I, Fujimaru Ritsuka, am back with a max-level character!

His chest had a very ugly wound that seemed to never heal.

The battle in Kilshtalia had some resemblance to Barton and Pankrasin, making it quite difficult to defeat that guy.

Or rather, the two people are now wrestling, and their brutality is no different from the Pancrassian wrestling of ancient Greece.

"cough--------!"

By forcefully locking Kirshtalia's shoulder joint, Fujimaru Ritsuka used his elbow to pin Kirshtalia's nape, seemingly trying to neutralize the Stargazer's fighting ability.

But Kirshtalia didn't say a word. With a muffled groan of pain, he suddenly leaned forward, followed by a crisp cracking sound from his joints.

“You bastard——————!” Fujimaru gritted his teeth.

The stargazer forcefully broke off the elbow that was being held in place by Fujimaru.

Then he slammed Fujimaru Ritsuka hard onto the ground.

If it weren't for the gruesome wounds on his body, his muscular, well-defined muscles that gleamed faintly, bearing the bruises and scars left from the battle, it would probably be quite... **.

However... this is a battlefield of life and death. The equally exhausted Captain Kirshtalia straddled Fujimaru Ritsuka, swinging one arm back and forth while the other arm slammed into Fujimaru's face, which was almost covered in blood.

Violence, devoid of any beauty, is nothing short of a barbaric act.

Stiff joints.

The pain was excruciating, and even the brain seemed to have lost consciousness.

The whole world turned into a pale white scene.

The pain from the blow reminded Fujimaru of his battle with the King of Men.

Ah... From fighting to survive at the beginning, to fighting to ensure everyone's survival now, this selfish nature has never been erased from Fujimaru Ritsuka's mind.

In order to save their own world, they even destroy other people's worlds.

Even if there is never any justice or evil, right or wrong in this.

But... even so, even so.

"Grit your teeth, stargazers who yearn for the gods."

"This is just a weak fist belonging to humanity..."

Infuse your strength, purely into your muscles.

With only his weak right hand, he deflected the stargazer's relentless fists.

Although it was impossible to tell whether it was power or an unyielding will to resist defeat.

"But it might hurt a little!"

boom------!

A punch was thrown.

It was not a miraculous punch, nor was it a punch imbued with strange power.

It was just an ordinary punch, so ordinary that it could knock down a young man who was exhausted and only knew how to mechanically swing his arms.

The powerful meteorite drained the stargazer's magic; the physical battle also drained his strength.

Similarly, the black-haired boy lost his power due to summoning Servants beyond his limits and fighting with all his might.

Those who got here were entirely driven by their willpower and perseverance.

How many bones in the body would remain intact after such a violent impact?

I feel like I can't feel it anymore.

However, it seems...

The golden figure fell from the altar, spurting out Yin Hong's blood, which splattered all over Fujimaru.

Won?

I don't know, I just have a feeling that the captain of Kirshtalia hasn't made any moves in a long time.

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I can't stand up; my whole body feels like it's falling apart.

Kirshtalia is truly ruthless; he made it so that Fujimaru couldn't even stand up.

However, countless shadows still flashed before my eyes.

That seems...somewhat familiar.

......

[Stand up! Do you think this kind of attack can defeat an ordinary person like you? Are you even a Master of Chaldea?!]

The girl who tossed her hair aside flashed by in an instant.

Senior, please give me your hand!

The girl who raised her shield had a determined look in her eyes.

[Fujimaru, this...is this the story you and we created together—? This banner, the glory of the Lord, will become your shield!]

The banner of the patriotic saint guides the way.

[Rise up! Rise up! Let us offer thunderous applause to our Master!]

The glory of the Rose Emperor brought cheers.

My journey has ended, but yours continues. Alright! Let's see how this journey ends! We're setting sail, Master!

Navigators in the mountains forge a new future.

[Hey! What is that?! Master, if you don't get up, I'm going to beat you up!]

The rebellious knight's persistence led to his final protection.

[Is it beyond repair? Looks like I'll have to find a way. In order to restore Master, is beating him up the only option? Disinfect... sterilize~~]

Even when driven mad, the angels in white still cherish life.

Master, this sword bears witness to its own destiny... The relationships between people are also akin to destiny... Therefore... this is not the fate you should choose.

The gleaming silver coins embody a thousand years of loyalty.

......

The legend of parting from the gods unfolded in the original river basin.

[Hahahahahahaha~~~! What a pathetic sight! Is this your limit, Fujimaru?! If you fall here, I won't forgive you so easily~~!]

If you fall here, don't say I knew you when you return to Babylon!

Oh, right, you're so funny that I forgot something important. Remember to return that bottle of anti-aging potion I borrowed last time... If you can't... I'll do some unpaid work.

【You're getting off easy, accept it with gratitude, hahahahahahahahahahaha~~ you idiot!】

......

？ ！！

Hey, something feels off!

The first few were probably my own memories and fantasies... but Gilgamesh, you bastard pleasure-seeker, how dare you secretly use your clairvoyance to spy on me!

You son of a bitch!!!

Don't interrupt my memories! How am I supposed to continue reminiscing about the sacrifices of Dr. Roman, Leonardo da Vinci, and everyone in the Lostbelt?!

I'm still waiting to stack the Flashback buff!

Chapter 87 The Little Eggplant That Almost Went Berserk

Click!

Click!

It shattered instantly.

The world suddenly went from quiet to a space of utter chaos and despair.

This is a battle fought solely by will and body in an absolutely still time and space.

Although it is said that the natural barrier can only be broken by someone's death, with the depletion of magical power in Fujimaru Ritsuka's body...

Shadow Achilles, Shadow Mordred, and Shadow Circe could no longer maintain their forms and vanished instantly as Fujimaru Ritsuka collapsed.

Fortunately, with the fall of Kirshtalia, the terrifying and unsolvable planetary bombardment also lost its supporting magic circle.

[Note: In FGO 2.51, the encounter with Kirshtalia is practically a pre-planned plot kill; if he is defeated with his second-to-last health bar depleted, he will be immune to debuffs and have his NP gauge fully charged.]

However, at this point, if you use Zhuge Liang, Great Hero, and a level 1 Chen Gong with the Wild Goose Mystic Code, and sacrifice everyone... you can freeze the enemy for one turn, preventing the leader from using their Noble Phantasm.

Mashu stared blankly at everything before her, the despair that had descended from the sky vanishing instantly, and the Meteor Spear standing in the center of the battlefield quietly disappeared with a passing breeze.

"Huh?!"

The little eggplant was completely bewildered.

They promised to wipe us out in an instant, but why...?

Suddenly, there was nothing left.

"What... has the Celestial Sphere, the guardian of human reason, disappeared?!"

"What on earth happened... Fujimaru, where is that guy Fujimaru!?"

To everyone else, what had just been a scene of the apocalypse suddenly became... nothing at all.

It makes everyone look like idiots.

However, as foolish as she may be, specifically, it must have been something Fujimaru Ritsuka did that caused the terrifying [Planetary Boom] to vanish like smoke in an instant.

This special space can be completely restored no matter how much damage it suffers, or how much endless magic and calamity it is subjected to.

"Senior—! Cheer up, senior!"

Bang---!