Chapter 449

【"It seems even parallel worlds are having a rough time..."】

Looking down at the new terrain at the edge of the horizon, Shiromeguri Meguri, who had gathered with Yukinoshita Yukino, felt her scalp tingle.

Setting aside their numbers, the mere existence of a single god was already an off-the-charts level of power.

And yet, they possessed such an intimate, bone-deep understanding of humanity, coupled with schemes spanning ten thousand years.

Compared to these parallel worlds, the lack of peace in their own world really didn't amount to much.

In the breeze under the night sky.

Yukinoshita Yukino did not speak; her slender fingers toyed with a cigarette, but her gaze was involuntarily fixed on the magical projection.

Watching that man, who stood like a towering mountain, her eyes held a hint of envy...

Envy for such clear-cut good and evil, such a simple stance—one only needed to move straight ahead, and they would undoubtedly be the blade of justice.

Whereas the love, hate, and grudges between people, where right and wrong were hard to distinguish, were things even she could not clearly parse.

She envied even more that dashing spirit, that boldness that held even the All-Powerful Cup in its sights.

But all of that belonged only to heroes, only to those legendary figures who shone through the ages.

And she had known for a long time...

The young lady's cold gaze turned toward the bright moonlight.

The woman named Yukinoshita Yukino was, after all, merely a mortal.

No matter who it was, even a close friend or beloved, if they stood in her way to seize the Holy Grail, she would kill them without mercy.

257. The whole scene suffocates, the strongest divine beast—Bull of Heaven!

【"Master, he... he is actually such a legendary hero?"】

On the roof of a love hotel in the distance.

Amidst the hazy lights, Lancelot, dressed in modern casual wear, muttered in utter disbelief.

This Holy Grail War kept catching him off guard.

Ten minutes ago, he had seen that golden-haired, blue-eyed, dashing King, shattering the lucky hope in his heart.

He was both excited and scared to death.

Excited enough to want to rush out, place his neck under the King's sword, and receive the King's judgment.

Yet, filled with guilt, he lacked the courage to stand before the King.

Perhaps it would have been better if he were still that mindless, pitch-black knight.

Being the man known as the First Knight, when he saw the golden-haired King draw the invisible sword, he overcame his fear and, with resolve, prepared to rescue his Master from the King's blade.

He was stunned.

What did he see? What the hell did he see?!!

His Master, who liked to twist the knife in his wounds and sprinkle a little chili powder on top, was actually suppressing the King...?

No one knew the King's power better than he did.

That was the Miracle King who crushed the last Dragon God, the uncrowned knight who thoroughly ended the Confidential Confidential Age of Gods.

Even among the gathering of legendary heroes, he was a top-Third Third Tier existence.

And yet, he was being suppressed by his Master?

Others didn't know, but he knew his Master wasn't a Berserker, but a Caster!!

【"Master, who exactly are you?"】

Lancelot looked at the man in the distance, who looked down upon the entire field, his face full of complexity.

As a top-Third Third Tier existence even among Heroic Spirits, who had even fought against the last of the gods.

He could naturally tell that perhaps Li Li Shuwen's identity was a fabrication.

But without a doubt, the layers upon layers of divine remnants and curses lingering on his Master were undeniably real.

With his Master being this strong, he, a top-Third Third Tier Servant in any Holy Grail War, felt a bit lost.

【"What an honor it is, Master."】

The purple-haired youth looked into the distance and sighed softly.

What great fortune; to have met the King in life, and to meet a lord like Master after death.

Perhaps their styles were different, but hidden beneath that cynical exterior was undoubtedly an unparalleled spirit and will.

A certain Great Confidential Confidential Age of Discovery world.

Ten thousand miles of blue waves, endless surging tides.

"Hahahaha, what heroism, what a soul-stirring sight."

On a magnificent pirate ship, an old man wearing a white coat, with a towering physique and muscles like forged steel, laughed loudly, his eyes revealing extreme longing and admiration.

The ocean of the other world was also vast.

The legendary heroes of the other world were as dense as clouds.

Even in this world, where he was called the "Living Legend" and "World's Strongest," he felt like a frog in a well at this moment.

A certain Ninja Continent.

Watching the shining heroes, many ninjas could not help but yearn and admire.

Even the young ones, who hadn't been deeply brainwashed, began to think.

They were all professionals who wielded force for slaughter, so why did they seem to live in hell, not even knowing who the heroes of the last few decades were?

They had no history, no past; everything taught them to become numb, cold-blooded tools.

But they were also human, longing for flowers, applause, and hoping to be remembered by history.

So, whose problem was it, exactly?

The Sky Screen.

The wild, mythical battle began again; even the knowledgeable people of Earth felt dazzled.

【"Clang, clang, clang, clang————!!"】

Bolts of sky-piercing giant swords shot across the sky.

The continuous roaring explosions seemed to form a straight line; patches of gold lit up like a brilliant sun, and the rolling heat waves compressed and exploded, turning a radius of tens of thousands of meters into a vacuum.

【"Hahahaha, a long-lost feeling! Not bad."】

An incomparably brilliant golden explosion occurred; without any prelude, patches of gorgeous, splendid golden ripples spread out densely, as if infinitely replicated, forming magnificent wings that connected heaven and earth.

It even illuminated a hundred miles of sea into a golden expanse, with patches of wings (golden ripples) ready to strike.

High above the ocean, the Golden King spread his arms, his madness unbridled, laughing hideously: 【"You are truly not bad, Caster———!"】

Boom!

Ten thousand cannons fired at once; streaks of polar light cut through heaven and earth in a wild bombardment.

In an instant.

Magnificent water columns rose up.

Connecting heaven and earth, shocking and magnificent beyond belief.

Even after unleashing such peerless firepower, it wasn't over.

A golden ripple suddenly expanded, covering the sky and earth, directly swallowing the ripples in the sky to form a grand ripple with a diameter of over a thousand meters.

Amidst the rumbling sound, a scarlet mountain peak emerged from the ripple.

No.

That was not a mountain peak.

That was... a sword tip.

The Golden King extended his arm and pressed down hideously.

Everything seemed to slow down; one could even clearly see the magnificent giant sword slowly pressing down.

Before it even approached, the wind pressure alone caused the sea level within several kilometers to collapse in layers.

But everyone knew it was an illusion.

It was an illusion caused by the giant sword being too magnificent.

Finally.

At the moment the mountain-like sword tip touched the sea level, everything seemed to freeze.