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If you were going to play a battle song, you picked the one that would break the chat.
Max had a significant advantage here. The system had let him catalog every piece of music and background track he'd ever encountered in his previous life — ani, gas, films, all of it uploaded and available. So pieces were locked away for later, reserved for monts in FGO that hadn't arrived yet. Music from other franchises, though, was fair ga.
Mozart's baton spun.
MHX's dual swords caught the light as she shifted her stance.
And then the intro hit — ADAMAS, by LiSA. The opening the from Sword Art Online, the explosive one, the one that started with a build and then just kept going.
The chat turned into a wall of text.
MHX didn't say anything. She transford into a golden arc and launched herself at the Ox-King Great Divine ssenger, and the battle resud with a soundtrack behind it.
Simultaneously, Maverick and Danny settled back into their sniping positions. The dynamic between them in close-quarters combat put them at a disadvantage — Randy as a target wasn't close enough, and Ushi Gozen's reflexes had already demonstrated what happened to anyone who tried a clean shot on him. But at long range, against a stationary or slowed target, the math shifted entirely.
Maverick raised the scope, closed one eye, settled into the stance.
[Chat]:
[Losing_It]: the man just turned into a sexy action movie extra. what is happening.
[Background_Music_Review]: ADAMAS in a Holy Grail War. I never knew I needed this.
[Just_Watching]: I'm just going to sit here and absorb this
Max switched the broadcast feed to Randy's stream.
On top of the Ox-King Great Divine ssenger, the second round was already underway.
"Back already? I thought you'd run."
MHX landed in a combat stance, both blades up. "I didn't run. I regrouped. Are you ready to die, heretic?"
"Die?" Ushi Gozen's voice carried sothing between contempt and amusent. "You really dare to say that." The Dōjikiri Yasutsuna rose. "Thunder!"
The bolt ca down hard and MHX took it square.
The note armor absorbed it. A vibration rippled through the glittering patterns on her clothing — not damage, just impact — and the lightning dispersed into the air around her. Behind the front line, Mozart's tempo hadn't changed by a single beat.
MHX didn't slow down.
The dual swords moved — not the sa pattern as before, not the committed strikes aid at decisive damage. What she was doing now was faster, lighter, relentless. Twelve exchanges where there had been three before. Each attack too quick for the black armor to clamp down on the blade before the next one was already coming in. Ushi Gozen's Dōjikiri Yasutsuna moved to intercept and found the angle closed before it arrived. She sent another lightning bolt and it deflected off the music in the air.
Ushi Gozen's eyes went 120% serious.
She brought both blades down from above in a committed overhead strike — everything behind it.
MHX parried both simultaneously with crossed swords, locking the trajectory for one fraction of a second.
"An opening!"
The lyric hit at exactly the right mont. MHX's dual swords blazed—
[Shiny sword — my diamond!]
Both blades carved across Ushi Gozen's chest simultaneously. The black armor cracked and shrieked. An X-shaped mark opened through the plating, and blood followed — real, dark, spreading across the damaged surface of the armor in both directions from the crossing point.
[Chat]:
[SCREAMING]: THE TIMING WITH THE LYRIC
[Perfect]: that was either planned or the most beautiful accident in streaming history
[Ushi_Gozen_Watch]: she's tanking this. ribs are gone. internal organs are just vibes at this point. the armor is keeping her operational.
[Worried_About_Randy]: Randy is watching this from about three ters away
[Randy_Experience]: Randy has had a day
The dual swords dimd for a mont — energy expenditure showing in their output — and then Maverick's voice ca through from the periter:
"Command Seal — X, do what you need to do! Noble Phantasm release, whatever it takes!"
The blades blazed back to full intensity.
"Thank you, Master." MHX's voice dropped into sothing quieter, more absolute. She looked at Ushi Gozen. "Heretic — are you ready?"
She raised both swords.
"Noble Phantasm — release!"
"Starlight — Red! White! Black! All shall disperse!"
"This is —[X…calibur]"
"(Naless…Victory Sword)"
Other Artorias fired a beam. That was the signature. The Sword of Victory charged up and released a concentrated blast of magical energy in a straight line that ended whatever it hit.
MHX's version couldn't do that.
What it could do was worse, in its own specific way.
Because the beam couldn't fire outward, it had nowhere to go except inward — cycling back into the blade itself, wrapping around the sword in a continuous high-output torrent of ions that kept building rather than releasing. The Holy Sword unfolded in that mont, not taphorically but structurally, panels and surfaces shifting to maximize output surface area, and then it moved.
