Simulate the universe, starting with speedrunning Greek.

Outrageous! This chief god from Greece is giving their demon pillars way too much credit; it's like using a cannon to kill a mosquito.

"You are the gold that pierces through the stars."

However—the moment that sacred artifact's voice line fell, there was no "however"...

The newly arrived Chaldea witnessed an incredibly exaggerated scene.

That arrow that reminded Gudako of the great hero Arash's Stella's arrow that pierced through the stars, but whose power was incomparable, was not from below, but from above... descending from the sky!

The moment the Noble Phantasm was unleashed, a gigantic, incredibly thick, terrifying pink beam of light pierced and tore through the earth, striking directly from the cosmos onto the surface of the Grand Temple of Time.

The nearby heroic spirits had already received the goddesses' orders to retreat at the same time, and then—they watched as the overflowing radiance condensed into a cluster of arrows, destroying everything!

'...No, this is beyond description. This is a weapon capable of piercing planets and destroying spaceships—an Anti-Star Noble Phantasm.'

As for the outside world—in the real world, after the Night's army entered the Grand Temple of Time, on Earth—people discovered that they could still see the projected scenes in the spiritual world.

What does this mean? The Demon Pillars, such as Goetia, which were hiding in the Grand Temple of Time, are no longer visible.

But it doesn't matter anymore; for Goetia, his fate was already sealed.

Countless people on Earth felt a chill run down their spines and their scalps tingle as they looked at the 'planet-destroying cannon' that had appeared more than once before and should only exist in science fiction novels.

It's the same every time...

Something that destroys or shoots down a planet.

It was a thunderbolt crashing down from the sky, a crimson light like an ancient divine punishment, powerful enough to evaporate the sea and tear everything apart. When everything settled—all things in the universe would fall silent because of this strike, and then turn to dust.

Gudako, Mashu, and even the doctor, Leonardo da Vinci, and others who were witnessing this shocking scene for the first time through Chaldea's communications fell into a deathly silence.

What...what is that?!

Suddenly—Gudako, snapping out of her shock, blushed and trembled: "—!!"

Wow, that's a big shot!

Those demon pillars say that these fighting beings are heroic spirits?

Greece, Rome, Northern Europe... why are only the heroic spirits from these three regions descending? Didn't the others come?

But since they are all heroic spirits from human history, we should be able to confirm that they are indeed allies, right?

But what is that thing in the sky? Is that also from human history?

When a Greek soldier, now a spirit, reports to the heroes: "Report. Lady Artemis's cannon fire has successfully hit the demon pillars led by Florus. As before, the demon pillars seem to be restricted from reviving on the spot. The obstacles ahead have been completely annihilated."

Odysseus stepped forward from among the Greek Heroic Spirits, speaking with a forceful tone: "Very good, accelerate the advance—make sure to continue expanding the gains. We absolutely cannot allow the Norse and Roman Heroic Spirits, who are our descendants, to gain the upper hand."

Just as he was the commander-in-chief and strategist of the allied forces during the Trojan War, this time he once again stepped onto the front line, leading the Greek army to win glory for that king.

He hasn't commanded such a grand battle in a long time.

Chapter 114 The Reality Barrier is Being Devoured, the Demon Pillars Unable to Be Revive in the Past

He would not disappoint his fellow Greeks who had come with him—for the first time in a long time—this man, as strong as steel, once again felt the burning heat and fighting spirit he had felt in the Trojan War and that trial of civilization.

At this moment, he seemed to transform into his final, mature form, Odysseus when facing that absolutely evil king—cold, ruthless, and merciless in sacrificing himself for his enemies.

The glory of the Greek Heroic Spirits now rests on his shoulders, so of course he can't give the other two types of Heroic Spirits a chance to shine.

Even Rome, a descendant of Greece, was not an option!

The big shots have already been taken by the goddesses, so naturally the remaining small shots will also be taken by them!

They had been engaged in fierce battles and travel ever since they entered the Temple of the Grand Time, without a moment's rest, but they were facing Odysseus, who had no idea how to prepare and was still pushing forward aggressively.

The other Greek heroes not only had no complaints, but were full of fighting spirit, their eyes burning with fire, making Odysseus seem less radical!

