Xingyue, is Xiaokai also considered Kai?

These words seemed to be a vow Bazett made to himself, and thus he shattered the rain of Noble Phantasms that had gathered before him with a single blow.

"accelerate."

Bazett knew that no matter how outstanding the weapons he possessed, or how well he trained his magic and mind, there were still powerful monsters in the world who could reduce everything to nothingness. But as a heartless magician, he couldn't just stop there.

Thus, in an instant, Bazett stood before the eighth Servant. Although it might be mistaken for teleportation, she was able to do so simply by pushing her body to its limits through rigorous training.

However, even so, a Noble Phantasm still pierced straight towards Bazett's forehead—

Piercing the brain will only lead to death.

But at that moment, an arrow came from behind and blocked Bazett's attack. When Bazett looked back, he saw Chloe, who should have retreated just now. At the same time, pentagram-shaped magic appeared on the arms of the eighth Servant, which was Illya's power.

Needless to say, now is the best time to obtain a job placement card.

"Strengthen, the effects are multiplied!"

Bazett's hands surged with powerful magic as he punched into the Servant's interior, obtaining the class card... as expected.

She did indeed hold the internal employment agency card, but she couldn't take it out, unlike the previous employment agency cards.

Immediately afterwards, something different from the red and black magic emerged from the eighth Servant; it was a pure torrent of power.

That was pure, unadulterated magic—no, it should be called divine power, Chloe realized.

This force converged towards the Servant's right hand, eventually materializing and forming a short sword. However, if simply called a short sword, its shape was somewhat peculiar—

The sword that bears the name of a god in Mesopotamian mythology is, in fact, merely a nickname given to it by its wielder for convenience.

Even worse, it might not even qualify as a sword, namely, the Eagle Sword (EA).

The true identity of the eighth Servant is Gilgamesh, the Hero King of Uruk, the oldest hero of mankind, who is now a polite and humble young man.

Compared to Ae Flash, whom Novia witnessed in the Holy Grail War in the Snowfield, the young Flash possessed more divinity and thus could use Ea, but in reality, he was not as powerful as Ae Flash. After all, Ae Flash in the original text said after his appearance, "If I were to return to a younger state, my power would not be sufficient to solve the current situation."

However, despite this, the young Gilgamesh was still unconscious at this moment, but the EA he had taken out was enough to prove that everyone had chosen to retreat, so he merely swung the weapon casually at Illya—

Like a rock-cutting machine, it begins to rotate and is enveloped by air, with the swirling wind drawing in more air, thereby creating a small tornado.

The tornadoes overlapped, creating an even larger, twisted, and dark mass, all of which converged and compressed towards the location of the sword.

The air layer transcends the physical boundaries and continues to increase in density, eventually turning into a weapon capable of chopping everything into pieces, and then begins to devour space itself.

The power it released shattered the Mirror World.

"...Speaking of which, why haven't we been attacked?"

"Perhaps it's because we didn't mean him any harm."

Luce waved his hand at Karen, "But it's not a big deal. From what I've observed, Xiao Hei and the others should be able to defeat this guy. So, it seems there's no need for me to come. The trouble is with that—"

Suddenly, Luce paused and squinted as he looked up.

"That? You mean Miyu Edelfelt, right? She really is someone who suddenly appeared in Fuyuki..."

Despite Karen's answer, Luce did not respond. After a few seconds, Luce tightened her grip on her cane, looking flustered.

"Lying is never a good thing, but never mind for now... He actually chose this time to undergo his tribulation, what are we going to do? God, say something now! I don't think anyone here can make my father give up, they're really despicable, those Buddhist guys!"

Then, Gilgamesh, riding the small black aerial warship Vimana, emerged from the ground in a kingly posture.

Then in the next instant—

A sharp gust of wind swept across the night sky over Fuyuki.

Vimana shattered, Gilgamesh fell from the sky, and even his black 'outer shell' peeled away, revealing his true golden hair and red eyes.

And what appears in his eyes is a vision far beyond the common sense of the 'present' that has vanished from the age of gods.

The tree, so ethereal it seemed to support the world, resembled Yggdrasil, the World Tree in Norse mythology, yet it was the Bodhi Tree of Buddhism.

It is said that when the Buddha was alive, the tree was several hundred feet tall, and although it had been repeatedly felled, it was still forty or fifty feet tall. The Buddha sat under it and attained perfect enlightenment, hence it was called the Bodhi Tree.

