Chapter 516

Moreover, the Mother Goddess behind them is a genuine Old One.

(Note: Old Ones can blow up stars, but the Seven Gods also said at the beginning that only Tsathoggua and one other are Old Ones, and the others are close, not them.

In my setting, Old Ones are the main god level of the Type-Moon world, and Old Ones are also different from each other.

In the original Cthulhu works, some Old Ones can be swept away by cannons and guns; they are just simple twenty-meter worms, ten-meter-high tentacle giants, with no special abilities.

Tell a joke, Cthulhu is science fiction.)

293. Caster manifests, the Kings are stunned!

"This... this is a Heroic Spirit?!!"

At the edge of the battlefield.

Satomi Rentaro looked at the imposing figure in the brilliant light, his whole person in a trance.

That beautiful posture, that transcendent figure, that calmness in shooting down gods...

Incomprehensible.

Can't find words to describe it.

For the first time, he felt that human language was so poor that it couldn't describe the shock perceived by his eyes and his heart.

"He... Heroic Spirit..."

The usually calm Amamiya Rindou read out the word stutteringly, his body trembling constantly, and the keen perception after linking with the God Machine allowed him to see deeper things.

That is the sublimation of humanity.

It is beyond all glory and brilliance.

That is a series of frozen great achievements, leading unimaginable mythological armies in slaughter, fighting giants, gods, dragons... establishing immortal merits.

Tsukimi Xi's lips trembled, wanting to say something, but then stopped abruptly.

Is it excitement in the heart?

Is it disbelief, or is it fear?

He didn't know either.

Before seeing it with his own eyes, he couldn't imagine that humans could become such glorious things.

Damn it.

If there were Heroic Spirits in their world, as a Ghoul...

Imagining it a little deeper, huge fear swallowed him.

No wonder... no wonder the people of this world are so strong, no wonder when they were already in despair, those teenagers and girls, even those weaker than him, always had an inexplicable confidence.

Damn.

If it were him, he would be the same.

I heard them put all their hope on summoning Heroic Spirits, and I made a lot of guesses in my heart, even thinking they weren't summoning the Evil God of this world...

Even feeling that they were no different from the lunatics like Arima Kishou.

Sighing in my heart that this world took the wrong path, because humans can only rely on themselves.

As a result, the idiot was actually me?!!!

Heroic Spirits are humans, humans themselves who simulate gods and surpass gods.

Let alone them, even the Masters Kitagawa Marin, Ayanokouji Kiyotaka and others were stunned for a while.

Different.

Completely different, seeing Heroic Spirits in reality, and it was the familiar Saber, they realized what kind of existence Heroic Spirits were.

Every cell was chanting, every thread of mind was longing and yearning.

It seemed to be the embodiment of the human hymn.

"No... that's not a Heroic Spirit."

Mouri Kogoro wiped the blood from his face and took out a crumpled cigarette from his tattered shirt and lit it.

"That is a Servant, a reflection of the true body of a Heroic Spirit."

"I... I finally know why you were so confident."

New Dongmu City.

Wrapped in a straitjacket like a caterpillar, unable to move, Hiruko Kagetane was stunned, and it took a long time for him to spit out this sentence.

He now felt that his ten-year-long, deepest fear, that so-called planning, all seemed like a joke at this moment.

Completely unnecessary.

Just following the crack to this world would have been enough.

Bullshit Completion Ritual, bullshit letting people lie on mines, coming to this world earlier would have meant no problems at all.

The torture he suffered for ten years, the fear for ten years, was completely meaningless.

However...

With some unwillingness from who knows where, Hiruko Kagetane looked at the hideous figure on the horizon and said: "Even if She is strong, can She, alone, defeat multiple gods who are truly angry?"

In fact.

Not just him, but at this moment, in the worried eyes of everyone in the world.

"You are angering us, spirit of this world!"

Seeing one of their own slaughtered like livestock before their eyes, even the four-sided Old Kings, who were full of contradictions, became cold together at this moment.

The King of Scaled Fangs' magnificent body expanded, and dense green scales opened, revealing empty human faces, making silent roars, whispering in the void in layers.

Compared to the previous roar like a raging wave, the low voice at this moment was even more terrifying.

That is a suppressed killing intent from a god!!

The rolling mist saw something and let out a sinister laugh: "I see it, I see it, strange spirit, your true body cannot reach this world at all; what can manifest is just a false reflection."

"Kneel down!"

"Put down the holy sword, bear the thorns, kneel down, and kowtow to us; only then will there be a place for you in the new world."

Surrounded by the five Great Old Ones, the pitch-black star slowly rotated and floated up, revealing eyeballs one by one, looking coldly at the King on the corpse of the Old King.

The terrifying killing intent even became completely materialized, forming cold ice and snow spreading in the chilling, bone-piercing wind, turning the devastated earth into frozen soil.

Nineteen Old Kings stood in the world, forming a shadow that was about to cover the entire world.

Divine breaths connected, and the terrifying pressure even affected reality; the entire world seemed to be shaking, the earth made creaking groans that it couldn't bear, and the whole piece collapsed downward.

The law of gravity was rewritten at this moment, mountains collapsed, forming fragments of various sizes, weighing tens of thousands, even hundreds of thousands of tons, floating up as if losing gravity.

Even the world seemed to be angry, thick dark clouds gathered, violent thunder snaked and galloped, and thunder that illuminated the entire heaven and earth exploded from time to time.

At this moment, let alone the King on that giant corpse, even the people in dozens of surrounding cities changed color suddenly.

"Are you kidding me, this is completely different."

"It clearly wasn't this strong just now; could it be that they were playing before?"

"What do you think? It's obvious; now that Saber killed their kind and felt a personal threat, they are getting serious."

In a large military base two kilometers underground in New Dongmu.

Akai Shuichi tremblingly lit a cigarette.

This major event of the Sky-Curtain gap this time is really full of twists and turns.

First it was the monster tide, then the sub-god-level Evil God offspring, then they said it was a lullaby, then they were really Evil God offspring called Old Kings, and they were resurrected, and there were a full twenty of them.

The little heart simply couldn't take it.

"Can Saber..."

The blonde woman, FBI investigator Jodie Starling, didn't continue.

No matter how much confidence she had in that King, this was an abnormal summoning, probably even weaker than the one summoned by the girl named Yukinoshita Yukino in the Fifth War.

And the opponent was nineteen gods who had clearly joined forces and would never be careless...

As for Saber's answer to those Kings?

There is no point in discussing...

In people's field of vision, the imposing figure with metal shoes stepping on the god's corpse slowly pulled out the long sword, and amidst the clanging of metal, she held the holy sword with both hands and slashed fiercely.

"Things like gods are indeed all arrogant..."

The glorious golden sword mark left the sword body and shot out, rising against the gale, turning into an arc-shaped waterfall of light a thousand meters long, slashing toward the Kings.

"Stubborn!"