One after another, the Knights of the Round Table unanimously agreed to lift the seals.
Even the rebellious knight Mordred responded: "This battle is to vanquish evil—approved, Mordred!"
When the fate of humanity was at stake, even her strained relationship with her parent did not give her a moment's pause.
"This battle is to save the world—approved, Arthur!"
With the declaration of the thirteenth knight.
All thirteen seals on the holy sword were released, finally unleashing its true might.
Artoria pointed her sword at the pillar of light: "I, the ever-victorious king, recite the true name of the miracle in my hand—"
"Ex...calibur!!!"
The radiant brilliance of the holy sword shot straight toward the annihilating beam.
Under such an assault.
Even something as formidable as the [Human Order Cannon] was slightly deflected.
At the same time,
Jeanne d'Arc knelt devoutly on one knee, raising her sacred banner: "Hear me, you peerless spirits, each capable of standing against a thousand!"
"My true name is Jeanne d'Arc! In the name of the Lord, I shall become your steadfast shield!"
[Luminosite Eternelle!]
Hum~
A golden halo blossomed, enveloping every heroic spirit in a shimmering defensive barrier.
The invincible protection bestowed by the [Lord] would shield them from this terrifying impact.
This time, it was not to halt the incineration of human order.
But to assist Nameless in completing the ultimate plan to reverse time and space.
Seventy-two mighty heroic spirits gazed upward at the beam descending from the heavens.
Like mortals facing the wrath of divine punishment, yet daring to raise their blades against the gods.
Linked through Nameless as the conduit, the spirits were united by [Alaya], forming a single entity.
Seventy-two powers etched into human history merged into one.
Boom!
The [Human Order Cannon] struck, its annihilating beam crashing down upon the seventy-two heroic spirits.
The golden defensive barrier groaned under the strain.
Cracks spiderwebbed across its surface like shattered glass.
Even this so-called invincible shield struggled to withstand the full force of the [Human Order Cannon].
Fortunately.
Their goal wasn't to block it entirely, but to redirect the beam toward its intended target.
Guided by the spirits, the destructive energy pierced through the earth, creating a devastating black hole.
Hum~
Magical runes blazed with dazzling light.
An enormous magic circle, radiant as the stars, materialized across the ground.
With Gilgamesh leading the team, and powerful Caster-class spirits like Medea and Tamamo-no-Mae as members,
this magical squad had long prepared an immense spell formation.
Illya stepped forward, standing at the circle's center.
Countless Command Seal patterns emerged across her body, glowing brilliantly in this moment.
This was the power she possessed as the Lesser Grail in the [Unlimited Blade Works] timeline.
Using herself as the catalyst, Illya solemnly declared: "We are heroic spirits, tools of protection, born without life, perishing in defense—thus!"
"Bloom forth, the Third Magic—"
[Heaven's Cup!]
Boom!
The annihilating beam struck the magic circle directly, but instead of destroying it, poured furiously into its core.
The Third Magic, the materialization of the soul, could achieve eternal life without aging or death.
The Holy Grail War sought to harness this magic to create an "omnipotent wish-granting device."
But to fulfill a wish, the principle of equivalent exchange must be observed.
The scale of the wish demanded a corresponding magnitude of magical energy—otherwise, it could never be realized.
Now, Illya, empowered by [Alaya], summoned the Lesser Grail once more.
Seventy-two mighty spirits contributed their formidable spiritual energy.
This transformed the Lesser Grail into something surpassing even the Greater Grail of the past.
With this supercharged Lesser Grail as the catalyst, they began forging a Greater Grail using unimaginably vast reserves of magical energy.
No,
This was no ordinary Holy Grail—it clearly surpassed the sum total of all Holy Grails accumulated in every Holy Grail War.
It exceeded the combined magical energy contained within the seven Singularities!
Under the infusion of this vast, unimaginable surge of magical energy—
Hmm~
At the center of the magic circle, a sacred and transcendent Holy Grail slowly manifested!
All spectators were instantly stunned beyond belief—
[Oh my god! Using the Human Order Incineration Cannon to charge the Holy Grail—you guys are seriously insane!]
[What an absolutely insane plan! This Holy Grail can definitely fulfill any miracle!]
[Ahhh, I'm literally kneeling in awe right now!]
[As expected of Nameless—only he could come up with such an unbelievable plan, even shocking the Demon God King!]
[And only Nameless could make all the Heroic Spirits abandon all caution and unite wholeheartedly!]
