The Seifar, who had once sought to destroy humanity and the Earth, had been utterly defeated.
Souma severed the constraints of her contract at all costs, reawakening her human heart.
Now,
She was no longer the Seifar, but a human girl bestowed the name "Attila" by Souma.
A conqueror who once galloped across the steppes of Central Asia and Eastern Europe, bringing unparalleled glory to the descendants of the Huns—the Warrior King of the Huns!
The Seifar's expression was brimming with joy.
For the first time, light shone in her once cold, mechanical eyes.
There was light in her gaze!
Seifar—Titan Altera—
No, now she should be called Attila!
With a radiant smile, she declared, "Thank you, Master. My name is Attila, warrior of the Hunnic War God! I shall entrust my strength to you."
From this moment on,
Everyone realized—the apocalyptic disaster that had nearly destroyed the Earth had truly been ended by Souma.
The battle against the Seifar had been won!
The entire world erupted into celebration.
Previously, when the Seifar awakened on the moon and crossed over 300,000 kilometers to descend upon Earth, her overwhelming presence had far surpassed even that of the United States' Council of Gods.
After all, let alone a mere group of false gods from the United States, even the true Olympian gods were forced to abandon their true forms by the Umbral Star's vanguard.
Even the Mesopotamian gods, the gods of China, and others fought with immense difficulty.
A single entity nearly destroyed all of humanity and deities on Earth!
Countless people erupted in cheers and celebration—
-[Nameless is OP! He actually defeated the Umbral Star's vanguard! Another powerhouse joins humanity's defenders!]
-[Seriously, do you even understand the weight of a Grand-class beauty?]
-[Question is, now that both the Umbral Star's vanguard and the Evils of Humanity are fighting over Nameless, is the next world-ending disaster just gonna be a battlefield between these terrifying beings?]
-[Scary, too scary! They're clearly trying to divide Nameless into N pieces!]
-[Nameless actually charmed the Umbral Star's vanguard—watch out or the Umbral Star itself might come snatch its daughter back!]
In Chaldea.
Da Vinci, who had been watching nervously, finally exhaled in relief. "We won!"
For this battle against the Umbral Star's vanguard, only a handful could participate in the actual fight.
But.
Every Heroic Spirit across the world had been mobilized.
Before the confrontation, they had already devised a series of contingency plans.
Including scenarios where they failed to lure it into the underworld, where it broke free, or where it escaped and threatened other regions.
They had accounted for nearly every possibility, executing a battle that was practically flawless.
"No longer a weapon, but a true human—how wonderful."
Romani Archaman stared blankly at the smiling face of the Umbral Star's vanguard.
For a moment, he saw a shadow of himself reflected in it.
As the exposed footage circulated, his own memories had gradually returned.
Romani lowered his gaze to the ring on his hand.
This ring had once been bestowed upon him by God.
In the past, he had enjoyed divine favor, possessing the clairvoyance to perceive all things and power beyond mortal comprehension.
He had everything—yet lacked a self.
He was nothing more than a machine, flawlessly carrying out his duties each day, basking in the adoration of countless subjects.
No love, no hatred, no joy, no sorrow.
None of the emotions, pleasures, or burdens that defined humanity.
Just a puppet on strings.
And so, he had chosen to return it all to God—just to live as an ordinary man!
A man true to his name!
Da Vinci smiled at him. "There's no need to fight anymore."
This foolish doctor really thought he could deceive everyone.
Nameless, the last Master of humanity and its strongest, was more than capable of safeguarding human history.
"Unfortunately, the calamity isn't over yet." Romani sighed deeply.
The Umbral Star's vanguard had come from the moon.
And the Omnipotent God that Nameless had defeated before had warned of terrifying enemies lurking on Earth, the moon, and even the sun—
Each one capable of ending the world!
How could he possibly hide safely in Chaldea while leaving Nameless to fight alone?
In Da Vinci's footage, the little shield-bearing girl chuckled softly. "I have to say, Mash has really grown. She no longer needs our protection—instead, she can protect us."
