I am the savior, do you have any objection?

I am the old man of the mountains, here to take your death away.

The sudden and unexpected development left the three boys completely bewildered.

"The inhibitory force actually reacted? According to the setting, shouldn't they only move after I start messing with them? I just don't know if your modern magical environment allows it to summon the sea of ​​heroic spirits as the vanguard, just like when fighting Zeus."

It's strange that they used up the available spots first, so why did they still summon the little quilt?

"You can't say that the Little Cotton Blanket is among the top-tier Saber-class characters, can you? Or is the mechanism of Sacred Relics taking precedence over the ability to summon allies through Counter?"

“How would I know?” Kiritsugu Emiya said as he stood up and walked into the house.

"Now that you have all seven, it's time to get started."

It is indeed time to take action.

Kri looked at King Hassan, who was staring at him as if he were an object, and wiggled his fingers.

"I'm quite curious, how do you intend to kill a dead god?"

"No need for further words!" King Hassan actually waited politely until Kiritsugu Emiya closed the door before slowly raising his sword.

Then, as a world-renowned assassin, he instantly appeared in front of Kree with a single step, raised his greatsword, and slashed downwards.

The fire in the secluded valley ignited from between the swords, and the feather that heralded death fell on the blade and broke off without wind.

Even though the other party's intentions were clearly communicated beforehand, and the attack was conducted openly and honestly, it still gave people a feeling that it was difficult to dodge or escape.

It was as if death, as if by fate, was bound to this sword.

At least from the perspective of the little quilt next to her, that's how it is.

then……

"Snapped!"

Kerry sat on the veranda, raised a bamboo skewer skewered with three-colored dumplings, and stabbed it at the invincible sword light.

The armor shattered into pieces the next moment, the Netherfire flew endlessly, and the undead body constructed by the spirit exploded from behind, the blood of the inhabitants of this valley blooming in the air like a pitch-black Nether flower.

Even the methods of using power were difficult to discern, such was the disparity in strength. At that time, Kree still needed various off-field assistance when fighting against the higher-ranking Heroic Spirits.

But now, these things are nothing more than ants to him, or something even smaller.

It's fine to just keep it nearby and tease it for a while; if you feel like crushing it, it won't take any effort at all.

The Holy Grail War is so insignificant.

Chapter 463 The Holy Grail War is over!

"Isn't it ultimately not the original body?"

The old man in the mountains, whose true form still exists in the secluded valley, looked at the blood splattering on his body and trembled as he tried to grasp his black sword.

Unfortunately, the black sword shattered inch by inch, and then it began to turn into specks of light.

"what?"

Red Archer, who had just drawn his longbow to coordinate with his teammates, looked at his fallen teammate and then at his own Noble Phantasm with the bowstring nocked, feeling somewhat lost.

Although it was no longer a Grand Servant, its size was still incomparable to that of ordinary Servants.

It is an existence that would be absolutely impossible for a regular Holy Grail War to contain.

But even such a being was defeated in an instant, and even his eagle eyes could not see it clearly.

"Huh? Huh? Huh?"

Rin Tohsaka, who had no idea why the Heroic Spirit summoned by her younger sister suddenly rushed out the door to attack people, and who had no idea why the Heroic Spirit had simply disappeared, let out a long, confused sound.

On the other side, Red A was surprised by the attack, but having already made the move, there was no turning back.

"Pseudo-spiral..."

"brush!"

A flash of blood appeared, and before anyone knew it, the tricolor dumpling in Kerry's hand had pierced through Red A's chest.

Blood spurted out, cold sweat and an expression of disbelief appeared together.

"cold……"

Since the future has changed, he has no real significance in this era.

Red A, with a large hole in his chest, knelt down and began to dissipate little by little.

"Archer!" Rin Tohsaka's voice came from beside her.

But the heroic spirits could no longer hear.

Then, Kerry raised his hand, and the little cotton blanket that was still wrapped around his ahoge was directly shattered into the most primitive spiritual particles.

If it weren't for the desire to start the plan sooner, Kerry would have been interested in catching up with her more.

But now that all seven of us are here, there's no time to slack off.

After everything is done, if Valhalla still exists, we can drag them out and torture them severely.

