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

His main research focused on the fusion of human souls, and as a result, he accomplished a great feat in magic—by studying the methods by which servants devour human souls, he mastered the magic that allowed him to turn the souls of others into his own food.

However, this is not the path to immortality. The process of merging souls is too dangerous; any mistake will result in immediate death. In the past sixty years, he has only undergone three soul fusions, and even so, the compatibility rate between his body and soul is already below 60%.

He feared he would die before the next fusion, which is why he urgently sought out magician families who followed the will of the United States to build a greater world and cooperated with them.

The Holy Grail he presented immediately caught the eye of those who had been pursuing the idea of ​​using magical means to demote the Third Law from magic to mere magic, thereby transforming the world into a paradise under the leadership of the United States of America. Thus, they decisively began their collaboration.

Compared to the Holy Grail War in the Snowfield City of the neighboring timeline, there is no doubt that this genuine Greater Grail is far more useful than they imagined.

Not only can it support fourteen Servants killing each other, but it can also summon a much larger number of Servants than Fuyuki. Most importantly, the Holy Grail is completely uncontaminated, so you can make any wish that comes true.

They certainly wouldn't refuse such a shortcut compared to the slow process of climbing the tech tree to achieve incredible magic.

But—can this Greater Grail grant the wishes of many?

Danic offered a possible option, but Faldius refused to believe it—you can't trust a word from these cunning and unethical magicians!

However, the condition offered by the United States was to accept the Yggdrasil into the United States, forming a new Magic Association to rival the Clock Tower, in order to obtain the first wish. But this premise for cooperation was recently broken.

"Who would have thought that those idiots in the Clock Tower could be wiped out by Servants summoned by their own people?"

Danic said in an exceptionally cheerful voice

His pursuit of the Greater Grail was no different from that of other magicians—it was all about reaching the Root—except that his desires were more numerous and complex.

What happened to Danic is essentially a microcosm of the Yggdrasil organization. Eighty years ago, when he first entered the Clock Tower, he was full of vigor and ambition, which led to a perfect marriage that would connect him with noble bloodlines.

Then came a rumor, spread by someone unknown, that his bloodline had been corrupted and could not be maintained beyond five generations. As a result, his sworn brother, who used to laugh and pat each other on the shoulder while singing songs of friendship, and the woman who was supposed to be his partner, who had shyly confessed her love to him, all left him.

His dream of becoming a nobleman was shattered, and all hope for future development vanished, all because of a rumor that no one could verify. His plan to rise through the ranks as a magician, climb to the top of the association, and become a nobleman remained an unattainable dream.

Therefore, he wanted to avenge himself on the Clock Tower and make the World Tree glorious and strong. His so-called dream was actually that simple.

Immortality is a personal guarantee, revenge against the Clock Tower is a personal vendetta, and only then does one reach the root of the problem. The desire is incredibly complex, but ironically, he did nothing, yet one of his wishes came true.

"So what exactly is that Servant?"

Faldius frowned, staring at the figure in the snow-white cloak in the image.

"Based on eyewitness testimony, he could be... Billy Batson?"

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"Oh? Is that some kind of hero? I don't know him," Danic asked curiously.

“…That’s a character from a comic book.” Faldius paused for a moment, then said quietly.

"And Superman too, they're all comic book characters, but these two are actually the most likely candidates—could the Holy Grail War really summon fictional characters?"

“Theoretically, it is possible,” Danic replied from an expert’s perspective.

“Phantoms, vengeful spirits, Servants that combine human fantasies, fears, and rumors will be born—don’t forget that our ‘Jack the Ripper’ is such a character.”

“But the intensity is on a completely different level.” Faldius frowned even more as he looked at the Superman who had instantly exploded above and below the clock tower.

However, just as they were having a heated discussion, their subordinates soon brought them some terrible news.

Upon hearing what the man had done, the two magicians gasped in shock.

—What do you mean by saying that Superman has crossed half the globe to appear in New York, and disregarded all principles of secrecy and cover-up to publicly kill the mayor of New York City and hundreds of wealthy people and officials, and then declared New York City to be his city?

What is he doing in New York?!

The Holy Grail War didn't start in New York!

......

"This is my city, my metropolis!!!"

"And I am the City Superman, your only hero!"

A live broadcast can go viral instantly across countless media outlets, from local media to national live streams and even global social media platforms.

The image shows a man who looks remarkably like Superman, but is pure white with an "M" painted on his chest; a strong, handsome, godlike figure speaking in this manner.

Where did this knock-off Superman come from? — However, his physique and appearance are indeed quite good.

This is many people's first reaction, but when they see the collapsed Statue of Liberty and the US president tied up and hanging, the situation is completely different.

"Sigh, I've lost count of how many times I've destroyed this country..." Tsurugi muttered, casually grabbing the US president's arm.

The repetitive work was indeed extremely boring and redundant, so Tsurugi got too lazy to do anything fancy.

The president is arrested, publicly executed, and declared to the world "this is my world." Then, it's all over.

Rin Tohsaka: Huh? Aren't we here to fight the Holy Grail War?

Tsugumi: Tell me, wouldn't it be the fastest way to lure all the other Servants in, and then just kill them all?

Seeing that the number of viewers for the live stream had reached a certain percentage, he didn't hesitate to take action.

