Utter despair descended.
Everyone had believed that gathering the power of the gods would easily restore the Singularity.
But no one had imagined it still wouldn’t be enough!
On the screen.
Naless stared at the colossal titan. "I need a weapon strong enough!"
Gathering the blessings of the twelve Olympian gods granted him power surpassing even that of Zeus, the King of Gods.
Yet without a weapon of equal caliber, he couldn’t fully unleash such monuntal strength!
At the Fuyuki Grand Hotel.
Gilgash watched the murmuring youth on the screen and whispered, "You should beg , mongrel!"
Defying gods was his favorite pasti.
His Ea, the Sword of Rupture, was hailed as the strongest weapon among human Heroic Spirits—bar none!
A weapon capable of tearing apart the world, wielded with the naless youth’s current god-surpassing might, could be unleashed to its fullest potential.
Even more devastatingly than when the King of Heroes himself wielded it!
Alas, this was the distant Age of Greek Gods—a ti he could never reach.
Just then.
A familiar card suddenly appeared in the naless youth’s hand—
[Install Card!]
"Damn you, my dearest friend... Are you sacrificing yourself again?"
Gilgash froze.
Summoning countless alternate versions of himself across tilines was the youth’s ultimate, reality-breaking trump card.
However, each summoning ant his own death.
A true mutual annihilation!
Yet this ti, he summoned only one alternate self.
The once-youthful boy instantly bore the weight of ti’s erosion.
Behind him lood a colossal furnace, a hamr in hand—the very image of a master blacksmith.
"Hmm? A human capable of summoning alternate selves?"
Kronos coldly glared down at him. "Futile. No matter how many versions of yourself you summon, it changes nothing."
"I shall dominate human history, enslaving your kind for eternity!"
Having devoured countless Titans and even the Giant King Typhon, no struggle could possibly topple him.
He was truly invincible!
Clang!
The naless youth struck the void with his hamr, comncing an unprecedented forging.
With the first strike,
the power of Apollo, the Sun God, surged violently behind him, condensing into a miniature sun that blazed with radiant brilliance—the first luminous material.
The blessing of Apollo.
Clang!
The second strike.
Crimson light erupted as the surroundings transford into a battlefield, countless warriors clashing in frenzied combat, their spilled blood and deaths coalescing into a second sanguine material.
The blessing of Ares, the God of War.
Clang!
The third strike.
The seas raged, storms howled, as if the entire ocean boiled—culminating in a deep azure material.
The blessing of Poseidon, the God of the Seas.
...
Hephaestus, the God of Fire and Forging, stared intently. "You intend to forge your own supre weapon... using divine blessings?"
An unprecedented thod!
Not even he had dared imagine such a feat.
The trial he had set was ant to be impossible.
Yet this youth demonstrated the forging of the [Naless] Sword—lding countless blades into one.
Now, he sought to slt even divine blessings into his weapon!
aning, not even the power of gods could bend him—instead, they would beco re tools in his hands!
"Just who... are you?"
Hephaestus gazed at him, utterly awestruck.
"Just an ordinary blacksmith nad Senji Muramasa," Naless replied softly.
Forged with the blessings of twelve main gods, a weapon of unparalleled power was being crafted to slay the enemy before them!
Naless pleaded, "Buy so ti—hold him off!"
Creating such a weapon, one that surpassed even myth, was no feat that could be accomplished in an instant.
Thus, soone needed to stall the enemy.
At that mont.
Kronos sensed the looming threat and sneered, "Hmph, daring to forge a weapon right before my eyes? Then perish!"
Boom!
His colossal hand descended with devastating force, aiming to crush them without rcy.
Clink—clatter—
Golden chains surged from Naless’ body, coiling around Kronos’ imnse form in layer upon layer.
[Enkidu—The Chains of Heaven!]
Yet, without a will of its own, the Chains of Heaven could not fully restrain him.
The sky-obscuring palm continued its slow but unstoppable descent.
Then—
A pink-haired girl, long dismissed by the gods, suddenly stepped forward, shielding Naless.
Without hesitation, she raised her shield and declared:
"True Na, revealed—I shall stand as the bulwark against calamity!"
"That which heals all wounds, absolves all grudges—our holand!"
"Manifest now—"
[Lord Calot—The Distant Utopia!]
Boom!
The magnificent and grand walls of Calot suddenly enclosed Naless, shielding him within.
Yet she herself stood at the city gates, defending it alone!
Once again, the gentle and adorable junior had locked herself outside.
As long as she lived, no one would be able to harm her senpai!
Crack!
Under the endless torrent of destructive force, fissures began to spread across the walls of Calot.
There was no true way to hold it back.
