Dimensional Invasion: I Can Fish for All Heavens

Chapter 216 Saber has been summoned; Are you my Master?

John Coulson, the current director of S.H.I.E.L.D., stared incredulously at Wilson in front of him.

He knew how monstrous Ye Xuan was. According to the Great Xia's assessment of the strength of superhumans and holders of celestial treasures, among all the countries in the world, only the Great Xia had produced a fifth-tier being. This Ye Xuan, due to his own talent and the celestial treasures he obtained, possessed strength comparable to a sixth-tier being.

It can be said that in the future, this guy will be the subject of their most important research, even more so than Zhong Shanhai, who obtained the "Morac template".

And now you're telling me that a monster with even greater potential than Ye Xuan has been born in the Great Xia Dynasty!

"Yes, Director."

Wilson said in a serious tone.

"The other party is a dimensional life form from another world. In the setting, her upper limit is extremely high, at least reaching the multiverse level."

"Multiverse level? What does that equate to in the Marvel universe?"

Coulson frowned.

Using Marvel characters as analogies would make it easier for him to understand.

Wilson pondered for a moment and replied:
"Equivalent to the five gods, or Thanos wielding six Infinity Stones."

"Movie?"

"Of course, it's comics."

Wilson looked helpless.

Can the fighting power in the movie and the comics be the same? Besides, there aren't any five great gods in the movie.

A silence fell over the room.

Coulson's expression was rather grim.

How the hell are we supposed to catch up? They're cheating!
Possessing the potential equivalent to Thanos, one of the five cosmic beings and possessing six Infinity Stones from the comics, who would still be ruling on Earth if they had that kind of power? They would have already gone to the universe to rule over other territories.

Unless their beacon also descends upon a dimensional life form that will reach the multiverse level in the future, let alone catch up with it, it's uncertain whether the other party will even glance at them in the future.

"Well, the good news is that the other party is a magical girl, very kind, and will only protect without causing harm, so she poses no threat to us."

Wilson said reassuringly.

"What kind of good news is this?"

Coulson rolled his eyes.

Who wants their competitor to be doing well?

Watching your opponent succeed is harder to accept than failing yourself.

Even if it doesn't affect them, this alone is enough to make them uncomfortable.

"Is there still no one who possesses a treasure from the heavens willing to join?"

Coulson rubbed his temples, his tone tinged with suppressed frustration.

"No."

Wilson shook his head.

"Moreover, a mysterious force seems to have emerged among the common people, which specializes in recruiting people with superpowers who have reached the third level."

"Those who were unwilling to join basically all died."

Coulson frowned.

Another problem.

"Currently, we have not found any useful information about this force. We can only confirm that their leader's nickname is 'Cao Cao'."

Wilson continued.

"Cao Cao?"

"Are they from Great Xia?"

Wilson shook his head:
"It's uncertain. It could be international students who didn't return to China after the Reiki revival for special reasons, or it could be one of us from Lighthouse."

After all, before the spiritual energy revival, their country had an unparalleled attraction for talents from all over the world; but given the current situation, the other party's approach is clearly not very friendly.

"check."

Coulson snorted coldly and said in an icy tone:
“Use all available resources to find out who this ‘Cao Cao’ is, who his faction consists of, whether there are any holders of the treasures of the heavens, and whether it is possible for us to use him.”

"clear."

The British Empire, the Royal Court.

Time waits for no one.

Queen Elizabeth stood by the window, gazing at the gloomy sky outside, her voice low and weary.

"As we have been unable to find someone who can pull the sword out of the stone, the gap between us and those countries has widened considerably without us even realizing it."

"Not to mention Great Xia, Lighthouse, and the Russian Bear, even the Gallic Rooster has come ahead of us."

"Joan of Arc, after being betrayed, chose to protect them once again."

"Her willpower is truly admirable."

There was an indescribable complexity in her tone, mostly envy for the French; she turned around and her gaze fell on the girl in front of her.

Victoria Windsor, a young genius from a collateral branch of the royal family, is also the only known holder of the All-Heavens character template in the British Empire.

"Although we still have the upper hand in the war against the mutated creatures, this advantage has become very small."

"Every war brings too many casualties."

"And this is because we gave birth to many third-tier ability users during the second spiritual energy tide."

"Without those superhumans, our casualties would continue to rise."

"However, superhumans cannot become a faith. This era needs an eternal king who can lead us forward."

The Queen's voice was filled with deep worry, and her somewhat aged gaze looked directly into the girl's eyes.

"So go do it, Windsor."

"Use the power within your template to bring our King Arthur to life!"

