I created the Holy Grail War, shocking the world

But if she was a servant, if she died at the hands of such a great and glorious life form, she felt it was acceptable.

The older brother glanced at her and said calmly, "Are you also a reawakened Old One, or someone who just crossed over to another world? The store over there has the complete collection of the Five Wars, a complete explanation of the settings of our Type-Moon world. You can buy a copy and read it. Of course, if you really want to understand it, it might be better to wait until the sky opens again."

soon.

Kiss-shot took out a smart phone in a daze, looking a little silly.

....

federal.

A dead silence.

Whether it was the six families that had clung to the powerful, or the heads of other former top chaebols, they all stared blankly at the sky.

first.

For the first time, a Servant demonstrated his overwhelming power in reality.

Come to think of it, their past judgments were simply ridiculously stupid. A mere frog in a well actually tried to judge the strength of that kind of life form.

There are even some stupid thoughts that cannot be spoken out and must be buried forever in the heart.

for a long time.

The head of the Eisen family lit a cigarette and sighed softly.

"So, how did we humans hatch such a life form?"

Not worthy.

The entire world put together is not enough to defeat a single servant. Why can a great achievement be elevated to a legend and rooted in human history and then transformed into a Noble Phantasm?

.......

Tokyo.

Kawasaki District.

After a long silence, many people woke up from their confusion and watched the sky full of stars.

“No wonder, no wonder, no wonder…”

Furuta Nifuku, the only one who escaped from Fuyuki City, seemed to be frozen in time, without the composure of a conspirator. He stared blankly at the brilliant light in the sky, repeating the same thing over and over again like an idiot.

Sakuramanji was crying and laughing like an idiot.

"No wonder, no wonder you are so confident."

"No wonder you don't even take the Heir of the Evil God seriously, and you even take the Evil God seriously."

"No wonder your world has so many powerful people, no wonder you treat us like this... no wonder..."

Halfway through their conversation, they finally couldn't continue.

The two so-called perfect people choked with sobs, their lips trembling, and finally burst into tears.

In fact.

Many of them were captured, even though they had exchanged everything for the power, but were ruthlessly and completely defeated.

But they were just zombies watching coldly.

There will be times when you ask us for help.

When the descendants of the evil god revive, their intelligence and power will eventually be needed.

The power of the evil god is simply not something that a mere mortal can match.

Especially he has two blessings.

As one of the most talented people in the world, he saw through many things, including the old king's secrets, and even gave Arima Takashi a push.

He was also the first one to run away, but ended up being taught a lesson by that poker-faced silver-haired big dog.

Oh my god.

A ray of cold light shot out, and it was instantly cut into more than 13 million pieces.

Even the minced meat is not so finely divided. He is shivering a little now.

Fortunately, he had thrown out two pieces of his own flesh and Ji's flesh in advance, and the silver-haired swordsman was rushing to the battlefield where the evil god's offspring was resurrected, so he escaped.

But even so, he is not optimistic about this world.

Gods are beings that transcend the mortal world. As long as one does not touch the divine realm, no matter how many powerful people there are, they will only improve the taste of the old king.

Unless you also have someone comparable to the old king.

result…….,

What a coincidence, it really exists.

Not only that, but he was also using the hammer like a father beating his son.

After a lot of effort, I saw that the golden guy of Big Daddy had left, and the silver girl who came back was even more fierce.

Too fierce.

A sword suddenly rose up, shining like the ocean, and with one strike, it directly killed the five great gods and the old kings of the mythological era.

It was like crushing a grasshopper, easily and without any care, as if it continued to cross the sky like an objective river of time, tearing apart the foundation of a world, completely destroying a realm, returning to the present world, and rushing into the universe.

This being is not even one.

Judging from their tone, it’s not even those people.

Very meow.

If they had such a great existence behind them, they would also be arrogant and confident.

When talking to the evil god, he dared to raise his head and look at the god with his nose up.

so…….

"What on earth is that?"

Furuta Jifu looked at the lingering afterglow in the sky and stroked his heart.