[In one word—peerless! Creating the ultimate Holy Grail—what wish are you planning to make? Erasing Goetia?]
In Academy City.
Tamamo-no-Mae's jaw dropped. "How does this guy even dare?"
Even at her peak, with all nine tails gathered, she wouldn't have the confidence to directly withstand the [Human Order Incineration Cannon].
After all, this was the strongest, most invincible attack capable of piercing through the planet!
Aside from the scabbard [Avalon], only Mash's idealistic shield could block it.
Even she couldn't withstand it!
But now—
Nameless actually dared to plan a super Holy Grail using seventy-two Heroic Spirits as the core, powered by the [Human Order Incineration Cannon].
It made Tamamo-no-Mae want to scream—
You guys really have no fear of death, huh?!
Oh, right—she was also on-site. Well, that made it fine then.
Tamamo-no-Mae frowned at the screen, watching her one-tailed self. A measly, weakest A-rank Servant like that couldn't do much.
She could only play a minor support role.
Damn it, why wasn't her nine-tailed self the one summoned?
"How did he come up with this?" Merlin's eyes widened in shock.
Even she, a candidate for the Grand Caster title, dared not imagine executing such a terrifying plan.
One misstep, and every Heroic Spirit present would be annihilated.
Without a trace left!
This also demonstrated just how much trust the Heroic Spirits placed in Nameless.
Tamamo-no-Mae clicked her tongue: "If you'd been on-site, constructing the magecraft circle would've been much easier, right?"
Even after being resurrected and returned by the [Lord], Romani Archaman remained an ordinary man—not the Mage King Solomon.
Thus.
The most suitable candidates to act were naturally the two Grand Casters.
Compared to Gilgamesh.
Merlin was actually better suited to take the lead, ensuring the plan's flawless execution.
"My presence wasn't needed at all," Merlin shook her head.
Nameless was [Alaya]'s most favored representative—whatever he desired, he received.
At his request, the King of Heroes was temporarily granted the Grand Caster title to complete their scheme.
Even had she participated, this temporary Grand Saint Graph would still have been necessary.
All to create that miraculous Super Holy Grail.
Tamamo-no-Mae asked curiously: "So... can the Holy Grail really defeat Goetia?"
The Holy Grail, forged through the Third Magic [Heaven's Feel].
Hailed as the "Wish-Granting Device."
Whether it be eternal youth, power, wealth, or status—all could be obtained.
However.
The enemy Nameless faced was Goetia, who had evolved into planetary consciousness. How could a mere Holy Grail threaten such an existence?
"One [Human Order Cannon] clearly isn't enough—we need the entire lightband's magical energy!" Merlin's expression turned grave.
That lightband's power equaled hundreds of millions of King Arthurs unleashing their Noble Phantasms simultaneously—enough to obliterate Earth completely!
Such inconceivable power could truly threaten the Demon God King!
...
Within the temple.
Under the majestic infusion of [Human Order Cannon]'s magical energy, the Super Holy Grail manifested from nothingness.
It shimmered with dazzling radiance, beautiful and dreamlike beyond comprehension.
"Even this king must offer praise—truly formidable."
Gilgamesh tilted his head upward, watching the brilliant pillar of light descend vertically as he murmured: "Pity... you cannot possibly stop us!"
As a pawn raised by the gods, he'd always despised any existence seeking to control him.
If gods stood in his way, he'd raise his god-slaying blade.
If planetary consciousness opposed him, he'd battle the entire world!
"Nameless, the seventy-two Heroic Spirits—our joint creation of the Holy Grail is complete."
Gilgamesh turned toward the Avalon barrier with a faint smile: "What comes next... I leave entirely to you!"
Solomon's direct intervention would have been ideal.
But he, the mighty King of Heroes, empowered by [Alaya], now rivaled the Mage King in magecraft.
Through his execution of the Third Magic [Heaven's Feel], using Illya's Lesser Grail as catalyst, the Super Holy Grail was forged.
All preparatory steps were now complete.
The rest would be entirely in the other's hands.
"My deepest gratitude!"
Nameless clasped his hands in thanks.
The plan's first breakthrough—from zero to one—was finally accomplished.
"Goetia, across all seven Singularities, you distributed Holy Grails to corrupt human history."
He calmly regarded his enemy: "Since you used Grails to harm humanity's legacy, I shall use one to end everything about you!"
The Holy Grail contained vast magical energy.
Enough to empower each Heroic Spirit tremendously, transforming them into villainous bosses swayed by the Demon God King.
