"Us???"
Flauros instinctively looked behind her.
If one could descend abruptly, others could follow the same method.
But.
There were no other figures behind her.
Only her alone.
As expected, mere bluster!
He sneered: "Let me repeat—this era possesses no force capable of simultaneously opposing us, the Seventy-Two Demon Gods. All your struggles are in vain!"
To truly kill them, one must mobilize a massive number of Servants to attack simultaneously and wipe them out at once.
Alas, this was a miracle that could never occur!
No matter how hard this last Master of humanity tried, there was not the slightest hope of victory.
We, the Demon God Pillars, are truly invincible within this Reality Marble!
Strangely enough.
Not only the abruptly appearing Servant but even the Master ignored him completely.
Nameless was now gazing softly at the suddenly arrived Jeanne: "You came of your own accord?"
[The Time Temple of the Crown] was a Reality Marble even more terrifying than his own [Unlimited Blade Works].
Dying here would inflict severe damage to the entire Saint Graph.
That's why he wanted to resolve the battle alone as much as possible, without summoning too many Heroic Spirits.
But facing the 72 Demon Gods who could revive endlessly, even he couldn't eliminate them all simultaneously.
In this situation, summoning Heroic Spirits for assistance was necessary.
What Nameless didn't expect was that before he could summon them, the Heroic Spirits had already begun descending on their own!
"Your battle is a long journey retracing human history, yet you've never given up or despaired."
The owner of the previous voice stepped forward from the darkness.
Just like when she had entered the battlefield in France as a village girl, bringing dazzling hope to the French people in their darkest despair.
Now, in this abyss of despair, she descended once more to bring hope.
She didn't even glance at the Demon Gods.
Her gentle gaze remained fixed on Nameless: "The only Master of humanity, representing mankind's last hope. Countless encounters await you."
"Even if this entire star becomes a battleground for the Holy Grail War."
"Even if everything on this earth turns to ruins long destroyed."
"Even when faced with endlessly powerful enemies on your journey, you never gave up."
"Gazing at the sky, determined to bring hope with your own hands."
The saint of France held her pure white fleur-de-lis banner, which fluttered slightly in the wind.
She extended her hand to Nameless with a smile: "Now, nothing has changed. Let us fight together. Nameless Heroic Spirit, Master who represents hope!"
"Isn't this the story of you and us reclaiming the future?"
The scene before them was utterly surreal.
A Heroic Spirit had descended upon this world abruptly, without any summoning ritual or catalyst.
The tense onlookers widened their eyes, gradually realizing what was happening.
The barrage of comments exploded instantly—
["Us"? Holy shit! Does this mean all the Heroic Spirits Nameless has formed bonds with will descend voluntarily?]
["Formed bonds" (×), "harem" (√)—that's the correct interpretation!]
["Hahaha, I finally get it! Nameless's ultimate move isn't becoming Emiya the Great, but summoning a massive crystal palace!"]
["Harem? Don't talk nonsense—there are still plenty of male Heroic Spirits like the King of Heroes and Qin Shi Huang!"]
["Male ones are even better! Do you even understand the worth of a Crown-ranked beauty?"]
[Old Man King Hassan is utterly speechless!]
Inside the Fuyuki Grand Hotel.
Mordred stared at the screen in astonishment. "How the hell did this guy just show up?"
As a Servant, one could only manifest through a summoning ritual by forming a connection with a catalyst.
But now, Nameless had appeared without any summoning—completely on his own.
"Aside from being summoned, it's possible to forcibly manifest!" Gawain frowned slightly as he watched the footage, murmuring, "For example, back then, Merlin—that heartless bastard—ran all the way from Avalon to the Age of Gods in Uruk."
In the Seventh Singularity, Absolute Demonic Front: Babylonia.
Merlin was tasked with using his illusions to keep Tiamat asleep a little longer, essentially acting as a hypnotist.
Unfortunately, after the Beast Goddess was defeated by Nameless, Tiamat fully awakened and swatted the would-be Grand Caster like a fly.
This forced Merlin to embark on a Grand marathon, sprinting all the way to ancient Uruk.
This was a prime example of forcibly manifesting without relying on any summoning.
Compared to that, Gawain was more surprised by something else: "So, how did Jeanne recognize Nameless?"
That saint of France had spent two months in Fuyuki City yet never once recognized Nameless.
The most absurd part?
When she first arrived in Fuyuki, it was Nameless himself—as the student representative—who personally welcomed her!
Truly, standing right in front of you, yet you still couldn't recognize him!
