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As the heroic spirits held off the 72 Demon God Pillars,
he alone drew his sword and charged at the Demon God King: "I am the Master of Ten Thousand Swords—Swords, come to me!"
Hum—
Countless sword phantoms materialized behind him, converging into one.
The ringing of a blacksmith's hammer echoed throughout the Reality Marble.
Countless blades fused together, forging his one and only—the [Nameless] sword.
Though nameless, it embodied the essence of all swords in existence!
His eyes suddenly turned violet.
[Mystic Eyes of Death Perception]—activated!
Nameless roared in fury: "Goetia!"
A single slash severed all avenues of evasion,
aimed straight for the enemy's neck.
Yet the Demon God King Goetia met the blade head-on with a fist wreathed in crimson-purple light, refusing to dodge.
Boom—!
A violent explosion erupted between them, forcing both back several steps.
A deep, bone-gashing wound now marred the once-invincible Demon God King's body.
"Damn you! Damn you! A mere human… dares wound me?!"
Goetia's snarl grew even more twisted.
He couldn't accept his own weakness—that a human could injure him.
Fear.
For the first time, fear surged within him.
An emotion never before experienced now rampaged through his being.
As he and Nameless clashed—
One by one, the Demon Gods were being hunted down by the united efforts of the Heroic Spirits.
As the collective entity of the Seventy-Two Demon Gods,
the deaths of the Demon Gods would further weaken His power.
Unacceptable!
Why were these Heroic Spirits, who had always been hostile to each other, now obeying this human?
"Time and again, the humans of the earth dare to reach for the might of the Demon Gods!"
The Demon God King Goetia regained his cold indifference. "I shall utterly annihilate you. Humanity shall meet its end here!"
All he had to do was kill him.
Once his opponent was slain, all the Heroic Spirits would be forcibly expelled, posing no further threat to Him.
"You really... are just like a dog!"
Nameless, however, gazed at Him with nothing but mockery.
The supposedly invincible Demon God King was nothing more than a thief—stealing the Magecraft of the King of Mages and pilfering the power ignited by human history.
All His strength was stolen or seized, with nothing truly His own.
Even the Noble Phantasms He wielded belonged to King Solomon.
Once the concept of King Solomon faded from existence, the Demon God King would be utterly incapable of wielding the three great Noble Phantasms!
Truly, what a wretched creature!
"Aaaaah! Fujimaru Ritsuka! Fujimaru Ritsuka! Fujimaru Ritsuka! Why won't you just die already?!"
The Demon God King descended further into madness.
He spread his arms wide, countless grotesque eyes manifesting upon them.
Each eye unleashed a violet beam of light, raining down upon his enemy like the relentless fire of a Gatling gun.
And yet—
Amidst this storm of magecraft, Nameless's body turned into a phantom, weaving effortlessly through the barrage.
This only stoked the Demon God King's fury higher, yet he remained utterly powerless to stop it.
Stripped of his Authority as a Beast, bereft of the Ten Rings, robbed of his three Noble Phantasms—
All he could do was fight with his fists and bombard with magecraft, a humiliation beyond measure.
At the same time—
One by one, the Demon Gods were annihilated, and he could feel his limbs being torn away, his power rapidly diminishing.
Never in his wildest dreams had the Demon God King Goetia imagined he would be reduced to such a state.
Had he struck Nameless down the moment he appeared, would he have suffered this disgrace?
The Demon God Flauros roared in rage, "We, the Nine Pillars, shall stake everything to annihilate you Servants!"
Yet—
Under the combined assault of the Servants, he stood no chance. The Nine Pillars were crushed without mercy.
"Unacceptable! Unacceptable! Unacceptable! Goetia, take our mana—take it all!"
In his final moments, Flauros screamed in desperation, "Kill them! Kill them! Kill them! No matter what, they must die! Our grand undertaking must not end here!"
Another mighty Demon God fell.
Vast and boundless mana surged into the Demon God King, fueling his last, desperate stand.
The Demon God Forneus, too, was shaken. "Why? Why do the Servants answer Nameless's call? Why go so far to protect humanity's order?"
"All they hold are painful memories. They should know—humans have no such worth!"
"Of all the life in the universe, only humanity has suffered such agonizing evolution. They should not exist!"
