Chapter 125: I Wonder, Nameless Heroic Spirit, Would You Be The One To Kill Me? (4.1K)
I can still update shit, yayy~
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Boom!
The massive, mountain-sized dragon-shaped body of the Beast of Humanity crashed heavily to the ground.
King Hassan, abandoning his Grand status, unleashed a single strike that completely shattered her horns and wings, severing any hope she had of flying out of the Underworld.
Dr. Roman, who was monitoring the data, couldn't help but exclaim in shock:
"Unbelievable! That slash didn't just sever the Beast of Humanity's horns and wings — it also applied the Concept of Death! Though the Primeval Mother Goddess is still immensely powerful, she has now shifted from an invincible Beast-class being to a normal Servant-class!
That means… we can defeat her completely!"
Even he could barely believe it.
This was a Beast-class enemy, yet King Hassan's blade had granted her the Concept of Death. Even Ereshkigal, the Underworld goddess who literally governs death, couldn't do that!
…Well, Ereshkigal doesn't actually have instant-death attacks, so it checks out.
"Thank you for your instruction. I've managed to learn… just a little." Nameless explained to the still somewhat confused Mash: "If I were to use a gaming metaphor — before, Tiamat didn't have a health bar. No matter what you did, she couldn't be damaged. But now, Hassan's sacrifice of his Grand status has made her health bar visible."
His analogy instantly helped the audience understand the meaning of "Concept of Death."
The live comment feed exploded—
BobUchiha-[Holy crap, Gramps is a beast! He made Tiamat reveal her HP bar!]
ConstipatedProcrastinator-[Damn, now I finally get it — no wonder they couldn't beat the Beast before. She didn't even have a health bar!]
PostNutRealityMarble-[Once the bar appears, even gods can die — go, Nameless!]
LegallyRetarded-[So did he learn "just a little," or "a whole damn lot"?]
…
"The title of Grand means nothing to me — my strongest proof lies in this blade alone!"
Kirina's eyes lit up, repeating the line in admiration.
So cool.
To not even care about a Grand Servant's status…
To sacrifice that Grand-class saint graph without hesitation, just to unleash an unimaginably powerful Grand strike…
Even the Beast of Humanity had its HP bar forcibly revealed by it. That's strength beyond compare.
Kirina couldn't help but ask in curiosity:
"Wait, since Grandpa gave up his Grand Saint Graph — did Nameless also pull out a similar move against the Demon King Goetia?"
Abandoning the Grand status meant losing certain exclusive "anti-Beast" properties only available to Grands.
There's a famous phrase in games:
[Counter > Meta, Trait Bonus slaps Gods!]
Like how an assassin can obliterate a squishy ADC(Attack Damage Carry) even with worse gear — but try that on a tank, and you're just tickling them.
Now here…
King Hassan, an Assassin-class, actually broke through a Beast-class's defenses with a single Grand strike?
That's absurd.
Wait a second — since when does an Assassin wear heavy armor and cleave through enemies head-on?
Let's just say—
Grandpa's insane!
This is what it means to be a true Grand Assassin!(leans back dramatically)
Shikotei turned his gaze to the shut-in preparing fruit nearby:
"So… did Nameless also unleash a Grand strike?"
"Did he?" Artoria asked, finally pausing her non-stop eating.
The two at the peak of all Heroic Spirits turned to look at him.
This made Sanjiro feel a bit overwhelmed under their pressure. He let out an awkward chuckle: "Maybe. Defeating a Beast isn't exactly a walk in the park."
"True! The Beast of Humanity is just absurd — powerful to the point of despair," Kirina nodded solemnly.
Just look at the lineup it took to deal with Tiamat—
Three individuals with Grand status or qualifications.
King Hassan, the Grand Assassin, sacrificed his status to unleash the ultimate strike.
Merlin, a candidate for Grand Caster, initially tried to lull Tiamat into sleep with illusions, only to be crushed easily. Then he started his "marathon robe escape" — fleeing from Avalon to the final days of the Age of Gods.
Gilgamesh, a candidate for Grand Archer, also a legendary being.
Then there's the Three-Goddess Alliance, all turned from enemies to allies through Nameless's influence.
