“Good, the old bug finally offered itself as a sacrifice.”
Rising from the Wilderness, Lu Ming lowered his gaze.
The Fate world, while not incredibly strong, had its Root cut back, but it made up for it with its sheer number of parallel worlds!
This type of world, though its upper limit wasn't high, was vast in quantity!
It was much more valuable than a single world like Naruto or Demon Slayer!
“However, speaking of which, Naruto also has parallel worlds. I wonder how many there are. I should find an opportunity to have Danzo investigate the Dragon Veins.”
While speaking to himself, Lu Ming did not forget his main objective.
He flicked his finger, the rules shifting.
A thread of divine power pierced the Wilderness, crossed countless universes, and descended upon the Fate world!
It was a world like a giant water bubble.
Within it, countless parallel world plots intertwined and shone brightly. Lu Ming saw the Shirou Emiya of each world, and he saw the male and female versions of Fujimaru Ritsuka. Occupying the largest area was the Servant universe, chaotic evil Gudako, and other humorous manga world views.
Apart from that, the Garden of Sinners, the Red and Black Holy Grail Wars, and the Snowfield City Holy Grail War world lines were all present!
Lu Ming slightly raised his gaze, seeing through the future and the past of the Fate universe with a single glance.
Until the very end!
The tragic conclusion of the Land of Steel and the Moon Coral, laid bare!
Countless destroyed world lines were collapsing. On the corpses of the dead worlds, countless new world lines were being born!
“What a wonderful world! It shall be mine!”
The god perched high above the Wilderness, issuing his decree.
That thread of power, transformed into a conglomeration of billions of stars, pierced through the world barrier in one strike, entering the Fate world!
In that split second, the entire Fate world view trembled ceaselessly!
Triggering the Fate world's instinctive counterattack!
In the depths of the dark and profound universe.
A monk who had transcended the mundane and reached enlightenment, suddenly changed his expression!
He held his finger in a lotus-shaped gesture, tracing the source of the fear.
Finally, he focused his gaze on a particular world line.
At the same time, all the true forms of the Heroic Spirits in the Throne of Heroes, independent of the world, awakened simultaneously!
They heard the Root's wailing.
An unimaginable evil god was invading the Fate world!
“We cannot let Him in!”
“Death! Death! Death!”
Short and sharp wails echoed throughout the Throne of Heroes.
The Heroic Spirits' expressions changed drastically.
They recognized the owner of this voice—it was Gaia from a certain world line!
“Save me! Hurry and save me!”
“Hee hee hee, save me… no, don't save me, god has come!”
“The great god has come, ha ha ha ha!”
“Save me…”
“No! Don't come here…”
The voice scattered, eventually disappearing into nothingness.
As if nothing had happened.
At the top of the Throne of Heroes, the cloaked God Kings exchanged glances.
They all saw seriousness in each other's eyes.
While they didn't know exactly what had happened, they could deduce from Gaia's words.
—It definitely wasn't going to be good news.
“What should we do?”
Odin, clad in the guise of Cú Chulainn, spoke first.
“I don’t know.”
It was the Smoking Mirror, the First Sun of Aztec mythology, and also the current master of the situation: “Anyway, let's ask that Gaia first.”
Communicating with his true form through a clone, the Smoking Mirror used his true form's ability, following the trail and finding Gaia in the world line where Zouken Matou existed.
After asking a few questions in front of all the Heroic Spirits, his expression suddenly turned extremely gloomy.
“What did Gaia say?”
Odin asked.
“It said there's nothing wrong.”
“...................”
Case closed!
This, no matter how you looked at it, didn't seem like there was nothing wrong, right?
The only possibility would be…
“Another alien evil god?”
Odin, wearing the skin of Cú Chulainn, rubbed his forehead in annoyance.
In fact, they were already accustomed to this Fate world, which was originally filled with all kinds of demons and monsters, often getting into trouble, and constantly on the verge of destruction.
If they could save it, they would, but if they couldn't, wasn't there someone above who would intervene and cut away the useless world?
But the problem was, evil gods were different.
These beings wouldn't directly destroy the world.
They were more like a bunch of brats, causing trouble everywhere, spreading strange and bizarre pollution and knowledge.
They caused the gods who didn't want to get involved to have no choice but to intervene and stop them.
Moreover, the gods had discovered that the more powerful the evil god, the more they liked to cause trouble.
Their specialty was being a nuisance.
A hundred times more troublesome than human evils!
“The only ones who would do this are evil gods. Gaia has probably been polluted. We won't get anything useful out of it.”
The Smoking Mirror also had a headache, but he didn't take this matter too seriously.
Still, it was the same thing. If it didn't work out, just cut it off.
All they could do now was see if they could salvage the situation.
“Let's go down to the lower realm. Sending three Grand Servants should be enough.”
Odin pondered for a moment and gave a solution that seemed reasonable: “Isn't that world line right in the middle of the Holy Grail War? The Grand Servants could perfectly hide their identities and act as ordinary Servants first to gather information.”
“If we can solve it, that would be best.”
If not.
There wouldn't be much to say.
Cut it if they have to, avoid any annoyance.
“Let's do it that way.”
The other cloaked gods also expressed their agreement.
Finally, after some discussion, they decided to send Gilgamesh, who carried the Caster Grand Servant's foundation.
Heracles from the Age of Heroes, carrying the Berserker Grand Servant's foundation.
The final Saber Grand Servant's foundation was given to the Old Man with a Sword.
This was also a precaution.
After all, the Old Man with a Sword possessed the Star Sword. If things went south, he could still blast a ridiculous beam and run away.
It was about winning without losing face.
“Then that's decided. Let these three Heroic Spirits' true forms answer the Holy Grail's call!”
“What about the magic supply?”
A god asked.
“Simple, just take it from other spirit veins. If the world is going to be destroyed anyway, there's no point in keeping the spirit veins.”
Odin replied nonchalantly, “It's a way to make use of waste.”
“Makes sense. Let's do it that way!”
The other gods agreed with him.
Until the Smoking Mirror seemed to sense something, frowned, and suddenly asked: “Don't you guys feel like something's missing from the Throne of Heroes?”
“What? Everyone's here, right? What's missing?”
Odin said.
“I don't know, but it just feels like something is missing.”
The Smoking Mirror scratched his head vigorously, unable to recall what was missing.
He eventually gave up.
They didn't notice, or perhaps were influenced by a certain force, ignoring the problem.
That's why they didn't realize that three Heroic Spirits' true forms were missing from the Throne of Heroes.
They were the young Anna, the adult Medusa, and the final form of Gorgon, who had fully devolved into a demon…
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