Simulate the universe, starting with speedrunning Greek.

When the group reappeared, they were in a pile of ruins.

The first to succumb, just as the attack dissipated and the Reality Marble shattered, were the Conqueror King and his Master—

At this moment, Waver, the Master of the Conqueror King, looked at everything in horror.

Dead...!

They're all dead!

Even in the previous massive wars, no one was injured or killed, which once gave Waver the illusion that the Holy Grail War wouldn't be so easy to kill people. It wasn't until this moment that he personally experienced the cruelty of war.

His teacher, Kenneth, died right in front of him, and now there's not even a trace left.

Who?

The suffocatingly powerful attack he had just witnessed even made him despair, reminding him of the hundreds of millions of light bands in the Grand Time God Temple.

Even if it's not that terrifying, the devastating impact on their fragile flesh and blood bodies is still the same!

The result of this hostile attack was that the heroic spirits were completely unable to remain unscathed.

Whether they originally wanted to provoke the Outer Gods or not, now the Outer Gods are unwilling to let them go.

Clearly, because the process of the complete descent far exceeded that of the Salem Singularity, Abby's self-awareness and self-control had become extremely weak. His nature, which was being invaded by the Outer Gods of the Moon World, began to influence him, and he wanted to destroy something!

However, perhaps the kindness in her heart was suppressed for a long time, which prevented her from taking immediate action even though she wanted to destroy the world. But the suppression needed to be released, so she could only target the most conspicuous heroic spirits, who were like torches in the darkness.

Most importantly—Abigail hates the aura of those Heroic Spirits, whose Spirit Origins are composed of the same nature as Gilles de Rais who summoned her.

Chapter 151 King Hassan was looking at Baimao, but his god was looking at him.

This caused the entire planet's continental plates to shake, and the oceans to continuously surge with violent waves!

It was like the moment before the end of the world.

Something terrible has descended from beyond the planet, from beyond the universe!

At this moment, even without the mental projection that could be seen by the whole world as before, the indiscriminate malice and the chilling feeling of cold sweats caused by the aura of the Outer God's descent made them aware of the existence of "Abigail Williams".

Its soul aura is incredibly vast, like the sun in the sky, possessing an overwhelming presence that is impossible for humans to ignore.

And there is also—purely—a vast will that every living being can sense, a will to bring suffering to all life in the world.

Life is too short; sorrow and joy are fleeting, but pain—pain can be eternal.

Eternity is happiness, and to bestow happiness upon all mankind is Abigail's goodness; to bestow salvation upon all mankind—this is the manifestation of a young girl born a Puritan, a believer in God, and her devotion to Him.

Even a saint would be moved to tears upon seeing this, and cry with emotion.

Undoubtedly, Abigail was originally a good and obedient child, but after being liberated and possessing the power of the Outer God, her personality will undergo changes that she cannot predict.

Her kindness will therefore be slightly deflected and manifested in other ways.

Even the most wicked people in this world deserve praise for their professionalism!

Just like the Black Grail, if the goal is to save the world and bring peace, why not simply wipe out all of humanity? Wouldn't that make the world peaceful and free of conflict?

Kiritsugu Emiya, who was suffering from the trolley problem and had lost his Master status but not completely, and still secretly kept Saber's Command Seals, felt a chill run down his spine.

Perhaps because he hadn't experienced the Holy Grail War's ultimate trolley problem, even though he had just sold his own Heroic Spirit Solomon—no, Goetia's Kiritsugu Emiya—he still thought Caster's death was a good thing.

And now—another Caster has arrived in Tokyo. That guy might not even be as strong as someone who licks the butt of the Demon King, but he's far more evil and heretical.

And what he produced made Kiritsugu Emiya tremble with fear!

That was a crisis powerful enough to destroy the world! Although his body was instinctively terrified, he had to act!

It's rare that since the scale of this Holy Grail War was abnormal from the very beginning, his little assistant, Kuon Maiya, hasn't had a chance to appear. And this time, she's not needed in a war of this scale, so he doesn't have to help Kuon Maiya, who is such a troublemaker as Emiya Kiritsugu, save her life again.

Meanwhile, Kiritsugu Emiya had already ordered Saber to ignore Irisviel and go with the rest of the group to defeat the terrifying being that had descended.