Victoria Windsor took a deep breath, knelt on one knee, placed her right hand on her chest, and solemnly promised:
"Your Majesty, please rest assured. I will definitely complete the summoning ritual and bring our King Arthur back to this era!"

Then, under the expectant gaze of Queen Elizabeth, Victoria Windsor slowly walked to the center of the royal court—where the sword in the stone, along with its base, was placed intact in the very center of the Heroic Spirit Summoning Circle.

Windsor looked at the array before her, her heart heavy.

"If I were in the land of cherry blossoms, given the template I obtained and the connection between it and Shirou Emiya, I would have the highest probability of summoning him."

"But I don't need Shirou Emiya, and I am not Rin Tohsaka. I possess the most perfect catalyst: the Sword in the Stone!"

"Even though it's not the Holy Grail War now, given the special nature of the real world, it's not impossible for me to summon it."

Her gaze hardened, her fingers clenched into a fist. For the future of the British Empire, she had to summon King Arthur into reality!
Victoria Windsor raised her hand, and magic gathered in her palm, transforming into dazzling light.

She recited aloud:
[Announcement]

Its base is made of silver and iron, and its foundation is made of stone and the great covenant of the covenant.

The surging winds are blocked by four walls, closing the doors on all sides.

Release yourself from the crown and wander at the crossroads leading to the kingdom.

The magic circle suddenly lit up, and the runes shone brightly like stars.

[Be full! Be full! Be full! Be full! Be full!]

[The cycle repeats itself, then five times; however, the moment of fullness is the moment of abandonment.]

A torrent of magic converged at the center of the magic circle, and the sword in the stone trembled slightly, as if responding to a summons.

【Announcement!】

Your body rests under my command, my fate rests on your sword.

[If you wish to obey the Holy Grail's call, and follow this will and reason, then you shall answer it.]

I hereby swear an oath.

I am the one who accomplishes all good deeds in this world, and I am the one who spreads all evil in this world.

【You are the guardian of Libra, bound by the three great incantations for seven days, originating from the Wheel of Restraint.】

"boom--!"

In an instant, a blinding light erupted, and the entire royal court was enveloped in holy radiance.

The sword in the stone trembled violently, and then...

"Zheng!"

A clear, crisp sword cry resounded through the sky.

As the light gradually faded, Victoria's gaze refocused.

And in front of her.

A blond knight clad in silver-blue armor stood silently.

"Servant Saber, summoned as I have been called."

The knight raised his head, his emerald eyes as clear and resolute as lake water.

"Just ask——"

"Are you my Master?"

Gaul, the front line.

On the smoke-filled battlefield, tattered flags fluttered in the wind.

The warriors gripped their weapons tightly, their eyes fixed on the mutated beast horde surging towards them like a tidal wave. Their roars tore through the air, their claws carved deep furrows in the ground, and the earth trembled at their sheer numbers.

Under the onslaught of the beast tide, they experienced both victory and defeat; but regardless of victory or defeat, the fear of death lingered in their hearts.

But this time, they didn't feel that way, because at the very front of the battle formation, a figure stood as firm as a mountain.

She was clad in silver-white armor, her spear transforming into a banner in the light, and her long golden hair shone as brightly as the sun.

This legendary heroine, the girl who led them to victory during the Hundred Years' War, the saint who was consumed by flames but lives on forever in the hearts of the people, now stands before them, leading them to resist the mutated beast tide!

"Warriors!"

Joan of Arc's voice was not loud, but it clearly reached everyone's ears, as if carrying some kind of divine power, instantly calming restless hearts.

“I know what you fear: the fangs of monsters, blood and death, and a war with no end in sight.”

"But please remember."

"Fear will not protect you, and retreat will not save your home!"

She gripped the flagpole of the battle flag with both hands, and a holy light began to flow from her fingers, climbing up the flagpole.

"Look behind us! There are our compatriots, our relatives, and our loved ones!"

"Today, we are not fighting to survive!"

"So that the morning bells of Gaul may never again be drowned out by the roars of monsters!"

"So that our descendants can proudly say that our ancestors ended this dark age!"

"Perhaps that day is still far away, and perhaps we will need to go through countless wars to achieve it."

"But this day will eventually come!"

As Joan of Arc spoke, the battle flag in her hand burst forth with dazzling golden light, like the rising sun, dispelling all the gloom on the battlefield.

"The Lord is with us."

"And I will always stand with you, until the moment dawn breaks."

She suddenly raised the battle flag high, and all eyes were focused on the shining flag and on the saint standing at the forefront.

"Now, Gallic warriors!"

"Follow me, charge!"

(End of this chapter)