"In the world of magic, this is called human law. They in Chaldea regard it as the highest mission and have been working hard to protect it." She spoke, praised, and sang the praises of the great achievements that Chaldea had made so far. At the same time... Chaldea's measuring instruments began to flash continuously, as if confirming the starry sky, which was full of light. This light is too familiar. Too eye-catching. This was a scene that Chaldea had never seen before. "…Is this a dream? Or is there something wrong with the measuring device? Summoning rituals have been activated in various places in the singularity!" "Without a catalyst or a summoner, it started on its own! With only the thin thread of fate that was once connected!" Romani Akiman's joyful scream with a trembling voice resounded through the communication device and reached Ritsuka. The number of spiritual base reactions was like a torrent of spots, magnificent and majestic, constantly increasing in this temple that had previously seemed like an isolated city!!!
"Spiritual base reaction is ten, twenty, thirty and still increasing! Fujimaru, this is it!" [Whoosh!] In the windless place, the sound of flags fluttering gradually rose, as if responding to that question. On the white flag that symbolizes piety, the golden iris pattern is dazzling. In a place where the golden sand fades, familiar faces appear one by one. Those were figures that were extremely familiar to the people of Chaldea. Those...are the things that the audience has lamented, exclaimed, and witnessed before! "Joan of Arc..." "Nest, it's King Gilgamesh!!" "Oh my god, isn't that the goddess Ishtar? And is the one next to Gilgamesh Kingo?" "Anyway...everyone is here!!" These haunting figures and unforgettable names are confirmed to exist one by one at this moment as the audience calculates. "Ah, that flag is!" Ritsuka and Mashu were speechless. The excited Master and Servant looked at each other. The sincere smile on their lips seemed to be the best way to welcome them. "Everyone... is here...!" They are the heroes who have gone down in history in this world and are as powerful as a thousand men!! There are not just a few of them, and it is impossible to count them accurately. When this catastrophe is about to happen, they come in an endless stream! These beings, who fought for the right to grant wishes in the Holy Grail War and dispersed after the war, gathered here like fleeting fireworks. Magnificent, eye-catching and dazzling, the polar night meteor shower blooms before your eyes. At the same time, the death knell of the demon god was sounded. [The nerves at the eastern end are burning. The number of enemy servants is still increasing.] [The western autonomic nerve is damaged. The enemy servants are confirmed to be twenty-four.]
[Not worth mentioning. No matter how many there are, they are just an extension of humanity.] [Not a group like us. But an existence that can only survive and fight alone. ] [Annihilate. Sweep. Eliminate. A mere servant is no match for us.] The demons didn't take it seriously and continued to report. It was like a giant beast that wanted to crush weak ants and insects and continue to trample and ravage them. However, the reality... is completely reversed! "These previously invincible demon gods..." Tanjiro's arms were shaking. He couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart and trembled, "These previously flawless beings... are falling apart!!!" The picture is completely one-sided. Just as the demon god Flauros said, one side was indeed crushed without any chance to fight back. However, this side... is the devil. Constantly, some demons lost their functions, some demons were unable to fight, and some demons suggested escaping. [The eastern terminal nerve is destroyed. The first to eighth columns cannot maintain normal values.] [Western autonomic nervous system destroyed. The 26th to 33rd columns cannot maintain normal values.] […The left and right basal bones are damaged. I propose to leave this space.] The demon was defeated, puzzled, bewildered, and angry! ! 【What is going on? Why are we being suppressed? 】 [Why do humans who refuse to understand each other cooperate with each other! 】 The dying demon stared at the scene in front of him with his scarlet eyes that were gradually dimming. The woman in silver robe and blue armor, holding a banner, was the saint who led France to fight against the British invasion. Joan of Arc, as the earliest companion in the journey to Chaldea, was also the first to arrive at this battlefield. Hearing this, her clear and loud words spread to the starry sky and also reached the audience. They are heroic spirits. Even if he becomes a higher-level being, he will still fight, and he desires something for the things that made him feel indignant in his life. He is an ordinary but greedy being. "...Yes. We are indeed beings bound by selfish desires." "Even after becoming a Heroic Spirit, I haven't changed. No, it's because I'm a Heroic Spirit that I won't distort my beliefs." It is because of desire that life has the driving force to move forward. It is because the Holy Grail can give the Heroic Spirits the chance to start over that so many Heroic Spirits are willing to downgrade themselves to Servants and return to the surface of the Earth to continue the battles that were not completed during their lifetime. Whether they harbor selfish motives or want to fight, this is all out of the selfish desires of the heroic spirits.