For example, Cú Chulainn, the Beast Goddess, and so on.
And in the final singularity.
Compared to the band of light condensed by the King of Demon Gods igniting three thousand years of human history, the Holy Grail was as insignificant as a firefly against the bright moon—utterly useless.
As the saying goes, courtesy demands reciprocity.
Since the King of Demon Gods had gifted so many Holy Grails, it was only natural for Nameless to return the favor with a grand present.
Using the Holy Grail to truly crush the opponent!
"So this is how it is. It seems that being dragged down from the stage by the weak is the shared fate of the strong?"
Goetia gazed at the Holy Grail emerging in the distance and calmly remarked, "A pity. This is useless against me."
No matter how powerful the Holy Grail, it could never pose a threat to Him.
Utterly meaningless!
"I hope you can still say that later!"
Nameless waved his hand lightly.
Hum~
The Holy Grail, shimmering with a kaleidoscope of colors, suddenly shot up into the sky from the magical circle.
It plunged directly into the band of light, devouring all magical energy like a black hole.
Goetia's expression changed: "To think it could reach this extent?"
His control over the band of light had already been fiercely contested by Nameless.
Under this devouring force, the band of light rapidly slipped from his grasp.
An unimaginably vast amount of magical energy poured madly into the Holy Grail.
"This is the ultimate Holy Grail forged by the Third Magic—it can be called the Star Grail!"
Nameless replied with a smile.
After absorbing the magical energy of the [Human Order Incineration], the Holy Grail could now truly consume the entire band of light.
Using the crystallization of three thousand years of human history as its source of magical energy, the ultimate Star Grail was forged.
Once it had devoured the immense magical energy within the band of light, it opened a vortex leading to the Root.
Bestowing upon it a power surpassing all else in the world.
The Swirl of the Root slowly manifested.
It was the "One" that gave birth to all things.
All knowledge, all truths, all magecraft...
Everything—absolutely everything—could be seen.
The Heroic Spirits of the Caster class gazed at the Swirl of the Root with fervent zeal.
Many of them had only a passing relationship with Nameless, but upon learning that the Swirl of the Root would appear, they spared no effort to assist him.
The lifelong pursuit of magi was laid bare before everyone for the first time.
A single glance filled the Heroic Spirits with a torrent of information as vast as the cosmos, flooding their minds.
Too much!
Too immense.
So immense it was unbearable!
Not just the Heroic Spirits—even the viewers who caught a glimpse clutched their eyes in agony—
[Ahhh, my eyes, my titanium alloy dog eyes!]
[This isn't something humans should see! Where's the censorship? The pixelation? Someone do something!]
[Don't look! Whatever you do, don't look! Absolutely do not look! Damn you, Alaya, censor this already!]
[The Swirl of the Root? My god, the Star Grail actually opened a path to the Root!]
[Goetia is done for now—no one can save him!]
...
The once-excited and jubilant audience now writhed in pain, covering their eyes.
Even after being weakened countless times by [Alaya], it was still unbearable for ordinary humans.
A single glance was enough to induce dizziness and a piercing headache.
Fortunately.
The Swirl of the Root vanished as quickly as it appeared, never lingering on the screen.
Goetia's crimson eyes were also filled with disbelief: "This... is the Swirl of the Root?"
He instinctively reached out to touch it.
This was the supreme source of all truths, all magecraft.
Having once followed the King of Mages, Goetia was naturally deeply intrigued by this.
But now,
He cared more about the actions of the man before him: "Once you use it, everything about you will be buried—your Spirit Origin may shatter completely!"
"You will reach the ultimate origin, the final void, where even God cannot save you!"
The Swirl of the Root, akin to a record of the cause, process, and outcome of all things,
Could be said to document the entire universe.
In other words, the Swirl of the Root is the ultimate source of truth.
To reach the Root is to attain true omniscience and omnipotence, akin to God.
Yet all things have their limits—once infinity is reached, one arrives at the ultimate [void].
The other should know this better than He.
No one who touches the Root can return alive.
Not even Solomon, the King of Mages at the height of his power, could achieve it!
"I am prepared," Nameless replied.
This would be his farewell—to the Heroic Spirits, to the entire world.
Not even [Alaya] could truly guarantee his safety!
But to defeat Goetia, who had transformed into a planetary consciousness, without dooming Earth to a lifeless state,
This was the best—and only—way.
By borrowing the power of the Holy Grail linked to the Swirl of the Root, he would bury himself alongside Goetia.
