My youth story, a crossover anime, turns out, is FGO!

Aside from the Pacific theater, people were also fighting on other fronts.

After all, the heroic spirits were meant to protect human civilization, not just kill Tiamat. They did not all go to the Pacific battlefield, but instead sent the majority of their forces there.

Meanwhile, the several kings remained seated on their respective battlefronts.

Atlantic Battlefield -

Aside from the Pacific theater, the Atlantic theater was the most stressful, but it also hosted the most brilliant heroic feast in all of Europe.

"Hahahahaha!" Leonidas I became famous for holding off an invading Persian army of 100,000 with only 300 men at the Battle of Thermopylae.

"All for the sake of protecting the people behind us!" Leonidas I raised his spear high, like a torch, "This is the spirit of Sparta! Behold!"

"I will lead the charge!" Leonidas I laughed heartily. "We, the Spartans, raise our shields!"

"—Thermopylae Enomotia!!"

Three hundred Spartan warriors appeared beside Leonidas I, and large, round shields from Argos stood in orderly formation around him.

"This is Sparta—" Almost simultaneously, all the Spartan warriors, including Leonidas I, roared with earth-shattering battle cries. They raised their shields, braced their spears, and faced the overwhelming tide of the Rahmite.

"Ah, truly worthy warriors of Sparta!" Constantine XI exclaimed. "In that case, I cannot lose to you either."

"For the sake of our great motherland and the people behind us, please forgive me for holding a sword!"

Constantine XI drew his sword and plunged it heavily into the ground, his eyes resolute.

"Even amidst numerous invasions, none can rival our faith. Our vow is made to the Three Walls (Theodosius Constantinos)!!"

Three high, weathered walls appeared behind him, covered in countless knife and sword wounds, but only these walls remained standing, making it impossible for Rahm to cross them.

"We will never yield! Even if our bodies perish, our homeland and our human civilization will live on forever!"

“Ah, ah,” Richard exclaimed repeatedly, his eyes sparkling. “What glory, what splendor! The other kings have done quite well too.”

“Then I can’t lose to everyone!” Richard grinned heartily. “Although we couldn’t stand shoulder to shoulder with King Arthur, we are still on the same side, which is truly exhilarating!”

As a fervent admirer of King Arthur, and despite being his enemy and the king of the Saxons, Richard the Lionheart's actions after witnessing King Arthur's death left the entire nation speechless.

His master, Meadow Queen Minabar Glass, said she was very disappointed.

However, he was undoubtedly a great monarch of the Plantagenet dynasty of England, always leading the charge in battle, as fierce as a lion, and legendary for tearing out the heart of a lion in a one-on-one fight. — He was known as Richard the Lionheart.

Drawing his sword from his waist, the A-rank Lionheart instilled fear in enemies and inspired righteousness. Richard the Lionheart raised his head and shouted, "I swear to our great ancestors of chivalry, and to the triumphant songs of the great knights that echo throughout my land!"

"To fight to protect the world and the people, I will stand shoulder to shoulder with you!"

"...The eternal and distant sword of victory (Excalibur)!!"

A radiance remarkably similar to King Arthur's Excalibur illuminated the entire battlefield.

Richard the Lionheart's companions also joined the battle.

"Hahahaha!! What remarkable predecessors! Let's have a good fight! Hahaha!" Napoleon laughed heartily. "Let's have a contest! In my dictionary, nothing is impossible!"

“Rainbow, oh rainbow. Now, let us build bridges of possibility. Soar to the heavens! — Sing the triumphant song of the rainbow bow!”

Indian Ocean Battlefield—

The Indian Ocean battlefield was rather peculiar, divided into two distinct lines of defense: one mainly composed of Egypt and the Middle East, and the other mainly composed of India. Although the technology was relatively rudimentary, the quality of the Heroic Spirits was quite high.

"Humph."

The Sun King uttered an unpleasant tone: "The golden ones don't even come to admire my supreme glory, and even the Pharaoh has gone to the Pacific battlefield. How boring."

Ah, this… The three Hassans present said absolutely not.

Iscampbell is alright, but Gilgamesh shouldn't be here, otherwise it would be strange if the two of you didn't fight on the battlefield.

“Indeed… even if we can understand their choice, it is still a great disrespect!” Nitocris immediately echoed, “The glory of Pharaoh Ozymandias is supreme!”

"That's all."

Ramses II rose from his throne, his golden eyes reflecting the dark Rakhm Tide in the distance.

"First, I'll clear out these scum who dare to invade my territory, then I'll go and settle things with the gold!"

"The glory of fighting against the Primordial Mother must never be given to the Gold!" Ramses II said, somewhat losing interest.

"What's up with this Pharaoh? He seems exceptionally reliable!" Arash arrived a little late.

Ramses II: "…………"

Suddenly ignited with fighting spirit, Ramses II laughed loudly: "Although I don't know where you came from, I will bestow upon you the honor of fighting alongside the Pharaoh!"

"Let me admire your bow, which can tear the earth apart, up close!"

Arash replied cheerfully, "Alright, then I'll live up to your expectations and forge ahead!"

"I'll take charge of Lahm here, and you take charge of that side. Let's compete, okay?"

"Hahahaha, of course!" Ramses II said with great interest.

On the Indian side.

"Why is that Egyptian pharaoh suddenly so excited?" Rama brandished his indestructible blade, wiping a bit of blood from his cheek.

"In any case, this should be a good thing." Queen Jhansi smiled. "O Rama, the great king of Kosala and an incarnation of Vishnu, while Karna and Arjuna are supporting the Pacific theater, we must defend our homeland and not let the enemy get an inch!"

"That's for sure! Encountering Rama is the enemy's misfortune!" Rama said confidently.

“Hahaha, that’s really good, Rama,” laughed Bhikkhu, Arjuna’s brother. “You and Hanuman should stand side by side, so I can entrust my back to you with peace of mind!”

"Why am I here, with that guy, Bu Jun...!" Nan Di was extremely displeased. "If possible, I hope Ma Si can come too!!" Otherwise, he's at a disadvantage fighting Bu Jun alone.

"Hahaha, let's put aside our previous stances for now." Rama mediated between the two sides, otherwise Pandavas and Kuru would definitely have fought each other. Luckily, Arjuna and Karna went to fight Tiamat.

"Since we have been summoned in this era, let us answer our Master, answer the expectations of the people, and fight for the world!"

"Attack together! Pierce through the Brahmastra!!"

Arctic Ocean Battlefield—

Although they faced the least pressure, very few participated in the fighting.

Beowulf crossed his arms: "It's a bit of a shame that I didn't get to go to that battlefield, but as long as I can fight, that's enough."

"What do you think, Your Highness?"

Anastasia Nikolaevna Romanova, the youngest daughter of the last Tsar of Russia, was brutally murdered by her enemies in history.

Would she still fight to the death for humanity even in this state?

The princess, with her eyes calm, said, "My master... in this world, Maria survived. She is Maria's descendant."

"I will protect my remaining family members."

Behind her stood the Kremlin, its walls radiating an ominous crimson light. The slumbering emperor awoke, and the busy, killing hunters vanished instantly, as if in a dream.

The most terrifying Tsar, Ivan the Terrible, stood up with his monstrous body.

"Anastasia, the princess who shares the same name as my beloved consort."

Ivan the Terrible held a scepter, which was covered in endless lightning.

"His love as a human being was given to Anastasia. His love as a Tsar was given to God."

"However, this is still my territory, and as the emperor, I will not tolerate any infringement."

"Let's embark on a pilgrimage together!"