Chapter 339: Heaven Did Not Birth Me, Weigong Shilang—The Sword Dao Remains Eternal Night

"Tohsaka, could you activate your Jewel Sword to its maximum?" Weigong Shilang asked Tohsaka Rin: "I'll use a spell to strengthen your body."

"I could..." Tohsaka Rin fell silent.

She saw the bloodstains on Weigong Shilang's white robe and his disheveled hair, and realized his appearance matched exactly the poster found in the room—the sword mark on his brow perfectly aligned with the one in the image.

"Are you still Weigong Shilang?" Tohsaka Rin had felt something off about him since earlier; she doubted: "The Weigong Shilang I know wouldn't say such strange things..."

"Of course." Weigong Shilang nodded, then sighed: "I've been influenced to some extent, but those thoughts are still mine."

Saber walked over, concerned: "Is this due to past-life memories?"

"That... Saber, what you saw in your memories shouldn't be taken as real..." Weigong Shilang sighed, "I'll explain it to you slowly after this is over."

"I understand." Saber nodded; she knew that no matter what his past was, to the present Weigong Shilang, it was merely shadow-like imagery—what mattered was now.

In a fragment of memory, she had seen a man wearing a top hat say: "Only by endlessly choosing each other through reincarnation can they recall their past—but they are fated to have connection without union; the world will not allow them to meet again."

From the content of those novels, even in the Parallel World, Weigong Shilang and Weigong Lang had always missed each other for various reasons.

A thousand lights spun within the mirror, the heavens empty and ethereal, dim yet dazzling—these were Parallel Worlds reflected and opened by dimensional magic, not mere one-way observation, but the establishment of bidirectional pathways.

King Arthur: "Even so, there's nothing we can do right now."

"He once revered you; he should have been cut down along with his original body beneath the Throne of Heroes, but Wang Jier's version is a warlord—this situation owes much to his efforts; I'll spare him this once."

"I am indeed Weigong Lang." Weigong Lang rubbed his brow, then said: "Those who speak my true name shall see eternal life through reincarnation."

The application of the Seventh Method—including memory alteration and phenomenon rewriting—is also part of Parallel World operations.

【Dimensional Gate Maintained】

Tenzan Lixiang felt the difficulty of communicating with that person was roughly equivalent to combining Runic Gammash and Ramses VII.

"Didn't I say it already?" Weigong Lang smiled. "There are indeed interfering factors... but first, I must create a world where Su Yuanhe can live happily."

The Crowned Servant appearing on that planet used its Noble Phantasm almost the instant it manifested, and its Crowned Spirit Base no longer needed to be discarded as disposable fuel.

【Two Rituals: What I placed into the Root is invading the Root—no matter what you do next, stop it.】

"Ideal and what I'm doing now..."

Weigong Lang released his grip and returned to his abnormal state; he looked at Tohsaka Rin, whose cheeks were flushed, and said: "Please continue maintaining it."

"Besides Master Arthur, all newly summoned Servants have been wiped out again, and no new Crowned Servants have appeared."

"Does your ideal relate to what you're doing now?" Red A said sharply; he stood beside his Gilgamesh self and the pre-reversed Servant of Fuyuki.

Tohsaka Rin had never imagined her body could become so weak—even with the Tohsaka family's seal and the Jewel Sword, she was bound by a human form; even if she could draw limited mana from the Parallel World's small source, the amount usable each time was finite.

This was the effect of the Parallel World imagery reflected through Tohsaka Rin's Jewel Sword combined with dimensional magic...

"Thousands of years passed: half-breeds led humanity to replace the dragon race, relentlessly exterminating them. Dead dragons revived again and again, slumbered again and again. The half-breeds even forced the 'gods' into permanent slumber. Then, we turned our gaze toward becoming 'gods' ourselves."

【Illya: As you see, it's exactly this situation—I informed you the moment communication resumed. Strange... the Spirit Base reading just vanished instantly...】

Tohsaka Rin was releasing a gray-bright light of mana through her Jewel Sword; as time passed, the intensity of this mana approached the concentration of mana spilled by the Holy Grail at the start of battle—and it continued expanding.

Layer upon layer of phenomena unfolded across the planet's every corner; in this fixed worldline, symbols of time were reproduced—heroes destined to leave their mark in history would unleash their Noble Phantasms as embodiments of this era.

The instant he appeared, Mash and Runic Gammash and other Servants shielded Tenzan Lixiang with their bodies.

She seemed to be searching for words to describe the current situation.

"Junior..."

【Goldluf Muji: Is it synchronized? That's wonderful—where are the other Crowned Servants? Even if Weigong Lang is weak, a single Crowned Servant should handle this easily!】

"I heard nothing."

