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

But no matter how much they lamented, three days later, they disappeared into the skies above Xueyuan City.

The first and final battle of the Holy Grail War begins here!

The first and the final battle, a single battle to decide the fate of the world!

Regardless, the Servant force is thirteen to one, so the advantage is on my side!

......

"Farewell to all the earthly remains."

"No burdens, no further debts to be paid."

Atlas can finally rest his weary bones.

The weight of the world will eventually fade away with time.

The Dongjiang River hovers above the city.

This time, instead of acting rashly, he took out a beautiful gilded lute and gently played it, humming an ancient song softly in the moonlight.

He also shed his silver-white Superman costume and donned a Greek-style silver-white outfit, resembling a peerless and handsome god from Olympus, his song spreading throughout the city.

As the song spread throughout the Snowfield City, the people felt their eyelids tremble. In an indescribable peace and tranquility, they slowly closed their eyes and entered the world of dreams.

The bustling city at night has now completely entered a tranquil and beautiful dream world.

It's hard to imagine that such a serene and gentle male god, seemingly blessed by the Muses, could be the terrifying superman who destroyed an entire army during the day.

"What a beautiful piece of music."

Achilles, the red team's rider, listened to the peaceful song carried on the wind, which reminded him of his mother's lullaby back home, and he uttered a heartfelt sigh.

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"Big sister, this Son of the Sun doesn't seem as scary as you and Dad said."

"...That's because you've never actually seen him when he's acting crazy."

Archer, Atalanta, gripped the Sky Bow, gazing at the figure that hung high in the sky like the moon, and murmured with a complex expression.

"That's just how that man is. Sometimes he can be as elegant as a gentle breeze, like he is now... but to us, most of the time he's like a creepy madman."

Atalanta took a deep breath and looked at Achilles, saying...

"There was no hero on that ship who didn't get beaten up by him. He was different from Hercules, who was powerful but never used his strength carefully, while he liked to show off his strength without restraint."

“He feared no one—heroes, gods, kings, elders. Jason’s uncle and the man who enslaved Hercules were the ones whose heads he ripped off, simply because he liked to.”

"Similarly—he could kill his own 'father' for whatever he liked, without any reason. Perhaps for this guy, there are only two reasons to do anything."

"I can, and I am capable."

At this point, Atalanta showed a look of lingering fear—the fearless huntress was now genuinely terrified of this terrifying giant from the same era.

"Hey, hey, big sister, why do you seem so afraid of him?" Achilles joked, looking at Atalanta's wary expression.

"You'll find out soon enough," Atalanta said, glancing at the fearless young man with lingering fear.

All of the Red Team's servants have arrived.

Besides them, there's Saber's Mordred, Karna, Shakespeare as Caster, Semiramis hiding in the back, and Berserker who's absent because Tsugumi took his place.

Meanwhile, the black side's servants have also arrived.

Siegfried as Saber, Chiron as Archer, Georgios as Rider, Caster Avisbroun hiding behind the scenes, Frankenstein as Berserker, Lancer of unknown identity, and the assassin who is no longer around due to Tsugumi's interference.

Eleven followers gathered here.

Dongjiang stopped singing, put away her beautiful lute, and smiled as she watched them in the bright moonlight.

"So they've finally all gathered together? The contenders for the Holy Grail War this time."

"Though it's meaningless, I'll ask this question first: Son of the Sun God, who murdered his father?" The sage Chiron stepped forward, looking at Tsurugi, and declared loudly.

"Are you doing all this just as you did in life, for the sake of happiness?"

Tsurugi looked at Chiron with a subtle gaze. Had Chiron not recognized Tsurugi's other disguise? No, perhaps it was because this legend, even in the world of Greek mythology, had not yet been definitively proven.

“Son of Cronus, what other answers do you want from me?” He looked down at Chiron, a mocking smile playing on his marble-sculpted face.

"Hate the world? Love humanity? If you want me to, I can really answer you like that,"

He glanced around, taking in the Masters, the magicians, the schemers, and all sorts of despicable and foolish faces behind the scenes.

“I’m too lazy to think!” he said bluntly.

"Making the world a better place and building a better world are too complicated, I don't want to deal with them! But I'm 100% sure that killing the scum is the right thing to do, and that's enough."

"Don't ask me what qualifications I have; my strength is the only excuse. As for any nonsense about love or hate, don't bother polluting my ears."

"So what are your plans after you obtain the Holy Grail?" Chiron continued.

"Who knows? I wouldn't really need that broken cup anyway, might as well use it for dog food," Tsugumi said nonchalantly.

"In the end, nothing I have done so far has been enough to stir my heart. You are not as interesting to me as non-existent memories."

Tsuruga originally intended to just create a Heroic Spirit account for fun, but unfortunately, the Moon editor's account was too far-fetched.

Having no other option, he went to attack the narrative layer to change the settings, only to find himself back in the "Please enter text" state.

He admitted he was rather helpless that the game had become an invincible version. So, his only amusement was seeing how other characters in the Moon Anecdotes reacted to him.

"What's with all this rambling? I'm going to go now!!!"