"You're mad! This planet is mad!"
Once, he had walked among them as Lev Lainur, working within Chaldea.
At first, he, too, had sought to save humanity.
But then he witnessed the cruelty of the former director, treating Mash like a lab rat—
Subjecting her to unspeakable, inhumane experiments.
Unforgivable!
The ugliness of humanity was something he could no longer endure.
And so, Lev abandoned his mission to save them, pledging himself instead to the Demon God King, joining the crusade to wipe them out.
Yet now—
The Servants had descended without hesitation, fighting alongside Nameless at any cost. And what he saw was something entirely different.
Why?
Why go to such lengths?
Then—
A figure bathed in radiant golden light descended, gazing down at him with amusement.
"You fool," the figure spoke. "If you harbor such doubts, then you've already found your answer."
"You—! Gilgamesh, you—?!"
Forneus stared in shock.
"Hmph. In the past, I witnessed the same things as you. Yet I arrived at a different conclusion."
Gilgamesh looked upon him with pity. "You possess eyes that have seen all, yet you perceive nothing. All you see is sorrow!"
"Your eyes are blind to truth, to goodness, to beauty. It is you, Demon God King, who fails to understand the value of life!"
Once, he, too, had believed life held no meaning.
But through his bond with that insufferable friend of his, he had come to understand—
The worth of life. The worth of humanity.
Good and evil.
Black and white.
Right and wrong.
Everything has multiple facets, impossible to summarize with just a single perspective.
"If you still have doubts, ask that guy."
Gilgamesh laughed uproariously: "Hahaha! This will surely be your salvation at the moment of death!"
He did not intervene but stood aside, freely mocking the Demon God.
The scene left the spectators with strange expressions—
[So, Gilgamesh came just to mock and comment?]
["Golden Boy Transforms into War Correspondent, Personally Observes the Frontline Battle and Delivers Sharp Commentary!"]
[Truly the king of pleasure, arriving first to loudly ridicule!]
[The King of Heroes being this relaxed clearly means Nameless has victory in the bag—no need for him to step in!]
...
Facing the hero's taunts,
"Humans are destined for death—let me grant you your final annihilation!"
The Demon God King grew increasingly furious: "You shall become the fuel for our ascent to the primordial sky, forging a new world!"
Pillars of demonic energy converged upon him, amplifying his already colossal magical power.
The ultimate, desperate struggle.
A grand undertaking three thousand years in the making—it could not be ended by mere humans!
Facing this final resistance,
Nameless produced a blank summoning card and whispered, "I beg of you—all versions of me across the timelines—answer my call and utterly crush the Demon God King!"
[Dream Summon]
Activated!
This time, it was no mere summoning of power—it was the summoning of countless parallel versions of himself!
Archer EMIYA, Senji Muramasa, Emiya the young hero, Alter EMIYA—one after another, they descended simultaneously.
Figures surrounded him, all smiling as they stepped forward.
"Let us defeat Him together!"
Countless parallel versions of Nameless merged into one at this moment.
A mysterious and vast power spread unrestrained.
His entire body surged with uncontrollable energy, all pouring into the sword in his hand.
Under this infusion of power, the blade—[Nameless]—grew ever sharper, brimming with an edge capable of tearing the world asunder.
Compress!
Compress!
Compress to the limit!
The overwhelming force was condensed madly, as if forming a black hole that devoured all.
Burn!
His entire body and soul were set ablaze.
A power surpassing gods and demons, surpassing all—the ultimate force—manifested upon the [Nameless] blade.
Bathed in this transcendent might,
Nameless trembled violently, his body screaming as if on the verge of explosion.
"This body was forged for the sword. Even if it turns to ash, even if my name is forgotten, even if all I've wrought returns to dust."
Nameless raised the reforged Noble Phantasm, pointing it at his foe.
"This blade—was forged for humanity alone!"
"Sever the bonds! Sever fate! Sever karma!"
"Take this, Goetia!!!"
Nameless flashed forward, appearing instantly before the Demon God King.
His sword erupted with radiant light, shattering layer after layer of the enemy's magical defenses with unstoppable force.
Ignoring all defenses,
Ignoring all resistance.
The blade plunged deep into the Demon God King's chest—piercing him completely!