#539Chapter 511: Death's MovementAI Model: gemini-2.5-flash
Chapter 511: Anomaly of the Death God
On the vast stone slab plaza, a massive temple, bearing the marks of time, stood atop Mount Enzou. The stone steps were continuous and winding, and the mountain mist and dew dampened the cloaks of visitors.
The Heroic Spirit, clad in a purple samurai robe, stood with his arms crossed, his dark blue hair tied into a ponytail behind his head. Beside him, at the mountain gate, leaned a long katana, over five feet in length, its purple sheath seemingly also touched by rain and dew, brewing mist.
"To think this remote mountain gate would have so many guests today, it truly is…"
Sasaki Kojiro's words trailed off halfway, and he stopped himself. The people below seemed oblivious to his presence, one by one arriving at the open space below the mountain gate.
This was a dangerous sign, and among the newcomers, there were clearly extremely dangerous individuals.
Although Sasaki Kojiro considered himself merely a lonely ghost, unworthy of the title of Heroic Spirit, having been summoned by that vixen, he could only guard this mountain gate.
Hum~
The five-foot-plus famous sword, Monohoshizao, had appeared in his hand at some unknown moment, slowly unsheathing, its inscription "Bizen Osafune Nagamitsu" faintly visible on the blade.
A strong sense of sharpness tore through the hazy rain and mist, and Sasaki Kojiro's presence rapidly intensified.
The newcomers stood about two meters lower than the mountain gate. This group, dressed in grey, white, or yellow-black rain cloaks, seemed to exchange glances, and finally, a petite figure in a yellow rain cloak stepped forward.
Untying her cloak, she revealed meticulously styled golden hair. Her silver-white armor shone brightly beneath a blue battle skirt, and silver-white gauntlets adorned her hands. Her posture was impeccable, like a rigid knight, but where her hands clasped, it was empty, nothing visible.
Sasaki Kojiro lowered his long sword diagonally behind him and slowly descended from the mountain gate. It was then he noticed a small tuft of hair on the golden-haired woman's head seemed to stand up separately, disrupting that meticulously rigid appearance.
"Saber…"
Emiya Shirou, the red-haired boy also wearing a bright yellow rain cloak, looked at Artoria with some concern. Emiya Shirou, who wholeheartedly wished to become a "Hero of Justice," was still unaccustomed to hiding in the back and letting Saber handle all the dangerous battles at this moment.
This did not align with his values.
But the others beside him seemed indifferent; no one had any intention of stepping in to relieve Saber.
He turned his head and saw the robust, white-haired Heroic Spirit, who had just averted his gaze from him, simply watching the Ryudoji Temple gate in the rain and mist with his arms crossed.
Emiya Shirou then looked at the handsome man at the end of the line, who was a head taller than the others. Although he still didn't understand many things, he vaguely sensed that this man was the one truly orchestrating everything in this group.
Whether it was the magus from the Tohsaka side, who called himself Chrollo, or Rin Tohsaka and this white-haired Heroic Spirit, they all observed his reactions before acting.
Moreover, Emiya Shirou remembered clearly that last night, that man had appeared near his house and had a battle with someone…
"What are you worried about?"
Rin Tohsaka frowned, feeling inexplicably annoyed by Emiya Shirou's distracted look.
"Saber is the best Servant; she's not a little girl who needs to hide behind you!"
As if to annotate her words, the "Sword of Promised Victory," obscured by the "Wind King Barrier," let out a low growl and unleashed a fierce slash. Amidst the bursting rain and mist, a powerful force let out a tremendous roar.
Sasaki Kojiro's figure was light, and he instantly retreated several steps. He keenly realized that the opponent was holding an invisible weapon in her hands.
Chrollo looked down at the communicator in his hand, seeing the messages White Mask continued to send to his team members, his heart filled with conflict.
His team had confirmed that White Mask had gained Gilgamesh's trust through some unknown means.
Compared to Saber, who couldn't receive magical energy replenishment, Gilgamesh was undoubtedly overwhelmingly powerful in this Holy Grail War, and even in this deployment mission, in terms of stats and values.
