Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

Or perhaps hidden within the magnificent cities of China;

Or perhaps hidden in the snowfields of Northern Europe;

Or perhaps hidden in a rainforest temple in South America…

There are eleven pillars in total.

Including the one in Samael's hand, there are exactly twelve.

This is the storm anchor connecting heaven and earth, the final tower binding the world.

Beneath that lies a sea of ​​blue starlight, and endless mystery hidden within the world.

The root of all things, the great source of stars!

Pairs of eyes, drawn down by the light wedge in Samael's hand, were filled with awe and fascination.

At the same time, countless shimmering points of light, visible to their eyes, were reflected in their pupils and transformed into ancient divine runes containing ultimate truths.

There are the primordial runes of Northern Europe, the octan script of the Celts, the cuneiform script of Sumer, and the hieroglyphs of Egypt...

Vast as the sea, dense as the stars.

This is the temple of ultimate truth, the origin of all civilization and life.

He did it! He really did it!

Tokiomi Tohsaka stood frozen in place, his body trembling with excitement. His mind was a jumble of thoughts, and all he could do at that moment was to observe with a pilgrim's heart.

Similarly, everyone nearby, whether heroic spirits or magicians, all focused their gazes on this deep and obscure sea of ​​stars, their hearts filled with unparalleled awe.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

However, in the instant when everyone was lost in thought, the truth of the world was revealed. The eleven wedges of light that stood between heaven and earth shattered one after another, and the blue and white light patterns turned into shimmering stardust that drifted down.

"Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!"

Meanwhile, continuous spatial tremors were reported from all over the world.

Mesopotamia, at the end of the Tigris-Euphrates River.

A huge door slowly opened, revealing a flowing stream and lush greenery, like a lost paradise on earth.

Inside the earthen-yellow tower, two beautiful women dressed in white robes with flowing green hair looked up as if sensing something.

Greece, at sea.

The waves surged, and a huge vortex led straight to the dark abyss. As the light patterns floated, three bronze doors slowly opened.

Northern Europe, snowfields near the poles.

A dazzling rainbow of light descended from the sky, and on the vast earth, countless runes were linked together to form a circular, charred mark. Several graceful figures, riding winged horses and wielding spears and shields, emerged bathed in the rainbow light.

South America, deep in the rainforest.

A Mayan pyramid, buried deep in earth and stone and entwined with vines, rises abruptly from the ground, its summit...

The Gregorian calendar stone, its hands turning.

Britain, Avalon.

As the stars tumbled down, countless rays of starlight formed two starlight gates on the azure lake, reflecting the world's surface and its inner workings.

A moment later, the ripples parted, the mist dissipated, and a knight wearing a lion-mane helmet, silver knight's armor, and a gold and blue longsword at his waist drove his armored warhorse across the gate on the water's surface, a gate that was both real and illusory.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of armor plates rubbing together could be heard continuously.

Teams of knights clad in various armors, leading a vast horde of tin cans behind them, crossed the boundary and stepped into reality.

Among them were a red-haired poet with his eyes closed, strumming a bowstring; a blond warrior in heavy armor, wielding a greatsword; a stern-looking, black-haired law enforcement officer with a sinister expression; and a silver-haired youth carrying a round shield…

Although they differ in appearance and age, their auras resonate with each other, forming a unified whole. Together, they gather under the banner where the lion and dragon intertwine, becoming the most precise and crucial gear in the instrument of the nation.

Driven by these gears, the massive procession maintained its solemnity and majesty.

"Click..."

In the somber atmosphere, the knight at the head of the gate dismounted, raised his hand to remove his silver lion-mane helmet, revealing a head of long, coiled golden hair and a pair of emerald eyes. He turned to look at the other side, his cold and stern face softening slightly.

"Sister Wang, we're home..."

"Um……"

At this moment, on the opposite shore of Avalon Island, a witch wearing a blue-black crown, with her silver hair tied up, her face veiled in black, and holding a cross wand, passed through a portal on the other side. Upon hearing the voice, she looked at the face that was exactly like her own, nodded slightly, but then her gaze became desolate, and her voice turned low.

"But it's a thousand years too late..."

