The dazzling magical light transformed into propulsion, shaking the atmosphere. A massive reserve of magical energy was burned, converting into the thrust of the colossal horns.
With this force, the Primordial Goddess Tiamat, who had been kneeling on the ground, slowly stood up in defiance of gravity. Roaring waves of air, centered around Tiamat, surged outward like solar winds.
As he gazed at the enormous horns unfolding behind the Primordial Goddess Tiamat, Alaric suddenly felt a strange sense of familiarity.
This maneuver—
It wasn't just Alaric contemplating the reason behind Tiamat's rise; Fujimaru and the others were equally shocked by Tiamat's actions.
Ishtar spoke up directly:
"She's standing up? But her legs shouldn't be able to support her weight!"
Tiamat's body was too grotesquely shaped. Her legs, which should have been supporting her, were incapable of bearing the immense mass of her form.
This was the conclusion Chaldea had drawn from their observations—Tiamat could only move by gliding across the Chaos Tide formed from the Sea of Life.
Without the chaos tide, Tiamat should have been unable to move.
That was how it was supposed to be.
However, in the instant her colossal horns began to move, Tiamat demonstrated to Alaric and the others exactly why she was the embodiment of despair.
This series of actions left Chaldea's Roman and Da Vinci deep in thought.
["By concentrating magical energy into the horns and the structures on her back, she has ignored her weight and successfully stood up—"]
Da Vinci, stroking her chin, slowly explained how Tiamat had managed to rise. It wasn't a particularly complex principle, yet the sheer simplicity of it made Da Vinci's expression darken.
Fujimaru and Mash, having overheard this explanation, were left stunned. Before Fujimaru could fully grasp the implications, she saw the Primordial Goddess slowly ascend.
From Earth to Sky.
With the thrust from her horns and the structures on her back, the Primordial Goddess Tiamat began low-altitude flight.
Even if she was only a few meters off the ground, it was enough to make Fujimaru and Mash's faces turn pale.
"She can fly!?"
Realizing the gravity of the situation, Fujimaru muttered, "If that's the case—"
"Impossible! Mother is the Goddess of the Earth! She would never approach the Sky!"
As a fellow Sumerian deity, Ishtar refuted the idea without hesitation.
But no matter how much Ishtar tried to deny it, the reality before them was undeniable—Tiamat was ascending toward the sky.
"If she can fly, she won't fall into the Underworld! That means our plan is ruined, Senpai!"
Mash shouted anxiously, "What do we do now!?"
Up until Tiamat took flight, the plan devised by Chaldea, Alaric, and Gilgamesh had been progressing smoothly. Despite some unexpected developments, everything remained within an acceptable range.
But this was different.
Tiamat's sudden ability to fly completely overturned their strategy, fundamentally negating the feasibility of their Underworld Operation!
As Fujimaru and Mash were thrown into panic by Tiamat's flight, Alarc remained silent, his gaze fixed on the colossal horns behind her.
Their mechanism was not too different from his dragon wings. If he could analyze the horns and the structures on her back in more detail, it could greatly enhance his abilities.
Beyond that, Alaric also noticed that there was still a horrifying wound on Tiamat's neck that had not healed.
To expel Marduk's Axe as quickly as possible, Tiamat had forsaken her regenerative abilities, leaving behind a deep and lasting scar.
Though it didn't negate her immortality, it still presented a potential weak point.
Alaric pondered whether he could behead Tiamat entirely.
Marduk's Axe had been destroyed the moment Tiamat expelled it, suffering catastrophic damage to both its divinity and structure—making it unusable.
With the destruction of Marduk's Axe, the only effective weapon against her in Mesopotamia had vanished. Tiamat now had no natural predators.
If they couldn't use an anti-Tiamat weapon, then they needed overwhelming firepower—such as the Piedra del Sol wielded by Quetzalcoatl.
With this thought, Alaric raised his hand and summoned the Holy Lance.
Even as he gripped Rhongomyniad tightly, his expression remained grim.
They needed firepower on an unprecedented scale—something beyond all the Holy Judgments he had unleashed before. A true Light of the End.