Quetzalcoatl, cheerful and big-sisterly on the surface, is actually a top-tier main deity.
Ereshkigal and Ishtar, both Mesopotamian gods.
Plus the summoned Gorgon Beast Goddess, who devoured the Gorgon sisters from Greek mythology.
Then add Kingu, the divine weapon — the gods' greatest creation — who was also swayed by Nameless.
At the core of this dream team:
The final Master of Chaldea, the Nameless Heroic Spirit who walks the history of humanity.
And that was just to deal with Tiamat — who was self-sealing and barely resisting.
What kind of nightmare team would it take to fight the Demon King Goetia, who sought the incineration of human history and replace Gaia as Earth's consciousness?
Kirina couldn't help but marvel:
"Don't tell me… in the final battle, every Heroic Spirit in the world showed up?"
After all those exposed videos—
Many now suspected the Demon King really did become Gaia.
And to defeat him… they'd have to destroy Earth itself.
Otherwise, how else could you explain everyone forgetting about Nameless and all that had happened?
It was as if… the world had been rebooted.
Simply put, it's like treating the Earth as a hard drive—and formatting it for a full reboot!
"Maybe," Sanjiro replied, his expression slightly strange.
In that battle, countless Heroic Spirits had rushed toward him like starstruck fans. Maybe that's why the brat was so obsessed with Heroic Spirits—his love came from hate?
The video continued.
After King Hassan's Grand strike, he finally granted Tiamat an HP bar.
Which meant—she could now truly be killed.
Dr. Roman reminded them seriously, "Aim for her head—that's her weak point!"
The true final battle had begun!
Whether it was persuading the Three Goddess Alliance or forcing Tiamat into the Underworld at great cost, it had all been leading to this moment.
To use battle, to usher in peace for all generations!
Strangely enough—
This time, Tiamat still didn't launch a direct attack.
Her massive body attempted to climb up the cliff face instead.
Black mud spread rapidly across the terrain.
From the muck, terrifying monsters began to rise, each radiating overwhelming power.
Dr. Roman cried out, "Be careful! These 11 Lahmu clearly represent the monsters Tiamat created when the gods turned against her!"
"In other words—each one is divine-level!" Da Vinci added, her expression also serious.
Eleven divine-level monsters!
That one line left the entire audience slack-jawed.
Some even began to wonder if they'd misheard.
Seriously? Mass-produced monsters equal to gods now?
Nameless calmly responded, "It's normal. The gods of Sumer were originally created by Tiamat. As the Primeval Mother Goddess, she has the power to create gods."
Knowing is one thing.
But when you're suddenly faced with god-tier monsters, it's hard not to panic.
In this situation—
Everyone immediately jumped into action to face the Lahmu.
"Eleven god-tier beasts aren't going to be easy to handle," Merlin said, brows furrowed.
As a proper magus—
A candidate for Grand Caster—he naturally learned a bit of close-combat for self-defense.
And then—
To everyone's shock, he raised his elegant staff and pulled out—
A sword???
Even crazier—
This guy actually started wielding the sword, fending off two god-tier Lahmu!
Under magical enhancements, his figure turned into afterimages as he rushed toward one of them, heavily wounding it with a single blow.
The monster's wound rapidly regenerated, and it lunged again.
Merlin raised his staff, fired a light cannon, and blew it to pieces!
The viewers were utterly stunned—
ICastFart-[Holy shit, killing divine-level monsters?! Merlin is actually that strong?!]
NotSunKnight-[If Gilgamesh can fight with an axe, then why can't our Flower Magus wield a sword too?]
RebelliousExecutive-[Damn, first we had Axe King of Uruk, now we've got Sword Saint of Britain—can you magi stop fighting like warriors?!]
…
At Fuyuki Academy—
Tamamo-no-Mae looked at the screen in surprise. "Merry, you know swordsmanship too?"
"Of course. I even taught Artoria how to use a sword. Besides, as a magus, learning swordsmanship is only natural, right?" Merry replied with composure.
But in truth, the smugness was already written all over her sparkling ruby eyes.
Look, everyone's in awe of me now!
