Otherwise, you can find another savior.

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The spells from both sides overlapped in that instant, forming a barrier that burned everything, causing the swarm of insects released by Oberon to be burned to ashes the moment it passed through the two spells.

"I really don't understand why they work so hard. After six thousand years of hard work, just when they finally get a chance to sleep, they are woken up by their impatient companions."

In response to Shiomi's gun, Oberon summoned one halberd-like weapon after another, which flew out with his will to interfere with and counter the crowd that was trying to surround him.

Oberon was wary of the Holy Sword, whose brilliance was almost his nemesis.

He has plenty of magic and stamina; once he exhausts these exhausted guys, he can kill them here.

As he pondered his next move, Oberon summoned a swarm of black, slimy insects that suddenly fell from the void, their mere contact feeling like a curse.

That was the curse of Kornunos. While being suppressed and sealed by the remains of the beast god, it also adapted to that curse, making it somewhat usable and enabling it to achieve similar attack methods.

"You still haven't understood everything I've done..." Shiomi's gun clashed with a strange scythe that Oberon had pulled out from somewhere.

Oberon, who had absolutely no martial arts training, used his strength to unleash powerful and sweeping attacks, allowing the weapon to demonstrate its advantages.

“Understand? I don’t want to understand, I just find it strange,” Oberon said. “After all, I actually wanted to pass on the mission of ‘destroying Britain’ to someone else, but since it was created, I can only do it and see.”

Therefore, Oberon couldn't understand the strange sense of mission that Shiomi had.

As the island's final device, Oberon knew to some extent that this guy was similar to himself, a being "manufactured" and given the mission of "savior".

Not the kind of savior Ash who travels on pilgrimages during the Fairy Era, but a savior confined to Britain.

It is far more vast, encompassing even the world and human history.

The more Oberon realized this about Shiomi, the more disgusted he felt.

Because everyone is an opposite.

"It has nothing to do with mission or anything like that. I just made choices based on what I saw and what I felt. Even if sometimes my choices weren't necessarily correct."

Shiomi suddenly swung her spear upwards, deflecting Oberon's scythe, and quickly retreated, her figure intersecting with that of Scar and Artoria who rushed forward.

Oberon's fighting methods are actually quite limited. He is not a well-trained, battle-hardened warrior. Whether it is melee combat or magic combat, his trump cards have been almost completely exposed.

There are limits to how well one can enhance their combat power using their inherent skills.

The curtain of night. The lark of dawn. The end of a dream.

These enhancements to his abilities have made Oberon comparable to top-tier Heroic Spirits.

“You’re really tenacious. How can you still fight?” Oberon found it incredible.

He could clearly see that Artoria and Scáthach's attacks were faltering, which was an inevitable result of being under the influence of their Noble Phantasms.

Despite the negative effects, Artoria and Scáthach's attacks were even more ferocious than Shiomi's, as strong as demons, seemingly unafraid of the erosion and damage they suffered from being in the "Naraku Insects".

"A life that has already overcome death will ultimately only end up disappearing."

Scáthach unleashed the true name of her Crimson Spear Noble Phantasm, but it failed to penetrate Oberon's strange defenses, only delivering a heavy blow.

Even she couldn't be sure whether it was because they were playing away from home, or because of the unique characteristics of the opponent as a "Naraku Insect".

“All I want is for him to live and get out of here,” Artoria said.

She then secretly estimated the time and asked Scáthach, "Is there a way to control his actions? I plan to unleash the true name of my Noble Phantasm."

Although the battle has lasted less than ten minutes so far.

But for a warship in the process of falling, it's a process that has to be measured in seconds. No one knows how deep it has fallen or whether it can break through.

"Do you think I'd give you that kind of time?!" Oberon crossed his arms, and the magical energy emanating from his body suddenly intensified.

The inner wall of the "Naraku Insect" that subsequently engulfed everyone and the warship was also affected.

The body, existing between reality and illusion, is shifting.

Oberon realized he had underestimated the fighting spirit of these guys; even if they were no longer able to fight like they had before, he couldn't kill them easily.

I shouldn't have wasted my time here, so—

“Just let your last bit of magic be drained from your body, and wait to die.” Oberon suddenly leaped up from the deck.

The crimson spear and the holy sword clashed, but neither hit the body as expected.

His body transformed into a dust-like shadow, causing the attacks to miss their mark.

“My class is Pretender, a special existence filled with falsehoods. Let me show you a lie that cannot be detected,” Oberon said.

