Chapter 514

A magnificent blue magic array floated up.

Several figures stood straight on the arc, raising their wrists holding Command Spells, chanting the ancient sounds from the primordial era, as if piercing through time and space.

A majesty like a god, surpassing a god, spread out, and a roaring beam of light erupted from the magic array, forming a pillar of light that pierced heaven and earth.

So dazzling, so glorious.

Even the Kings were moved, looking back in extreme astonishment, looking in disbelief at the imposing figure vaguely appearing in the pillar of light.

292. Old King: Damn, what's wrong with this world?

The wind was roaring.

The earth was growling.

High in the sky, the clouds over the entire earth slowly rotated around a core, forming a magnificent giant vortex, like a giant vertical pupil.

The ultimate light rose from the east of the planet, forming a holy pillar of light that pierced heaven and earth, connecting with the sky, visible to half the planet, feeling that familiar, bright light.

The ancient and vast aura spread, as if communicating with and piercing through a great place that transcends time and space, and is above the circle of time and space.

The leisurely wind blew, rolling maple leaves from who knows where, flowing on this desolate land.

Time seemed to stand still at that moment.

Only an imposing and beautiful figure slowly emerged in the pillar of light.

"This is..."

In cities like Fujieda City, which were in ruins, countless people looked up in a daze.

This familiar feeling, this imposing posture, could it be...

"Not... didn't they say there was still a minute left..."

London, Paris, New York... countless people muttered.

The Heroic Spirit Summoning ritual was no secret after the Old Kings descended; it was quickly thrown out by various countries to appease the people.

One o'clock in the morning, this special time point in mysticism, is when the connection between the Throne of Heroes and the present world is conceptually the strongest.

Only at this time point.

Can the calls of mortals be transmitted to the true bodies of the heroes sitting on the Throne of Heroes.

Therefore, generally speaking, only at this time can Servants be summoned...

Silence.

Then... explosion!!!!

"My god!!!"

"Shit, shit, shit, I knew the official words were bullshit!!!"

"Really, it really descended, our world has Heroic Spirits too!!!"

"Lord of Heaven, has your radiance finally shone upon this planet?"

Countless people shouted hysterically, venting their emotions.

Ever since the Sky-Curtain descended, Heroic Spirits were a dream of theirs, a dream that was out of reach!

And now, this dream has descended...

Federation.

The conference room, which was previously filled with a fanatical and angry atmosphere, was dead silent.

Every big shot whose feet would shake the planet if they stomped had their eyes straight, and their faces were a bit twisted...

They were jealous.

From the moment the Command Spell appeared on the back of the Sky-Curtain Master's hand, they had a premonition that Heroic Spirits would one day descend into the dust of the world, so they had always been extremely polite to those Masters who had not yet grown up.

But knowing is one thing, but at the moment when the Heroic Spirit actually appeared in the world.

They deeply felt...

Damn it!

Why wasn't it me?

Heroic Spirits are the ultimate power on this planet, aren't they?

In comparison, their power and influence are worth nothing; if they could trade, they would immediately rush to the Japanese archipelago and kneel until their legs broke on the spot.

"So... who exactly is it? The one who summoned the Heroic Spirit, those two teenagers? Or..."

The head of the Eisen family was the one who had hugged a big thigh, and was the first to recover, but his hands were still trembling, and his eyes were still a bit red.

"Also, who exactly descended?"

At this moment.

Billions of crazy people all over the world, amidst crazy and frantic cheers, had this question emerge in their minds.

"Who is it..."

Under the former Mount Fuji, in the empty lava cavern, the dazzling magic array was spread out in layers.

At the main position of the magic array.

Yukinoshita Yukino sensed something and looked up in disbelief.

Just a moment ago, she even felt that the next moment she connected to the Servant, the connection was broken...

No matter how she tried to sense it, she could no longer contact that magnificent will.

This situation... has only one explanation.

The Servant she had contracted with had already descended into this world.

"Is it... sister?"

Yukinoshita Yukino's eyes were a bit red; even she couldn't handle this level of "NTR" (being stolen).

Prepared for more than half a year, experiencing dreams again and again, constantly engraving, constantly remembering, constantly trying to understand, trying to outline that young girl king.

Everything was ready, just when she was about to succeed, and finally about to become a Master of Masters in name and reality.

Boom.

The Servant was stolen.

And by her own sister, the one who had been pressing her down since childhood, as if she could never cross that high mountain.

She had been considered a genius girl since childhood, whether it was violin or aikido, any skill, she would enter the door in three days and reach a professional level in a month.

Terrifying talent beyond understanding, this is an absurd character setting that only exists in 2D.

But that woman, that woman named Yukinoshita Haruno, would just walk over, and with her sluggish speed, replicate, surpass, and crush everything she had.

Like a high mountain, forever sitting in front of her, casting a vast shadow that covered her.

But that was her sister, right? The absolutely correct Yukinoshita would only silently follow that figure, trying to surpass her.

But now...

"Even if it's sister, I can't forgive..."

Yukinoshita muttered as if she had turned dark, but soon sobered up: "No, sister is also Saber's Master, I shouldn't think like that."

The absolutely correct Yukinoshita could not turn dark.

"What is that?"

"Such a scale of existence... could it be that this world also has gods?"

The brilliant radiance connected heaven and earth, layers of scorching halos rippled, and unparalleled majesty spread, so that even the Kings could no longer arrogantly ignore it.

"Not an existence like us, but of the same level... no, the essence is even more..."

The Star of Flesh and Blood, Ma Sai, had her expression change suddenly, and she roared hideously: "Stop Her, stop Her descent, otherwise none of us will be able to get this world."

At this time, She no longer claimed it was Her world.

Even as arrogant as she was, at this moment she was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.

That majesty, that terrifying essence, even gave her the illusion of facing the Mother Goddess.

Even if the existence descending at this moment was not large in scale, and was most likely just a projection or a sub-body, She felt an extremely ominous feeling.

While the roar sounded, She had already raised her hand and lifted a blood-colored giant star to smash it down, determined to wipe out the light array that looked like a great ritual along with this piece of land.

Before, when they coveted this world, they were all holding back, and most of the divine light was directed toward the sky.

Otherwise, as long as they didn't focus on quality, but on scale, they could display divine power capable of sinking the continent and tearing the atmosphere apart with a wave of their hands.

"Ma Sai, are you afraid?"

The King of Scaled Fangs opened three giant mouths and laughed hideously, but his movements were extremely tacit, joining the three Kings to erupt with a supreme strike.