Miracle Summoner

"Come forth!"

In an incredible space, amid a terrifying storm of magical energy, Rozen's voice resounded throughout.

"The sixth Beast Vassal—Minelauva Iris!"

A Valkyrie wielding a golden greatsword appeared, swaying amidst a spray of blood mist.

"Clang—!"

With a sword cry that seemed capable of slicing the world apart, the Valkyrie vibrated her wings of flame and shot forward. She swung her earth-shattering strike at Artoria, who had leaped out from the flashes of lightning and thunder.

"Clang—!"

Wrapped entirely in lightning, Artoria seemed to be enduring the damage caused by Regulus Aurum, yet she still managed to hastily raise her holy lance to block the descending greatsword. The resulting impact sent terrifying shockwaves rippling outward from the point of collision between the greatsword and the holy lance, expanding in all directions.

However, the force of the shockwaves ultimately pushed toward Artoria.

In terms of sheer destructive power and explosive force, Minelauva Iris, as a Beast Vassal, had the upper hand. With planetary-scale mana supporting her, the energy unleashed in that instant was overwhelmingly terrifying.

As a result, Artoria barely held out before she was struck down by Minelauva Iris's greatsword.

But this was only the beginning.

"The seventh Beast Vassal—Kiffa Ater!"

Without hesitation, Rozen summoned his fourth Beast Vassal. The blood mist rising from his body surged skyward, condensing into a pitch-black sword.

A colossal black sword, over a hundred meters long, hovered high in the air before descending in an instant. The sheer pressure and gravity it emitted made the very space itself groan and tremble as if it were about to collapse.

Struck down as she was, Artoria could not have failed to notice this.

"Storm, come forth!"

Summoning a tempest, Artoria let a tornado engulf her, propelling herself skyward to meet the falling black trident sword.

Alas, it was futile.

"Boom!"

Without the slightest resistance, Kiffa Ater, the most destructive of the Fourth Primogenitor's Beast Vassals, instantly obliterated the oncoming storm and continued its downward descent, as if splitting the heavens and earth.

Faced with such power, even Artoria dared not confront it directly. Spurring Dun Stallion, she streaked across the sky like a shooting star, escaping the targeted area of Kiffa Ater's descent.

However...

"The second Beast Vassal—Cor Tauri Succinum!"

"The third Beast Vassal—Al Meissa Mercury!"

"The fourth Beast Vassal—Natra Cinereus!"

"The eighth Beast Vassal—Shaula Viola!"

"The ninth Beast Vassal—Alnasl Minium!"

"The eleventh Beast Vassal—Sadalmelik Albus!"

Rozen fully unleashed himself, summoning all the Beast Vassals residing within his blood.

"Roar!"

A massive bull-headed god, wielding a blazing battle axe, howled at the sky.

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

A two-headed dragon, its body the color of liquid mercury, let out a menacing bellow.

"Screech!"

A beast clad in silver armor emerged alongside a swirling mist.

"Roar!"

A sphinx-like beast, wreathed in violet flames, crouched low and growled, ready to pounce.

"Neigh!"

A warhorse with crimson twin horns and a flowing mane swept up a howling storm as it charged.

"—!"

A water spirit, possessing the upper body of a beautiful woman and the lower body of a massive pale-blue serpent, with countless writhing serpents for hair, shrieked as she surged forth on a tide of water.

"Roar!"

Lastly, Hokuto, the golden dragon, emerged from the blood mist once more, exuding boundless draconic energy and an unyielding fighting spirit. Its resounding roar echoed across the sky.

Alongside Regulus Aurum, Kiffa Ater, Minelauva Iris, and the others, a total of eleven Beast Vassals stood together, unleashing their cries to shake the heavens and earth, as mana surged wildly, tearing through the atmosphere.

All of them charged toward Artoria, displaying their respective powers.

The golden diamond ram scattered countless gem-like crystals, filling the sky as they rained down in a devastating bombardment.

The bull-headed giant swung its battle axe, commanding molten lava to rise in thick pillars and shoot forward.

The two-headed dragon bared its ferocious fangs and lunged, snapping away space itself.

The silver-armored beast dissolved into a mist of silver, drifting ominously toward Artoria.

Meanwhile, the thunder lion, twin-horned warhorse, and the water spirit all unleashed their own abilities—one sparking with lightning, another kicking up a violent storm, and the last conjuring a massive whirlpool.

Mesarthim Adamas unleashed an icy breath that blanketed the battlefield, while the sphinx-like beast, cloaked in purple flames, spewed forth a deadly toxic miasma.

As for Minelauva Iris, she deftly caught the black trident sword, merging the power of two Beast Vassals. With her wings vibrating, she streaked through the sky toward Artoria.

In an instant, eleven calamity-level Beast Vassals bore down on Artoria. Her figure, mounted on Dun Stallion, transformed into a shooting star as she darted, weaved, and maneuvered between their onslaughts—dodging lightning, tempests, torrents, frost, silver mist, and all other relentless attacks.

For the first time, Artoria seemed overwhelmed.

"To think he possesses this level of power...!?"

At last, Artoria was shaken.

The sheer force of Rozen's unleashed power had astounded even the goddess-level Artoria.

This also told her one thing—when Rozen got serious, or even angry, he was utterly terrifying.

The eleven Beast Vassals, each a calamity given form, bore down on her relentlessly. Forced to evade rather than counter, Artoria found herself struggling.

For a time, the entire space quaked and roared, as though the heavens and earth were in upheaval. Cataclysmic forces erupted all at once.

The scene was like something out of a nightmare, or perhaps a myth.

Even Rozen's allies were left in shock.

"Th-this… Is this Senpai's true power…?"

Mash's eyes were filled with disbelief.

"Master..."

Even Artoria [Alter] was holding her breath.

As for the observers from Chaldea, they were utterly dumbfounded.

"That brat..."

"This power..."

"It's… It's terrifying..."

Watching the apocalyptic battle unfold, Roman, Da Vinci, and Olga Marie were frozen, unable to believe their eyes.

Naturally, the rest of Chaldea's staff and engineers were in the same state, incapable of reacting.

At that moment, Rozen swiftly moved to Bedivere's side.

"Order!"

Holding a pitch-black healing talisman, Rozen pressed it against Bedivere's body.

The custom-made healing talisman radiated a dazzling emerald light, glowing brilliantly.