Merry playfully wiggled her white toes and, without realizing it, started speaking in her idol persona voice —
"I'm the Sword Saint of Britain, Gil's the Axe King of Uruk, and that Mage King from Israel? A legit Fist King!"
"The Mage King… what's his connection to the Demon King?" Tamamo-no-Mae asked, even more surprised.
This damn bimbo seemed to have accessed a mountain of hidden memories from those exposed videos.
"A very special relationship," Merry said, smiling even more cheerfully.
It was a world-shattering secret.
Once revealed, it would definitely shock the entire planet.
So then why… why did Nameless turned him into her?
Was it really that shut-in freak's request?
"Hmph, still acting all mysterious!" Tamamo clicked her tongue.
This shameless Flower Magus really had hidden a lot from her.
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Meanwhile, in the video—
As Merlin displayed his British Sword Saint skills and took down a terrifying monster…
As the ruler of the Underworld—
Ereshkigal looked out at the countless blooming dreamlike flowers: "Amazing… My Underworld actually has flowers!"
A land once devoid of all life—
Now, thanks to Merlin's illusions, it was blooming with radiant flowers.
A bright smile appeared on Ereshkigal's face for the first time.
Then—
She invoked her authority: "In the name of the mistress of the Underworld, I grant you all full empowerment—"
"Stop! Are you trying to die?!"
Nameless furiously cut in, without hesitation.
Even a death goddess can't just recklessly use her divine authority.
He tried to fly toward her—but three divine-level monsters blocked his path.
"Hmph, I'm the goddess of the Underworld. No one can kill me in my realm!" Ereshkigal gave a light huff, though her cheeks had gone pale.
"Once this battle's over, you better obey my orders!"
She'd hoped he would owe her a favor—
But… maybe there wouldn't be time for that anymore...
"You're such a fool!"
Nameless could feel the surging power building within him.
Suddenly, he projected an enormous two-handed greatsword, and golden wings unfurled behind him.
Radiant light descended upon him.
In the cold, dark Underworld, he appeared like a brilliant golden angel.
He raised the greatsword high and swung it down at the divine beast before him—
[Azrael, Angel of Death!]
Buzz—
A tremendous wave of death energy exploded forth again.
In Nameless's eyes, the entire world turned black and white. On the terrifying beast before him, countless gray threads appeared.
All things born of the Root must eventually die.
From the moment of birth, death is already fated.
And in this moment—
Thanks to King Hassan's teachings, and Ereshkigal's divine authority, Nameless could now truly see—
Death.
He slashed down.
The world faded to black and white.
Buzz!
His greatsword cleaved the monster clean in half, right through its abdomen!
The creature—once capable of regenerating from almost anything—could no longer recover.
No—
It wasn't just that it couldn't regenerate.
It was completely killed.
That one strike had severed it right through its death point, rendering it utterly powerless.
Whoosh—
Nameless suddenly closed his eyes.
His silhouette flashed, leaving behind afterimages as he dashed past two more monsters.
With another strike from projected Azrael, the world again turned black and white.
He traced the death-threads across their bodies—
Slash!
Slash!
All three divine beasts were slain at his feet.
The entire fight had lasted less than three seconds.
…
In the Land of Shadows—
On a throne forged from blood and bone, the Queen of the feared Land of Shadows sat silently, eyes fixed on the video:
"An Unknown Heroic Spirit…? Interesting."
This man—no, this thing—was even stronger than she had initially thought. Which only made her more intrigued.
Unfortunately, someone like that was impossible to encounter.
Their paths simply wouldn't cross.
"…Should I make a trip to Fuyuki City?"
Scáthach, Queen of the Land of Shadows, murmured softly.
For her, slaying gods wasn't particularly difficult.
After all, her creed had always been:
"If one's spear strikes true, even a god can be slain!"
But what fascinated her more was—
That Nameless had seemingly mastered the Grand Assassin's Technique.
Which meant—
He might truly be able to kill her.
Scáthach, who had long since ascended to divinity, had lived from the ancient past to the present.
Cursed by countless gods she had slain, she was now trapped in a state of undeath—unable to die, bound to exist until the very end of the world.
