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Chapter 217 Black Smoke Mirror

"Aaaaaaaaaaa!!"

Restricted by the imperial decrees of the First Emperor of Qin, and besieged by numerous heroic spirits, even Tiamat appeared disheveled. Her massive 7400km² body was not a weapon, but rather a giant target.

However, as long as life exists in the world, Tiamat will never die. Countless hideous wounds appeared on her body, but of course, they were very small for her huge body and healed in no time.

"Aren't you going to make a move?" Aoki Makoto asked softly, as if a soft laugh could be heard in his ear.

It was as if someone was watching a good show.

Makoto Aoki subconsciously clenched his fists and gritted his teeth. Sure enough, summoning Servants comes with such risks. You're not Fujimaru Ritsuka, why should anyone help you?

Although he still had one spot left and a chance to make up for it, Makoto Aoki originally had other plans.

The beacon fires on the Great Wall never ceased, the magical cannons of the Epang Palace never stopped firing, and humanity exhausted all its reserves, with all the world's nuclear weapons being launched in this war.

However, Tiamat remains unaware of death and her ultimate fate; she herself is the most perfect ecosystem in the universe.

If she, as the originating deity, did not exist, how could all life in the world have come into being?

Moreover, all the Heroic Spirits, including Makoto Aoki, knew very well that they couldn't stop it.

With Tiamat's enormous size and her massive 7400 km² body, she can sweep away any obstacle once she charges in. The Great Wall cannot stop her; it has only bought her a little time by limiting her speed.

“…Never mind.” Makoto Aoki decided to use the backup plan.

At this moment, something unexpected happened.

Its bloated, enormous body opened its gaping maw like a black hole, and something was brewing inside.

then……

"Watch out!!" Gilgamesh's "Omniscient and Omnipotent Star" had already seen the future, and in an instant, he used all his defensive Noble Phantasms.

The world fell silent in that instant.

It's hard to describe what it was; all that's known is that everything in sight was filled with crimson flames.

Dragon's breath.

Tiamat, as the mother of dragons, could naturally use this move as well. When the distorted world on her retina returned to normal, even the Heroic Spirits were speechless.

The nearby planets were melted and frozen by the unimaginable dragon's breath. Extreme cold and extreme heat are the environments where the world was born. The great Great Wall that spanned the starry sea was also nearly destroyed, and the wounds on it could no longer withstand the next attack.

Even though the Great Wall could block the dragon's breath energy, its heat and cold were still transmitted to it. The human launch base closest to Tiamat was frozen in endless ice and snow. The people inside were still in their fighting postures, their eyes resolute, but they could no longer fight.

“Aaaaaaaa——”

Tiamat swayed as she continued toward Earth, her wounds gradually closing and healing. The attacks from the Heroic Spirits and humans seemed utterly meaningless.

Aoki Makoto felt a chill run down his spine. He knew he couldn't wait any longer. Just as he made up his mind to summon again, a voice interrupted him.

"Ha, I'm really lucky this time."

The divine servant who had been observing coldly all along, Tescat Riboka, also known as Smoke Mirror, appeared.

The most powerful god on earth in the Aztec world.

His strength is extraordinary, and if nothing unexpected happens, he is even stronger than Quetzalcoatl in Chapter 7 of the original work. After all, when Quetzalcoatl fought Tiamat, he had already tragically lost half of his divinity.

"I love this world, where everyone is a warrior, everyone must fight, everyone must struggle."

Tescatlipoca revealed an excited expression, and his aura reached its peak. Clearly, after watching the entire battle, including the battlefield on Earth, he was eager to join in.

“I don’t need heroes.” Tescatlipoca didn’t look at the Heroic Spirits, but at those whose eyes showed fear, yet who still did not run away and prepared for the next battle. “All I want are warriors, but a world where everyone is a warrior.”

"Fleeing in panic, disgusted by killing, and doubting justice—I do not recognize such cowards as warriors. Those who fight against an overwhelming threat, those who do not give up even if they are to be killed, I will regard as warriors and treat them with respect."

Currently, there are no longer any people on Earth who have backed down, except for ignorant children. Everyone has picked up weapons and is preparing for a final, desperate fight.

"Besides, after all, I was entrusted with this task... Heh." Smoke Mirror suddenly uttered a cryptic remark.

"Be proud of it, humans!" Tescatlipoca spread his arms, his golden eyes filled with ferocity and fanaticism. "The festival has begun; let the warriors' time begin!"

Tescatlipoca looked at Tiamat's bulky, seemingly invincible body and grinned menacingly.

"So-called immortality is just a lump of flesh. Things that cannot be injured, bleed, or fall should not exist in this world."

The immortal Tiamat is the greatest provocation to Tescatlipoca, who reveres battle and death.

Endless darkness swept across the entire universe. Unlike the desolation of space before, the eternal darkness now devoured all light, yet it itself became the sun, illuminating the world eternally.

Even death is shrouded in this darkness, where a colossal obsidian stone descends, reflecting a dark sun that illuminates the world.

"As long as it's the underworld, it's all the same. The nine layers of the underground world, the twelve terrors under the sun, all united as one. The Black Smoke Mirror (Yayauhqui Tezcatlipoca)!"

Tescatlipoca, the ruler of the underground underworld of Miktlan, the paradise of rest in Miktlanpa, which is considered to be the same entity as the underworld of Sibalba in Mayan mythology, is a product of the fusion of his power as the first sun (Nahui Ocelotl) when the sun was high in the sky.

It can control all physical laws on earth, making all things obey the norms it has prescribed, but at the same time, it is also bound by these norms.

—Because the First Sun Age, in which the extinct giants strode forward, only the Underworld still bears traces of its existence. Therefore, to reclaim its power or to bring it back to the earth, it is tantamount to bringing the Underworld itself to the earth.

"Aaaaaaaa!!" Even Tiamat sensed the ominous aura of death. She opened the gaping maw of the black hole, seemingly intending to use dragon breath to interrupt Tescatlipoca's underworld.

Tescatlipoca chuckled. Under the dark sun, he could reverse the order of events. Tiamat opened its massive maw, but no dragon breath appeared.

The underworld descended silently. In this place where there is no life, and where Makoto Aoki is not considered a life, she finally lost the immortal power of the Mother of Origin.

But that's not all. As the authority of Tescatlipoca, who rules the underworld, he established the rules.

"If you get killed, you die! That's the only rule here."

Tescatlipoca grinned, revealing his gleaming white teeth, a burning fighting spirit igniting in his chest.

"It's fair, isn't it? Whether it's a divine child, the Mother Goddess of Creation, or even a spirit of a planet, once you die here, you're truly dead."

Tescatlipoca was making a pointed remark.

"Go and survive! The winner is the one who survives!"

Tescatlipoca, the god of warriors, issued a divine decree and fired the first shot in the counterattack.

"Let's go together!"

Makoto Aoki gripped the scepter tightly and shouted.