In Britain, the Noble Phantasm: Divine Key

“In that distant ancient country in the East, there is an old saying: ‘It’s better to be safe than sorry.’ Now the magic composition has reached its most critical moment, and it cannot tolerate any disturbance.” Amakusa Shiro Tokisada’s tone returned to its previous calm. “I think you should be able to tell which side is more important.”

In fact, besides Danic and others, the nun named Sesshouin Kiara was also someone that Amakusa Shiro Tokisada feared. In fact, in his view, the latter was a much greater threat than the former.

It was precisely to guard against these potential threats that he had to leave Joan of Arc behind.

Joan of Arc glanced hesitantly at the "black velvet curtain" beside her, then at the distant hillside. After a moment's consideration, she finally nodded: "I understand."

Holding the iris-shaped sacred flag, she stood behind Amakusa Shiro Tokisada, like an impregnable city wall.

Amakusa Shiro Tokisada let out a soft breath, no longer distracted, and focused all his energy on constructing the magic circle.

"What is that?" Koles craned his neck to look at the pale blue light seeping from the castle ruins, a hint of curiosity showing on his face.

"Are you really a magician?" Gold looked at Koles with an expression as if he were looking at an alien. "There should be a limit to how half-baked you can be... You didn't sense such obvious magical energy?"

Koles scratched his head, not angry at all, and nodded, saying, "I did sense the magical energy, but I'm curious about what happened over there, how could it produce such a level of magical fluctuation?"

Fiore, sitting in her wheelchair, squinted at the light blue screen for a moment and said softly, "There are only two possibilities for this level of magical fluctuation: either a Noble Phantasm release or a magical construct. I personally lean more towards the second one."

“I think so too.” Gold nodded in agreement. “This magical aura has clearly surpassed the intensity of the Noble Phantasm that Ruler released earlier, and it’s still growing… This is likely an unimaginably large-scale magic.”

"Can we take down the 'Beast'?" Zid asked hastily, and the androids behind him also turned their attention to Gord.

“Well… I’m not so sure either.” A wry smile appeared on Gold’s chubby, round face. “The existence of ‘beasts’ is beyond the scope of modern magic. Their existence represents natural disasters and the end of the world. Anyway, I can’t think of any magic that can threaten ‘beasts’—unless it is done by those legendary gods themselves.”

Upon hearing this, everyone's expression turned slightly grim.

“No matter what, this still represents a glimmer of hope.” Fiore slowly exhaled a long breath. “I believe that the saintess will not do futile work at a time like this.”

Everyone nodded, having to admit that Joan of Arc's presence did indeed give them a lot of confidence.

After all, she was a legendary saintess who had once repelled invaders...

"Don't you find it strange?" Corlesto adjusted his glasses. "How did that saintess manage to create magic of this caliber?"

Everyone was slightly taken aback before noticing this unusual detail.

They all knew the story of the legendary French saint by heart, but they didn't remember that this saint had ever dealt with magic.

—However, Marshal Gilles de Rais, who once followed the saint but later fell into depravity and madness, is a famous figure in European history.

Now that both the red and black Casters have left the stage, how did this saintess, who theoretically knows nothing about magic, manage to construct such a massive magic that even a Grand Master might not be able to accomplish?

Everyone looked at each other, but no one could get a reasonable answer.

"It seems there are some secrets hidden in this Holy Grail War that we don't know about," Lion's Claw said thoughtfully, but the image of a young priest with a faint smile on his face involuntarily surfaced in his mind.

Could it be related to that guy...?

“No matter what, this is ultimately a good thing for us,” Fiore said with a gentle smile.

Kaules nodded, but then suddenly noticed that Danic, who hadn't participated in the discussion, was staring intently at the distant light screen, his expression slightly grim.

"uncle?"

Danic seemed not to hear Kaures's call, his gaze fixed on the direction of the castle, his hand gripping the scepter tightly, the veins on the back of his hand bulging.

Although Danic was far from being a true champion, it is undeniable that he was indeed the highest-ranking magician on the court.

He knew very well that a typical Servant's magical reserves were insufficient to support such a large-scale spell, not even a Ruler.

And right now, the only thing capable of providing such immense magical power is the Greater Grail...

His expression shifted unpredictably, and after a long while, he finally let go of his hand in despair, his head hanging low, as if he had aged decades in an instant.

