In Britain, the Noble Phantasm: Divine Key

In an effort to find the source of this ominous situation, she even activated her long-dormant omniscience and futuristic vision, but even so, she still couldn't find any clues.

All traces were broken on the black-haired, black-eyed man, but this guy alone was someone whose power, even the source of his existence, could not be seen through.

Just who is this outsider...?

Yanan looked at Sajou Aika, who hadn't attacked yet, and although he didn't show any change on the surface, he couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

As expected of the princess connected to the source, her awareness of danger is truly remarkable...

Chapter Fifty-Six: Its Name is—The Beast of Revelation

Without a doubt, even within the entire Type-Moon series, Ayaka Sajou can be considered one of the top magicians. She is the only one in the Type-Moon world, besides Ryougi Shiki, who is connected to the Root.

Her power is undeniable; she can create singularities and easily control Arthur, a top-tier Heroic Spirit. These two points alone are enough to reveal how terrifying she is.

What's even more terrifying is that she, who possesses such immense power, is completely unbound by any conscience. Born omniscient and omnipotent, she is utterly incapable of experiencing normal human emotions. She feels nothing for either her parents' love or her sister's affection. This means that she has absolutely no scruples when squandering this power, which is the most chilling aspect.

To be honest, even as a Grand Servant, Anahn wasn't confident of defeating Ayaka Sajou without her true form appearing. This Root Princess had only been defeated by one person so far, and that was her beloved prince—and that was without her putting up any resistance.

Fortunately, although Ayaka Sajou is so powerful that she is somewhat unreasonable, she is not without weaknesses.

Her frail body was her biggest weakness. As long as she could be prevented from using her power, even a small knife would be enough to take the life of this Root Princess.

Unfortunately, Anan happened to have just such an item on him.

The Eleventh Divine Key, Oath of Judah, is a Divine Key created from the core of the Eleventh Herrscher of Binding from the pre-Honkai civilization. When its zeroth rated power [Divine Grace Barrier] is activated, it will reproduce the Herrscher of Binding's ability and nullify all Honkai energy within the barrier.

Because it has become a Noble Phantasm, the target of this Divine Key has changed to nullify magic, and the effect has been weakened to some extent compared to the original version, lasting only about half a minute.

Although Anan couldn't use any abilities within the Divine Grace Barrier, he could still use his weapons. Half a minute was enough time for him to use his dual-gun form, Heavenly Judgment, to blow Sajyo Ayaka's head off.

However, the Divine Grace Barrier takes time to unfold. Before that, Ayaka Sajou has countless ways to escape the barrier's coverage area, so he must wait for the right moment to unleash this final trump card.

However, perhaps sensing something, Aika Sajou maintained a distance of several hundred meters from him and showed no intention of attacking him.

The [Divine Grace Barrier] had reached its final stage, and the power of the [Binding] was affecting his body every moment. If this continued, the situation would become dire...

Anan and Sajou Aika, one outwardly calm but inwardly anxious, the other eager yet hesitant, each with their own agenda, slowly moved forward in this almost frozen atmosphere.

"What, you're not planning to make a move against me? If that's the case, then I'm leaving. Anyway, I've already destroyed the Holy Lance, and the Holy Eradication can't continue. My goal has been achieved." Yanan said calmly. He couldn't delay any longer and could only try to see if he could force Ayaka Sajou to make a move against him.

Sajou Aika's gaze was slightly gloomy. She absolutely could not let this guy leave, otherwise Saber would really have no chance of recovery.

But a sense of crisis, which seemed to come from nowhere, still weighed on her heart. If she acted rashly, something bad would definitely happen.

Sajō Ayaka was almost certain that her opponent had a way to kill her, but it was clear that certain conditions needed to be met to activate that method, otherwise her opponent wouldn't have been standing there foolishly until now.

"Cough cough......"

A weak cough came from behind her. Sajō Aika turned around in a panic and saw that the pair of holy blue eyes had gradually lost their luster, filled with a lifeless gray.

Saber can't hold on any longer...

As if she had made up her mind, Ayaka Sajou took a deep breath, turned to look at Anaun, her delicate face completely covered by indifference: "I didn't want to do this, but since you're forcing me, I have no choice but to use this method."

Yanan's eyes narrowed slightly, a sense of foreboding rising in his heart.

Sajō Aika raised her slender arm, her fingers slightly curled inward, as if she were about to grasp something.

On the battlefield, the corpses of the fallen knights gradually blurred, turning into clusters of light like fireflies. As if summoned by some unspoken call, these lights converged toward the royal city, like a ribbon of light stretching across the horizon.

While being besieged by the three heroic spirits Atalanta, Medusa, and Asterius, Adinwen suddenly raised his head and looked towards the royal city. His armor was covered with axe-cut cracks, and half of his body had turned into a gray stone statue. Even so, his eyes still gleamed with excitement. He opened his blood-stained mouth and let out a maniacal laugh: "Hahahaha! My lord, have you finally made up your mind? Then, with our will, let us bury this world together!"

After he finished speaking, his body exploded instantly, turning into a large ball of dazzling light and merging into the band of light.

