The Epic Story of the Heroic Spirit of Emiya Giant Warrior

Its brilliance is not merely destruction, but a purifying force that incinerates everything, accompanied by the radiance of dawn, dispelling endless darkness, and recasting the world under the glory of the morning.

Shirou Emiya is not a deity. What he projects is merely the shell of a divine construct, only a superficial afterimage, unable to touch the true divinity of the twin swords.

Moreover, Andariel, at whom their blades are pointed, is nothing more than a 'false god' who has stolen the power of a god!

The moment the twin swords fell, heaven and earth seemed to freeze. Andariel's [Moon God's Bow] was already as full as the full moon, the divine arrow tearing through the sky with a light of destruction, the silver arc resembling a sharp blade of the firmament.

In an instant, cracks spread rapidly, and accompanied by a deafening roar, the shell of the twin swords finally shattered, transforming into countless motes of light scattering in the air.

Even so, its final strike was not without effect. Although the Moon God's arrow broke through the defense of the twin swords, it had already been weakened.

The unstoppable divine arrow was deflected by the aftershock of the slash, and its power gradually dissipated. The silver arrow lost its original lethal force, and its trajectory was no longer precise.

The cold wind blew, and the snowfield covered with countless sword blades returned to its deathly silence once more, while that weakened, deflected divine arrow was completely submerged in the icy embrace of the endless snowfield, turning into nothingness.

"That kid... to think he could project something to this extent!"

The elven scholar gnashed her teeth inwardly.

The residual light scattered in all directions, falling like a meteor shower. Riveria whispered softly, the [Elven King's Crest] operating at full power.

However, before they could relax from the returning magic power, Shirou had already begun the next stage of forging.

Moreover, in this Lower World, there was neither 'God's Fire' for him to use, nor any true 'divine materials' at his disposal.

Therefore, Shirou was not creating a brand new divine weapon, but creating the work he was most skilled at—a counterfeit.

Shamelessly plagiarizing, limitlessly borrowing, unscrupulously stealing, using every means possible...

Just like the scorpion that stole heavenly fire, Shirou wanted to steal the core of a divine artifact and forge it into his own sword.

"The Spirit of Thought is the imprint of an elevated status."

"Next, the shell of the divine sword will be forged from this endless array of swords."

At the same time, on the boundless snowfield, every sword—the swords that Shirou Emiya had replicated in countless battles—rose from the snow.

Countless weapons soared into the sky, drawn by an invisible force, converging towards the center of the barrier.

Whether it was a rusty, broken blade or a radiant, divine weapon, they all began to crumble under this invisible pressure.

In the sky, Orion's arrow burned fiercely like a blazing 'sun'. It was not a true sun disc, but a core interwoven with the divine arrow bearing divine power and the goddess's thoughts.

Every sliver of light, carrying the afterimage of heroic feats, was ultimately accepted by this divine arrow.

However, the intensity of this magic power far exceeded her expectations. The magic power rushed into her body at an uncontrollable speed, almost tearing her apart.

Riveria's face instantly turned pale, feeling immense pressure rapidly building in her brain, a sharp pain like needles piercing her.

Even so, she still gritted her teeth, holding the staff tightly with both hands, struggling to prevent the pain in her body from shaking her will.

Her thoughts were chaotic, her vision gradually blurred, the agony almost swallowing her whole, but she still gritted her teeth, forcibly locking this violent magic power within the circulation of the [Elven King's Crest].

The surface of his skin began to crack, blood flowing out from the fissures, staining his tattered armor red, dripping onto the pure white snow, dyeing the earth crimson.

He was covered in blood, his face pale, but his eyes were still fixed on the light ahead, with no hint of wavering in his expression.

[Nine Lives]!

[The effect of the skill [Roadless Valhalla] is activated.]

Feeling that power within his body, Shirou smiled softly.

He let the magic power tear his body apart, his body leaning forward for a moment, but in the next moment, the man stood firm again, and an even more intense flame burned in his eyes.

Shirou, wielding this magic power, swung the nearly completed [Sword].

And at this moment, Andariel also drew back his bow like never before.

"All the divine power I've stolen... is within it..."

"...Artemis, Goddess, the divine power you've been absorbed is a bit too much."

Orion's Arrow can directly penetrate the Moon God's divine power. In the face of this targeted God-slaying power, even a hundredfold difference would be easily surpassed.

Shirou said softly: "Then, let's add 'constraints'."

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Chapter 149: Constraints and Divine Will.

The main defense line of Orario is handled by the Loki Familia. Although Riveria is temporarily absent, powerful combatants such as Aiz, Finn, and Gareth are still enough to support the front line.

The elite team of the Loki Familia quickly deployed at various entrances, attempting to contain the monsters of the Dungeon in the first few levels. However, with the continuation of the Labyrinth Riot, the number and strength of the monsters became increasingly difficult to control.

