Hawks from the Land of Light are calling me a dove and an undercover agent in the chat group.

Grandmaster, open!

Emerging from the summoning circle is also Hassan the First Old Man of the Mountain, who, after abandoning his Grand rank and committing suicide by throwing an egg against a rock, has now reappeared as the Assassin Grand rank.

"Go together!"

While all the other heroic spirits were blown to pieces and collectively injured, seemingly rendered powerless by a single blow, only seven people were still able to stand and move forward.

They are Hassan the King (Assassin class), Heracles (Berserker class), Hecate (Caster class), Ares (Rider class), Mars (Roman god of war), and Cú Chulainn (Lancer class).

And the most handsome and dashing, the most god-like human super worker, the heroic god, Archer class Grand Master - future version + current version fusion Emiya Shirou!

Last but not least, there is the most famous among the Heroic Spirits, known to all, the most famous, the most dazzling, and the most special king both inside and outside the Throne of Heroes.

The Grand Saber class, Saber King Arthur!

"Seven Grand Slams..."

Some of the less seriously injured heroic spirits murmured.

They knew what this was: the [Final Heroic Spirit Summoning], a final measure activated when Gaia, Alaya, and the Throne of Heroes jointly determine that a catastrophe sufficient to overturn human reason and destroy everything has occurred, simultaneously summoning the seven Grand Heroes.

This is the strongest and last resort that the Counterforce and the Throne of Heroes can muster, the final tactical move to save humanity!

"Ok?"

Tartarus tilted his head slightly, watching with amusement the seven people rushing towards him.

As for Hercules—although he didn't know Hercules' name yet, he could tell that although the guy was weak, he had a strong will, which made him willing to observe him more.

If it weren't for Hercules, he wouldn't have bothered wasting any more time, but since they've come back in a different guise, let's see what they're up to.

"O unknown, terrifying, and powerful being from the stars, though this lacks any martial spirit, I do not ask for your forgiveness, but please bear witness to my determination to abandon everything to protect humanity!"

Despite being a Berserker, Hercules' unwavering will allowed him to maintain a high degree of clarity of mind and self even while serving as a Berserker Grand Servant, charging forward with a roar.

Tartarus pondered for a moment. Among these seven people, in terms of strength, Hercules, Archer, Cú Chulainn, and King Hassan were probably evenly matched, while the God of War and the Goddess of Magic were definitely stronger.

Perhaps it's because the latter is a god, with a divine body, divine power, and a crowned status, making him stronger than humans.

If Heracles were to combine his current peak power with his Grand rank, he wouldn't be weaker than either of them, but he is now a true Heroic Spirit, so there's really no way around it.

Of course, Tartarus didn't know that these two were gods; he could only scan them at a glance and tell that their racial forms were inherently superior to humans, and they were indeed stronger.

Although it made no difference to him, he wasn't the kind of person who had strength but lacked vision and skill. Even with ants, he could definitely tell the difference between two ants and one ant.

And the remaining Saber...

"Everything is in your hands, Saber!"

Even the two Grand Masters, the Goddess of War and the Goddess of Magic, like the other four Grand Masters, took the initiative to charge ahead of Saber, protecting her and buying her time to be freed.

No, it should be said that it is precisely because the God of War and the Goddess of Magic are more powerful beings, descending in divine form, that they understand better than anyone else just how unfathomable the golden giant on the other side truly is.

For someone with vision of only 3,000 meters, if they cannot see the mountaintop, they will guess that the mountain is 4,000 meters high.

But for someone with eyesight of 6,000 meters, even if she can't see the mountaintop, she will at least know that the mountain can't only be 4,000 meters high, it must be higher than 6,000 meters!

Even if they were gods, they would be powerless to reverse the tide of battle.

However, some people can, some people have that possibility and opportunity!

Fourteen thousand years ago, a being called Predatory Planet came to the solar system. It was a creation of an unknown advanced alien civilization.

It roams the Milky Way, and once it detects a planet with civilization, it will invade, deploying white giants called Sephalus to sweep away everything and destroy the world and all local civilizations.

That white giant possesses an inexplicable "anti-civilization special attack," so whether it's civilization's weapons, civilization's heroes, or the gods associated with civilization, all are defeated. Even if they try their best, they can only watch helplessly as it wreaks havoc on the earth.

At the most critical moment for Earth, at the core of the planet, Alaya, the gods, and the fairies, the world's greatest creators, joined forces to forge a holy sword to save the world.

That holy sword surpassed all the gods and all native beings on Earth. It possessed thirteen special attacks. Once all the special attacks were unleashed and activated, it used its impeccable Starfall to instantly annihilate the white giant that even the supreme gods could not shake.

Saving the world, fighting enemies from beyond the planet, facing beings stronger than oneself... This moment is just like that moment before.

The thirteen constraints of the Star Sword were originally created to target the White Giants, but now, Tartarus, an unshakeable outsider, also perfectly fulfills the thirteen constraints of the Star Sword.

After a hiatus of 14,000 years, this unique creation on Earth, superior to all others, the supreme weapon, the holy sword that saves the world, is finally about to shine with the same brilliance once more.

The contemporary holy swordsman, a being beyond the ranks of the Grand Masters and the gods, and the savior fourteen thousand years from now.

Saber, King Arthur, still cherishes her feelings for Shirou Emiya during the Fifth World War, and has also come to terms with the loss of Britain.

Now, in order to protect Shirou once again, in order to safeguard this world with New Britain, in order to uphold justice and peace.

