Magician in Type-Moon

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She was doomed the moment the orange fell into it.

Although Aozaki Touko didn't see through the magic trick, her conclusion was still accurate.

There are only two ways to kill Araya Sōren.

One method is to completely cleanse that space outside the eroded world with a saturation-style magical impact.

"This is really difficult."

The construction of the magic in Matou Ike's hands had already begun long ago, and the little magic power he had left was leaking out at the speed of a dam releasing its floodgates.

The last remaining Command Seal on his hand was also fading rapidly.

The fighting continued for several days without any respite.

As soon as their own magic power was restored, they had to use it again, leaving not a single drop of magic power left to restore their Command Seals.

"Stars gather, radiance abounds, I, with the wrath of the heavens... starlight, transform into a rain of destruction, descending upon this place to annihilate everything."

"Let's unite, let's unite, let's unite..."

"Star of Heavenly Light... Become reality, obey my principles, bear the covenant, for this is the time of destruction!"

This is the most powerful magic that Matou Ike can currently construct, and it is designed to be refined and ensure that it can be released.

He didn't even use the technique of high-speed chanting.

This is the "star" in Medea's "sun, moon, and stars".

It's an extraordinary magic trick!

This attack was delivered without reservation!

Chapter 253 Q&A

"A clone?" Araya Sōren, whose body was bound in place and unable to move, asked calmly as he looked at the worms that were constantly gathering into human shapes on the ruins in front of him.

After killing Touko, Araya Sōren's first reaction was to quickly escape the area using a series of "spatial transfers," because the moment Touko shouted "Matou, make your move," he sensed a huge magical fluctuation coming from above him.

However, it was too late the moment he tried to initiate "spatial transfer".

Although Orange is dead, her projection magic eye is like that projection machine. As long as there is still magic inside, it will continuously apply the concept of "binding" to him, making him unable to move.

On this point, Araya Sōren made the wrong choice from the very beginning.

He was too confident when he took the orange and didn't destroy its magic eye immediately, which led to his current predicament.

He knew he only had two choices: either use up the last of his magic power to break free of his restraints and escape as quickly as possible.

Secondly, they can stay and use their unused backup plan to catch the magic trick that is about to fall from the sky.

At this moment, making a choice doesn't seem like a difficult thing.

But that's only what it looks like.

The slightly slender clone of Matou Ike finally coalesced. He greeted Araya Souren before him, speaking in a slightly mocking tone:

"Looks like Orange is doing pretty well. You don't seem to be able to break free from this level of constraints."

"Your condition isn't very good either." Araya Souren replied indifferently to Matou Ike's provocative words.

Judging from the state of this clone, it's clear that Matou Ike's magical power is now completely depleted.

This is one of the reasons why he did not choose to leave voluntarily.

He knew Shirai Rio's fighting ability; it was impossible for Matou Ike to come before him unscathed after that battle.

"Indeed, after the magic was completed, the original body is still lying dead on the rooftop. Even this clone used to restrict your escape is in terrible condition."

Matou Ike smiled faintly. He explained the purpose of this clone: ​​to prevent Araya Souren from expending magical energy to break free before the magic was fully constructed and then escape.

Although magic cannot achieve what ordinary humans, including magicians, cannot do, magic is something that ordinary humans cannot do no matter what.

However, in terms of destructive power alone, magic performed by a first-rate magician with sufficient power is not necessarily inferior to magic.

Although magic is a concept that transcends theory, the harm it can cause within the realm of theory cannot be ignored.

Just like in the realm of technology, modern humans have already created things like nuclear bombs.

This is a product of theory, and in terms of power and effect alone, it is no less powerful than magic.

Araya Sōren nodded. There was indeed nothing wrong with this approach, but the premise was that the terrifying magic being constructed in the sky could completely destroy his existence.

Araya Sōren shook his head, his gaze fixed on the magic array that was gradually taking shape in the sky. It was the first time he had faced something he was uncertain about.

The appearance of Matou Ike's clone blocked his path of exhausting his magic power to break free and escape.

"How much longer?" Araya Sōren asked, turning to Matou Ike.

“It looks like it will take another two or three minutes, after all, this magic trick wasn’t shortened to ensure the effect.” Matou Ike scratched his head. “I have some questions for you to take this opportunity to ask.”

Before Araya Souren could respond, Matou Ike asked to herself:

"Your ability is a Reality Marble, right? Did Beelzebub give it to you?"

