Magician in Type-Moon

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How could we just let the divine body be moved here directly under the aggregation of the gods?

Night Robbery Akira was not just bait, but the trap itself!

In other words, this struggle and conflict never existed from the very beginning.

It's just one-sided exploitation.

Damn!

Thump—!

"Please...please...please!! I'll do anything!"

Medea frowned as she looked at the young man who had suddenly knelt before her.

Then she looked at Kiz beside her, her expression saying: Is this how you Wandering Seas teach your disciples? Is this still a magician? I'm glad I didn't join you.

"Don't look at me like that. Do you want me to kneel down and beg for mercy too?" Kiz scratched his head, pretending not to understand Medea's expression, and said incoherently:

"It's not impossible. If you're willing to help my little apprentice, I can tolerate having to kneel before you."

Medea rolled her eyes upon hearing this, clearly having no interest in his pretentious act.

However, Kiz seemed completely oblivious, still muttering to himself, "I'm going to kneel down... I'm going to kneel down?... I'm really going to kneel down!!"

As he muttered to himself, he slowly bent his knees in a mocking manner, a comical gesture that starkly contrasted with his serious demeanor.

"Enough!" Medea finally spoke up, her tone tinged with annoyance. "Stop acting! You've already figured it out; these two little ones' lives aren't essential to our original plan. So, they don't need my help."

She paused, her gaze sweeping over Bai Ruolong and the dying Ye Jieya Jiliang on the ground, her tone slightly cold but clear:

"As long as you cooperate with our plan, the two of them can return to normal. They will just lose their mystical abilities and become ordinary people."

Then he looked at Kiz again: "The only compensation I refuse is the one you just proposed. No matter how wishful you are, it's impossible."

Bai Ruolong was stunned, clearly surprised by this sudden condition.

He turned to look at his master, only to see Kiz, who had been exposed, looking up at the sky, seemingly lost in thought.

He had no choice but to turn to Medea, his voice hurried and tinged with barely concealed unease.

"If you agree, can you really help her recover?"

Faced with Bai Ruolong's questioning, Medea casually explained:

"Of course you can. What's happening inside is essentially separating power and soul consciousness. So as long as you go inside and give up that part of the power, you can be affected by its mysterious influence and restore the consciousness and soul of you and this girl that are entangled because of the unification of power."

Bai Ruolong nodded, a resolute glint in her eyes: "I understand. So what should I do?"

Medea smiled gently, her tone still calm: "Just do what you can do now, and someone will teach you once you're inside."

Bai Ruolong didn't ask any more questions. He lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then looked at his teacher, Kiz, "I'm sorry, Master..."

Immediately, the pounding heart reappeared in his hand.

Press it into your chest.

The translucent phantom wings on its back radiated a magma-like glow.

His body was covered in armor that was neither scales nor metal.

If I had to describe it, it's like layers of rock, with red veins pulsating across its surface.

His magical power is also increasing explosively.

It transformed into a streak of light and vanished into the darkness.

"You brat!" Kiz shook his head and sighed.

Medea looked at him with a rather amused expression: "Were you just testing whether he was qualified to be an ordinary person?"

Kiz paused for a moment upon hearing this, then smiled and said, "You can't say that. After all, this brat grew up as an experimental subject. Magicians are different from ordinary people. I just want to see how far this kid is willing to go for this girl."

“I’m getting more and more annoyed with guys like you,” Medea said bluntly.

"That's because you've stopped resembling a magician..." He paused, his expression twisting slightly. "Speaking of which, really no compensation? Can't you be a little more accommodating?"

"Of course not. You chose to gamble, so you should know the principle of 'winner takes all'."

Although Medea rejected the man before her without even considering it, she already knew exactly what kind of compensation this man wanted—

Kiz, a divine magician from the Wandering Sea, is also one of the three magicians involved in the Elgo Eater experiment.

Of the three pillars within Elgo's body, one was the very thing he had buried inside.

Now that Elgo is forced to act as a "reagent" in Matouchi's plan, it means that the power of a pillar god will be extracted from his body to react with the power inside Orochi.

That last part will become an integral part of the entire ceremony.

Elgo would then permanently lose a pillar of the gods, which would be equivalent to dying once.

And this pillar must be the one most closely related to the power of the God of Night Calamity.

It's highly likely that it's the pillar that Kiz buried.

The compensation he wants now is probably—

"I want to leave half of the god inside Elgo."

The man smiled wryly, then said:

"Let's exchange one piece of information. It'll definitely be useful information for you."