Her only wish—
Was for someone to finally, truly kill her.
If the Holy Grail could grant a wish, she'd seize it without hesitation.
But now—
Perhaps there was finally someone who could do it!
As her smile deepened, the screen continued to play:
After seeing Nameless cut down three divine beasts in quick succession, Ereshkigal, though pale and exhausted, smiled with joy:
"You really are amazing!"
Watching him grow stronger…made her even happier than growing stronger herself.
At that moment—
King Hassan, who had vanished after unleashing his Grand Technique, reappeared.
"Not bad. You've truly mastered the path of assassination," he said calmly. "Do you require my assistance once more?"
"Yes!" Nameless replied.
After unleashing that death slash, even with Ereshkigal's divine buffs, he was thoroughly exhausted.
Most of his magical energy was spent—nowhere near enough to defeat all of the Lahmu.
"Of course. From this moment onward, my name and my sword are bound to you." King Hassan's usually stoic voice carried a rare trace of amusement.
"Though I've discarded the Grand title, my assassination art remains unchanged. Child of fate—use my blade of death as you see fit. If it leads to your wish, let it be eternal."
"Thank you—truly," Nameless said again, bowing deeply.
A top-tier fighter like this was invaluable. He had known it—King Hassan was just a tsundere old man at heart.
Seeing Nameless nearly collapse from magical exhaustion, the old assassin had decided to stop hiding his true goal:
Protecting humanity.
Above their heads—
Merlin had already flown up to block Tiamat, who was climbing relentlessly.
Buzz—
But his illusions had no effect on the Beast of Humanity. Worse—they triggered a rebound that knocked him back down!
Facing her enormous, grotesque mouth, Merlin cried out:
"I'm no god Marduk—if I get eaten, I'm done for! Fou! Hurry up and teleport me!"
"Fou… fou. (Not a chance.)"
Fou rejected him without hesitation.
"Fou… fou, fou. (You're a child of nightmares, and now you dream of me wasting my stored magical energy to save you?)"
"AAAHHH—You heartless little beast! I'll make you pay for this!"
Merlin screamed as he fled in panic, barely dodging being swallowed whole.
And then—
An unexpected figure appeared atop a cliff.
With a familiar, arrogant laugh:"Ha! You lot fall apart the moment this king's gone. Let me give you a hand!"
Buzz—
Behind him, golden ripples burst into view—
Gate of Babylon, fully activated!
Countless treasure-weapons fired from within, raining devastation across the battlefield.
Tiamat, halfway up the cliff, was blasted off and sent crashing back down!
The newcomer was none other than—
The once-dead King of Heroes, Gilgamesh!
Audiences everywhere, still recovering from mourning him, now sat slack-jawed:
FeetFirstFujoshi69-[WTF?! I was bawling just now, and he's BACK?!]
GigglesThenShit-[Wait—he's not alive. That's… that's his Servant form!]
MoonlitGachaVictim-[Dammit, give me back my tears!]
RebelliousExecutive-[Did he seriously break out of the Throne of Heroes just to join the fight?!]
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"Tch, said he wouldn't get involved, but look—rushing over from the Throne like a fool,"
Jalter shot a sidelong glance at Gilgamesh nearby.
Descending without a proper summoning meant paying a heavy price.
Yet he had done it without hesitation.
Just as Nameless had said—
The King was a tsundere through and through.
Mordred eyed him suspiciously, "How many times have you died, exactly?"
First he dropped dead from exhaustion due to overwork.
Then, he was assassinated by Tiamat.
And now, he's back again?!
Seriously—
Didn't he say Gate of Babylon didn't include Heracles' Twelve Labors? Then how the hell does he keep reviving over and over?!
As the others stared at him—
Gilgamesh said nothing.
He simply watched the video, his expression solemn.
He remembered something…
Something unpleasant.
That damn best friend had tricked him again.
===
Back in the video—
Under Gilgamesh's bombardment, Tiamat was once again sent crashing to the ground.
But then—
A strange black-and-white light erupted from her immense form.
It expanded rapidly—into a mysterious barrier—a dome of white and black energy that surged outward.
