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FATE: The Man with Divine Keys

This is the end of the Age of Gods, the beginning of the Age of Man. This is... Britain. In order to save Britain from its fated destruction, the adopted son of Scathach embarked on a path known as a hero with his Divine Keys. "Next, I'm going to unleash a badass attack. Let's see who's the lucky one to face it." Arkhan wore an innocent smile on his face as he held the burning Might of An-Utu in his hand and looked at the trembling gods before him. === The MC is a reincarnator with a non-sentient system. This story is an Alternate Universe (AU) in Nasuverse with a mix of Divine Keys from Honkai Impact and Norse Mythology. Don't expect the lore to remain identical to Nasuverse. Think of it as a new story infused with Nasuverse elements, since some of the lore has somewhat modified. === This is a translation. I'm translating as I read and making some modifications to the story if needed. Original: https://wap.ciweimao.com/book/100197196 The cover image is not mine. === Support and read advanced chapters at: patreon.com/VALRRR

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Meaningless Struggle

"Even if she's a Beast, she shouldn't be able to withstand that kind of attack, right...?"

Gordes muttered under his breath, unsure if he was speaking to someone else or just to himself.

No one responded as everyone maintained silence, nervous to see the outcome.

After all, for them, the existence known as 'Beast' was too unfathomable and mysterious. They knew nothing about it, so they couldn't be sure if the joint attack just now would have any effect.

However, the wait didn't last long.

Sensing the surge of magical energy once again, almost everyone's expression changed slightly.

*Whoosh—!*

A vast wave of magical energy swept through like a gale, dispersing all the dust and smoke.

Kama's figure reappeared before everyone's eyes, unchanged in appearance and as strong as ever. If not for the deep crater under her feet and the numerous cracks around, everyone might have thought that nothing had happened just now.

"Are fucking kidding me... How could this be possible..." Mordred's pupils suddenly contracted before gritting her teeth and raising Clarent once again.

"Tch... If it weren't for that damn lizard wrecking my gardens like this..."

Sitting on the throne, Semiramis bit her nails, her tone clearly filled with resentment and blame toward Nidhogg, as if she had completely forgotten that the Beast was coming from her faction.

Nidhogg hovered in the sky, flapping her wings, gradually sinking into a state of helplessness. This Beast's strength was almost comparable to Vortigern with the aid of the Holy Grail.

"Hmph, in the end, it's all meaningless struggle..." Kama looked up at Nidhogg and the Hanging Gardens of Babylon and a faint smirk soon appeared on her lips. "Let me show you a little taste of what true power is..."

She calmly raised her hand above her head and terrifying waves of magical energy suddenly surged from her body.

Seeing this, Arkhan's pupils contracted sharply. A strong sense of crisis surged from the bottom of his heart!

*Swish!* *Swish!* *Swish!* *Swish!* *Swish!*

In an instant, countless beams of light scattered from Kama's hand in all directions, intertwining densely like an impenetrable spider web, covering all the space above and below, rendering the entire world into an ocean of light!

It seemed that what this light brought was not hope and warmth, but despair and destruction. Everywhere covered by the light was ruthlessly destroyed, as if the heavens were handing down punishment!

"Get down!"

Kairi shouted violently, pushing Fiore on the wheelchair to the ground.

*Swish!*

At this moment, a beam of light swept over their heads, and several homunculi who couldn't dodge in time turned into ashes instantly.

Seeing this scene, everyone's faces changed in unison. They hadn't expected the power of these beams of light to be so terrifying.

Was this the true power of a Beast?

The moment the beams of light emerged, Mordred immediately reacted out of instinct. She instantly shed the heavy armor on her body, trying to evade the attacks of the light beams.

Arkhan did the same as her, dodging and maneuvering everywhere to avoid the onslaught of the light beams.

Although with his A-rank Endurance, even if he was hit by this light beam, it wouldn't be a big deal, but the problem lay in the sheer number of light beams. If he got entangled, even he would have to pay a considerable price.

*ROOOAAAAAARRR—!!!*

But just then, a piercing dragon's roar suddenly echoed from above, causing Arkhan's heart to skip a beat as he instantly looked up at the sky.

Meanwhile, Nidhogg and the Hanging Gardens of Babylon, lacking nimbleness and the ability to anticipate attacks like Mordred and Arkhan, couldn't react in time to dodge the onslaught of numerous light beams due to their large forms.

As a result, they were instantly pierced through by countless light beams.

*BOOOOM!*

The magnificent Hanging Gardens of Babylon, after a brief resistance, exploded with a deafening roar. Although Nidhogg possessed a near-immortality level of durability, facing such a barrage of light beams from a Beast left her powerless.

*BOOOM!*

With countless fatal wounds, she fell from the sky, crashing heavily onto the ground.

"Nid!"

Arkhan hurriedly activated the power of the Cosmic Juggernaut to reach Nidhogg's side in an instant, continuously infusing her with the Abyss Flower's power of creation. However, since this Abyss Flower was only a Noble Phantasm version of the original, this amount of power of creation was incapable of helping her out of danger.

"Sorry, it looks like this time, I can't accompany you to the end..."

Nidhogg weakly opened her eyes, looking at Arkhan with affection and reluctance, as her massive form gradually dissipated into particles of light.

Meanwhile, Shirou, who had been running non-stop, suddenly stopped in his tracks, stiffly lowering his head as he watched the command spells on his hand gradually fade away. At the same time, that incredibly familiar sensation gradually drifted away from him.

"Assassin..."

He stood in the dim forest like a statue, silent.

After an unknown amount of time, a powerful surge of magical energy suddenly erupted from his body.

*Whooosh—!!!*

Countless gusts of wind blew in all directions and severed the surrounding trees at their roots.

When the magical energy fluctuations gradually subsided, Shirou's attire had completely changed. His simple and modest priestly robes had transformed into the attire of an ancient samurai with wide sleeves and robes, his disheveled white hair became longer and tied back with a red ribbon.

If there were other mages present, they would undoubtedly pale, because the aura emanating from Shirou at this moment was completely that of a Servant!

Completely liberating his Saint Graph, Shirou no longer exuded the gentle and loving aura he once did. Though his appearance remained the same, he now gave off the impression of a samurai stepping out of the Edo period, enveloped in a melancholy and fiercely cold atmosphere.

He was no longer a priest known as Kotomine Shirou but a Servant known as Amakusa Shirou Tokisada.

"Don't worry, Assassin... Soon, I will avenge you..."

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