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Shirou stood next to the throne, glowing with a soft silver light, almost like a morning star cutting through the darkness of the world. This gentle light seemed to reach out from him, connecting to everyone else in the whole temple.

Whether they were Heroic Spirits or Demon God Pillars, everyone glowed with a subtle light.

This light was the connector. Under its influence, the parameters of both the Demon God Pillars and the Heroic Spirits were elevated to another level and their ability to slay gods was once again enhanced, reaching a different dimension.

Caliburn was planted firmly in the ground beside him, like a king holding court at the center of the palace. Standing behind the lineup of Heroic Spirits, he kept flipping through various records, using his subordinates' Noble Phantasms and skills to boost everyone in the temple.

He first brought out Merlin's records, using his spells and Noble Phantasm to empower everyone around him. Once he had used all of Merlin's skills, he moved on to Galahad's records, continuing to enhance the power of his allies.

Okita Souji clenched her fist, feeling the steady rush of power within her. She took a swing at the monstrosity in front of her. This time, her sword, operating at the level of a Noble Phantasm, managed to pierce through the creature's divine authorities—although it didn't do much in terms of actual damage.

She glanced over at him and yelled, "Eternal King, keep those buffs coming!"

"Silence, you mongrel. Even a strong rat is still just a rat. Your strength means nothing," Gilgamesh snapped at Okita, and then turned to shout at him, "Fujimaru Shirou, give this king a few more buffs!"

Karna found himself pushed back by the monster's assault and cast a glance at him, chiming in, "Eternal King, I could use some of those buffs over here!"

Artoria, gripping her holy sword, also looked his way and softly whispered, "My king..."

She left her words hanging, but the message was clear.

And it wasn't just Karna and Artoria. Arjuna and Emiya were also shooting him sidelong glances, as if asking for the same thing. Even the Demon God Pillars seemed to be clamoring for some of those juicy buffs.

"Do you all think I have unlimited mana or something?" He snapped, clearly annoyed. "Keep nagging, and I'll stop with the buffs altogether!"

Everyone was lining up for buffs like he had a never-ending supply of mana. He'd already given out a ton of enhancement buffs, and still they were asking for more.

Right now, he was the one at the helm. If this were a game, he'd be the strategist and the support, responsible for calculating the battlefield data, figuring out patterns, and providing buffs. But all these supposed 'teammates' just kept hounding him for more. Could he really juggle all these demands for support?

Now he found himself alone at the center, coordinating Heroic Spirits, Counter Guardians, the 72 Demon God Pillars, and a whopping 100,000 troops from Camelot who were busy battling against humanoid figures. Managing the mana expenditure for all these forces was like juggling a dozen flaming torches; it required a huge amount of mental calculations to avoid depleting his mana too quickly.

With his eyes darting over the battlefield, he did some quick mental math on his mana reserves. Then, he used Merlin's [Hero Creation EX] on Scathach.

This made Gilgamesh visibly jealous. "Why her? What about me?"

"Enough with the complaints!" Shirou yelled back. "In this war, she is the most reliable!"

And with that, he showered Scathach with various enhancement buffs.

He also asked Merlin and Solomon to add their strengthening spells and skills onto Scathach.

Once he'd stacked more than a dozen layers of enhancements on her, Scathach's aura erupted, transforming dramatically. Purple magical flames blazed around her, making her impossible to ignore.

"Wait, isn't this a bit too much?" Emiya looked over and couldn't help but feel shocked.

With all the boosts from Shirou, Scathach was like a new person, or rather, a new force to be reckoned with. Her magical aura was so intense it looked like a bottomless abyss, both breathtaking and terrifying. It felt like they were facing a second abomination on the battlefield!

Scathach was powerful before, but she wasn't this...terrifying, was she?

Could it be...

Emiya looked over at him, who was practically glowing with ethereal light, a complicated expression on his face. He found himself wondering if this Shirou's specialization lay in empowering others.

Just then, Okita dodged a monster's attack and sidled up next to Emiya. Her voice tinged with anticipation, she said, "Emiya, you two are like alternate versions of each other, right? That means you can do this boosting stuff too, doesn't it? Come on, give me a few stacks of buffs. I don't want to be outdone by her!"

