Simultaneously traversing from Type-Moon

Because he himself couldn't answer the question.

If this were in another world, and someone asked him the same question, he could frankly say that he was pursuing power.

In other worlds, there is a very clear hierarchy of realms. If you don't climb up, you will be oppressed by people of higher realms. Therefore, almost everyone's goal is to cross over to a higher realm.

This is a very clear goal, and it is the driving force behind all fantasy worldviews.

Just like the ranking system in a game, you will improve as long as you work hard, and improvement will bring you enjoyment. Moreover, you will have strong opponents of the same level to verify the results of your efforts.

This is actually a positive feedback that can give you endless motivation.

However, this does not hold true in the Type-Moon universe.

Because this world does not have a clear and distinct hierarchy of realms.

There may be a distinction between the weak and the strong, but this distinction is not always clear. Because the weak are not always weak, and the strong are not always strong. By grasping certain principles, even the weak can easily defeat the strong.

People with a fantasy worldview would be completely confused if they came to this world, as there is no clear path to climb up.

Therefore, Du Can didn't actually have a clear goal, because what he pursued was not the same as what the world gave him.

His previous study of magic was essentially to become stronger, so that he could support his counterparts in other worlds.

But did he become stronger? No.

Magic is essentially a means of research, not a means of violence; the tedious research made him unable to feel any feedback.

Furthermore, magic, this mysterious phenomenon, operates based on a magic foundation, a unique structure absent in other worlds. Therefore, unless a magic foundation is established beforehand, it is entirely impossible to use the various forms of magic found in this world.

He wanted to transfer magic to other worlds, but he couldn't help others leap to higher levels. Simply studying magic couldn't cause a leap in understanding.

So he abandoned magic and turned his attention directly to magic.

But after studying the Third Magic, Heaven's Feel, he realized he was wrong again. Magic is a means to redeem humanity, not a means to become stronger; one cannot become stronger simply by relying on magic.

He can quickly become stronger by sharing the realm of others, but others cannot improve by sharing his realm.

Therefore, fantasy worlds offer very simple goals, but he doesn't. He simply can't find such a direct and tangible objective for advancement in this world!

“Oh, I see. You have desires, but no desires.” Gilgamesh was certain. “You still possess human desires, but you have lost certain pursuits.”

"You are currently looking for new pursuits, but you can't find them, which makes you feel very confused. That's why you often do things that others find baffling."

Du Can wanted to deny it; he knew his goal was to become stronger. But without that goal, he really seemed to have lost his motivation.

He had no great grudge to avenge, no enemies to kill, and the people around him weren't like those depicted in urban fantasy novels, all of them idiots begging him to show off and slap them in the face.

"If you feel lost, I, the King, will generously offer you a piece of advice: pursue pleasure! Whether you change the world, save the world, or destroy the world, anything that brings pleasure is acceptable!"

Chapter 97: Defeating the entire world single-handedly!

To be fair, while the increase in spiritual power in other worlds does lead to an increase in mental strength, it does not actually bring about an increase in wisdom.

Gilgamesh's words truly enlightened Du Can.

"Your suggestion... sounds pretty good. Changing the world? That's certainly a good idea."

Upon hearing Du Can's words, Weber immediately advised, "Mr. Ye Fan, please be careful and don't be misled by others!"

Slightly altering the world is fine. However, Gilgamesh's two subsequent proposals, whether it's the so-called saving the world or the more serious destruction of it, could potentially plunge this world into the abyss.

"Hahaha! That's how it is, that's how it is..."

"But I refuse!"

Gilgamesh's statement was quite interesting, but Du Can rejected it without hesitation.

"Hahaha...Gah~ Why!"

Gilgamesh never expected that anyone would dare to refuse his rare suggestion. During his lifetime, aside from the gods in heaven and his close friend Enkidu, no one had ever dared to disobey him.

“Your suggestion is good, but I suggest you don’t make it. I know my own personality. I didn’t have fixed goals in the past, but in other words, I can treat anything as a goal.”

“I am in charge of my own life. I will change my strategy from now on, but it has nothing to do with what you said. It's because I have found my true goal.”

"The world will be changed because of me. But that is a given fact, not some crazy thing I do out of recklessness."

Du Can's goal remained unchanged: to become stronger in order to support his counterparts in other worlds. However, in the past, due to the lack of a clear progression through realms, his progress was somewhat haphazard. He would no longer do that.

Since there are no clearly defined realms in this world, then let him define the so-called realms!

He will be the one to create a completely new system!

"You...you're very good. My words not only didn't shake you, but they even strengthened your resolve. Not bad at all. I'm actually quite looking forward to seeing what kind of changes you'll bring to this world."

The previously confused Du Can had bored Gilgamesh, but now that Du Can had a goal, Gilgamesh found him very interesting.

He felt a little fondness for the man in front of him.

He wasn't as tall as his best friend Enkidu, but he was at least much taller than the goddess Ishtar.

"Thank you for your guidance. Now, I will unleash my full power to annihilate you!"

Du Can had no enmity with Gilgamesh. Even if Gilgamesh had said a few harsh words before, it was not enough to make him hold a grudge and kill someone in a fit of rage.

After all, he had encountered people with even worse mouths than Gilgamesh in other worlds, and if they just cursed him, he would at most teach them a lesson.