And bring this apocalyptic calamity to an absolute end!
"What a foolish human! What benefit do you gain from this?"
Goetia glared at him in fury. "When I could have granted you eternal life, why must you defy me?"
"You humans are so desperate for survival, aren't you? Wouldn't eternal life—free from disease and hunger—be wonderful?"
Truly incomprehensible creatures.
He could grant them everything they desired. The only cost was being kept under His dominion.
As the Beast of Mercy, He had never intended to utterly destroy the world.
He merely sought to create a new world, one under His absolute control.
Humans were but one among Earth's many beings. Why did they alone resist Him?
"Goetia, only when you understand why we resist you will you become truly human."
Nameless sighed softly. "Faith is born of ignorance; civilization parts ways with the divine."
"Humanity, having grown and flourished, will never willingly return to the sheepfold to become your livestock."
Life is precious, love more so.
Yet for freedom's sake, both can be forsaken.
Neither he nor any of the Heroic Spirits would ever submit to becoming caged livestock.
Even if submission granted eternal life—even if it meant becoming a god.
Never!
If they chose surrender, Goetia would do nothing more than treat them to a feast, behead them, or take them in as dogs!
Wouldn't that be no better than begging on their knees?
Even as a god, they would only be His sheepdogs—traitors to their own kind, herding the masses into pens!
It was precisely because he could never kneel that he had chosen this path—walking through human history, fighting one formidable enemy after another, with no way back.
Nameless turned his gaze to his familiar companions, preparing for what might be their final farewell.
This parting could very well be eternal.
The gentle shield-bearing girl, her eyes brimming with tears, spoke in an even softer voice: "Goodbye, Senpai. May you find a harbor to rest in."
Mash wanted to accompany him all the way to the Root.
Ever since arriving at the Final Singularity, she had been prepared to die.
But alas, it was impossible.
In the past, she had only been a burden to him, unable to help at all.
"Mash, from now on, Chaldea will be in your hands."
Nameless smiled and waved at her. "I'm truly sorry… I may never hold your hand again."
"Senpai…"
Tears streamed down Mash's face uncontrollably.
She had wanted to hold his hand forever.
But now, she could only watch helplessly as he walked away.
What cruel torment this was!
Even the usually scheming merchant now wore a gentle smile. "Your journey is over. You can rest now, Master."
Da Vinci's eyes shimmered with unshed tears, forcing herself not to cry.
Once the Holy Grail of the Stars was truly invoked, he would reach a place beyond anyone's reach.
A place where even the Hand of Omnipotence could not touch.
How heartbreaking!
"Sorry, but Chaldea's finances and management will be entirely up to you from now on. I won't be able to help."
Nameless spread his hands with a laugh. "Back in the Seventh Singularity, I swindled a few gems from Gilgamesh. Use them to rebuild a stronger Chaldea."
"Of course. I will." Da Vinci smiled through her tears.
Even at the very end, he still wanted to help them.
How could anyone bear this?
Yet.
If this was a journey, then it must have an end.
The Master was merely reaching his destination—after a lifetime of battles, he deserved a moment's rest.
And so, he walked on.
A shut-in who had always loved virtual idols wiped the corner of his eye and waved goodbye to him:
"Weary souls rest in woven fairy tales. If we meet again someday, don't forget to treat me to strawberry cake~"
When they'd first emerged, the other had promised to treat him to strawberry cake after the Final Singularity was repaired.
Yet now, he could return while the other could not.
"Of course. If we meet again, I'll bring Merlin to feed you strawberry cake myself!" Nameless laughed as he made the promise.
"You're really... I should have been the one to die, why did it have to be you!"
Hearing this, Dr. Roman immediately broke down in tears.
The Demon God King Goetia had been his mistake to atone for, requiring his own sacrifice.
But!
Why did it have to be Nameless who left?
Moreover.
When they'd previously arrived at [Nothingness], they'd met God, who promised his wish would be granted.
And that his most important person would help fulfill it.
This Master standing before him - who helped him grow from weakness into strength - was that very person!
"Doctor, you're the Director of Chaldea now. Stay strong, no more tears~"
Nameless waved farewell with a smile.
Having personally mended all regrets, he feared nothing now.
Next.
He would use the Holy Grail of the Stars to remake the entire world!
Nameless smiled at the final enemy before him: "Goetia, let us journey together to the Spiral of Origin - to the ultimate source of all things."
The time of parting has come. This is the one who lets go of the world!