He knew that from this moment on, his dream had finally shattered.

......

In the pitch-black universe, crimson flames, like a tidal wave, mixed with lightning arrows, pierced the darkness, engulfing countless slender figures exuding indescribable charm, showing absolutely no mercy.

However, the figures reappeared the next moment, looking at Anan and Hercules with a mocking smile.

"I must admit, your tenacity has indeed exceeded my expectations, but by now, shouldn't you be recognizing the reality of the situation?"

long time no see

Hello everyone, a month has passed and I'm back.

I know everyone is angry and disappointed. To stop updating for a month without any reason or explanation is a huge hurt to any reader.

I understand everyone's situation and I feel ashamed about it. At this point, I can't really say anything to ask for your forgiveness. In short, feel free to criticize me if you want.

Although I know many people don't want to hear my explanation, I feel you should know the truth.

The matter is actually very simple: I had a falling out with my family because of my future plans after graduation.

In March, my updates were very irregular. At that time, I told everyone that I was preparing for the civil service exam and my graduation thesis. Actually, I didn't want to take the civil service exam, but I couldn't resist my parents' constant lecturing, so I had no choice but to follow their arrangements.

At that time, I only had a little over a month left before the exam. Anyone who has taken the civil service exam knows that this amount of time is extremely tight. Moreover, I also had to prepare my graduation thesis at that time, so the pressure was immense, even more so than the college entrance exam.

When I finally finished my exams and thought I could finally relax a bit, my parents heard about some kind of military civilian job exam from somewhere, and found out that one of my distant relatives was working in the military. So they kept urging me to take the exam.

This time, I completely snapped.

I have never been interested in civil service or military civilian positions, nor have I ever thought of stepping into these fields. If it weren't for my parents, I probably would never have come into contact with these things in my entire life.

From childhood to adulthood, I have always been a good child in my parents' eyes. From elementary school to junior high school to high school and then to university, I have always tried my best to move forward in the way they want me to, because I don't want to disappoint them.

But this time, perhaps because the accumulated pressure was too great, I had a big fight with my parents and then ran away from home, not returning for a full two weeks.

This was the longest I'd ever been away from home since my high school graduation trip. During that time, I went to many places, thought for a long time, and reflected on many things.

In early May, I finally felt a little more relaxed, so I called my parents and talked to them for a full hour and a half.

I won't go into details about how the conversation went, but in short, I'm home now. My parents didn't pressure me to take any military civilian exams; they just said we'd talk about it after I graduate.

Although the future is still uncertain, this incident has at least given me a little bit of control back.

The above is my experience over the past month, and also the reason why I haven't updated for so long.

A month-long hiatus is basically a death sentence for a serialized novel, but I have no right to complain, since I brought this upon myself.

I know that everyone distrusts me now, and I have no face to make any more promises to you. In any case, I will continue to write this novel. After all, it is my own work, and I want to give it a dignified ending.

If there are still people willing to support me, I would be very grateful. I truly thank you from the bottom of my heart for still believing in me.

If you don't want to, but still have a fire burning inside, you can rant here, and I won't delete it.

that's all.

Chapter Fifty-Nine: The Last Miracle

In the dim and gloomy universe, countless stars shone brightly, like pearls adorning a black curtain, bright and dazzling.

As if echoing the countless stars, countless figures appeared in every corner of the universe. They were young, childlike, or mature, but without exception, they all had the same exquisite faces and were filled with an indescribable bewitching charm, like holy and flawless angels, or like soul-stealing demons.

They were like spectators in a gladiatorial arena, watching the exhausted beast in its cage with a mocking gaze, their eyes filled with a cold smile and the pleasure of revenge.

"What? Still planning to put up a stubborn resistance?" Kama casually examined his fingers, glancing at Hercules and Anahn out of the corner of his eye, a mocking smile playing on his lips.

Hercules and Anahn stood side by side, silent. It wasn't that they didn't want to talk, but that they needed to use every ounce of their energy wisely, not in this pointless war of words.

Now, they have truly reached the brink of despair, and the magic power restored by Command Seals is once again on the verge of exhaustion.

The obsidian longbow in Hercules's hand had completely dimmed, with mottled cracks scattered in every corner, like glass that could shatter at the slightest touch. The long battle had brought this nameless weapon to the brink of collapse.