But... "But there are still humans who believe in us." "Even though we have witnessed many heroic spirits and many conflicts, we still firmly believe that we are heroes." "If you can't respond to this trust, respond to this call, how can you be called a hero!" "Lord, please allow me to once again wave this flag to save my country, no, to save the world." The loud light made the flags dazzling, instantly dispelling all the haze in the area. The scorching light and the figures behind them were the heroes born in the long history of mankind. They are the heroes who, despite their selfish desires, are still able to leave their names in history and are understood and loved by future generations. Now, it is time for them to give back to the world and to humanity. The girl with blonde pigtails had a resolute face. She held the holy flag of command and released a field of light that enveloped the entire space. Here, her true name is read out loudly, her name, the meaning of her coming, all her thoughts and aspirations, which are also what all the servants who are willing to come here think in their hearts. "Listen, all the heroic spirits gathered in this area who are as powerful as a thousand or ten thousand men!" "Even if we are enemies who cannot get along with each other, even if we are from different eras with no intersection, please trust each other now!" "It's not to stop the burning of humanity, but to open up a path forward for our contractors!" "My true name is Jeanne d'Arc! In the name of the Lord, I will become your solid shield!" The words fell. The uneven light bands are still eye-catching. Above the curtain, the sky full of stars was still rising and falling like falling meteors. How touching and beautiful. Reflected in Mashu's pupils, she was stunned and moved by the scene, captured by it... These are the great achievements of Chaldea so far, and the bonds that have been formed along the way. And now... all of this has come to fruition—— "That is... the countless meteors streaking across the sky..." Is a follower. Countless followers. It's Siegfried the dragon slayer, it's Elizabeth the dragon lady... It is Arjuna, the hero of God, and Karna, the hero of charity. It is the goddess of Uruk camp and Mesopotamia.. Everything, any opposites, stand side by side at this moment. The brilliance is as magnificent as an epic, and the silver frost comets gathering in the sky still show no signs of stopping.
From the end of time to the limit of life, those beams never showed any signs of stopping. It is the [polar night meteor shower]. Chapter 2. Meteor Shower in the Polar Night () Meteor showers are as colorful as the polar night, falling and dazzling. Some are similar, and some are opposite. These heroes who had disputes and opposing camps in past singularities gathered in the hall. The monsters called 72 Demon Gods were suppressed. The whole process was a shocking reversal. Although it may seem abrupt, if you think about it carefully, it is the perfect response. A boy named Fujimaru Ritsuka. A girl named Mashu. They worked together to overcome difficulties, trekking through mountains and rivers, walking, and strolling at every turning point of historical ties. There is no mistake. This is the characteristic of Fujimaru Ritsuka, and the reason why he was chosen as one of the protagonists of the editing exposure. He was not chosen as a hero, he decided to be a hero, and he was the only one who was qualified to be a hero!! "This beautiful starry sky, this amazing phenomenon of super scale, is the reward for their hard work and selfless efforts!!" "The enthusiasm that knocked eight times at the door of the Grand Throne of Destiny will finally bear its due fruit!" "This is the power of bond. It is also the power of the wisdom of mankind alone, the crystallization of all human history!!" In JOJO's world line, Speedwogan screamed excitedly. No matter who you are, you should celebrate when you witness this miracle! The bond of friendship and hard work finally combined to create a boy who could stand against the Magic King who wanted to burn the entire pan-human history! "We should have this attitude when exploring the road ahead. As long as we keep moving forward, the road will definitely be waiting for us there!" On the quiet street, as the sharp sound of the black limousine's brakes came to a stop, Olga Izka was imparting to Reid all the thoughts that came to her mind after witnessing these heartwarming, inspiring and uplifting scenes. What courage, what hard work, what a miracle. This is a myth that only he can create. In a remote corner called Chaldea, in an unknown area, he keeps studying how to save humanity, restore the unstable world, and overcome many difficulties. "This... is justice." In the timeline at the end of the Fourth World War, Emiya Kiritsugu, who had led Irisviel to flee Fuyuki in a panic, stopped and gazed at the mottled and dazzling scene with envy... His complex emotions were reflected in the depths of his dark and chaotic pupils. In those eyes that had never shown a highlight, there was a flicker of light of thought. Is this behavior...just?
If the boy named Shirou Emiya, his adopted son during the Fifth Holy Grail War, were standing in front of him at this moment, he would probably ask something like this. So-- As someone who cast a curse called justice on the boy, but actually died in depression in Fuyuki with a dead heart... after seeing the clip being exposed and finding a new meaning in life, and seeing the boy who truly accomplished something in his own world that he could never do, how should I comment on their behavior? Emiya Kiritsugu didn't know how to comment. In his cognition. This extraordinary behavior was beyond his understanding of what a human being could do.