Please play Fate/Go with me.

"That's exactly right. Whenever I duel with Sherlock Holmes, the result is always my defeat, as if I'm being interfered with by some kind of restraint or fate. So this time, I've decided to absorb Holmes into my body and make him my partner. In other words, the only being who can defeat me now has become my partner, and I am invincible!" Moriarty said with a smile.

"When exactly did you decide to betray us?" Mash asked.

“If I had to say something, it would be what just happened,” Moriarty said with a smile.

"What exactly is going on?" Joan of Arc asked.

Moriarty continued:

"The Shinjuku we see today is a piece carved out from the myriad worlds, and it has nothing to do with human reason. As a result, this place has become a city of fantasy, where phantom spirits and heroic spirits, phantom spirits and phantom spirits, no matter which aspect of fusion, would probably be impossible outside of this world."

But here, I've formed an alliance with the demon Baal for our own purposes. Baal's goal is to kill you, Gudako, while mine is to surpass Sherlock Holmes. In the name of an almost impossible, 'phantom' goal, I, as a human, and Baal, as a demon, form an alliance! This is the 'Phantom Demon Alliance.'"

"So you're saying it was premeditated from the beginning? Didn't any of us notice? How stupid!" Artoria said angrily.

“No, his spirit foundation was indeed damaged at the beginning, that’s for sure,” Shirou said, a fact he had confirmed with his Mystic Eyes.

"Yes, the reason I was able to deceive you, and even Sherlock Holmes, wasn't because of any outstanding acting skills. It was because I reset everything about myself to zero, removing my memories, removing my malice, and giving birth to goodness. Baal also erased his memories, becoming the former me, the evil Moriarty. And I fought alongside you, giving my all to overcome difficulties together. So, Master, there's no need to lament not seeing through all of this," Moriarty said, looking at Gudako.

"I'm just very sad!" Gudako looked at Moriarty and shook her head.

Moriarty looked at the girl with a complicated expression, sighed, and said, "I'm sorry... You're so kind. You're not saddened by my betrayal, but rather grieving that I've succumbed to evil again..."

The demon Baal spoke, "Moriarty, shall we begin the war?"

"Though I think it's futile, it's not entirely futile either. Let this be a farewell! For the end of your revenge, and the end of my loyalty! Fight!" Moriarty shouted as he raised the mechanical coffin.

"Leave the Demon God Pillar to me! Speaking of which, that Black Mud Servant told me last time that this was my responsibility, but I didn't expect it to turn out like this..." Shirou said, raising the Death Scythe.

"I'll help too! This is the guy who kicked me! I'm going to turn him into takoyaki this time!" Joan of Arc said angrily.

"Hmph, don't hold me back!" Artoria raised the holy sword.

"Gudako! I'm counting on you for support!" Shirou said.

"Yes! Leave it to me, senior!" Gudako shouted, raising her fist.

"oh!!!"

After merging with Sherlock Holmes, Moriarty became incredibly powerful. Behind him, the demon transformed into a gigantic demon pillar, exuding a savage aura. The tentacle-like cylinder opened countless red eyes.

Moriarty unleashed a powerful attack, firing machine guns and cannons incessantly, while the Demon Pillars widened their eyes and released beams of magical energy.

Shirou and the girls quickly dodged away. The tower was already cramped, and facing such a powerful attack was extremely difficult.

"Damn it! —Excalibur Morgan!!"

"Roar! My wrath!"

Artoria and Jeanne d'Arc launched a counterattack by activating their Noble Phantasms together.

The black beams of light and raging flames swept towards Moriarty and the Demon Pillar on the opposite side.

"Hmph!" The Demon God Pillar shielded Moriarty from all the damage, letting out a deep, resounding shout: "Hatred! Humiliation! Wrath! How can an attack of this magnitude compare to my three thousand years of resentment!"

