Don't use Type-Moon references in Oregairu!

Even though the viewers were separated by a screen, they felt an immense and infectious energy from the live stream.

They lined up in a row, watching with reverence as Artoria summoned her beloved horse and grasped the Holy Lance.

Meanwhile, the live stream's chat area was already filled with messages like "Hollyshit," "oh my God," and "King Arthur couldn't possibly be a girl."

Both the supporters and the critics were frantically increasing the number of comments on the screen.

The sheer volume and complexity of information nearly overwhelmed the website owner, while the ever-increasing number of simultaneous viewers and traffic made him grin from ear to ear.

Then, with the help of a drone, they witnessed the moment Artoria charged forward from a near-immersive perspective.

Beyond the battlefield's blockade lay a desolate area, unlike any modern city, completely eroded by the power overflowing from the demonic lair. Here lay only ruins, even skyscrapers reduced to mere half-formed structures.

Before them lay an army of corpses.

Not the kind of corpse that looks weak and only has physical abilities.

There were gigantic, tank-sized, crazed zombies, skinny zombies with sharp claw marks, obese zombies with unnaturally bulging bellies, and countless animal zombies.

There are also bodies that are combined together, like the Abomination Butcher in the game; multi-armed corpses with several heads and arms.

The skeletons without flesh are not just for show; they are all equipped with sharp bows, guns, swords, shields, and other weapons, and there are even skeleton knights riding skeleton horses.

These legions were not simply mixed together, but arranged separately in their own unique formations.

Giant zombies, with their massive bodies and powerful armor, led the way, while skeletons armed with uniform weapons formed small, dispersed formations. Zombies with special abilities also formed complementary formations with their counterparts.

Behind them were even catapults and ballistae made entirely of flesh and blood. However, the ammunition on them consisted either of chunks of flesh and blood or crossbow bolts made entirely of leg bones.

Upon seeing strangers, they seemed to be activated by a stress switch – first, they dispersed their squads to observe the approaching opponents.

After almost a brief confirmation that the enemy seemed to lack annoying long-range artillery or similar weapons, they surprisingly reassembled their scattered troop lines into a square formation, albeit slowly, and then began to advance.

[Damn it, these monsters are intelligent! No wonder the army and mercenaries we just saw seemed so overwhelmed.]

[I am deeply sorry for the idea that the French frontline fighters were unable to defeat the odds because they lacked female, short, and foreign leaders!]

[Shut up! Why are you insulting the law again? You're just a British troublemaker!]

The tense barrage of comments didn't reach Artoria; she simply flashed a dashing smile that made countless women scream and clench their legs in front of the drone's camera before raising her spear.

The radiance surrounding the Holy Lance spiraled along its shaft before bursting forth from the tip.

Instead of controlling or restraining the power of the Holy Lance, the attack's spread was deliberately expanded. The Holy Lance Longominiado emitted a brilliant light, instantly vaporizing the front ranks of the Corpse Legion in a fan-shaped arc.

The zombies screamed along with the viewers in front of the screen, their voices broken; the skeletons opened and closed their jaws, then sparks flashed in their eye sockets. They immediately changed formation, just as they had done in the past when facing powerful enemy sweeping attacks, instantly turning into skirmishers and rushing in from all directions.

Meanwhile, in the sky, the skeletons wielding enormous longbows had already filled the entire sky with their arrows.

The scene was suffocating, but no one was worried about Artoria in front of the drone's camera anymore, because she could still nonchalantly sigh:

"If only the soldiers I led during the Twelfth Campaign had your tacit understanding. But when facing a powerful enemy, there is only one way to respect them."

Needless to say, the Holy Lance in Artoria's hand shone with an unprecedented brilliance, a light that gave the audience an overwhelming sense of déjà vu.

They suddenly remembered that there was a similar light in the video that circulated during the Chiba incident years ago.

"My holy spear, now is the time to awaken!"

Light rose from the ground, like stars returning to the sky. The drone even raised its camera to reveal the bright star in the sky.

