Magician in Type-Moon

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As she thought this, her fighting spirit waned, and even her gun-wielding movements gradually slowed down.

Anyone who has been on the battlefield can see that Lancer is full of openings at this moment, which is the best opportunity to launch a sneak attack.

Several magical meteors hurtled from the horizon and struck Lancer, who was still clearing out the minions.

"Finally... I've finally found you!"

He cleaved the oncoming meteor in two with a backhand shot.

Facing the direction where Caster appeared, a ferocious and terrifying expression appeared on his face, his pupils dilated into vertical slits, staring intently at the direction from which the meteor had come.

(I originally wanted to include a picture of Kagura making a funny face, but the facial expressions in Gintama are a bit too much, so I'll skip it.)

The madness released from her body swept across the entire battlefield.

Chapter 38 "You are a dragon, that's fine too" (Please add to your favorites! Please recommend!)

"Ahhh, what are you going to do?"

At the summit of Mount Enzo, Iskandar raised his longsword and cleaved a gash in the sky, from which a thunderous roar emerged from nothingness.

A massive divine bull galloped in front of the two, its hooves treading on thunder and lightning.

"Kid, what are you standing there for? Hurry up and come up. It would be a shame not to experience the end of the battle firsthand."

Seeing his Master dawdling, Rider waved his hand, put his arm around Waver's waist, hoisted him onto his shoulder, and pulled on the reins with his other hand, galloping towards Ryudouji Temple.

"What are you doing, what are you doing, Rider!"

The panicked cries echoed through the mountains and forests, and coupled with Webber's comical gesticulation, it could be described as a humorous comedy.

......

Caster stood unharmed on the eaves of the mountain gate, in the direction from which the magic bullet had been fired.

Her gaze was cold and her posture upright, making her appear exceptionally aloof in the stormy night.

Just as Lancer's spear broke through layers of obstruction and reached her, Caster used the [Spatial Transfer] magic, imitated by [Time Control] and [High-Speed ​​Divine Word], to forcibly evade the fatal attack.

After successfully evading the attack, Caster quickly hid in the shadows, using sorcery to break Lancer's spirit and instructing his familiars to harass and create chaos, waiting for an opportunity to deliver a fatal blow.

"As expected, most of those who can become Heroic Spirits are people with strong wills," Caster muttered to himself.

She looked at the attack that had failed and instead revealed her position, a cold smile appearing on her face. Although the attack had not achieved the desired effect, she did not take it to heart, after all, it was just an experiment.

Thunder rumbled and rain pounded on the ground, casting a tense atmosphere over the entire Ryudong Temple.

Several arcs of magical light pierced through from Caster's direction. Lancer quickly dodged, and the magical arcs, like blades of light, sliced ​​through the bluestone bricks of Ryudouji Temple, leaving fragments as if they were about to cut the entire courtyard into pieces.

Immediately following was a claw strike from the 'Komainu' statue, which fell high above Lancer's head with a 'boom,' as if it were about to slam him into the ground.

But Lancer was not one to be easily suppressed. Her spear pierced through the stone claws of the 'Komainu', its tip flashing with dazzling magic, instantly penetrating the stone claws.

As the magic was released, the stone statue's entire right arm turned to dust, and the rubble scattered everywhere.

The offensive was far from over. The stone-based 'komainu' knew nothing of pain. It was just a right arm; it smashed its head directly at Lancer.

Lancer casually extinguished the incoming arc of magic with a single shot, then leaped into the air, nimbly dodging the 'Komainu's' headbutt attack, and landed on its head.

She tensed her right leg and exerted force, filling the space with magic. Her feet had already stomped into the top of the 'Komainu's' skull, using the stone head of the 'Komainu' as a stepping stone to transform its attack into potential energy.

Then, with a leap, Lancer, like an arrow released from a bow, carried immense force and met the dazzling magical attack head-on towards Caster's location, his entire body moving through the air like a bolt of lightning towards his target.

Seeing this, Caster's eyes flashed with a cold smile. A wand appeared in her hand, shimmering with dazzling light. She quickly chanted a spell, and an even more magnificent magic circle unfolded beneath her feet.

But there's no need to pay attention to it or care about it.

Frustration gradually transforms into anger, and depression into elation. The magical power of these emotions rises, stimulating the heart and continuously expanding one's strength.

The tip of her spear pierced the airflow, the sound of it cutting through the wind like the roar of the spear in her hand, full of an indomitable and fearless spirit.

The azure magic followed her like lightning, propelling her forward and instantly bringing Caster into its attack range.

That was the shot, thrusting forward suddenly.

The spear, carrying surging magic, pierced straight into Caster's heart. The spearhead cut through the air with a sharp whistling sound, as if it would tear apart all obstacles in its path.

But the magic circle beneath Caster's feet lit up instantly, freezing both figures in place like statues.

Everything within the area covered by the magic circle is affected.

"It's actually a spatial confinement? Caster can actually do this."

Kenneth's words of amazement came from Lancer's heart; he seemed completely unconcerned about the situation of his Servants.