Merlin's face turned pale:
"No… No way. She shouldn't be able to do that!"
"Wait—is that…?" Dr. Roman also cried out.
Da Vinci said uncertainly, "Could it be… a Reality Marble?"
"No. It's the birth of a new world!" Merlin was visibly sweating now. "This terrifying power… it's called NegaGenesis!"
Buzz—
The black-and-white energy surged outward from Tiamat like a tidal wave.
What made it truly horrifying—
Was that it rewrote reality.
The moment anything touched the barrier, it turned black-and-white, then disintegrated. Even the terrifying Lahmu—Were instantly reduced to ash when touched by the barrier.
Unstoppable. Inevitable.
Tiamat was now revealing the true power of the Primordial Mother Goddess—
[Anti-Creation Genesis (NegaGenesis)]!
This ability went beyond a Reality Marble.
It reached the level of True Magic.
It could overwrite evolution, rewrite creation, and reshape the world in her image.
True Field Magic!
"We can't let this spread! If it does, the entire Underworld will be consumed!"
Dr. Roman's voice was grave:
"NegaGenesis is almost completely immune to Noble Phantasms born from human history!"
And Noble Phantasms—Were Heroic Spirits' greatest weapons.
But now…
They were nearly useless.
Tiamat was perfectly countering all Heroic Spirits.
The barrier would continue expanding, until it swallowed the Underworld—and eventually, the entire world.
Hearing this—
Ereshkigal, as ruler of the Underworld, acted immediately.
She raised her voice:
"A vast sea in the heavens! And a prison upon the land! My heel is the wrath of Kur itself!"
Buzz—
Crimson light surged up from the earth around the barrier.
The land itself rose in giant bulges, forming barriers to try and block the expansion.
But—
The black-and-white field continued pushing forward, trying to devour everything.
With all her strength, Ereshkigal drove her Noble Phantasm into the ground—
"Appear, O scorching shrine!"
[Kur Kigal Irkalla: The Bellows of Kur that Tramples upon Ekur!!]
The ground erupted, lifting in massive folds, and for a moment, the tide was stemmed.
But Ereshkigal, visibly drained, whispered:
"I'm sorry… it won't be enough. The corruption will still spread."
"NegaGenesis denies all existing life and seeks to birth new life. It renders all Heroic Spirits virtually ineffective."
Nameless stepped forward calmly:
"Which is why—I'm the only one who can finish this."
He was the only living human present.
Everyone else—Mash was a Demi-Servant, Merlin a dream-born being, Gilgamesh a Heroic Spirit summoned without a ritual—
The rest?
Divinities or Evils born of humanity.
Only he—
Was truly alive.
He had no choice but to charge Tiamat himself.
This explanation instantly made all the viewers realize just how terrifying the situation truly was—
HistorianWithWifi-[Holy crap, that unassuming barrier actually hard-counters all Heroic Spirits?!]
GlazingAtItsFinest-[As expected of the Primordial Mother Goddess—she can even reverse Creation itself!]
TooHotToPeg-[So unless that barrier is pierced, not even the King of Heroes' Ea would work?]
…
The viewers' faces grew complicated.
They had thought that with such a dream-team lineup, they'd finally be able to defeat the terrifying manifestation of Humanity's Evil.
But they hadn't expected this—
That Tiamat could unleash a barrier that renders all Heroic Spirits' Noble Phantasms useless.
Once again, only Nameless could risk his life to engage Tiamat at close range.
In the video—
Mash immediately stepped forward, shield raised, blocking his path.
"Senpai, it's too dangerous! You can't go!"
"Please trust me, Mash. This time… I need you to protect me. I've never been much of a proper senpai."
Nameless sighed and gently placed a hand on her head.
"Mm-hmm!"
Mash nodded vigorously.
To be able to protect him—
Was the greatest honor she could hope for.
Until now, she had always hidden behind him, watching helplessly as he fought the strongest, most terrifying enemies—
And she could do nothing.
She refused to accept such a weak version of herself.
She wanted to prove—
That she too could fight by his side!
Merlin also smiled. "Count me in, then. Let us use both our Noble Phantasms to carve a path for you!"
