Magician in Type-Moon

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Countless images flashed by within the rendered golden hue.

That was the shadow of the actions taken by the alchemists dispatched by the Atlas Institute to solve the problem of "avoiding the destruction of the world".

Bright, dazzling, and vibrant.

The inner corners of everyone's eyelids—brightly and intensely imprinted with a wise gleam.

It is knowledge, it is truth, it is the answer.

Ptolemy deciphered seven of them in a row.

It coalesced into an overwhelming torrent of destruction.

When the shadow finally reappeared on the retina, an incredible image appeared.

Tsbia.

His crystal-like body, capable of directly evading the release of B-grade magic, had tragically crumbled.

One arm was completely burned off, leaving no trace.

He was curled up, with large areas of damage to his thighs, shoulders, and abdomen.

From his back to his chest, more than half of the area was ripped open, revealing a large hole on the other side, and the charred parts were still smoking.

It was a huge success.

but...

However, this was completely different from how he appeared after being struck by Ptolemy's knowledge of the law.

It was merely the outer shell that was damaged.

The crystal books surrounding his body remained unchanged.

It didn't fall to the ground and explode like before.

Even among those crystal books that gleamed with a scarlet luster, the most radiant part of the light actively merged into Tsbia's body, repairing his body, which was barely clinging to life thanks to his "immortality."

The changes are truly difficult to understand.

Even Ptolemy himself began to wonder where he had gone wrong.

Chapter 427 The End of the Incompetent

The unknown is always the most terrifying!

Unexplained changes, unexplained developments.

It can even affect a person's thinking.

This is what makes the "Tartari" Blood Ring so powerful.

At this moment, Pharaoh Ptolemy was affected by this, and even his efforts to decipher the knowledge left behind by the alchemists of the Atlas Institute were temporarily halted.

This was not because Pharaoh Ptolemy lacked resolve.

As the winner of the Wars of the Diadochi following the death of Alexander the Great, history has shown that he was not someone easily swayed by the changing times.

But at this moment, the only effective means of attack under the rules has completely collapsed.

Combined with the influence of "Tatalli," an unspeakable worry was directly implanted into his mind.

Then it stirred up the worries that were already in my heart.

It should be noted that Pharaoh Ptolemy did not descend from Valhalla to this place at this moment.

Instead, it was created by Matouchi and Shion through unconventional means, bringing it from the past to the present into a complete record of personality.

The heterogeneous Heroic Spirits created by combining the simulated Holy Grail.

The reason he was willing to come here was to find out what changes had occurred to his plans.

In other words, the heroic spirit Ptolemy himself had things he was worried about.

At this moment, that doubt was rekindled and, under the influence of mysticism, is expanding infinitely.

This is practically an offensive tactic specifically designed to target the alchemists of the Atlas Institute.

For alchemists who possess "high-speed thinking" and "segmented thinking".

Once you get caught up in this self-justification process, you will inevitably create a logical loop error, thus putting a strain on your brain.

Ultimately, it resulted in a short circuit.

"...Winning hearts and minds is the best strategy."

It even incorporates psychological tactics that incorporate elements of the mystical side.

Just how many fellow alchemists from the Atlas Institute did Tsbia kill to be able to use this method so skillfully?

As Matou Ike thought this, she continued to exert pressure on the Blood Moon.

But no matter how much magic he fills in, or how much activity he increases in the operation of his powers.

The phases of a blood moon have consistently struggled to move further towards obscurity.

It seems to have been fixed in the position of the "waning moon".

Tsbia's inexplicable methods brought the power struggle between Matouchi and Blood Moon to a point of equilibrium.

Matouchi quickly realized that the focus was still on Pharaoh Ptolemy.

Reflect carefully on what you have overlooked.

Nothing happens suddenly; everything should have some warning signs.

Matou Ike narrowed his eyes and focused his gaze on the silent Tsbia.

It seems he hasn't done anything.

Let's go back to the beginning and re-examine this unusual duel.

What is the basis of this power struggle?

The answer is undoubtedly that two different individuals simultaneously possess the highest level of privileges, much like a computer with countless passwords suddenly having two usernames.

Ptolemy and Tsbia were engaged in a quiz over the login key to determine who would ultimately be able to log into the computer.

So the essence of this struggle is to see who can fill in more security keys.

Gain the trust of the Great Library of Alexandria.

"Trust" is a very anthropomorphic word, and it is generally only used to describe the relationship between primates.

That is, a being with thoughts.

Does the Great Library of Alexandria possess its own consciousness, or does the knowledge left behind by the alchemists of the Atlas Academy generate consciousness?

Matouike recalled her experience in the Great Library of Alexandria.

The answer I received was yes.

Just like in the third level, the guardians were also wary of excessive explosions damaging the records left in that laboratory.

Furthermore, could Ptolemy's mechanical bird be considered a product possessing consciousness?

what.

The answer is yes.

The existence of the mechanical bird, which is part of the Library of Alexandria, proves, in turn, that the library possesses its own consciousness.

Therefore, gaining trust does not necessarily require complete adherence to the rules.

This is the vulnerability.

So how did Tsbia gain trust?

Is he also an alchemist of the Atlas Institute?

No, Tsbia, who had already fallen into the twenty-seventh Dead Apostle, should be considered a defector.

So what could it be?

Matou Ike narrowed his eyes, the repulsive force emanating from the blood moon growing stronger.

Extracting Od essence and converting it into magic to fight it seems to be falling behind.

The Atlas Academy's allocation...

Dispatch?

Matouchi recalled the plots that Pharaoh Ptolemy had plotted during his lifetime.

The fact that the faction was tricked by the Pharaoh was because they were afraid of violating the precepts and being wanted by the Atlas Academy headquarters.

Therefore, they have violated the precepts.

The precept is "not to disclose one's research to others".

It turned out to be the case.

This group of alchemists has already revealed their research to their companions.

It might even bring together all of everyone's research.

"Does the saying 'Three cobblers are equal to one Zhuge Liang' mean?"

Each of them, belonging to the faction, realized that they absolutely could not complete the task on their own, because they did not have that ability.

Just like the knowledge that Ptolemy just deciphered, how could the problem of the world's destruction be solved simply by using "law"?

Talented alchemists would only be able to reach the headquarters of the Atlas Institute, where they would enjoy more resources and knowledge that could be shared.

So is it a rebellion of the incompetent against the talented?

Incompetent alchemists gathered together to fight against alchemists who were born with talent.

This sounds like it has a romantic flavor.

But is it really because of this?

Are alchemists really such creatures?

the answer is negative.