『 At this very moment, amidst the fervent discussions of all the spectators, a sacred flame flickered into existence on the screen.
Concurrently, a voice-over began.
"And so…"
"Chaldea, choked by the struggle for survival, descended into a maelstrom of ferocity."
As these words resonated, countless brutal scenes flashed across the screen.
With each utterance, the screen continually displayed a flurry of images.
"The desperate struggle intensified, draining both time and stamina relentlessly…"
"I truly wish it would end soon."
No sooner had these words faded than the scene on the screen shifted.
Under the relentless onslaught of the Heroic Spirits, the Roman Colosseum had been stripped of its former glory. The entire arena lay in ruins.
"It truly has become something else, hasn't it? How many survived?" Mash's mournful voice echoed.
Gudako, beside her, conversely wore an expression of unwavering resolve.
"I will never forget the bonds I forged with my fallen comrades, Grand Order!"
Watching the utterly earnest Gudako on screen, all the spectators couldn't help but twitch their mouths slightly. After all, no one had forgotten that all of this… was inextricably linked to Gudako! 』
『 .....』
〜In the Worldline of the Fifth Holy Grail War〜
Cu Chulainn watched this scene, a look of utter disbelief etched on his face, as if to say,
"Do you honestly expect me to believe that?"
He hadn't forgotten the moments or the fates that befell those few Heroic Spirits on the screen…
"This person… do you think I believe a word you're saying?"
Witnessing this scene, countless complaints surged within the hearts of all the spectators.
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〜Viewer's Chat Room〜
[ Emiya Kiritsugu: All of this happened because of her instigation, yet she can speak with such a straight face. ]
[ Merlin: This is Evil of Humanity personified. I feel like even I would be exploited by her. ]
[ Gray: That being said, I am a little curious about the final outcome of this video. ]
[ .....]
『 Just as all the spectators were abuzz with discussion, the content on the screen continued to play.
Soon, the Knight of the Sun, Gawain, appeared on screen.
A flash of light, and Nero materialized once more.
"Even if three sunsets fall!"
"What an outrageous foul! Is this how Rome operates?"
"This is also my ability! It's not a foul! My talent is terrifying! Umu."
"What an embodiment of self-affirmation…!"
Nero, a hint of displeasure in her voice, responded to these remarks.
"Precisely! As the chairperson of this tournament, how could I possibly be disqualified for such a trifle? How could I tolerate it? Umu."
"In any case, just increase the numbers, right? In that case…"
The moment her words fell silent, Gawain, Lancelot, and Tristan—the three Knights of the Round Table—appeared before Artoria.
"Sir Gawain, Sir Lancelot, and Sir Tristan are still here."
"My King, please forgive us, let us become your steeds…"
As these words were uttered, the three of them collectively lifted the Artoria. To everyone's astonishment, the three actually began to act as the King of Knights' "horses."
"Should have done that from the start." Seeing the scene unfolding before her, Nero immediately grasped their intention.
"I see… the Round Table, that works too…"
And then…
Nero's voice rang out, full of vigor.
"Assemble, my elites!"
As her words echoed, immediately, three small dragon girls, each with a distinct style, appeared on screen! They, too, began to serve as Nero's "steeds."
"This is the expansion of the Empire!"
"Why do I have to be your horse?"
"We are friends, aren't we? Listen to me."
Alongside these words, a detailed and poignant character description appeared on screen— 'No other friends'.
Witnessing her matter-of-fact attitude, the little dragon girl couldn't help but voice her retort.
"You tyrant!"
Meanwhile, Gawain looked at his King with hopeful eyes.
"Come, My King!"
"Very well, upon the name of the King of Knights, I shall promise victory to our forces!"
And under the encouragement of King Arthur, all the Knights of the Round Table immediately let out incredibly impassioned cries.
"Bestow upon my theater the blessing of roses, and let thunderous applause resound!"
No sooner had these words fallen than the final battle! The cavalry CHARGE!!!! Commenced at that very moment. 』
『 .....』
『 Viewers of Countless Worldline 』
Witnessing that scene, the Heroic Spirits, Magus, and Magicians in all the worldlines finally realized.
It seemed this would be the final segment of the video…! They were acutely aware that this battle would be the decisive turning point! It was a battle concerning the survival of all Heroic Spirits!
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〜Viewer's Chat Room〜
[ Romani Archaman: This absurd Heroic Spirit Sports Festival is finally coming to an end. ]
[ Red A[Emiya] (Archer): It's truly surprising. I never imagined that amidst such rigorous selection, the Knights of the Round Table and Nero, representing Rome, would persevere to the very end. ]
[ Sherlock Holmes (Ruler): I initially thought this sports festival was meant to conserve resources, but looking at all the events, I feel… aren't the resources consumed even greater? ]
[ Waver Velvet: Regardless, I'm still curious about who will ultimately achieve victory. ]
[ .....]
At this very moment, amidst the fervent discussions of all the spectators, the entire video finally began its last event.
『 In this instant, the entire screen became incredibly chaotic. Under the clash of both sides, countless Heroic Spirits surged onto the screen.
Now, the content on the screen could no longer be called a sports festival. In this moment, it seemed to have evolved into a full-blown war.