[Hero] Finn himself took action to finally end this tenacious monster.

Such monsters should only roam in the lower levels of the dungeon, but now they are ignoring level restrictions and recklessly衝擊 the adventurers' lines.

Fortunately, the Loki Familia's ranks include [Sword Princess] Aiz Wallenstein. With the blessing of [Avenger], even the incredibly durable Blood Dragon can be killed with a single sword strike, instantly ending the battle.

Beast Men, monsters from the thirty-seventh floor, are two meters tall, have huge curved horns, black skin, red hair, and yellow eyes, and resemble minotaurs.

Skeleton Sheep, also monsters from the thirty-seventh floor, are composed entirely of bones, about 140 centimeters long, and appear fragile, but are extremely difficult to deal with.

More troublesome is that the Beast Men and Skeleton Sheep can actually cooperate with each other, the former suppressing with powerful melee capabilities, and the latter launching attacks from a distance, making the situation on the battlefield even more precarious.

Their fighting styles and skills are more like well-trained warriors than ordinary monsters. As the most dangerous warrior-type monsters on the thirty-seventh floor besides rare monsters, their appearance puts great pressure on the adventurers.

As a substitute, [Thousand Elf] Lefiya, escorted by Alicia, travels back and forth between various battlefields, repeatedly casting the magic [Ars Fimbulvetr] and [High Victory Sword].

"We'll hold down the fort here. You guys take a rest."

Finn finally breathed a sigh of relief.

And just at this moment, a majestic figure suddenly crossed the adventurers' line and charged into the enemy ranks alone.

Lv.7, [Brute] Ottar.

The monsters' claws and fangs fell on him one after another, but they had no effect as if hitting steel. The Boar-Man's movements were as swift as a storm, his twin swords waving, and the great power brought down took the lives of several monsters with each strike.

The [Brute]'s battle was a one-sided massacre, and the monsters' attacks seemed to him to be just insignificant caresses.

Ottar ignored the monsters' roars, his eyes only on the front. His speed did not slow down at all, quickly clearing most of the battlefield, allowing the other adventurers to catch their breath for a moment.

"That boar with disgusting stamina can probably kill here for three days and three nights."

The Dungeon's Riot became more intense, but the gods on the surface all quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

【The Horizon of Dawn that Burns Away and Drives Back the Myriad Seas (Sul-Sagana)】

Possessed by Zababa, the Mesopotamian god of war, these are the supreme divine twin swords created between heaven and earth.

Even so, these two "pseudo-divine constructs" still possess formidable power, containing a trace of the divine swords' remaining might.

Even if they are merely false divine armaments, their existence is enough to shake the boundaries of the mortal realm.

Therefore, even if they are only "pseudo," even if these projections are merely phantoms that possess only the form, they can still resist Andaril's divine power and block the divine arrow symbolizing destruction.

When the divine arrow clashed with the twin swords, a deafening tearing sound erupted in the air. The emerald and fiery radiance swayed under the fierce impact, and subtle cracks appeared on the outer shell of the giant swords, like a prelude to the collapse of mountains.

After the outer shell shattered, the interior of the twin swords was empty, devoid of any content. They were originally just phantoms with only the form. The shattered divine twin swords, like a void mirror image, dissipated in the wind, leaving only fragments of light.

The arrow fell into this vast, white sword wasteland, and the silver light disappeared without a trace in the snow.

On the other side, Shirou Emiya's projected twin swords, although merely superficial "pseudo" objects, were still powerful enough to make the four Lv.6 elves feel a sharp loss of mental power. As the twin swords took shape, the four almost simultaneously felt an invisible pressure sweeping in.

In an instant, the shattered light was condensed, transforming into a vast and pure energy, reabsorbed into the staff in her hand, and smoothly guided into Riveria's body, returning to the magic power cycle once again.

What Shirou Emiya was doing was not forging a brand new divine armament. Such a miracle was not something he could touch with his rank.

The only thing he could use was an 'Orion Arrow' containing divine power, and the thoughts of the goddess who coexisted with it—the divine power carried by this arrow, plus the goddess's divine thoughts, were all he could utilize, and also the core and foundation of the entire miracle.

"The Unlimited Blade Works is a furnace for forging miracles."

"The divine arrow is the sword core that constitutes the divine construct."

"Heroic feats are the contents of the divine sword."

The [Philosopher's Stone] hanging around Shirou's neck swayed gently in the wind and snow. Suddenly, accompanied by a low rumble, the red, dazzling gemstone suddenly shattered, turning into countless tiny crystals that dissipated into the cold wind.

The sword's edge shimmered with a cold light, like the stars in the sky, resonating with his will in this endless sea of swords.

The sword blade shattered, turning into countless tiny light flakes, shimmering with a faint light, scattering in the air like a meteor shower, gathering towards the center of the bounded field.

