Multiverse Adventure – My Journey Begins in Danmachi 115

Multiverse Adventure – My Journey Begins in Danmachi 115

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Edited by: Tiny Fan Fiction

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Chapter 115 The King’s army

What Sola-Ui was thinking, nobody knew, just like she was unaware that she was being targeted by a sniper from afar.

Emiya Kiritsugu had made up his mind, whether Sola-Ui and the Master hiding in the Matou Family would mutually destroy each other or she would return empty-handed, he wouldn’t let her go.

It was the third day of the Holy Grail War, and only one Assassin had been killed, which was unreasonable.

But just as he was concentrating on aiming at Sola-Ui, he suddenly heard Gilgamesh’s urgent and anxious shout in his ear.

“Hey! Kiritsugu! Use a Command Spell to support me, Your Majesty!”

The panic in the voice was something Emiya Kiritsugu had never heard before, and he couldn’t even associate it with Gilgamesh.

“Acher, what’s wrong?”

“No time to waste! If you don’t use your full power, I’ll die here! That Monster, ah! Over there! No way!!”

Was this real?

Could it be that he was being beaten by 4 opponents at once and still couldn’t win?

Emiya Kiritsugu looked at the two remaining Command Spells on the back of his hand, his eyebrows furrowed so tightly they seemed to be strangling a fly.

Whether it was to ensure the Servant’s self-destruction in the end or to guard against Gilgamesh’s unpredictable and cruel nature, as well as the Malice he held towards him, he had to save one Command Spell.

This meant that once he used the second Command Spell, he would have to sit back and watch Gilgamesh’s actions for the rest of the Holy Grail War.

No matter how urgent the situation, he wouldn’t be able to drive Gilgamesh anymore.

Damn Berserker!

Who summoned it?

So overpowered?

Cheating!

I’m going to report this!

Oh, the Supervisor was killed by his own Servant, that’s fine then.

“By Command Spell, I command…”

The Command Spell transformed into a surge of Mana that flowed into his body, and before Emiya Kiritsugu could even feel it, it was absorbed by Gilgamesh, leaving him with a sense of loss.

Suppressing the complex emotions in his heart, Emiya Kiritsugu raised his gun, his face cold and stern, and quietly slipped into the shadows.

Sola-Ui Sophia, you’re dead for sure!

No one can save you!

I’m telling you!

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“Hey! Goldie (Gilgamesh)! Are you sure you can destroy this Barrier? Don’t give him any more Mana!”

Within the Inherent Barrier, the originally clear and tranquil beauty of the azure sea and blue sky has vanished without a trace.

The Mana storm of Endless roars, shaking the surroundings, with atmospheric distortion resembling a mirage’s dense layers, merging with flickering lightning to form ominous shapes that claw at the air,

Billions of raindrops fall from the pitch-black sky, entangled with trillions of Ripples, creating tumultuous waves alongside the Fierce Wind below.

The boundless darkness beneath the sea curtain stirs the heart and soul with just a glance, leaving one in a daze.

The Root causing all of this is the Figure standing in the distance, bathed in Lightning Arc, towering in the void.

The surging Mana rolls and churns, twisting the infinite void, where plasma spreads, annihilating all things, creating a sense of heaviness in the heart.

Even from a great distance, the Servants still feel no sense of safety.

Because they are well aware that this is Noah deliberately gathering their Mana convergence to discuss strategies.

As long as Noah wishes, he can appear before any individual in the next moment.

After Gilgamesh was thoroughly beaten, everyone basically grasped part of the rules of this Barrier.

That is, Noah can pull anyone to himself, but cannot separate the distance between 2 people.

In other words, this is a battle space akin to a beast cage, where only one can survive.

From this perspective, it indeed aligns with its master’s character, truly a depiction of the mindscape.

Just from this rule, one can smell the heavy scent of bloodlust.

That is the vast Mana Noah absorbed from Gilgamesh’s Offensive Arts during their brief skirmish.

“Hmph! This is my treasure! To bring it out is already showing respect to that brat! As long as you can prevent that brat from getting close in such a foul manner, success is guaranteed!”

Despite being bruised and battered, with most of his golden Armor shattered, Gilgamesh still sits proudly on the Monavi Ark, even taking the time to spike his golden hair up like a hedgehog, but his emotions are clearly not as stable as he pretends, not even bothering to address Iskandar (Rider).

In his lifetime, Gilgamesh exhausted Endless Effort searching for the elixir of immortality; although he ultimately missed it, it indeed exists within his treasury.

If it weren’t for the temporary immortality granted by that elixir, he would have likely perished on the spot.