But before Alaric could make his decision—
The sun appeared.
Amidst a land covered in solar winds, resembling the molten surface of a star, the Goddess of the Sun, Quetzalcoatl, willingly abandoned her suppression of the Sea of Life and decisively lifted the Piedra del Sol.
"The weapons of Mesopotamia cannot harm her—I believe I said that before, didn't I?"
A divine presence surged forth like a solar storm, raging across the battlefield as the goddess unleashed her absolute authority!
Absorbing the Piedra del Sol, a divine relic linked to the Root, Quetzalcoatl's divine essence erupted.
Since her manifestation in Mesopotamia, her divinity had never waned, nor had she ever unleashed her full power—until now.
The true authority of her original form coursed through her body via the Piedra del Sol.
Cracks spread rapidly across her porcelain-like form as overwhelming divine energy burst forth.
At last, a divinity rivaling that of Tiamat radiated from her being!
In Quetzalcoatl's eyes shone the golden light of a true god, and the divine aura—brighter than the sun—swept across the battlefield, gathering the solar storm that had spread across thousands of meters.
Crack! Crack!
The moment her power reached its peak, even the ornaments on Quetzalcoatl's body crumbled under the intensity of her divine energy.
At last, she was fully unleashed!
"But this body carries the divinity of the Distant Otherworld—a god of Mesopotamia is nothing before me!"
The Supreme Deity of the Distant Otherworld declared:
"Now, behold the Great Cataclysmic Power of Xiuhcoatl, which annihilates all life!"
Boom!
With a thunderous roar, the ground beneath Quetzalcoatl collapsed for hundreds of meters.
If the Piedra del Sol had previously been a descending sun, then now, it was a rising crimson star in absolute supremacy!
Her ultimate divine speed, surpassing Mach 100, allowed her to soar through the heavens in an instant—reaching an altitude beyond Alaric and the others' grasp, entering a realm truly beyond the sky.
Clouds gathered around her, forming a red storm covering hundreds of kilometers, illuminated by her overwhelming divine radiance!
At this moment, Quetzalcoatl, the Feathered Serpent God, was the true Supreme Divinity.
She was the comet from beyond the heavens, the celestial disaster from the dawn of creation—the force that had once brought extinction!
"This body shall become a blazing meteor, a comet that will strike the earth!"
And so, the myth was reborn.
A battle of Supreme Gods, beyond human comprehension, surpassing even the limits of the planet itself!
The Supreme Deity of Mesoamerican, the Feathered Serpent God Quetzalcoatl, versus the Primordial Goddess of Sumerian Mythology, Tiamat, the Mother of Beasts—the ultimate clash!
In a single instant, the Supreme Divinity freed itself from the planet's constraints, recreating the true myth of extinction.
Like a comet plummeting from the heavens, it surpassed all, annihilated all.
And so, the new world would begin.
The sun was falling.
Her speed, now even greater than when she ascended, carried an unstoppable force of absolute destruction toward the Primordial Goddess!
"Xiuhcoatl Charreada!!"
A falling star streaked across the high heavens, leaving behind an incomparably dazzling trail of light as if splitting the sky of Mesopotamia in two!
Buzz!
Facing this overwhelming force of destruction, powerful enough to annihilate Mesopotamia, the Primordial Goddess Tiamat let out a deafening roar. The [Nega Genesis]—once used to block Marduk's axe—was deployed once more!
[Nega Genesis]
A conceptual bounded field capable of overturning existing evolutionary theories and prophecies of Earth's creation.
Beast II, who possesses this ability, has extreme resistance to Noble Phantasms wielded by Servants born from Proper Human History.
Specifically, it generates a barrier against Noble Phantasms belonging to Servants categorized as "Human" and "Star."
In terms of defense, it is one of the strongest on the planet!
In order to completely intercept the falling star of destruction, Tiamat deployed dozens of layers of [Nega Genesis]!
Just as the barriers were completed, the star of annihilation descended!
Crash!
The crisp sound of shattering was drowned in the thunderous roar of impact, as an apocalyptic shockwave swept across the lands of Mesopotamia.
