Garden of Sinners 4k (43)

cemetery.

This is a memory from after killing the skeletal behemoth and destroying the corpse of Genmura Satsuki.

Floating in mid-air, Matouchi casually glanced at the Fuhai Forest beside him.

No further action was taken.

Instead, it slowly descended from the sky to Hansa's side.

"You finally came."

A single, emotionless sentence came from the mouth of the "Hanse".

He was praying towards the church inside the ceremonial garden.

Following his gaze, Matou Ike saw the morning light shining on the metal cross atop the church, reflecting a dazzling light.

It's absolutely dazzling...

"You are not Hanseatic."

After a few seconds of reflection, Matou Ike turned around and said in a low voice.

After rereading his memories, Matou Ike realized a long-standing confusion within himself.

That is--

The Magic Association wielded immense influence in this incident, while the Church of Sanctuary, another top-tier organization, appeared quite weak.

Although everything has a reasonable explanation.

However, as the Holy Church possessing the largest magical foundation on this planet, even after being weakened and its combat power dispersed, it still possesses the strength to fight.

They wouldn't have been so weak in the face of this divine intervention.

His suspicions were further deepened by the Hanseatic League's various actions.

Kneeling beside him, the "Hanse" in his tattered black robe showed no change in expression, maintaining his ethereal demeanor.

"Yes and no."

"The part of me that is now using this body is the part that has been sanctified."

As expected... Matou Ike sighed.

How could the secret practices of the Holy Church only target the physical body...?

But this guy in front of me... he's really hiding his true colors. No wonder he's the ultimate winner in the modern war of faith.

"What do you want to do?"

"I just want to stop Him from succeeding."

Matou Ike thought for a moment, then said:

Do you really think He can succeed?

“Of course, after all, He has gathered all the necessary conditions.” “Hansa” spoke as if he were talking to a stranger.

"Then why didn't you stop Him in the first place?" Matou Ike asked, somewhat puzzled.

"Because this world was abandoned from the start, no one could have imagined that you would start from here."

"Hansa" released his grip on the silver cross pendant.

"Us?" Matou Ike suddenly realized, frowned slightly, and nodded.

"So, in your eyes, I also have to be eliminated? Then why am I waiting here now?"

“While your actions may bring about change, whether for better or worse remains to be seen, but His approach has already been biased,” Hansa replied calmly.

After a few seconds of silence, Matouchi turned to Fuhailin beside him and said:

"It is His actions that will affect the foundation of your church."

Matouchi kept asking questions and investigating, not only to learn more about the secrets and gain more knowledge, but also to judge the true attitude of the Holy Church and consider whether to accept their help.

Thinking of this, Matouchi sensed the fluctuations emanating from the consciousness recording spaces used to protect Beelzebub. They were being destroyed at an increasingly rapid pace, indicating that He was also getting anxious.

"Why do you say that?" Hansa asked instead of answering, looking as if he was about to start praying at any moment.

"Hmph." Matou Ike scoffed.

"He probably wanted to eat me, then take root on this planet through the seed of the Imaginary Tree that resided in my consciousness, and then twist all primates from humans into His retinue."

“In this situation, you guys who operate on a unified foundation will probably become useless, and perhaps even the radiance of the Lord you serve will no longer shine here.”

After listening, "Hansa" maintained his previous expression and said:

"That is indeed one of the reasons."

Matouike, however, paid no attention to the "Hanselkie" and continued:

"But what I can't understand is why you chose to cooperate with Him in the first place, and now you want to betray Him? Even if the Church is divided to this extent, it doesn't mean you have to take two attitudes on one thing, does it?"

"It's such a contradiction. You and the Mage's Association should be fundamentally different. They probably think that becoming a divine servant is no big deal, and they might even gain the right to exercise divine magic and the method to summon heroic spirits."

"So I can just leave this matter alone, be a fence-sitter, fund both sides, and profit from the conflict between me and Him."

“But you are different. As I just said, He will affect the foundation of your church.”

After listening to Matou Ike's words.

"Hanse" kept his gaze fixed on the huge cross atop the church in the distance:

"You don't understand because you don't know enough."

Matou Ike nodded thoughtfully and said:

"Has this abandoned world been given a new lease on life?"

Matouchi thought of everything the "arbitrator" had done.

"more than."

Before Matouchi could ask any more questions, "Hanse" calmly added:

"This is about a change in something."

Matouike eventually accepted the aid from the Holy Church.

Because right now he really needs everything that can weaken Beelzebub's power.

However, Matou Ike hesitated at this moment about whether to use it.

His original plan included using elements of the Holy Church to achieve some conceptual restraint.

But what the church offered was really a bit...

Well, according to the Hanseatic League, this is something that can directly turn the tide of battle, and at no cost whatsoever.

The only problem is how to use this thing.

It made Matou Ike think of some unpleasant things.

The sound of the church calculating on an abacus was almost right next to his ear.

......

Fresh blood seeped from the black velvet, dripping onto the ground and then quickly vaporizing.