"The Suppression Force wants to stop me..."

Another bout of gagging; the man gripped his own throat tightly, his expression grotesque, until moments later he calmed—but his face bore an uncomfortable expression, as if savoring something.

Weigong Lang's voice was soft, yet it drew everyone's attention to his words.

"I have witnessed the millennia-long war between humans and dragons. Humans feared and coveted the dragons' authority and power; the dragons, from above, enjoyed dominion over might and force. Humans offered females, giving birth to a race called half-breeds—but their emergence did not mean peace, but the beginning of war."

Layers of heavenly fire illuminated the night sky; a giant of light took form; a hundred-meter wave carried a colossal vessel; a monstrous gate formed from countless souls; a pitch-black abyss twisted by starlight...

【Illya: I know this is hard to accept, but... Saber Arthur, what is your condition?】

Weigong Lang smiled, standing still in wait; no one asked further questions, for his body held too many unknown secrets.

"Ah, forget it..."

"Two Rituals..."

As for worry, there was little to fear: the Two Rituals did connect to the Root of the Vortex, yet its authority surpassed even Heaven's blessing.

Weigong Lang was continuously eliminating the Servants manifesting upon Gilgamesh; perhaps because the Suppression Force sensed something, the rate of Servant summoning kept increasing.

"Sorry, Two Rituals." Weigong Lang opened a blue teleportation gate, from which a white cube flew out: "As compensation, I'll treat you to something better later."

The Character "Soldier" Decree activated silently; in the stunned gazes of all Servants summoned by the Suppression Force, swords, knives, axes, chariots, spears—all weapons worthy of being called Noble Phantasms—detached from their masters' control and flew toward Gilgamesh's Mountain.

Servants kept spawning like refreshed spawns; even if a Crowned Servant was destroyed, a new one appeared shortly after—and the Weigong Lang in the sky cut through them like grass, each swing of his sword wiping out entire zones of Servants, no Noble Phantasm able to resist.

Weigong Lang's eyes glinted with intellectual brilliance; as soon as he finished speaking, a sphere of mysterious Weigong formed in his hand—a pulsing information body—these Weigong flowed through the Jewel Sword and merged into the mana.

"Fuyuki junior, what do you intend to do?" Tenzan Lixiang stepped forward, curious: "Can you free this worldline from its pruning?"

Torrential rain poured; dark clouds blocked out sun and sky; a sea of white Servants and Noble Phantasms threatened to erase Su Yuan and the Holy Grail from the map.

"I need not link existence."

And according to Caster Medea's description, the entire Gilgamesh leyline had been altered by an unknown method.

A vast magical circle, comparable in scale to an entire city, rapidly spread across the sky; the Weigong-formed patterns were as exquisitely detailed as perfect artworks; mana poured in, poured in, poured in again, slowly evolving new structures at an extreme pace.

Strangely, within this dazzling, complete Kaleidoscope, many faces resembling his own gazed toward this place.

Weigong Lang's spiritual energy surged, his robes billowing; he turned to leave.

She cast her gaze toward Shido Nai and the pre-reversed Servant of Fuyuki, and shook her head regretfully.

The Root itself seemed to show little reaction, yet the Suppression Force had clearly slowed.

Lord El-Melloi VII gazed at the sky, silently contemplating and observing.

Vast and mighty, converging into a swirling storm.

"That guy…" Rune Gamsch squinted, suppressing the fury beneath his face.

"That's really… Whoa!? What are you doing?!"

"But even so…"

"If he acts for the happiness of someone he knows, the one closest to him will become happiness." Spirit Winterwood gazed at the location of the Lesser Grail: "What about this boy? Your happiness."

【Two Ritual: Listen to you! Puke… uh…】

"That speed is too absurd—I've never seen anything like it," Tenzan Lixiang frowned. "There's no way to fight that Caster Emiya…"

"Everyone, keep up the mana output! I'll open the gate."

【Two Ritual: It's a decoy… puke… the next time you see him, you must kill him.】

【Anchor dispersion complete】

【Illya: Two Ritual has something to say to you—don't let anyone else hear.】

"Hmm…"

Mathers glanced at Su Yuanhe Lang seated beneath the Throne of Swords in the sky, clutched her head, and fell down:

There was no denial, no anger—only a fierce recounting of the story itself.

"Hero King! Calm down! We can't defeat him together!" Mathers and Tenzan Lixiang immediately grabbed Rune Gamsch. "Su Yuan, please don't provoke the Hero King!"

"Create a world where Emiya Shirou can live happily." Emiya Shirou spoke unconsciously, his eyelids twitching several times as he added: "Break through the barrier of the Parallel Worlds, kill the Suppression Force… restore this world to its original state. Never mind—I don't want you taking my words seriously."

