As Red Archer's ntal defenses collapsed, his Reality Marble, the Unlimited Blade Works, could no longer be sustained. The gears in the air slowly turned into dust, compressing the process of erosion to a re few seconds, like a millennium passing in an instant.
Not only were the gears eroding, but the entire sky began to crack as if an unknown anti-reality Noble Phantasm had forcefully inserted itself into this Reality Marble.
Despite witnessing the crumbling of his surroundings, Red Archer remained surprisingly calm. On the other hand, Bai Song, who had been spectating the battle all along, was now in a panic.
"Darn it! Why are you guys fighting so fast?!" Bai Song noticed the changes around him and imdiately beca anxious. He turned around and realized that in just a few seconds, Red Archer had already been defeated!
"No, no, no! Please, no!" Bai Song, who had just acquired a storage bag from Jerry, had intended to pilfer so Noble Phantasms from the Unlimited Blade Works. He believed that, with the power of codic characters, he could permanently preserve these items, which would surely fetch a good price despite being bootlegged versions of the originals!
However, now, in the face of the rapidly disappearing Noble Phantasms, Bai Song's heart sank. He desperately tried to seize so weapons before they vanished completely.
Alas, despite his frantic attempts to rob a few artifacts, Bai Song was ultimately too late. Looking at his empty storage bag, he could only weep in despair.
The outco of the battle today was Bai Song's failure. The Unlimited Blade Works, Red Archer's Reality Marble, crumbled at a lightning speed, and within a few seconds, the entire world collapsed.
Including Bai Song and everyone else... Well, all living beings returned to their original world.
However, perhaps due to the movent during the battle, when everyone exited Red Archer's Reality Marble, they found themselves not on the rooftop where they initially entered but in an alley, with the exit just seven or eight ters away.
Despite the trendous changes occurring around them, Spike continued to obviously hold Red Archer's head in its mouth, as if nothing else mattered to it. Its focus was solely on this "sword-boned head."
Unfortunately, Red Archer had stopped struggling by now, and he seed to be on the brink of defeat. Even if he were to survive this encounter, he would likely carry the trauma of facing a dog for the rest of his lifealthough nobody cared if he developed any psychological scars.
anwhile, Spike still seed to be enjoying the taste of Red Archer's head, but soon it furrowed its brow.
"Why does this sword-boned head lack any bone flavor?"
With that thought in mind, Spike released its grip on Red Archer's waist and pulled him out of its mouth. It then turned him around, so Red Archer was now facing Spike.
Red Archer's tongue was hanging out, his eyes were rolled back, and his cheeks were slightly flushed, possibly due to the prolonged ti spent in the hot dog's mouth, turning him red.
However, Spike paid no attention to these details. It only cared about one thing, and to confirm it, Spike brought Red Archer closer and started sniffing him with its dog nose.
"You darn scamr!" Spike beca furious after confirming there was no hint of bone fragrance.
In a fit of rage, Spike threw the defeated and will-less Red Archer aside, venting its anger. After this action, Spike grumbled and walked away.
"Bam!" In an instant, the thrown Red Archer's head hit a wall, with only his upper body stuck inside the wall, while his lower body remained outside.
Tom, who had just returned to a standing position from kneeling on the ground, saw this scene. Its eyes, as large and bright as kohl eyes, glead with excitent. This was the revenge opportunity it had been waiting for (for half a minute)!
Thrilled by the thought of finally getting its revenge, Tom reached outside the picture and grabbed a bunch of various Noble Phantasms, each one from Red Archer's Unlimited Blade Works.
It is worth noting that when Tom pulled out the pile of weapons, it wasn't just outside the field of view of everyone present, including the dog-like beings, but even the images displayed on the large screens floating in the air couldn't capture Tom reaching for the weapons. It was as if the will of the vast universe had chosen not to observe Tom retrieving the weapons, and everything happened in an incredibly fortuitous manner.
Initially filled with sorrow, Bai Song's eyes widened in surprise when Tom suddenly pulled out the bunch of Noble Phantasms. Upon regaining his composure, Bai Song praised Tom repeatedly, "Tom...? Good job, Tom! Well done!"
However, before Bai Song could finish his complints, he was left dumbfounded by Tom's next actions. Tom, with a lascivious grin on its face, stuck out its tongue and quickly ran towards Red Archer, who was stuck in the wall.
After nonchalantly dropping the bunch of weapons on the ground, Tom looked at Red Archer's helpless half-body lodged in the wall, rubbed its hands together, and thought, "Hehe, now you can't move, can you?"
Scanning the ground, Tom soon found a suitable sword-like Noble Phantasm. With both hands raised, Tom smiled happily, much like its usual self, and exclaid, "Ah-ha!"
However, Tom's expression suddenly changed. With the sword in hand, it directly thrust towards the left side of Red Archer's buttocks!
"Squish!" The sword effortlessly pierced into Red Archer's left buttock, but due to censorship reasons, there was no gushing of red bloodor any other color, for that matter.
Feeling the pain in his buttock, Red Archer's face contorted in agony, and he let out a painful cry, "Aaargh!!!"
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