Magician in Type-Moon

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Matou Ike once studied the flesh and blood of sea monsters with similar characteristics. If the flesh and blood continued to multiply without any magical supply, it would be like this.

This means that the other party has reached a dead end and is starting to sacrifice their lives in order to seize a glimmer of hope.

The bloated flesh began to push aside the steel bars and stones rooted in the ground.

The internal structure of the steel skeleton gradually cracked, and sparks were even generated when the flesh and steel fractured together. How hard it was!

Twisted limbs supported the bloated mountain of flesh, twisting and deforming into sharp, bloody thorns that pierced towards Matouchi.

Flames, blood, and spears!

This scene is like a bloody battle in hell!

Matou Ike simply smiled at this, and tossed the monster's head, which he had been clutching tightly in his right hand since the start of the war, high into the sky.

He stepped back with his left foot and chanted, "Slow down."

The fluorescent powder that had been scattered around suddenly lit up under Matouchi's incantation, shimmering with a strange light, as if the entire space was shrouded by an invisible force.

Powder made from special materials outlines a magic array on the ground, thus creating a small magic barrier.

The world, which was originally moving at a fast pace, suddenly slowed down, and even the dust particles in the air seemed to be drifting slowly.

The monster's head, which he had tossed high into the sky, hovered in mid-air, as if time had frozen at that moment.

At the same time, the "little helper" that had fallen from the sky came to a steady stop in front of him.

Matouchi nimbly reached out and caught it, then casually put it into his arms.

The flesh and thorns that were originally moving with great speed have now slowed down.

"Time alter—double acceleration!"

As Matou Ike whispered the incantation, a torrent of magical energy ravaged his body.

Matouchi instantly activated on the spot, and the surge in speed contrasted sharply with the monster's sluggish state.

If you slow down and I speed up, it's like spatial confinement!

The enhanced magic instantly covers the legs and below.

He sprang to his feet, and the ground beneath Matou Ike's feet cracked from the force of the sudden burst.

In an instant, Matou Pond was propelled into the sky by the reaction force.

At the same time, the explosive force generated by the monster burning its life force finally broke through the restraints of the slow barrier.

In an instant, the hunger emanating from the Gluttonous Dead Apostle surged once more.

With this action, Matou Ike once again felt that soul being shaken, suppressed, and wanting to eat like a madman.

His body was covered with festering tumors and sharp, painful bone spurs, which spiraled upwards, relentlessly hunting down Matou Ike's figure, almost like precision-guided attacks.

Despite being high in the air, Matou Ike remained calm and grabbed the head of the Dead Apostle who had been thrown into the air earlier.

He recited aloud:

"Command my body with a command spell, kill it!"

At that moment, the Command Seal engraved on the back of Matou Ike's left hand emitted a fierce light, and his magical power surged wildly and poured into Matou Ike's body.

Before the magic could even circulate in the magic circuits, it was frantically drawn away by Matou Ike.

A fiery red, almost white fireball leaped into Matouchi's left palm.

This is a very unstable structure, and Matouchi must be constantly distracted to maintain it in order to keep it in a normal state.

Therefore, the Deconstruction Eye was also activated.

This magic trick is a structure from the Sun, Moon and Stars series of magic tricks in Medea's Last Gift.

After the Holy Grail War ended, Matou Ike began to utilize the properties of the Mystic Eyes to disassemble and break them down until he could use them.

Boom boom boom boom! ! ! !

Amidst the rumbling sound, waves of fire surged and dominated the dark street, which was predominantly blood-red in color.

Like water being gently blown away, everything began to recede after the blast wave spread outwards.

Accompanied by howling winds and scorching heat waves, the streets at the base of the Wujou Building were forcibly blasted open by Matou Pond, creating ravines of unknown depth.

This is a level that a gas explosion could never reach.

The Matou Pond, which had been floating in mid-air, slowly fell into the sea of ​​fire.

Miyazaki Terumisa's remaining body had turned to ashes during the battle, disappearing along with the remaining parts of the Gluttonous Dead Apostle's head in her hand.

Matou Ike shook his head as the backlash from his innate control began to flare up, sending a sharp, familiar pain piercing his brain.

In a daze, I found myself on the top floor of the Wutiao Building.

