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"Altair, it seems you're the last one standing here. Surrender now, repent, and we won't harm you."
Selesia, having witnessed Alexander's victory over Ainz, couldn't help but speak confidently. She felt certain of their impending triumph.
"Alter Artoria is indeed powerful, but with her restrained by Magical Girls, Meteora and Yuya Mirokuji, it's just you against us now. Plus, with 10,000 reinforcements from who-knows-where, how can we lose?"
"Even with thousands, I will fight!"
Altair's voice cut through the tension, displaying her unwavering resolve. Even facing a hundred thousand opponents, she showed no fear.
"The power of everything, the flow of everything, the reincarnation of reality!"
Beside Altair, flying sabers shattered into icy blue fragments that shimmered under the moonlight. Seeing this, Selesia and Kanoya grew serious.
"Incendiary Bomb, C24!"
Kanoya's mecha launched hundreds of missiles with fiery tails, aimed at the sky filled with saber fragments.
Rumble!
The flames consumed the sky, but Altair's magically enhanced weapons pierced through the inferno and struck Kanoya's mecha, causing significant damage. Kanoya's machine plummeted from the sky.
"Did she become more stronger than her animated counterpart?"
Selesia stared in disbelief at Altair's overwhelming display. She hadn't expected Altair to defeat Kanoya so decisively.
Meanwhile, Alexander, having dealt with Ainz, approached slowly.
"Alright, Altair, my patience is running thin. Come with me now."
Alexander addressed Altair, but she remained stubborn.
"No way! Unless you bring Setsuna back to life! Otherwise, I won't give up! And I want the real Setsuna, not the version from your story!"
Altair's words were resolute. Alexander understood her sincere feelings for Setsuna, but altering history to revive Setsuna was out of the question.
"Altair, I've said it before—I can't do that. It's in the past, and altering the past would create a butterfly effect that could destroy the world."
Alexander couldn't agree to Altair's demand, especially after forming bonds with so many friends. Changing everything to resurrect Setsuna was too unrealistic.
"A paradox of spacetime. It's a frightening thing. Those who toy with time are often toyed with by time."
Altair closed her eyes in resignation upon hearing it. She had come prepared to die here. If Setsuna couldn't be revived, then she would join her in death.
With determination, Altair charged at Alexander, unleashing a barrage of sabers. However, these attacks were futile against Alexander's Avalon, which nullified damage beyond comprehension. Altair couldn't break through.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Selesia watched as Altair relentlessly attacked Alexander. She commanded her mech to join the fray, but Altair's immortality in this world rendered physical and thermal weapons ineffective against her. The only thing that could defeat Altair was Alexander's weapon.
In an instant, Fantasy Killer materialized in Alexander's hand—the sharpest blade and the strongest shield. Without hesitation, Alexander prepared to confront Altair head-on.
Alexander had always wondered: what if he used Fantasy Killer against himself? Would Avalon fail, or would Fantasy Killer break through?
"Absurd. Who would test such a self-destructive theory?"
Yet, as Altair abandoned defense and rushed forward, Alexander pondered the consequences of such an experiment. Would Fantasy Killer's ability to transfer damage work against him?
"Altair, are you planning to use my ability to fight me?"