Even a conspirator and an evil person like him yearns for that vastness and beauty.

That's a dream.

All unfulfilled dreams.

In that brilliance, anyone with a persistent heart will be dazzled, yearn for it, and be...

"Sword of Promised Victory ()!"

A gentle voice sounded.

"Exca…..libur?"

Kyudo Erfuku murmured.

He had indeed faintly heard the girl shouting this word before.

"Yes, it is the word of liberation, and also the name of a Noble Phantasm. It is a holy sword forged from the dreams of mankind and the radiance of the stars. The greater the dreams of mankind, the greater is its radiance."

"Does it represent human dreams? No wonder it is so powerful beyond comprehension." Only then did Furuta Jifu realize that what he saw was not an illusion.

The voice smiled and said, "It's just the simplest liberation. If you remove a few constraints and show your true form, perhaps the vast existence at the end of the mythical realm can be defeated."

The end of the mythical realm?

Isn't this the strongest stance?

Jiuduo Erfuren was a little unsteady on his feet.

The initial liberation crushed the five great gods like a grasshopper, so how brilliant and magnificent would the true glory be?

and many more.

The chaotic mind that was frightened by the holy sword suddenly became clear.

"who are you?"

Furuta Jifu was like a frightened rabbit. Before he could respond, the big-headed doll-like Sakuman Shu leaped into the air, turned around and retreated in mid-air, violating the laws of physics.

Only then did I see the person who was speaking.

More than early twenties.

A very handsome young man, wearing a smart and transparent T-shirt and jeans, with relaxed features, walked over simply.

Like an ordinary young man in the city, Luo Shu waved his hand lazily.

"Just a curious passerby."

As the mastermind behind the wonderful work, I just want to ask for some thoughts from bystanders who were not greatly affected by it.

Furuta Jifuku's face was gloomy as he carried Sakuman Shu.

Passerby?

No one would believe it. I think you are the one being pursued by those people?

.........

"So, what exactly is a Heroic Spirit..."

FBI station.

Inside the clean and spacious hall.

Wearing a restraint suit, magic handcuffs, a limiter inserted, and an extraordinary inhibitory potion injected into the side of the [Perfect Man].

Kudo Yusaku picked up a cup of coffee tremblingly and muttered to himself in a daze.

"Isn't it said that it is a sublimated Ultimate Life Form composed of a certain period of human history? We have become Heroic Spirits, and the Heroic Spirits protect us."

Vermouth still looks like a hot girl, and she relaxes and puts on makeup after a long time.

The howling and crying captives, who were half embedded in the alloy ground around them, suddenly became quiet, with their ears pricked up and their attention focused.

Kudo Yusaku smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I just can't imagine that we can become heroic spirits."

He used to think so too.

But when the Heroic Spirit truly appeared in reality, radiating its overwhelming majesty, and crushing dozens of gods like grasshoppers with a single move...

He hesitated.

Are humans so awesome?

Their existence, their continuation, and their legends have caused the heroic deeds of the Heroes to be elevated to that level of Noble Phantasm.

Yes.

The Sword of Promised Victory is a divinely created weapon, which is awesome in itself.

But what about other servants' conceptual Noble Phantasms?

It did not exist during his lifetime, it is the sublimation of the legend.

There are A++ or even EX-level Noble Phantasms among them that can rival the curry stick.

It's easy to imagine that it is definitely not inferior to the light of the stars and the torrent of dreams before our eyes.

Did they come up with a concept of this level?

Are they worthy?

Even if all of humanity were tied together, they wouldn't be enough to defeat a single finger of the truly resurrected god, okay?

Vermouth was always open-minded. As she put on her lipstick, she said nonchalantly, "If we're not enough, then what about other parallel worlds? Infinite worlds, infinite us, countless legends stacked together to strengthen us, shouldn't that be enough?"

???

She said this casually, and the staff around her suddenly became quiet.

"You mean a parallel...world?"

Yusaku Kudo subconsciously connected with the bigwigs of the Federation's highest decision-making meeting.

Ok.

Now he is also one of the top decision makers.