In that regard, the saint and the intelligence-commanding Demon God Pillar, Flauros—aka Professor Lev—were practically on the same level.
You both deserve the title of Grand Blind!
No, actually, this might be even more ridiculous than Lev.
Gawain faintly sensed that the presence of the supreme Lord had once descended upon her.
Even with the Lord's revelation, she still failed to recognize Nameless.
Just how disappointed must the Lord have been!
"Could it be because of the Singularity?" Mordred pondered before replying.
Previously, Nameless had descended into Jeanne's era, then later arrived in the Singularity Dragon Witch's Hundred Years' War as a Chaldean Master.
Both the pure and corrupted versions of Jeanne manifested simultaneously.
What followed was a comedic spectacle of "I fight myself" → "Who killed me?" → "I killed me!"
Artoria calmly explained, "It's simple. When blessed by the Lord, she can directly see through true names."
Jeanne, under divine favor, possessed two formidable abilities:
-True Name Discernment: Automatically reveals the true name, class, and parameters of any Servant she encounters.
Hidden true names or abilities granted by skills or Noble Phantasms must pass a Luck check to remain concealed.
Nameless's concealment was indeed powerful—even against True Name Discernment, there was still a chance to maintain his disguise.
However.
Her second ability was—
-Revelation: A skill on par with Instinct, essentially a sixth sense akin to Clairvoyance.
It applies to all matters related to achieving a goal, such as finding a person or the right path.
With these two abilities combined, Jeanne could easily pierce through Nameless's disguise and expose his identity!
Unfortunately, the corrupted version of Jeanne who descended lacked the Lord's blessing—and thus, neither of these abilities.
That was why, despite encountering Souma time and again, she never realized he was Nameless.
"Damn it, why is she the first to descend!" Mordred watched with envy in her eyes.
At this critical moment when humanity faced annihilation, the first heroic spirit to descend would undoubtedly capture everyone's attention.
It was the perfect opportunity to make an impression on all spectators and establish their presence.
You know Mount Everest is the world's highest peak, but do you know what the second highest is?
Now.
This French country girl being the first to descend meant her moment of glory had arrived!
Under Mordred's envious gaze.
On the screen.
The once arrogant and mocking Demon God Flauros suddenly fell into terror and shock.
Because its massive demonic body was torn apart in an instant!
No,
Not just torn apart once.
But shredded multiple times in a flash!
Making Demon God Flauros roar in fear: "Aaaaah, what the hell is this?"
"Why hasn't you, this Chaldea Master, disappeared? Why hasn't Chaldea been destroyed yet?"
"Why are our bodies beginning to crumble and disintegrate!?"
After this heroic spirit descended.
The Demon Gods were instantly dealt heavy blows, as if simultaneously struck by countless terrifying attacks.
Under such assaults, their bodies were mercilessly ravaged and torn apart, utterly defenseless!
They were supposed to be invincible Demon Gods.
Yet against mere human attacks, they couldn't put up the slightest resistance.
The scale of this assault was beyond the Demon Gods' comprehension!
Back in Chaldea, Dr. Roman also exclaimed in astonishment: "Incredible! Eight Demon Gods wiped out in an instant! As expected of Da Vinci-chan, what secret weapon did you deploy?"
Earlier, when the eight Demon Gods attacked Chaldea simultaneously, they had been completely powerless to resist.
One Chaldea facility after another was destroyed by the Demon Gods.
All defensive measures seemed pitifully fragile before them.
Just as total destruction seemed imminent, Da Vinci had mentioned raiding her private stash to fully activate the Magecraft Workshop.
But wasn't this firepower a bit excessive?
Dr. Roman grew both more shocked and delighted: "With such a powerful weapon at hand, I really wish you'd told me earlier."
As Chaldea's director, he bore the crucial responsibility of strategic command.
Without knowing the exact combat capabilities available, effective responses were impossible.
"No, it wasn't me!" Da Vinci quickly clarified.
Let's not forget—she had said that even with a mutual destruction mindset, she might not be able to take down a single Demon God!
Against eight Demon Gods, even if she worked herself to death, resistance would be impossible.
Causing the Demon Gods to panic, let alone fear, was utterly unthinkable.
At that moment.
Nameless spoke softly: "It's them."
His gaze swept across the surroundings.
Within the vast Reality Marble, countless familiar energy signatures were blazing brilliantly.
A gentle expression gradually softened Nameless's face, even bringing a faint smile to his lips.
Those radiant presences were none other than the heroic spirits he had befriended during his journey through human history!
At this critical juncture, these heroic spirits had descended with full force without waiting for his summons or pleas!
