The back and forth between Master ans Servant proved to be entertaining to say the least, the Persian Master did not fail to reply in his retort as he continued to diagnose Tesla. Symptoms in spades he did indeed have, awkward reaction times, thick blood, possibly arsenic poisoning. Strong arsenic poisoning too if it could affect a Servant, meaning it had to be Servant level poisoning. Tesla quickly downed the tea, his face grimacing as he reminded himself that this was in fact for his own good. Tea will be a thing of the past within the next century, just like coffee, he had said so in his first life and he would stick to his guns all the way into this one. He quickly ran through the various feelings he had felt last night with clinical precision, pausing once he reached the worst part of his little float down the river.
"There was something very dangerous in the river. Something which would terrify any man in their right mind, Servant included. It could only be described as a... Monster." The capital M was clear to anyone listening, this was something which surpassed even his love next to him. Something indescribable. But Tesla did his best regardless.
He was then asked what kind of Servant could possibly poison him with Arsenic, which immediately sent Tesla into the Throne of Heroes's database to try and find a culprit. Unfortunately there were many many heroes with Arsenic as a part of their legend, Assassins mostly but there was the occasional Caster mixed in here and there. There had to be something to narrow it down somewhat, some part of his poisoning last night that was unique compared to every other arsenic poisoner. It was then that it hit him, what exactly had poisoned him.
"The river... I was poisoned by the river itself... That could only leave-" His train of thought was interrupted as Suzaku burst into the room.
"Tesla! Xerxes! Ludwig! Everyone!! WE HAVE A PROBLEM!!"
A problem indeed, what Suzaku described could only be a Caster claiming a major leyline for themselves. Of course the first one who came to mind was the one he was currently aligned with, which could only mean bad things for the city. A groan came from purple darling in the corner and Tesla repressed a groan. Speaking of bad things for the city.
"Mmmnnn... We'll just kill them. Come on..." Well it was a simple plan that left a lot to build on, but it was a sound- Tesla grunted as Shuten shoulder checked the scientist, away from his injured side thankfully, and slung him over her shoulder. Well, maybe he would have a chance to convince her to let him go before she reached the door. His eyes followed her sight line as best as he could, another groan rumbling from his chest as they burst through the window.
Well, it was time to formulate a plan now. He needed to take care of this Caster quickly and efficiently, he was still recovering from injuries and didn't want to put too much stock in Xerxe's supposed miracle tea. Even if it could heal him completely, there was absolutely no guarantee it would do so instantly, so he didn't want to get into a prolonged battle with lots of movement which could aggravate his wounds. Well, looks like it's time to tell Shuten who he was. She wouldn't mind, as long as he put up a good fight she would continue to love him most likely. Hmm, Oni love was quite strange, but it really made perfect sense for a species so focused on chaos. They landed at the edge of what used to be Miyama, Tesla quickly getting to work as the mortar cannons atop the Church emerged once more. The bombardment began quickly, firing at the bounded field's edge nearest to them to try and crack it open like an egg. He was only going to get one shot at this, so it needed to count. Tesla put his monocle on, his vision growing sharper as he stared at the Bounded Field and prepared for the first strike.
He looked at Shuten with a very serious gaze, yet a hint of mischief lied in his eyes.
"If I recall correctly your greatest rival was the scion of Minamoto correct? She wielded lightning, which is why you mistook me for her that first night. Allow me to show you what true lightning is." With that statement he inclined his head slightly, a clear sign for Shuten to back away lest she wish to be caught in the descent of the gods.
"Now let my legend be known." Tesla planted his feet into the ground firmly, staring at the Bounded Field to determine the exact moment to begin. It was then, a crack rang out as yet another bolt of lightning fell upon the barrier. It was then that his Mana flared.
Here exists God's thunder,The air around Tesla filled with power, static shocking anyone nearby as the protons and electrons in the air began to multiply. It was palpable, the raw energy that Tesla radiated as he prepared his greatest weapon.
That which I stole and gave to mankind!Tesla's eyes practically glowed as he felt the power building up within him, raising his right hand into the air behind his head and aiming carefully. The thunder of the cannons was but a background noise as he waited for the Bounded Field to shatter, to fall before his continuous assault.
Let all men rejoice,The charged air only grew heavier, lightning beginning to flash into existence around him with increasing speed. A keen eye would observe strange distortions around each flash, each flash lasting just a little too long as time began to fall apart around the raw energy. Faster and faster, a ring around Tesla made of plasma.
For this is the Advent of Lightning!The lightning began to bend, the focal point of it all becoming Tesla's hand as space began to crumple directly into his fingers when he closed his fist. Each moment was an supereon, every inch was a gigaparsec. Time and space held no meaning when compared to the power of a god.
Behold my works!The field shattered. And so too did the world. Tesla's gaze locked onto the Caster standing stark still in the middle of her ritual and he smiled.
System Keuranos!
It could only be described as the second coming of the god of thunder and lightning. Time and space bent as Tesla flung himself forwards, the energy that had collected within him releasing and obliterating everything in it's path. If the day before had signaled a world falling upon the cursed blaze, this could only be considered a galaxy. Something with so much weight, that it distorted anything around it. This was the legend that changed humanity, which began the Age of Human Innovation. It was all the power that would ever be generated, all the power that had ever been generated, every flash of lightning that had ever struck the Earth and every engine which would ignite and propel humanity forwards. It was Alaya's cry, it was the cry of all men and women. It was devastating.
Anything in it's path, anything which even tried to block the beam of energy would be annihilated. If a bullet had someone's name on it, this could only be a letter to anything even remotely in the area. It was a dislocation of time and space, turning everything around it into raw particles. Legends would be told about Miyama for centuries to come, about how the day after the greatest storm to ever be witnessed passed, an even greater bolt of lightning struck the land. It was Susanoo himself returning for just one last potshot, to make sure the land of the gods was never touched again.
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