Chapter 353

203. The Supreme One Beyond the Sevenfold Veil

"Hey, junior, things are mostly resolved."

Before the crowd could recover from the aftershocks, the mage looked lazily at the knight: "Descending into this world as a Heroic Spirit inevitably comes with some limitations; I fear I cannot guarantee your safety."

"You stay here; you'll have to rely on yourself to protect them during the subsequent evacuation."

"Well, the big shots are truly willful. If the pollution from the God Tomb were to leak out, it would be a catastrophe capable of affecting parallel worlds."

Only then did Hikigaya Hachiman come to his senses.

Since receiving the Spirit Foundation bestowed by the Holy King, he had been growing stronger every moment—growing beyond his own limits.

Coupled with constantly helping others across the world, he had inevitably become a bit conceited.

At this moment, the scene before him slapped him awake.

Compared to the seniors under the Holy King's command, his own power was too insignificant; he didn't even qualify to be an assistant to this senior.

"Ah... yes, senior, I understand."

The Glorious Knight gripped the Unbroken Holy Sword in its longsword form, his voice firm.

Merlin nodded with a faint smile, casting a glance at the anxious crowd and curling his lips into a slight smile.

"Then you'd better hurry. Under the radiance of those two, these few layers of veils won't hold for long..."

Wait.

What?

Did "a few layers of dimensions" refer to the Holy Spirit Reincarnation Pool world, that person's dream world, and the corridor world?

What did "won't hold" mean...?

The crowd trembled, just about to ask.

That beautiful figure, seemingly wreathed in flowers, had already waved a hand, turned, and stepped onto the pitch-black corridor, heading toward its depths.

Many people's pupils contracted.

That dim, profound corridor was stretching; the distance between the doors, which had been no more than twenty meters, now seemed to stretch to the horizon.

As if they were worlds apart.

"They are afraid!"

Someone muttered.

Those divine remnants, which should have been filled with malice toward the world and devoid of consciousness, were actually... afraid?

Only now did the otherworldly powerhouses intuitively feel what the hell a Grand-rank position meant.

And what kind of existence a Heroic Spirit was.

Indeed.

The actions of "them" inside the doors were meaningless; the Grand-rank existence named Merlin simply took a casual step forward.

In a trance, people seemed to see dreamlike bubbles shattering, space collapsing, and thousands of mountains and rivers condensing into a single point beneath his feet.

With one step, no matter how ridiculously the spatial scale was magnified, it was meaningless; he stepped over it easily, brushing past the doors.

Hiss~

The crowd shuddered, as if hearing a scream from a deeper dimension.

Some terrifying thing had been annihilated!!

Such a thought surfaced in many people's minds, and the facts were indeed so.

As Merlin walked by, the dim and gloomy doors seemed to have their shadows and darkness dispelled by sunlight; that cold, chaotic, and horrific feeling vanished completely.

It seemed to become an ordinary door, appearing calm and peaceful under the hazy light.

This... this was solved?

The otherworldly powerhouses were somewhat dazed.

Were those malicious divine obsessions just forcibly erased like that?

Then came a chorus of gasps.

My god.

It was just like the sun; without any action, merely by walking past, all the cold and ghostly things would retreat under the great sun.

Watching that figure radiating a strong sense of presence, as if piercing through time and space, flickering in the corridor, dispelling all the haze and letting sunlight return to the earth.

The powerhouses couldn't recover for a long time.

"Is... is this a Heroic Spirit?"

The people of the world watching this shook their heads in unison.

No, no, no.

Ordinary Heroic Spirits aren't this ridiculous.

According to the information they received from the Sky Curtain, ordinary Heroic Spirits only qualify to crusade against divine-level existences when organized into a team...

Uh...

Many people frowned and pondered.

Heracles, who successfully ascended to godhood as a demigod; the Irish demigod Child of Light, Cú Chulainn; Medusa, who was a god herself... they certainly couldn't count as ordinary Heroic Spirits.

Then Cursed Arm?

Sasaki Kojirō?

The self-proclaimed third-rate Servant, Black Archer, the future Yukinoshita?

Damn.

Many people were bewildered.

Does the concept of "ordinary" even exist for Heroic Spirits, the sublimation of human history's heroes?

No.

To be precise, these are just Servants, only one side of a Heroic Spirit.

As for those who truly descended as Heroic Spirits, they had previously seen the Eternal King, who was strong in an unreasonable, illogical, mind-boggling, and incomparable way.

Wait.

Many people's eyes widened, thinking of their previous conjectures.

Heroic Spirits are simulations of divine existences; if gods are incarnations of natural concepts, then Heroic Spirits are incarnations of human concepts.

Could it be that the true bodies of Heroic Spirits are...

Zzzzz————!

Suddenly.

The world shook violently.

It was like an eleventh-magnitude earthquake, the likes of which had never appeared in human history; terrifying energy spread, and the entire plaza space shook violently.

Fortunately, even the so-called ordinary people present could beat up past world champions; after swaying for a while, they stabilized their footing.

"What's going on?"

The crowd was somewhat dazed...

This was a Great Temple built of Heavenly Stones; people had long observed that the ancient walls were engraved with dense, complex, and profound runes.

After observing for a long time, even those close to godhood would feel dizzy; it was definitely a level above divine-tier.

Who could shake such a place?

Didn't you see those zombified old gods and divine evil thoughts could only come out through the doors?

Do you think you're the Holy... eh?

Natsuki Subaru remembered Merlin's words earlier, and his face changed drastically: "Holy crap, it's those two!!"

Merlin had just said:

Given the level of those Holy Spirit remnants and the Holy King's current-world counterpart, a few layers of veils wouldn't hold for long.

He left right after shouting.

Anyway, the evil ghosts crawling out from Huang Quan had been collected by the big boss Merlin; if not now, when to leave?

"Julius, Ferris, follow me. You don't have the currency here, and renting in Tokyo is quite expensive; just follow me."

"Hehe, I didn't expect Kazuma and the others to develop so well."

"I'm considered an old-timer, so I should be able to get you in; the treatment shouldn't be bad."

Natsuki Subaru pulled the two of them along, walking hurriedly while chattering away.

Fortunately, the dense crowd had mostly run off by now.