In Type-Moon, it all starts with adopting Sakura.

'The battle that follows can no longer be taken lightly.'

Gawain slowly gripped the sword hilt, silently reciting these words to himself.

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good night.

I'm so tired today.

Recommending a book to a fellow reader: "I've Come to Save the World, What Do You Want From Me?"

Synopsis: He transmigrated to another world and became the only son of a noble family, and also awakened the invincible power of a chaotic evil god!

Bad news: It's a juvenile evil god, and it will take a very long time before it becomes invincible.

Even worse news: In the not-too-distant future, a group of powerful world-destroying witches will appear, wreaking havoc on the world in all sorts of ways.

Fortunately, Lucius possesses a system that allows him to identify the witch's weaknesses through countless simulations. By correcting these weaknesses in the real world, he can significantly shorten his own development period.

Therefore, the answer is obvious—

"It's simple, I'll just come to save the world, won't I?"

[A Stage for Deceptive Manipulation: The Puppet Theater]

[The Final Era of Blazing Fire: Burning Wasteland]

[Eternal Chaos Spiral·Crazy Earth]

[Eternal Stagnation: The Age of Stagnation]...

The impending apocalypse is rewritten one by one by Lucius.

However, things seem to be starting to take a turn for the worse...

"They're still arguing about how to divide my usage rights—I hope they can't reach an agreement, otherwise I'll..."

Chapter 212 The Tathagata Palm!

Boom boom boom—!!!

Heaven and earth cried out in despair; the earth roared.

A blinding beam of light seemed to tilt the sky, and a vast divine power erupted violently in the heavens, its terrifying force causing the figures below to tremble.

"—Mash!!"

"senior--!!"

Hundreds of meters in the air, Mash and Ritsuka held hands tightly, their calls overlapping. The power and momentum of the Holy Lance began to decline at a visible rate under their combined resistance.

The castle of the ideal world is impregnable; as long as the wielder's faith remains unwavering, it will never be breached by external forces. However, Mash, the user of the Noble Phantasm, is ultimately just a homunculus girl, and even with the blessing of the Holy Grail Knight, she still has her own limits.

Under the constant pressure of the Holy Lance, the arm holding the shield trembled incessantly, and bright red blood was oozing from the arm and fingers. Even Ritsuka behind him was swaying precariously under the impact of the Holy Lance.

However, even so, even in the face of such impact and magic, and even though the Sphinx beneath their feet was roaring and beginning to burn, their firm steps did not falter even a step, because the companions they were protecting behind them were their ideal world.

"Well done, girls..."

Witnessing what was happening before him, Lovi sighed inwardly and immediately rode the Sand Lion to replace the Sphinx, which was now just a skeleton, as their platform. At the same time, he gently patted Mash's back to relieve some of the pressure from the Holy Lance.

Click, click, click—!

In this final collision, cracks finally appeared in the snowflake holy city constructed of blue light, but the tip of the golden holy spear, like a peeled shell, began to fall layer by layer, turning into a shower of fragmented light.

Hundreds of meters above the Holy Lance, the people below gazed intently at the clash between human will and divine consciousness in the sky. They watched the rain of light shattering as it fell, silently witnessing humanity's great feat of resisting the gods. This moment had become eternal in their hearts.

"Galahad..."

The Knights of the Round Table below recited the name of the knight that existed in their memories.

Witnessing the rise of the Cretaceous City after a thousand years, the Knights of the Round Table were filled with endless emotion.

Bang, bang, bang—!!!

The piercing sound still echoed in my ears.

"No, I was so close! I absolutely can't fall here!!"

The clash between the Holy City and the Holy Lance reached its final stage. Mashu's body was badly damaged, the phantom of the Holy City gradually became blurred, and at this moment, only the innermost core of the Holy Lance remained, as all other power had been neutralized.

Now, the clash of physical laws is over; what remains is a battle of wills, a test of who can endure the longest.

"Absolutely, absolutely... I won't let you... hurt everyone!!"

Mash and Ritsuka rallied their spirits and persevered, making a final stand against the Holy Lance.

"That's enough."

The next moment, a gentle voice accompanied by warm magic rang in Mash and Ritsuka's ears. Then, Lovi's magic changed its flow pattern, and a light of miracles quickly enveloped their bodies and repaired them.

"Well done, girls. I was worried that my intervention might deprive you of enough training and create some hidden dangers for your future journey, but it seems I was overthinking it."

"Little eggplant, although your holy city is not as white, cold, and solid as the walls of Camelot, the warm will to protect it is equally worthy of praise. Or rather, what Camelot's holy city is really like is no longer important to you at this moment. Cherish this moment, for this is the chalk city built from your heart. In the not-too-distant future, it will surely become the ideal land that responds to you."

Rowe pulled them back to their bodies, while simultaneously grasping Galahad's shield.

He believed that even if the fight continued, Mash and Ritsuka would eventually be able to defeat the Holy Lance, but the damage to them would be too great.

