Unlimited Blade Works of the Raging Dimension 32

Title: Caliburn

Ice Commander in Chief is the name of Esdeath’s second trump card. In the original work, she spent several days creating a massive army of Ice Knights, then released all her energy in one breath to create a blizzard that engulfed the entire empire.

With this technique, Esdeath turned the entire empire into her hunting ground, facing off against a dozen Imperial Arms users, including Akame and Tatsumi, as well as a million Revolutionary Army soldiers, yet she held the upper hand. If not for Akame risking her life and the fact that Esdeath was exhausted from continuous battles, she might have won in the end.

This time, to face Shirou, Esdeath spent a month creating a vast number of Ice Knights, and if not for the limited energy required to control them, there would have been even more. Even so, the power of this technique was likely several times stronger than in the original work.

If categorized by type, Mahapadama is an Anti-Unit Noble Phantasm, while Ice Commander in Chief is an Anti-City Noble Phantasm. No, it could even be called Anti-Nation, as the range of this technique is too vast.

Feeling the biting cold on his skin, Shirou raised his head and looked at Esdeath. This time, there was no change in his expression, as the winner of this battle was already certain to be decided.

“Gray Horn of Ice!”

Esdeath was so excited that she even shouted the name of her technique.

*ZWOOOSH!*

But this time, the massive ice spike didn’t emerge from her side—it shot up directly beneath Shirou’s feet.

“?!”

Sensing something wrong beneath his feet, Shirou immediately leaped away. The massive ice spike grazed his clothes and shot into the sky.

This wasn’t the end. Before he could land, blades of ice shot out from the ice pillar and flew toward him while he was still mid-air, with no leverage to evade.

Facing this situation, Shirou didn’t panic. With a thought, several swords rose from the ground and blocked the path of the incoming ice blades, shielding him.

Shirou, of course, wasn’t the type to take a hit without fighting back. He extended both hands, and two long swords fell into his grasp. Suddenly, he charged toward Esdeath.

As he ran, swords rose from the ground and shot toward Esdeath.

In response, Esdeath created an ice sword to parry, but she no longer had the energy to manipulate ice for attacks.

*CLANG!* *CLANG!*

Esdeath’s sword deflected two of the incoming blades, then she extended her left hand, and a stream of cold surged toward Shirou’s head.

Shirou didn’t flinch, simply shouting: “Zaruba!”

Blue flames once again enveloped his body. The extreme heat melted the cold stream and forced Esdeath to retreat.

“That was a good move. You’ve truly turned this place into the most suitable environment for your battle. This is the first time I’ve faced a situation like this.” Shirou said, praising her. “But don’t forget, my fire is enough to melt your ice. This trick won’t work on me now.”

Indeed, Esdeath’s technique spread her power throughout the space, allowing her to launch surprise attacks from any angle within her line of sight. However, the magical flames were enough to melt the ice. With the Flame Armor active, all snowflakes within a five-meter radius around Shirou melted, rendering Esdeath’s sneak attacks ineffective.

“And don’t forget whose world this is.”

His powerful words echoed in her ears, and then a rain of swords descended. Facing this, Esdeath didn’t panic, nor did she lose her composure from excitement. She waved her right hand, and thousands of ice blades appeared everywhere in the air, attacking randomly and chaotically, but not a single ice blade penetrated the area where she stood.

Facing the barrage of ice blades, the rain of swords from the sky was blocked one by one, and none of them touched Esdeath.

“What do you think? It seems your words aren’t very reliable.” Esdeath said, looking at him with her usual dismissive smile.

“Is that so? Then what about this?”

Beside Shirou, numerous swords hovered in the air, their tips pointed directly at Esdeath. However, he wasn’t in a hurry to attack. He extended his right hand and aimed the swords.

Zaruba also understood Shirou’s intent. It opened its mouth and sprayed blue magical flames onto the swords. Looking around, Shirou saw that all the swords surrounding him were now coated in a layer of blue magical fire.

The flames drove away the biting cold around Shirou, but they brought unimaginable pressure to Esdeath.

“Now, Esdeath, what will you do?”

With a somewhat arrogant smile on his face, Shirou waved his hand, and all the swords surged toward Esdeath.

‘Flash!’

That was the only thought left in Esdeath’s mind. Knowing the power of the magical flames, she could only evade. With her strength, walls of ice rose from the ground to block the swords’ path.

The flaming swords completely melted the ice walls upon contact, and the walls couldn’t even stop them for a second.

But that was enough for Esdeath. For her, creating ice walls wasn’t for defense but to obstruct Shirou’s line of sight.

