-922- Are you the enemy?
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Silence.
A deathly silence.
The once tumultuous battlefield, roaring like a natural disaster and trembling like an earthquake, had all activity extinguished after the dazzling brilliance of light. The whistling wind only stirred up a cloud of dust without producing any sound. The pervasive magical energy quietly dissipated, no longer surging as before.
In this moment, on the battlefield, all the surviving Servants lowered their hands that were shielding their faces and opened their eyes, still trembling from the aftermath.
The omnipresent radiance had already dimmed, disappearing without a trace.
"Cough..."
A few coughs could be heard, the involuntary sounds of the Servants who had been injured in the fierce battle against Solomon.
"Is it over?"
Karna, one hand gripping his divine spear and the other covering his chest, muttered to himself.
"It was quite a grand sight to behold"
Rama, equally battered, but wearing a defiant smile, remarked.
Heracles, Medea, Atalanta, sita, and Jason, along with the others, all stared in astonishment at a particular direction.
"What is that..."
Mash, holding her shield, exclaimed in confusion, taking a while to process the scene.
As for Scáthach...
"Heh..."
The Queen of the Foreign Land, wielding two crimson spears, stood in the midst of the ruins, gazing at the scene ahead with a satisfied smile.
Finally, Solomon, shrouded in ominous magical power, stared ahead with a dark expression.
There...
"Zing..."
The radiant Holy Grail descended slowly from mid-air, received by the hand adorned with the remaining stroke of a spell and a dazzling ring held high.
Rozen, his cloak rustling, caught the container of the Holy Grail with one hand and opened his eyes at the same time.
In the next moment, Rozen saw it.
He saw a figure appear before him.
"Slpush!"
This was the sound produced by the motion of a weapon cutting through space.
However, it wasn't the sound of a slash but the noise that the radiance carried as it cut through the air.
It was like the flickering of electric light.
It was like a rainbow passing by.
The true form of the entity was a sword that displayed orderly arrangements of red, blue, and green, resembling a rainbow.
Rozen hadn't seen this sword before.
But the person wielding it was no longer a stranger to Rozen.
She had tanned skin.
She had a delicate figure.
She had short white hair.
She wore a pure white headscarf.
Overall, she gave off a "white" impression.
Her pair of gem-like crimson eyes slowly opened, just like everyone else present.
"I am—"
The words, cold and mechanical, emanated from the girl's mouth.
"I am—the embodiment of destruction."
This is the girl's definition.
"I am—the invader of civilization."
This is the meaning of her existence.
"I am—the enemy of all existing things."
This is her self-affirmation.
"I am—the calamity that ravages and destroys everything."
This is her warning and affirmation.
"My name is Altera."
The girl stood with her back to Rozen, holding the sword in an advanced design that aligned the three-colored blade like a rainbow. She had already shrunk to a size comparable to a normal girl, but the sense of presence and oppression emanating from her remained terrifying throughout.
Her pair of cold eyes eventually turned towards Solomon.
"Are you the enemy?"
The Servants with a connection to Rozen widened their eyes as they looked at this cold girl.
Rozen himself displayed a surprised expression at the sight of this ruthless Heroic Spirit.
However, this girl before him was undeniably Altera.
The evidence was clear – Rozen could feel that a contract had been formed between them. It was an absolute contract, unbreakable, immune to death, and impossible for her to depart from him.
Her entire existence was transformed into pure records, engraved into his soul.
The magical energy constituting the girl's body was Rozen's own. The driving force behind the girl was his own magical energy. This girl before him undoubtedly belonged to Rozen alone.
In light of this, even without using the abilities of a Master, Rozen could clearly see the girl's parameters in his mind.
...
Class: Saber
True Name: Altera
Alignment: Chaotic Good
————Parameters————
Strength: A
Endurance: A
Agility: A
Magic: A
Luck: A
Noble Phantasm: A++
————Class Skills————
Magic Resistance: B
Can nullify magecraft with less than three verses of incantation. Even high-level magecraft or ritual spells would find it challenging to cause harm.
Riding: A
Can freely control all beasts and vehicles excluding mythical and divine beasts.
Divinity: B
Although she has no blood relation to deities, her deeds in ravaging the European world have earned her the status of a divine being, making her an object of fear. She is even bestowed with the titles "Punishment of the Gods (Divine Punishment)" and "Whip of God (God's Whip)." As an Heroic Spirit on Earth, Altera possesses a high level of divinity.
————Personal Skills————
Military Tactics: B
Intuition that can be exerted in battles involving multiple participants. When using anti-army Noble Phantasms, receives a bonus when countering opponents' anti-army Noble Phantasms.
Natural Body: Ex
Possesses a completely perfect body inherent from birth. Can temporarily increase strength parameters, and regardless of calorie intake, the basic design (body size) does not change.
Crest of the Stars: Ex
Unique patterns engraved on the body, a seal produced by some high-level magecraft. These are not specific decorations but Altera's personal and mysterious patterns. The higher the level, the greater the power. By expending magical energy through these marks, she can enhance the abilities of any part of her body. Though not as explosively amplified as the "Mana Burst" skill, it has low magical energy consumption, high cost-effectiveness, and includes the effects of the "Instinct" skill.
Unfortunately, the skill is not complete, and the true power and name are still concealed.
Civilization Erosion: Ex
An unconsciously activated skill that causes things in her hands to transform into the attributes that would be best for her at the present moment. "Best" doesn't necessarily mean superior, but refers to things that captivate her personally.
...
Looking at these parameters, Rozen held his breath.
Meanwhile, as Solomon observed the sudden appearance of the girl, his expression grew increasingly dark, and he finally spoke through gritted teeth.
"You..."
Before he could finish the sentence, Solomon was met with an attack. Altera suddenly raised her three-colored radiant sword.
"Boom!"
A terrifying power gathered on the sword, causing destructive energy to surge on the blade, forming a colossal light band that soared into the sky.
"——Destory."
Altera uttered this cold word and swung down the sword in her hand.
"Boom!"
A dreadful force immediately wreaked havoc across the entire battlefield, annihilating everything.