Medea raised an eyebrow, wondering what kind of information this guy could have to exchange for half of a god. There shouldn't be anything in this world more valuable than a god, unless it was a god of a higher level than this one.

"If you're talking about your Ghoul God's plan, then there's no need to say more; we already have that information."

"Of course I know that. It must be those guys from the Atlas Institute. After all, things have already turned out like this, and they haven't made a move yet. It's really strange."

He paused, his eyes flickering subtly:

"However, the information I'm about to share isn't about this experiment. What I'm about to tell you will definitely be beneficial to you."

Medea was slightly puzzled.

"What is it? Is it really necessary to keep us in suspense like this?"

"Of course, I can only say it if you agree... Otherwise, even if I only reveal the direction, I will be held responsible for it."

Kiz replied mysteriously.

"That's really interesting. The deal is done, so tell us what you've got."

Medea changed her attitude because she had just received information from Matou Ike that made her accept the deal with Kiz.

"What I want to talk about is information about an organization called Chaldea that appeared in the Holy Grail War you participated in eight years ago..."

Medea's pupils contracted upon hearing this; she hadn't expected this guy to actually have such a bombshell to reveal.

Chapter 392 Fighting Yourself 3k

Bai Ruolong's feelings at this moment:

On Mount Kuchiroku, a chaotic battle of powers erupted, and the monsters that were so powerful that even with all their might, they could not defeat them.

But it was not a chance encounter.

Bai Ruolong took a deep breath, her consciousness flowing into the inner side of the giant serpent along with the contract with the God of Night Calamity.

He felt himself instantly enveloped by a strange presence, a contradictory feeling that was both repulsive and accepting.

The giant serpent's massive body trembled slightly, as if sensing his arrival. Bai Ruolong's method was not a simple intrusion, but rather she directly merged her existence into this chaotic domain constructed of divinity, becoming a part of the God of Night Calamity.

The surrounding scenery became blurry, as if he were in a boundless, distorted space. His consciousness was forcibly pulled in countless directions, leaving him momentarily at a loss.

"What should I do next?" Bai Ruolong murmured to herself.

He had assumed that the magician from the Age of Gods who had instructed him to act would provide guidance beforehand, but it turned out that he had been left behind.

His goal was clear, but he lacked a clear path to follow.

His gaze swept forward, and he noticed another familiar figure. Elgo's six phantom hands, like burning flames, were wildly waving, tearing everything around them apart.

Bai Ruolong stared at the man's back, his mind filled with chaotic thoughts, but he soon had no time to think, as a strong sense of repulsion swept over him like a tidal wave.

That was the will of the God of Night Calamity—an absolutely inviolable presence, carrying the essence of destruction and oppression, aimed directly at him.

It turned out to be the case.

Bai Ruolong suddenly realized why no one had given clear guidance. The answer wasn't revealed through logical deduction, but through action and confrontation.

The God of Night Calamity, as a whole constructed from divinity (the record of God's consciousness) and power, simply cannot tolerate the intrusion of any foreign entity, especially at this crucial moment.

Before fighting the outside world, you must first make peace with the inside.

Bai Ruolong sensed that after the God of Night Calamity realized her intrusion, he stopped his struggle with the "demon" and "Matouchi".

The immense will turned inward, launching a full-scale attack on the invader. Countless pressures converged from the chaos, surging towards him like a tsunami.

No, I can't let myself be crushed!

Bai Ruolong forced himself to calm down. He knew that this was both a crisis and the only chance to break through.

"Dragon's Prison!"

Bai Ruolong began to mobilize the portion of her available powers.

This originates from Mount Etna—

It was as if I heard the sound of something being peeled away from the depths of my soul.

Bai Ruolong's Dragon - Taizu Dragon Typhon.

Rather than calling him a dragon species, it would be more appropriate to say that he is the origin of dragon species in the Western world.

Its name, derived from the word "typhoon," has been passed down to the present day.

The youngest son of Gaia, the Earth Mother Goddess, and Tartarus, the incarnation of Naraku.

A monster created by Gaia's vengeful heart in the face of the unruly Zeus.

He was also the father of Hydra, the serpent that corrupted Heracles, the greatest hero of Greece.

Led by the Hydra, numerous derivative works have been created.

Like the python in Mongolian mythology, the most famous giant serpent in Japan, Yamata no Orochi, or Oki no Kami, who is regarded as a serpent, is sometimes regarded as the same being.