Shinji Matou at Your Service

Shinji gripped the golden bow with his left hand and plucked the bowstring with his right. Between his hands, a highly concentrated solar flame gathered.

This was the precursor to the liberation of Karna's divine weapon, the strongest attack of the Archer class. Legend has it that this strike was enough to destroy cities and nations.

Even though the attack was still in its preparatory stage, if unleashed on Earth, the magical energy waves would affect magi within a ten-kilometer radius. Yet, this obvious fluctuation didn't attract Arcueid and Altera's attention.

This was partly because the battle was fierce and this power wasn't strong enough to threaten them.

Such is the cruel reality.

Karna's divine weapon was indeed powerful. There were few things in human history stronger than it, but for the True Ancestor and the Wandering Civilization Destroyer, it was still insignificant.

"The gap is indeed enormous," Shinji smiled bitterly. Although he had expected this result, seeing it firsthand was still disheartening.

"The Immortal Bow is already the most destructive Noble Phantasm I possess. Perhaps only Noble Phantasm like Excalibur or Gáe Bolg could pose a threat to you. This is the pinnacle of solar system combat strength, truly terrifying."

Maintaining his bow stance, Shinji patiently awaited an opportunity to intervene in the battle. In terms of power, either Arcueid or Altera could easily crush him, but power isn't everything.

Just like the human ancestors 14,000 years ago. Compared to the white giant Sefar, they were so tiny, yet they never gave up, continually resisting. Because of their efforts, they bought the planet enough time to preserve the seeds of civilization and prevent destruction.

Even though his power was small, if used well, it could still influence the battle.

In his sight, the struggle between the two titans grew more intense.

Altera punched Arcueid in the abdomen, and Arcueid countered with a palm strike to Altera's shoulder. A white and brown mountain toppled, one embedding into the surrounding rock walls, the other crashing heavily into the golden sea.

Instinctively dispelling the invading force, both used their arms to support their bodies and, without pausing, almost simultaneously lunged at each other again.

No hesitation. No alteration. No defense.

Simply and straightforwardly, a punch for a kick, a claw for a palm, exchanging injuries.

Honestly, this was a battle with no technical skill. Even top Servants, or someone like Astolfo, known for being weak, would surpass them in martial technique.

However, it was precisely this primitive battle that demonstrated their true strength.

Martial skills? Those are for weak humans. For Altera and Arcueid, no matter how exquisite or complex human martial skills were, they were meaningless.

Because no martial skill, no matter how powerful, could withstand the massive force of a single punch.

Even if it hit the body and caused damage, their eternal and perfect bodies could quickly heal.

This was primal power, innate strength, a crushing dominance at the level of life itself.

Another collision.

Brown fists and white palms collided solidly.

At the moment of contact, pure power swept back and forth. Visible shockwaves, accompanied by thunderous roars, echoed within the narrow stone chamber. The golden sea, already pushed to the corners, was further distorted by the impact.

At this point, the Golden Sea truly lived up to its name. Whether it was gold coins, ingots, or bricks, or other golden artifacts, all were reduced to a unified form—golden sand, fine golden sand, swirling with the shifting force fields.

As the golden specks settled in the temple, clinging to Shinji's cheeks, the long-gathered solar flame was released.

"Brahmastra Kundala: O' Brahma, Curse Me)!"

The Anti-Country Noble Phatasm, radiating brilliance.

This is the reenactment of Karna's legendary deeds—not the spear limited by his class, but the bow, the divine bow that struck fear into the hearts of the Pandavas.

The arrow shot out at supersonic speed, turning into a blazing sun, and emitting terrifying light and heat. Wherever it passed, the golden sand dispersed in the air and vaporized instantly.

The arrow, imbued with Brahma's great power, pierced through the point of contact between Altera and Arcueid's gazes. Faced with this dazzling brilliance from the stars, the two titans no longer remained indifferent. Instead, they turned their eyes toward the source of the arrow, Shinji, whom they had selectively ignored.

"Shinji?"

"Are you an enemy too?"

Golden pupils, red eyes.

The Mystic Eyes that evoke the deepest desires and the shadows that bring the greatest terror simultaneously enveloped Shinji's soul.

This was the manifestation of the power of the pinnacle lifeforms of the solar system, the embodiment of their respective concepts. Any lifeform of insufficient caliber would instantly submit.

Shinji's caliber was originally insufficient, but he had magic—the highest mystery in the entire universe, the power to create miracles. His deep blue eyes radiated the same colored brilliance, resisting the gazes of gold and red.

"Sorry, forgive me for interrupting like this. You two were too engrossed, and I had no other choice."

"This is my fight. Do not interfere."

"Leave here, strange human, if you do not wish to lose your life."

Different voices, but expressing the same sentiment. They did not want him to intervene because this was between them, and also because of his weakness.

Such harsh words, yet so kind. That's why I don't want you to fight.

"Listen to me!"

The light of his soul rippled, and Shinji's voice directly entered their minds. While the magecraft system is ineffective in the phantasmal world of spiritual particles, the Third Magic, which acts on spiritual particles, can still work.

However, having already responded once, the two titans ignored his voice and turned their gazes back to each other.

In the next second, hands of different colors simultaneously tore through the air.

Being ignored repeatedly, Shinji was also getting angry.

"Listen to me, you two stupid women!"

Magic condensed thoughts and origin shaped them. This was Shinji's unique ability, a power even praised by the Outer God-level Shirou.

The light of his soul spread outward, and countless arms appeared with the halo. A single arm might not surpass a titan's finger, but with a thousand arms combined, even beings as strong as Arcueid and Altera felt the pressure.

"Thousand-Handed Divine Ability!"

PS: Shinji becomes Nico Robin.