"Is that really the case?" Shiomi knelt on one knee, panting as he closed his eyes. "If your presence here was a lie from the very beginning, why has the battle been so unsuccessful?"

“…Oh?” Oberon’s face immediately darkened.

tide Jian ignored him and slowly got up. When he opened his eyes again, Oberon thought that the demonic eyes were about to be activated again, but he immediately realized that this was not the case.

Shiomi charged forward along an illogical route at an astonishing speed. In what appeared to be the wrong place, he caught Oberon's presence with his hand and grabbed him by the neck.

Like the refraction of light, Oberon was only slightly off-center from the real land, making their attack just unable to catch up.

But it wasn't an illusion; rather, it was like an undetectable lie, a false concept created in people's minds.

"Blue... Star Eyes?" Oberon recalled what Shiomi had said earlier.

At this moment, Shiomi's eyes were glowing with a blue light.

“No, it’s the eyes of a fairy.” Shiomi smiled easily. “The eyes I’m looking into now are actually those of my wife. The eyes of a fairy in paradise can see through all falsehoods. Even I wouldn’t dare to lie to her.”

Shared perspective.

Morgan was awake in the cabin too!

Oberon was unable to break free from Shiomi's grasp, but Shiomi was clearly not there to snap Oberon's neck; she was doing something else.

"I'll let you see my seal one more time, but this time, you'll pay the price!"

Chapter 130 The Sealing

Faced with Shiomi's announcement, Oberon gritted his teeth and laughed:

"Seal? If you seal me, you'll never get out of here."

“Inside the insect, the so-called ‘Naraku’ is actually a conceptual space. If I kill you now, this conceptual space will collapse at the fastest speed, causing us to completely lose contact with the outside world.” Shiomi’s power intensified.

Something hot was imprinted on his neck, and even though he couldn't see it, Oberon could guess what it was.

When Shiomi grabbed him, he carved the runes needed to perform the seal on his body.

"For conceptual spaces, we must deal with them using concepts," Shiomi stated calmly and clearly. "Since this is a conceptual space, let's destroy the existing concepts and create an exit—"

Then, he suddenly turned to look at Artoria:

"So, I'll have to trouble you a little more. Be prepared to unleash the true name of your Noble Phantasm, but aim upwards. The light of the Holy Sword is the most poisonous thing to the Naraku Insects."

“Leave it to me.” Artoria turned around, looked directly at the top of the deck, and began to gather her magic power.

Scáthach then came to Shiomi's side and assisted him in performing the magic.

The fourth of the original runes, the liberated runes.

The most basic function of this rune is to easily cut off and undo the rules and constraints imposed on one's hands and feet.

But the original runes were the magical foundation discovered by Odin, the ultimate wisdom obtained by that great god after offering one of his own eyes and enduring nine days and nine nights of sacrifice.

Whether one can go beyond the basics, intervene in existing concepts, and effectively unleash the power that runes should have depends on the caster's own qualifications and skills.

“Then let’s begin the sealing.” Shio looked at Oberon with a calm smile. “Your biggest mistake was not exposing yourself to me too early, nor was it appearing before us and fighting us after thinking you had the upper hand… but rather that you carelessly exposed your true nature.”

The Naraku Insect is so large that it could swallow the entire Britain, but its body is somewhere between reality and illusion, so even if it attacks, it cannot cause effective damage.

But once Oberon appeared here and revealed that he was both the original and an avatar, this ending was already predetermined.

Oberon became the perfect catalyst for Shiomi to remove the Naraku Insect and carry out her plan.

"Spring's astonishment, summer's strife, autumn's celebration, winter's war. A false island piled high with countless deaths and corpses, devoured by the Naraku worms that feed on its foundation—I, in the name of the God-King, in the actions of the Demon-King, once again place the seal upon it. Endless caves, now closed, open the path—'The Great Seal'!"

The moment the Naraku Insect finished devouring, it sealed off its interior, creating an abyss from which it could not escape and was destined to fall forever.

This conceptual space is inherently a 'closed' existence.

So what we need to do is turn it around and open it up.

A burst of light emanated from beneath Shiomi's hand that was gripping Oberon's neck.

Shio also released her grip, and more runes appeared and spread, wrapping around the Fairy King's neck.

Once freed from his restraints, Oberon found himself unable to move.

“Don’t worry, saying it’s making you pay a price is actually just turning you into a part of the seal on ‘Naraku’.” Shiomi suddenly collapsed onto the deck, exhausted. “The Naraku Insects are like the drain outlet of a water tank to the surface of a planet. Since you’ve pulled the plug from the tank, it’s only right that you take responsibility and act as the plug.”