Many Heroic Spirits unleashed their Noble Phantasms. The radiance of Noble Phantasms and terrifying magical energy surged from each individual. Under the combined efforts of this group, countless energy blasts erupted across the screen.
"BANG—!"
"BOOM—!"
"CLANG—!"
Simultaneously, Artoria, the Saberface, and Nero, representing the two main forces, collided.
"Old, starved King, you've been active long enough, haven't you? It's about time you retired to Avalon."
"Are you implying there's delicious food in Avalon? You truly speak too presumptuously."
"Watch your words, you derivative character!"
"Indeed, you recolor…"
Hearing Artoria's words, even Nero's face showed a hint of annoyance.
"You said something that shouldn't be said! How many years ago was that?"
"You were the one who brought up old times first!" 』
『 .....』
〜In the Worldline of the Fate/Prototype〜
Mordred couldn't help but fall silent as she watched the screen.
She had to admit, seeing this scene evoked a strange, inexplicable feeling. After all, her own father appearing on screen was one thing, but even that Roman Emperor was sporting her father's face.
What exactly was going on with all of this?
"However, to witness such a spectacle, it truly is quite rare."
In her memory, her father had always been a serious, upright knight… She had never seen her father exhibit such a side!
This was far too unexpected for her…! She had absolutely no idea that her father would bicker with someone like a child!
—
And at this very moment, within the group chat, countless spectators voiced their own exclamations.
〜Viewer's Chat Room〜
[ Jeanne d'Arc (Ruler): Setting everything else aside, watching two faces identical to mine battle does create a subtle sensation. ]
[ Cu Chulainn (Lancer): Shouldn't something else be more concerning than this? You call this a sports festival? What kind of sports festival is this? ]
[ Gilles de Rais (Caster): Hmm… two Jeannes, which side should I stand on? ]
[ Shakespeare (Caster): While I am delighted to witness such an amusing spectacle, who still remembers that the purpose of this sports festival was to conserve resources? Yet, with Heroic Spirits battling like this… isn't the consumption even greater? ]
[ .....]
『 At this moment, a genuine spark of fury ignited in the hearts of both individuals…
"You childish Emperor!"
"I am a mature ADULT!!!"
"CLANG—!"
Their bodies collided with immense force. Simultaneously, a powerful surge of magical energy erupted from both of them.
Then, to the astonishment of all spectators, both simultaneously unleashed their Noble Phantasms…!
Witnessing the increasingly intense scene on the field, even Mash's face showed an expression of panic.
"Senpai, it's already escalated into a true war!"
The scene flashed, cutting to Gudako's side.
Watching the scene on the screen, all the spectators couldn't help but twitch their mouths slightly.
Because at this moment, this infamous Evils of Humanity was nestled in Red Hare's arms, adopting a clinging, delicate posture. Upon hearing these words, she immediately uttered a gravely serious declaration.
"We must break this deadlock; otherwise, humanity will have no future!"
This sight made all the spectators nearly lose their composure! Indeed, one could expect nothing less from this Gudako.
Mash, on the other side, clearly realized this problem. However, she had no intention of relying on her Senpai.
Within Chaldea, there was someone far more reliable, such as a certain versatile genius. She cast her gaze elsewhere.
"Da Vinci-chan, think of something else!"
However…
To everyone's surprise, Da Vinci had already departed at some unknown point. The Da Vinci still present was merely a stand, with a note affixed to it.
" I'm going back. "
"Zero Sense of responsibility!"
And in that short span of time, both Artoria and Nero had completed the liberation of their Noble Phantasms.
"Never mind, fall as flowers from the firmament."
As Nero spoke these words, a vast surge of magical energy erupted from her. Concurrently, a palace of incredibly opulent appearance materialized on the screen. And this was precisely Nero's Noble Phantasm…
In this moment, countless flowers fluttered and fell to the ground across the arena. Witnessing such a scene, Mash wanted to avert the impending tragedy.
"Wait…"
However, at this very moment, it was utterly too late. Mash seemed to want to salvage the situation, but now, it was completely, absolutely too late!
"What kind of cross-dressing beauty are you, you shameless one!"
As Artoria's disgruntled voice rang out, a powerful surge of magical energy erupted from her. Simultaneously, the Holy Sword in her hand emitted an incredibly dazzling light!
"LAUS SAINT CLAUDIUS—!"
"EXCALIBUR—!"
No sooner had these words fallen than the dazzling momentary radiance immediately clashed with the crimson roses.
"BOOM—!"
Under the collision of the two Noble Phantasms, an unparalleled explosion instantly erupted. And this explosion utterly annihilated the entirety of Chaldea.
A dazzling pillar of light shot straight into the CLOUDS!!!
"BANG—!"
"BOOM—!"
"CLANG—!"
"BUZZ—!"
And amidst such colossal explosions, the voice-over simultaneously resounded.
" "The Human Order Foundation Security Organization, F.I.N.I.S. Chaldea, suffered severe damage due to a mysterious gas explosion, plunging it into further resource scarcity." " 』
『 .....』
『 Viewers of Countless Worldline 』
At this moment, the Heroic Spirits, Magus, and Magicians gazed at the scene on the screen. They couldn't help but fall silent…!
They had absolutely no idea that the outcome of this video would be like this! After a brief silence, countless individuals couldn't help but begin to complain.
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