With the ability to transform, I am a judge.

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Looking at the drastically changed scenery before him, Holmes narrowed his eyes, his body arching on the ground. Unfortunately, the rope binding him was called the Absurd Lock, Gleipnir.

This thing once rendered the Yamata no Orochi of the Eastern world unable to move.

"Miss Cangyue, please calm down. Although I don't know what you're trying to do..."

Glancing sideways at the chattering Holmes, Yang Li used the magic associated with the Ten Rings to shut him up. Then, the petite Artemisia flew straight at Holmes's face, kicking him in the face with her two dragon claws, and the great detective Holmes immediately lost consciousness.

Artemisia threw Old Fu out of the Realm of Boundaries, and Yang Li took out the Holy Grail and Avalon from his body. The two items instantly merged into the Realm of Boundaries.

"Next, let's locate the Grand Temple of Time."

With the Ten Commandments, the Holy Grail, the projection of the Grand Temple of Time, Solomon's Spirit Origin, and the enhanced replica of the Human Cannon, Goetia would definitely notice her, notice this strange individual.

It's hard to say whether she'll come in person, but if Getia dares to use her clairvoyance or other means to spy on us, she'll be able to pinpoint the Grand Temple of Time.

What needs to be done now is to make all the preparations before they arrive or find each other...

A ball of light floated out from his chest, its energy enough to make the entire singularity tremble. It expanded continuously within the ball of light, and with a wave of his hand, Yang Li fully unleashed it. A huge band of light, so large that the barrier trembled, enveloped the sky, and the deadly halo temporarily merged into the barrier.

The God of Salvation Blade was taken out, but the seal on it was about to collapse. Gaia hadn't taken it seriously; the seal itself was just a deception.

Taking a deep breath, Yang Li began to draw upon his own power and the power of the Holy Grail through the [Third Perpetual Motion Mechanism] within his body, and the platinum blade shone even brighter.

The divine light of salvation began to radiate to its maximum extent, and the space was rippled by the surging energy. A feeling of being watched made Yang Li's lips curl into a smile.

The fish has taken the bait...

The entire Reality Marble underwent an anomaly, and the overall spatial coordinates shifted. Instinctively, Yang Li placed Artemisia outside the Marble, leaving her and Old Fu at this singularity, while he himself was transferred away along with the Reality Marble.

An immense pressure, far exceeding that of the Lion King, shattered the barrier and began to appear in this area.

One after another, demonic pillars tore through the earth and appeared ruthlessly in sight. The silvery-white area beneath the jade throne also underwent a change, with countless ferocious eyes turning towards Yang Li.

Raising his head, surrounded by countless demonic pillars, Yang Li looked up at the figure that should have been familiar in his memory. Gone was the frail and imposing figure of the past; only a disgusting sense of inferiority remained.

Demon King, Goetia...

Something seems not quite right.

The moment he saw Yang Li, the figure who had been wearing ten rings bestowed by the gods and looking arrogant, lost control of his expression and went completely mad.

"You, you are... No! How is this possible?!"

She roared, her face contorted with a distorted expression, as if dozens of personalities had simultaneously gone out of control; she resisted Yang Li's presence.

Resisting the existence of Solomon.

The figure flying in mid-air, wearing a shrunken robe, roared. Its meticulously groomed silver-white hair had turned into a messy head of golden fur. The petite beast stared intently at Yang Li, who looked on in astonishment. The two, one above and one below, one big and one small, stared at each other.

"This is somewhat unexpected. The aggregate of Demon God Pillars is actually..."

He hesitated, looking at the blonde little girl whose face was contorted in pain. Suddenly, Yang Li felt that even the savior's sword in his hand was not right. This was not the script.

Gripping the savior's sword tightly in his right hand, Yang Li slowly stepped forward and casually swung the sword.

In an instant, the divine lightning of salvation covered the land within a radius of tens of kilometers. The thunderbolt turned the silvery-white earth into scorched earth. The true Grand Temple of Time trembled, and countless demonic pillars screamed and vanished into nothingness. Only Goetia in the sky managed to escape the attack by teleporting in time.

Spatial transfer is an advanced form of magic, and although it is quite difficult, it is nothing special for Goetia.

"No, that's not right! Nothing is right, you can't be that man! At least he's a man..."

Goetia was so distraught that she became somewhat incoherent. Yang Li raised an eyebrow, thinking to herself that this girl was actually 'not blind' after all, since Floros was also one of her composites, and that guy was known for having eye problems.

After working with Dr. Roman for so many years, he still couldn't recognize his former king. His eyes really need to be checked out.

Lifting the world-saving divine sword, Yang Li moved at high speed after his initial test, the gale he stirred up was like flying sand and stones, heading straight for Goetia. He ruthlessly swung down the supreme artifact of another world, which was powerful enough to destroy the earth, and the blade made Goetia feel a stinging pain all over her body.

PS: 1. This is the second update today.

Chapter 676, Section 730: The Meteor That Shattered the Holy City

Far beyond the Sixth Singularity, a battle that can be considered the final boss fight has begun—a battle unknown to anyone.

The final boss of the first phase was caught by someone using a truancy method, but this did not affect the others who were fighting. To be precise, the battle in the Grand Temple of Time did not affect Fujimaru Ritsuka of the Sixth Singularity, or Gilles despondent in the Absolute Demonic Front.

While the culprit was questioning his existence, Gawain and Lancelot led the Mountain People and the Divine Beasts, easily bypassing the sandstorm and heading straight for the Holy City's gates.