Excalibur transforms into its most powerful form, unleashing the thirteen constraints.

Star Sword, draw your sword!

Volume 1: 570. I am the ultimate life form... (The rest omitted)

570. I am the ultimate life form... (omitted)

"This battle is a battle for survival."

"This battle is a battle against those who are stronger than ourselves."

"This war is not a war that deviates from humanity."

"This battle is a war to punish evil."

"This battle is not fought for personal gain."

"This battle is a battle for the brave to fight together."

One constraint after another is released, one oath after another blossoms, the thirteen constraints gradually intensify, the strongest sword forged by the planet itself in the unity of all forces and beings for self-salvation, the final chapter of salvation that surpasses divine creation and treasures.

As Grand Saber chanted, the Holy Sword of the Stars finally met its final constraint.

"This battle is the battle to save the world!"

This final constraint was to be acknowledged by King Arthur himself!

The Earth's radiance is united as one, Gaia is the planetary will, Alaya is the aggregate of human consciousness, the Throne of Heroes protecting the world, and all the Heroic Spirits.

And although the Earth's ether has dissipated and is not as solid as it was during the Age of Gods, and the gods' control over their own energy is not as high as that of Ona, the gods who would cause natural disasters on Earth if they returned directly from the inner sea of ​​the star.

Although they haven't descended directly from the Starry Sea due to concerns, the gods lurking within the Starry Sea are gathering their power there, converging it all onto this Sacred Sword of the Stars!

"My father..."

Behind them, among the remaining heroic spirits still scattered and broken, Mordred's expression remained complex even after she had given her approval.

At this moment, King Arthur's figure was so magnificent and spectacular, more beautiful and handsome than anything else.

Even though he pulled the sword from the stone for Britain, even though he wiped out everything for Britain, even though he fought to the last moment after everything was beyond saving.

Even the legendary King Arthur of ancient history and mythology could not capture the viewer's attention as much as he does now.

Because of the extremely high concentration of human reason, the Heroic Spirits can be seen by ordinary people. Now, everyone in Snowfield City who is looking in this direction with wide eyes is completely captivated by Saber.

Even among the heroic spirits still being stirred up, their feelings may not necessarily be love, but they have all revealed their admiration, inferiority and other emotions.

Gilgamesh, who was hanging behind Tartarus, completely shrank back, struggling to curl up and pretend he didn't exist.

During the Fifth Holy Grail War, he harbored malicious intentions towards Saber, attempting to forcibly possess her body and make her his queen. He even had similar thoughts during the Fourth Holy Grail War.

At that time, he acknowledged Saber's identity, status, strength, and charm, but in essence, he still believed that Saber was inferior to him, and that it was Saber's honor to be noticed by him.

And now?

He was being slaughtered and hung here like a roast duck, clearly visible to all the Heroic Spirits and even the most mediocre people, including Saber, whom he had once ridiculed and mocked to the extreme in the Fourth Shinobi World War…

Saber, whom he had once rejected as the path to kingship, now radiates such a beauty as the ultimate savior of Earth and humanity that even he couldn't help but be captivated to the point of embarrassment.

Her heroic bearing and beauty were so captivating that he himself couldn't help but admit how incredibly presumptuous it was for him to even dare to covet Saber.

So don't look at him, don't look at him, don't look at him!

Gilgamesh screamed inwardly, never imagining he would one day feel so ashamed!

Saber, of course, didn't look at him.

Gilgamesh? He thought he was important, but the truth is that Saber never remembered this clown for very long.

As a king, Saber was indeed a failure, but was Gilgamesh, as a king, particularly successful? Obviously not.

However, Gilgamesh would boast and claim that he was a successful king.

But Saber won't.

She will only face her shortcomings and failures squarely, and then continue to grip her sword tightly, fighting for more chivalry, more virtue, and more peace.

This is why Saber was able to become the unparalleled Holy Sword Wielder 14,000 years later, while Gilgamesh hadn't even been assigned the Grand rank yet, and was merely a Grand rank candidate!

Tartarus: "..."

Where is the battle for survival? Where is the fight against evil? Where is the salvation of the world?

Okay, let's not talk about these things I've already complained about in my head countless times. Let's just talk about this so-called Star Holy Sword that gathers all the power of this Earth... uh...

It doesn't feel as strong as Gaia Earth.

Saber roared, unleashing a powerful strike of Starfall, its light as intense as the sun, causing the entire Earth to tremble and shake violently.

If it weren't for the gods in the Starry Sea and the human realm also maintaining the stability of the Earth with their faces contorted in agony, this attack would likely have caused the entire Earth to completely disintegrate!

The other six Grand Heroes abandoned their Grand Heroic titles and joined forces, like six stars orbiting the sun, with all the other Heroic Spirits behind them providing assistance.

Such a move is so powerful that even the attack used by the Holy Sword Wielder to defeat the White Giant 14,000 years ago cannot compare.

Of course, some people will definitely ask, "Will they win?"

If this were just the beginning, Tartarus would be willing to play along and give them time to fantasize, but not now.

He was getting a little annoyed.

When the attack struck him, Tartarus waved his hand, dispelling all the smoke and making it clear to everyone that this supreme and powerful move hadn't even scratched his skin.

Scratching an itch, or perhaps not even scratching an itch.

The pupils of the large group of people suddenly contracted sharply: "How is this possible!"

Nothing is impossible.

Tartarus rubbed his forehead. "Sigh... we've wasted a lot of time. Shouldn't we call it a day?"

Saber was breathing heavily and unable to respond, as were the other Grand Slayers.