"Hurry up! I can't hold out much longer!"
Ereshkigal urged them on, growing more and more exhausted.
As powerful as she was, she simply couldn't match the might of the Primordial Goddess of Creation.
Under the mounting pressure—
Mash began chanting without hesitation:
"True Name Revelation—I shall stand at the seat of calamity! That which heals all wounds and grudges, our glorious homeland—"
She raised her shield high, fully unleashing its power:
"Manifest yourself—"
[Lord Camelot: Now is a Castle of Distant Ideals!]
BOOM—
As her shield radiated divine light, the familiar walls of Camelot suddenly emerged—
Shielding everyone within.
And Mash herself stood outside the gate, alone, guarding the city.
Her shield's defense was indeed formidable—
But it could not protect its wielder.
Because she was the gate itself.
As long as her will held strong, she could block any attack.
In other words—
As long as she lived—Senpai would not be harmed.
At the same time—
A massive magic circle lit up beneath Merlin's feet as he invoked his Noble Phantasm:
"From the stars of the inner sea and the tower of insight!""From the four corners of paradise, let them know: Their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass!"
[Garden of Avalon: Eternally Secluded Utopia!!]
Countless flowers bloomed, their petals fluttering down upon the great walls.
Two Noble Phantasms had activated together—
Creating a path straight to Tiamat for Nameless.
As he leapt high into the air, the endless swarm of Lahmu surged toward him.
Like a sea of insects, they relentlessly tried to block his advance.
"GET OUT OF MY WAY!"
Nameless suddenly projected a dazzling golden Noble Phantasm—And swung it downward with all his might:
[Excalibur – Sword of Promised Victory]
BOOM!
Blinding light exploded, tearing through the Lahmu tide like a meteor strike.
In the pitch-dark Underworld, it was as though a sun had risen, bathing the entire world in holy brilliance.
Under that searing light—
Countless Lahmu burned away like snowflakes in sunlight, melting into nothing.
But then—
From the remains of the ordinary Lahmu, from the midst of that blazing Curry Stick power—
Five god-tier Lahmu monsters emerged.
Even after losing most of their number, five still stood before him.
At that level, Nameless's magical energy wasn't enough to destroy them all.
Yet he didn't panic.
He calmly projected once more:
[Chains of Heaven!]
No—this was no mere projection anymore.
It was nearly the real thing.
Because—
After Kingu's complete destruction, the soul of Enkidu, which he had taken with him, had begun to awaken.
Though still unconscious, it instinctively began assisting Nameless—
Forming chains nearly equal in power to the real Enkidu's Chains of Heaven.
CLANG—
Countless golden chains burst forth, binding all five divine Lahmu in an instant.
From high above, Gilgamesh gasped aloud:
"You… you can project the Chains of Heaven?! No—those ARE the Chains of Heaven! You're… Nameless??!"
He had thought—
That just as Enkidu had returned in the form of Kingu after death, Nameless—who had died alongside him—might one day return in another form.
But he never expected—
That he had been by his side this whole time.
This bastard of a best friend—
Had been pretending not to know him, just to watch him squirm!
"You bastard! Get back here, you hear me?!"
Gilgamesh was visibly shaken.
Even though he knew—
Only Nameless could attack Tiamat. Only he could pierce through the monstrous NegaGenesis barrier.
Still—
He had already lost his dearest friend twice.
He couldn't bear to watch it happen a third time.
"Bye, Gil."
Nameless turned back and gave him a bright, radiant smile.
"Fou—your turn."
The small white beast perched on his shoulder suddenly raised its head and let out a roar:
"Fou… fou! (No problem!)"
BOOM—
The Primate Murder's stored magical energy was fully unleashed in that moment.
With Fou's immense power, Nameless's figure vanished, blinking through the swarming Lahmu like lightning.
He appeared—
Inside the black-and-white barrier.
With a mighty leap, he soared—
Straight toward Tiamat's head.
But—
What awaited him wasn't a grotesque, terrifying monster.
It was—
A woman of indescribable beauty, opening her arms to him with tenderness.
Her voice trembled softly:
"Aaaaa… (Don't leave me.)"