Simultaneous Travel: Becoming a Legend in the Heavens.

Chapter 490 Humanity's Utter Defeat

When the red light, symbolizing "conquest," shines, it signifies the arrival of the end of the world.

This is not war, it is destruction.

Except for a very small number of those who survived, all life forms were instantly overwhelmed, becoming members of the "legion" conquered by the "catastrophe of destruction," sharing the spoils of the superiors and becoming extensions of their consciousness and limbs.

The "conquered" life forms shimmer on other planets, squandering the power they received from the source and bringing new conquests.

The entire galaxy was stained crimson and pale by this efficient, rapid, and violent invasion, and continued to expand outward, while only Earth, which could be called the center of the universe, was still struggling.

The earth groaned under its unbearable burden, not the roar of tectonic plate friction, nor the tremors before a volcanic eruption, but a deeper, more desperate lament.

It is being invaded by Luke.

An invisible restraining force was suppressing Lu Ke's power, preventing the erosion from collapsing immediately. However, the difference in scale between an ant trying to shake a tree only slowed down the countdown to destruction by a minute or two.

In just a few dozen seconds, on a planetary scale, Gaia, representing Earth itself, had been eroded by one-third, and when all life was "conquered," the restraining force called Alaya, representing the subconscious of all humanity, had become a mere shell of its former self.

Only the lingering echoes that have not yet completely dissipated tell us that a few survivors still retain consciousness.

The negligible number of survivors are mostly concentrated in three places: the Clock Tower in London, England; the Atlas Court in the Atlas Mountains of Egypt; and the Wandering Sea in the North Atlantic.

The three holy sites of the magic world can almost represent the entire power of the magic world, encompassing 4.6 billion years of accumulation and prosperity, and containing countless trump cards and accumulated power.

Upon realizing this situation, Luke, who was invading "Gaia," withdrew a sliver of his consciousness and expressed his approval to the creature that had not yet submitted.

Then, a pale light, enough to petrify the entire planet, was blown towards the three holy sites of the magic world.

In less than a second, the defenses of the three holy lands, which had been struggling under the crimson light, were instantly breached, like candles extinguished in a cold wave.

The Clock Tower was completely destroyed, and all the magicians who had not yet been corrupted were turned into statues, along with the Sealed Designation and various trump cards that were all released when Crimson descended.

Despite being the most famous, the main reason why the Clock Tower became a holy site was largely due to the Second Magician, "Gemstone King" Kyshua Zelrich Schbein Augu. Apart from the Magic Marshal who often skipped work, the Clock Tower was actually the most vulnerable holy site.

Just before the entire base was petrified, a simple yet complex device in the Wandering Sea suddenly disappeared, allowing it to escape into the Sea of ​​Imaginary Numbers.

Lu Ke glanced sideways at the survival devices escaping into the imaginary space.

The only living creature inside is Nero Chaos, the tenth of the twenty-seven Dead Apostles.

This True Ancestor, located in the uniquely situated Sea of ​​Wandering, transformed himself into the "Sea of ​​Chaos." With his powerful willpower, he successfully withstood the invasion of the "Crimson" and, at the last moment before the "Pale" attack, seized the only survival device in an attempt to escape Earth.

Lu Ke stretched out his palm, ignoring all rules, and probed into the imaginary sea, which was unobservable and lacked temporal and spatial constraints, causing the entire imaginary sea to tremble.

A crimson energy storm raged, hot enough to evaporate even the gods, as the Imaginary Submarine was enveloped by an infinitely large hand and scooped up from the Sea of ​​Imaginary Numbers.

The bewildered and terrified True Ancestor raised his head and saw only a pair of eyes that seemed to stretch endlessly, enough to hold the stars and the sea, and a maddening celestial voice echoing in his ears.

"It turns out that the Wandering Sea had already been experimenting with imaginary space. Although it was rudimentary and crude, and couldn't compare to Chaldea's imaginary submarines, it still had some collectible value."

[Black Gun - Activation Complete!]

[Lifespan measurement needle, testing begins!]

[The scale of those whose true nature is unknown: ten million, fifty million, eighty million... *sizzle*... Unmeasurable... Repeated operation... Unable to resume.]

[Black gun body/paradoxical structure generation failed...]

[Death Counter/Life Distance Bullet Construction Failed, Conversion Failed... Activate Backup Plan]

[Atlas Academy's entire magical energy replenished... Fifth fictional element transformation...]

【emission!!!】

Just as Lu Ke finished putting away the original ancestor specimen and collection, he paused and stretched out his right hand to block in front of him.

The next second, a dangerous black beam of light, carrying an aura of decay, shot towards us from the direction of the Atlas Institute.

Without flashes of light or explosions, the jet-black beam of light defied the laws of physics. It had no speed, yet it reached its target the instant it left the barrel; it had no mass, yet it carried an absolute will to "hit the target."

