Hollow/FGO Chapter 20 (Patreon)

I stood over the forms of the former A-Team and Crypters that were sealed away inside powerful magical barriers that enclosed their crushed, burnt, and destroyed 'Coffin's we used to send people to Singularities much safer than just directly through the teleporter.

Da-Vinci equated to looking down through a satellite onto the ground via different zooms, one would drop you anywhere from hundreds of feet up in the air or miles away from you wanted to land, or using the Coffin would essentially zoom in on that area you wanted to land leaving a far smaller margin of error.

I pinged my Pesquisa and I was right. Beryl Gut's and Daybit Sem Void's souls weren't within their bodies and I could see Kirschtaria Wodine's souls were already slipping away making me curse as I realized I put this off too damn much.

"Wodime's soul is being stolen by a foreign entity." I said solemnly as my hand turned to gold with God-Killer as it coated my hand and allowed me to rip away the spells like a blanket being pulled off a blanket and thrown aside, then I just peeled away the jagged metal of the Coffin that had impaled the extremely talented Magus after which I closed my eyes took a breath and my powerful spiritual pressure locked onto the tiny, almost unsensible void within Kirschtaria Wodime's soul.

I typically avoided messing with other people's souls. They unlike my hollow and creator god base soul were... Excessively fragile for the most part obviously. But all souls even here in FGO had an inner world, even if they weren't insane or twisted enough to have a reality marble to bring into the material world. Everyone had their own idealized world.

Wodime was no different but he was an idealist with grand ambitions that were realized within his reality marble of humanity being the equal to gods and abandoning lesser mortal wisdom. So as my eyes opened I saw I was surrounded by massive towering structures that reached the dark clouds that acted as a sort of roof for his soul.

And the foreign god's influence was beyond clear. As a massive eldritch multi-tentacled monster that defied human vision, and also in eye-gouging bright colors that U-Olga was supposed to wear formed its carapace that covered its many tentacle form.

A loud gurgle of fear rang out as I saw the foreign god's essence recoil at the sight of me and I grinned ferally as I realized I could feel Wodime seemingly subconsciously was supplying me with his prodigious insane mana. And combined with the Foreign God being both unwanted here on Gaia. And the stupidly powerful wards of Chaldea further weaken it...

God Killer morphed into a massive oversized machete that clearly was meant for chopping through monsters and at the sight of it, I chuckled sending my trusted weapon a mental pat on the head equivalent which responded with the handle vibrating in acknowledgment and in the very next moment I disappeared from my place as terrible, huge armored tentacles smashed through the building I was standing upon.

I traveled with in my Unbound Traveller skill, within an instant skipping space to skid across the air as I brought the massive chopping blade down into the foreign god's armored flesh. And how it screamed as God Killer did its usual in breaking off razor sharp tendrils that would slice the target from within as the tendrils tore through the monster and as I ripped out the sword I chuckled as I saw that God Killer had used all its many tendrils to slice off and rip out a large chunk of the eldritch monster's flesh so it could absorb it.

But even as I went to stab it again, I cursed with a wry smile as a violet corona of energy grew from its armor and then I was blasted from its form, sent flying through several of the massive buildings that seemingly held up Wodime's soul as the compressed gravity beam attempted to crush me to paste even as it blasted me away.

However, I wasn't human. A hundred times gravity was for sure painful. But not something instantly lethal to my prodigious regeneration.

"Let's go you little shit! I need to get back at you assholes for the pain Cthulhu gave me back then!" I roared with glee at finally having a decent opponent in this new life that could make my blood boil.

In answer to my call for battle, something else happened. A mighty bolt of lightning crashed upon the Foreign God who shrieked in agony and I flinched at the oh so dammned familiar feeling of fucking divine lightning. "Oh... Wodime you bitch! Don't use Zeus to solve your problems!" I cried out feeling the mana he was supplying drying up as his soul became 'more' awake and thus began to actively defend itself.

I cursed as I felt my mana drying up just existing as this inner world of Wodime was obviously completely hostile to me as a foreigner even though it was clear I was helping his soul deal with the clearly hostile foreigner that was eating his soul.

After a moment of thought, as I watched the Foreign God being drowned within seemingly endless divine lightning and fucking meteors coming down at insane speeds from the cloud cover, I looked down at God Killer which was happily absorbing the flesh from the Foreign God so it could more easily kill Eldritch beings.

"Whelp, all's well that ends well," I said proudly as I absolutely saved the day and then I closed my eyes to close the connection I had with Wodime's soul to reopen my eyes in the Chaldea medical bay and as soon as I opened my eyes I heard Da-Vinci cry out seeing God Killer form like a mirage in my hands but with the large hunk of eldritch writing flesh still impaled upon it.

I cracked my neck and groaned in comfort as I drank of the world's mana to refill my slightly emptying reserves and then I looked down to Beryl and Daybit's coffins with a frown... They had already been taken by the Foreign God... So that meant I got to look forward to Morgan, and dealing with ORT, the personification of the planet of Mars.

So even as I used my spiritual energy and God-Killer to transfer my regeneration to Wodime to heal him I was deep in thought about the future that was a bit murky to me due to having not played the JP version of FGO.

An Apostle of a Celestial Being/Planet was not something I could just punch to death with how weird the Nasuverse was... 'Fucking foreign god.' I said tiredly as I looked away from the two coffins as I said tiredly. "Daybit and Beryl already had their souls stolen, by that Foreign Entity, dispose of their bodies or use them for materials I don't care as they will have new bodies made by their new master... We cannot do anything to them for now." I said grumbling before I looked over to Hinako Akuta's coffin with her soul vibrantly alive, unlike the rest.

"We can easily get this one moving about," I said tearing apart the seals around her Coffin, and then like before I peeled open the sealed and crushed coffin but unlike with Wodime who was to put it lightly... Not properly blended salsa within the coffin, Hinako however sensing her coffin and the seal's opening lanced out seemingly unconsciously with spears of blood that I caught and bunched them up into my hands so she could absorb my blood to heal herself.

"Uhh Blake, don't you have dragon's blood or something?" Romani said awkwardly and I blinked looking over to him with a raised eyebrow in confusion before I froze.

"Uh oh," I muttered as feral red-slitted eyes snapped open to stare at me hungry desire as crushed and torn flesh healed within seconds with her skin literally steaming from the heat in which it flash-healed itself.

Da-Vinci, and Romani... Traitors one and all laughed as Hinako moaned at the insane life force within my blood with Da-Vinci even cheekily calling out. "We can heal Kadoc, and Scandinavia on our own... You have fun with the True Ancestor Blake!" Da-Vinci said dragging both Romani behind her with the two coffins of the people leaving me with the ravenous blood elemental and Wodime and Ophelia Phamrsolone's own coffin.