A battle beyond all comprehension—this was a clash of supreme deities, an existence that transcended all!
Thousands of meters? Tens of kilometers?
A catastrophic impact spanning hundreds of kilometers—even Uruk could not escape its effects. The shockwave spread to every corner of Mesopotamia.
Even the Persian Gulf, where Tiamat had emerged, and the distant seas beyond, were not spared!
Tsunamis surged violently, announcing their dominion over the world.
This was a true mythological battle!
In the face of absolute extinction, even the so-called strongest defense—[Nega Genesis]—could not withstand the divine might in the slightest!
Unlike Marduk's axe, which possessed an innate advantage, Quetzalcoatl shattered the so-called strongest defense through sheer, overwhelming power!
"By my Command Spell, grant Quetzalcoatl victory!"
From the distant sky, the faint brilliance of humanity joined this legendary battle—one that belonged to them as well!
This was not just a battle between supreme gods; it was also humanity's final farewell to the divine!
The power of the Command Spell, like the final flourish upon a masterpiece, elevated the brilliance of that falling star to an even greater height!
Dozens of [Nega Genesis] barriers were annihilated in an instant!
Even Tiamat's final defense, deployed to protect herself, failed to hold for even a second!
"Xiuhcoatl: Flame, Burn the Gods Themselves!"
The combined power of multiple Noble Phantasms, interwoven with divine might, struck Tiamat head-on!
The force of extinction, powerful enough to erase an entire world's ecosystem, bared its fangs at reality. Even the residual shockwaves shook the earth like waves, expanding toward the endless horizon, collapsing downward!
In the aftermath, an impact crater spanning several kilometers was carved into the land, a newly born ring of mountains surrounding the fallen Primordial Goddess.
But the damage was not limited to the crater alone.
The shockwave had obliterated the air and ether in that entire region, turning it into a void—an absolute vacuum, as if it were a place beyond the stars!
Beyond this thousands-of-meters-wide vacuum, the atmosphere surged back like tidal waves, crushing inward upon the battlefield!
The pressure was so immense that a normal human body would instantly rupture, reduced to nothing but flesh and blood!
"That is our homeland, where all wounds and hatred are healed. Appear now, the distant Ideal City!"
Mash struggled to maintain her mental defenses, ensuring that none of the residual shockwaves harmed the ones behind her.
Yet even so, within this vacuum, Fujimaru began to experience symptoms of suffocation.
Fortunately, as the atmosphere rushed back, Fujimaru quickly escaped the deadly vacuum.
Ignoring her condition, she hurriedly followed Mash to Alaric's side, gazing down at the battlefield.
Quetzalcoatl's form had vanished, but the resplendent brilliance she left behind would forever be engraved in the hearts of the others.
At the same time, Tiamat's condition had far exceeded their expectations.
The Primordial Goddess, who had previously taken flight with the help of the massive horns on her back, had been struck down to the earth once more—and one of those enormous, majestic horns had been kicked clean off!
At first glance, it seemed like this alone wouldn't have much effect on Tiamat.
However—
Even before the attack, the wound on her neck, inflicted by Marduk's Axe, had yet to heal!
Now, with that grievous wound still festering, she had taken Quetzalcoatl's ultimate flying kick, a blow of absolute destruction.
Her head was nearly kicked clean off!
Now, Tiamat lay powerless, her head tilted back. The axe wound had been widened by the kick, nearly severing her neck entirely!
Only a few strands of her spine kept Tiamat's head attached to her body!
The kneeling Goddess of Origins seemed utterly motionless, and the glow of her remaining horn was fading.
Even her famed immortality said to be absolute, had failed to resist Quetzalcoatl's devastating attack.
Tiamat had suffered a wound far exceeding even that of Marduk's Divine Axe!
Though not fatal, it had stopped Tiamat in her tracks!
Watching this legendary battle unfold, Alaric felt his blood boil with excitement.
The sheer, absolute power that Quetzalcoatl had displayed filled him with awe and admiration.
"A stratosphere-level flying kick?! That's beyond awesome!"
Among the few who could fully comprehend Quetzalcoatl's movements, Alaric had burned this mythical moment into his memory forever.