I am the savior, do you have any objection?

Parallel worlds will also take truly drastically different paths, unaffected by the restraining force.

Chapter 480's words have come to an end.

"Varied?!"

After listening to what Shirou Emiya said, the Jewel King finally understood why the Counter Force was so proactive this time.

The present is set as the end point, with a magician, a dead apostle, and the gods of the inner sea of ​​the star erased. Then, events such as the death of the planet's will in resistance against Sephalus, the discovery of extraterrestrial life by humans, the establishment of a relatively good social system by humans, and the unification of the human world are filled into the quantum fixed belt.

The fixed belt will modify every world that arrives at this node, and achieve this result in all parallel worlds in a way that is almost illogical.

It is indeed a salvation for all mankind. Even without the mysterious inheritance, it is possible that humans would be more efficient than playing with the mystery by studying the use of spiritual particles in the universe in a more systematic way. It is also more likely that after the planet's fixed resources are exhausted, we can leave the part of the planet anchored by the Holy Lance. Moreover, even if we do not leave the planet, we will not be attacked or retaliated against.

That's right, the plants in this pathetic world are even linked to the planet's energy and magic. Both Steel Land and Lunar Coral depict the inability to grow food after the planet's resources are depleted.

Furthermore, the high yield of food during the Age of Gods became impossible to cultivate due to changes in the planet's magical environment.

I don't know how, but they created a Divine Separator for plants and animals.

Then comes a dead end. First, the planet is depleted, and everyone will definitely want to find a way to survive. However, normal technology may simply fail if it leaves the fixed reality and goes into space.

If they can't get out, they'll starve to death.

If Gaia manages to survive by genetically enhancing her genes and finds a way out, she will be horrified that the children born from her body can still survive after her death, and will summon a whole bunch of her brothers and sisters from the solar system to beat up the surviving ones.

These things were introduced by Shirou Emiya before, and based on the Jewel King's many years of experience traversing time and space, they are very likely to be true.

Then the Gemstone opened its mouth several times, only to find that it seemed to have nothing to say.

What's going on?! I'm both a magician and a Dead Apostle, so why do I actually think what they're saying makes sense when they're trying to wipe out both of my species?

Seeing that the Jewel Elder remained silent several times, Emiya simply pressed the button again.

"And finally, we, on behalf of the leader, want to ask those questions."

Fujimaru Ritsuka's image immediately appeared on the screen, but the next moment, Cave King appeared from Fujimaru Ritsuka's shadow, blocking the "camera" like a Gengar.

However, the actions of the Cave King did not affect Emiya's words.

"In order to stop us, and for their own survival, the Counterforce sent an innocent person here."

Fujimaru Ritsuka, we already know about your situation. You are innocent. All you want is for your world to be intact and for you to go home.

After this, the world will return to normal, and all order will be restored. We were never enemies. All you need to do is give up and stop participating. The leader will not only not pursue your problems, but will also allow you and a few conscientious magicians around you to escape the historical revisionism of 2005.

Moreover, we can protect you, you know that, right? If the Mage's Association still exists, what kind of fate will you face if you dismiss the Heroic Spirits?

All you have to do is stop what you're doing, wait there, and wait until the seven days are over.

They chose to oppose us with slim chances of winning, in order to fight for a world where people still live every day under the threat of magicians and the bloodsucking of oppressors.

Or do nothing and wait for a new world without exploitation, oppression, or magical dead apostles.

The power to decide whether this war continues rests in your hands, from the last Master of human history.

The words stopped there, but the light screen remained, still illuminating Fujimaru Ritsuka, who was still bewildered by her sudden appearance on the screen.

Gazing intently, the screen of light in the sky seemed like a multiple-choice question, constantly urging Fujimaru Ritsuka to answer.

At the same time, Fujimaru Ritsuka also felt a kind of pressure.

An immense, suffocating pressure was palpable. None of her former enemies had ever lied to her about her choices on such a global scale, so she had no doubt about the truthfulness of their words.

People who are determined and persistent in changing the world usually have their own pride and would not utter lies.

But it was precisely this realism that made Fujimaru Ritsuka feel the pressure growing stronger.

Because she felt that countless eyes around the world were "watching" her through the screen.

Although Edmund completely blocked her way, she could still sense his gaze within her own mind.

No, perhaps it wasn't just those people watching her; other people around her were watching her too.

