In order to become a Heroic Spirit, I had no choice but to cause trouble in history.

The roar of a wounded beast—!

"This is my love! Aaaaaaaahh ...

"The God of War - The Sword [Photon Ray]!"

"Mr. Spartacus!!!" Fujimaru Ritsuka shouted involuntarily as she looked at the figure blocking the way of the terrifying Noble Phantasm.

"Master, let's go! Don't waste the time Spartacus bought for us!" Samura tugged at Fujimaru Ritsuka.

A rainbow-like light suddenly appeared in Attila's hand.

"Destroy it all—"

hum-

Boom boom boom boom boom!

The magic—like a tsunami—rushed towards Fujimaru Ritsuka and Nero's group.

"Oh oh oh oh oh oh—"

But Spartacus stood like a rock before that unstoppable Noble Phantasm.

This terrifying artifact, with its enormous range, created a small safe zone.

......

The entire city was reduced to nothingness by Attila's Noble Phantasm.

Attila is the embodiment of destruction, and even something... more terrifying.

She obtained the Holy Grail, which was undoubtedly a terrible thing.

Nero looked at the ruins with lingering fear.

"I thought... I was going to die."

“Mr. Spartacus…” Mash’s expression was somewhat distressed.

"If it weren't for him, we would have lost several people." Roman sighed. "Although I don't want to say it, Ritsuka, Mashu, please be prepared to endure constant separations on this path."

The group stood there, all somewhat silent.

"Who among us... is confident enough to withstand that Noble Phantasm?" Camilla asked sullenly.

No one spoke.

“But the Holy Grail must be retrieved.” Fujimaru Ritsuka’s gaze was firm.

Zuocun was deep in thought.

He... looked at Hijikata Toshizo.

"...I'll take care of it."

All eyes were on Zuo Cun.

“Master is right, the Holy Grail must be retrieved, and humanity... cannot be destroyed, so... I will stand in their way.”

Zuo Cun's eyes were filled with determination.

“Master, you still have two Command Seals left, right?” Samura looked at the back of Fujimaru Ritsuka’s hand.

“...I understand what you mean, Mr. Samura.”

"Then... let's prepare for battle." Zuo Cun smiled.

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Chapter 468 The Eagle—Soaring High in the Sky

"I've detected that Attila has begun to move. Her target... if nothing unexpected happens, is Rome," Roman said solemnly from the light spot on the observer's map, which represented unfathomable magic.

"So, her goal is to destroy Rome...?" Beads of sweat dripped down Fujimaru Ritsuka's face.

“...How hateful! I will never surrender my capital to anyone!” Nero felt powerless, but he still had to say it.

“Miss Boudica, can you maintain your driving speed while carrying several people?” Fujimaru Ritsuka turned around and asked.

Boudica didn't waste any words and immediately called out his chariot: "Get on, all of you!"

Zuo Cun shook his head: "I won't go up. I'm confident in my own speed."

"Well."

Everyone got into Boudica's carriage.

Two white horses neighed.

"Time to go, destination—Rome!"

......

Moving forward.

There was no army behind him; the king, all alone, marched forward.

There is no such non-existent memory, yet it is itself a destructive force.

Attila, having somehow acquired a horse, mounted it and set off towards his goal.

Her advanced riding skills allow her to control a variety of vehicles.

Leif mixed something into the summoning spell.

Attila's condition is somewhat similar to that of the berserker Servants in the French Singularity.

At this moment, Attila had only one thought in her mind.

Destruction, destruction.

Destroying civilization.

To undermine Western civilization.

Destroy all civilizations.

I am—

Destruction within destruction.

Attila!

Its crimson eyes gleamed with light, and the very essence of destruction surged forward relentlessly toward its desire.

Destroy everything that stands in my way!

......

"So, we're going to try and stop the enemy unit Attila here?" Roman examined the surrounding terrain. "No, there's no special terrain here, not even underground. This is just an ordinary plain; it's impossible to stop that kind of Noble Phantasm!"

“No—” Zuocun said calmly, “This is fine.”

"...Mr. Samura, what are your plans?" Fujimaru Ritsuka looked at Samura curiously.

“...Use me.” Zuocun paused for a moment, then looked at Hijikata Toshizo.

Hijikata Toshizo sensed Samura's gaze, remained silent, and nodded.

"You?" Neither Fujimaru Ritsuka nor Roman understood what Samura meant.

Zuocun nodded.

"What she holds... without a doubt, is a divine artifact, a weapon of the gods."

"The Sword of the God of War, it must be the weapon once wielded by the God of War named Mars. No wonder it's called the Whip of God." Zuo Cun chuckled.

"Our side, without a doubt, has no means to stop a Noble Phantasm of that level. Even Mash's reassuring shield cannot stop it."

Mashu looked disappointed and lowered her head.

"Don't be discouraged, Mash. Although we've only known each other for about a week, I know very well that shield is incredibly strong. You must continue to stand in front of your Master." Samura looked at the dejected Mash and couldn't help but chuckle, patting Mash's head. "I'm not saying you're weak. Your strength is undeniable."

“But…” Lawrence continued, picking up where Zuocun left off, “Attila, who possesses the Holy Grail, is cheating too much.”

Everyone fell silent.

The Holy Grail, and Attila who wielded it, possessed a destructive power capable of turning an entire city-state to dust—it was terrifying.

"That's a divine artifact, while what I have is merely an ordinary weapon."

Zuocun pulled the crane wings from his waist and examined them carefully.

"but--"

"This is the pinnacle of ordinary weapons, and I firmly believe that without a doubt."

"Therefore... I will use this ordinary weapon to clash with that incomparable divine artifact."

"...Are you serious? How could you possibly catch that destructive power!" Camilla's pupils trembled slightly as she looked at Zuocun.

“That’s too crazy, it’s not feasible, and it’s simply impossible!” Boudica said as well.

“No.” Lawrence still felt weak. “It can be done, it can be done.”

“Command Seals…” Fujimaru Ritsuka raised her right hand, looking at the two Command Seals on the back of her hand, and murmured.

"Once a god of destruction enters the attack range of my Noble Phantasm—[New Feather Wheel: One of the Wings: Crane's Descent]—I will start accumulating magical power without stopping for a moment."

"The power of Zamura's Noble Phantasm depends on the amount of magical energy he possesses, so... given enough time to accumulate magical energy, and with the addition of Command Seals, it's possible... for him to contend with that Noble Phantasm," Lawrence said earnestly.

There was something she kept to herself.

That is......

Zuocun, having absorbed too much magic power, will probably vanish into nothingness along with Tsuru's fall...

"...Is the operation plan feasible, Doctor?" Mash asked.

“According to Zuocun and Lawrence, it is indeed feasible, but Attila will probably unleash her Noble Phantasm and rush towards you the moment she sees you. Lawrence just said that this will take time. Where will the time come from?” After analyzing the situation, Roman pinched his chin and said seriously.

"I'll do it," Hijikata Toshizo said expressionlessly as he walked to the group's side.

"Ugh?"

"Leave the stalling to the Shinsengumi," Hijikata Toshizo patted his chest.