The Demon Pillar is about to unleash the 'Incineration' technique, which corresponds to its Noble Phantasm. It seems that the anger, hatred, and humiliation accumulated over three thousand years will all be revealed at this moment. The magic power around the tower is absorbed and gathered by it, and everyone knows that this will be a devastating blow.

"Shirou-senpai, danger! This is an unprecedentedly powerful magical reaction!" Mash warned from Chaldea.

“I could feel it even without you saying it. It’s like a violent energy that can destroy everything. To defeat such a monster, we really have to use that move, right, Ad?” Shirou said.

“But the world is in a rather delicate situation right now. Will the meeting be able to proceed smoothly?” Yad asked.

"Don't worry about that, my Mystic Eyes will open this passage!" Shirou said.

"Oh! Even though he's Shirou from another world, he's still just as reliable! Let's go!" Yad shouted.

The form of the Reaper's Scythe has undergone a new change. The Holy Lance Noble Phantasm activated during the battle against the Black Mud Heroic Spirit was only the second stage. This time, Shirou will demonstrate the third stage, which unleashes the true power of the Holy Lance.

The gun emitted a dazzling light, and at that moment, the process of the Demon Pillar absorbing magic power was interrupted. The magic power of the entire space and the entire Shinjuku converged on this side.

At this moment, the boy's demonic eyes flashed with a seven-colored rainbow. The light in his eyes seemed to break through the shackles of this world, connecting with another world and forcibly opening a passage to contact the beings of this other world who were not accepted by this world that only allowed 'evil', and allowing their will to be transmitted here.

Before those eyes, nothing could stand in their way; the Holy Lance had connected with the will of another world.

In the hall with the huge round table, besides Kai, who had been residing in the Holy Lance, there were four knights dressed in armor.

A one-armed youth with a silver braid;

He looks very similar to Gawain, but is a younger man who is more youthful;

A stern-faced, black-haired, black-armored clerk at the round table;

The chief knight with purple eyes and short purple hair;

[Seal Thirteen – Round Table Decision Start!]

[This battle is a battle for survival] — Admitted, Kai.

[This battle is a battle against those stronger than ourselves] — Admitted, Bedivere.

[This war is not a war against humanity]—Acknowledgment, Gahoris.

[This battle is a battle to pursue the truth] — Acknowledgment, Agravivan.

[This battle is not a battle against the spirits] — Admitted, Lancelot.

And then there’s…

Chapter 105 A Meteorite Falls from the Sky

Artoria then stepped forward, placed her hand next to the boy's, and together they grasped the golden holy spear. The girl, as King Arthur's otherworldly counterpart, represented spirit and soul; while Shirou's current spirit was basically nurtured as King Arthur's physical body.

At this moment, the two, whose hearts were in sync, merged their wills, and their spirit, soul, and body formed a whole, receiving the Holy Lance's recognition.

The boy and girl clasped their hands together, raised the holy lance, and shouted in unison, "This battle is the battle to save the world!!"

[Holy Lance, Anchor]

[Rhongomyniad, the spear that shines from the farthest reaches!]

The six seals were unleashed, and the Holy Spear transformed into a dazzling golden light, rushing towards the Demon God Pillar and instantly engulfing its massive body.

If the Demon God Pillar spent three thousand years devising a method to destroy the world using a 'gun barrel', then this light is the very source of that gun barrel concept. It originates solely from the 'Storm Anchor' used to stabilize the world! A small fraction of its power has displayed an unprecedented and incomparably powerful might.

A magnificent, sacred, golden light shot into the sky, instantly enveloping the entire Shinjuku. Or rather, the small Shinjuku was simply not big enough to contain such dazzling golden light. At this moment, the world seemed to consist of only one color.

The light illuminated the dark earth, the pale faces of the people, and the hearts long shrouded in gloom...

"Woof?" A white dog ran out of the hamburger shop.

"Is...is this the sun?" The local inhabitants exclaimed in amazement as they gazed at the light.

