Chapter 56. Evil God die tragically, the second moon, the entire world falls silent!!
The whole world.
A dead silence.
Countless Earthlings stared blankly at the scene, as if their throats were being choked.
That familiar figure...
Oh my God!
Holy Shit, isn't that Merlin from the illusion in Glastonbury?
Why the hell did you come out?
No...
How the hell did you travel from the parallel world to ours!!
Countless people screamed like mad, so shocked they couldn't believe their eyes and kept rubbing them, roaring silently in their hearts.
Don't go against the heavens like this!!
All over the world, scientists stared wide-eyed at their screens.
Divinity descending upon the world—for scientists, it was no different from a meteor crashing into Earth.
They had to witness it with their own eyes...
This scene that shook the entire world.
Perhaps, from this night on, human history will be split in two, opening a completely new and brilliant chapter!
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Yamato Station, Japan.
Abe, who was in the middle of a speech, froze.
No way, man, you just stole everyone's attention, how the hell am I supposed to keep talking?
He cursed silently in his heart but couldn't help holding his breath, anxiously watching the scene before him—could the legendary court magus of King Arthur really face the unprecedented enemy over the Pacific Ocean?
Could humanity claim the final victory?
No one could blame him for being so nervous.
After all, that monstrous creature was very close to Japan.
If it happened to swim over here...
Holy shit~
The scene was so magnificent it defied imagination.
Even the security guards were distracted, staring at the live broadcast in awe.
Suddenly.
A man wearing a white face mask, with a resolute gaze, silently slipped his hand into his coat and stealthily pulled out a shotgun.
...
Research Lab in the United States.
Genius-level computer scientists were gathered.
They anxiously monitored the person with the Twitter ID "Merlin."
This guy wrote Land of Steel and Lunar Coral, so mysterious and unpredictable that even the President personally ordered his IP address to be tracked down.
What if this person was actually the great mage Merlin, possibly even connected to the Celestial Curtain?
Suddenly—
"...A!!"
A researcher in a white lab coat let out a panicked scream, a chill running down his spine.
General MacArthur rushed over at the sound, angrily grabbed his collar, and demanded, "What the fuck are you barking about?!"
"The IP address... has been tracked."
The researcher in the lab coat nervously swallowed.
"What?!"
General MacArthur was stunned.
Countless geniuses in the center were also shocked, crowding around the researcher.
Previously, even a coalition of elite experts couldn't breach Merlin's firewall.
This guy was like a cockroach—no beginning, no end, completely elusive, leaving not a single trace to follow.
And now...
They cracked it?
"Yes~"
The researcher clenched his teeth and screamed like his life depended on it: "We found it... Merlin's IP address on Twitter is at latitude 36° North, longitude 144° East!"
At first, General MacArthur was slightly delighted, but his expression quickly twisted in horror, overwhelmed with panic.
"Wait a minute..."
"Isn't that in the Pacific Ocean?!"
As the words left his mouth, he stared in fear at the handsome man on the broadcast screen.
This time, they had really found a god.
——
"Who are you?!"
Above the Pacific Ocean, a regal figure clad in black let out a deep voice.
He clutched the bleeding wound on his shoulder, his brow tightly furrowed.
Drop after drop of the radiant, eerie Primogenitor blood fell into the sea, brimming with vitality, nourishing marine life and seeding new vampires.
This man was clearly an Ancient One, exuding an imperial aura, ruler of the Warlord Empire, a being who had endured countless years with unmatched majesty.
He was Ki Juranbarada.
Known as the First Primogenitor, his power nearly touched the threshold of Tier-6.
Only he dared to snatch food from a tiger's jaws beneath the crushing pressure of that terrifying behemoth.
And yet—
Faced with such an overwhelmingly terrifying presence, the other person looked utterly indifferent, as if it meant nothing.
"Yohho~ I am Merlin, at your service. Got anything to teach me?"
The silver-haired man gently smiled, completely unconcerned.
That smile, in an instant, seemed to drain all color from the world, as if every bit of light had been stripped away.