But even though he survived, he still has to endure that pain.

Flesh and blood are scorched and annihilated by lightning, only to regrow anew.

His bones were constantly being smashed to pieces, only to be restored and mended again.

His internal organs were being pulverized into a pulp, yet he couldn’t die.

But after suffering such setbacks, Gilgamesh’s gaze instead grew calm.

This man was worth going all out against!

Gilgamesh had decided to get serious this time!

In the past few dozen battles, you said the same thing, and the result was that kid’s Mana increased by over a hundredfold, leading to this terrifying situation…

The Inherent Barrier is an extremely Mana-draining Miracle and large-scale Magecraft; if you hadn’t kept feeding it to him, perhaps everyone would have escaped by now.

But it seems that, as long as not everyone has died, this Barrier will continue to persist,

Although Iskandar (Rider) had similar thoughts to other humans, he didn’t say anything, merely letting out a sigh.

“Hmm, I suppose my Noble Phantasm can only stall him for a moment; if you let his Mana increase again, we might as well take our own lives on the spot. Lancer, Saber, you should also look for opportunities to strike, and try to get some Command Spell support from your Masters. If Archer and I fail, it’ll be up to you.”

Scáthach and Artoria on the Golden Barge exchanged a glance, nodded, and gripped their weapons tightly.

Although they possessed extremely powerful anti-army and anti-city Noble Phantasms, it was already difficult for them to exert a direct, suppressive effect on the current battle situation.

They could only try to outmaneuver their opponent and strike at the most critical moment.

In response to this doubt, Gilgamesh merely let out a cold snort, without retorting, his crimson, snake-like eyes fixed intently on a figure in the distance.

“Hey! Master! Wake up! Use a Command Spell to support me!”

Even though Iskandar (Rider) was driving carefully, the impact from the Servant’s Noble Phantasm still caused the petite Waver to pass out, and he only came to after being slapped 4 or 5 times.

“Ugh, wi, ugh, with a Command Spell, command… ugh!!”

The divine bull’s Battle Chariot galloped across the sky, breaking through the rain, and leaving a trail of purple lightning in the dark void.

The next second, Iskandar (Rider) arrived before Noah, as if transcending time and space.

Of course, this wasn’t due to the effects of his divine wheel.

“What’s this? Have you found a strategy to deal with me?”

A Mana storm emanated from Noah, spreading out like a shockwave, a terrifying spectacle resembling a true Mana storm descending upon the world, but silence reigned around him.

Dark Blue Arc swirled through the air like an ice spring from the poles, radiating no heat, even possessing an astonishingly eerie beauty.

But Iskandar (Rider) felt his core pulsing at an alarming rate, every instinct in his body screaming at him to get away.

What a terrifying kid.

“Well, Goldie (Gilgamesh) said there was a Noble Phantasm capable of dispelling this Barrier, so I’m here to hold you off and give him a chance to act.”

Noah had beaten Gilgamesh many times, but he never underestimated the man who wielded countless Noble Phantasms like a human lamp.

So, upon hearing this news, Noah glanced towards the distance and nodded in understanding.

“Then I hope he lives up to your expectations…Do you need time to prepare? No need to rush, take your time.”

Looking at the silver Saber standing majestically in the void, with his flowing hair and handsome, spirited face, even Iskandar (Rider) felt a moment of silence.

How clear his eyes, how full of youthful energy, a sight that always brought back fond memories.

“…You young man! Iskandar (Rider), the King of Conquerors, requires no pity or charity from you!”

Drawing his sword, Iskandar (Rider) slashed towards the void in front of him.

“Behold! This is the foundation of Iskandar (Rider)’s reign! Gather, my brethren! My invincible warriors!”

Gripping his sword tightly, Noah looked around with a mixture of excitement and curiosity, waiting for Iskandar (Rider)’s grand attack.

But one second, 2 seconds, 3 seconds…ten seconds passed, and nothing changed.

It was still a raging Mana storm, with flashing lightning and a desolate scene of apocalyptical proportions.

Seeing Iskandar (Rider)’s slightly embarrassed look, Noah tilted his head.

“Uh, need a hand?”

Despite the cold rain splattering on his face, Iskandar (Rider) still felt a burning sensation, his face flushed red… oh, he had dark skin, so it was hard to tell.

Never mind.

Too awkward!

He was so embarrassed that he almost dug up the city of Babylon with his toes.

​​”Then, that, can you let go of some Barrier restrictions?”

Restrictions?

Noah has never imposed any restrictions, and he can even create distance to allow them time and space to unleash their Noble Phantasms.