They crushed the president's head like a watermelon, slamming his body down and causing it to explode into a pile of minced meat amidst gasps of horror. Rin Tohsaka, standing nearby, was utterly despondent.

Ha, they're still young after all, reacting so strongly to something as trivial as declaring war on the whole world.

However, the army that had surrounded him did not arrive, or rather, their arrival was probably very slow.

The first person he encountered was a Servant.

After the rules of the Dongjiang River were openly broken and war was declared, the magicians and the clueless priests who were in control behind the scenes could no longer hold back.

On one hand, they were shocked by the servant's immense power; on the other hand, they were furious that the situation was completely out of control. Meanwhile, the red side, who had arrived earlier, made the first move, rather than the black side which had taken control of the local area.

Clad in golden armor and wielding a golden wheel spear, the slender yet imposing servant stood tall in the sky.

He seemed somewhat uncomfortable with the crowd of people talking and taking pictures, but he still showed up here in accordance with his Master's orders.

"You must be the Servant Ruler?" the Red Team's Servant asked in a sharp voice.

"Your true name is Karna, and your class is Lancer. Your Master is Fender Wall Semberon, but you are actually controlled by Amakusa Shirou. You have two Noble Phantasms: one is the armor that reduces damage by 90%, and the other is Indra's Arrow obtained by destroying the armor..."

In a single glance, Tsurugi meticulously exposed the servant before her, revealing everything about him, including even the details of his love, hate, and other personal relationships.

Karna: I'm so excited, box!!!

Having been so thoroughly exposed, even the most stoic hero's eyelids twitched violently. However, the Master's command made him decisively choose to attack.

In an instant, Karna's golden spear, burning with flames, pierced fiercely towards Tsurugi's chest.

I won!

The golden gun clashed with the white clothes emblazoned with the M symbol. The invincible spear tip collided with the muscle, producing a teeth-grinding metallic sound.

"Brahmastra, O Brahma!"

Karna frowned, then immediately shouted to unleash his Noble Phantasm, aiming at Tsugumi's head and firing a golden beam from his eyes.

This can be considered his Noble Phantasm, which is not a Noble Phantasm. If it were Archer, it would be a bow, but because it is Lancer, it has become the ability to fire beams from his eyes.

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A true hero kills with his eyes!

What a coincidence—the same thing happened on the other side!

Two crimson beams of heat shot out almost at zero frames per second, but they were not the thin, cutting beams seen in movies; instead, they were two thick, hot, and scorching red beams of light.

Sizzle~~~ Boom!!!

In an instant, the beams of light emitted from their eyes collided, and Karna was clearly being suppressed by Tsugumi, who was on the left.

"Who exactly are you?"

Karna managed to stop the beam before his head exploded, then asked...

"I'm City Superman!" Tsugumi replied with her hands on her hips and a wide, eight-toothed smile.

Then he slowly walked towards Karna, looking at the hero who had given him alms with a mocking expression.

“Listen, baby, I love villains like you so much. Without you, there would be no greatness of a hero like me.”

...While that's the truth, is it really okay to just say it out loud?

Is this what you call a hero? Apologize for the name Calel El! Oh wait, you weren't originally Superman S, you were Superman M—never mind then!

"Alright! I'll send you back to the Throne of Heroes right away!"

Tsugumi slammed his fist into his palm, and with a shockwave that shattered all the surrounding glass, he instantly appeared in front of Karna.

So fast!!! Karna's eyes narrowed; he hadn't even had time to react!

The next second, a simple, unadorned punch landed on Karna's face, instantly blasting this hero into the ground.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Karna was blasted downwards, like a character from a comedy comic, smashing through concrete and underground rock layers as he plummeted into the unfathomable darkness.

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762. How high is my realm?

"What exactly is that thing?"

On a building not far away, a young man in a white military uniform watched the battle raging in the sky, his eyes wide with fury, and he couldn't help but curse aloud.

"Could that really be Superman? Damn! Even with the advantage of being on American soil, shouldn't it just be a phantom at most?!"

"Could it be a foreigner? Really from Krypton, some kind of alien lord? Wait a minute, when did Type-Moon ever collaborate with DC? They're not worthy of it!"

He mumbled a string of incomprehensible words, took a deep breath, and asked the tall, silver-haired man beside him with anticipation.

"Hey Fei-ge, are you confident you can defeat those two? Unleash your Noble Phantasm, 'Illusionary Apology: Heavenly Demon Kneeling'?"

The person speaking to him was none other than the renowned hero Siegfried, the protagonist of "The Nibelungenlied," the legendary hero who wielded the holy sword to defeat the dragon Fafnir, and who possessed immortality by bathing in dragon's blood.

In this Holy Grail War, he was summoned by the man before him in the form of Saber.

"...Master, my Noble Phantasm is called the Greatsword of Fantasy: Balmung."

The great hero of Norse mythology first corrected his Master's tendency to say nonsensical things, then said with a serious expression...

"I... I might be able to give it a shot if I were to deal with that Lancer, but the other one... I have absolutely no idea what he's capable of."

"To be honest, I don't even think he's like a Servant."

Upon hearing this, the young man gasped. He might not be able to quickly grasp the more complex changes, but he could still understand what a numerical difference meant.

He knew that Karna's golden armor was a powerful Noble Phantasm that could reduce the damage to Servants to less than one-tenth. Just now, that Servant who seemed to be superhuman had punched Karna and smashed him into the ground!