Buddhism has described the universe as having three stages from its creation to its final demise: the first stage is when the iron bodhi tree of Dipankara Buddha blossoms, the second stage is when the iron bodhi tree of Shakyamuni Buddha blossoms, and the third stage is when the iron bodhi tree of Maitreya Buddha blossoms, also known as the Dragon Flower Festival.

Within the Bodhi tree of Longhua, there exists an unbroken stream of human will, enlightenment, determination, fear, awe, dread, hatred, or joy.

In a sense, it is a blessing.

In a sense, it's a curse.

Unable to leave, yet accepting all who come, it's as if it's devouring humanity, as if all the humans on this planet are being crammed into one place. The vast concept is rapidly converging, to the point that it gives the illusion that Gaia itself, the planetary suppressor of this world, is being absorbed into it.

The planet's pulse reverberates painfully, and the faint sound seems to guide humanity, the primates of the present, toward the 'future'.

"Amazing……"

Having regained his senses, Gilgamesh couldn't help but speak even as he fell helplessly from the sky. He had realized that the person in front of the Dragon Flower Tree possessed incredible abilities, capable of evading any attack and completely crushing his opponent simply by advancing, getting closer, or even just looking at them.

"So that's how it feels...?"

What emotions are contained in the voice of the young king who has not yet become a tyrant?

In this situation, the few who escaped from the Mirror World also saw Ivia sitting on a lotus throne with her eyes closed in front of the huge, hazy Dragon Flower Tree.

Just watching from afar was enough to make everyone hold their breath. A profound and immense will, unlike any they had ever experienced before, flowed into their hearts through the air, as if to engrave something in their chests, overflowing with radiance and seeping into their bodies.

However, just as her soul was about to be branded with this mark that was hard to describe as either a curse or a blessing, Ivia opened her eyes.

Suddenly, all the torrent of light and shadow vanished, including the mark itself.

Therefore, they also saw a person standing next to Ivia, who looked like a servant. It was unclear whether the person was male or female, as a cloth covered their head and obscured their face. All that could be seen was that they had silver hair like Ivia, and their physique was not much different from that of Ilya and the other two.

"What on earth is going on..."

Just as Miyu was muttering to herself, a voice that sounded dreamlike, whose gender and even age were indistinguishable, resounded in their hearts.

"At the moment of this declaration, all living beings and all things will return to Longhua; upon enlightenment, humanity will become one—"

At that moment, Longhua, who had covered his face with cloth, nodded strongly to Ivia beside him and bowed deeply with respect.

"Looking up at the night sky, countless stars intertwine; looking down at the ground, only remnants of broken dreams are scattered everywhere."

"The realm of the universe, the stars of the universe, the voice of man, the dream of man, the stars of the universe, all belong to my supreme Lord."

Chapter 407 Under the Supreme Lord, Only I, Longhua (7.K)

Its form, shrouded in Buddha's light and rooted in the earth—

A towering tree shadow that seems to embrace the world at its center.

"We're doomed, we're definitely going to die."

Looking at this scene that was nothing short of a miracle, Rin Tohsaka was utterly devastated.

Regardless of whether they are friend or foe, how could such a scene go unnoticed? It's absolutely impossible to hide it now.

The association and church have rules that mysteries must not be revealed to ordinary people to avoid leaks. But the current scene can only be described as a mirage. Although it's a stretch, that's all we can do.

"Speaking of which, was this also something done by the Servant with the eighth class card?"

Luvia, utterly puzzled, couldn't help but ask this question, since she felt that if the Mirror Realm could be severed, then this was also possible.

But if that's the case, then what's going on with these two? A new job card? But I'm not getting any response...

"Not really."

Upon hearing this voice, Luvia turned around and immediately saw Luce with a subtle expression on his face, followed closely by Karen.

"The little hero king of Babylon may be dead, but that's not important."

Luce shrugged, pointed his cane at Ivia in the sky, and then his face darkened when he saw the Bodhi Tree. His next words made the others hold their breath.

"The most urgent thing right now is that if things continue like this, your world will be finished, and your Gaia here will be forcibly merged with Alaya in Longhua."

After the words were spoken, "those" burst forth as if overflowing, a light that seemed to be tangible, right in front of them.

Countless rays of light emanated from the tip of Luce's cane.

The lights seemed to flow as if they possessed their own will, enveloping everyone present.

Although the scenery is very fantastical, it secretly implies that one should never linger there.