It seems that countless parallel worlds and countless people are watching her. Some of them are people who were cruelly killed by magicians, some are people who were eaten by the Dead Apostles, some are people from the past who were preyed upon by fantasy creatures and toyed with by the gods, and there are also millions of people who are struggling to make a living.

I've seen news reports of children starving to death in Africa, because it's impossible to imagine a large group of people crammed onto a train, with people even clinging to the outside of the carriages in India, and Mexico, where people are driven to despair by profit and gangs...

It felt as if millions of people were watching her, including her parents and relatives. That feeling almost made her blurt out words of retreat.

But the next moment, the scene in her mind changed. The feeling of being stared at quietly disappeared, and some memories began to replace those expectant and pleading gazes.

Merlin, who lives in the Inner Sea; King Hassan, who guards the Valley of Shadows; Scáthach, who remains in the Land of Shadows; Lilith, who once nestled with her in the Elysium Cyber ​​Sea; Ereshkigal, who once appeared beside her at night in Uruk; Fou, who sacrificed her reason for Mash; and Bedivere, who wanders on the road to finding the King…

Those beings who may still be alive in some other worlds.

The king's unwavering resistance against the Earth Mother Goddess, Musashi's sacrifice to sever the passage, and the people she knew in the world she had already rejected.

More than seven worlds have perished because of her. If I were to say now that I want to compromise with her, what would the Lostbelt Kings think? What would Draco think?

She didn't have time to think about why these memories suddenly came to mind when she hadn't even considered them. However, the overwhelming emotions brought on by the memories broke down her defenses, making it impossible for her to make a decision.

She already had too many connections with the other person's old world... like a bunch of firmly rooted trees climbing all over her heart.

However, at this moment, as she showed hesitation and cowardice, voices emanated from the sea of ​​heroic spirits on the earth.

"Come! Oppressors! You will all die by the hand of Spartacus!!!"

A jet-black ball of flesh exploded amidst the group of heroic spirits.

At this point, it wasn't just him who took action; there were also some true heroes.

A Cuban hero, wearing a hat with stars on his head, with a resolute face and slightly disheveled hair, merges a hammer and sickle on his head.

Chapter 481 Adding Firewood to the Pressure Cooker

Anyone can become a Heroic Spirit, whether through their own fame or by meeting certain strength requirements.

The actual number is more than imagined; even a person who was very famous in a small region during a certain era was enough to be given the title of Heroic Spirit.

The restraint force lacks a personality-based logic, making it impossible for it to understand which heroic spirits are aligned with it and which are not.

It still can't control heroic spirits.

Just like when it released Archer, it probably had no idea that Archer was actually trying to kill its past self. Every time there's a bunch of wild Servants in a Singularity or Lostbelt, it doesn't know which ones are normal and which ones will turn against it. In fact, it's basically Fujimaru Ritsuka who has to subdue them one by one.

It couldn't understand why, even though it had already become a Heroic Spirit, someone would still want to help an enemy from outside the world, thus denying the history of heroes and its own existence as a Heroic Spirit.

The heroic spirits were originally divided into several teams according to their nationality or religion, but almost every team started to break out in riots.

The old Taoist priest, dressed in a yellow robe, scattered a handful of beans, which then transformed into a group of soldiers wrapped in yellow cloth.

"I'm sorry, but I'm somewhat persuaded."

For the sake of the people's well-being, demonic practices should be eliminated.

Amakusa Shiro, who was summoned a second time, cut off his own hands, and two empty holes, one black and one white, burst open in the sea of ​​people.

"Lord, may you protect your Lamb."

A Russian in military uniform raised his gun.

"We waited until that monk died, then killed the emperor and established the Soviet! But why did that guy also become a heroic spirit, and now you tell your comrades! There are guys like him all over the world!"

A Frenchman raises a red flag in the crowd.

"We risked our lives, even when we couldn't afford food, to send the King and Queen to the guillotine, and what happened? The Master of Human History is laughing and talking with our Queen in her swimsuit! And that executioner, Sanson, is telling people how much he regrets his actions towards the Queen!"

Those in Zhang Jiao's camp raised their large swords adorned with red tassels.

"Comrades, we've spent our whole lives fighting demons and monsters, only to find ourselves among them! Today, however, we've got a real opportunity!"

We've shed blood and sweat our whole lives, not so that our descendants would suffer like we have!

A man in a long robe came out and shouted.

"Down with the magician! Give the world back to the people!"

"Long live the people!" echoed from the other teams.

A sudden civil war broke out within the entire horde of Heroic Spirits.

A massive riot ensued, with beams of powerful artifacts and skills scattering in all directions.