Immediately following, in a base, a man from the Middle East who had bought a title in the Mage's Association with a huge fortune and acquired many powerful sorcerers was suddenly crushed bit by bit in front of his followers.

A painful roar escaped his mouth, and the women he had summoned to indulge in pleasure screamed in terror.

The witch frantically flung open her cloak, and countless magical arrays appeared in the air. But the next moment, the witch collapsed to the ground, powerless, as the immense shock to her mind caused her to instantly lose control of her body and begin to dissipate.

However, seeing the man who appeared break the magical petri dishes that used children as batteries and release the little devils one by one, the witch breathed a sigh of relief and closed her eyes slightly.

Anyway, that's what she was planning to do, and she didn't think she could participate in the Holy Grail War after she finished.

Stepping out of the mental hospital where her old friend lived, the red-haired beauty was surprised to see the hero, who was wearing the same earrings as her, appearing on the street with a gun.

However, the reason she saw it was that someone had pierced her idol's chest with a single blow. Without showing any fear, the red-haired beauty immediately put down the box and prepared to open the Reverse Light Sword. But as she shouted the Servant's name, Kuran's hound had already dissipated, leaving her only with waves of stinging pain from the Command Seals.

In an instant, the five souls were gathered, and the Holy Grail could be revealed. Ahad's body, which she had modified herself to be able to leave the castle, also took on the task of joining the battle if Ilya could not be found.

At this point, her body had lost all function, and her heart began to gradually turn into a ball of light.

Meanwhile, the two little beasts, who had been waiting, loaded the ball of light into the machine.

Five minutes later, the Holy Grail War ended.

……

As that person said, the history of this world was written by gods, heroes, sages, and kings.

Because these beings, possessing all sorts of extraordinary powers, have the power to influence an era.

Some historically infamous tyrants, once people truly get to know them, actually have their own endearing qualities.

For example, characters like the "Umbrella Monster" or Queen Mary, who famously asked "Why don't you eat cake?", each has their own reasons and their own charm.

However, the standard for judging whether they are tyrants is not whether they follow the path of benevolence or tyranny, nor does it matter how charismatic they are or what slogans they shout. The only standard for judging them is the actual life of the people under their rule.

Undoubtedly, by this standard, the rulers of human history are unqualified. Human history, which clearly belongs to all mankind, has its key moments tied to those so-called kings.

Perhaps among them are some heroes, saints who fought for their country, saints who saved others, and gladiators who led other slaves in rebellion; they shine like stars in the darkness of history.

But that's not enough; these scattered stars alone are not enough.

Ten years ago, Kree entered the Holy Grail, and it wasn't just Kree's consciousness that changed his view of evil in this world.

The evil of this world also reveals to Kree all the malice, curses, and hatred that belong to humanity, spanning time and space, past and future.

But Kerry could clearly see that the resentment, the unwillingness and the pain stemming from the insatiable desire to constantly seek what one cannot have, and that harming others was absolutely the case for the majority of the victims.

When the harvest was poor, people had no choice but to sacrifice innocent children to the mountain god. Is it possible that even though the harvest was poor, people could still manage to get by, but the lord's heavy taxes every year left them with no food reserves and they were on the verge of starvation, which led to this situation?

Were the bandits who stormed into villagers' homes, burning, killing, and looting, once ordinary farmers who resorted to desperate measures because they could not bear the pressure? When rebels rose up in various places, were there not only ambitious people blinded by profit, but also ordinary people who could not bear the weight of the situation and helped those rebels rise to power?

This is not to erase the crimes of some perpetrators; they are equally unforgivable villains. Because no matter how bad the environment, as long as it doesn't come to war, there will always be people who choose to live without harming others.

But even more despicable than them are those who forced them to eat people, those sages and demigods who built history, those kings and loyal ministers, and those heroes who had power but did not change anything, or even joined in.

And, to fix this world history in such a state, in a quantum fixation zone with greater potential and more vitality.

There is also a restraining force that determines both the past and the future.

Having the power to allow these things to exist even for a moment is just being fussy.

Sacrifice is inevitable, but it is not enough to stop progressing because of sacrifice.

Unlike enlightened beings who, after graduation, view all the suffering of sentient beings in the sea of ​​suffering as a test, or King Solomon who saw the end and felt that things were fine as they were.

