In the real A Fang Palace.
Zhuge Liang nodded deeply in agreement. "Compared to the Lostbelts, Singularities are indeed far weaker."
The gap between them was akin to the difference between modern civilization and primitive society—an unimaginable chasm.
Take the known [Qin Lostbelt] footage as an example.
In the Lostbelt, Qin Shi Huang constructed a Great Wall that encircled the entire planet and forged a Crown-class Spirit Origin with his own hands.
Within the Lishan Hero Repository, powerful heroes were sealed in ice—each one a living human warrior of immense strength.
As the King of the Lostbelt, Qin Shi Huang reigned like a deity in a divine kingdom, his power so overwhelming it inspired despair.
Yet even after descending into the human world, where he was severely weakened by Proper Human History, he still ranked among the very top of Heroic Spirits.
"I wonder what formidable enemies the other Lostbelts hold," Xiang Yu murmured, his eyes blazing with intensity.
As the most battle-hungry and warlike general, he had never feared combat.
Or rather—he himself was the ultimate war machine, forged through two millennia of Qin technology under the Lostbelt's Qin Shi Huang.
"Indeed, having more warriors like Yu Ji would be even better!" Chen Gong's eyes sparkled with anticipation.
That immortal from the Inner Sea of the Planet, whose ultimate move was self-destruction and could resurrect infinitely, was practically his perfect partner.
With a dozen such warriors, they could easily slay gods!
Though they'd still struggle against the Evils of Humanity—ultimately, they'd be countered by various Authorities.
Zhuge Liang's lips twitched. "Don't even think about it. If we ever face them, surviving alone would be a blessing!"
The seven Lostbelts, vying for the title of the strongest human history, were realms of extreme brutality.
Qin was merely one among them.
Even Goetia saw no hope for humanity's continuation—such was the terrifying, monstrous scale of their power.
...
On the screen.
Goetia stared at the unshakable Nameless, his pity turning into boundless fury. "Humans, your future lies in turning to ash and burning to nothingness!"
When he alone could grant humanity a sliver of hope, why must they resist him?
"Sorry, but I don't agree."
Nameless extended his hands.
The radiant Star Grail, shimmering with dazzling multicolored light, slowly descended before him.
It had completely devoured the bands of light, condensing an immense energy vast enough to tear the Earth apart.
"For this moment, how many have sacrificed themselves?"
Nameless sighed softly. "Along this journey, so many heroic spirits willingly gave their lives to help me defeat you, the mastermind behind it all."
Arash, Ramesses II, Enkidu, Mash, Dr. Roman…
To aid him in restoring all the Singularities, one heroic spirit after another had unhesitatingly chosen to sacrifice themselves.
Now.
The final hope lay before him.
All eyes were fixed upon the Star Grail, filled with anticipation and awe.
Nameless reached out, intending to touch it.
Buzz—
An indescribable, mysterious force suddenly tore his hand apart, reducing it to black ash that scattered into the air.
Everyone was instantly stunned, staring at him in disbelief.
That power—it came from the Root itself!
Mash's eyes widened. "Senpai!"
Why?
Why had it come to this?
That was the final hope Senpai had forged at any cost. How could it reject his touch?
"Hahaha! Nameless, you are utterly unworthy of touching the Root!" Goetia laughed uproariously.
How hilarious.
After exhausting everything to create the Star Grail, intending to use it to defeat Him.
Yet, in the end, this mere human was unworthy of touching the Star Grail connected to the Root.
All of it—utterly futile!
"No, I have not lost!"
Nameless replied calmly, as though the arm reduced to ash was not his own.
"I, Nameless, speak on behalf of humanity—to the Root!"
His voice was not loud.
Nor did it need to be repeated.
"I may become humanity's greatest criminal. I may bring about humanity's extinction."
Nameless watched quietly as his outstretched hand turned to ash. "But I will not repent, for this is the only choice."
For humanity to endure—
Only by reversing time, by utterly defeating Goetia, who had transformed into the will of the Earth itself.
If humanity could persist for countless generations, then this planet called Earth would be his eternal monument!
"Now, activate the Second Magic—summon the versions of myself from parallel worlds, and offer them as sacrifices!"
Figures began appearing one after another beside him.
EMIYA, Muramasa, EMIYA Alter, Gudao, Nameless, Shirou Emiya, EMIYA the Heroic Spirit…
Every version of himself from parallel worlds had gathered here at this moment.
"Nameless, you dare invoke the Second Magic? This means every trace of your existence will be erased!"
Goetia roared in fury. "I will not allow it!"
He launched a furious attack.
Blinding violet-red beams of light blasted toward Nameless.
Each beam was powerful enough to obliterate a city.
Yet—
Countless Noble Phantasms shimmered around him, unleashing their might in a dazzling display.
Heroic spirits, one after another, spared no effort in aiding him.
Even knowing that Nameless intended to sacrifice himself, they could only lend him their strength.
Otherwise—
Nameless's sacrifice would be in vain!
The Star Grail, like a black hole, began swirling violently, its vortex expanding.
Noble Phantasm after Noble Phantasm was devoured.
Yet it remained insatiable.
One by one, the Namelesses from parallel worlds reached out toward the Star Grail.
The overlapping voices resounded:
"O Star Holy Grail, forged by the Third Magic and three thousand years of human history, grant my wish!"
"Let the world be reborn!"
At this moment.
Nameless paid the ultimate price, sacrificing his parallel world selves to truly activate the Star Holy Grail!
"No! Stop this!" Goetia roared in fury.
Yet in the next second.
Time came to an abrupt standstill.
All Servants froze in place,
The surging energies were suspended in motion.
Ripples quietly appeared in the void.
A petite figure emerged from behind Nameless.
She possessed long, translucent platinum hair that seemed like sunlight condensed into reality,
Radiating an aura of light and warmth.
Her deep blue eyes held a faint smile that could captivate anyone at first glance.
Every feature and movement embodied humanity's ultimate ideal of beauty.
So breathtaking it stole one's breath away.
So mesmerizing one couldn't look away.
Her delicate hands now seemed to become Nameless's own,
Reaching out to touch the Holy Grail in his stead.
"Hahaha, so the black-hearted capitalist who made me work nonstop finally shows up," Nameless suddenly laughed.
This peerlessly perfect being before him was humanity's collective self-preservation instinct—
[Alaya]!
It was through a contract with her that he had embarked on this thorny, bloodstained path.
"Leave the rest to me," her sweet voice chimed.
Nameless stopped laughing, weariness evident on his face. "Good, it's time I took a break."
After countless battles and traversing numerous singularities, both his body and soul had reached their limits.
Let him rest... just for a little while...
Hum~
Alaya smiled as pure white light blossomed from the Holy Grail's core.
The entire world was instantly bathed in radiant whiteness.
Swirling vortexes surrounded the Star Holy Grail.
Crack~
The invincible defensive Noble Phantasm [Avalon] shattered at this moment!
Becoming fuel for the Star Holy Grail.
Fuel drawn from three thousand years of human history, from all Servants, from all parallel versions of Nameless.
Even the power of the planetary consciousness Goetia was completely drained at this instant.
The holy white radiance expanded in all directions,
Violently sweeping through the Reality Marble and the hundreds of Servants present.
When the scene darkened again,
All witnesses clearly saw—both Nameless and Goetia had vanished!
The Final Singularity was resolved, with one unaccounted for.