The greatsword of heavenly fire that Yanan held was no longer unleashed; instead, it consisted of two gilded pistols. His depleted magic power could no longer allow him to maintain the Judgment of Heavenly Fire in its greatsword form, and the other divine keys were also sealed.

Without a doubt, they are now completely exhausted and on their last legs.

"Considering your two strengths are not bad, I can give you another chance." Kama leaned down, as if sitting in the void with an invisible chair behind him, his two fair and slender legs crossed, revealing a pair of bare feet as exquisite and flawless as porcelain. "As long as you kneel down and lick my feet now, I can let you go, and I can even make you my personal servants. You should know that this opportunity to serve a god at close range is not something everyone can have."

"Ha, serving the gods..." Hercules sneered, his voice filled with unspeakable sarcasm.

He had already knelt once before, so how could he tolerate bending his knees again now!

He was a great hero of Greece, a demigod who had completed the incredible twelve trials. His bloodline, his beliefs, and his pride destined him to die on the battlefield, to die a glorious and unforgettable death!

A few black flames rose, but soon spread like wildfire to every corner of Hercules' body—his torso, arms, thighs, fingers... and countless cracks appeared in the places where the flames had burned.

Click click click click click—!

The same sound, like shattering glass, emanated from within Hercules' body, a harbinger of the collapse of his spiritual foundation.

In this final moment, the great Greek hero did not hesitate for a moment. His faith, magic, will, spiritual origin, and Noble Phantasm all burned brighter and brighter with the black flames, rising to tens of meters high in the blink of an eye. The heavy pressure, like a mountain, spread throughout the endless dark universe. This was the glory of Hercules!

No compromise, no retreat, fighting to the death – this is the glory of heroes!

"That's so typical of you..." Looking at Hercules, whose face was as solemn as a sculpture, Anaen's lips curled into a slightly crazed smile. "In that case, I'll risk my life to accompany you on this journey."

Click click click click click—!

Suddenly, a crack appeared on Yanan's face, like a mirror, and then, like a collapsing domino, countless cracks filled every corner of his body. Golden flames seeped out from the cracks, dispelling the darkness and coldness of the universe.

The Heavenly Judgment in his hand once again blazed with intense flames. In the scorching light, a greatsword wreathed in crimson-gold flames slowly emerged, like a rising sun.

Anan and Hercules exchanged a glance, smiles appearing on their faces simultaneously. Although they hadn't spent much time together, at this moment, a bond that transcended time and space connected them.

"I'm sorry, I can't fulfill my promise to you." Hercules' obsidian longbow gradually transformed into a rough stone axe, his muscles taut like bulging rocks. Although his body was nearing its limit, his aura was stronger than ever before, like a volcano about to erupt. "Cerberus, I may not be able to give it to you."

Just now, he had already sacrificed his Noble Phantasm, [Twelve Glories].

“It’s alright, I’ll remember to ask you for it next time I see you,” Yanan said casually. “I’m a very petty person. If someone owes me something, I’ll chase them to the ends of the earth and get it back.”

Hercules smiled slightly: "Then you'd better watch out, my memory isn't very good, I might not even remember you the next time we meet."

"Don't worry, I'll find my own way to help you remember."

"Really? Then I'm relieved."

Seeing the two people whose auras were growing stronger, Kama's originally nonchalant face gradually became serious. For some reason, even though she was in her own domain, she still felt a sense of unease.

These two guys...

She clenched her teeth tightly, her face turning grim at a visible speed. If it weren't for recruiting these two guys, how could she have delayed for so long? Since these two guys were determined to die, she was too lazy to continue playing along!

"Stubborn fool!" she sneered, raising her arm. Endless radiance seeped out from the crown of light behind her head, instantly condensing into a pillar-thick whip of light, exuding terrifying power and astonishing might.

The other Kama clones also raised their arms, each holding the same whip of light. In an instant, countless whips of light filled every corner of the universe, looking from afar like a dense forest forged in light!

One can imagine the astonishing destructive power that would be unleashed when this forest of light descends. Even a planet standing in its path would be utterly destroyed by this unparalleled might. And this is the true power of the Third Beast wielding the [Principle of AI Desire]!

As Yanan and Hercules gazed at the endless whip of light, their faces showed neither fear nor sorrow. From the moment they decided to burn themselves, they had already disregarded their own lives, and no matter what happened, their resolve would not change.