The strikes that followed were individually too fast to track. Not a beam, not a single swing — a storm. Each impact carried concentrated ion output at close range, and there were dozens of them before the Noble Phantasm cycle completed, each one finding a new gap in the damaged armor, each one going deeper than the last.
Black armor plating mixed with sothing more structural — bone-based, blood-based, the composite material that gave it its properties — went airborne in fragnts. Flesh went with it.
Ushi Gozen's expression didn't change. The armor kept her operational. She had no power to fight back.
Every lightning attempt was deflected by Mozart's ongoing music. Every ti the Dōjikiri Yasutsuna moved to block, MHX's Galaxy Sword was already sowhere else, and the parry window had closed.
The chat in Randy's stream was in freefall:
[Chat — Randy's Stream]:
[Epic]: the Holy Grail War genuinely needed background music. the General was right about everything.
[Accurate]: swords like light — shining like diamonds—
[Ushi_Concern]: she's not dead despite all that. the black armor is genuinely absurd.
[Urgent]: Randy! Command Seal! Support her now or she actually dies here!
[Dual_Sword]: the dual-sword style is just too cool. I need rchandise for this Noble Phantasm. I will pay whatever they ask.
[Counter]: by the ti the ga company gets around to it I'll just make my own
[Warning]: careful with that, soone will send a legal notice
[Ushi_Gozen_Defender]: she's Indra's daughter! where is that combat power! stop getting suppressed and do sothing!
Inside the Noble Phantasm cycle, sothing finally shifted.
Ushi Gozen's head turned.
"Quick." Her voice was flat, stripped of everything except the tactical assessnt. "Last Command Seal. Reveal my true form — or we both end here."
"You wish."
Randy's voice was equally flat.
He activated the Command Seal.
"Command Seal — Ushi Gozen, reveal your true form!"
She had her father's resilience. Indra's inheritance ran deep in her, and what ca through it wasn't elegance or power in the traditional heroic sense — it was endurance. The ability to keep going past the point where going should have been possible.
And she was her father's child in one other way: she didn't stop when she was losing. She escalated.
Just as MHX's blade was closing on the final angle — the one that would have ended the fight — a wave of viscous black magical energy poured outward from Ushi Gozen's form. It hit the ongoing lightning protection around MHX hard enough to crack it, and MHX was thrown back and down, landing ten kiloters away on the ground below in a burst of impact dust.
[Chat]:
[PHASE_TWO]: PHASE TWO
[Observing]: white-skinned character going dark always cos with a power boost. this is a law of the universe.
[Fashion_Update]: the black armor is gone. she's — wait. what is she wearing.
[Side_Slit]: SIDE SLIT
[Leg_Analysis]: those legs are longer than a full human being. that's not physically correct.
[Third_Eye]: the third eye on her forehead. the pigtails that look like bull horns with eyes in them. the two giant armored hands behind her holding a spiked club.
[Summary]: divine form confird. this is the god fragnt coming through.
[Lore]: Holy Grail War can't summon actual gods. this is probably her channeling divine power into herself — a self-destructive combat state rather than a true summoning.
[Logic]: makes sense. the spiritual foundation can't hold a god. she's just borrowing the output temporarily.
[Practical_Priority]: whatever — Mozart can you change the BGM?!
[System_ssage]: [User 'Keep_It_Civil' has been issued a 72-hour account restriction for inappropriate speech.]
[Unrelated]: braised Master, anyone?
[Ignoring_That]:
The transformation announced itself.
Thunder rolled across the field — not the combat-generated kind, not the Ox-King's ongoing output. Sothing deeper, coming from everywhere at once. A bell resonated through the air without any visible source.
Ushi Gozen's eyes opened.
The third eye on her forehead was steady and calm, the kind of calm that ca not from peace but from complete indifference to outco. The two eyes in the horn-pigtails above her head scanned the field independently. The giant armored hands behind her shifted, adjusting their grip on the spiked club to sothing readier.
"Be proud." Her voice had changed — lower, broader, carrying the resonance of sothing that wasn't entirely personal anymore. "You're the first to make reveal this form. Now—"
The calm face broke into a smile. Bloodthirsty, clean, absolutely certain of itself.
"—turn to dust. Along with that city."
Ten kiloters away, a streak of golden light was already accelerating back toward her.
MHX, having landed and recalibrated, had not stayed down.
Ushi Gozen watched her co. Let the magical energy building in her divine form reach full pressure, the Noble Phantasm cycling back to readiness, the Ox-King beneath her responding to her new state with a fresh surge of lightning output—
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[End of Chapter 160]
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