"Use that, Lancer. It's not comfortable to play the conventional way in someone else's home turf."

"it is good."

Lancer replied calmly that she didn't particularly like that posture, but since it was her Master's request.

The Dragon Heart began to violently strike his chest, the magic on his body became more concentrated, and his restrained body began to tremble slightly.

The armor on his body began to slowly melt, and a layer of black substance began to adhere to the ends of his long white hair.

The serrated plates on the feet twisted and deformed, the surging magic began to protest, and the stagnation of space seemed to be no longer firm.

Caster seemed to realize something was wrong and charged straight into Lancer's spear. His abdomen was slashed open by the spear tip, but not a drop of blood flowed.

Lancer seemed to be in pain as well, her body curling up as molten iron from her armor flowed down her body.

The area around his left eye on his face was marked with black marks, as if he had been burned by flames.

The blood vessels connected to the Dragon Heart began to transmit blue-green magic power throughout the body.

In some areas, the skin began to harden, forming a scale-like shell that trembled slightly, as if breathing, absorbing magic into the body and then expelling it.

In each of these cycles, the magical aura emanating from Lancer subtly changed.

Although Caster had been pierced through the guts by a spear, he still slowly approached Lancer's main body.

She took a few slow, deliberate steps, as if the treasure she had been searching for was right before her.

Lancer stared at the scene before him, speechless, his body gradually transforming and contorting.

The body is eroding from within, recalling its true self, the self that has shed the name 'Lancelot'.

No longer needing to rely on the power of the Synchro, this body will abandon the name of Lancelot.

The magic power on his body was gradually evaporating, and sharp spikes were tearing through his skin and squeezing outwards, making him look like a monster.

The blood dripping from the wound suddenly froze mid-air as it descended. The spatial confinement was still in effect, but its effectiveness was greatly reduced.

Caster finally reached Lancer, cupped her face in his hand, and whispered in her ear:

"You're a dragon, that's good..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Caster's head drooped unnaturally, and he fell silent, like a corpse.

However, a sudden surge of high and unstable magical energy appeared on the 'corpse,' with magical noises erupting within its body and cracks beginning to appear on its surface.

Light spilled out from the cracks in the shell, and unstable magic rubbed and collided inside the 'corpse', as if it had reached some kind of critical value.

The light suddenly contracted, and the corpse gradually dimmed.

'boom'

Caster's 'corpse' exploded like a bomb, the [Spatial Imprisonment] magic circle collapsed directly, and the shock wave generated from the center directly cut the courtyard wall in half, and the attic began to collapse.

The resulting debris was pulverized in the subsequent shockwaves.

The rain, no longer bound by magic, began to fall to the ground, washing away the smoke left by the explosion.

At the epicenter of the explosion, a pair of enormous black dragon wings protected the Servant in the center.

Chapter 39 "The Mad Dragon" (Please add to your favorites! Please recommend!)

Dragon.

For Caster, it is a precious memory.

Betrayal was the main theme of her life, yet the dragon remained loyal by her side throughout.

Unprovoked thoughts surged forth, only to be crushed by Caster's single hand.

She turned to look at the center of the explosion, where the smoke and dust gradually dissipated as the rain washed away the debris.

There, a half-dragon, half-human monster with black wings on its back, feet like a beast, and wielding two guns appeared where Lancer had been.

Despite being transformed into a monster, Lancer's original appearance can still be discerned from the human portion.

"Did we go a little too far? How did we manage to bring out this monster?" Caster muttered to himself, a hint of sarcasm in his voice.

She casually plucked a few strands of hair and sprinkled them in front of her.

Strands of hair danced in the air, hovering around Caster and forming a complex magic circle.

A fierce glint flashed in her eyes, clearly showing no fear of the monster before her.

Lancer's new form exudes a powerful dragon's aura, its eyes filled with wildness and fury.

With a flap of her wings, she vanished from her spot in an instant, transforming into a black shadow as she pounced on Caster. The twin pistols in her hands gleamed with an eerie blue light, carrying the power to destroy everything.

A storm of magic and air currents followed closely behind Lancer, whipping up sand and water from the ground.

Wherever it passed, it swept through like a hurricane, carving a deep trench in the ground and tearing apart and destroying the surrounding trees and buildings.

The remaining 'komainu' and 'dragon tooth soldiers' guarded Caster's front.

After Caster raised his hand to signal, everyone rushed forward, fearlessly blocking the charging 'mad dragon'.

Lancer's speed seems to have been slowed down.

Bone fragments and rubble were shredded by the magical storm and scattered everywhere. The torrent of madness and magic danced wildly under her control, constantly destroying the stones that blocked her way.

"Dragon, what is your wish?"

Despite the ever-approaching crisis, Caster even had the leisure to talk to the other party.

Even a novice magician, or even a simple ordinary person, would know to take shelter before the storm blows in.

"What, you want to grant my wish?"

A clear sound came from the storm, completely out of place with the monster before them.