Chapter 557

On the Heavenly Screen, the standard procedure for a Servant's exit.

Clearly, having tortured several true gods to the point of wishing they were dead, she, who was already in a bad state, had reached her limit.

(A certain camp.

A young girl named Yukinoshita Yukino said coldly: ". ～Who wants you to let me...")

It was only until this moment.

Furuta Nimura secretly gave Jogo a look.

To be honest, he was confused the whole time.

Even terms like "Heroic Spirit" and "Noble Phantasm" were new words he had just learned.

For him, they were actually seamlessly replaced by the two words 【Deity】 and 【Authority】.

It wasn't until just now, the moment that woman who looked like a god walked over, that he finally felt, almost trembling, that trace of essence.

The essence that transcended the Great Old Ones carried by the shell known as a Servant.

No wonder, despite the huge gap in scale, several old kings were crushed at will in her hands like ignorant children.

"Yukinoshita Yukino, the Archer in the Fifth Holy Grail War, a Heroic Spirit from the future of a parallel world..."

Jogo explained quickly and quietly.

It wasn't that he was worried about this competitor.

He was purely afraid that if this guy wasn't respectful enough, blood would splash on him.

"Yukinoshita... Yukino?"

Furuta Nimura's pupils shrank.

He thought of the name the big shot had mentioned jokingly before.

He subconsciously looked at Jogo.

The man with a single eye occupying one-third of his face nodded solemnly.

Furuta Nimura's tiger body shook, looking like a loyal chief steward: "Long live the Matriarch!!!"

Mat... riarch?

The world was dumbfounded.

A certain camp.

Ayanokoji's expression moved, and he protected Sato Kazuma in front of him.

Crack.

Beside a certain young girl, the sky seemed to darken, spirit eroded reality, and under the freezing air, layers of ice and snow spread wildly toward the surroundings.

"Holy crap, Yukinoshita, calm down!!!"

Everyone retreated together.

Tokyo.

The Shinomiya mansion was instantly submerged in a jet-black pillar of light rising to the sky.

(Fate's settings have become outrageous by the time of FGO. In the Britain Lostbelt, the Fairy Knight Melusine is already a top-Third Third Tier Main God level.

It was only because she needed Morgan to maintain her form that her power was restricted.

As a result, she suppressed the Alien Apostle Muramasa at will, opened holes all over his body, and finally ended up as a commodity.

In the battle against Beast Koyanskaya, she easily cut off her two tails.

Going up, there are also the apex of divine beasts that surpass Main Gods, the Bull of Heaven, and the Calamity of Fire—Albion Dragon Skeleton.

The Calamity of Curses—Cernunnos, the god corpse lungs poisoned to death by fairies.

The tens of thousands of black giant hands surrounding the god corpse, each of which requires multiple first-class Servants to work together to defeat.

And there are a bunch of big daddies even higher up...).

314. Celebrating together, paid leave, one million per person

As if the eternal sun finally rose lazily from the horizon, the warm morning sunlight cast down a brilliant gold.

The jet-black pillar of light above the city and the ice and snow that almost froze the entire camp finally dissipated silently.

Looking at Brother Shu, who didn't care at all and dissipated like stardust like a Heroic Spirit.

People who hadn't slept all night and had experienced various thrills finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Congratulations.

The little broken ball has survived another peaceful day.

What a sin.

Worrying about the resurrection of Great Old Ones and the invasion of evil gods is one thing, but now we also have to worry about which day a certain "shura field" will stimulate someone to go dark and blow up all of humanity with one shot.

Even that Heavenly Screen Master Yukinoshita, once she goes dark, might be able to cause a terrifying commotion.

It happens every few days; this life is impossible to live.

Many people shed tears and hugged their poor and helpless selves.

For a long time.

Someone sighed: "Mom, that Kaguya-san is too scary. I feel like even those close to gods can't block a single shot. The level jump is too exaggerated."

"Stop, stop, I live nearby. The whole sky turned black. That feeling of suffocation, let alone those close to gods, even sub-gods like the spawn of evil gods probably can't hold on. I'm really afraid that one day I'll go to sleep and won't wake up."

"Hug!"

"Woo woo woo, I'm nearby too, I was scared to death."

"Stop, I still have to go to work. Damn, I don't want to go to work at all. I haven't closed my eyes all night. Even as a D-level magician, I can't hold on. Fortunately, I'm about to be promoted to a C-level transcendent magician. I guess it will be in these few days."

"???"

People's sympathy stopped abruptly.

You bastard, you just want to show off, right?

Even if an E-level magician doesn't sleep all night, it's completely fine.

Damn, although we have basically entered the era of universal magicians, most people haven't reached a level yet, and there aren't even a few E-level magicians in a class.

A D-level magician can be considered one of the most popular figures in any school or company.

As long as the school or boss is sensible, they will fund and invest, and giving some shares is not an exaggeration.

Once promoted to C-level, it can be said to be a leap over the dragon gate.

In fact, now that we have entered the magic era, productivity has soared as if it had eaten stimulants. The upper class eats meat, and the lower class at least gets some scraps.

The salary and quality of life of most ordinary people have also greatly improved.

Otherwise, with the little broken ball facing a life-and-death crisis every few days, a bunch of people would have jumped off the roof long ago.

Just then.

Countless people's work group messages rang out. When they picked them up, they were all from superiors or black-hearted capitalists.

"Attention all departments, except for the ** department, starting today, paid leave, big celebration for three days."

"Hahaha, what's three days? Our Araragi Corporation is celebrating for seven days, and everyone gets one million yen."

"By the way, more than twenty orders for defensive magic arrays have come in. The docking department, work hard and work overtime. Overtime pay will be another two million yen."

Tokyo, and even major cities around the world.

A series of human extinction crises were resolved.

Even cold-blooded capitalists were moved to tears, waving their hands and sprinkling large amounts of cute little money to celebrate together.

Except for some departments for post-disaster reconstruction and rescue, even government departments were directly shut down, and all staff were given holidays to celebrate.

The whole world fell into an ocean of joy and celebration...

………

The whole day was spent in clamor.

All kinds of celebrations, all kinds of venting, people hysterically celebrated that they had survived.

By the time the sky darkened, they found that it was still calm in the tension.

There were no annoying sudden events like the resurrection of Great Old Ones, the invasion of evil gods, or the return of mythology, and people were even happier.

Fireworks in the sky never stopped, and all kinds of magnificent light rain fell in the sky.

Listening to the cheers and screams from afar.

Izu.

"It's finally over, but why, why did no one come to save us."

At the edge of a bottomless crack. ===== CHAPTER 574 =====