Just then, Saber of the Red Team, the rebellious knight Mordred, let out a roar and charged towards Tsugumi in the air.

He wielded the brilliant sword that she had corrupted and transformed into a demonic sword, carrying the magic of crimson lightning, and slashed fiercely at Tsurugi's head with unparalleled power!

We succeeded!!!

Just moments before the blade slashed down, Mordred had already given the signal, even harboring a sense of contempt for her opponent's weakness—but the next second, she looked at the figure who had caught her full-force attack with two fingers, and an expression of disbelief crossed her face.

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We succeeded!!!

Just moments before the blade slashed down, Mordred had already given the signal, even harboring a sense of contempt for her opponent's weakness—but the next second, she looked at the figure who had caught her full-force attack with two fingers, and an expression of disbelief crossed her face.

"Mordred? For your mother's sake, I won't let you be the first one to leave." Tsurugi said playfully.

"What the hell are you talking about, you bastard? What does this woman have to do with you?!" Mentioning Morgan instantly turned Mordred's eyes bloodshot, and he hissed furiously like Hakimi whose tail had been stepped on.

"Fuck your mother." Tsurugi answered her question succinctly, then casually pulled out Morgan's black and blue Star and Night magic gun. The moment Mordred saw it, her eyes narrowed instantly.

"How is that possible? How could you have—"

The spear pierced Mordred's armor in the next instant, penetrating her body and causing her to fall from the sky in shock and indescribable terror, where she was pinned to the ground.

Meanwhile, Tsugumi had already changed into the white Superman M costume. Then, a bright and healthy smile appeared on his face.

"Alright, the supervillains have finally all gathered together, it seems the time has come!" He clapped his hands, revealing a healthy smile that showed eight teeth.

"Watch me send you all to Chengdu!"

The next moment, he was instantly sent flying to the ground, and the first one to be eliminated was Frankenstein.

But before he could even make a move, the berserker attacked on his own.

"What a lovely girl."

Looking at the adorable android girl, dressed like a white wedding gown, struggling and being choked in her hands, Tsugumi smiled and said...

"It's admirable that you had the courage to challenge me, but that's all that's commendable."

"Master, I'm giving you a chance to unleash your Command Spells. Otherwise, she'll be leaving the stage in three seconds."

"Aaaaaah!!!" The girl being choked screamed like a mad beast, but no matter how much she struggled and released dazzling electric currents, these attacks could not even cause her any harm.

The Master, affiliated with the US government, unhesitatingly released all three Command Seals at once, allowing Frankenstein to fully unleash his destructive power. He then planted the 'Virgin's Chastity' in his hand into the ground and unleashed his Noble Phantasm, which he now fully possessed.

Blasted Tree!

With the Command Seals stacked, the Noble Phantasm, having reached rank A, was unleashed. As lightning fell from the sky, it transformed into a dazzling lightning tree that covered Tsugumi, and the blinding light stole the attention of all onlookers.

Is it resolved? No, such a fantasy is too extravagant, but it should cause considerable damage—

All words fell silent, for Superman emerged from Thunder without a single scratch. Frankenstein, who had sacrificed himself, had returned to the Throne of Heroes.

“You’re next, little kitten.” He pointed in Atalanta’s direction, a pleased expression on his face.

"Let's continue the cat-and-mouse game from five thousand years ago. Of course, I'm the cat, and you're the mouse."

"I'm a copper mud ball, I never lose."

1047

767. The number of non-existent memories has increased!

Inside the Pentagon, Faldius silently participated in the meeting before him.

Every face on the screen is a heir to a magician's family scattered around the world, an alchemist from the Atlas Institute, and other big names in the magic world.

Their sole purpose here is to discuss how to solve that greatest scourge.

"His real name is Karl, the hopeful son in Greek mythology who was to kill the sun god. Without a doubt, he possesses extremely high divinity and terrifying attributes and power."

"And the reason why it has the superimposed Superman panel is probably because of this. Superman's Kryptonian name itself comes from this legend. Coupled with the terrifying compatibility, when he went to war in America, he could perfectly absorb all the power of the legends and fantasies about Superman on this land."

"Unbelievable! Can modern entertainment really have such a huge influence? This defies common sense!"

"Perhaps it's a matter of numbers. The number of believers in many obscure myths is far less than that of modern humans. Moreover, its strength comes from the enhancement of its origin and this advantage over the sun, which leads to exponential strengthening."

"Then how should we deal with him? El-Melloi II, what is your analysis?"

"—Let me state upfront that you forced me to get involved. Based on my analysis and observation, this Servant's thinking has been hijacked to some extent by the concept of 'Superman' and local influence, which is why he exhibits such a crazy and erratic behavior."

"Therefore, the only way for you to deal with him is to start from this point: dismantle his concept of superhuman, create conceptual equipment to counter him, and break his superhuman state!"

“Using a Noble Phantasm that targets divinity won’t be very effective. The divinity of the son of God who killed the sun god will inevitably decrease, but after breaking through his superhuman concept, he will enter an unprecedentedly weak state and probably will be unable to unleash his Noble Phantasm.”

"That's your only chance to kill him."