In Britain, the Noble Phantasm: Divine Key

"So what if that's the case? Don't forget, this is my world. Even if I can't beat you, you can't destroy me!"

They snapped their fingers in unison, and then one after another, Kama appeared, quickly reaching the previous scale. They all looked at Anan with cold smiles, as if mocking his overestimation of his abilities.

Anan frowned slightly. With his strength, he could easily kill any number of Kama, but as the latter said, as long as they were here, the opponent would never be eliminated, and everything he did was in vain.

What should we do...?

“There’s another way,” Hercules suddenly said. “Since her advantage lies in this space, we should just destroy it completely.”

"I think sacrificing the Spirit Origin of one Grand Servant should be enough."

Chapter Sixty-Three: The Universe of Love Collapses! (3k)

Sacrifice the Spirit Origin of a Grand Servant... to destroy this space?

Even Anahn was taken aback by Hercules's seemingly insane plan.

The Spirit Origin is the medium through which Heroic Spirits communicate with the Holy Grail, and it is also the foundation of their existence in the world. From a generally rational point of view, self-destructing one's Spirit Origin is almost equivalent to directly giving up the Holy Grail War.

Previously, he and Hercules decided to self-destruct their Spirit Origins because they had been driven to the brink and had no choice but to fight to the death. But now, after reclaiming all the power recorded on the Throne of Heroes and becoming Grand Heroes, they have the ability to contend with Kama.

In this situation, Hercules still resolutely intends to self-destruct his Spirit Origin, which requires much more determination and perseverance than before.

"Isn't this a bit too impulsive?" Yanan frowned slightly, casually burning a patch of Kama hundreds of meters away to death with a single sword strike. "Perhaps there are still some weaknesses in this space that we haven't discovered yet."

“Perhaps, but we don’t have much time left,” Hercules said noncommittally. “We’ve already wasted too much time. The Mage’s Association could get involved at any time, and then Master and the others might not be able to escape so easily.”

Yanan raised an eyebrow slightly: "I didn't expect that you would still be concerned about that little girl even now."

—Speaking of which, he had almost forgotten where he had just thrown Master away.

"Not just her, but also those androids." Hercules fired an arrow that shattered a distant asteroid, and Kama, within a ten-meter radius, was also swept up by the blast and instantly reduced to ashes. "Don't forget, this is what you promised me."

"Don't worry, I remember all of this." Yanan smiled helplessly. "Isn't the price you paid a bit too high for this little thing?"

The way a Grand Servant self-destructs their Spirit Origin is very different from that of an ordinary Servant, because an ordinary Servant only shows one aspect of themselves, and even if they self-destruct, it is not a big deal.

Grand Heroic Spirits represent those who descend to earth in their complete form. While receiving greater power, they also bear greater risks. If they self-destruct their Spirit Origin, it may affect their original bodies on the Throne of Heroes.

At best, losses will be recorded and strength will decline; at worst, complete disappearance is not out of the question.

This is also a huge loss for the Counter Force, so unless there are special circumstances, it generally will not send Grand Heroic Spirits to descend into the world.

"It's alright. With my strength, I can withstand a single self-destruction. At worst, I'll just have to sleep for a while." Hercules laughed nonchalantly, as if he were talking about a trivial matter.

“Since you’ve put it that way, wouldn’t it seem pretentious if I kept trying to persuade you?” Yanan smiled back and took a few steps back. “Let’s begin, great hero of Greece, your stage is ready.”

"Thank you."

Hercules nodded, took a deep breath, and raised the obsidian longbow in his hand.

His fingers rested on the bowstring, and he slowly pulled it back. With his archery skills, he could easily shoot hundreds of arrows in a second, but this time, his movements were incredibly slow. His fingers seemed to be pulling a mountain that weighed ten thousand pounds, and every millimeter of movement required immense force.