"Oh God, is this the light of hope?" The down-on-their-luck thugs and mercenaries dropped their weapons and knelt down, gazing at the sky.

Those who survived by committing evil deeds and barely clinging to life, upon seeing this ray of light, all shed tears without prior arrangement.

At this moment, people finally remembered that the world was not just a desolate, gray expanse; that the sky was blue, the lake was blue, the leaves were lush, and the flowers could be so colorful.

The dazzling light lingered high in the sky, transforming into snowflake-like fluorescent lights that drifted down from the heavens.

This is the final proof of those supreme mysteries of antiquity that have manifested in the human world; it is also a radiant tower standing at the end of the world, a ray of light shining into this world.

Everything was over. Faced with the world's glory, the demonic pillar that had attempted to destroy the world was naturally unable to resist, and its enormous body began to disintegrate and dissipate.

Shirou and Artoria emerged together in the radiance.

At this moment, the boy's body was also emitting a fluorescent glow, and the pseudo-spiritual core within him was unleashing its final attack, reaching its limit.

"Goodbye, my sister, may you find happiness in this world. Goodbye, my partner in this world. Since that incident, I have fallen into a deep sleep again. I never thought I would see your face again, Shirou." The knight 'Kai' residing in the Holy Lance said softly, and with a burst of light, returned to the world he originally belonged to.

Inside the tower, the Demon Pillar trembled, its massive body shattering, gradually disappearing from this world. Baal, the Demon God who had sustained his life for 3000 years with the negative energy of the Phantom Spirit's hatred, had finally met his end.

"Hahahaha! I still lost, didn't I? I'm going to die after all! Gudako! I admit your power far surpasses ours! Shame, frustration, and anger—just like for the past three thousand years, these are the only emotions I've felt. But! Your death was already destined!"

"What did you say?" Gudako asked in surprise.

"Hahahahahaha..." The Demon Pillar disappeared amidst maniacal laughter.

3000 years ago, the remaining Demon Pillar met its end at this moment.

“Is it over…” Moriarty sighed softly.

"You're finished too! You bastard! How dare you betray us!" Joan of Arc said angrily, glaring at him.

“No, it’s you who are doomed, and so is this planet,” Moriarty said softly.

"What happened?" Shirou asked.

"What! A meteorite has appeared over Shinjuku!" Leonardo da Vinci exclaimed upon seeing the observation.

High in the sky, a meteorite broke through the atmosphere, bursting into flames, and hurtled towards Shinjuku.

The Demon Shooter is a demon-forged bullet with seven projectiles. The first six will always hit their target, but the seventh is cursed by the demon and will always be fired, only to fly towards the shooter's most beloved person.

The seven bullets fired by Moriarty were actually meteorites from the sky, which were activated when they sensed that his life was in danger.

Even so, the devil's bullets will not be fired according to Moriarty's wishes.

"That's enough... You're really wicked to the core. Is this like you'd do evil even at the cost of hurting yourself? Are there really people in this world who would do anything to do evil?" Shirou frowned and looked at Moriarty after he understood everything.

"Indeed, young man, you are quite perceptive. There are two kinds of evildoers in this world: those who harm others for their own benefit, and those who harm others and themselves. Although it's a difficult choice, in the end, I am the latter." Moriarty said with a self-deprecating laugh:

"The first six bullets were not enough to drive the meteorite. Only the seventh bullet could use the power of the 'demon' to forcibly turn the meteorite into a bullet. But in order to hit the target, I had to take a huge gamble with the demon Baal. I erased my memories, developed a benevolent nature, and fought alongside my Master Gudako. All for this one tiny possibility."

Shirou looked at Moriarty and said, "You, who lost your memory, helped Gudako and risked your life to save her, so she gradually became the most important person to you. So the reason why the meteorite is flying towards the gun is not anything else, but because of Gudako."

