Two skeletal wyverns flew out from the void, pulling a chariot whose design was extremely familiar. Waver, who was rushing here, had an urge to tear up upon seeing this chariot. However, he understood very well that the one summoned right now was not that King, but likely an existence akin to a Body Double of that King.
But even so, this heart still wanted to beat intensely. Even if it was just that person's shadow, it would still make his heart surge with excitement. However, judging from the power displayed by this Body Double before him, it appeared somewhat darker compared to that King, perhaps because of the two skeletal wyverns pulling the chariot.
Retaining Iskandar's Noble Phantasm [Gordius Wheel] from her previous life, she could summon bone dragons to control it instead of the divine bulls that originally pulled the chariot.
Compared to the original [Gordius Wheel] and the trampling attack [Via Expugnatio] used with it, the rank would decrease. In exchange, she could use magecraft for precise manipulation and autonomous operation. However, if a large amount of magical energy were injected, its power level could also be increased in a short time. At least, that was the case right now.
Purple thunder roared constantly beneath the wheels of the entire chariot. Subsequently, accompanied by the input of magical energy, it gradually turned into crimson lightning. The release of a Heroic Spirit's Noble Phantasm was truly like a miracle. Watching the release of a Noble Phantasm from such close range was indeed somewhat exciting, though it could also give one a start.
Watching the warrior who had released her Noble Phantasm before her, Gray couldn't help but take a few steps back. She had to find a way to block the Noble Phantasm release of the warrior before her. Otherwise, the destructive power of this Noble Phantasm would also engulf her teacher, who was rushing over. She absolutely could not let such a thing happen!
Gray swung the scythe in her hand around, slicing the soul of the magus, who had just shown signs of becoming a wraith, in two. Subsequently, she used it as nourishment to strengthen the power of the weapon in her hand. Following that, the golden light became brighter and brighter.
The true form of this scythe was the anchor that maintained the texture of the world. The lance she used was the shadow of this anchor. But even as a shadow, it was difficult for Gray, who was originally human, to control. Therefore, it was usually sealed inside the Mystic Code Add, only to be released when necessary. The reason Add could transform into various weapons was also by utilizing the overflowing power of this Holy Lance.
Even with the double restrictions imposed by the Thirteen Restraints and the sealing Mystic Code, this Holy Lance would not lose that radiance.
"Oh ancient mystery, fade away! Let these simple riddles all return to nothingness! Gray (Gloom)... Rave (Revel)... Crave (Desire)... Deprave (Depravity)."
The girl's voice rang out slowly on this battlefield, sounding incomparably distant and mysterious, like a distant call from a dust-sealed cemetery. The golden light in the girl's hand gradually transformed into the form of a lance. A gleam of light also flashed in the girl's eyes. That golden light was like a dawn flashing amidst ancient ruins, or like the setting sun about to fall.
"Grave (Engrave)... me (upon me)..."
"Grave (Dig a grave)... for you (for you)."
Add's tone at this moment also began to gradually become formulaic. At this moment, he was just like an AI. "Simulated personality suspended. Magical energy collection rate exceeds the specified value. Commencing release of Second Stage Restraints."
Gray aimed the light in her hand at the front, at the chariot galloping towards her. After taking a deep breath, she said silently, "Holy Lance, weigh anchor."
The golden Holy Lance rotated rapidly, aiming in the direction of the chariot. Then, preparing to burst outward, she called out the name of the Holy Lance!
"[Rhongomyniad]——!"
The golden light collided with the ancient chariot in the next moment. The unknown Heroic Spirit standing on the chariot widened her eyes slightly. This was also a light from a distant era, or rather, possessing powerful divinity. She didn't expect that someone in this era could reproduce the shadow of this kind of attack, or perhaps the weapon in her hand was extremely special.
But this was also part of luck. The unknown Heroic Spirit, who had always been on the battlefield, sighed softly. Precisely because she had always run on the battlefield, she would acknowledge that whether it was a person's luck or the weapon in their hand, they were all part of that person. If she could display the might of that miraculous weapon, then her own failure wouldn't be unacceptable.
So I misjudged a little. The girl before me has gradually grown into an excellent, qualified warrior. As long as she continues to grow...
Ah...
This Heroic Spirit had no more time to think. The golden light engulfed everything directly. Because of the loss of her Master, the Gordius Wheel right now hadn't reached its strongest explosive state. Compared to the shadow of the Holy Lance before her, it was still slightly inferior.
No way out, I can only exit like this.
When the golden light gradually dissipated, the field had returned to silence. Whether it was the flying wheel or that unknown Heroic Spirit, they had all vanished without a trace. The Heroic Spirits present could be considered safe for the time being, as long as they could eliminate that guy who called himself the projection of the 72 Demon God Pillars' consciousness.
And in the first hall, the Demon God Pillar whip flung by the girl wearing bizarre armor was colliding with a large number of magical chains. It was simply diamond cut diamond. The whip and chains collided constantly, tangling together, tightening rapidly to destroy each other, or their tips collided at the same position, shattering each other.
The girl constantly swung the weapon in her hand. Those surrounding whips resembling Demon God Pillars were also twisting constantly. The floor of the entire space was covered with chain fragments that hadn't completely dissipated into magical energy, as well as stone-like debris left after the Demon God Pillar-like whips shattered completely.
"More! Give me more! Onii-sama! Onii-sama——!! Hahahaha!!"
The girl was laughing wantonly, jumping forward constantly on the fragment-covered ground. Her hands rose and fell constantly. Although she was commanding those weapons, it was like dancing. It was just that such a dance should be accompanied by fresh blood, not scattered petals.
Not only that, as if supervising the girl and checking how the containment of this ancient blacksmith was going, two Demon God Pillars that were gradually becoming thicker began to coil on the wall.