Faced with the impending doom, Tsbia Eltnam Atlasia, the thirteenth of the Twenty-Seven Dead Apostles and the future adoptive father of Shion, who will join Chaldea, decisively summons "Black Lance," one of the seven legendary Mystic Codes that is said to be able to easily destroy the Earth.

With a mad determination, he transformed all the resources of the Atlas Institute into magic, unleashing a devastating attack. The black light engulfed Luke, causing those with "lifespan" to perish into eternity.

However, a black gun that cannot be deconstructed, whose true nature cannot be determined, and whose core cannot be hit is nothing more than a piece of scrap metal. It can barely be considered a super-large magic launching device, and it cannot even kill ordinary gods, let alone outer gods.

In the darkness that swallowed everything and brought all things to their end, Lu Ke, whose clothes were not even disheveled, revealed a slight smile.

Those iron-black eyes spanned half the globe, seeing the dean, his life force waning, preparing for a second "black shot" as he used his life as fuel.

"Although it's a meaningless persistence, it still deserves praise."

Lu Ke raised his hand, aimed at the last of the three holy sites, and gently pressed down.

"To put it another way, it means that while it is commendable, it is just meaningless persistence."

The air seemed to solidify, pressing down heavily, and the last sacred place turned into dust under the invisible pressure, becoming a remnant of history.

Just then, an encouraging male voice rang out.

"No, perseverance is meaningful!"

A dazzling light burst forth in the void, and seven figures exuding astonishing auras appeared in Lu Ke's field of vision. The leading man was handsome, full of vigor, and righteous.

The true wielder of the Holy Sword, Arthur Pandoragon, the male King Arthur, is not a Servant incarnation, but a true Heroic Spirit. Moreover, he has been granted the Grand Spirit Origin of the Saber class.

In this critical moment of life and death, the last remaining restraining force, "Gaia," finally lost its composure and, no longer concerned about the rules and the waste of resources, summoned all seven Grand Servants.

The Swordsman Arthur Pandoragon, the great hero Arash, the god Romulus, the perfect man Noah, the magic king Solomon, the old man of the mountain Hassan, and the "smoke mirror" Tescatlipoca.

Luke looked up at the seven Servants who had been given the title of "Grand Servant," and after glancing at Arash, who did not quite meet the selection criteria, he smiled, shook his head, and repeated himself.

"No, it's pointless, after all, you... are too weak."

A crimson flame suddenly erupted, an inferno powerful enough to incinerate everything, igniting the entire Earth and simultaneously setting the seven Grand Servants on the opposite side ablaze. But the next moment, the all-consuming crimson flame vanished abruptly. Smoke Mirror, the "Grand Berserker" who wielded the First Sun, sweat beaded on his forehead, his voice urgent:

We've already died once!

He shifted the events that were happening now, the ignition of the Earth and all the crowns, to three minutes later, a time that could not be delayed any longer.

Upon hearing this, all the Grand Masters became extremely serious, daring not to hesitate or be careless, and immediately took action.

A mist, symbolizing the unpredictability of fate, enveloped Luke, and the greatsword seized the opportunity to strike, aiming straight for his head. The speed was so fast that even space rippled, yet it was completely silent.

King Hassan's strikes are imbued with the concept of "death," capable of forcibly imbuing beings without the concept of "death" with death; however, they also possess a limit to their strength.

Even Tiamat, the mother of life, had to undergo layers of weakening before she could be forced to serve in the underworld and even had to relinquish her Grand Order. This level of "death" posed no threat to Luke.

Rather, the goddess who truly controls "death" is merely a plug-in for Luke in that world.

Amidst the raging onslaught, Luke casually flicked his fingers, effortlessly deflecting the deadly strike from the true holy sword, and then swung his five fingers forward.

"Wang Hassan, what does it mean to keep taking heads? Are you bound by fate? How laughable! Hand over your head!"

The world-slicing slash nearly beheaded the Assassin's origin, but at the last moment, King Hassan's body was magically transferred to another location.

Solomon, the King of Magic, said nothing. The Ten Commandments, symbolizing the King of Magic, lit up, and countless intricate magic circles converged. The most powerful summoning circle directly brought back the seventy-two demon gods, and countless black and red tentacles tightly bound Luke.

"The time of birth has come, so that all things may be corrected."

Countless rays of light converged behind him, forming a ring of light that surged with terrifying heat, carrying the force to drain the earth.

"Our arms can touch everything, open everything, tear everything apart, and will eventually reach the other side of the universe!"

Romulus Quirinus's voice, like the tolling of a bronze bell, bestowed layers of protection upon his teammates. "Holy Lance: Pseudo-Deployment" transformed into a pillar of light that pierced the heavens and the earth, its tip carrying the founding ideals of ancient Rome, piercing straight into Luke's heart.