The charging legion of corpses silently halted, raising their heads in a silent sigh as they awaited the arrival of the light of destruction.

"A light emanating from the end...! It is the anchor of the storm that tears the sky and connects the earth—shining in the spear of the end!!"

"【Rhongomyniad】"

A beam of light descended from the sky, stealing everyone's attention, and the rising shockwave caused even the drone's camera to shake violently.

If it hadn't realized something and urgently increased its altitude, it would have been engulfed by the mushroom cloud and torn to pieces.

But the audience didn't complain at this point.

Even when the camera was shaking so badly that everyone felt like throwing up, they still kept watching.

When the smoke cleared, it was a nearly empty plain. All the strange corpses had been completely torn apart, and only the queen, like a radiant king, and her beloved horse stood in place.

The comments disappeared in an instant.

But before they could frantically type to fill the empty time and offer their praise to the queen, Artoria raised the holy lance once more.

"Ah, this den of demons hasn't completely collapsed yet, so let's do it again!"

On this day, most people in the world once again witnessed the light and a new myth.

218. The sudden confrontation with the final boss

Just like the final frenzy, as things came to an end on Artoria's side, a series of new live streams began to appear.

The docile Outer Goddess, clutching her adorable teddy bear, wanders through a radiation-filled city teeming with mutated monsters, surrounded by a team of burly bears.

She used that bizarre, otherworldly creature to crush the struggling, resentful city. The adorable appearance and the eerie monster elicited cheers from young people with unique contemporary fetishes... and apprehension from other viewers.

The barefoot, fox-eared demones, calling upon the name of Manjushri Bodhisattva, will use their sharp blades, which span the three thousand worlds, to sever the twisted creatures that attempt to land from the outer sea.

People bowed and worshipped her, who resembled a Buddhist celestial maiden, during the live broadcast, and then casually started a topic on Twitter: #Can nuclear radiation in the Fukuoka region create Godzilla.

Coastal residents, in particular, are trying to drive to visit their relatives and friends, not only because they don't want to face the fish with their twisted limbs, but also because they are terrified that one day they will see Godzilla land.

The ballerina with sword-like legs and a human body acted as the decisive arrow, leading a mercenary legion that had fought its way through the deadly lottery to directly attack the Amazon rainforest, nipping the impending anaconda scourge in the bud.

The Titanoboa, which finally appeared, stretching tens of meters long, was sliced ​​to pieces, leaving only its skeleton, in a waterspout whipped up by the raging winds. The magnificent yet cruel ballerina, like a black swan, displayed her extraordinary and captivating dance to the world.

An elegant female sorcerer, along with numerous priests and shrine maidens, presided over a grand festival in the Aokigahara forest at the foot of Mount Fuji. A vast horde of spirits, born from the resentment of countless suicides, were enveloped in a gigantic scroll.

Like a goddess of the world, she drew a large exorcising Kikyo seal with her brush, purifying the horde of dead souls that were about to spawn the King of Dead Souls.

...

At this moment, ordinary people all over the world were suddenly awakened, realizing how deep the darkness hidden in this world was, and were overjoyed by the great deeds done by the strong people of Chaldea to protect them.

Some were terrified, but the light temporarily calmed their minds.

Some were thrilled, wanting only to become the new superhumans to protect their loved ones;

Some people were extremely jealous and cursed why salvation had not come to their side;

What shocked the public even more than ordinary people were the various government agencies and supernatural organizations.

For the first time, they discovered that this small organization already possessed enough power to warrant their attention.

They carefully analyzed all the live stream recordings, discussing the strength Chaldea had displayed, and comparing it with the violence they currently possessed.

All forces are working hard on this kind of thing.

Especially after the effects of artificial spirit origins became apparent and some officials obtained data on them, they began to pay even more attention to them.

Even now, they can still be sure that they can use the power of the state to subdue individuals, but they have begun to understand that the power of individuals is now comparable to the power of the group.

Not to mention, powerful superhumans now have a unique advantage in dealing with the endless stream of bizarre events—they are more targeted and more efficient.