Moriarty spread his arms wide and exclaimed, “Indeed! Masters are undoubtedly excellent, and your kindness and justice are truly beautiful! Even a villain like me is moved by you. But just as sometimes poison must be used to fight poison, so in order to eradicate good, I will use good to kill good!”

"Heretical and evil!" Artoria felt a deep anger. What was the point of this meaningless revenge except to destroy everything?

"That's right, the Napoleon of the underworld, the demonic path, the criminal world, I am James Moriarty! There are five minutes left before the tower loads the magic bullet. As long as Sherlock Holmes doesn't interfere, my calculations will be correct, and everything is over!" Moriarty declared.

"Jeanne, I'm counting on you for Gudako," Shirou said.

"Shirou? Do you really intend to shatter that meteorite? That's a magic bullet imbued with demonic power, it's too much of a stretch! Especially considering how weak you are right now," Jeanne said, pulling the boy back.

"No problem. When we made the contract, I promised you I wouldn't lie to you, right? Trust me, I'll be back after I deal with the meteorite." Shirou looked at the silver-haired girl and said with a light laugh.

"Alright, shut up, Assault Girl. We'll take care of the meteorite. You stay here and protect Gudako," Artoria interrupted, glaring at the silver-haired girl.

“Cold-blooded woman, I know without you saying it!” Joan of Arc glared back and said.

"Gudako, I promised Mash I would protect you in her place. But the situation is urgent now, so Artoria and I will handle the meteorite with our holy swords. If there are any problems here, you'll have to figure them out yourself, okay?" Shirou asked the girl.

Without the slightest hesitation, the orange-haired girl readily agreed, "Okay! I'm counting on you! Shirou-senpai, Artoria."

"Very good!" Shirou patted the girl's head approvingly, then looked at the bearded man and asked, "You probably won't want to harm Gudako anymore, right?"

“Of course, now that things have come to this, I don’t need to do any of this unnecessary stuff. Hahahaha! If you want to struggle, then struggle all you want.” Moriarty waved his hand and said with a laugh.

"Ah! Then I'll struggle and show you!" Shirou said, turning around and walking towards the rooftop.

The meteorite fell from the sky at a speed of tens of thousands of kilometers per hour. As it rubbed against the air in the atmosphere, it emitted a white flash, while the rocks below it caught fire and turned red-hot, leaving a trail of gray smoke that stretched for thousands of meters.

Shirou and the blonde girl walked up to the rooftop, reached the edge of the tower, and looked up at the terrifying meteorite.

It is said that 60 million years ago, during the late Cretaceous period, a giant meteorite fell to Earth, leading to the extinction of the dinosaurs.

Of course, this meteorite is much smaller, so the area it could affect wouldn't be very large, but the problem is that the world is currently only a small place like Shinjuku.

Moreover, this is no ordinary meteorite; it has been imbued with the power of a demon, making it no easy task to shatter. Even if it were broken, the fragments falling down would be enough to reduce Shinjuku to ruins.

"Senior, there are still 100 seconds until the meteorite hits the top of the tower!" Mash in Chaldea counted down for the boy through a holographic image.

"Forced relocation, is there still no other way?" Leonardo da Vinci asked anxiously.

"We're working on it! Because of the magic bullet, teleportation is now even more difficult!" the employee said.

"Shirou, you only have one chance, don't mess it up. You're in charge of the explosion, I'll clean up the debris," Artoria said, looking up at the rapidly falling meteorite.

"Ah, leave it to me. If it were the old me, it might have been too much of a stretch. But the current me, I'll show you what a mere demon can do!" Shirou said.

He wanted to shatter the meteorite; the Mystic Eyes, magical power, and the Reality Marble were all indispensable. But now, with the Holy Grail supplying the boy with magic, it meant that none of these were problems anymore.

The boy stood atop the building, gazing at the sky, his back ramrod straight, reciting:

"I am the bone of my sword..."

I am the bone of the sword I wield.

This body was formed from the sword.

Body of steel, blood of fire

Blood as hard as iron, heart as clear as crystal.