All over the world, countless young girls, woman and house wife gasped, instinctively squeezing their legs together.
In that fleeting moment, regardless of age, everyone was enchanted and entranced by him — this was a beauty not of the mortal realm. No… to be precise, Merlin wasn't human, but a Half-Incubus, the one most skilled at toying with women, a dangerously seductive being.
If this were ancient times, he would be a demon who brings ruin to nations, a devil that tempts people into depravity.
If this were the modern age, and he debuted as an idol, he'd definitely become the Idol of the World!
At the very least, at this moment, there were already countless people of all ages frantically hammering at their keyboards, screaming with excitement, unleashing their feverish emotions, expressing their admiration and love for the silver-haired beauty.
This is Merlin, alive and real!!
"Merlin?"
The First True Ancestor recalled, frowning: "I've met him before, an old man with white hair and a silver beard."
His tone was firm, but behind it lay unshakable uncertainty.
To sever one of his arms with just a staff, the opponent's power might even surpass his own. On Earth, there weren't many beings, demons, or monsters who had reached such a realm, but throughout all the long ages, Ki Juranbarada had never once encountered this person.
That was almost impossible!
How could such a powerful being hide for thousands of years just to spin a lie?
"I come from a parallel world. I've erected a tower in Avalon. There, I shall never age nor die, forever gazing down upon the mortal realm."
Merlin smiled calmly: "I've seen hell, so I came here."
"Wherever the Magus of Flower appears, the land is always filled with hope."
"You intend to drive away that creature?" Ki Juranbarada frowned, staring at the evil god now fully descending into the human world below. "Or… do you intend to steal my sword?"
One question—
But actually two entirely different issues.
He seemed to believe Merlin's words, readily accepting the theory of parallel worlds.
"Both."
Merlin smiled radiantly: "To clarify, that's not your sword. It's King Arthur's sword."
"No room for negotiation?"
The First Primogenitor furrowed his brow even deeper.
Unless absolutely necessary, he didn't want to clash with the evil god and the mysterious man called Merlin.
Both were beings on par with him.
The Lost Warlord did not fear battle, but also didn't want to ignite a war with uncertain victory.
The Flower Magus gently smiled: "You can retreat."
"I cannot retreat." Ki Juranbarada shook his head.
It seems…
It seems this was now inevitable.
The First Primogenitor took a deep breath, his whole body tensing, power surging and gathering in his fists.
Terrifying mist rose from the Pacific Ocean, covering hundreds of miles, bringing a surreal and hazy feeling, interwoven with the sorrow of ages long past — a testament to the countless blood-soaked battles Ki Juranbarada had endured!
In that moment, the sea roared, waves violently crashing toward the shore, surging in endless fury.
Battle intent erupted!!
The overwhelming aura made it hard to breathe.
In front of television screens, viewers across the globe were so tense it felt like their hearts would leap out of their throats.
With such a dominant, unmatched presence, could this unreliable-looking magus Merlin really stand against it?
On the battlefield, the silver-haired Half-Incubus squinted with a smile and casually waved a finger, the gesture layered with hidden meaning.
"Hold on a sec, I have to deal with the brat down there first."
"?"
Looking at the evil god below—more colossal than tens of thousands of tons of aircraft carriers—the entire world instantly fell silent.
Ki Juranbarada was also stunned, staring at the fierce evil god roaring below as it prepared to swim toward the mainland… no wait, did you just call that thing a brat?
Are you serious, bruh?
Suddenly—
"Lord Merlin, do you need us to use the Tsar Bomba to wear it down first?"
Under top-level orders, the blonde-haired female reporter aboard the fighter jet screamed excitedly toward the Pacific Ocean during her livestream.
Many people couldn't help but smile.
If humanity could help share even a bit of the burden with Merlin, that in itself was already a great honor.
After all, Merlin was about to take on two enemies alone!
"No need. Just leave this place to me. After all, I am the strongest!"
Merlin withdrew his faint smile, "Umu, I've been wanting to say that line for a long time."
The world froze in a daze.
How could this guy be so unreliable?
In the very next instant, a roar left billions stunned.
