Having traversed countless realms, can you possibly be as clever as me?

Fujimaru Ritsuka shouted, then activated her Command Spell to strengthen Mash's body.

But this is still a drop in the ocean, or even completely useless. The bombardment of creation, amplified by the Holy Grail, is far beyond Mash's ability to withstand.

After all, she is not yet the future Holy Knight, Lord Matou, and she cannot even fully unleash her Noble Phantasm.

Just when it seemed Mashu was about to be overwhelmed, her shield intact but she herself was doomed—

A wisp of red fabric appeared above their heads.

Don't be afraid, kid, your idol is here!

—No, it's not my idol who's here, it's my idol Lily!

"Caster, help me!!!"

Shirou Emiya, who had rushed back to this chaotic scene, stepped forward to block the attack that was powerful enough to evaporate the entire city of Fuyuki.

It was neither his physical body nor his unactivated Reality Marble. What emerged from Shirou Emiya's body was a magnificent scabbard inlaid with striking blue enamel on golden metal.

It emerged from Shirou's body, and then, under Medea's control, its characteristics as a Noble Phantasm were activated.

Avalon, the distant ideal land

In the blink of an eye, the scabbard disintegrated into countless tiny parts that unfolded in the air, and the opened scabbard instantly transformed into a barrier that 'blocked' the way.

This is not a simple physical or magical defense, but a miraculous technique that reaches the realm of magic, creating a field that blocks all physical and even dimensional interference.

This was originally a Noble Phantasm that could only be used to protect oneself, but Medea twisted its form in another way.

Tsurugi saw that the disposable paper (holy) cup that Saint Jesus had just given her was emitting an eerie light in her hand.

Is it a miracle or a wish? How did this Noble Phantasm transform from protecting oneself into a 'barrier' that can be opened?

Hey, you big guy, why are you aiding the enemy?!

Or is it that you love humans so much that you don't want me to kill them all?

"Gah—I don't know what you mean, but that won't do! Even if you're the Holy Son, even if you're my brother, don't try to influence my mind!"

The bombardment, powerful enough to destroy a city, flashed, tore apart, and finally vanished before Shirou Emiya's eyes.

"You made a pact, and then you betrayed it? Witch."

Tsugumi was naturally very dissatisfied with this result. He looked at Medea, who had returned, and said in a harsh voice...

"..."

Medea remained silent, her body trembling slightly beneath her hood. If she could, she would absolutely not want to come back and cause any more trouble, but she simply couldn't resist the persistent Emiya Shirou beside her.

He couldn't accept the idea of ​​abandoning the entire city of Fuyuki, leaving his classmates and others to escape and eke out a living.

Faced with Shirou Emiya's persistent and obsessive demands, Medea ultimately had no choice but to compromise.

They returned to this hell on earth.

"Don't worry, I left your little Master where she was. She wanted to come along, but I didn't give in to her."

Noticing Hercules's gaze, Medea suppressed her fear of being stared at by a great demon and feigned calmness.

“Here, at least for now, that brat and I can protect you—but only you.”

"Hahahaha, whatever, whatever the hell doesn't matter!"

Dongjiang laughed wildly and waved his hand. He didn't care about any of that. One more or two more was just as much as he wanted. He didn't care about any of that!

“Mr. Tsugumi, you…”

Emiya Shirou said something very protagonist-like, but Tsugumi's TV screen remained displaying a Wi-Fi (X) icon.

"Sorry, my internet connection just dropped. I didn't hear a word you said. What did you say?"

Tsugumi, perched atop her cannon, rolled her eyes at Shirou Emiya.

"Besides, I don't want to hear it. What the hell is all this nonsense at a time like this?!"

"...No matter what, I will stop you!"

Emiya Shirou uttered a line typical of a passionate male protagonist.

"You?" Tsurugi laughed as if amused, then took out a Holy Grail and pressed it to his chest.

"But I don't need to waste my time here with you guys! I have so many more people who deserve to be killed!"

Loading, filling, and done!

The shelling intensified once more!

—But the target wasn't them, it was the sky, it was other regions!

"Yeah, come and stop me, but I'm not fucking planning to waste my time here with you guys! Do you really think I'm some kind of boss who's determined to fight you to the death?"

Tsurugi gave them the middle finger and mocked them.

Dealing with Avalon wasn't impossible, but it would consume too much unnecessary time and deplete the Holy Grail at her disposal. And compared to dealing with these guys who at least didn't annoy Tsugumi and were simply a nuisance, Tsugumi discovered another group of people who were even more deserving of death!

Let's kill these things first, and as for what's in front of us, once Laoye finishes the purification, all problems will be solved!

Let's put the tough nuts aside for now—instead, let's show our skills to others right in front of them!

"You know what? I don't want anything right now, I don't care about anything! To hell, magician, counterforce, and all that other weird stuff, to hell with it all!!!"

"Since they don't want to obediently accept my brother's purification, then they can all fucking die!!!"

Tsurugi rode atop that giant cannon, looked at them, and laughed wildly while raising his middle finger!

"Attention, he's about to launch—"

boom!!!!