Mash instantly lit up with joy: "Senpai, they've come to help you, to protect humanity together!"
"Those... people? Could they be..."
Doctor Roman and Da Vinci widened their eyes simultaneously, their thoughts converging as they both scanned their surroundings with incredulous expressions.
At the same time.
The quietly arrived Saint of France continued speaking: "Since the establishment of the Age of Man, prosperity has endured for millennia."
"The Age of Gods has ended, and humanity has crossed into a new era as the world's most flourishing species."
"We are those who determine the future of this star, who inscribe its epitaph upon the cosmos."
Raising her banner of victory, her voice grew increasingly impassioned.
This was an account of humanity's arduous past.
This was standing upon the brilliance of humanity's present.
This was gazing toward the radiance of humanity's future.
Under the protection—or domestication—of the gods, humanity struggled to grow from ignorance and barbarism.
After the Age of Gods ended and the deities were bid farewell, humanity entered its most glorious period of development.
A resplendent civilization forged an equally magnificent human history.
This was precisely why Solomon chose to ignite three thousand years of human history—to gather the vast energy required to remake the Earth!
The Saint's voice echoed throughout the bounded universe of the Reality Marble: "For this purpose, we have nurtured knowledge, created civilizations, and passed life through countless generations."
"To chart humanity's course toward greater longevity, steadfastness, and prosperous strength!"
"In the world of magecraft, this is called Human Order. Chaldea considers it their supreme mission, striving tirelessly to protect it!"
Chaldea bore the weight of humanity's survival and decline.
From its founding director who participated in the Holy Grail War to build Chaldea, to those who sacrificed their lives to ensure its continuation.
And Nameless—Chaldea's sole Master—who had silently shouldered everything from the beginning.
To protect Human Order, he walked through human history, battling formidable enemies.
Now, facing overwhelming numbers of Demon Gods when he stood alone, she had descended at all costs.
This time, he would not fight alone!
She would never let him face battle in solitude again!
Back at Chaldea's command center, Doctor Roman suddenly exclaimed in disbelief: "Am I dreaming? Or are the instruments malfunctioning?"
"Why are Servant summoning arrays activating one after another across all Singularities?"
"Without catalysts, without summoning mages—they're activating spontaneously! Just through the slender threads of fate previously woven!"
"My God, this is unbelievable!"
The more he spoke, the less he trusted his own eyes.
Even the infallible instruments became suspect to him.
He briefly wondered if there was some error.
Because Servant summoning reactions were being detected in every previously encountered Singularity.
Not just one or two.
But in numbers so vast they filled the entire monitoring system.
Countless points of light representing Heroic Spirit summonings glittered like stars across the heavens!
"Spiritual Foundation responses—ten... twenty... thirty... still increasing at a terrifying rate!"
Doctor Roman had already leapt to his feet, face alight with excitement. "Gudao, this is—!"
"Doctor, you're absolutely right!"
Nameless also smiled, his voice filled with emotion. "Everyone... they've all come!"
At this moment, even Nameless—who had remained composed in the face of the Demon Gods' overwhelming siege—was deeply moved.
He could feel countless familiar pulses of energy, each one filling him with overwhelming joy.
Streaks of meteors blazed across the heavens, their light illuminating the sky.
From the First Singularity, The Hundred Years' War of the Evil Dragon—
From the Second Singularity, The Eternal Insane Empire—
All the way to the Seventh Singularity, The Absolute Demonic Front—
Even the Sub-Singularities like The Malignant Isolation Barrier and The Forbidden Advent Garden—
Every Singularity was now shining, resonating with the summoning circle.
Servants, like stars streaking through time and space, arrived at this most perilous Final Singularity.
Countless meteors descended, forming the grandest, most dazzling, most breathtaking spectacle.
This was humanity's correction of the past.
This was humanity's protection of the present.
This was humanity's fight for the future!
The celestial meteor shower unfolded in the most glorious manner before everyone's eyes, delivering an unparalleled visual feast—
Leaving countless spectators utterly stunned.
[O Star-Maker, the moment when human stars shine... True Human Stars Shining!]
[I'm suddenly so moved I could cry! In such a dire crisis, all these Heroic Spirits have arrived without hesitation!]
[So cool! I'm crying from sheer coolness! A meteor shower made of Heroic Spirits—this is beyond epic!]
[We contain, we protect, we fight... we never flee, never retreat even in death!]
[Nameless's silent, selfless dedication has finally been repaid. Every Heroic Spirit he bonded with across the Singularities has willingly descended. I'm so moved I could cry!]