[ "Hahaha, that's impossible, impossible, everyone!" As if hearing their communication with Da Vinci, Lev sneered frantically.
"As long as this earth and the Throne exist, we will never be destroyed! If you want to kill me, you have to kill all seventy-two of my brethren first."
"Such firepower, such an army, where can you find it? That's right, you can't find it anywhere, you simply don't have it."
Lev, who had already transformed into a Demon God Pillar, felt victory was within his grasp and was mocking the two people below him with immense pleasure. ]
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〜Projection of All Worlds〜
Although Lev appeared extremely arrogant at the moment, it had to be said that upon seeing this, everyone felt a deep sense of powerlessness; they couldn't see any hope of victory.
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〜Type-Moon World, Kaleid liner Prisma Illya Wordline〜
"Firepower… Army… How is that possible?"
Miyu couldn't help but smile bitterly at this; regrettably, they didn't have any of the things he mentioned.
Looking at the situation before her, Illya also clutched her head with both hands and shouted in despair:
"This is too hard to fight!"
And this was just King Solomon's lackey. The main boss hadn't even appeared yet, and Chaldea was already at its wits' end. Was human history destined to be destroyed?
"If you want firepower, just find that Goldie, right? If that really doesn't work, find your brother."
Just then, Magical Ruby seemed to think of something and suddenly lit up, circling excitedly around Miyu as it spoke.
Goldie?
Miyu froze for a moment, then realized:
"You mean that King of Heroes who calls everything a mongrel?"
That was actually a good idea. In terms of firepower, he was indeed fierce! But, if it was her brother… thinking of her brother, Miyu's expression fell again.
Seeing this, Illya instantly covered Ruby's mouth and whispered,
"Hey, don't talk nonsense!"
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[ "The final Master, the final human, Fujimaru Ritsuka! We must express our heartfelt gratitude to you."
"You have brought us the greatest amusement!" Lev's words were filled with mockery as he continued to sneer at the two.
"Your resistance… truly commands considerable admiration."
"We laughed off the resistance of the First Singularity."
"We laughed off the passion of the Second Singularity."
"We laughed off the adventure of the Third Singularity."
"We laughed off the quest of the Fourth Singularity."
"We laughed off the advance of the Fifth Singularity."
"We laughed off the survival of the Sixth Singularity."
"We laughed off the Seventh Singularity…" When he reached this point, Lev, who had been sneering, suddenly fell silent for a moment.
As if feeling the atmosphere was a bit awkward, he pretended nothing was wrong and continued: "Ah, well, that wasn't exactly such a pleasant experience."
"Anyway, that was just a bit of unfunny third-rate juggling… Forget it, let's just forget about the Seventh Singularity." ]
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『 Viewers of Countless World 』
"I don't know about the other Singularities, but the Seventh Singularity… Hehe, the Genesis Mother Goddess welcomes your arrival~."
He panicked, he panicked… Seeing Lev's slightly guilty expression, everyone watching from outside the video was left at a loss for words.
If you have the guts to say it, don't feel guilty! …So you also know the Seventh Singularity was dangerous. Looking at your arrogant appearance, we really thought you feared nothing in heaven or earth.
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〜A Certain Magical Index World, Academy City〜
Hearing Lev mention the Singularities, Kamijou Touma suddenly paused:
"Come to think of it… How exactly did Fujimaru get through the previous Singularities?"
He didn't know about the First to the Fifth Singularities, but he imagined they must not have been easy.
The videos for the Sixth and Seventh Singularities had been played, so he knew clearly just how difficult it was to resolve a Singularity!
The Lion King's Judgment of the Holy Lance, Mother Goddess Tiamat's Anti-Genesis… each one was harder to solve than the last. It felt as if you didn't have a map-wiping attack; you were embarrassed to call yourself a boss.
〜Type-Moon World, ██████ Worldline〜
In the 7th singularity, Absolute Demonic Front: Babylonia—
"THAT MONGREL, HE REALLY DARES TO SPEAK!!"
King Gilgamesh, who had been ridiculed by Lev for no reason, was truly angry this time.
"Third-rate juggling…"
The already furious Gilgamesh twitched his eyelid upon hearing this, instantly pulling out an axe and staring viciously at the screen:
"He still dares to humiliate this King!"
To actually describe the final glory of Uruk as third-rate juggling?! You should be glad you are inside the screen; otherwise, I would definitely let you taste whether my axe is sharp or not.
"Can this be tolerated?"
The exasperated King Gilgamesh continued to clamor:
"Summon! You must summon me! Fujimaru, if you know what's good for you, summon this King over there."
Lev, is it? Demon God Pillar, is it? You need firepower, is it? Compared to your boss, that Israelite King of Boxing, my title as the Axe King of Uruk isn't just for show!
Watching the flustered and exasperated Gilgamesh, Ishtar felt satisfied now, a smile gradually appearing on her face:
"Sure enough, smiles don't disappear; they just transfer."