Then, regarding Luce's words about Gaia, Alaya, and the impending doom of the world, the group began to understand something—

The Longhua, a future being destined to transcend tribulations in Buddhist legend, will devour human beings and return to Longhua, replacing the Earth, a planet of the sea, as a leaf. In other words, it will take the prayers of humanity to Alaya and the prayers of the planet Gaia, as previously stated, "all scriptures will return to Longhua."

The reason why Alaya and Gaia in this world did not react may be because it was too late, or because they were powerless to resist, or perhaps they felt that this was not a bad thing, since according to Buddhist teachings, the Dragon Flower Assembly at the end of the universe will save all sentient beings.

Those who attain the fruit of Mahayana Bodhisattva should be liberated first.

Those who attend the second assembly, having taken refuge in the Three Jewels and become disciples, will all be liberated.

Those who recite the name of the Buddha in the Three Assemblies and generate true faith in a single thought will also be liberated.

Seeking rebirth in the Tushita Pure Land is not about enjoying the pleasures of Tushita Heaven, but about getting close to Maitreya, seeing the Buddha, hearing the Dharma, cutting off afflictions, and being liberated from birth and death.

So how long did this calm, or perhaps confusion, last?

Listen attentively.

The sound of waves could be heard.

Finally, it was Bazett who spoke up, asking in bewilderment:

"Didn't the Age of Gods end a long time ago? How could they have managed to do this?"

Her confusion was understandable. After all, even though Buddhism is a global religion, it's generally considered a local myth in the world of magic, especially for magicians connected to the Magic Association centered around the Clock Tower—their understanding is—

During the Age of Gods, Europe was comprised of two major mythological systems: Norse and Greek. The Buddhist system, in theory, inherited the mythology of the Hindu system.

Of course, this statement is considered highly disrespectful to the Church, since they only believe in one 'God' and Norse mythology has disappeared into the annals of human history as the Germanic regions and local peoples have been Christianized.

"Different specifications."

"What is the difference?"

"On a cosmic scale."

"..."

It's hard for anyone to imagine such information, right? After all, although everyone has many seemingly amazing accounts in their own legends, they all know in their hearts that it's just hype. And since that era has ended, it doesn't matter anymore.

After all, the Greek gods are alien mechanical gods, the South American gods are alien bacteria, and Buddhism is actually a cosmic-scale organization. This is something that most people, or rather most magicians, can hardly imagine.

"Even so, it's still possible to win..."

After a long period of confusion, Ilya shakily raised her hand, like a student being called on in class.

The silver-haired girl genuinely hadn't expected Ivia to be the legendary Maitreya. No wonder she kept mentioning Longhua when she first transferred here; she thought Ivia was a Buddhist. Turns out, she'd encountered the real Maitreya! But strangely enough, shouldn't Maitreya be a chubby boy? It makes absolutely no connection…

And why is the world about to be destroyed all of a sudden?! This is like something out of a magical girl anime! Buddha and magical girls have absolutely nothing to do with each other!

"While I'd like to agree with what you said, Ilya, but—"

The blue-haired girl's brow twitched slightly. "I'm sorry, I don't want to lie about something meaningless, it's completely impossible."

"Why... Kuro and Miyu, say something too! It can't be, it really can't be..."

The girl's pleading words blended into the silence.

Qi Qiang's forced smile became increasingly stiff, remaining frozen in place.

"The reason is actually very simple, no need to overthink it."

A voice came from the other side of the sea; it was Gilgamesh, who had been blown away by a 'wind' and regained his sanity.

"because……"

Gilgamesh, who was not yet a tyrant, waved his hands as if it didn't matter, and the seawater on his body quickly dried up.

From everyone's perspective, when he looked up at the night sky, a look of pleasure appeared on his lips that would have terrified even the ancient Babylonian gods.

"—He is stronger than all of you trash!"

"How can it be……"

Ilya said in a low voice, trying to suppress her emotions.

"This is utterly absurd..."

"For example, you are at this level. The precision you possess is merely fragments. Even your level of the Star Principle is pitiful, not to mention that you are merely a power achieved by borrowing the Principle of the Universe."

Gilgamesh, oblivious to the confusion of those present, squatted down on the beach, picked up a grain of sand, and displayed it in his palm before everyone's eyes. Then he raised one hand towards the night sky—no, towards the higher, more distant universe—

But just as he was about to continue speaking, the young Gilgamesh seemed to suddenly remember something. The expression on his face changed from the arrogance of 'not yet becoming king' to the gentle expression of 'walking to the end alone'. Then, as if reminiscing about the distant past, he spoke to himself.