If there’s one restriction to mention…

Suddenly, Noah’s eyes lit up as he thought of something.

“Oh? Your Noble Phantasm is also an Inherent Barrier?”

An Inherent Barrier, to put it nicely, is about invading reality with the Imaginary Number World to create a small world, but essentially, it’s about creating a world bubble centered around the caster, trapping others inside as well.

There are quite a few restrictions, such as the caster must also be inside the Barrier and cannot leave.

For instance, many Noble Phantasms related to the world itself may not be able to manifest within an Inherent Barrier, and the Inherent Barrier itself is one of them.

If unfolding an Inherent Barrier in the world is like painting on a blank canvas, then unfolding an Inherent Barrier within another Inherent Barrier is like painting on a painting.

Theoretically, it’s not impossible, but the difficulty increases by several magnitudes.

After all, Inherent Barriers consume a tremendous amount of energy; no one would keep it open for others to study, nor can anyone create one that quickly.

Or rather, Inherent Barriers themselves are exceptionally rare, even legendary in the Age of Gods; no one can imagine 2 Inherent Barrier holders colliding.

Of course, Noah’s Elegy of Light cannot be considered a pure Inherent Barrier.

Seeing Iskandar (Rider) scratching his head with a goofy smile and nodding, Noah waved his hand grandly.

“My brethren! Arise!”

In an instant, a dazzling golden light illuminated the night sky, and a wave of scorching hot wind mixed with the cold sea breeze spread out, carrying hard grit.

The space around Iskandar (Rider) gradually began to be overturned and transformed, revealing a blazing desert surrounding him.

“Another Inherent Barrier? Rider, how did you manage that?”

Waver, coming back to his senses, felt his worldview being shaken once again.

“Haha, if only I, an individual, were to do it, it would be impossible, but this is the land that our army has conquered before, and this scenery is etched in the hearts of each and every one of us. When they respond to my call, they can transcend the constraints of time and space to arrive here, and this is the symbol of my Kingship, my strongest Noble Phantasm, that of Iskandar, the Rider…”

Behind Iskandar (Rider), a mirage-like illusion gradually emerged, like a fleeting dream.

One, 2, 4, and more, thousands of Heroic Spirits became increasingly real and vivid, as if transcending the constraints of time and space to descend upon this place.

Among them were kings whose fame was in no way inferior to that of Iskandar (Rider), enemies who had been defeated by him, and warriors who had once been his enemies, but at this moment, they all converged their Mana under the sword of the Conqueror King.

The bond between his vassals and their lord, as well as Iskandar (Rider)’s Kingship, needed no further explanation, as it was all reflected in their hearts.

“…The King’s Army!”

The ferocious aura, which was not diminished even by the torrential rain, made Noah smile, and his eyes shone brightly, like those of Gilgamesh.

“Hey, won’t it be too one-sided if you let them fight you like this? Why don’t you go consult with Goldie (Gilgamesh) and have him distribute Noble Phantasms to your subordinates?”

“Don’t say such disappointing things!”

Iskandar (Rider) stood on his Battle Chariot, surrounded by thunder, and shouted loudly, his sword raised high.

“Rampage!”

Upon receiving the order, the thousands of Heroic Spirits also let out a majestic cry in response, and then launched a fearless charge.

“ALaLaLaLaLa!”

Even Waver, grasping the reins of the chariot, joined in excitedly, his voice blending into the grand chorus.

Noah could see that these Servants, although they didn’t possess Noble Phantasms and their Mana supply was affected, were genuine Servants nonetheless.

Anyone facing this charge by the thousands of Heroic Spirits would likely tremble with fear… except for Noah.

However, his gaze was not focused solely on Iskandar (Rider).

In the corner of his vision, Noah was also keeping a close eye on Gilgamesh in the distance, as he found it difficult to ignore him at this moment.

Even Gilgamesh, who had been pummeled countless times and hadn’t budged from his seat, rose to his feet this time, producing a golden key.

As the red Barrier, resembling tree branches, unfurled, a faint sense of unease crept into Noah’s heart.

Finally, the oldest king held a strangely shaped sword in his hand.

Though it had a hilt and a handguard, it lacked a blade, making it quite different from a traditional longsword.

However, the moment Noah laid eyes on this weapon, his unease intensified.

“…So, he’s getting serious, huh? Very well, then, I shall return the favor with my own respect!”

The Electric Arc lightning that covered his body began to slowly recede, ceasing the strange phenomena around Noah, and even the ripples in the air gradually calmed.

As if condensing the infinite brilliance, the silver longsword in his hand began to shine with a fiery Shiny glow.

“Trace on, Darkness…”

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