Simulate the universe, starting with speedrunning Greek.

His saint—has not yet created enough miracles or reaped enough glory.

The moment God appeared, all of humanity's attention was drawn to Him.

This is truly—utterly cruel! In this way, the meaning of the mad marshal's summoning of the Outer Gods is completely lost.

Especially after seeing that Abigail had returned to her obedient childlike state, Marshal Gilles de Rais activated his backup plan, intending to stimulate her to regain her Outer God form through the magic left in her body.

however--

There was no effect. Several seconds passed, and the girl showed no change whatsoever. However, she seemed to sense something, and Abby herself showed a surprised look.

She was well aware of the power Gilles de Rais had left within her.

However, the Marshal still underestimated the power of the Outer Gods. No matter how secretive and subtle their methods were, they were nothing to Abby. Without the master-servant connection, Gilles de Rais couldn't even exert that last bit of influence. Abby could have solved this problem on her own.

Even though her body returned to the appearance of a good child, she clearly remembered the memories of when she became a bad child, and that power would not disappear because of it, but would simply be hidden away.

Just like Abigail, who can switch spirit origin forms at any time.

However—it seems that she no longer needs to do anything. A gentle god has removed all the restrictions on her, so that there is no possibility of her being hurt even at the last moment.

This gentleness warmed Abby's heart.

She likes gentle people...

Even though not long ago, this gentle person had just dropped eleven stars, nearly destroying the world.

“Ah, ahhh…! Cruel God! How could you be so cruel to our Holy Maiden! Time and time again you have driven us to despair… even the glory of offering everything for her…”

In this Holy Grail War, which is nearing its end and almost all the Heroic Spirits have left the stage, there is one who arrived the latest but opened the final curtain. After witnessing the great deeds of God, he felt more anger and obsession than fear and awe.

"I don't ask for forgiveness, I'll even go to hell..." A sudden, mad voice rang out in the pure white, empty world, attracting the attention of many.

Joan of Arc, an old comrade-in-arms, knew him very well and showed a surprised expression on her face.

"So—isn't this a good thing for you too? Let the holy saint crush this ugly, evil being. Don't get in my way!!! If the Outer Gods won't do it, then I will personally transform into this ugly thing!" An excited Giles suddenly appeared on the battlefield.

Then—"Gil?" Joan of Arc had barely uttered a sound.

The frenzied Giles finally calmed down. His angry expression vanished, replaced by a long-lost smile and tears, but there was no response—BOOM!

A huge mass of black mud suddenly surged out and enveloped Giles, and then—Giles was first stunned, then relieved and ecstatic.

I didn't know such a thing existed!

Is there really such a level of evil in this world?

Oh oh oh oh! Do you want to devour me? Whatever—use me as nourishment as you like.

but--!

Before that, we must help him...!! Help him fulfill his final wish, so that Joan of Arc can ascend to heaven and forever accompany the god she loves!

It is not enough to be merely a heroic spirit or a human being; only by accomplishing greater feats and becoming an angelic being can one live eternally with that God in heaven.

Giles so desperately hoped that the saint would find happiness.

This is not love, but something akin to faith... Even if Joan of Arc has to stay with God forever, as long as she is happy, Gilles de Rais, as a knight, must support her without hesitation!

Just like the members of the Round Table supporting their king and their lord.

That was the faith of the French people in that era!

Unfortunately, apart from this dark faith, most of the others in that era betrayed and abandoned the saint.

Therefore, although the marshal looks disgusting, his persistence is a rare and precious quality.

Even Abby seemed to clearly sense the French marshal's feelings at this moment, no longer angry or disgusted with the man, but instead showing a somewhat sorrowful expression...

"What, what is that?! Santa Claus isn't afraid of that kind of thing...!!" At this moment, Jeanne d'Arc stammered in fear as she looked at the black mud surging out of the earth, as if it were going to taint this pure white 'nothingness' world.

As Jeanne Alter in her transformed form, she naturally recognized Gilles. Although Gilles was an evil being, even Jeanne Alter, the only thing she didn't doubt was his loyalty to Jeanne d'Arc, and she wasn't worried that Gilles would harm them.

Moreover—perhaps because they are on the same side, none of the three of them were among the many heroic spirits that God had killed before, so they are not without the ability to protect themselves now.

But this black mud looks disgusting, and you can always feel a deep malice emanating from it.

Night: "The evil of this world..."

"What?!" Everyone asked instinctively.

Night, who had appeared on the earth at some unknown time, appeared in front of everyone, watching Giles being attacked by the sudden emergence of black mud.

He knew that this Holy Grail was still tainted.

However, if it's contaminated, it can be purified and then used again.

Others might worry about being devoured by the evil of this world, but let alone the original Night, even the previous Heroic Spirit Night, in terms of rank, wouldn't be afraid of a junior like Little Black.

All evils are merely nourishment and snacks in the face of absolute evil.

Not to mention—now that he can achieve his goal without the Holy Grail and go to the Root, he has done everything he needed to do in this world, and it is time to end this journey.

Night: "In the last Holy Grail War, the Einzbern family, one of the three founding families of the Holy Grail War, chose to summon an ordinary young man who was falsely accused of being the demon god Angra Mainyu and killed in history in order to win the war. As a result, they were defeated in less than three days."

"Although the one who was summoned by accident was indeed just an ordinary person, the legend of him as the incarnation of Angra Mainyu corrupted the Holy Grail after his death, filling it with the evil of this world... Don't worry, it's just the malice of all mankind."

But... mere... the malice of all humanity?! The malice of all human history!

At that moment, countless people gasped and shivered.

Do you want to hear what you're saying? We don't have your strength or charisma!