Did he really want to be an enemy of a Heroic Spirit like "Golden Sparkle"?
But on the other hand, he had accepted Tao Pai Pai's "cooperation invitation," and if he had other thoughts now, he would surely be hunted down by Tao Pai Pai.
Chrollo looked at Tao Pai Pai, who stood at the end of the line in the rain and mist, seemingly lost in thought, his expression flickering between light and dark.
Bai Cangshu, at this moment, was seated in the vast consciousness space. He sat high upon the Heart Throne, carefully examining the spiritual fragment before him.
This was probably the first time a spiritual fragment had appeared in this space where spiritual bodies could revive infinitely.
It came from the Reincarnator who could unleash a Zanpakuto.
Gojo Satoru rested his hands behind his head, leaning in mid-air. His position was slightly lower than the Heart Throne, and he kept muttering, believing that this peculiar consciousness space was hinting at Bai Cangshu's primary status in this manner.
"I went through a lot of trouble to snatch this corpse piece from that guy's mouth, and now I have to be looked down on like this, tsk~"
Gojo Satoru was always informal. Bai Cangshu automatically filtered out his various emotions and, hearing this, looked towards the farthest corner from himself.
A once enormous spiritual creature had almost completely solidified, the Death God from the Naruto World, who should have been a special divine spiritual entity, akin to a god of incense and offerings, born from primitive faith or nature.
But at this moment, its size had shrunk to just over two meters, and its Hannya mask emitted a sense of reality that was out of place in this consciousness space, as if… a real mask, a truly existing entity, had entered this consciousness space.
Moreover, its short ritual sword now measured over a meter in length, transforming into a white-sheathed katana.
"That guy devoured a blue-haired woman who suddenly fell in a while ago, and that's how he became like this."
Millennium Bug, clad in a black trench coat, also spoke to explain.
In Bai Cangshu's consciousness space, there were hundreds of thousands of spiritual bodies at this time, but these spiritual bodies, due to prolonged battles, had gradually begun to form different factions.
Gojo Satoru, as the spiritual body who had cooperated with Bai Cangshu the longest and was the earliest to possess independent consciousness, had the best compatibility with him. And because of their previous experience of vying for body control and even sitting on the Heart Throne, he was subtly the closest to Bai Cangshu.
As for Millennium Bug, knowing Tao Pai Pai's terror, he was also convinced by Gojo Satoru's theory. He wanted to rely on Tao Pai Pai to become stronger, hoping that he could be given a physical body and have his soul reappear in the world, achieving a different kind of rebirth.
Therefore, Millennium Bug also belonged to the "Pro-Bai Faction."
Further away was Uchiha Madara, clad in red armor. Although he had cooperated with Bai Cangshu several times, he was always arrogant, believing that he was merely absorbed into this space by Bai Cangshu's cleverness.
He believed that Bai Cangshu had not yet witnessed his prime and was unworthy of dancing with him, but he generally held a tacit attitude towards resurrection.
Thus, he belonged to the type who would cooperate with Bai Cangshu but would not actively help him. He currently occupied a considerable amount of space alone, with many spiritual bodies gathering around him, and they would not attack him.
In the opposite corner to Uchiha Madara, Minato Namikaze curiously observed the figure that had finally appeared on the perpetually empty throne in the sky.
He was no match for Uchiha Madara, but in this space, spiritual bodies were clearly immortal; even if killed, they would revive in that River of Yellow Springs.
Minato Namikaze was still at the stage of trying to understand the situation.
Closer to him was the recently absorbed Guardian Spirit, Lyubu. This formidable general, having lost his mount when absorbed by the Reincarnator, was weakened, and had been directly suppressed by Bai Cangshu. Thus, he now stood coldly in a corner.
With a casual wave, he cut down large numbers of Yin spirits, but then, some more evolved and powerful Yin spirits would launch attacks against him.
Bai Cangshu clearly observed the ecosystem here, then raised his hand, and a strong fluctuation began to emanate from his hand.
"Come over!"
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