Their growth is now reflected in our eyes, so...

"Now it's my turn to take over."

"Galahad's Noble Phantasm, a sacred relic also guided to heaven! I know you have your own will! Whether it's Galahad's or the Round Table's, everyone, be alert now! Don't lose face in front of this girl!!"

"Now, in the name of the Son of God, I command you, Noble Phantasm—unleash it fully!!"

Like a peerless master who commands magnetic field power with his own heart, Luo Wei, holding his shield high, unceremoniously poured his own magic power into it, and at the same time used his identity as proof to directly communicate with the consciousness within.

No, it was less a form of communication and more a forced authentication.

However, compared to Mash, who had gone through countless hardships to gain the right to use it, his shout was indeed remarkably effective. The surface of the shield burst forth with a dazzling blue light. Although the shield's protective power was not as strong as Mash's newly activated shield, which could withstand the full power of the Holy Lance, it was still a successful release.

However, Lovi's heart was not originally one of protection; he had his own way of using the shield.

"Smash it!!"

Spinning his massive shield, Rowe mercilessly slammed the blade into the golden holy lance.

The pristine city, which was originally a protective fortress, was instantly transformed into a mountain that crushed the enemy.

—Click!

It was a collision that happened in an instant, a sudden clash between two different pantheons.

The next moment, a blinding explosion and the most dazzling aurora burst forth, and for a moment, those below could hardly determine what was happening high above.

In the very first round of combat, from the release of Noble Phantasms to the final clash, it lasted only half a minute, yet the overwhelming impact had already shocked both armies.

Finally, after the dust settled, they could finally make out the figures inside—

The light of the Holy Lance completely disappeared, and standing behind it with a shield half-raised on its back was a dark figure. Sitting on the back behind, two girl figures were also staring ahead, their swords pointed at Camelot.

As the Sand Sphinx landed heavily, after entrusting the somewhat weakened Ritsuka and Mash to the care of others, Lovi raised his shield and, like a frisbee, traversed the last few kilometers, slamming it down heavily towards the gate of the Chalk City.

The spinning shield unleashed terrifying speed, its immense power like a mountain collapsing, and its terrifying impact mercilessly smashed away any powerful enemies in its path, whether they were righteous knights or human soldiers, they were all sent flying.

In the end, even the Sun Knight guarding below the city gate did not forcefully catch the spinning shield flying towards him from the front. Instead, he watched quietly as it crashed heavily onto the city gate, then was violently blasted away and stuck in the distant wasteland.

This is a clash between two ideal worlds, and he has no right to stop it, nor is it necessary for him to.

All he needs to do is still eliminate the enemy in front of him.

From a great distance, the Sun Knight and the Son of God in front of him made eye contact, and then smiled at each other.

"Then, let the war begin..."

There was no deliberate announcement; it was just a casual remark from the two that officially ignited this bloody war.

……

On the other side of the desert battlefield.

Compared to the siege battle that had officially begun on the other side, the war here, which was responsible for clearing out the layout of Agguwen Castle, had also reached a fever pitch.

Just as expected.

Although the two sides had roughly the same number of troops, the difference in their skill level was enormous.

Most of the soldiers in Sand City were simply conscripted by Osmandis and were militiamen who had only been trained for a little over a month and had never experienced combat.

Compared to those purgatory knights who know no pain, their flesh and blood bodies are far more fragile.

Moreover, the continuous attrition has indeed dealt a heavy blow to morale.

If it weren't for the few riders on their side who were able to turn the tide, this battle would have been impossible.

However, even so.

After learning from the Pharaoh that the Lion King's plan was to destroy the entire world.

These people living in the Sand City, these people who have never been on the battlefield, are now fighting with all their might to protect their families who have been relocated to the Mountain Village.

Since they were going to die anyway, rather than sullenly waiting for death like ants in some corner, they wanted to use their own hands to create a future where their families could possibly survive.

only……

"We can't keep fighting like this. It's too much of a loss to trade our lives for these metal shells."

After cutting down several righteous knights, Bose and Gaheris naturally realized that something was wrong.

Although life and death are common on the battlefield, and sacrifices are necessary for victory, that is only true against equal enemies. It is absolutely not worth it to send the soldiers behind you to exchange their lives for these iron shells driven by Agguwen.

"Isn't there any other way?"

Looking at the battlefield where blood was constantly being shed and lives were being sacrificed, Gahris felt a pang of pity, but was also extremely helpless.

They then looked together at the several dark fortresses standing directly in front of them.

Their goal this time was to breach the fortresses, disrupt Agravure's plans, and compress the battle lines towards Camelot. However, there were seven fortresses in total, and after a night of fierce fighting, they had only managed to capture three, even with the help of Touuta, Sanzo, and their two Servants on the main battlefield.

The army had suffered more than 25% casualties, and the Divine Beast Legion still had more than a hundred beasts left. Despite the fighting being so fierce, the army had not yet deserted. They were all quite surprised.