Chapter 178 Every wish could destroy the world; it's not easy to live this long.

Only a big shot like the Lord could handle this kind of thing so easily.

Malice, though intangible, can be understood and fantasized about by humans after witnessing so many conceptual Noble Phantasms and divine powers.

It may not be an exaggeration to say that it is simply malice, but it is malice of all mankind!

Adults who have entered society know just how deep and terrifying the malice hidden in human beings can be!

Once you understand the true nature of that thing, even if it does nothing but stay there, it will instinctively make people feel fear, dread, and keep their distance.

Night: "The corrupted Holy Grail has met the conditions for summoning after the Heroic Spirits have all left the stage. Now, it's just that the malice in that cup is starting to overflow."

Artoria trembled: "The Holy Grail... it contains something like this?!"

How could this be?! They actually fought to the death over such an ominous item?!

Can this kind of thing really grant people's wishes?!

At this moment, this thought wasn't unique to Artoria; almost everyone had the same idea flash through their minds.

As if seeing through people's thoughts, Night said: "Of course it can't be achieved... Even if it were, the corrupted Holy Grail would realize the victor's will in a distorted way. For example, if it wants world peace, it would just kill all of humanity, and then the world would be at peace."

people:……?!!!

People were deeply hurt by the mistake and immediately felt a chill run down their spines.

Damn it...! I was just sitting at home when disaster struck from the sky?

World peace, oh my god! It sounds like such a beautiful and noble wish, but you're telling me that the way to achieve it is to kill all of humanity?

On the other hand, even though Kiritsugu Emiya, a righteous hero who understood early on that he was unlikely to become the final victor, and even though he had some lingering hope for the Holy Grail, hoping that even if he couldn't obtain it due to the abundance of abnormal opponents in this generation, he would still participate in the next Holy Grail War even if it took 60 years...

but--

Now they're telling him the Holy Grail grants wishes in this way?!

Bang! Kiritsugu Emiya knelt down...

Not to mention, that god just happened to use Emiya Kiritsugu's wish as an example.

Even if other heroic spirits said so, he wouldn't believe it. This man was the kind of person who wouldn't turn back until he hit a wall. Even if he knew that the inside contained the evil of this world and that it was Pandora's box, he would still try to open it and see what was inside without seeing it with his own eyes and trying it himself!

And it wasn't just Kiritsugu Emiya whose moral compass collapsed. All the Masters who survived, apart from those little girls who joined temporarily, such as Illya and Fujino, weren't fighting for the Holy Grail, nor did they have any wishes they absolutely had to fulfill...

Which other adult doesn't have desires and ambitions that they must fulfill before stepping onto this battlefield?

In the end, what they fought over turned out to be a complete joke.

Artoria: "No, it can't be... How could this be? So—so, even the Holy Grail can't grant my wish?"

There was a hint of anxiety in her voice...

Night spoke calmly: "Want to save Britain? Make a wish on that maliciously distorted Holy Grail, and even if Britain returns to the present world, it will probably be a hell for the living. However—your wish alone would deny the existence of Pan-Human History, thereby giving birth to Singularities and even Otherworlds. This wish itself is malicious enough. When only one of Pan-Human History and Otherworlds can survive, the demise of either one symbolizes the demise of a world. Such an ending might be exactly what 'it' likes, and it's not impossible that it could genuinely help you fulfill your wish."

It was an enticing offer, but also undoubtedly a monstrous and insane one.

However, the one standing before Artoria now is no longer a god, but a demon king!

So it's not surprising that he said that!

But even the Knight King Artoria, whose obsession ran deep, was not tempted by these words. Instead, she revealed a deep sense of horror. She clenched her fists, her lips pressed together, her face pale with disbelief.

Simply fulfilling one's own desires could lead to the destruction of at least one world?!

If that's the case, if that's the case—what on earth is she doing?

Wasn't that like personally pushing one's beloved Britain, one's knights, one's subjects, and everything from that era back into an even deeper hell?

Looking at Artoria, who was trembling with her head down and remained silent.

Night: "If this is all you've got—if you don't have the resolve to bring hell down, how can you bear the weight of a miracle? The reappearance of everything comes at a price... The dead cannot be brought back to life. Just wanting to resurrect the dead is already a miracle for humanity, let alone the fact that you're trying to reshape not just one or two people, but an entire era. Since you can't bear that immense evil, then stop now. It's not too late."

A hint of pity flashed in Ye's eyes.

Although if one's obsession is strong enough, following his path of cultivation may involve replacing the external world with one's own world, transforming oneself into a moving singularity, and thus reshaping Britain internally.

However, this system certainly didn't exist in the original Type-Moon world. Night wouldn't look down on Artoria's efforts for her people and her homeland just because she was able to walk this path.

He will indeed rewrite some laws and endings he doesn't like by realizing the outflow of many universes in the lunar world, but there's no need to tell the other party that. Looking at the problem from a critical and accusatory perspective from a different level is undoubtedly a form of arrogance.

After learning the truth, Artoria should have given up her unrealistic dream and lived for herself. She shouldn't have been bound by that era.

It's not that she can't afford to owe Britain; rather, it's that Britain can't afford to owe her.

This is a point that the Roundtable members must have always deeply agreed with, but unfortunately, this king has never been able to understand it. He has only trapped himself in that painful past, forever blaming himself and unable to extricate himself.

Artoria was in immense pain and sorrow, like a wounded animal: "...! I—"

Her expression suddenly fell into despair, her eyes lost their light, and it seemed that from this moment on she had truly given up on the Holy Grail.

Of course—this is a good thing for humanity.

Little did they know—at that moment, those who were merely bystanders, after hearing everything Ye had just said… felt a chill run down their spines.