Mash’s face turned deathly pale, but she did not retreat even a step.
She didn’t want to be a fragile vase protected by her senpai.
She wanted to be his strongest shield!
Kronos roared, "Useless, useless, useless! All your resistance is aningless!"
Not even the Olympian gods could withstand him—how could a re group of humans possibly oppose him?
The scene made countless onlookers’ hearts clench in anguish—
-[Ah, silly Mash locked herself outside the gates again. I’m so worried she’ll be in danger!]
-[The hymn of humanity is the hymn of courage! Hang in there, Mash, you’re the best!]
-[As long as your heart is strong enough, you can withstand any harm. Mash, you can do this!]
...
Chaldea.
Da Vinci watched the flood of encouraging ssages and couldn’t resist reaching out to pat the girl’s head. "Mash, you’ve done more than enough."
At first, she had been terrified of battle, trembling in fear.
During the Singularity Calot: The Sacred Round Table Domain, she had even confided in Bedivere about it.
In the end, the two had encouraged each other, and that was how she found the courage to stand against the Lion King.
Now, this little one could bravely face the far more terrifying Kronos.
The once naive and adorable junior had truly grown up!
"Mash, you’re amazing!"
Dr. Roman also gazed at her with admiration.
The more he witnessed her bravery, the more it spurred his own courage.
If even little Mash was willing to confront Kronos head-on, what excuse did he have to hide in the back, eating strawberry cake and slacking off?
This disaster—he had to be the one to end it!
Mash smiled softly. "I’ve always believed in that miracle."
On the very first day her senior arrived, Chaldea had been struck by a horrific explosion, nearly crushing her to death.
But her senpai had never abandoned her.
Instead, he had taken her hand, pulled her from the wreckage, and helped her form a contract with the Heroic Spirit Galahad, becoming a Demi-Servant.
Without him, she would have died long ago.
To repay that miracle, that kindness, she would fight bravely.
She wanted to stand by her senior’s side forever, to be his strongest shield!
Never just a useless vase!
Under the anxious gazes of everyone—
Three petite, adorable figures appeared, each possessing breathtaking beauty yet with youthful, delicate features. They were none other than the Gorgon Sisters.
With a light laugh, they said, "As expected, we’ll have to use that form to stop him."
After the final battle erupted, they had rushed back from their distant island, risking everything to repay Naless.
Hand in hand, a mysterious power gathered between them—
"Fusion Technique: The Return of the Beast Goddess!"
During the Singularity Babylonia: Absolute Demonic Front, dusa had devoured her elder sisters, transforming into the Beast Goddess.
But Naless had severed her demonic nature, restoring her sanity.
Now, they could willingly rge, summoning forth the mighty Beast Goddess once more.
You must know, this goddess ford by the fusion of the three Gorgon sisters possesses a portion of Tiamat’s power!
"Transform into a colossal serpent, strike down the dragon of the earth! Composite divinity, fusion critical!"
Before the monstrous goddess ford by the three Gorgon sisters, a massive crimson magic circle suddenly appeared. "lt everything before !"
[Forced Seal Pandemonium Cetus!]
Boom!
A blood-red beam of light blasted toward the colossal hundred-ard, hundred-headed giant.
Under this crimson beam, the giant’s advance was forcibly halted!
"Get out of my way!" Kronos roared in fury.
Countless monstrous arms lashed out wildly toward the monstrous goddess.
At that mont.
Another giant appeared, wielding a terrifying axe-sword hundreds of ters long, smashing aside the attacking arms one by one.
Heracles had arrived!
In this mont, he fully transford into a giant, standing before Kronos with his massive axe-sword raised.
Heracles bellowed, "With here, you won’t advance another step!"
The future Hercules displayed his truly peerless, monuntal strength in this mont.
His eyes burned crimson, his muscles bulging like small mountains, brimming with terrifying power.
Under the combined resistance of these warriors, Kronos could only watch helplessly as Naless gathered the blessings of the Twelve Olympians, condensing them into twelve supre materials.
Under Naless’s hamr, they all fused together, forming the embryo of a sword.
The weapon capable of slaying him was gradually revealing its edge!
Countless viewers were deeply moved—
-[As expected, Naless’s previous protection wasn’t in vain. Everyone is fighting desperately to help him!]
-[Ana is super adorable! Big sis and second sis are too! The fusion of the three sisters is even cuter! Three little lolis rging into a goddess with impressive assets—love it!]
-[Hercules is amazing! Those muscles are absolutely drool-worthy! Going to hit the gym right after watching this!]
-[Reminds of the battle against Tiamat. Too bad the Chains of Heaven haven’t fully returned yet!]
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