"ROAAARR~!!"
The female reporter's loud cry seemed to have caught the evil spirit's attention. It roared in fury, the sound blasting through thick clouds within a hundred-mile radius. Toxic corpse-fluid dripped from the black clouds above, sweeping up a terrifying whirlwind.
A large, black, fur-covered hand came crashing down, its shadow casting over the sky.
Reeking of rot.
As if it had just crawled up from hell, filled with resentment, intent on dragging all living beings down with it.
Immediately after, amid the female reporter's panicked scream, the camera lens began shaking violently.
The viewers' hearts instantly clenched tight.
Damn it.
Could this cute girl be about to die?
"Tch~ Looks like I'll have to use my ultimate move too."
Merlin squinted with a grin, looking at the scene before him with slight indifference.
As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand, and the Sword in the Stone, whose holy light had previously faded from exhaustion, gently flew into his grasp.
At that moment, the elegant silver-haired man smiled like moonlight, and the Holy Sword suddenly emitted a brilliant snowy radiance, illuminating a beauty that transcended the mundane.
The beauty of the entire world made up 31%, and Merlin possessed the remaining 69%.
With just one glance, it was as if he stood at the center of the world, so breathtakingly beautiful that it made hearts tremble.
"EHHHHHHH?!"
As everyone gradually regained their senses, they scratched their heads in confusion.
Had history ever mentioned that Merlin could wield a sword?
"SWISH!!"
A dazzling white light exploded, sword aura shooting forth like a comet tearing through heaven and earth.
No one could describe it clearly.
Was that light…
Or something else entirely?
But it was filled with divinity, nobility, heroism, and a sense of righteousness…
——
Above the sea of clouds, the beautiful Shuten Douji excitedly leapt from her throne, laughing loudly and boldly: "Come, let me — Shuten Douji — judge the strength of you all, the Heroic Spirits, and the immortal blazing light!"
Ibaraki Douji facepalmed.
This girl was hopelessly obsessed with watching fights.
...
At Suoji Town, Murasamemaru vibrated wildly. The small green-haired girl clenched her teeth, pressing down on the sword that was instinctively trembling with excitement.
"Stop it right noooow!!"
She screamed in anger, both embarrassed and furious.
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Europe, the dark continent…
In the Warlord Empire, countless vampires trembled, their limbs cold, overtaken by overwhelming dread.
First Primogenitor-sama, you must win…
...
"ROAAARR~!!"
The cursed roar echoed across the Pacific Ocean, shaking the night sky. The evil god grew ever more frenzied, as if resisting the holy will descending upon it.
The heavens cracked with thunder, the oppressive black clouds stretching thousands of miles were instantly torn apart.
Pure, brilliant rays of light shone down upon the ocean, as though the veil of gloom was lifted and the sunlight finally revealed.
The sea glittered with light, so stunning it took the breath away.
The evil god began to panic, mustering all its might, roaring as it charged toward the flood of holy light pouring from above.
"BOOM BOOM BOOM...!!"
The ocean was instantly split into two halves, separated by thousands of meters, like a river parted by force, resembling the myth of Moses parting the sea — the shorelines divided by walls of water, with faint, sorrowful cries echoing in the air.
The Holy Sword descended, divine light piercing through the heavens and earth, annihilating the evil spirit.
Its colossal body collapsed, as though crashing into the heart of the sea.
This was a form of pollution…
Even in death, it would leave behind disaster for a thousand years.
The silver-haired Half-Incubus raised an eyebrow, a little displeased.
He lightly waved his magic staff, and a surge of magic power swept over the evil spirit's massive corpse.
Countless waves rolled backward, as if wanting to devour everything.
In the end, the evil spirit's corpse mixed with seawater and solidified, turning into a massive blue boulder that flew into space.
Soared into the sky… and became the moon.
Looking up at the sky where two crescent moons now hung, the world… fell into silence.
This is insane.
The whole world has gone completely insane!!
"Fucking Jesus!!"
"filho da puta."
"Đụ má!!"
"Yamete!"
"Si-bbal!"