As the fragments of countless blades poured in, the light of the "core" became even more dazzling, and a silver-white flame ignited from the tip of the arrow, gradually spreading out, as if to engulf the entire world.

The violent surge of magic power caused the surrounding space to tremble slightly. The runes of the [Elven King's Seal] shone beneath Riveria's feet, emitting a brilliant light, like a sluice gate absorbing a torrent.

The impact of the overwhelmingly powerful magic power caused her nose to bleed uncontrollably, staining her beautiful face red. The veins on her forehead bulged, and her brain felt as if it was about to be torn into pieces by the unbearable energy.

"I can't fall... I absolutely can't!"

Compared to Riveria, Shirou's condition was even more dire. As the torrent of magic power surged wildly in the [Unlimited Blade Works], his body gradually became unable to withstand this endless pressure.

The rampage of magic power was like a raging wave impacting every cell in his body, every strand of power like a blade ravaging within.

Each breath was like a raging fire burning his lungs, and the impact of magic power caused his muscles to begin to rupture, and his bones emitted a slight cracking sound of being unable to bear the weight.

"Projection, start."

It was still the 'sword' he had trusted the most since coming to this world.

【Temporarily Gained Development Ability [Tenacity]】

【Temporarily Gained Skill [Indomitable]】

【Temporarily Gained Skill [Twelve Labors of Artemis (Artemis' Hand)]】

Skill [Twelve Labors of Artemis (Artemis' Hand)]

Resurrection, gain resistance to fatal damage.

Four Lv.6 elven magic powerhouses, over fifty bottles of mental potions, the remaining majority of the energy of the [Philosopher's Stone], the circulating flow of the [Elven King's Seal], the extreme enhancement of the [Elven King's Ring]...

The goddess's voice echoed in Shirou's heart.

The useless goddess's phantom bowed down very skillfully: "I'm really very sorry!"

"The scale of divine power is too different. Even if the existence of the 'arrow' is specifically aimed at Artemis, it can't guarantee that it can definitely overcome it..."

However, compared to the [Strongest Bow in the Celestial Realm], the difference in the scale of divine power is far more than a hundredfold.

Orario, the Labyrinth City.

The Dungeon's rampage continues, and it's getting worse. The Dungeon seems to be awakened by some unknown force, and the monsters on each floor are frantically charging upwards, trying to break through the shackles of the Dungeon.

On the sixth floor of the Dungeon, a strengthened Minotaur suddenly broke through the first few lines of defense. Each of its attacks carried terrifying destructive power.

Ordinary adventurers were almost powerless to resist it, and could only retreat under the cover of high-level adventurers.

In addition, monsters from the lower levels have also begun to appear in the shallow layers. Like the Blood Dragon from the thirtieth floor, a red carnivorous dinosaur monster five meters tall, suddenly rushed from the depths of the Dungeon to the front lines.

However, what is truly terrifying is that those monsters from the deep layers have also begun to appear.

"Beastman, Skeleton Sheep, Earthborn... Seeing these monsters on the fourth floor is like a nightmare."

The voice of [Overman] Raul carried an obvious tremor.

Its strength and stamina are extremely powerful, and the Guild estimates its combat ability to be equivalent to a Level 3 or 4 adventurer, with a headache-inducing level of endurance.

Its bone structure can cleverly blend into the dim environment of the labyrinth, as if floating in the void, making its movement trajectory difficult to grasp. At the same time, the Skeleton Sheep can also launch continuous ranged attacks, accurately striking its target.

In addition, there are also Earthborn, these skeletal monsters possess power equivalent to a Level 4 adventurer. Earthborn can randomly generate weapons made of bones, such as swords, spears, or shield-like protective gear.

Even the Level 1 adventurers of the Loki Familia are constantly consuming their stamina under this endless tide of monster attacks.

To make matters worse, their strongest magician—Riveria, who possesses the ability to annihilate large areas—is not in the formation at this moment.

The elven girl was already about to pass out due to the overdraft of her mental power, and could only temporarily withdraw from the front lines.

"Shakti, you've come."

The captain of the Ganesha Familia, Lv.5 [Staff of the Elephant God] Shakti, led five Level 1 adventurers to come to support. At the same time, the other Lv.5 powerhouses of the Ganesha Familia were responsible for maintaining order on the surface, and also served as reserve forces to support the subsequent defense lines.

Ottar did not pause, swiftly shuttling through the monster群, instantly tearing apart those massive monsters.

The ground trembled slightly from the air waves he created, and blood rained down wherever he passed, as the monsters' corpses fell one after another.

The Boarman swept all the way, and almost no monsters could get close. Each swing would completely crush the enemies in front of him, and the scene was extremely shocking.

"As expected of [Strongest]..."

Finn muttered in a low voice.

The cat person male, [Chariot of the Goddess] Allen, leaned lazily against the wall, holding a spear in his hand, but had no intention of taking action, his eyes constantly fixed on the back of [Strongest] Ottar.