A massive iceberg rose again, lifting Esdeath into the air, allowing her to evade the attack. However, all the swords pierced through the iceberg before she could control it. It took a moment for the ice to melt, just a few seconds. Facing this precious time, Esdeath didn’t hesitate. Several chunks of ice appeared on her body and flew into the air under the influence of her ice manipulation ability, landing on the ground, as she wouldn’t forget Shirou’s favorite move.

*BOOM!*

Sure enough, just before Esdeath touched the ground, a massive explosion occurred again, and the shockwave was so strong that her body was sent tumbling.

“Ugh—“

She fell hard, and her already injured body was hurt again. Even with her temperament, she let out a small cry of pain.

She slowly stood up and looked at Shirou, who wasn’t attacking her, but the excitement in her eyes didn’t diminish in the slightest.

“Whatever tricks you have, use them now. This time, I’ll make sure you lose sincerely and defeat you completely!”

His powerful words echoed in this world of blizzards. Esdeath looked at him and said slowly, “Don’t underestimate me. Victory or defeat hasn’t been decided yet.”

After saying that, she extended her hand, and the energy of ice and snow filling the entire space slowly gathered toward her palm.

“One final move. Let’s see if you can handle it.”

The power she had accumulated over the past month now condensed in her hand. A massive amount of energy gathered together, even emitting a cold blue light as if it were tangible. Her energy was now extremely depleted. Esdeath also understood that scattered attacks would have no effect on Shirou. Now, she had to concentrate everything into one attack to decide the outcome!

Seeing this, Shirou also took action.

“Alright, let’s decide the outcome with one move, Esdeath!!!”

As Shirou roared, a luxurious sword flew from the distance and landed in his hand.

Bowing his head, he gazed at the gold-adorned sword, and a hint of nostalgia appeared in his eyes.

“This time, bring me victory once more, Saber!”

The golden sword in his hand had another name: Caliburn (Golden Sword of the Victorious), the once-chosen Sword of the King, broken by Shirou’s lover, the legendary King Arthur. When Shirou participated in the Holy Grail War, he had fought with all his might. The sword was fired at full power, and with the help of its original owner, it killed seven of Heracles’ lives.

Caliburn was now firmly gripped in Shirou’s hand once again.

In the distance, Esdeath’s final move was ready. Deep blue energy condensed in her hand. The extreme cold seemed to solidify the space around her.

Esdeath let out a relieved sigh. Concentrating this technique had nearly drained all her energy. She raised her head and looked at Shirou, who held the golden sword, with a hint of indescribable emotion.

“Come to think of it, I still don’t know your name. What is it?”

“Shirou, Emiya Shirou.” Shirou answered without hesitation.

“I see. I’ll remember you as my opponent.”

“Don’t act so sure of your victory. Wait until you withstand this attack!”

“Is that so? Bring it on!”

*SWOOSH!*

The source of light in Esdeath’s hand released a fierce beam of light and shot toward Shirou. Along the way, everything the beam touched froze, even the ice originating from the same source as the beam. This beam of light could even freeze molecules. Its temperature was lower than any known low temperature. Compared to it, the low temperature of Mahapadama might be warmer.

However, facing this attack, Shirou didn’t retreat. He gripped the golden sword in his hand with both hands, and the true name of the Noble Phantasm left his lips.

“Caliburn (Golden Sword of the Victorious)!!!”

*SWOOSH!*

A golden surge erupted from the sword. Caliburn, from a distant era, the glory that once illuminated difficult times, reappeared at this moment. Though it wasn’t the real thing, this glory had once slain gods. The golden sword symbolizing the perfect glory of King Arthur now showed its sharpness once more!

Freeze everything, a beam of light below absolute zero.

A golden waterfall shining in difficult times, bringing hope to humanity.

At this moment, in a world where blizzards and swords intertwined, the two collided fiercely without any movement, not even a sound. Two energies of vastly different natures intertwined and clashed.

At this moment, both of them had given their all, but it was clear that the golden stream was stronger. Even the low temperature that could freeze everything couldn’t withstand the light of hope that illuminated difficult times.

With the support of Shirou’s immense magical power and under Esdeath’s determined gaze.

The golden stream broke through the blue blocks and surged toward Esdeath.

At this moment, Esdeath, who had nearly reached her full strength, watched all this helplessly. Facing the approaching golden torrent, she was powerless to resist.

‘Am I going to die? This isn’t bad. Finally, there’s a battle this intense.’

Esdeath gently closed her eyes and prepared for death.

*BOOOOOMMMMMMM!*

The tremendous impact swept past her, and the aftermath sent the exhausted Esdeath crashing to the ground.

“Hm?”

Her body ached all over, but death didn’t come. Esdeath opened her eyes in confusion, and a familiar voice reached her ears.

“This time, I win!”

The beautiful golden sword was pointed at her forehead, and the man holding it spoke these words as if announcing an unchangeable decree. This scene was etched into Esdeath’s heart.