Tens of billions of people looked like they'd just seen a ghost, staring at the sky in horror—then at the TV screen, where the man still wore a gentle smile like a spring breeze. Their entire bodies trembled uncontrollably, minds frozen in blank shock.
Even the wage slaves, so busy they didn't have time to watch the livestream, looked up at the sky because of the deafening screams around them…
Just one glance, and they froze, their brains crashing on the spot.
Huh?
What the hell just happened?
Is this the apocalypse?
Whether politicians, youkai, hidden evil spirits, or ordinary people…
In this moment, they were all stunned into silence, questioning the meaning of life.
"This is what you call a Court Magus..."
Motherfucker.
So in the end, is Merlin the real King Arthur, or is Artoria?
That swordsmanship looked even more OP than the real Arthur's?!
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Over the Pacific Ocean, a sea of stunning pink flowers bloomed across the blood-soaked crater.
Under the power of flower magecraft.
The Black Rift Phenomenon screeched in pain, twisting and shrinking, gradually disappearing.
However, just before it completely vanished, it seemed a few "small fries" escaped from the Black Rift, scattering across the world… Among them were evil spirits, youma, spiritual artifacts, and even some humans.
Merlin didn't care, calmly retrieved his magic staff.
He stood tall in the sky, glancing back at First Primogenitor Ki Juranbarada, who was drenched in sweat, and gave a gentle smile: "Hora, boy-ya, still want to fight?"
"Uh, um… Mr. Merlin, my mom's calling me home for dinner, I'll be leaving now, okay?"
The First Primogenitor forced a stiff smile.
An evil spirit god with strength equal to his had been sliced in half with a single sword strike, its corpse nailed into space, now serving as a symbol of shame for all to see.
Ki Juranbarada expressed: he was a Warlord, not a brainless idiot.
Among the thirty-six stratagems, running away is the best!
Realizing Merlin had no intention of suppressing him, he breathed a sigh of relief, immediately activating his innate skill "Mist Form", transforming into a massive mist dragon, flying toward the Warlord's Empire in Europe.
In a flash, like a meteor, he shot into the distance, vanishing from sight.
The solemn atmosphere quickly dissipated.
Billions around the world were cracked up by his reaction.
Obviously scared out of his mind!
Who would've thought that a First Primogenitor, so majestic upon his entrance, turned out to be a guy who could run faster than anyone?
"Merlin-sama is really amazing..."
Gokou Ruri exclaimed in awe, completely shaken by a power that exceeded the boundaries of human imagination.
This ancient great magus could actually split the sea with a single sword?
Perhaps the Tsar Bomba covered a wider area, but if we're talking about concentrated destructive force at a single point, nothing could compare to that sword strike.
A nuclear bombing with a carpet-style spread wouldn't have taken down the evil spirit so cleanly.
Not to mention the aftermath of nuclear pollution stacked on top of the evil spirit's inherent pollution.
Servants truly were miraculous and powerful beings.
Though...
This Magus Merlin had to be the real one, right?
If he were merely a summoned Servant, he definitely wouldn't be this powerful.
...
"BOOM BOOM BOOM~."
Explosive rumbles thundered from the Pacific coast.
The supersonic jet pilot clenched his teeth, summoning his courage to fly closer to Merlin. The blonde female reporter, brimming with excitement, shook the camera wildly, her admiration obvious as she raised her mic and shouted:
"Lord Merlin!! I'm right here!!"
Which instantly caused audiences everywhere glued to their screens to erupt in anger.
Goddamn it, lady.
This is a critical moment—ask some important questions, would you?! This isn't your idol's fan meeting, you don't need to wave a glow stick!
Diplomats all over the world pounded their chests in frustration, hating themselves for not rushing out to the battlefield in person.
This was a moment grand enough to go down in history.
Merlin, representing the world of Fate—this encounter could be considered the first official crossover between two worlds.
If only they could convince Merlin to come back with them…
Queen Elizabeth II gasped for breath.
At present, although numerous fighter jets were soaring across the sky toward the Pacific…
Only Britain's jet was already at the scene.
There was still a chance…
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