I, Fujimaru Ritsuka, am back with a max-level character!

Dr. Roman exclaimed excitedly, "You could say she's a goddess [Atalanta]!"

Blue and red hues swirled around the girl's body, covered by a thin veil that revealed her fair skin more than usual, perhaps due to the power of the moon goddess.

She only covered her chest, thighs, and feet.

A layer of golden light, almost like a flesh-colored apron, was spread out.

Its smooth, jade-like texture embodies both beauty and nobility.

Calmness and madness, light and evil, the girl's eyes seemed to gleam with silver light, possessing the courage and power to destroy everything.

"Gilgamesh, give me the bow."

Atalanta's cold, sharp voice was like that of a true goddess; she carried the glory of all the heroes on the southern ship, a radiance that even Young Flash felt a sense of awe from.

Young Flash didn't want to admit that his cool factor had dropped compared to Atalanta. He quickly brought the hilts of his twin swords together, and a golden energy thread connected the sharp tips of the swords.

Young Flash threw the bow and sword, and Enki instantly transformed into a dazzling light like a shooting star. Although the Heavenly Bow was powerful, it was not enough to unleash world-destroying power.

call out---!

Atalanta's hand speed was even faster than Enki's, who moved like a shooting star. It felt as if the sword had spontaneously entered Atalanta's hand.

"I have now grasped the future in my hands!"

Humanity's fascination with heroes has never ceased throughout history. Some heroes possess extraordinary power, some possess unwavering will, and some possess inner faith.

The origin of this ideal is prayer.

The desire to protect oneself, the belief to safeguard one's family... so even if the road ahead is full of thorns, even if the future is one of physical and mental breakdown.

This ideal is to become someone's strength, to protect someone's heart...

It will also open up a new future.

Atalanta [Future Type].

Or rather, Super Hypa Atalanta.

Dr. Roman: "In this powerful state, even Atalanta would only be able to land a single blow!"

Leonardo da Vinci: "But she did it anyway... no, or rather, the sacrifice of the entire Argonauts' heroes... even someone like Jason didn't hesitate to offer himself as a sacrifice—"

"..."

I almost forgot.

I gave a wry smile before I realized what was happening.

The salvation of humanity was once a story filled with love and hope, a story of reclaiming the future.

"Everyone on the Argo—" For the first time, Mash felt that sometimes, there are things in this world more precious than life.

"My name is Atalanta! The strongest huntress of Calydon, and... one of the heroes of the glorious Argo. Now, let us proclaim our will to the world!"

Between the hilt of a sharp sword.

Shining with the will of heroes.

Countless lines converged along the blooming purple magic circle, forming scorching arrows.

The arrowheads gleamed with a light as dazzling as the sun.

The arrow, formed from the convergence of shimmering starlight, guides the way forward.

The arrow fletching, burning with a raging fire, blazing with the will called freedom.

Immediately afterwards, the arrow that shone with the light of hope split into nine phantoms in an instant.

"Argo, unleash all Noble Phantasms—!"

Tear the sky apart, and pave the way for the stars!

The sacred body drew back the longbow called hope with all its might.

No matter what, humanity, we... must always keep moving forward!

My body is breaking down.

The arm is shattering.

The girl, surrounded by red and blue light, bled as she struggled with all her might to pull open the door to hope.

It hurts, it hurts, it hurts!

The pain was so intense I couldn't breathe, so unbearable.

The unprecedented pain stimulated Atalanta's body, which had long been pushed to its limit. The desperate battle had left everyone exhausted.

but....

Heroes cannot desert their posts in the face of battle!

"You are the hope that will pierce through calamity—! [Shooting Argo Ortygia]"

Thinking back, what am I fighting for?

Because she was abandoned in the wilderness as a child and suffered greatly, she decided to protect all the children in the world.

This may be a very foolish and naive dream.

Perhaps it will never be achieved, a distant dream.

Even so, if one day... this land can once again see a future where children laugh with joy.

There is a reason to risk these insignificant lives!

Therefore, this future is definitely not wishful thinking!

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Saw.

Saw.

I witnessed the glory of the heroes, and once again I saw... the resolve to continue the hope and the future.

The gathered prayers will eventually become the shining stars of new life, transforming into a path of radiant light.

Captain Kirshtalia, you're wrong.

Humans are weak, powerless, and fragile.

However, the weak also have their own means of survival.

Even imperfect creatures, former enemies, or complete strangers... supporting each other can create amazing miracles.

Fujimaru looked at his hands, and then at the dazzling light that shot into the sky.

Then, he took Mash's hand beside him.

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This is the awakening of humankind!

Chapter Ninety-Three: The Final Farewell

Shoot down a hundred heads. Archery skills.

The Radiant Ship that Tears Through the Sky

Manipulative Repair

Hymn of the Two Gods

A dazzling arrow from the sky

Fly, my golden wings!

The Moon Goddess's Love Arrow

......

All of them gathered their power and condensed it into the arrow of destruction in Atalanta's hand.

Nine arrows transformed into golden light, instantly shattering the flowing calamity and piercing the dark yet sturdy outer shell of Pandora's Box.

Then, everything was destroyed.

How could something like this possibly hinder a hero's progress?

Blasted.

The concept of an entire world was shattered by the heroes' indomitable will.

That endless void, containing calamity, that despairing inner world, was instantly blasted into fragments.

Countless sludge-like masses were conquered and purified, the dark sky began to slowly shrink, and the azure blue began to return to the ocean.

......

"They did it, senior. Atalantasan... Jasonsan and the others did it!"

"That's the heroic posture that breaks through the future."

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The goddess-like girl no longer felt sacred; as she unleashed her divine power, she brought her body to the brink of destruction.

"Sister Ata..." Ilya clutched her chest, about to say something, when she realized that she was beginning to turn into golden light.

"As expected... Pandora's Box is just a projection of this world. Even if it is destroyed, that world cannot save the world."

Gilgamesh curled the corners of his mouth, closed his eyes, and his small body continued to dissipate with the golden light.

"Then I will await the fruits of your labor in the final future."

The Servants began to disappear one after another.

"Ahhh, is it finally over?"

The girl, whose body was covered in bright red blood, breathed a sigh of relief as she watched the sky begin to turn blue.

The pain in that instant felt longer than ten thousand years; the violent power seemed to be about to burst her body, pushing her spiritual foundation to its limit.