The giant cannon made of pure magic was fired again, but this time its target was no longer them, but the sky, but the entire world!

"Stella—hahahahaha!"

The light soared into the sky, ascended into the stratosphere, and then transformed into a shower of countless meteors, carrying with them the metal materialized from the Holy Grail as they fell. Tsugumi laughed wildly and started the live broadcast, and the targets of these bombardments were none other than almost all the important facilities around the world!

The Japanese Diet Building, the Eighth Fleet Naval Base, the White House, Big Ben, Downing Street, the Kremlin—

Most of these buildings were instantly reduced to ashes by this sudden and terrifying bombardment!

And those among them—politicians, officials, or other members of the upper class, those who reside in the oppressive system of human society and reject or even oppose Jesus' purification—

Every single one of them, leave no one alive, die!

Now Shirou Emiya can't stop him. His scabbard might be able to protect himself and the people around him from death. It's really disgusting for Tsugumi, but that's about it.

If you can't take me down, can't you just not fight? Besides, it's not that important for Tsuruga to kill these people who can't stop him anyway.

Rather than saying he's the boss who's intercepting others, he'd rather take down those stubborn, unyielding bastards who refuse to accept change than the heroes who challenge him!

Emiya Shirou and his group were anxious, but they were truly powerless to stop Tsugumi's actions of expanding her export operations.

Tsugumi is squandering the Holy Grail in an extremely extravagant manner, and all she is doing is to vent her anger and cause destruction!

All he had to do was use himself to eliminate all those in the world who rejected the goodwill of Jesus Christ and wanted to fight back.

For no reason other than I'm happy and I'm content!

This group of people had already enjoyed worldly pleasures, and now they reject this kind of 'universal harmony.' Tsugumi didn't want to understand their theories or discuss any social philosophy nonsense with them—

The fastest and safest way to deal with such people is through physical elimination.

Kill them, just kill their mothers and that's it!

"Hahahaha! How about that? At this rate, this world will definitely become a Lostbelt!"

Dongjiang laughed maniacally, his expression both ferocious and terrifying against the backdrop of the ruins of those important government buildings.

"What's the point of all this?!" Fujimaru Ritsuka demanded.

"Meaning?" Tsugumi looked at Fujimaru Ritsuka and laughed wildly.

"The point is, I'm fucking supporting my good brother, my good friend Saint! He's going to use his methods to save you bastards, and make you, especially that damned bastard behind you, the warden, into normal people!"

With a wave of his hand, another image appeared, showing nuclear weapons ready to be launched!

This is clearly not something that governments of ordinary people would do anymore.

Because in all the images, even Downing Street was bombed into ruins, with only Big Ben standing there!

However, the illusion concealed by the magical barrier has been torn away, revealing its true form.

The clock tower, the one near Big Ben, that resembles the Magic Association.

They were the only ones who survived the attack, and before that, they were the ones who had taken control of these nuclear weapons! These magicians, in order to save themselves and protect themselves, planned to activate these nuclear weapons and send them flying to destroy Fuyuki City!

"Magicians, you're the world's STD!"

Tsurugi raised his middle finger at the clock tower in the image, and also at the terrified people in front of their screens, especially those so-called monarchs of the clock tower whose faces were either gloomy or terrible, whom he had deliberately cut out of the frame.

Of course, two monarchs are still missing, such as the prison warden whose whereabouts are unknown and El-Melloi II and his disciples who have been 'protected' underground by the monarchs of the Clock Tower.

Do good magicians exist in this world? Of course they do, but does Tsugumi care? Absolutely not!

When a group is so full of scoundrels that you feel they are beyond redemption and deserve to die, Tsurugi will never give up on eliminating the majority of these wicked people for the sake of a small number of those who can still be saved!

He is not Jesus. Whether he is a saint or a devil, his only goal is to kill. Only by eliminating these scum can he feel good!

"And you self-proclaimed rulers, the so-called upper class, you're no different from magicians! Your arrogant thinking and inhuman ideals are beyond redemption. If even my good Bro can't purify your stubborn stupidity and inherent evil, then I'll use force to eliminate you first!"

"The only effective way to deal with trash like you is to kill you. Your death would be a greater contribution to all mankind than your lives!"

"It's always been this way, it's always been this way! Isn't this the kind of mentality you all have here? Those who love humanity have to win over humanity first! My good Bro is kind-hearted and doesn't want to kill you bastards, but I'm not!"

Having said that, he completely ignored the magicians' nonsense about arguing, threatening, or explaining worldly truths, and instead filled his body with the power of the Holy Grail again—and then—launched!

"Fucking shit!!!"

A more dazzling and numerous rain of beams streaked across the sky and fell endlessly, aimed directly at the place where magicians had gathered!

The light rain precisely framed the entire campus where the clock tower was located, making this area of ​​London directly bear the brunt of the entire offensive equivalent to the previous wave of global bombardment!

The relentless bombardment shook London, and countless magicians were killed or wounded in the Clock Tower bombardment!

Regardless of good or bad, right or wrong, the magician deserves to die!

Hahahaha, kill! kill! kill! kill! kill!