An indescribable aura was gradually spreading from Hercules, like a surging undercurrent beneath a calm surface, or a majestic and imposing peak atop the clouds, making everyone who looked directly at him feel an urge to prostrate themselves in worship.

buzz-

The obsidian longbow, forged in the furnace of Hephaestus, the god of fire, emitted a mournful cry of unbearable strain. Fine cracks gradually spread along the trembling bow, as if the weapon was enduring unimaginable pain, yet stubbornly resisting its demise.

It is unclear when these cracks began to appear on Hercules' body, making him look like a fragile porcelain doll, yet his expression remained as solemn as a statue, as if an ancient god stood on the clouds to judge the disrespectful.

"Are you crazy?!" All the Kama were shocked, their light purple eyes filled with intense terror. Of course, she could see what Hercules was planning to do, but that was precisely why she found it unbelievable!

Why do heroic spirits exist? Of course, it's because they still have unfulfilled dreams in their hearts. For this, they are willing to sell themselves and search for that glimmer of hope in countless cycles of battle. But now, this idiot is actually willing to self-destruct in order to break her domain. Isn't he insane?

The Holy Grail is still outside. His self-destruction is tantamount to giving up the chance to compete for the Holy Grail, and may even create hidden dangers for future battles. This guy must understand these things. So why would he do something so thankless?

This is absolutely absurd!

Kama had no time to think further. He quickly activated all his clones, cursing the muscle-bound brute in his heart while using every means to stop him.

—If resentment could kill, Hercules would probably have died tens of thousands of times by now.

Countless towers of light rose from the ground, and countless azure fire lotuses burned silently. But just as they were about to approach Hercules, countless black holes suddenly unfolded around him, swallowing up all these terrifying attacks.

“This is the resolve of a hero, and I will not allow anyone to disturb him,” Anan said calmly, facing the fiery gazes of the Kama.

As the Kama were cursing Anan in their hearts, a strange wave suddenly swept over them, causing their hearts to tremble.

They instinctively turned their heads and saw countless snow-white spiritual particles emanating from Hercules, which then coalesced again into a flawless arrow of light, quietly resting on the bowstring.

Even though the arrow wasn't aimed at anyone, at that moment, all of Kama's clones inexplicably felt as if the arrow was pointing right at their foreheads.

"Shoot!"

An ancient and resolute chant escaped from Hercules' lips, and an arrow of light shot out like a meteor, bursting forth with dazzling brilliance.

This light was even more dazzling and brilliant than the countless towers of light that had risen from the ground before, as if it had covered every corner of this dark universe!

Anan searched through his memories of both lifetimes but could not find the right words to describe the magnificent scene before him. He could only sigh softly:

"So beautiful..."

However, this breathtaking scene was like a death warrant in Kama's eyes.

She could clearly feel that this "universe of love" generated by her authority was gradually collapsing under the light!

The arrow of light shot forward, hurtling into the infinitely distant depths of the universe. After an unknown amount of time—perhaps just a moment, perhaps eternity—a painful groan suddenly resounded.

Yanan looked up and saw a beautiful face slowly emerging against the backdrop of the dark starry sky. It was a female figure of unimaginable size, and the universe they were in was located inside the woman's left arm, like an ant frozen in amber!

This is the "universe" itself, created by the authority of Kama and Mara. She used her own arm instead of a bow and arrow to pierce the enemy and imprison them here forever, holding them in her hands forever!

All the creatures trapped here are like Sun Wukong in the Buddha's hands; no matter how much they frolic and jump, they cannot escape the confinement of this Five Finger Mountain!

Even Yanan hadn't noticed this.

At this moment, an arrow of light was firmly embedded in the center of the huge figure's brow, and countless cracks were spreading along the arrow, causing the entire universe to tremble!

Looking directly into those beautiful eyes that seemed to spit fire, Hercules, whose body was now incredibly frail, smiled gently:

"A small gift, I hope you like it."

"Hera... Cress!!!"

A heavy, thunderous roar echoed in his ears, but Hercules remained calm, for he knew very well that this was nothing more than the lament of a defeated man.

He had heard similar sounds countless times before.

It's a pity that he couldn't defeat this enemy with his own hands.

"But how should I put it..."

