The dragon was being completely ravaged beneath Scáthach's dual spears. The two fated rivals were locked in a deathmatch. The allied Servants were engaged in a bitter struggle against the Shadow Servant army...
Even Helena was busy casting buffs on the soldiers and Servants!
So it turns out Edison and I are the only ones left with nothing to do?
"Hiss! Conserve your magical energy! Even though I've stored a massive amount using the power plant, if you keep squandering it like this, we'll eventually run out..."
Feeling the rapid drain on his magical energy, Edison couldn't help but mutter under his breath.
Well, it made sense. Edison was the primary power supplier. Almost all the Servants were relying on him for mana; playing it safe and scaling up from the backline was the right move.
Takumi shifted his gaze, sweeping over the entire battlefield.
So where is Cú Chulainn?
He wasn't in the south, which meant he had to be in the north. Now, the enemy had thrown almost all their elites into this single offensive. Although these enemies were formidable, Chaldea's numbers and overall combat strength were absolutely superior. Winning was merely a matter of time.
Even someone with zero tactical awareness would know that launching a surprise attack while the majority of the opposing forces were pinned down was the best, most optimal choice.
[Gouging Piercing Spear of Carnage]!
Speak of the devil. Takumi was still searching for Cú Chulainn Alter's position when he saw a black-and-red demonic spear suddenly materialize in the sky. Like an air-to-ground magical missile, it plummeted viciously toward the allied Servant encampment.
The savage spear was cloaked in a massive surge of black-and-red magical energy. In an instant, it split into dozens of spear afterimages, dyeing that small patch of the sky a sickly black and red.
An Anti-Army Noble Phantasm!
[Mon Coeur]!
Since he had already spotted it, how could Takumi just stand by and let Cú Chulainn Alter do as he pleased?
With a burst of ultra-acceleration, he materialized directly in the path of the falling Noble Phantasm and deployed his own. The flag, woven with the Chaldea emblem, unfurled completely in the wind, snapping with a fierce roar.
As the flag opened, a dazzling golden light erupted like a blazing flare, expanding into a spherical barrier that encompassed all the Servants within the blast radius.
The next instant, the two Noble Phantasms officially collided. The sheer pressure generated by the clash formed a massive shockwave, blasting debris across the battlefield in all directions.
The two forces ground against each other in a deadly stalemate for a moment, but ultimately, Takumi's Noble Phantasm proved superior. It dead-locked the demonic spear's bombardment, forcing the offensive strike to falter first.
A few seconds later, the demonic spear—which was fundamentally a thrown Noble Phantasm lacking continuous magical energy supplementation—ground to a halt. Its surrounding magical glow was completely exhausted, and it was violently repelled by the golden light.
The spear spun a dozen times in the air, paused abruptly, traced a sharp, crimson geometric zigzag across the sky, and finally snapped back into its master's hand.
"Tch! He actually has a defensive Noble Phantasm too?"
Cú Chulainn Alter planted the spear into the ground, clicking his tongue in annoyance.
Judging purely from that Noble Phantasm clash, that guy's defensive capabilities were absurdly strong. To take his full-powered Anti-Army Noble Phantasm head-on with almost zero fluctuation—there was no need to spell out just how high-tier that defense was.
Seeing the demonic spear return, Takumi also ceased the magical output of his Noble Phantasm. The flag in his hand reverted to its ordinary, unremarkable appearance.
Tracing the spear's trajectory, Takumi locked eyes with Cú Chulainn Alter.
Naturally, Cú Chulainn Alter noticed Takumi staring at him. He immediately split his lips into a wide, beast-like grin, baring his fangs in a deeply arrogant and mocking smile.
Then, Cú Chulainn Alter watched as Takumi remained completely unmoved. Without lingering for even a second, Takumi's gaze began to pan to the sides.
Having already confirmed things beforehand with [Revelation], Takumi obviously wouldn't overlook a certain entity that had been operating alongside Cú Chulainn Alter this entire time.
If Cú Chulainn Alter was here, then the other one was definitely nearby!
Found you!
Sure enough, Takumi's gaze stopped shifting, locking onto the target he had been searching for all along.
Cú Chulainn Alter had noticed Takumi searching for something, but it wasn't until Takumi's line of sight stopped in a very familiar direction that he finally realized what was happening.
That direction... shit!
This crossing of gazes and realization happened within mere seconds. Cú Chulainn Alter's reaction speed was nothing short of instantaneous, but compared to Takumi, he was still more than a step too slow.
If there was anything to blame, it was that he was standing "too far" away!
[Pierce Through the Indestructible Rakshasa]!
A flash of cyan and yellow sword light tore across the battlefield. Takumi opened with his Noble Phantasm right from the start. A single swing cleaved the pink chariot in half, and without losing any momentum, the blade bit deep into the pink-clad figure sitting inside.
"The Holy Grail isn't on you?"
Having mercilessly cleaved a gaping hole straight through Medb's chest and abdomen without a shred of pity for the fairer sex, Takumi frowned when he didn't see a certain vital artifact drop.
"Cough, cough... Since I already knew about you, why would I keep something so important on my person?"
Medb, her Spiritual Core shattered by that single strike, coughed up a mouthful of blood and managed to squeeze out a smug smile.
Though she appeared calm on the surface, Medb couldn't help but sigh internally.
If it hadn't happened to her, who would have ever predicted that the one who required her utmost vigilance would be a young human Master?
As early as their first encounter—when Rama was rescued right from under her nose—she had already grown wary of this sudden anomaly. That was why she had hurriedly dispatched Fergus to eliminate Sita. Yet, to her shock, Fergus was intercepted and swiftly dispatched by Takumi on his way back.
Even Fergus couldn't last long against him, only managing to send back two incomprehensible messages. That alone was enough to put Medb on absolute high alert.
Naturally, she couldn't allow such an elusive, overwhelmingly powerful variable to remain hidden in the shadows. Did anyone really think she sent Fionn and Diarmuid just to feed the enemy free kills?
Their combined strength was undeniably guaranteed. Furthermore, the mission she gave them was simply to gather intel on the unknown Servant. Even if they ran into Karna, the two of them could easily escape.
The result of sending them out was indeed a success in gathering concrete intel—it's just that both of them perished there and couldn't return.
After reviewing the footage they sent back and realizing Cú Chulainn Alter's warnings were spot on, how could Medb dare to keep the Holy Grail on her?
Throughout the entire war, even while traveling, she had huddled safely inside her Noble Phantasm chariot.
Yet she never expected...
He was too fast!
Even after witnessing Takumi's god-speed in the footage, she never imagined it would be this fast. And his decisiveness was utterly unreasonable. He didn't even hesitate—he just unleashed a full-powered Noble Phantasm and cleaved her and her chariot in half instantly!
Hearing Medb's words, Takumi's frown deepened.
Just as he was pondering where Medb could have hidden the Holy Grail, he caught sight of Cú Chulainn rushing in from the corner of his eye. The Berserker was lunging forward, his demonic spear flashing with magical light, its tip aimed squarely at Takumi's head.