With the vanguard and archer units of the Holy City completely wiped out, they encountered two formidable opponents head-on.

Gawain of "Never Sleeps", Tristan of "Twist"...

"It's no use. The Holy City will not be destroyed. You cannot shake its gates!"

Knowing the truth about the chalk city behind him, Gawain shouted loudly. He didn't believe anyone could destroy it, except for a girl who was so powerful that she was strange. Even the Lion King couldn't do anything about her, let alone a city built from a mere weapon.

But now, that person is not here.

"It will break, we have a special secret weapon!"

Ritsuka raised her chin. Sanzang had said that she was ready, and that she was capable of breaking down the gates of the Holy Capital, at least according to her own account.

On a distant mountaintop, Arash, his smile gone, stood tall in the wind, bow in hand. His expression was resolute, all traces of his former immaturity gone, leaving only the heroic spirit and awe-inspiring presence of a true hero. Behind him stood Sanzang, his face etched with worry.

The gates of the Holy City were reflected in the A-level clairvoyance. Those who had reached this level of clairvoyance could even see a glimpse of the future.

He didn't need to look at his future; before he even shot that arrow, he already knew perfectly well what his fate would be.

"—My wise and sagacious lord."

"O Radiant Lord who bestows all wisdom, dignity, and strength."

"Be aware of my heart, my thoughts, and what I will accomplish."

"Come, God of creation, the moon and stars."

"Witness my actions, my death, and my sacred dedication (Spenta Armaiti)."

"When I unleash this all-out attack—my strong body will shatter instantly!"

Pain enveloped his entire body, and cracks appeared on Arash's cheeks, yet his expression remained unchanged.

Tearing the earth apart is not something a 'human' can do, so in order to bear the price of tearing the earth apart, Arashna's robust body, which had never been injured or sick, was bound to eventually fall apart.

That was a great undertaking carried out at the cost of life, at the expense of human beings.

But it doesn't matter. Just thinking that his Noble Phantasm can help his companions, give everyone a chance to defeat the Lion King, and protect more people and more children, Arash already showed a childlike smile of satisfaction.

He slowly loosened his fingers.

"—Stella!"

It was the gentlest roar, not an expression of anger toward anything, but simply an emotional surge of desire to achieve a goal.

An arrow, reflecting light like a shooting star, streaked across the sky. This strike would undoubtedly pave the way for the future. Anyone with a modicum of strength instinctively looked up as the shooting star fell.

"Throughout history, there have been others who could shoot down stars, but only one person possesses the skill to shatter stars!"

Standing atop the great temple, Raven II, arms crossed, looked excited, his outstretched arms as if he wanted to embrace the sun.

Nito was also moved. What this arrow contained was not the defeat of the enemy, but the protection and end of the struggle. It was something gentler and more desirable than the brilliance of the savior's blade.

La Er's lips curled up, and he burst into laughter with excitement.

"Krypton hahahahaha... I acknowledge your will; the light of your soul shines brighter than the sun!"

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The gates of the holy city shattered under the immense power, leaving only a single arrow emitting a faint glow, embedded in the ruins, proclaiming its existence.

Ritsuka stared blankly at the fleeting, meteor-like sight, which awakened her past memories. The Arash she had once summoned had also sacrificed himself under this Noble Phantasm to protect her.

"Idiot, why?!"

"……senior."

The two remained where they were, with Mashu frantically comforting the dejected Ritsuka, while Gawain and the others had already rushed to the foot of the Holy City's walls.

He forcefully wiped away the tears welling up in his eyes, his gaze sweeping over everyone before settling on the interior of the Holy City.

"If I catch him again, I'll give him a real beating... Mashu, let's go."

The two caught up with the main force and rushed together toward the damaged gate of the Holy City. Gawain raised his holy sword, facing countless enemies, his Noble Phantasm ready to be unleashed.

Gao Wen subconsciously gritted his teeth and stepped forward to meet the crowd.

"Don't even think about it! I will never let you set foot in the Holy City!"

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"It's over, don't cry, Miss Sanzang."

Arash, whose bow he had never put down fell to the ground and whose body was covered in cracks, smiled bitterly as he comforted Sanzang, who was crying uncontrollably.

However, he did not regret his choice at all. Being able to descend to this singularity as a Servant, meet so many like-minded friends, and finally shoot this arrow to protect others, he was so satisfied that he couldn't help but smile.

The next moment, Arash, who was about to say something to comfort Sanzang, was stunned to see Sanzang pull out a short-barreled musket and point it at him.

"Miss Sanzang?"

"This, this is what Cang Yue gave me. She said that the Thousand-Mile Eyes saw the future."

Bang——! !

Having gained complete trust in Yang Li because he had helped her find her disciple Tawara Tota, Sanzang fired at Arash, a bullet imbued with spiritual power striking Arash as his body was crumbling.

【Zfkfk - Fourth Bullet!】

The ability to reverse the timeline of individual events, often used by angels to heal injuries, is beginning to take effect slowly.

The shattered spiritual core reassembled itself as if it had never been damaged, and the cracks all over its body began to heal in reverse, with the wounds gradually returning to normal skin.

Seeing this miraculous restoration, Arash stared blankly at Sanzang. The short-barreled musket in her finger suddenly shattered, its spiritual power exhausted, and it disappeared. The temporary angel, constructed with the spiritual power of half an elf, had completed its mission.

"Now, we still have to face them."