Araya Sōren thought in silence for a while, then nodded and replied, "That's right. This is the reward I received from my deal with Him. It's a very useful ability, a part that was extracted from the Blood Ring of Principle."

Matou Ike continued, "Can you tell me what His purpose is? After all, it seems that you two don't have a common goal, which makes me quite puzzled."

"It doesn't hurt to tell you this information. His target is you, or rather, another version of you."

This question didn't involve Araya Souren's other plans, and it might even interfere with the other party's judgment later, so Araya Souren spoke up generously.

"another me?"

Seeing that Matouike was confused, Araya Souren had no choice but to continue answering:

"What He seeks is your origin state, which is why I, as an origin magician, was able to make a deal with Him. Gods are not so easy to deal with."

Origin? Matou Ike paused for a moment.

Is there anything special about my origins?

There is indeed something special about it, namely that they were not native to this universe in their previous life, if this universe is considered their original world.

The concepts of the previous life are completely the same as the standards of the other world.

So what did Beelzebub want?

That world has no such thing as magic; it's an extremely ordinary place.

It couldn't possibly be those memories...

But what's the use of that?

Even if a god-like being possesses those memories, what can they possibly do?

Regardless of how the world has completely changed, Matou Ike himself hasn't been able to make good use of his precognitive abilities to accomplish anything.

I can't figure it out...

"Can't understand? I can't understand either. In my opinion, if that person is pursuing control of the entire world, it would be more reasonable for him to compete with me for Ryougi Shiki."

Araya Sōren himself couldn't understand why the man in front of him didn't exist like Ryougi Shiki, and didn't have a body connected to the Root.

In his view, Matou Ike possesses top-notch talent and may be the magician who will eventually reach the Root.

But apart from that, there's nothing special about it.

Perhaps it exists, but he simply failed to discover it.

The answers to all these questions may only emerge once we trace the origins of the person named Matouchi.

The scene of the two asking and answering questions was like that of colleagues doing research in the same laboratory, both of them unable to figure out where the problem was when faced with a variable.

“Since that is a god, according to you, He can mobilize the power of the Blood Ring, which means He has a certain ability to intervene in reality.” Matou Ike, sensing the magical construct in the sky, said calmly:

"If His target is me, then why hasn't He made a move against me yet?"

Matou Ike asked a stupid question; the truth is obvious.

Although he could guess some of the answers, Matou Ike wanted to get the answer to this question from Araya Souren himself, as that would allow him to be truly certain about something.

Araya Souren silently looked at Matou Ike, seemingly trying to understand why Matou Ike was spouting such nonsense. He didn't think Matou Ike couldn't understand this, but he still replied:

"It's a meaningless question. Your origin hasn't awakened yet, so naturally He won't take action against you."

Chapter 254 The brief ending

"Is that so? Then I'm relieved."

Having received the answer she expected, Matou Ike smiled, easing her doubts.

Sensing that the magic above the sky had been completed, Matou Ike looked at Araya Souren and pointed to the hole in the ceiling.

"One last question. You seem confident enough to defend against that thing. Is there some preparation you haven't used yet?"

Araya Sōren nodded slightly. The effect of Aozaki Tōko's projection magic eye was gradually fading as the magic power dissipated.

"That's right, I still have my last trump card."

Having received an affirmative answer, Matou Ike narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he had already anticipated this, and smiled gently.

"As expected, it's impossible to get rid of you so easily. I guess I have no choice but to admit defeat. Let me see your last resort so I can be better prepared for the future."

Both of them spoke calmly, as if they had already accepted that this matter would end this way.

The starry sky above the clouds was incredibly dazzling at that moment.

The magic I inherited from the magician of the Age of Gods is now ready.

Araya Sōren slightly raised her head, gazing up at the starry sky that seemed on the verge of collapse.

"A magic trick of this scale... I think I understand why you're special now..."

The starlight above grew brighter, and the flow of magic once again surged and danced wildly in this space.

The magic circle in the sky was complete, and dazzling light poured down like shooting stars towards where Araya Zonglian was.

As those 18 billion specks of starlight descended from the sky at an extraordinary speed, space seemed to be torn apart by layers of transparent ripples.

“I can’t defend against it on my own…” Araya Sōren murmured, a barely perceptible glint in his eyes.

The binding spell that Aozaki Touko's Projection Mystic Eyes had cast on Araya Sōren had somehow disintegrated.