Chapter 299

Even Azusagawa Sakuta only had some gains because he burned his own protagonist luck and was indeed a good person.

Time passed.

Just as everyone had judged.

It wasn't ordinary people who were special, but the ordinary people of the Divine Kingdom.

In two hours, another person succeeded—a little girl named Tachibana Kanade.

Her constitution was very weak, and she even had heart disease.

But she actually succeeded in the transformation, and her completion rate was even a large margin stronger than Reinhardt's.

In the Holy Spirit's judgment, her compatibility was the highest among everyone present, and she would naturally evolve into a two-winged angel within five hundred years.

And even for other Divine Kingdom people who didn't succeed, the proportion of those who survived was much higher.

Anyway, whatever little strength they had was gone, but their reshaped bodies were immune to all diseases, and their aptitude was much higher.

A huge profit.

The beings from other realms were so jealous their voices choked.

Damn it.

It's unfair...

193. The End? Luo Shu, the man named Luo, makes his entrance~

Another successful person appeared, and the most successful one at that; it was too much of a stimulus for people.

Instantly, over two hundred people stepped out, mostly from other realms.

Mainly because the Earthlings had a foundation; since the sky screen, there had been too many opportunities, and many had a sense of self-awareness: there were definitely big shots watching over them from above, no panic!

But when had the beings from other realms ever seen such a formation?

Their precarious survival environment had taught them since childhood to seize every opportunity, so they were more prone to gambling.

But...

Over two hundred people, and not a single one made a splash.

People's minds cleared up instantly, and even Jiraiya was so scared he quickly retracted the leg he had stepped out.

Oh my god.

This probability was too low.

But under the stimulation of the next successful person, it was another cycle.

As time passed, people roughly sorted out the situation.

Entering the Reincarnation Pool resulted in roughly four outcomes.

The most likely was to die cleanly, without even a bubble rising.

The near-zero possibility was to successfully leap in life essence, ascending to the heavens in one step to become a reserve Holy Spirit.

Currently, those who dared to gamble had almost all died; including Reinhardt, Azusagawa Sakuta, and Tachibana Kanade, there were only five.

The strongest, like Reinhardt, soared to near-godhood.

The weak also leaped from a mortal body to a second-Third Third Tier limit, and in terms of combat power, they were high-level life forms capable of rivaling third-Third Third Tier superiors.

Combat power was one thing.

More importantly, this step they took was equivalent to booking a divine throne; as long as they didn't die, they would surely lift the throne of God.

It was just that the time required was a little bit longer...

There were two other possibilities.

The slightly more likely one was those who, after reshaping their bodies, awakened holy power or even possessed a trace of Holy Spirit characteristics.

Once carefully cultivated, they also had the capital to fight above their level, just not as exaggeratedly.

They were also targets for crazy recruitment and competition by various countries.

Finally, there were those whose talents were enhanced after reshaping their bodies.

The number was also not small.

If it were Earth's ordinary people, trading that little bit of strength for talent was a huge profit.

If it were the strong, then...

Uh, the ones crying their hearts out on the shore were this group.

For a time.

The shore was a microcosm of life, like a small society.

Some were moved to tears, some were heartbroken.

But whether they were Earthlings or people from other worlds, whoever survived first bowed to thank the Holy Spirit.

Even if they had lost everything, being given a chance to gamble was already a tremendous grace.

"It's coming to an end."

Gojo Satoru sighed.

The joys and sorrows on this shore made him feel as if his own state of mind had had a breakthrough.

The ups and downs were too stimulating.

Beside him.

Jiraiya glanced at this youth who looked like Kakashi's twin and said happily, "Why didn't you go down and gamble?"

"Well~, the majesty of the Holy Spirit is naturally enviable, but..."

Gojo Satoru smiled, his slender hands opened, and blue electric arcs exploded.

With a casual wave, the fine, dense azure electric arcs intertwined and entangled, constructing a lifelike, crystalline blue leopard that rushed out from his palm, as if flickering, instantly circling the surrounding crowd.

Only then did it nimbly emit a crisp cry and flicker back into Gojo Satoru's palm.

With a grasp of his palm, the electric arcs scattered, and the pervasive, tyrannical sense of threat vanished along with them. The silver-haired youth smiled: "Cultivating magic might not be a bit worse."

There were quite a few fourth-Third Third Tier people present, and several fifth-Third Third Tier ones too.

It was as if Servant-level beings were worthless.

But the two were simply not the same concept.

Heroic Spirits are spirits!

They are high-level existences similar to sacred spirits like angels.

Even now, there were guesses that Heroic Spirits were originally on a similar but different path from angels.

Angels usurp the authority of gods and reshape their own life level.

While Heroic Spirits are simulations, sublimating into abilities similar to divine authority through great deeds, which are Noble Phantasms and abilities.

This is the core of Heroic Spirits; they possess the characteristics of gods, and one could say they are already god-like.

In the face of a qualitative gap, quantity below a certain level has no meaning.

Don't look at Reinhardt as if he ascended to the heavens in one step; in the Fifth Holy Grail War, he would only be qualified to enter the arena.

And the root of Heroic Spirits is still magic; it is itself a kind of magical phenomenon.

From this point of view, the upper limit of magic is simply incredible.

"The magic system~"

Jiraiya also showed longing.

Only after truly understanding it did he realize how incredible this system was, with an upper limit that was almost an omnipotent power.

The people around, even Kaguya who devoured the god's corpse, were hesitating whether to switch to the magic system.

The cost was ridiculously high, almost equivalent to starting over.

But the scenery above was too brilliant, too intoxicating.

At this time.

"No one?"

After a long time with no one stepping out, the Holy Spirit asked.

On the shore.

People looked at the crystal-clear pool water, the breathtakingly beautiful ripples, and now only felt a chill.

Within sight but out of reach.

By this point, those without self-awareness had basically died...

The rest, like Kasumigaoka Utaha and others, were quite content.