However, Du Can is about to establish a new order. And people like Gilgamesh will absolutely not abide by his order.

Gilgamesh was arrogant, disobedient, and self-centered. It was best to eliminate someone like him who would never follow the rules beforehand.

"Oh? You want to attack me? I do want to see your strength, to see if you really have the confidence to change the world!"

Gilgamesh immediately became serious, raising the sword Ea in his hand. This time, he was going to unleash its full power.

"How dare I trouble Master to do it personally? Give me a little more time, and I will surely offer Archer's head."

Bai Mao Hassan immediately volunteered.

"It's alright. I have to personally take care of the mentor who gave me some guidance in life."

Du Can stretched his limbs, ready to make a move.

Irisviel and Waver, standing nearby, were both dumbfounded. The Servant hadn't made a move; could it be that the Master was getting a little restless, going against the natural order?

At this moment, Artoria was still fighting the black Berserker. She wanted to fight Gilgamesh, but she was entangled and completely unable to recover.

"Damn it! Who are you?"

She could clearly sense that the person fighting her was someone she knew from her past life.

Perhaps it was a former enemy, an old friend who disliked her, or even... possibly a subordinate who was dissatisfied with her rule.

She felt she was very close to the answer, but she just couldn't see it clearly.

Let them continue fighting; they'll need to fight for a while before they figure it out.

Du Can raised a fist.

Then, countless forces surged into the fist.

That was the 18 spirit rings of his twin martial souls and the power of the martial soul's origin, all shattered. The energy, even more violent than the [Ring Explosion], was now concentrated into a single punch.

That was the core of his Dou Qi, cultivated at the Dou Huang realm. Now, after extreme compression and release, even more terrifying fluctuations than the [Three Transformations of Heavenly Fire] gathered on his fist.

That was the spiritual power in his Niwan Palace that allowed him to control the power of heaven and earth after he reached the Void Realm. At this moment, it was burning wildly, and the energy it generated was enough to shatter heaven and earth. This shattering power was also integrated into his fist.

The Emperor is honored! The Three Qi have returned!

At that moment, his fist was merely placed there, yet the heavens and earth trembled involuntarily.

The clouds in the sky fled, the plants on the ground began to wilt, and small animals such as cats and dogs couldn't help but howl and run away in all directions.

As for humanity, everyone felt an immense heaviness in their hearts. Ordinary people felt the air was so heavy they could hardly breathe, and even magicians felt as if the sky were about to collapse and crush them all to death.

The power generated by the fist, even if only a tiny bit leaked out, instantly distorted the physical laws of the outside world and tore through space.

Black cracks appeared around its fist, proof that even space could not contain its power and that the laws of physics could not limit its existence.

"Is this...is this an attempt to shatter the world with just his fists and create a brand new one?"

Weber broke out in a cold sweat.

Irisviel was also moved at that moment.

Fortunately, Du Can spared a bit of his strength to protect them; otherwise, given how close they were, the aftershocks from the sheer force of their fists would have been enough to kill them on the spot.

The Servants still alive at this moment, whether it was Hassan the Hundred Faces under Du Can's command, Artoria, or even the irrational Black Berserker, couldn't help but feel their hearts pound with fear after sensing the powerful energy fluctuations emanating from Du Can's fist.

"I absolutely cannot withstand this punch from my Master," Hassan thought to himself.

"This power... Lord Ye Fan, what are you trying to do?" Artoria couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, because the Star Holy Sword in her hand seemed to have become even brighter.

"Hahaha! Such power! I acknowledge you! Come!"

Gilgamesh possessed special eyes, making him the one who could best discern the power of this attack. He laughed three times and then raised Ea without hesitation.

The three black cylindrical blades of the Ea sword, adorned with red patterns, began to spin wildly.

"[With my sword of discernment, I perceive the primordial principles and tear the world apart. Behold! Enuma Elish, the Star of Creation!]!"

"Hey! Take this punch from me too! [Whale Killing Overlord Fist]!"

? Chapter 98 King Shan’s dream shatters in Fuyuki City!

The divine sword, capable of creating simulated spatial rifts and splitting the heavens and earth, unleashed a crimson-black storm that swept across the land.

Its immense power can level mountains, turn the entire Eastwood City into ruins, shatter the world, and create a new world after the shattered one.

But in the next instant, this crimson-black storm, capable of destroying everything, encountered something that could stop it.

That was the enormous wind pressure generated by simply swinging a fist.

No, that wasn't wind pressure. That was a spacetime storm created by a fist passing through space, directly piercing through space, completely shattering it, and causing space to shatter completely!

Moreover, this spacetime storm is merely the aftershock of a punch; what accompanies the spacetime storm is pure nothingness, an endless expanse of blackness!

The physical laws of the Type-Moon world are so fragile. Leaving aside the outer and inner seas of the planets, the fragile physical laws on the planet's surface are merely a "fabric" fixed by the "Star Anchor," like a thin veil tied to the earth's surface with needle and thread.

It can distort and shatter the laws of physics with mere violence; its space is as hard as the space in the neighboring Douluo Continent.

At this moment, this violent punch tore a hole in the fabric, completely obliterating the physical laws and space of the earth, leaving only pure blackness.

The vast darkness permeated the real space, like a brushstroke on a landscape painting, the pitch-black ink carrying away all the scenery, leaving only the darkest color.