Magician in Type-Moon

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But can this situation really last for three minutes?

When the twenty-seven ancestors and the spirits of heroes were about to turn the battle on the battlefield into a dance battle in a ballroom.

Matouchi and Shion's voices rang out from the other side.

"We've obtained the technique. I never expected you to possess the technology to create blank spirit origins."

Shion has successfully obtained the key technique from Matou Ike's vast memories, and of course, she also kept her promise and did not look at Matou Ike's other memories too much.

However, on the other hand, the process of trying to find a memory about a technique from the combined memories of hundreds of Yu Chi and several divine bodies has already allowed her to inadvertently see many things.

But now is not the time to dwell on this.

Then, Matou Ike handed the severed left hand that she had taken from Mayastia to Shion.

Mechanical Bird Ptolemy nodded as he looked at the scene before him, then walked into the center of the crystal pattern that the alchemist Quat had just created on the ground at the Atlas Institute.

At this time, Tongchi moved the coffin containing the divine body over, without anyone knowing when.

The mechanical bird managed to spread its wings and fly inside.

"What are they doing?" Wuzhiqi asked Kiz, looking at the busy group with some confusion.

“He probably wants to summon the Heroic Spirit Ptolemy to compete with that Dead Apostle for control of this place,” Kiz explained, then glanced at Wuzhiqi, “What have you been doing for the past two thousand years? How come you know nothing?”

“I was locked up by King Yu, unlike you who are so free.” Wuzhiqi rolled his eyes, then continued, “But aren’t heroic spirits a privilege of the Third Law?”

"Didn't you see what's engraved on that left hand? Even if you're incredibly ignorant, you should have heard about the Holy Grail War, which's been all the rage among modern magicians lately, right?" Kiz rubbed his forehead.

"Oh."

Wuzhiqi had certainly heard of it, and even studied it in depth.

I just didn't think of it for a moment.

Refocusing attention on Shion's left hand, three scarlet lines were etched on the back of her hand—the Command Seals, the authority traded by the Emperor residing in the Greater Grail of Fuyuki.

But new doubts arose in Wuzhiqi's mind.

"I recall that to summon a Heroic Spirit outside of the Holy Grail War, three conditions need to be met, right? Command Seals, a catalyst, and a spiritual ley line connecting to Fuyuki, right?"

The Command Seals are already in place.

There are two catalysts.

One is the Great Library of Alexandria.

The other one, without a doubt, is the mechanical bird.

But what about the spiritual veins?

The spiritual vein here is that underwater volcano.

Putting aside the difficulty of the adjustment, Matou Ike didn't even bother to prepare for this step.

"Who knows? They seem pretty confident. We're just watching the show anyway."

Kiz shrugged and continued watching Matouchi and the others' actions, hoping to learn some new techniques from them.

As a vital spiritual vein, Matouchi certainly did not overlook it.

Or rather, no one knows better than him how to summon Heroic Spirits.

Since the Library of Alexandria is a place of divine invocation, it is only natural that similar spells can be performed.

In order to calculate "avoiding the destruction of humanity in the future," Latio had previously activated the underwater volcanoes, which would stimulate the spiritual veins to an unparalleled degree.

The activity of the spiritual veins is already sufficient; what's missing is to link them to the Greater Grail.

Obviously, even if we could find Angra Mainyu now, it would be impossible for him to create a route from Japan to Egypt using black mud.

But it's okay.

Because Matou Ike already possessed the technology to create blank spirit origins, a technology that was recorded using the Mystic Eyes of Deconstruction back in the Holy Grail War.

Although the Third Law is still lacking, it is quite difficult to create a blank spirit origin here.

Fortunately, there is a final calculation machine here called "Elgo".

With her unique and "invincible" creation, the Etherline, Ziyuan hacked into the final computer called "Egor" like a hacker.

It's not impossible for a computer capable of calculating how to "avoid future destruction" to create a low-quality Holy Grail model that can only be used once, given its immense computing power.

A calcium-based product similar to the Mooncell Automaton, a quantum computer on the moon.

Matou Ike proposed the idea and some technology, which were then handed over to Shion, a spiritual hacker from the Atlas Institute, for production.

At the same time, the number of "spatial transfer" portals that Medea maintained in the void had been greatly reduced, as had the number of light wheels that constantly moved and cut through the portals.

It's because of insufficient magic power.

"It seems your magic is almost depleted. Do you still want to stop me?" Tsbia asked leisurely.

