"Did it… kick out?"
Fang Mo instinctively scratched his head as he stared at the Holy Grail before him.
The truth behind the Holy Grail system created by the Three Founding Families was that it was designed to create a passage leading to the Root. Fang Mo had, in fact, just jamd that passage quite forcefully.
But now, it seed like the Root couldn’t handle it anymore.
Normally, Fang Mo wouldn’t bother with it any further. However, when he had briefly entered the Root earlier, he had mysteriously unlocked a bunch of secret modules, and that was from just a small fragnt of light from the endless vortex.
Given the concept of the Root—a place that records all the information and causes of the Type-Moon universe—Fang Mo had reason to believe that this place could unlock a large number of modules.
When the potential for unlocking new modules ca into play, Fang Mo’s motivation skyrocketed. He imdiately tried using his energy to forcefully pierce the world’s boundary and create a new passage.
“This little cup closed up on …”
Muttering to himself, Fang Mo activated his dinsional powers. A blinding white light gathered rapidly in his hand, distorting and thrashing around, so powerful that it seed capable of tearing apart an entire continent if left unchecked. It was as though Fang Mo held the core of a collapsing star in his grasp.
Space began to fracture and collapse.
A pitch-black singularity ford in the white light in his hand—a wormhole created by the breach in the three-dinsional space, encircled by a ring of blinding white light, resembling a mysterious black hole in the cosmos.
Seeing this, Fang Mo focused his mind.
Once again, his consciousness hurled itself into the hole.
After a brief mont of disorientation, Fang Mo found himself in an endless void. Unlike the vibrant vortex of the Root, this void was utterly devoid of even chaos—nothingness itself.
"Hmm?"
Fang Mo was montarily stunned.
He scanned the vast emptiness around him but found no trace of the Root.
"Did I take a wrong turn?"
Sensing the infinite emptiness around him, Fang Mo realized this wasn’t the world’s exterior or the Root. Simply breaking through the world’s boundary wasn’t enough—so kind of dium was also needed.
In the case of the Grail system, it seed to rely on the Servants’ souls returning to the Throne of Heroes.
"Emmm…"
Staring at the Grail in front of him, Fang Mo pondered for a mont, then summoned Steve and quickly set up a dark stone altar on the ground.
Using the power of the Abyssal To, the altar was soon complete.
Without a word, Fang Mo placed the Holy Grail on the altar and activated the ti-reversal ritual, channeling an astronomical amount of energy into it.
A ti field enveloped the Grail.
The entire world trembled uneasily.
The rules of reality strained against each other, and even the ancient, blasphemous whispers beca intermittent. The ritual process was extrely difficult. Ṟ𝐚ℕ𝐨ᛒЁṠ
"…"
Fang Mo remained silent, pressing his hand against the Abyssal To.
His dinsional energy replaced the conventional energy required for the ritual, flooding into the altar. The flas on the altar roared to life, and space around him began to stir. An overwhelming force extended outward, grasping into the void, and a few souls were forcibly dragged back from wherever they had been.
"Good, just like that."
Satisfied, Fang Mo halted the dark ritual.
He picked up the Grail. Once again, the souls of the Servants inside began to churn, resonating with the magical energy and piercing through the barrier. The Servants’ souls passed through the portal back to the Throne of Heroes.
Seizing the opportunity, Fang Mo made his move.
"Take this! Dinsional Demon God’s expander!"
With a roar, Fang Mo summoned a massive surge of white energy in his hand and slamd it into the portal to the world’s exterior.
This ti, Fang Mo relied solely on his dinsional powers. To ensure the portal wouldn’t close again, he channeled energy from three different dinsions. The portal solidified, becoming stable, and its secrets were laid bare before Fang Mo.
“Heh, nowhere to hide now.”
Smirking, Fang Mo grabbed hold of the portal to the world’s exterior and once again plunged his consciousness inside.
In an instant, he was lost in a state of confusion.
Soon enough, the dreamlike azure vortex appeared before him again.
This ti, ard with experience, Fang Mo quickly found one of the light particles within the vortex and covered it with his consciousness.
Imdiately, a cascade of system notifications exploded in his mind.
But this ti, what he unlocked left Fang Mo stunned.
[System Notification: G-Key Crafting Table unlocked.]
[System Notification: JEI Internal Manager unlocked.]
[System Notification: NEI Internal Manager unlocked.]
[System Notification: JEI Addon—Forestry Bee Breeding Guide unlocked.]
[System Notification: JEI Addon—Avaritia Recipe Query unlocked.]
[System Notification: JEI Addon—Thaumcraft Item Query unlocked.]
[System Notification: JEI Addon…]
…
A flood of system notifications echoed in Fang Mo’s mind, but he barely registered them. He was fixated on one realization.
“Holy crap, I can finally understand the crafting table?!”
Even Fang Mo couldn’t contain his joy. He had an overwhelming urge to laugh out loud. He had been waiting for this mont for so many years! He and Xiao Yao had practically had kids by now… and finally, this blasted thing was unlocked!
"Hahahahaha!!!"
Unable to hold it in any longer, Fang Mo burst into a fit of crazed laughter. "I’m invincible now! Truly invincible!!!"
But perhaps in his excitent, he let his guard down.
Just as Fang Mo was reveling in his victory, the entire vortex of stars in front of him began to tremble violently.