Rest? There's absolutely no need to rest...

The immense magical power continuously supplied from the Golden Demon City was so vast that even if they unleashed their magical artifacts from day to night until dawn the next day, they still couldn't exhaust it all. It felt like the boundless, unfathomable magical power of the universe, and they could only exhaust it to the limit...

They never had the chance to fight such a rich war, either in a normal Holy Grail War or in their lifetime!

Because Noble Phantasms can be used at will, even some Heroic Spirits who are not known for their strength can display a terrifyingly suppressive attitude when facing Demon God Pillars.

Although their stats are weak, as long as they can unleash their Noble Phantasms continuously, they can bombard you to death, no matter if you are a Demon Pillar or a Demon God!

At this moment—from a location even further away than before, came the defiant and furious voice of the Demon God Pillar Flauros: "Useless!! You hateful Moon Goddess, even your arrow, powerful enough to pierce the surface of a planet, is utterly useless! We are immortal in this Grand Temple of Time! It is neither restoration nor recovery, but the birth of a new me—!"

Why can't you understand this? You're the ones who should be afraid!

Despite being immortal, they were beaten into this wretched state, and all the Demon Pillars, including Floros, felt incredibly humiliated.

This powerful force, which should have instilled despair in any enemy on the battlefield, appeared like a fairytale joke in the face of the overwhelming army of heroic spirits.

However, Floros was met with yet another beam of light.

It hadn't been long since that last shot. According to the information Floros had gathered, the two goddesses in the sky couldn't fire their beam cannons in one go. Instead, they would take turns firing, and then there would be a period of silence. It was during this time that the Demon Pillar was able to hold off the army of one or two Heroic Spirits.

But—how come the Moon Goddess's second attack, 'You are the gold that pierces through the stars,' has already arrived?

Boom—! It was the same familiar blow, powerful enough to shatter the planet's surface.

The Demon Pillars had just been resurrected, and the other Demon Pillars hadn't even had a chance to say anything before they were all gone again.

'That's terrible!'

'It's absolutely horrific!' The Chaldea group, who witnessed this scene firsthand, especially since Lev had caused Chaldea no shortage of trouble in the previous singularities, were utterly humiliated by such an evil and powerful enemy, who was reduced to being blasted into ashes before he could even finish uttering a single word.

Even the initial shock of seeing the Demon Pillars suddenly revive was swept away by the terrifying, overwhelming barrage of attacks. All that remained was a deep, 'How dare you, Professor Rafe? To provoke such terrifying things.'

Goddess—Artemis?!

Convinced they hadn't misheard, Fujimaru Ritsuka and the others swallowed hard, staring at the scene that resembled a resurgence of a mythical war, speechless for a long time.

Meanwhile, the demon pillars that had been resurrected further away were finally beginning to feel anxious.

"Why, why, why? Every time we resurrect, we are far from the battlefield, as if we have completely lost contact with the land that those guys invaded before." A Demon God Pillar asked, looking at Floros, who was in charge of intelligence.

Professor Rafe—no, it was the Demon God Floros—seemed to have realized something. Even if he was unwilling to admit it, there seemed to be only one answer left. He gritted his teeth and spoke with difficulty: "I'm afraid that man's laws have begun to cover the Grand Temple of Time! The lands conquered by his army have all changed the nature of the world, probably just like back then..."

The thought of an absolutely evil demon king, a monster capable of instantly accelerating and reversing hundreds of millions of light bands on the planet he controls—annihilating the immense magical power gained through countless years of human history in an instant and digesting it into his own power—is unbearable.

Now—even the inherent barrier of Solomon himself—this humanoid singularity concept universe has been occupied in an instant?

That terrifying, overpowered power made the Demon Pillars feel nothing but despair when they recalled it.

Finally—Goetia's voice rang out: "Let them in. I will personally crush them—! Crush—human history!!!"

Even President Gai, sitting on his throne, realized that something was wrong.

Rather than letting the Demon Pillars continue to die, constantly boosting the morale of the opposing Heroic Spirit army and increasing the psychological pressure and despair of the Demon Pillars, it would be better to start the final battle directly!

Goetia clenched his fist!