He turned to look at Yanan, whose expression was complicated, and a warm smile appeared on his face.

"Having a trustworthy companion feels really good."

Archer (Black), Hercules, leaves the field.

Almost at the same time that Hercules vanished, the countless avatars of Kama also disappeared without a trace, and then the enormous female figure also disappeared amidst a roar of resentment and anger.

The "Universe of Love" has collapsed.

The faint morning light shone into this desolate and broken universe, and then, like falling dominoes, more light shone in and more darkness dissipated.

Anan watched all this quietly, his expression neither sad nor happy. He gave a slight bow, offering his respect to the noble hero.

The illusory universe vanished, and the real world descended. The warm morning sunlight shone upon him, as if welcoming his return.

The scene before me was familiar: a devastated land, ruined castle walls, a French saint with a face full of surprise, and...

The goddess looked at him with a trembling, terrified expression, like a frightened lamb.

Yanan silently reached out and drew the Heavenly Fire Calamity from the void beside him. The golden light on the sword's blade, like magma, reflected on his face, and the intense heat instantly distorted the surrounding air into a chaotic vortex.

"Although the main course is over, I hope this dessert will not disappoint you, Your Majesty."

Chapter Sixty-Four: Annihilation, the God of Love, Kama! (3k)

"you......."

A wave of heat swept over him, and Kama instinctively took a step back, swallowed hard, and his handsome face was filled with terror.

She just couldn't understand how things had come to this!

Everything was going according to her plan, so why was she the one who ended up being driven to the brink of despair?

What went wrong?

Her gaze shifted slightly, sweeping over Joan of Arc, who held the holy flag and looked cautious, then over Amakusa Shiro Tokisada, whose face was calm and whose eyes were gentle, and...

The Great Grail, standing on the earth like a statue, showed no magical fluctuations whatsoever.

Where is the magic? Where is the magic in the Greater Grail?!

Her eyes widened in surprise, then a thought flashed through her mind, and she instantly understood something, gritting her teeth as she said, "It's all because of you..."

“I have been a priest for sixty years, but at this moment, I still want to experience what it feels like to be a hero again,” Amakusa Shiro Tokisada said with a gentle smile.

Kama stared at Amakusa Shiro Tokisada with a gloomy gaze. She never expected that the straw that broke her back would come from this hypocritical priest whom she had previously disdained to pay attention to!

Damn it, I'm just a slightly better mortal, why, why.......

"Mortals and heroes are just titles in the end," Anan said calmly, as if he had seen through Kama's thoughts. "What really matters is the belief in protecting and the courage to act on it, so that even if you fail in the end, you can be true to yourself."

Upon hearing these words, Joan of Arc glanced at Anaïs's retreating figure, a strange light flashing in her violet eyes.

“Protect…” Amakusa Shiro Tokisada murmured softly, a hint of dazedness flashing in his eyes.

“This world doesn’t need lofty gods, nor does it need the indulgence of those who escape reality. The future belongs to mortals; they will choose their own path.” Anan raised the Heavenly Fire of Annihilation, pointing it directly at Kama. “Times have changed, Kama, but unfortunately, you haven’t kept up.”

"Why?" Kama said softly. "Why does this era belong to humans who are not even cosmic garbage? Why can those incompetent and boring humans become the protagonists of this era, while we gods are swept into the dustbin of history, either disappearing or hiding? Tell me, why is this all right?!"

Her voice grew louder and louder until she finally roared, and large tears streamed uncontrollably from her eyes.

“She’s crying…” Joan of Arc was stunned, and Amakusa Shiro Tokisada’s expression was also slightly strange.

How could a dignified beast be beaten to tears?

"Why is it all my fault? Giving love is my fault, not giving love is also my fault, yet I'm being forced to become the god of love and bear unwarranted responsibility."

"Fine, since you want love, then I will give you unlimited love. This is my revenge!"

"But why? I was clearly stronger than everyone else, yet I ended up in such a pathetic state. It shouldn't be like this. I should have always stood on high, using my arrogant gaze to trample on those incompetent and hateful humans!!"