In normal circumstances, a vortex couldn’t tremble, but that was exactly what was happening. The entire space seed to distort and shatter, becoming blurry. The endless throne of truth started to boil and collapse.
In the blink of an eye, everything dimd rapidly.
It was as if the stars were being extinguished, and the universe was plunging into an eternal abyss.
Fang Mo’s vision went dark, and the particles of light vanished entirely. Soon, the space itself began to disintegrate and dissipate, and he was forcibly ejected.
When he regained his senses, he found himself back in Fuyuki City.
"…Huh?"
Fang Mo blinked in surprise and looked up, only to see that the portal to the Root was still there. He instinctively reached inside again.
This ti, however, there was nothing.
It was like the door was still there, but the house behind it had disappeared.
"Wait… you an…"
Realizing what had happened, Fang Mo’s ecstatic smile froze. He hadn’t anticipated this result at all. Was this so kind of karmic retribution?
Frowning, Fang Mo activated the ti-reversal ritual again, unwilling to give up.
Unfortunately, the results were no better this ti. The Servants’ souls were pulled back, but they no longer vanished into the Throne of Heroes—they were stuck inside the Grail, eerily quiet.
"Man, what the hell… Why is the Root so stingy?"
Fang Mo couldn’t help but curse out loud. "Would it kill you to let unlock a few more modules?"
Despite his outburst, no one was there to answer him.
In the end, Fang Mo could only wipe his face in frustration. It seed he had pushed the Root too far. "Damn, I broke it…"
Though he couldn’t unlock any more modules, Fang Mo was still thrilled to have unlocked such useful ones like JEI.
After poking at the Root two or three tis, Fang Mo estimated he had unlocked at least ten new modules. Even without JEI, he had gained a bunch of lucky blocks, which felt like a huge win. With that in mind, he quickly adjusted his mindset.
Since he couldn’t exploit the Root any further, Fang Mo decided to continue playing along with Rin and the others.
With a thought, Fang Mo tore through the thick black mud around him and jumped out.
"What the…!?"
As soon as he erged, he heard a voice of utter shock.
Turning toward the sound, Fang Mo saw none other than Kirei Kotomine, his face filled with disbelief. "Impossible! How could soone like you resist the corruption of All the World’s Evils?"
Kirei was covered in a layer of black mud.
Opposite him stood Rin and Shirou, both in battle stances. They were injured and looked equally stunned to see Fang Mo break free.
"Archer-sama!"
The only one whose reaction differed was Sakura.
Seeing Fang Mo erge unhard, her face lit up with joy. She rushed through the dangerous black mud without hesitation and hugged Fang Mo’s leg. "Thank goodness! I knew you’d be okay!"
"Well, I wouldn’t say totally fine."
Fang Mo patted Sakura’s head, slipping back into character. "That stuff is tricky. If I didn’t have a substitute, I’d probably have been completely devoured by now."
"What?"
Sakura was startled. "Then… does that an you only have one life left?"
"Yeah, I can’t afford to die anymore."
Fang Mo smiled. "But don’t worry, I can still handle these leftovers. Once we’re done here, I’ll figure out how to revive my substitutes, and then I’ll be invincible again."
"Okay!"
Sakura nodded enthusiastically. "I’ll keep providing you with mana, Archer-sama. You mustn’t get hurt…"
"Don’t worry."
Fang Mo grinned. He had already planted the seed of misinformation for the enemy. Now, all he had to do was wait for them to take the bait.
Just as he was about to say sothing to Rin, a few black keys suddenly flew toward his face.
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Fang Mo tilted his head, dodging the thrown daggers. The next mont, Kirei Kotomine had already charged at him, abandoning his fight with Rin and Shirou to co straight for Fang Mo.
Fang Mo wasn’t in the mood to waste ti with him. After all, Kirei was a pure sadist in every tiline.
Fang Mo simply pulled out a gun and fired.
Several energy orbs flew toward Kirei.
However, Kirei’s body, seemingly strengthened by the black mud, perford an evasive roll, dodging Fang Mo’s attacks. In the blink of an eye, he was right in front of Fang Mo.
"It’s over for you."
As he reached Fang Mo, Kirei pressed a large glob of black mud against him, a look of manic joy flashing across his usually calm face.
But the next mont, his smile vanished.
Fang Mo’s body showed no reaction whatsoever.
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For a brief mont, both Fang Mo and Kirei wore expressions of confusion. The stalemate was quickly broken when Fang Mo punched Kirei, his fist moving so fast that Kirei couldn’t react in ti. With a loud thud, Kirei’s chest caved in, and he was sent flying back, coughing up blood.
"Impossible! How are you not corrupted by the filth…"
Struggling to stand, Kirei stared at Fang Mo in disbelief. Before he could finish his sentence, a sudden squelch interrupted him. A blade had pierced through his chest.
"Ugh!?"
Kirei looked down at the familiar sword protruding from his chest, shock in his eyes.
He instinctively turned his head and saw Rin standing behind him. The scene was a near-perfect mirror of how Kirei had once stabbed her father, Tohsaka Tokiomi, years ago—with the sa Azoth sword.
"You…" Kirei coughed up more blood, trying to speak.
"Kirei Kotomine."
Rin’s voice was cold. "This is the sa blade that killed my father. Now, I return it to you.”
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