I kept telling myself, it's okay... it's nothing serious.

The fact that only a small part of the Grand Temple of Time was contaminated is because the power of the Demon Pillars was too weak and incompetent, allowing those Heroic Spirits to have been laughing all this time.

But as long as he holds the throne and defeats all the enemies, he will never lose!

He still has hope!

Meanwhile, in a place that Goetia could not see at this moment.

Outside the Grand Temple of Time, Night appeared before the gates of the Golden Demon City, gazing at the golden bridge she had erected. Her eyes, now filled with divinity and radiating golden light, seemed to see through both worlds and into Goetia's mind.

Ye smiled slightly: "You haven't given up yet? Then I'll personally crush this last straw."

He then spread one hand towards the direction of the Grand Temple of Time, and huge golden magic circle patterns appeared, like ribbons of light enveloping the night and the golden demon city.

Then those bands of light transformed into a sacred radiance, draping the night like a thin film constantly emitting golden light.

Night slowly descended the steps, and at the end of the path lay the Temple of Time.

His unhurried demeanor—yet no one doubted the devastating impact that the man's personal entry would have on that small universe.

If Goetia had been distracted by this scene outside, he would have been stiff and cold all over.

Chapter 115 Joan of Arc, the Savior of the Nation: Wait, weren't we the first reinforcements?!

Not only can the Demon Pillars evolve through learning, but as mechanical ascension and the pinnacle of wisdom of a certain civilization, the Twelve Machine Gods possess enormous computing power. Even the shots from the Grand Bow can be analyzed and restored in an instant, and amplified into their own power!

When the moon goddess broke the restriction that celestial weapons could not fire continuously, she drove the demon pillars to the brink of despair.

This finally made Goetia unable to sit still and prepare to take action personally—however…just as Goetia sensed that the enemy army had already reached the Eighth Stronghold and was about to besiege the city, he was about to stand up.

As we all know, the Seven Cities have eight strongholds, just as the Four Heavenly Kings have five. Isn't that a normal thing?

Goetia, who had decided to launch his Noble Phantasm directly from here towards the Eighth Stronghold to shatter the enemy army from a distance, paused after sensing a figure stepping into the Reality Marble...

After all—it moved—that guy moved! He actually entered this world himself and came closer to me!!

Even though the inherent barrier was already half out of control and clearly covered by that guy's will of law, Goetia could still see Night stepping into this space from the golden staircase outside without any restrictions from the other party.

'Here it comes—!' The moment night entered this world, its laws traced back the spacetime it had already occupied, as if revealing an ancient fragment that had once occurred on this land.

Just like those who entered Chaldea through the normal progression of the strategy, what they should have seen was not revealed to them by the violent destruction caused by the Night's general. This is why they still cannot understand the real reason why the Magic King 'Solomon' burned down the Human Order.

Similarly, people in the real world, though they could make some guesses from the few words Ye uttered, were not entirely clear about the situation.

until--

In that instant, a scene that seemed to permeate the entire world, as if time and space were overlapping, appeared in the sky above the Grand Temple of Time—another Grand Temple of Time, another—'Throne'!

Whether it was the army of Heroic Spirits, the humans outside, or Chaldea maintaining communication, they all noticed the image in the sky immediately.

"What is that?" the doctor asked in astonishment.

The first thing printed is a relief sculpture that resembles a divine wrath system, miniaturizing the concepts of the universe and the world, exuding an ancient and mysterious aura.

The reliefs are filled with images of the suffering of all living beings, war, disease, and pain.

Once upon a time—there was a king.

He sat on his throne—all he ever saw was horrific carnage. All he ever heard was unbearable noise. In his all-seeing eyes, which could perceive the past and the future, all reality was etched.

however--

I (the king) do not have the ability to close my eyes. We (the king) do not have the ability to plug our ears.

'—Ugly.' Like a vibrant red blooming in the dark earth, a powerful will emerging in people's hearts.

It's like a malice that has taken on a physical form—madness! Distortion!

'—Ugly. Ugly. Ugly. Ugly. Ugly. Ugly. Ugly. Ugly. Ugly. Ugly. Ugly. Ugly. Ugly. Ugly.'