But naturally, the official mouthpiece wouldn't let Chaldea completely steal the spotlight.

Besides vigorously promoting Chaldea as an international neutral organization and separating itself from Japan according to official Japanese policy, they also have their own clever tactics.

Or they might have dispatched collaborating forces or similarly powerful individuals while handling the incident, or used other propaganda methods to promote their own powerful figures outside of the live broadcast, or subtly guided public opinion to suggest that it was a transaction; there are many more examples, but I won't go into detail.

In any case, Fujimaru Ritsuka had a very good day, enjoying the gossip with great interest.

Ultimately, they don't care about these things; what they want are achievements and fame.

The idea that Chaldea has grand ambitions, as some countries believe, can be put on hold for now.

To be honest, after some discussion, national think tanks concluded that it was nothing more than a joke. The organization likely had fewer than a hundred members, lacked equivalent conventional combat capabilities, and didn't control any key departments; at best, it could only bully a small country.

They were just going through the motions with the higher-ups, and the higher-ups were just going through the motions too. Nobody was stupid enough to want to offend Chaldea, which now seemed to be at the very top in terms of combat power.

Even with Artoria being the strongest among them, several of her beam attacks only barely helped to alleviate the damage, temporarily freeing up their fighting strength so they could rest and recuperate. Artoria later told the Paris officials that this was merely a severe blow to the enemy.

So countries, including France, began to feel relieved: with the main target taken down, there was plenty of room to maneuver in the subsequent routine tasks.

At least now, most countries are no longer worried about losing their creditworthiness.

Chaldea also gets what it wants, so it's a win-win situation.

"Still scrolling through Twitter here? Can you come over and help with the negotiations?" Yang Nai walked over hurriedly with a pile of documents, looking annoyed.

You look so radiant, don't you think you're very happy?

But you can't say that.

Even if you know the other person is comfortable, you should still give them face and not let them feel that you are the only one working hard.

Fujimaru Ritsuka swallowed her words, forcing a smile as she said, "Oh dear, I'm just monitoring public opinion, aren't I?"

“My former colleagues and analysts who I recruited are already doing it.”

"So... I'm busy evaluating the results?"

"Another team is also working on this data."

Fujimaru Ritsuka shrugged nonchalantly: "You can't let me go. All I know is where to go and how to kill people. If I see a bunch of people with a lot of bad karma on the other side, I might just hop on a plane and go assassinate the king."

Haruno was amused by Fujimaru Ritsuka's cheeky expression: "When did your eyes become able to observe the cause and effect on the other person even through a projection?"

"...That's hard to say."

Fujimaru Ritsuka said with a mysterious expression.

Actually, he wasn't just trying to fool Yukino Yukinoshita; he genuinely had that tendency.

The Innovation Association's platform was created by a superhuman with advanced technology, thus incorporating some spiritual particle application technology. Rather than a holographic projection, it's more accurately described as a synergy between technology and spiritual particle applications. For him, when certain people communicate with him, spiritual particle information emanates from them.

During this period, Lingzi became unexpectedly active in the sky, the sea, and the earth, and after obtaining the Muramasa Tōmugari, his eyes seemed to have gained a medium, producing various strange changes.

She sensed that Fujimaru Ritsuka wasn't lying, and although the content was a bit far-fetched, Haruno decided to believe his story for the time being.

She nodded thoughtfully: "I see... So, can I assume that you might grow into an expert in identifying flaws in people?"

A sense of impending overtime crept up Fujimaru Ritsuka's spine. He nervously touched his twitching eyebrows. "Wait! I need to rest and prepare now, and also explore Muramasa Tomomori's potential abilities for the final battle!"

"Alright! After we get back from the final battle, you'll be my humanoid detector!" Yang Nai finalized the agreement on his own and rushed back to the conference room with the documents in his arms.

"You trust me that much..." Fujimaru Ritsuka murmured to herself, then shook her head and sighed deeply.

"Japan has been promoting paperless processes for so many years, so why are there still piles of paper documents?"