The Seventh Method: A magic that observes infinite Parallel Worlds and allows free travel between them, including time travel. Its artifact, 【Gem Sword】, is said to be the tool of the Seventh Method, capable of sharing and utilizing the limited mana of parallel worlds.

It's not true—it's not good not to be true!

"But how can you know unless you try? At least within the world I can see and comprehend, I hope there are no more uncelebrated sufferings."

Upon hearing this, Emiya Shirou suddenly halted his steps. As his focus sharpened, another thought gradually intensified within his mind.

【Goldluf Muji: Is today April Fools' Day?】

Illya's expression was unexpectedly serious. As soon as she finished speaking, she switched the screen, and after establishing a soundproof barrier, a cold, icy, windlike beauty appeared before the Chaldea crew.

As he marveled, Emiya Shirou placed his hand on the Gem Sword, touching hers.

"Sword, come!"

Red A: "?"

Emiya Shirou stepped forward from the side and said: "Happy April Fools' Day?"

【Dimensional passage constructed】

"Is relying on external power and depending on the Noble Phantasm any different from the Eighth-Class Servants? It's merely a postscript tactic meant to teach Gaia and Alaya a lesson."

Suddenly, Emiya Shirou realized something was off about his previous thought—he called out Su Lin's name in his mind, but received no response.

【Two Ritual: Stop this guy! This guy is targeting the Root… puke!!】 (Loading progress: 93%)

"I understand that human evil runs deeper than imagined; desire is an unfilled abyss, and the definition of happiness is always changing."

"Shut… shut up!" Tohsaka Rin turned and walked toward the smiling Sakura Matou. "You know it yourself."

Tenzan Lixiang: "Is today April Fools' Day? What's this twist…?"

"Still, some people strive to resist the fate and rules that observers have drawn a final line upon."

"I've seen cultivators who moved mountains and reversed seas living among commoners; sect masters regarded others as ants, feeding themselves on the lifetime of sweat and blood from countless lower cultivators and commoners. You grab him when you want, take his things when you want! If your power exceeds others', even stripping him of everything is perfectly justified."

【Two Ritual: Stop this guy! He's targeting the Root… puke!!】

"Pathetic." Emiya Shirou sneered, looking at Rune Gamsch and said:

"Blame the Suppression Force of this planet." Emiya Shirou looked up at the sky, where dimensional magic gradually opened a great gate. "I'd prefer to carry less, but I can't carry any more. Sorry."

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Radiant mana rose like wisps of smoke; when the sky was shrouded, images of different time points from Parallel Worlds flickered across it.

As seconds passed, Chaldea's communications gradually restored.

Magic is the path closest to the Root.

"Su Yuanhe Lang" suddenly changed his gaze; the Heaven-Blue Jade Void Sword seemed to howl with sun, moon, and stars within its blade. He pointed his sword at the sky and spoke loudly:

"If he wanted to kill you, he would've done it already," Tenzan Lixiang placed his hand on Mathers' shoulder. "Winterwood, did he gain his current power through the Root?"

"Heaven does not grant me Winterwood; the sword's way endures eternally as night!"

At first, strange images flickered briefly—each flash lasted less than a second before vanishing. But as Tohsaka Rin used the Gem Sword, these images gradually increased in number.

Tenzan Lixiang swallowed hard and cautiously stepped away from Emiya Shirou to reach Mathers' side.

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King Arthur: "As you see, I am the Caster Sword summoned by the Suppression Force—not the King Arthur you know."

Now, we only need to wait until the time comes—then the passage to the Parallel Worlds will open.

"Is he really Emiya Shirou?!" Tenzan Lixiang voiced the question many wanted to ask: "Has he been possessed by something?!"

Considering the statements made earlier by Gilgamesh and Rune Gamsch, she believed Emiya Shirou had somehow obtained power from the Root.

Zhi Du Nei: "?"

The sight of the opponent immediately vomiting left Tenzan Lixiang and others utterly confused.

A sealed timeline is isolated from other worlds; because it is overly familiar with its own ending, the universe no longer invests energy into it. These worlds do not immediately perish, but remain like branches pruned from a tree, retaining vitality for a time.

【Illya: Another number appeared—huh?! It cleared again. Maybe the equipment's malfunctioning, Tenzan—please, make sure you stop Emiya Shirou alongside the Caster Servants summoned by the Suppression Force!】

"I feel something's wrong…" Mathers hesitated, then said: "It feels…"

"Oh? Not going to act, then?" Emiya Shirou retracted his slightly drawn blade:

King Arthur nodded: "I was defeated and captured by him."