"What on earth happened?" Atalanta stared intently at the band of light. Even though it looked as beautiful as the Milky Way, it still gave her a chilling feeling.

"Could it be Merlin again?" Medusa stood to the side, her mature and beautiful face showing visible signs of haggardness and weakness. Due to overuse of her Mystic Eyes, she was in extremely poor condition, with wave after wave of dizziness constantly washing over her. If it weren't for her willpower, she would have collapsed long ago.

Asterius collapsed to the ground like a bear; after fighting for so long, even he was exhausted.

Mashu helped Melusin, who had returned to human form, out of the pit. Looking at the band of light, she looked clearly bewildered: "What is that?"

Melusin stared at the band of light for a while, then her expression suddenly changed: "That's the essence of the soul! Someone wants to use it to perform a sacrificial ritual!"

"A sacrificial ritual?" Mash looked at her curiously. "What's that?"

Melusin took a deep breath, her small face showing obvious solemnity: "During the Age of Gods, the entire world was controlled by the gods. Those beings who refused to submit to the gods' rule were either destroyed or banished. So, in order to return to this world, those beings tried to bewitch humans or fairies to perform sacrificial rituals. As long as enough souls were offered, they could open a path and return to this world!"

Mashu's face turned deathly pale instantly.

......

Pure light gathered in Ayaka Sajou's palm, forming a palm-sized ball of light. She glanced at it and muttered to herself, "It seems like it's still not enough... But thankfully, there are some spare resources here."

Her foot lightly stomped on the ground, and in an instant, the entire city of chalk trembled. Blood-red patterns stretched out in all directions from the ruins of the collapsed palace, like a dense spider web that enveloped the entire city.

Because of the previous snowfall, all the residents of Camelot are now trapped in their homes, watching helplessly as the scarlet patterns, like vines, climb from the ground up the walls and then to the ceiling, eventually enveloping every corner of the room... Whether it's their imagination or not, they feel that these patterns seem strange, as if... they possess a kind of life.

"This is the power of the primordial goddess in creating the world. Drinking fresh blood and welcoming new life is the natural cycle of reincarnation." Sajō Aika gently clenched her fist. "Use your humble lives to witness the great arrival."

In that instant, all the scarlet patterns shone brightly, vibrating rhythmically like a pulse. The inhabitants of Camelot instantly felt as if something was being sucked out of their bodies, leaving them completely powerless. Even as they struggled to breathe, they felt breathless, and their vision blurred. Before long, they collapsed to the ground, unconscious.

"Stop it right now!!"

Anan finally couldn't take it anymore and decisively canceled the Divine Grace Barrier, unleashing the Heavenly Fire Judgment to its Annihilation state, and swung it fiercely forward.

The scorching flames surged forward like a raging tide, and the indescribable heat instantly destroyed everything. Sajō Ayaka raised her arm and condensed hundreds of layers of magical barriers in front of her. Each barrier could withstand the full release of a B-rank Noble Phantasm. Until all the barriers were destroyed, the power of the Cataclysmic Destruction was finally exhausted.

Anan was panting heavily, his skin flushed an unnatural crimson. If anyone were next to him, they would be surprised to find that he was burning hot, like a furnace—this was the backlash from the Heavenly Fire Annihilation. This divine key, bearing the name of the strongest destruction, treated everyone equally; to use it, one had to be prepared to be completely incinerated.

“It seems you won’t be able to use that weapon for a while.” Sajou Aika glanced at the gradually dying Heavenly Fire Greatsword, her expression remaining calm. “Then, just watch from there. Even without Nero, I can still summon the Apocalypse Beast.”

She looked at the city completely covered by scarlet patterns and sighed with some regret: "Actually, I didn't want to do this. Saber's wish is to restore Britain, but a country with only a ruler seems too desolate."

"So I brought together these idealists, wanting to present Saber with the most perfect Britain—a pure and noble king, a flawless populace, it's practically the legendary ideal country."

Sajou Aika finally revealed the true nature of the Saint Ba Project. It wasn't about the future of humanity at all; she simply wanted to add some beautiful flowers to the garden she was building for her loved ones as decoration. As for the broken ones, she ruthlessly trampled and abandoned them.

“But that’s alright.” She smiled sweetly. “When Britain reappears, I will have plenty of time to search for suitable souls in other timelines or other worlds. I will become Saber’s queen and rule this ideal country with him.”

"You...don't even think about it..." Arthur mustered his last bit of strength and uttered these words.

“Shh... Saber, what you need now is to rest.” Ayaka Sajou turned to look at him, her eyes filled with unprecedented tenderness, and said softly, “I promise you, when you wake up, you will see your Britain—a better Britain that will never fall.”

Arthur stared intently at Ayaka Sajou, but unfortunately, he couldn't kill with his gaze like some great hero. Even if he could, his nearly depleted magical power wouldn't be enough to support him in doing so.

"Alright, everything is almost ready."

Sajo Aika raised her hand once again, and this time, a gleaming golden cup appeared in her palm.

However, at the top of the cup, a shapeless black mass of flesh was writhing. It had no eyes or head, and its body was filled with a foul aura. Its ethereal tentacles were frantically waving in the air, as if it were craving something.