Matouchi saw nine girls floating on the roof of the Wujo Building.

The air there was very strange, as odd as the mixing of hot and cold water.

There was a difference in time there, like a mirage recording the passage of time, and it moved exceptionally slowly on the roof of that building.

Just like the records of those girls before their deaths, they haven't caught up with their original time.

wrong.

The leader was completely different from the other eight flying girls, not only in his actions but also in his very nature.

Is she Kirie Wujou?

Matou Ike's eyes shone brightly as he stared intently at the rooftop of the Wujo Building, wanting to find out what was going on.

The shimmering figure that had been overlooking the world, Wuzō Kirie, swung in the sky, swaying like a puppet.

She forced herself to turn around and looked at Matou Ike, who was lying on the sea of ​​fire on the ground.

In her eye sockets, in those deep blue, almost black, ethereal eyes, the prominent blood-red patterns reflected the figure of Matou Ike.

Then he turned around and disappeared.

The other eight shadowy figures following her also began to fade slowly.

When Wuzō Kirie disappeared, Matou Ike hurriedly looked at the eight fading ghosts that followed.

That is?

Chapter 224 The Certain Death

“You caused quite a commotion last night. There are no permanent staff from the Holy Church in Guanbuzi City to clean up the mess for you.”

Hearing the voices, Matou Ike had no choice but to wake up.

My eyelids are so heavy, which is evidence that I haven't slept for more than two hours.

I sat up from the sofa and saw that it was indeed the fourth floor of the Garan no Touko Office, which wasn't too far from the Wujo Building.

Matou Ike decided to spend the night here, since Touko had already given him a backup of the office key.

Orange was still wearing the same simple black skinny jeans paired with a crisp, brand-new white shirt.

With her long hair tied up, revealing her neck, she looked like the secretary of a company president.

However, her eyes, once she took off her glasses, were so fierce that words could hardly describe them; she would probably never be able to do that kind of work in her entire life.

"The police have classified last night's incident as an explosion caused by a gas leak."

Matou Ike looked up at Touko, only to see her glaring at him fiercely.

Sigh, this is just everyday life...

Ever since Matou Ike started accumulating debt, Aozaki Touko's attitude has remained the same.

"I'm sorry, I think I fell asleep."

"No need to waste words explaining those things, just look and you'll know."

Orange refuted him decisively and then lit a cigarette.

"Can the police really classify an explosion of that magnitude last night as a gas leak?"

Matou Ike had just woken up and was still a little dazed, pondering Aozaki Touko's words for a moment.

Orange is right. This place is not like the Holy Grail War in Fuyuki, where there are Church personnel on standby 24 hours a day to prevent any trace of the mystery from being leaked.

"Ha, you don't actually think the police are that easy to fool, do you? It's all because I, your creditor, personally cleaned up your mess in the middle of the night to prevent this from spreading!"

Orange pointed the unsmoked cigarette at Matou Ike's nose and said:

"If I hadn't seen you fall asleep as soon as you got home last night, I would have kicked your butt long ago."

Upon hearing this, Matou Ike touched his nose. He had become accustomed to the Church's cleanup operations in Fuyuki, and he hadn't really expected this.

"Well, thank you."

"Just a thank you? The fee for this is 20, which will be transferred to my account later, understand?"

Orange stubbed out the cigarette that had turned to ashes and stared at Matou Ike with a fierce expression, as if afraid that this moneybag would try to run away.

"OK, OK." Matou Ike yawned, waved his hand dismissively, still adhering to the saying that more debts are never a bad thing.

Then I slipped into the area next to Orange's private room, which was similar to a kitchen.

I'm going to make myself a cup of coffee.

Seeing Matou Ike's nonchalant expression, Touko realized she couldn't do anything about him, so she could only continue to "make things difficult" for him in other ways:

"Make me a cup too, I want a free pour!"

Matou Ike was taken aback, feeling a bit strange, realizing that Touko was taking her anger out on him.

Who in their right mind would drink coffee at home with latte art?

He shook his head, and after a period of work, a voice from the next room urged him on.

"Too slow, Matou."

......

"What exactly happened last night? How did a battle of that scale occur?" Orange asked, taking a sip from her mug.

In response to Aozaki Touko's question, Matou Ike gave her a brief explanation.