“Stopping you was what I was supposed to do, but you…” Medea raised an eyebrow, “You were already free to break out, so why did you just stand by and watch my Master accomplish that?”

"That's true, but whether they can succeed is another question, and I don't think even if they do succeed, what will it matter?"

Tsbia smiled and continued:

"Pharaoh Ptolemy had two glorious periods in his life: one as a minister under Alexander the Great and the other as the Pharaoh of Egypt. However, he was not known as an alchemist during either of these illustrious periods. As a Heroic Spirit, you should be well aware of my thoughts, right?"

"You're just trying to say that the Pharaoh's magical talent is inferior to yours, right? So, having stolen his identity, aren't you afraid of losing this workshop even if you encounter the real one?"

Medea said thoughtfully.

Indeed, this was true; Pharaoh Ptolemy became an alchemist at the very end of his career.

As an alchemist, his abilities were certainly no match for the man before him who had once been the head of the Atlas Institute.

The Great Library of Alexandria was created by alchemists.

This is really bad news.

"Since you're not afraid, why did you try to stop me in the first place?" Medea asked as she floated down from the sky.

"The higher-ups are putting too much pressure on me. As an employee, I have to show some attitude."

It's hard to imagine that Tsbia, who was once in charge of one of the three major organizations of the Magic Association and is now the 27th Dead Apostle, would say that he is just an employee.

This inevitably makes one wonder.

Followed by.

Tsbia walked right past Medea, because the last "space transfer" portal had collapsed due to insufficient magic power.

Meanwhile, on Matouchi's side, the most crucial and important step was taking place—

—Utilizing catalytic communication to create a “boundary recording tape”.

At this moment, Matou Ike's consciousness was hacking into the final calculation machine called Elgo, along with Shion's spiritual nerve threads.

The simulated Holy Grail model has become stable.

The Servants summoned during that war were extremely special beings.

An exception among exceptions, a mystery among mysteries—it can only be established through the miracle of the third magic.

However, with the Great Library of Alexandria and the use of divine power in calculus, temporary imitation was possible.

However, it seems closer to the final tactics as a prototype...

Matou Ike had already activated his Deconstruction Mystic Eyes, preparing to record all the techniques.

"Hey, what's going on? The formula is definitely correct, so why can't I communicate with the realm recording tape?"

Shion tried several times but was still stuck at this step.

As a prospective Master, she couldn't quite understand it.

I've seen this so many times in Chaldea, even if the systems are different, I shouldn't have failed at this step.

"The reason is quite simple. To communicate with the World Record Belt, which is the Hall of Heroes, you need to drill a hole leading to the outside of the world. Fuyuki used the Greater Grail to accumulate 60 years' worth of magical energy to complete this step."

Matou Ike, smiling, continued:

"Other magicians in this world who summon heroic spirits either forcibly extract magic power from their own spiritual lands through various rituals to achieve this, or some more radical magicians directly detonate their spiritual lands to open the holes."

The spiritual veins here, which are essentially underwater volcanoes, are currently active, but haven't erupted yet. This means that opening a hole using magic is virtually impossible.

Ziyuan frowned: "Why didn't you say something so important sooner? Doesn't this mean the ceremony was a failure from the start? What's the point of me doing all this with you now?"

Despite Shion's questioning, Matouike still responded with a smile.

He looked at Ziyuan and spoke, word by word.

"Of course there are other ways, but if we want to get it done, we'll have to rely on you."

Chapter 420 Another Function of the Secret Chamber

"Rely on me? Are you kidding me? You were the one who came up with all the technology and ideas here!"

Inside the realm of spiritual computers, Shion stared helplessly at the inferior Holy Grail that had already been simulated.

She was probably already aware of the situation outside; Medea had exhausted her magic and had withdrawn from the battle.

If we cannot achieve success in time.

The consequences are predictable.

"The boundary record belt is nothing more than a true record of a planet, and this great library has a similar function. I have already confirmed this."

Matou Ike spoke slowly and deliberately behind Shion.

The Alexander the Great who was recently simulated is an example of this.

"Impossible. The records in this great library are simply insufficient to support the existence of Heroic Spirits. You should know this all too well."

Ziyuan retorted.

Matou Ike nodded.

“You’re right, so we need to use a different concept here.” Matou Ike said slowly, then walked to Shion’s side. “What do you think this Alexandria Grand Library is like?”

"Like what?" Ziyuan asked, somewhat puzzled. "If you mean something you discussed earlier, so you mean a locked room?"

Matou Ike nodded again; it was indeed easier to talk to intelligent people.