If you lack the power, there's nothing you can do; if you have the power, then go for it.

Even if someone does something without knowing whether the system will reward them for it, or even if they do it because of the reward, they will not be selected by this useless system.

Those who aspire to become celestial beings will find it difficult to achieve this; perhaps this is the reason why.

But whatever the case, there's no longer any room for two parasites to exist in a world where there's still hope.

The machine was already running on Kerry's way to the next stop.

Chapter 464 The Earth-Shattering Changes in Kree's Creation

The engine roared to life, fueled by spirit particles, the Lesser Grail, and the concentrated dark matter that Krixen had learned to conjure by hand with just a glance.

A blue spiritual laser beam pierced through the illusion of the Emiya residence and shot straight into the sky.

"gone."

Having previously discussed with Kree the possibility of granting refuge, Kiritsugu Emiya allowed his wife and daughter to enter the portal, while he himself prepared to watch everything unfold with his son, who insisted on staying behind.

The blue beam of light left the courtyard, soared through the sky, passed over Tokyo Tower, climbed over Mount Fuji, and arrived at the top of the sky above this small island.

Immediately afterwards, something resembling a spatial rift was slowly torn open at the end of the beam of light.

To fulfill Kree's vision, and the dinosaurs' own insistence, it would require transmitting all the data of this world upstream along the world's natural flow before the power outage occurs.

Whether this world is the trunk or a twig, it all comes from the original roots to replace them, and then begins to influence the entire tree.

Unlike developing by hiding within the storm wall as a figment of imagination, this method transforms obsolete data into reality and then replaces the trees, negating everything that existed before, allowing everything to grow anew on new trees.

This is about change, about changing what already exists, not about sacrificing the world that already exists, but about changing it. This is what the dinosaurs insisted on.

Moreover, it requires breaking through the defenses of the quantum recording belt, and the various variables involved are difficult to predict.

To rewrite the vast, finite, multiverse with a mere "small pillar" that is only a dozen meters long.

Is this level of difficulty sufficient for Lingzi's scientific research capabilities, given that he only spent an afternoon with the dinosaurs?

That's enough.

Not only did they have a thorough understanding of things like parallel universes before entering the underworld, but they also had a rich technological foundation in the research of soul-related technologies after living in the underworld for thousands of years.

They also transformed themselves into spiritual particles and entered into the process, preparing to face any unexpected situations on their own.

Kerry preferred to cut down the tree and let it grow back according to its own will.

And they are even less likely to harm Kerry.

So they prepared to save everything in their own way, even if they might accidentally become spirit particles and disappear in this unrelated world. Anyway, the God of the Underworld could summon other dinosaurs at any time, and the backup plan they left in the machine was enough for later generations to understand how to use the machine in an instant.

They didn't want Kerry to bear the psychological burden that could lead to their potential sacrifice.

But... is it possible that Kerry doesn't know what they're thinking?

They didn't know the answer to that question either, but they probably wouldn't stop it whether they knew or not.

The two bodies resembling Cupids gradually lost their vitality, while the two souls transformed themselves into the spiritual particles of this world. One entered the machine to monitor changes in events, while the other rushed into the sea of ​​imaginary numbers and began to rewrite the data that was actually recorded within it, following the machine's instructions.

Meanwhile, Kenneth and Webber's plane had just landed.

The familiar Fuyuki Airport brought back some unpleasant memories for both of them.

“Weber, you’ve grown a lot over the years. When we get back, I plan to hand over my classroom to you. I should really devote more time to magic research. It’s been a waste of your talents to have you as my teaching assistant all these years.”

Kenneth and Sora did not end up together. Sora suffered a huge psychological trauma 10 years ago and became hysterical after returning. Although Kenneth said he didn't mind, he felt ashamed in the El-Melloi faction and Sora's family, so he had to find another family for marriage.

Kenneth looked up at the sky.

Upon hearing such astonishing news, Weber, who had not received any prior warning, was somewhat stunned.

Ten years ago, because Kerry left in such a hurry that he didn't kill the two, Webber found them and brought them back to the Clock Tower.

Afterwards, for reasons unknown, Kenneth withdrew the punishment and allowed him to continue attending classes in the El-Melloi faction's classroom.