Even if it's just a child's appearance, let alone being possessed by some terrifying thing, even if it's a real child, as long as it threatens the safety of the world, it will die!

"Saber—! Command her with a Command Spell, unleash her Noble Phantasm to the maximum extent! Buy time for the King of Heroes and the others!" Having witnessed the war between god-level Heroic Spirits, he realized that against enemies of this scale, the King of Heroes could at most only fight against the support role played by Emiya Kiritsugu.

Unaware of the special nature of the Star Sword, he was ready to use his Servant as bait to buy time for the others.

And remarkably, this time his order did not incur the Knight King's displeasure.

Even the King of Knights wouldn't be so saintly as to regard the one in the center of the battlefield as an ordinary child!

So—having just arrived at the battlefield alone, without hesitation—Artoria immediately unleashed her Noble Phantasm!

"Ex—calibur!!!" A torrent of light roared out, Boom! The beam of light from the holy sword struck Abigail directly.

Perhaps because it was facing an enemy that threatened the world, the beam of the Star Sword released a slight amount of its original power, and the power of that power even made the other heroic spirits who arrived one after another tremble.

Even the top-tier Servants like Gilgamesh, who possessed EX-rank Extra Noble Phantasms, were somewhat surprised, as the power of that sword was now almost infinitely close to the unleashed power of Ea.

But—Bang!

The pillar of light was instantly engulfed by an even more vast, galaxy-like radiance, and countless tentacles of light swirled and rose around Abigail. The materialized magical light transformed into a massive tentacle wall, blocking all the starlight from the outside world.

Perhaps it's because there are too many Holy Sword Wielders in this universe, and compared to the current Artoria, there are at least two, no—three (Grand Sword, Grand Spear, Grand Savior) who are more qualified to be called true Holy Sword Wielders, which is why Artoria is unaware of and has not unsealed the true power of the Holy Sword.

After witnessing the unscathed Abigail after unleashing a Noble Phantasm—the invincible light that was unstoppable, whose divine might even the Conqueror King, whose power was derived from Zeus, dared not directly confront—was rendered utterly useless for the first time.

Artoria: "!! How could this be? It didn't even take any damage..."

That was clearly her strongest attack!

The next moment, a malicious force attacked him, and before he could react, bang!

Artoria's body was struck as if by something invisible, and she was sent flying backwards. With a loud crash, a building was smashed and collapsed.

Rather than saying that Artoria's petite body smashed the building, it would be more accurate to say that the force that erupted from the point of impact on her body destroyed the building.

With just one blow, the Knight King was covered in blood and unable to rise again...

Sitting atop the wheel of divine might, watching this horrifying scene alongside the King of Conquerors, Waver trembled as he looked at the Knight King, who lay motionless in the dust, his life hanging in the balance, covered in blood. "What a joke! That's the ever-victorious King of Great Britain!" he exclaimed.

It was so easy...

Iskandar's expression suddenly turned serious: "Boy, it seems this is the end of the road. From now on, I will have to walk this path alone!"

Webber: "What? Rider, what are you going to do?"

These past few days, my interactions with Iskandar, this forthright and generous man, have perhaps been a twist of fate. Even though this master-servant duo has had almost no presence in this Holy Grail War, despite being a historically renowned conqueror, they have somehow ended up in this extraordinary and unprecedented war.

Waver was gradually drawn to his charisma, and perhaps it was because he couldn't provide much magic and his talent as a magician was too ordinary that the King of Conquerors failed to shine in this special Holy Grail War.

Waver actually felt a little guilty about this. If the other party's Master had been Kenneth, perhaps the King of Conquerors would have had a stronger stat line and would have shone brightly, no less than Gilgamesh and Ozymandias. At the same time, Kenneth would not have died because the Servant was too weak and failed to protect him.

(Brush Bro: ...!!! Who are you calling weak?)

Based on his understanding of the King of Conquerors over the past few days, Waver wouldn't be the type to abandon his Master and run away at such a crucial moment. He had never considered this possibility before, and now he was only pondering what "Rider" truly meant.

Although—Iskandar: "Boy—! There's something I haven't asked you yet..."

Just as Iskandar realized that the enemy possessed terrifying strength—capable of killing Brush and several Masters with a single blow, and seemingly 'eliminating' King Arthur's inability to rise again with a second strike—he realized that the enemy's power was immense.

This battle is most likely to be my last since joining the Holy Grail War.

