The Fall of Stars.
Activating super-large scale Displacement Magecraft and satellite orbital gravity manipulation Magecraft, pulling meteors located in outer space directly from the universe. After being accelerated through hundreds of spatial exchanges, those meteors are directed toward the land for widespread destruction.
This is a destructive Magecraft that can only be used by Naoki, who commands unlimited Mana.
Under the fall of these stars, no matter how many Mors increase in number, annihilating them completely is merely a matter of an instant. Even if any fairies are revived, they will die again immediately, severing the possibility of them being cursed and becoming Mors.
As for the fairies and ordinary humans... they are not within Naoki's considerations. Just as the three Clan Heads close to him thought, he has no feelings whatsoever toward the fairies on this island. If sacrificing all the fairies can protect this island, he would gladly annihilate them all.
In fact, he is doing exactly that right now.
*BOOM!* *BOOM!* *BOOM!*
The continuous rumbling of meteor explosions echoed from outside Camelot City. Mountains were shattered by it, rivers evaporated by it. Countless meteors ravaged the land of Britain.
Though it was a bit stifling, since so many fairies died, their corpses would refill the destroyed areas. If that didn't work, there was still Imaginary Manifestation. With just a single thought, he could restore the destroyed world to its original state.
Therefore, Naoki didn't care much about the situation outside Camelot City.
Both of his eyes remained fixed on Cernunnos.
"Alright, with this, I no longer need to worry about the impact you will have on Britain. Now it's a one-on-one fight between you and me, Cernunnos—Mana output set to 300%. Holy Lance activate. Continuous repeated shots."
The Mana stored in the throne flowed out like a flood. Like an electric current passing through wires, the Mana instantly passed through the magic circuits spread throughout the Throne Room, resembling tree branches and plant vines, and was entirely channeled into the twelve Rhongomyniad barrels located on the front gate walls of Camelot City!
*BZZZZT!*
The twelve Holy Lance cannon stations that had been continuously bombarding Cernunnos instantly emitted a brighter light. Forty years' worth of Mana at this moment all transformed into fuel to activate the magic, causing terrifying heat and light to gather at the cannon muzzles!
Then—
*BOOOOOMMMMMM!*
The twelve cannon barrels fired simultaneously again! The Holy Lance light that tore through the sky struck the giant god!
Rotting flesh burned and was pierced under the Holy Lance light! The Horned God's body was visibly torn apart! Although it was a mystery reproduced through magic, the power of these twelve cannon barrels was actually no less than the original, not to mention burning through forty years of Mana all at once!
Even the Holy Lance in Gray's hand, its output in an instant, could not possibly compare to any one of those twelve cannon barrels.
However, Cernunnos, who received the simultaneous shots from the twelve Holy Lances directly—
"Useless, huh... Tch."
Naoki watched the Horned God still standing tall under the simultaneous Holy Lance shots. Although this was already anticipated, he still couldn't help but click his tongue.
The twelve Holy Lances were not enough to bring down the Horned God.
This was something Naoki had known from the beginning.
After all, Cernunnos was fundamentally a dead person. His rotting body, rather than consisting of pure muscle tissue, was more accurately said to consist of curses.
Since being poisoned by fairies in the distant past, and his priest mutilated by fairies, Cernunnos had continuously cursed the fairies, and this had been going on for fourteen thousand years.
That meant, what stood before Naoki now was a mass of curses that had continuously grown and accumulated over fourteen thousand years! And it was an eternal curse whose regeneration speed far surpassed common sense. Even if parts of it were annihilated, it would regenerate immediately!
There was no way to purify it, and no way to dispel it. The long passage of time had made all solutions meaningless.
Originally, it was Artoria Caster who completed the forging of the Holy Sword at the cost of her own sacrifice, activating the twelve Holy Sword cannon stations at full power to destroy Cernunnos's body, and then Mash and Ritsuka working together to fire the Black Barrel that pierced the Divine Core to bring him down.
But now, there were no such conditions.
This Britain had no Fairy of Paradise who completed the forging of the Holy Sword, and no one of the Atlas Institute's Seven Great Weapons. Even if there were, Naoki would not allow Artoria Caster to sacrifice herself.
Although it wasn't his memory, although it was just a memory full of emptiness, the idea that Naoki did not want Artoria Caster to die still lingered in his mind.
Therefore, Naoki would not let anyone in Camelot City die.
He would not let Barghest become the black dog, would not let Melusine be shot down in the air, and would not let Morgan and Baobhan Sith die. Much less let Artoria Caster become a victim to achieve victory.
He had done this in the past; his self from Proper Human History had worked hard to change many things.
Thus, his current self would also do so.
"Mana output set to 1000%—Holy Lance, reactivate!"
Naoki issued the command once again. One hundred thirty years' worth of Mana flowed out from the throne, passed through the magic circuits, and filled the twelve Holy Lance barrels.
If he didn't want any sacrifices, and didn't have the Black Barrel, there was only one way for Naoki to defeat Cernunnos.
That was to deploy all his Mana to do the same as Artoria, destroying the curse layers around Cernunnos, burning away his rotting flesh pieces, and then, before Cernunnos finished regenerating, destroying his Divine Core!
This was the only way to win.
Therefore, the Mana accumulated in the throne over two thousand years, let it all be depleted without remainder today!
"It doesn't matter if it's too hot. It doesn't matter if the cannon stations melt. It doesn't matter if they can't withstand the Mana—Holy Lance Rhongomyniad, the time to complete the task you've waited two thousand years for has arrived."
"Holy Lance, third simultaneous shot, commence!"
One hundred thirty years' worth of Mana fully became fuel. The twelve Holy Lances emitted even brighter holy light!
However, whether because it sensed the threat of the Holy Lance, or perhaps because it was finally slightly awakened from its slumber, before the Holy Lance was fired, a curse storm suddenly erupted! Countless pitch-black curse hands grew from the Great Hole! They climbed along the mountains and city walls like creeping plants! Instantly reaching the height of the Holy Lance cannon stations!
Naoki was very familiar with these curse hands. The disaster that occurred in Britain every hundred years was these curse hands. Originally, only one would appear, and it could be easily resolved using Moon Falk.
But now... hundreds? Thousands? No, perhaps tens of thousands. The number of curse hands was so vast that counting them was utterly meaningless.
"Want to interfere with the Holy Lance shots? Don't even think about it!"
The magic circuits fully activated!
The magic circuits like a golden tree emitted brilliant light, and that light then turned into streams of light, forming a large ritual magic circle on the city walls, centered on the twelve Holy Lance cannon stations!
Then—
*BAM!*
A terrifying repulsive force exploded from the magic circle, accompanied by blinding light! Instantly destroying and tearing apart all the curse hands!
The next second, the Holy Lance was fired without obstruction!
*BOOOOOMMMMMMM!*