Countless shadows appeared beneath the smoky mirror, its body transforming into a black sun. The dead rose from the ground under the black light, and the deity who governs life and death blurred the boundaries.

The colossal Noah's Ark was summoned, a treasure symbolizing the continuation of humanity as large as a mountain, rampaging with lightning, storms, and raptors on its hull.

Among the many Noble Phantasms, the most dazzling is still the Holy Sword, a Noble Phantasm created by the stars.

Although the sword in Saber's hand wasn't exactly fake, it was still just a Servant under the Holy Grail system, and the Noble Phantasm was only a part of the Servant. At this moment, the fully-powered Arthur Pandoragon was the one who repelled the "Star Vanguard" who had slaughtered all the gods, and was the true Holy Sword Wielder!
While the other Grand Orders launched their fierce attacks, Arash quickly moved away from the battlefield, silently drew his bow, veins bulging on his strong body, his blood boiling, and even the spirit origins of the Grand Orders began to shatter, preparing an extremely powerful attack.

"Wow, that's incredible. Seven Grand Masters attacking simultaneously is the standard for dealing with an adult 'Beast,' right? I've never seen anything like it before. It's like compressing the essence of human history into one place and then unleashing it..."

Amidst the release of numerous Grand Noble Phantasms, Luke, entangled by the Demon God Pillar, gazed at the scene before him and softly praised it, giving it the highest evaluation.

"It is indeed very beautiful and pleasing to the eye..."

"fireworks."

Lu Ke slowly uttered the last two evaluations, and an invisible wave began to spread from him, causing everything along the way to disappear—air, light, matter, information… without exception.

The Demon Pillars were devoured in the blink of an eye, followed closely by King Hassan, who was about to risk his Grand rank to forcibly impose the concept of "death."

The other Grand Masters were startled by this bizarre scene and unleashed their Noble Phantasms.

But everything vanished as Luke approached: the light of the Roman lance, the torrent of stars from the Holy Sword of Salvation, the light that corrected all things, Noah's Ark that continued the flame, and even the black sun.

Before they could even react, the Grand Orders disappeared without a chance to struggle. Only Arash, who was specially granted the Archer-class Grand Order, still existed because he was far from the battlefield.

“I know what your plan is, law enforcement, and what you want to do, but I must say it makes no sense…”

Luke glanced at Arash from afar, shook his head with a smile, and said, "You'll be my employee in just a few more seconds. Why offend your boss beforehand?"

Just now, he successfully devoured Gaia's last consciousness, and the two Valhalla controlled by the Counter Forces are being rapidly invaded and will soon completely change hands.

Arash gave a helpless smile. "We'll only know if we try. I can't give up until the very last moment. After all, I'm a hero."

"Good, as expected of my Bond Level 15 Servant!"

Lu Ke clapped lightly and gestured for him to proceed. "Just for those words, I won't stop you from self-destructing. I'll also add high-speed divine words and combat endurance to your Noble Phantasm's prerequisites."

"The second one is unnecessary."

Arash forced a stiff smile, took a deep breath, and drew the bowstring taut. However, instead of aiming at Luke, he turned his gaze towards the distance with the solemnity and fervor of the setting sun.

"My Lord, as radiant and holy as the sun, behold my sincere heart, my unwavering faith, and my mighty strength!"

"Behold, Creator of the stars and the moon! Witness my actions, my end, and the sacred dedication I will achieve!"

"Stell!"

Abandoning its crown position, a meteor shot out at breakneck speed at the cost of its life, tearing space apart and dissolving everything in its path. It traversed half the Earth, crossed the Atlantic Ocean, and aimed precisely at a certain direction in South America.

That place is called Crystal Valley, inhabited by planet devourers called ORT, a hidden boss even more terrifying than the final boss, a UO (the strongest life form on a planet) from the depths of the universe, the Oort Cloud!!

The annihilating power pierced the outer shell of the ORT, releasing the metabolism of cosmic creatures. The surging energy fluctuations disrupted Crystal Valley, melting out a deep crater surrounding the behemoth.

Arash's body transformed into starlight, and although he had achieved his goal, he looked astonished.

Because nothing happened.

Despite having its outer shell pierced and even its main body suffering some damage, the ORT remained dormant, showing no signs of activation.

"Why...it shouldn't be like this..."

"You can't wake someone who's pretending to be asleep, and the same goes for ORT."

Luke's figure had appeared in front of ORT without anyone noticing. He gently tapped the massive body of Galactus and smiled at Arash, who was about to dissipate.

"Wanting to wake up the ORT and make Him fight me is indeed an interesting idea, but have you considered a possibility..."

"So, this thing is only good as a snack for me?"

(End of this chapter)