"Goddess…"
Siduri looked at the beaming Ishtar and seemed a bit hesitant:
"Is it possible that the third-rate juggling Lev mentioned included cursing you as well…"
"Ahem… What?"
Ishtar, who believed she had performed beautifully in the Singularity, froze in her smile. Only then did she realize that Lev seemed to have really cursed her, too.
Her face changed instantly, and she gritted her teeth:
"To actually treat this Goddess's 'magnificent' performance as juggling, IT IS UNFORGIVABLE!!"
"…"
Merlin, witnessing the face-changing process, was speechless. He really wanted to ask Ishtar, Goddess, where was your "magnificent" performance?
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[ "In short! Your battle was truly delightful! Especially the pointlessness of it all."
"We give this a high evaluation! Thanks… and goodbye!"
"…End this journey right here, along with Chaldea, huahahahaahhahaha!"
As Lev's voice fell, the giant eye on the Demon God Pillar began to glow with a strange light, and countless dazzling beams shot towards Fujimaru!
"Senpai…!!" Mash shouted anxiously.
As if losing consciousness, Fujimaru Ritsuka's vision turned blood red, and despair inevitably rose in his heart: "Sure enough… is it still no good?"
Just then, a gentle female voice suddenly rang out: "No, calling it pointless is the true lie. For you, isn't it too soon to give up?"
A familiar figure, trailing specks of blue light, cut through the starry sky and appeared in front of Mash and Fujimaru.
"Your battle is a long journey retracing human history, but clearly… You should never have felt pessimistic about it."
"Because countless encounters are waiting for you."
"Even if everything on this star turns into a battlefield for the Holy Grail War, even if at the end of the road… countless formidable enemies stand in a forest!"
"You have never given up, gazing at the sky, declaring that you will never hand the ending over to anyone else."
"Looking at it now… all of this remains unchanged. Come! Let us begin the battle! Master!"
Accompanied by the gentle yet impassioned voice, the figure clad in silver-white armor slowly landed on the ground.
"This is the story of you and us… Reclaiming the future, isn't it!"
At this moment, Fujimaru Ritsuka stared blankly at the incredibly familiar figure before him, and the flag she held in her hand… The arrival was none other than the Saint of France, Jeanne d'Arc! ]
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『 Viewers of Countless World 』
"That face… isn't that the Lion King from the Sixth Singularity? Don't think I won't recognize you just because you changed your armor!"
"Although the temperament is different, much gentler, I definitely won't mistake that face. She is the Lion King, no doubt about it!"
At this moment, everyone outside the video became excited. A miracle had truly been born. This was the "…Lion King"; a Demon God Pillar or whatever would be dealt with in a single shot of the Lance that Shines to the Ends of the World!
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〜Type-Moon World, ██████ Worldline〜
〜In the Singularity of Hundred Years' War of the Evil Dragons: Orleans〜
"Tsk…"
Looking at the figure on the screen, Jeanne Alter was a bit displeased:
"That uncultured village girl really knows how to talk."
Clearly, she didn't know many words, yet she could speak such a long, inspiring passage. Who would believe that?!
She must have secretly memorized the lines, right? She definitely went and memorized them secretly. After all, if she wrote cheat sheets, she probably wouldn't be able to read them anyway.
〜Type-Moon World, Kaleid liner Prisma Illya Wordline〜
"By the way… is she really the Lion King? The difference in temperament seems a bit too big."
Miyu still held a skeptical attitude towards the identity of the arrival.
Although they looked exactly the same, in terms of attire and temperament, they were completely two different people!
But because of the case of King Arthur in Saber class, she dared not jump to conclusions. Could these issues be caused by being summoned in a different class?
"But the faces are exactly the same. I'm certain she is the Lion King!"
Magical Ruby was full of confidence:
"Or rather, King Arthur summoned in a different class!"
Illya felt confused:
"But… Fujimaru didn't summon anyone. How did she descend?"
"That is a very good question, you've stumped me too…"
Magical Ruby was speechless for a moment. Who was it supposed to ask?
〜Type-Moon World, Carnival Phantasm Worldline〜
"Like…"
Tohsaka Rin looked back and forth between the screen and Artoria's face:
"It's really too alike!"
It was like they were carved from the same mold. Forget twins, if someone said they were the same person, people would definitely believe it!
"Although they look alike, but… that is definitely not Saber!"
Illya said with absolute certainty.
Artoria felt relieved upon hearing this. There were still people with sharp eyes. She nodded in approval:
"That's right, that is not…"
But just as Artoria wanted to explain, she heard Illya add:
"After all, you can tell just by looking at the hearts…"
Upon hearing this, everyone's gaze paused imperceptibly on Artoria's chest for a split second, then they nodded in considerable agreement.
Looking down at her own chest, Artoria suddenly felt mocked. Veins popped out on her forehead, and she clenched her fists, gritting her teeth.
"You guys are doing this on purpose, right? You can tell just by looking at the flag Jeanne is holding!"
Although she admitted they looked alike! But couldn't they just pay attention to the flag Jeanne d'Arc was holding?
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