Similarly, behind the witch, there were fairy knights, some with two horns on their heads and burly figures; some with purple hair and pointed ears and malicious smiles; some with dragon wings spread, silver hair and golden eyes; and some petite figures pulling spindles, who also crossed the barrier one after another, excitedly landing on the shore, greedily breathing in the fresh air, and murmuring to themselves.

Finally, finally they're back!

Chapter 247 Your daughter, I want her! (4k)

The Heavenly Hole vibrated and hummed, causing the twelve spears at their ends, anchored in various parts of the world, to collapse and disintegrate. The scattered light patterns turned into specks of stardust, drifting towards all things in the mortal world.

Scattered across mountains, scattered through forests, flowing into rivers and seas, adorning streets and cities...

Correspondingly, the resonance originating from deep within the earth also began to pulsate, as if together composing a grand symphony, guiding these notes from the sky to blend into the rhythm, embellishing the world.

Some unknown change quietly occurred.

Meanwhile, in Fuyuki City.

After dawn, a series of anomalies occurred, including a darkening of the sky, a major earthquake, strange red and black light holes appearing in the sky, and a transparent barrier appearing on the edge of the city. The citizens, who were hiding in their shelters, stared blankly at the light dust falling from the sky and subconsciously reached out to welcome it.

The tiny blemishes, upon contact with the skin, seemed to seep into the body, inexplicably calming their restless and fearful emotions.

It seems not so scary.

"Roar! Roar!"

Deep, muffled roars pierced the cumulus clouds in the sky as several strange creatures, resembling lizards with wings on their backs, circled and danced in the mountains on the outskirts of Xindu, accompanied by a fierce gale.

For some reason, the monster's size of over ten meters, its hard scales, sharp claws and teeth, and its subtle oppressive aura did not awaken the citizens' biological instinct for fear. It merely stirred a slight ripple in their eyes, and soon this slight disturbance subsided into calm.

Wyvern, a legendary, nearly extinct, ancient and mysterious creature, was known for its ferocity and brutality.

However, they are safe because these things are controlled summons, bound by human consciousness, and do not pose a threat.

Unexplained memories surged through the minds of the citizens, bringing with them a clear understanding.

It was as if this was still the world they knew, the species they were familiar with.

The feeling is like fragments of memory that have been sealed away in the corner of your memory for a long time being activated in certain scenes, taken out to be aired in the sunlight, and suddenly reliving the past.

It's alright...

As dappled golden sunlight tore through the clouds and spilled across the earth, the citizens nodded thoughtfully, stopped hiding, got up and left the shelter, and naturally went about their business.

People are going to work, going to school, and shopping...

The city's disordered clocks seemed to be straightened by invisible hands, restoring its original order and vibrancy.

"Meow, one serving of tonkotsu ramen, extra big!"

At that moment, a tonkotsu ramen shop opened its iron bars, hung up a sign, and reopened for business. As soon as the door opened, a girl dressed in a princess dress rushed into the room, jumped onto a stool, grabbed a few coins, and tapped on the counter to order from the owner.

"So it's Miss Cat Princess. Please wait a moment while I prepare your meal."

The slightly balding middle-aged man paused for a moment, then smiled kindly, took the bill, and greeted him familiarly.

This is one of his regular customers. Just over ten days ago, he not only brought a large group of people and ordered a huge amount of tonkotsu ramen, but also rented the entire shop.

Come to think of it, they're called cat fairies, naturally born spirits that can travel through the earth's veins.

Therefore, it's not surprising that it appears anywhere.

The shop owner, savoring the memories that flooded his mind, seemed to remember something. He stopped, turned around, and took out a recently written chalkboard from under the counter, enthusiastically recommending it to the shop owner.

"By the way, our shop has recently developed a new type of ramen, suitable for customers with unique tastes. Would you like to try it?"

"New style? What flavor?"

"The base is Mapo."

"No mapo!"

Suddenly, upon hearing the boss utter a taboo word, the miniature, peculiar creature lying in front of the counter seemed to recall something terrifying. Its pupils contracted, it shivered for no reason, and it shook its head repeatedly like a rattle drum.

The shop owner, still undeterred, continued his attempts to entice the shopkeeper.

"We're currently offering a 30% discount on our new product launch. Are you really not interested?"

"I reject!"

