At almost the same time as the skull-like top of this small mountain was blown off, the Supreme Masterpiece, high above the clouds, began to lock onto the gestating enemy inside the mountain through magic and dust.
One after another, small, box-like objects slowly detached from the storage belt on the mecha's waist. Magical energy began to connect to these small boxes. Then, these ordinary-looking small boxes all began to rapidly transform under the effect of the magical energy. At the same time, special connection devices appeared on various parts of the Supreme Masterpiece's body.
With one after another of electromagnetic connection sounds completed, the body of the Supreme Masterpiece was now covered with a large number of various firearms and cannons. At this moment, the Supreme Masterpiece would be completely transformed into a celestial orbital weapon.
The original wing-like thrusters also began to transform, slowly opening up, changing from dragon-like wings to a butterfly-like shape. At the same time, a mobile rod slowly popped up from its back. Under the effect of this mobile rod, the entire wing began to gradually tilt, then aimed at the distant sun.
To achieve sustainable development, to allow himself to achieve continuous bombardment without consuming a large amount of magical energy and without overloading this divine furnace core, Aslan had, of course, set his sights on solar energy.
With the endurance provided by solar energy, coupled with the Supreme Masterpiece's own high intelligence, to state a possible scenario: even if Aslan were to die, as long as the Supreme Masterpiece's own self-repair function was still active, as long as its abilities had the dragon's soul and the god's heart to repair itself, as long as the endurance provided by the solar energy was not damaged, then the Supreme Masterpiece could continue to exist. It could even, one day, become an independent Heroic Spirit, just like the various machine gods of ancient Greece.
Of course, the Supreme Masterpiece did not only rely on the sun to obtain a continuous stream of magical energy, or rather, energy. Possessing the heart of the God of Fire, it could also enter a volcano to draw magma and geothermal energy to obtain a continuous stream of stored magical energy.
Now that all the cannon muzzles were connected, they were already aimed at all the enemies inside the mountain of Ryuudou Temple. Then, attacks of various colors were vented out from the cannon muzzles. There was light energy, laser, magic, and also ordinary heat ray attacks. 1500 years had not been wasted.
With a series of roars, the black tide was instantly covered by the cannon fire.
Kirei endured the pain in his legs, kneeling on the ground. He looked up at the continuous attacks falling from the distant sky. From this moment on, all the black puppets had lost their space to be born. Every time a black puppet was about to gestate, the Supreme Masterpiece above the clouds would directly lock on, and then a beam of magical light would descend from the sky, piercing the core of these puppets with unerring accuracy.
For a moment, Kirei couldn't help but think that the attacks falling from the sky were divine punishment. Or rather, divine punishment would be no more than this. At this moment, was he right or wrong?
Hadn't that Aslan just now been holding a Holy Spear? On the spear blade, there was also a holy banner flying. Among the "Sons of God" recorded in the Church, there was one named Aslan, who seemed to be from the time of King Arthur. Could it be that these two were the same person?
Kirei's eyes widened. Although he had discovered a secret of an ancient era, he now had no way to tell this major discovery to others. In the end, this young priest's heart still held a hint of annoyance and anger. Why was it that he, who followed the Lord's teachings, was not even supported by this Son of God, but was instead opposed by him?
Melusine would not give this young priest more time to think. She had said before that she would kill this priest, so she would definitely do as she said. This time, she wanted to see how that black mud planned to stop her!
Melusine's black dragon wings spread once again, and then she burst outwards at high speed. All the World's Evils seemed to have noticed Melusine's purpose. This time, it simply gathered all the black mud that had completely condensed and spewed it out from its jet port, as if trying to stop Melusine's advance in this way.
It was just a pity that as the remnant of the Dragon of the Horizon, how could Melusine not have superb flying skills? The speed of the spewing mud alone could not compare to her flying speed. Like a streak of light, her immense speed caused the spewed black mud to be shaken away the first moment it came into contact. Then, Melusine appeared behind the young priest.
Melusine raised the weapon in her hand and aimed it at the back of this priest's head. "Little one, confess your sins to your Lord!"
Kirei's eyes widened. The next moment, a beam of magical light directly pierced his brain. The high temperature even cooked his entire brain in an instant. At this moment, this priest's ability to think came to an end.
The giant embryo, which looked like a collection of all the world's malice, let out a strange cry. It seemed to have a hint of sadness for the death of this young priest, and also a hint of joy that this priest had made his exit. For such contradictory emotions to actually appear in the same cry was truly surprising.
That embryo-like existence began to shake rapidly. A half-bodied giant-like figure slowly rose from the ground. The half-bodied giant lifted its body and slowly opened its mouth. In that mouth was, in fact, the image of Gilgamesh. It was just that compared to that arrogant King of Heroes, this current existence was clearly more crazed and lacked reason.
This seemed to have a few more usable abilities compared to the existences that purely imitated form and ability. At the very least, the red, cone-like special weapon in its hand did indeed emit the fluctuation of an EX-rank Noble Phantasm.
At the same time, the stomach of this half-bodied giant also began to surge continuously, like proliferating flesh. With one after another of sounds like bubbles bursting, the half-formed images of the Hassans of the Hundred Faces appeared on the giant's stomach. The Hassans held various weapons in their hands, as if they were defending, preventing anyone from getting close. It looked a bit like a uniquely shaped zombie.
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Watching all this through a familiar in a safe area, Kenneth, upon seeing the Holy Grail transform like this, dropped the coffee in his hand directly onto the carpet. Originally, he had thought the Holy Grail War was nothing special. Now, looking at it again, Kenneth really wanted to go back half a month ago, grab his past self by the collar, and slap himself across the face a few times.
So you wanted to use the Holy Grail for prestige? So you wanted to use it as a stepping stone? Don't you know you're the leader of a faction? Don't you know what kind of losses your death would cause?