Emiya: "..."

What could he say, seeing the hopeful look on his colleague's face?

After weighing his options, he chose to be gentle, so he said. "Get lost!"

Okita Souji: "..."

On the other side of the battlefield, Scathach, now adjusting to her new level of power, shifted her gaze to Gilgamesh. Her face, as lovely as ever, held a teasing smile as she said sweetly, "This was Shirou's decision. Do you have a problem with it, Gilgamesh?"

Her smile was sweet, her tone soft, but Gilgamesh couldn't shake the icy shiver that ran down his spine.

With all the stacked [God Slayer] buffs, Scathach's [God Slayer] had reached an incredible A++ level. It was like kryptonite for anyone with divine attributes, and Gilgamesh, possessing divinity himself, couldn't help but feel a bit unnerved.

After receiving Shirou's series of enhancements, she had transformed into something far more fearsome and terrifying. Purple magical flames engulfed her body, harmonizing with the silver light of his first Noble Phantasm, creating a chaotic fusion of power that was impossible to ignore.

This overwhelming magical aura was so intense that it even seemed to warp the very fabric of the space around her.

Gilgamesh had to admit, even if only to himself, that in her current state, she could probably make quick work of him.

With that thought, he said haughtily, "Hmph. Things always seem more appealing when they're out of reach."

Karna couldn't resist adding, "More like he doesn't dare to confront Scathach right now."

Clearly irked, Gilgamesh shot back, "Child of the Sun, have you no shred of respect for this king? Or are you simply a gossipmonger?'"

Arjuna chimed in, "If he'd kept his thoughts to himself, it would be one thing. But saying it out loud? That's a gossipmonger for you."

Karna turned to Arjuna, meeting his eyes with a steady gaze, "Trying to put me down won't make you any better."

Annoyed, Arjuna's eyes narrowed as he stared back at Karna.

With her A++ ranked "God Slayer," and the numerous enhancements granted by Shirou, Merlin, and King Solomon, Scathach had evolved into a figure of immense power. Her very being seemed to merge with her purple flames, now a raging force of nature.

The abomination, sensing the overwhelming energy, let out an uneasy howl. Various powers converged on Scathach, blending the brilliance of the sun, the force of thunder, and the luster of stars.

A flicker of light danced in Scathach's eyes. Her crimson spear became a blur of red, cutting through the air and delivering a decisive blow that shattered the monster's barriers.

Her A++ "God Slayer" ability gave her the raw power to break through the monster's defenses. But it was Shirou's enhancements that tipped the scales, offering her a real shot at defeating this fearsome enemy.

Every form of authority—be it the brilliance of the sun, the fury of thunder, or the glimmer of stars—was dismantled one after another by Scathach's relentless assault, leaving the abomination reeling under her unstoppable force.

The scene left everyone present at a loss for words.

The magnitude of what they were witnessing was staggering!

Anyone who had clashed against this creature knew its terrifying strength. Its protective barriers alone could render most combatants powerless, and the combined powers of the gods' authority even outmatched the prowess of the Demon God Pillars. However, in this very moment, this formidable monster was being completely overpowered by Scathach.

She gripped her crimson spear tightly, unleashing the full might of her enhancements and the A++ ranked "God Slayer" buff.

With otherworldly speed, she lunged, spear-tip aimed with surgical precision. Her weapon, imbued with god-killing might, shattered the abomination's defenses, nullifying its authorities one after another as if tearing through veils of illusion. Each strike radiated with devastating mana burst, producing a high-pitched resonance that seemed to tear at the very fabric of reality.

The abomination found itself retreating, losing ground with every step.

"She's too... too powerful!"

"This is... unbelievable!"

Onlookers in the outside world were slack-jawed, gripped by awe. They might not have understood all the mechanics behind this fighting and killing, but one thing was certain: just moments ago, even a sizable group had struggled against this monster. Now, it was being completely overpowered by this woman with purple hair. How could they not be stunned?

Meanwhile, inside the Temple of Time, Heroic Spirits who understood the true dynamics at play had their eyes locked on Shirou. Their looks were filled with fervent desire. After all, these Heroic Spirits weren't just there to watch others flex their muscles—they wanted a chance to showcase their own power as well!