The cat princess responded decisively, her fur standing on end, and she even adopted a defensive and fighting stance.

Finally, under strong opposition from regular customers, the adventurous shop owner had no choice but to reluctantly abandon this new idea that had popped into his head, and helplessly turned around and went into the kitchen to cook noodles for the customers.

While the owner was busy, several customers pushed open the wooden door one after another, entered, sat down, and ordered.

The men and women, young and old diners who were waiting for their food at the counter only glanced at her a few times before getting busy with their phones or chatting with their companions.

Everything was so ordinary;

Everything, however, was so bizarre.

Dreams and reality, mystery and science, the surface and the essence of the world, seem to have pierced through the barriers built over thousands of years, establishing an invisible bond, seeing each other, and achieving a kind of harmonious coexistence.

Everything was absurd and nonsensical;

Everything is as it should be.

The world has quietly sounded the bells of change.

It seems that what you're going to do in Fuyuki City is...

At this very moment, on the battlefield of the ruins of Ainsworth, Aozaki Touko searched through some inexplicably added and updated [common sense] in her mind, her eyes flickering as she gazed thoughtfully at the figure holding the Golden Cup and the Anchor of the End.

finished?

Seemingly sensing the knowing gaze from one of his disciples, Samael smiled slightly, his eyes showing approval.

That's right, that's his real purpose: to use Fuyuki City as a platform to try to write specific information from the ley lines into the consciousness of all humanity, and to weave a brand new set of "common sense" for them.

As we all know, human civilization on this planet, from its inception to its flourishing, has only existed for a short period of 6000 to 7000 years.

This is far too insignificant and fleeting compared to the much more ancient and glorious age of gods, and the billions of years of history that the planet itself has.

Limited by the frailty of human life and the inefficient ink of memory, individuals are destined to find it difficult to fully record information that enables them to interpret the world.

But whether it is the beginning of life, the rise and fall of gods, the flourishing of heroes, or even the rise of mankind, the earth has witnessed all that has happened on earth, and has carved the long history into the pulse of the planet, leaving indelible marks.

The Holy Grail ritual offers a groundbreaking solution by utilizing this historical record carved into the earth's veins.

In the Holy Grail War, Heroic Spirits are summoned to the mortal world through the Holy Grail. To facilitate their actions and rituals, they are often endowed with a great deal of "common sense" about modern society.

These "common sense" facts actually come from the memories of the spiritual veins themselves.

It must be said that this is a very convenient technology that allows heroic spirits to easily integrate into modern society, transcending the barriers of time and space.

Conversely, if we were to inscribe the "common sense" of the Age of Gods into the consciousness of the human population through ley line resonance and the Holy Grail ritual, could it achieve a similar effect?

Several months ago, Samael set foot in Fuyuki City and came to the Great Hollow Cave of Mount Enzo to witness firsthand the structure and operation of the Holy Grail ritual, after which he made a bold hypothesis.

The alteration of the Holy Grail ritual, the several bizarre Holy Grail competitions, and even the cat fairies that infiltrated society and roamed freely throughout Fuyuki City were all tests conducted for this purpose.

Eventually, he succeeded.

The residents of Fuyuki City accepted this new common sense without any side effects, becoming accustomed to the appearance of cat fairies, and naturally accepting them into society under the guidance of the [Heavenly Voice].

Therefore, it has been proven that it is feasible to instill the "common sense" of the Age of Gods into the human consciousness through the Holy Grail system and the resonance of the earth's veins.

Now, he could finally carry out his true purpose with confidence.

That's right, Samael's original intention remains unchanged; there is only one thing he truly wants to do.

Using the holy lance as a key, break the seal on the twelve Towers of the End, unveil the true nature of the world, fully awaken the long-dormant mysteries of this planet, and welcome the return of the gods and heroes!

The Holy Grail ritual, by inscribing the "common sense" of the Age of Gods into the memory of all humanity, presents the opportunity for the perfect fusion of the two worlds, one inside and one outside the planet!

This is his true purpose in participating in and leading this Holy Grail War!

In theory, Samael and Tokiomi Tohsaka share the same long-cherished wish.

To peel back the surface of the world and confront the root of all things.

That is why he answered Tokiomi Tohsaka's call and spared no effort in helping his Master win the final victory.