In Britain, the Noble Phantasm: Divine Key

However, if he were to give up such a good opportunity so easily, even he himself would not forgive himself.

Shaking his head, Yu Duchen gently swept his hand across the room, and Yanan immediately felt his mind become clear again.

"In any case, let's sort out the current situation first."

After repeated confirmations, Anan finally determined that this summoning was completely different from the previous ones.

He wasn't summoned by a single person, but by the world itself.

The evidence is that he didn't sense Master's presence at all, yet he still stood there unharmed.

The air here is filled with highly active magical energy. Even if he doesn't actively absorb it, these magical energy will actively enter his body to maintain his existence.

Without a doubt, the one who made the contract with him this time was this world.

“No wonder it attracted me so much; it turns out the world was actively drawing me in.” Yanan nodded thoughtfully.

No relic can compare to the allure of the world opening its doors to you; the difference between the two is like that between a shy, innocent young girl and a passionate, wolf-like woman.

The former requires a lot of time and effort to barely chisel out a small hole, while the latter leaves the door wide open, offering absolutely no resistance.

"But has the situation in this world really gotten that bad?"

Yanan looked up at the cloudless sky. Even a fool could tell that if a world could be pushed to this point, the situation was truly dire.

Fortunately, this time he arrived in his full form, and even if another beast appeared, he was not afraid at all.

Even if he can't win, he can summon his true form.

Just to be on the safe side, let's synchronize the coordinates of this world with our own.

Anan calmed himself and tried to contact his original body, which was outside the world. However, after a moment, his expression stiffened slightly, and a look of surprise appeared in his eyes.

He can no longer contact his original body!

He could clearly feel that the connection between himself and his original body had not been severed, but it was as if there was something in between, making his perception of his original body very blurry.

To put it more vividly, the signal between him and his body was interfered with.

Moreover, it's a very serious interference, the kind where the jumping numbers can turn bright red!

"There's definitely something wrong with this world..."

Anan murmured to himself, finally understanding why the restraining force had prevented him from descending.

It's clear that this inexplicable barrier not only prevented him from connecting with his original body, but also significantly interfered with the operation of the Counter Force. If he were to die here, the Counter Force would probably have to go to great lengths to retrieve him back to the Throne of Heroes.

If they can't retrieve him, the suppression force will have lost him as a Heroic Spirit for nothing.

For the cunning force of restraint, this was no different than stabbing it directly in the heart.

"But what exactly happened in this world that even the Counter Force couldn't intervene and was forced to give up?"

All signs indicate that this world may not be so simple. With this in mind, Yanan silently raised the threat level of this world by several orders of magnitude. He didn't want to capsize in such a place.

"Let's observe the situation first, at least to determine exactly where we are."

With a casual wave of his hand, a spatial rift opened up beside him. He stepped into it and arrived at the top of the mountain in the next second.

The unnamed mountain beneath his feet was about 1,500 meters high, almost the highest mountain in the vicinity. Yet even so, he still couldn't see the full view of the wilderness before him.

"This is at least half the size of the Sahara."

As he was muttering to himself, Yanan suddenly noticed something different.

On this desolate and flat wilderness, there are several huge pits scattered around. Each pit is surprisingly the same size, and they are indistinguishable to the naked eye.

Clearly, this could not be the result of nature's "divine intervention".

Yanan frowned slightly. For some reason, he felt that these pits looked somewhat familiar.

In order to find the source of this sense of familiarity, he decided to take a closer look.

With the help of the Thousand Worlds Rift, in just a few breaths, Anan traversed thousands of meters and arrived at the nearest crater.

The crater has a radius of two to three hundred meters and a depth of several hundred meters. Inside the crater, semi-molten rock and sintered soil have fused into a black, hardened state, showing the hellish temperature that once existed here.

These are not landscapes dug out by humans; these pits... were blasted out by something.

It can't be a meteorite. So many neat and consistent craters couldn't have been made by the same meteorite, could they?

Yanan secretly estimated that if the Black Abyss White Flower were used, then at least the first rated power would be needed to cause this level of damage.

Even the "Key of Destruction" Heavenly Judgment, without activating Annihilation, has a maximum output of about this level.

This world is indeed dangerous... Yanan sighed softly to himself, but suddenly felt a strong sense of crisis envelop him!

His gaze instantly sharpened like a blade as he looked up at the endless, distant sky, following the source of his sense of crisis.

A bright beam of light pierced the sky and plummeted toward the ground. Judging from its trajectory, its target was clearly Yanan!