When they first met, she had been a soft, innocent girl.
Pure as untouched snow, untainted by the world.
As an artificial human, Mash had been raised as a tool from the very beginning.
Yet, Dr. Roman, Da Vinci, and the Master all treated her as an equal human being.
This little shield maiden, who was once afraid of battle, now dares to raise her shield against the Evils of Humanity and the Umbral Star's vanguard.
How wonderful.
Dr. Roman smiled. "Indeed, even Mash has grown so strong. I should work harder too."
Born as a human—how fortunate I am!
With the defeat of the Umbral Star's vanguard, the battle was finally over.
Ereshkigal, the mistress of the underworld, couldn't help but pout slightly. "Hmph, that detestable man truly is irresistibly charming."
Just moments ago, they had been enemies locked in desperate combat, yet now they were about to become allies.
Needless to say, another powerful rival had joined the fray.
If she didn't put in more effort, she might easily be forgotten in some dark corner by Nameless, left to molder away alone!
She glanced at the Primordial Mother Goddess beside her.
During the battle, the goddess and Nameless had been the main forces, while she had merely assisted.
Without the Primordial Mother Goddess's party-wide healing and mana restoration, not to mention her frontline defense against the Umbral Star's attacks, defeating it would never have been so easy.
The Evils of Humanity, the Umbral Star's vanguard, Grand Servants… Nameless's allies were growing ever stronger.
Ereshkigal's heart was filled with complicated emotions.
Why, as a noble goddess, couldn't she even claim a single human for herself?
Just then.
The man suddenly smiled and said, "Oh, right, Ereshkigal. That little surprise I prepared for you—here you go."
"A little surprise?"
Ereshkigal's eyes sparkled with anticipation.
What kind of surprise could this man possibly have in store for her?
Under her eager gaze.
Souma gently swung the Sword of Promised Victory in his hand. "May all that is beautiful be blessed. Bloom, O Flower of Hope!"
With a sweep of the holy sword.
The boundless flames of hope left behind after the defeat of the Umbral Star's vanguard blazed fiercely.
A pillar of light shot into the sky.
Boom!
Like fireworks, it exploded in the air, transforming into an extraordinarily dazzling and magnificent flower.
Then, its petals scattered, splitting into countless tiny blossoms that rained down upon the earth.
The underworld was in bloom!
Ereshkigal stared blankly at the flowers blossoming across the land of the dead. "The underworld, a place of only darkness and death… is now blooming with flowers of hope?"
She could clearly see—this was no illusion cast by that sleazy dream demon Merlin, but genuine, living flowers!
"There are flowers in the Underworld, blooming just for you!" Souma smiled.
After countless battles and receiving endless help from her, he wanted to return the favor.
Not just with empty words to deceive this easy-to-win-over—
Ahem—lovely goddess of the Underworld, but by genuinely fulfilling her wish.
"Thank you~"
Tears shimmered in Ereshkigal's eyes.
For who knows how many years, she had lived alone in the Underworld.
She adored flowers beyond measure, yet not a single bloom could survive in her realm.
But now, an endless sea of flowers had appeared in the Underworld, granting her the grandest garden imaginable.
These flowers were born from the hope of human civilization, a force that transcended death itself.
Even in the Underworld, they stubbornly adapted and thrived!
The flowers of hope had bloomed!
At that moment.
Ishtar, who had been watching from the sidelines, couldn't help but grow increasingly envious. "Damn it, flowers blooming in the Underworld are just too romantic! I want some too!"
She had wanted to join this battle.
Unfortunately.
Everyone had unanimously and firmly refused, not daring to let this unreliable goddess participate.
During the last Singularity, Absolute Demonic Front: Babylonia, she had lost the Bull of Heaven and nearly doomed them all!
Who would dare team up with such a liability?
Did they have a death wish?!
Hmm~
A golden ripple swirled beside Gilgamesh as he retrieved a treasure from his [Gate of Babylon] and handed it over. "Here, a gift for you."