He had to seize the opportunity to ask the questions he hadn't had a chance to ask yet.

Given his personality, he should have started recruiting vassals everywhere in the Holy Grail War long ago, but due to various circumstances, he never had the opportunity. Even though he regretted not having the chance to recruit some Heroic Spirits as vassals, he still wanted to recruit this little Master he admired as his vassal.

Regardless of the fact that this side was practically making final arrangements, on the other side—

Since the Holy Grail War officially began, apart from the initial battle with Night, King Hassan, who has only recently reappeared in the city, is looking towards the center of the battlefield.

'This is getting more and more troublesome—' If he can't regain his Assassin-class Grand rank, he will have little chance of intervening in the battles to come.

Fortunately, he has found Hassan, who has come into this generation.

The soul fire flickered within King Hassan's skull mask. Unbeknownst to him, not far behind him, someone else was watching him, just as King Hassan was looking in the direction where 'Hundred Faces' was hidden.

Night looked at the old man for the first time in a long time. His memories of him came from the spirit origin of the Heroic Spirit Night. If he remembered correctly, King Hassan was a believer, right?

Chapter 152 Voluntary Death, the Divine Will of Redemption—Mysterious and Awe-inspiring!

Hassan al-Sabah, and the assassination order he founded, were a group of Muslims.

They believe in Allah, the supreme and unique being of the universe, the sovereign and worthy of worship, as described in the Quran.

From a historical theological perspective, the God worshipped by Christianity and Islam should be the same God. The best proof is that Gabriel is simultaneously an angel existing in Christ, Judaism, and Islam.

The priesthoods were almost identical, and Mohammed also acknowledged Jesus as a prophet of God.

Therefore, it is not wrong to say that the Lord and the Sangha are one from beginning to end.

Although their interpretations of myths, doctrines, and classics differ, new myths often need to be innovative in order to break free from the constraints of established frameworks.

Jesus accomplished this; with the help of Rome's power, the myth of the one God was born.

Regardless of the existence of the Death Angel, or the Islamic term for 'Lord' and its similar description, the King Hassan of the Moon World likely worshipped the Dove God.

Since he worships the God of Pigeons, things get interesting—this old man couldn't possibly have missed the grand spectacle of the Grand Temple of Time a few days ago.

At this moment, Ye was also curious about... what was Wang Hassan's attitude towards him now?

Meanwhile—completely unaware of the presence of night, King Hassan had already found a clone of Hundred Faces hiding in the shadows, too afraid to step into the center of the battlefield, and only able to lament his own incompetence.

Like a traveler strolling in a secluded valley, he was silent—until he came up behind Bai Mao, the only female among Bai Mao with purple hair and a ponytail, and the leader of Bai Mao, had no idea what was happening.

Grand Hassan's ability to conceal his presence was so great that he couldn't be found even in the Great Composite Temple of Radiance, the home turf of Ramses II, where Ramses II was practically an omnipotent being. He was openly beheaded more than once while talking to the Chaldea group.

Among the Heroic Spirits, the only one with even greater stealth abilities is Kyonobu, who is not Hassan but is even more like Hassan—a contemporary of the Hundred Faces, but because she mastered all the skills of the previous Hassan, she was suppressed by the jealous elders and thus failed to obtain the name Hassan.

Finally—when King Hassan revealed himself and made the heavy clattering sound of his armor clashing as he walked.

Sensing someone was behind her, the beautiful boss lady suddenly got goosebumps!

Hassan Sabah was caught off guard when the enemy had already reached his back before he realized what was happening.

No—she simply didn't realize it. If the other party hadn't revealed themselves, she still wouldn't have noticed!

What a tremendous disgrace!

She accepted that she wasn't even qualified to step onto the battlefield in the final stage of the Holy Grail War because of her lack of strength.

However, they were completely outmatched in their core skills, which was an utter disgrace.

But after hearing the familiar chime of the bell and the dignified voice of the old man, the last memory of his life suddenly struck him.

"Is it the Hundred Faces? What have you accumulated with countless wisdoms? The desire of a hundred souls to seize the one true truth? Fool. Hand over your head."

"Yes—!! My lord!" Without the slightest hesitation, upon hearing those familiar words, Bai Mao, whose identity had been recognized, showed no anger or fear. Instead, she knelt down obediently, her eyes brimming with tears.