"Do you remember it, Saber?" Aika Sajou looked tenderly at the black mass of flesh. This was the first time she had shown such emotion to someone other than Arthur. "This is the child I conceived with love for you. It is proof of our love."

"The sword strike you delivered back then dealt a very heavy blow to this child. It took me a lot of effort to restore it to its current state."

"But it doesn't matter. Just as I still love you deeply, this child won't resent you either. It will carry our wishes and create a new world together."

Sajō Aika released her grip, and the Holy Grail rose slightly upwards, as if freed from some kind of restraint. The chaotic mass of flesh suddenly expanded, devouring the Holy Grail and the sky, like a boiling sea of ​​flesh, piling up above the Chalk City. Its thick, fleshy arms twisted and danced, celebrating its rebirth in this nightmarish scene.

It chewed greedily, tearing at those pure souls with its chaotic jaws, its twisted and terrifying body trembling with excitement—it lacked a brain-like organ capable of generating consciousness, but its innate authority gave it thoughts infinitely close to those of intelligent beings, expressing its joy through its pulsating cells.

"See you later, Saber." Ayaka Sajou turned her head and smiled sweetly at Arthur. "Believe me, the future you've been waiting for is about to arrive."

After saying that, she stepped through the void and walked step by step toward the ethereal and chaotic mass of flesh, which humbly extended its tentacles to greet its mother.

Then, the most unforgivable blasphemy in the mortal world descended upon this place.

Its name is—the Beast of Revelation.

Chapter Fifty-Seven: Meryl

The roaring darkness bared its fangs at the world.

The sea of ​​meat was boiling.

Chaotic proliferation.

Above the City of Chalk, a twisted monster, born from chaos and feeding on souls, was about to be born. The moment it merged with the girl it considered its mother, countless mouths sprouted, emitting grotesque screams. These screams transformed into magical waves that eroded space, causing cracks to appear in the towering Wall of Sighs. Its ferocious behavior seemed to proclaim the end of its slumber, its swaying, its waiting.

Amidst greed and chaos, they cry out their desire to return to this land.

Hunting, birth, evolution; hunting, evolution; hunting, hunting, hunting, hunting!

The embodiment of lust and gluttony, my name is [Beast of Revelation].

Open your eyes wide and look up at the majesty of this [beast] that has been granted the throne and authority by the dragon!

"What...is that?"

Looking at the churning sea of ​​flesh, everyone's face turned pale.

Part of this was due to the physical discomfort caused by the nightmarish, deformed body, and another part was due to the mental shock of directly facing that dark and chaotic existence.

That was something that once appeared in ancient times, about to crawl out of the abyss, sweeping towards the city from beyond the ripples, born as the world's king with the right to desecrate all things, controlling the phenomena of prosperity and decadence. Carrying the wandering evil woman on its back, it summoned countless people from all over the world to criticize, slander, and insult them, embracing, melting, and devouring her in the center of the golden vortex, destined to hold the power of killing—the sixth beast.

At this moment, an indescribable fear gripped everyone's hearts. It was the oppression exerted on them by the calamity beast that was about to complete its transformation. Just as squirrels store food before hibernation, these pure souls had long been regarded by the hungry beast as its first feast upon returning to this world.

But just then, another spiritual force swept in, like the blazing sun sweeping through snow, instantly dispelling the chilling fear. In the warmth and comfort that remained, a steady male voice echoed in everyone's hearts:

"[The Beast of Apocalypse] is about to descend! Now, everyone, immediately move away from the Wailing Wall, as far away as possible!"

This was an order that could not be questioned. The remaining Holy Roman Empire soldiers exchanged glances, nodded in unison, and ran away from the Wall of Sighs.

They didn't know what the [Beast of Apocalypse] was, but they knew that what followed was no longer a battlefield for mortals.

“[The Beast of Revelation]…” Fujimaru Ritsuka stared blankly at the writhing sea of ​​black flesh, then turned to look at the blond emperor beside her.

Nero stared blankly for a while, rubbed his temples, and said with a wry smile, "No wonder she thought of coming to capture Yu..."

However, she then asked in confusion, "But I'm still here perfectly fine, so how did she manage to summon the [Beast of Apocalypse]?"

“It was a sacrifice.” The virtual screen unfolded, and Roman’s solemn face appeared before everyone. “Merlin must have sacrificed a large number of souls and then forcibly awakened the Beast of Apocalypse.”

"A large number of souls?" Fujimaru Ritsuka paused slightly, pondered for a moment, then her face suddenly turned pale. "Doctor, you wouldn't mean to say..."

Roman fell silent. Da Vinci sighed, looked at the Wailing Wall beside him, and said in a low voice, "There's probably not a single living person left in this city..."

Although it was a fact she had already guessed, the terrifying truth still made Fujimaru Ritsuka take a step back. Her vision went black, her heart throbbed with pain, and even breathing became incredibly difficult.

That's tens of thousands of lives!

After a long while, she took a deep breath and asked in a slightly hoarse voice, "If... if we destroy that beast, will those people's souls be able to return?"