But a servant is a servant; the very name "servant" symbolizes a subordinate relationship.

The heroic spirits who had erupted in commotion soon discovered that their magical energy supply had been cut off.

This time, they were summoned by the planet itself. When the planet itself refuses to provide them with magic, unless they have skills such as acting alone, dissipation is an inevitable outcome for them.

"When the Master is troubled, there is no room for you guys to cause trouble!"

The ice spirits surrounding the Tsar's daughter unleashed a gust of icy wind, freezing the red phantom from Europe.

"It's best to keep quiet for now!"

The Duke of Astolfo, with his pink hair, rode atop a griffin and sounded the mesmerizing horn, halting the last stand of the people who had established the commune.

Or rather, it doesn't really matter if the supply of magic isn't cut off.

Without outsiders, the very nature of Type-Moon is that the older it is, the more mysterious it is, and the more powerful it becomes.

Many of the heroic spirits who suddenly rose up in rebellion only appeared after the Age of Gods had completely faded away, with as much as 95% appearing in the first 200 years of the millennium. Coupled with their insufficient numbers, even with a sufficient supply of magic power, they wouldn't cause much damage. Moreover, other heroic spirits can be summoned repeatedly, so at worst, we can just not summon them next time.

Doing almost meaningless things, wasting time and energy on pointless activities.

Unless someone helps them to alter the very structure of the soul materialization technique, they ultimately prove themselves but cannot even afford to delay.

Undoubtedly, the objective reality of this world belongs to heroes and gods; the gap between magicians and ordinary people is too vast, leaving them no room for resistance.

But will anyone actually help them? If the goal is to stall for time and wear down the enemy, wouldn't it be more convenient to just take direct action with the same strength?

Yes, it exists.

On the island, in the mansion, Kree, who had been sitting and watching the instruments from beginning to end, finally made a slight movement. He raised his hand and pointed towards the direction of the Great Grail that had been brought over, and then pointed towards the crowd in the distance.

Suddenly, the ice cracked, the horns stopped blowing, and fierce gunfire rang out once again in the Sea of ​​Heroes.

[You actually extended your consciousness to observe the situation over there, and even transferred a wisp of your power there. Host, are you sacrificing your attention because you're standing up for them?]

The system's words echoed in Kerry's mind.

"How could that be? From their perspective, if they knew that I had relaxed my vigilance for a moment because of them, they would feel that they had not only failed to help me, but had actually affected me, and they would even feel guilty."

Not to mention abandoning a great cause under the pretext of venting anger; if I were them, I would have started cursing them outright.

"And I'm not wasting my power recklessly, because only as long as they still exist, and the Heroic Spirits are still fighting each other, can the influence on Fujimaru Ritsuka be intensified. Whether she makes a choice or not, as long as she doesn't choose the other side, then all of this is worthwhile."

He had a brief internal conversation with the system, but Kree had already returned to his seated position in the sky, simply connecting the Greater Grail and the summoning and mana supply system for some of the Heroic Spirits.

After all, Kree had already accomplished the same thing several worlds ago regarding the materialization of the third law of the soul in this world, so it wasn't difficult for him.

……

"The change of course has affected some of the heroic spirits on land ahead, causing them to start a civil war. It is no longer safe to cross the strait from there."

When she heard Leonardo da Vinci say those words to Nemo, Fujimaru Ritsuka, who had been in a somewhat confused state since the beginning and was being supported by Jeanne d'Arc Alter and the Count of Monte Cristo, was once again shocked.

"Let's take Master back to the rest room first!"

Jeanne Alter said something unpleasantly, then turned and left.

"Wait! I'm going too." Mashu followed behind.

Most of the spirit-transformed Servants followed, with only a few remaining in place.

Of course, some also quietly left the Nautilus.

Soon, the group of heroic spirits left Fujimaru Ritsuka's room amidst their arguments. None of them spoke up to express their stance, but instead expressed their hope that Fujimaru Ritsuka could make her own choice without their interference.

However, while the other Servants were guarding outside the door, no one noticed that one Servant had secretly used an item to conceal his presence and remained inside.

Emerging from spiritual form, Cosmic Iztar, dressed as a cosmic treasure hunter, opened one wine-red eye, while deliberately keeping the other eye closed.

"So, do you want to choose according to what those people say?"

Chapter 482 In the end, it's still a battle.

Hesitation, indecision.

Fujimaru Ritsuka is suffering.

Because the conditions offered by the other party were simply too good.