After all, Shiomi simply cannot use the soul of someone like Oberon; that would be an act comparable to Odin sacrificing himself.

To offer such a soul, Shiomi's rank is far from sufficient.

“You’ll regret it if you treat me like this instead of killing me!” Oberon glared angrily at Shiomi, who was being helped up by Scáthach.

Shiomi stared at him coldly: "Everything has a reason to exist. As both a destruction device and a Naraku Insect, I dare not erase you casually. After all, no one knows what consequences it will bring to a planet that has already been bleached."

Therefore, rather than eliminating, Shiomi chose the path of sealing.

"Go ahead and curse me if you want, but I'm quite good at dealing with curses. I hope your curse can surpass that of Kornunos." Shiomi casually waved goodbye.

Oberon kept his mouth shut, unable to stop the seal from being completed, and could only stare intently at Shiomi.

"It's your victory, accept it with satisfaction, you shitty bastard king."

The response was so vulgar it was almost unbelievable. Shiomi was taken aback for a moment, and she and Scáthach exchanged bewildered glances and laughed together.

At that moment, a communication came from the bridge.

"The fall is slowing down. This ship will now start its engines at full power and move upwards to escape the Naraku Insect's interior! Teacher and everyone else, please return to the ship immediately!"

Olga Marie's voice came from the communicator.

“No, even if we flew for a lifetime, we still wouldn’t be able to get out. There’s no exit or entrance here…” Shiomi turned her gaze away from Oberon. “The Naraku Insects are currently being sealed, and their activity is gradually ceasing, so—”

Artoria lowered her body, gazing at the endless, dark sky, and released the magic power she had accumulated to the limit on her holy sword in one breath.

"Become a path shimmering with starlight, 'Sword of Excalibur'—!!!"

The dazzling light pierced the deep darkness, like a firefly falling into a black hole, flashing and disappearing in an instant.

Even when Artoria was exhausted and on one knee, she felt a sense of unease, thinking she had failed. Suddenly, the darkness of Naraku was illuminated, starting as a single point and then gradually spreading and expanding.

Behind the light, what comes into view is the twilight sky.

Having finally emerged from their coma, Melusin and Bagst were immediately blinded by the light.

"Confirmed to the normal spatial boundary, distance to Storm Border is approximately 1000! Please return to the bridge immediately! We are about to begin disengagement!"

Bagst quickly helped Artoria up, while Melsin followed Shiomi and Scáthach into the bridge.

"Get out of here, I'm going to sleep." Oberon's deep voice echoed. "Do whatever you want to save this planet or human history. But listen carefully, I know that if you fail or are destroyed, this seal will be broken. Next time, the Naraku Insects will devour the entire planet without hesitation."

tide Jian heard this, but did not turn around, only responding softly:

"Then you just wait and see, we will save the planet and human history."

Chapter 131 Return

"There are still 40, 30, 20... away from the boundary of normal space!"

"Triston engines, from number two to number four, stop! Immediately restore sailing speed to normal!"

"It's coming! Everyone prepare for the impact! The British Lostbelt... no, ahead of us is the skies above Britain!"

As darkness recedes, outside the Storm Border's porthole lies a blank planet and an unchanging azure sky.

Looking at the sky, Shio found herself feeling a little out of place for a moment.

For six thousand years in the Fairy Kingdom, except for days with overcast skies, the sky was always a dreamlike twilight color.

He slowly walked through the passageway inside the ship and came to the deck, gazing at the pale, yet not icy, surface of the planet.

There is no longer a distinction between ocean and land; looking as far as the eye can see, one can only see the same scenery.

“Although I’ve confirmed it many times in the Wandering Sea, this is the first time I’ve confirmed it with my own eyes.” Scáthach came to his side. “The way the British Lostbelt ended is just an exception. There are other Lostbelts waiting for us.”

“But Master and everyone else are here, so everything will be alright.” tide Jian looked at her hands. “But when you didn’t know, I did the same thing as the Hidden Ones…Does Master think I can be forgiven?”

“That’s a strange excuse. No one has blamed you, especially since you’ve already done your best to make amends.” Scáthach shook her head.

This matter is indeed quite complicated when examined closely. Shiomi has set a good example, and it's hard to say what others will think, but Scáthach feels that she can understand and forgive.

“Is that so?” tide Jian clenched his fist, looked up at the front, and reaffirmed his determination, “We must solve the current situation of the planet being a blank slate.”

Scáthach smiled faintly and nodded silently in agreement.