"Speak of the devil and he appears."

Yanan raised an eyebrow slightly, and black and white light gathered in his hand, instantly condensing into a knight's lance engraved with a holy lily pattern.

The Sixth Divine Key: Black Abyss White Flower.

"First rated power, liberation!"

With a deafening roar, the holy lily pattern on the surface of the Black Abyss White Flower lit up instantly under the infusion of immense magical power. A pure white beam of light burst forth from the tip of the spear, like a shooting star flying in reverse, and struck straight towards the beam of light from the Swan Award.

Rumble, rumble, rumble—!!!

......

......

Standing on the throne at the edge of the world, the indifferent god opened his eyes once more, and for the first time, a look of confusion appeared in his holy blue eyes.

Was it blocked?

God spoke in a low voice, preparing to unleash divine punishment once more, but suddenly stopped halfway through reaching out his hand.

The anchoring of the Holy Lance has reached a critical moment and should not be used too frequently.

After a moment of silence, the god withdrew his arm, and his soft voice echoed throughout the entire square.

“A-Yiwen”.

After a dozen or so breaths, a gloomy figure clad in jet-black armor walked from a distance and knelt on one knee before the god.

"Your Majesty."

"An intruder has broken in. Send someone to deal with it." The god's voice was cold and calm, as if frozen solid for millennia.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Just as Ady was about to get up and leave, the king's voice rang out again.

“The intruder is very strong. If you can’t handle it, you can ask Merlin for help.”

Chapter Three: The problem wasn't them, it was the world.

On the wilderness, Yanan held the Black Abyss White Flower and waited for about half an hour. Only after confirming that there were no beams of light attacking him did he gradually relax and lower his guard.

"The moment they discovered it, they attacked. The owner of this place seems to have a bad temper," he muttered to himself, putting away the Black Abyss White Flower.

Without a doubt, the glowing pillar we just saw was the source of these giant craters.

Moreover, judging from the time, it has been less than five minutes since he arrived here, and the attack came so quickly, which means that the other party had discovered him as an outsider from the very beginning.

This is enough to show that the other party's grasp of this world has reached a very profound level.

As for why the attacks were not continued, it may be because they found that such attacks were ineffective, or for some other reason.

Regardless, he has undoubtedly come into the other side's sights, and the next move will likely be a bit more difficult.

The magical aftershocks from the clash of light cannons slowly dissipated in the air. Anan, his black hair whipped wildly by the wind, exhaled a long breath, a complex expression on his face.

"I never expected that this time, the enemy would be you..."

After what had just happened, he finally remembered where the sense of familiarity he had felt earlier came from.

The Sixth Singularity: The Realm of the Sacred Round Table – Camelot.

This time, he is not participating in the Holy Grail War, but in the true salvation of humanity.

To be precise, it is the salvation of humanity in this world.

The enemy he's about to face, who is also the owner of that light-emitting cannon, is the final boss of this singularity—

Artoria Pendragon from The Lion King.

A spirit that failed to die when it should have, and has wandered the world alone for over a thousand years.

Yanan looked up at the sky, his mind filled with a jumble of complex thoughts, like a tangled ball of yarn.

After an unknown amount of time, he shook his head and used the Feather Dust to clear away all the clutter in his mind, his dark eyes becoming clear again.

"In the end, it's just a completely different 'possibility'."

Before this, Anaen had already met another Artoria, but the two encounters were completely different.

The Artoria who had appeared in Fuyuki City, although in a corrupted state, had at least not lost her humanity. Some of her usual behaviors reminded him of the familiar Artoria, so he didn't mind extending his goodwill to her.

But this Artoria has been completely cleansed by the characteristics of the Holy Lance, becoming a god who has lost all humanity. Apart from her face, she is now a completely different being from his Artoria.

Since that's the case, there's no need for him to dwell on these messy issues anymore.

He never forgot why he embarked on this long journey.

He wanted to save his country and those he cherished.

His family is waiting for his return day and night...

No one can stand in his way until he achieves his ultimate goal!

Even a god wouldn't do it!

An imposing aura burst forth from Yanan, which then slowly subsided after a moment.

"...Anyway, let's find a local to get some information first."

Yanan recalled that, if he remembered correctly, there should be three forces at this singularity.

One was the Sun Dynasty, led by Ozymandias and Nitocris; the other was the Mountain People, who followed a strategy of encircling the cities from the countryside and waiting for an opportunity to rebel; and the other was Camelot, the chalk capital ruled by the Lion King.