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Chapter 99 - Chapter 95: The Eternal Rebel

"Olga Marie, your scene's the cover of Chaldea's Great Adventure Log! (Fou!)"

Final boss!?

"Gah… impossible…"

Lev crawled, reduced to a mangled arm and head.

"Grail-prolonged life—or rather, 'couldn't die.' No pity. Repent your folly against me and perish," Gilgamesh said.

"A mere Heroic Spirit… an Animusphere descendant… defeated our Pillar!?" Lev gasped.

Your 'worthless' things were priceless treasures.

Worthless? You failed to polish them, discarded them.

"It's over, Lev. Hand over the Grail," Ritsuka demanded.

"You can do nothing. Surrender," Mash urged.

"Fools," Lev sneered, grinning wickedly.

"Mash! Ritsuka! Back off! Lev's not done!" Olga warned.

"What!?"

"Grail's activating! He's planning something! Be careful!"

Still, at this stage!?

"Last gasps? Fine, entertain me to the end, clown," Gilgamesh said.

"Sacrificing ancient Rome, I summoned the mightiest Heroic Spirit!" Lev declared.

The Grail glowed, summoning—

"Rejoice, Emperor! Rome truly falls now!"

"The world—Rome—won't perish!" Nero retorted.

"Misguided pride is mere folly! Behold, Chaldea!! Come!!"

Unstoppable—it's coming!!

"Great Hero of Destruction, Altera!!!!"

Summoning light engulfed the palace!

"Altera… ho…" Gilgamesh mused.

A tan woman in a white veil appeared, wielding a futuristic sword exuding menace.

She's strong—unmistakably powerful!

"Harvester's vanguard, her remnant? Surprising she's in the Throne," Gilgamesh noted.

The vessel knows her. No time for talk…!

"…"

"Like a ballpoint pen…" Ritsuka muttered.

"Senpai!" Mash scolded.

"Haha! I won! It's over, Romani, Olga! This Servant is destruction incarnate! The king to crush humanity's foundation!" Lev crowed.

"…"

"Hero King! Even you can't defeat her! 14,000 years ago, she ravaged the gods who made you—!!"

"Silence."

A slash—Lev was bisected, dying without a scream.

He killed the Master…!?

"Fou (So that's the rumored Lev)," Fou chirped.

"Lev…!!" Olga gasped, unable to accept her mentor's death.

"Pathetic. A clown should entertain with dying screams. And correction—my creators never fell. They groveled, begging for life," Gilgamesh said.

"You killed Professor Lev—! Hero King! That Servant!" Romani demanded.

"Unclear. One thing—"

Altera, called the Great King, picked up the Grail.

"The Grail… absorbed!" Ritsuka exclaimed.

"I am the Hun's warrior," Altera said, raising her sword.

"And the Great King."

Instantly—

"Massive mana surge!! Castle-class attack incoming!!" Romani warned.

Her futuristic sword spun, unleashing a torrent of destructive power—!!

"You call me God's punishment," Altera said.

"Mash! Protect Ritsuka!! Ritsuka! Summon Jeanne—!"

"Tch, too late?" Gilgamesh muttered.

"I am—God's whip."

A cataclysmic surge of destruction, rivaling Ea, engulfed Mash and the others—

In that moment—

"There you are, oppressor!!"

Muscular might blocked the destructive torrent!!

"Spartacus!? You came!?" Nero exclaimed.

"Haha! I come, indeed!! All this era's oppressors are crushed! Only the pinnacle oppressor remains! And!!"

A love-filled smile met Altera's cold glance.

"Only the oppressor of stars and civilization remains!! Now, now, now!! My love—will envelop the world!!"

Reckless! His body's battered, Spirit Core near collapse! Facing that—!

"Dying for your cause, rebel?" Gilgamesh asked.

"No. I pass, raising love," Spartacus replied.

"Mash!!"

"Boudica-san!!"

"Come, 'Jeanne d'Arc'!!"

"Yes!! Noble Phantasm, deploy! 'Luminosité Eternelle'—!!"

"Haha!! This is it!! This oppressor's brilliance—!!" Spartacus laughed.

Explosion, joy, panic, unease, cold stares—

The raging torrent became a flash—

Oppressor, golden oppressor.

!

I said I'd embrace you in this era.

That was a lie.

"Go!! My love—!!"

Be noble, strong, the pinnacle, radiant. Never forget your shine in any era.

"—Explodes!!!!"

Your brilliance—I'll reach it. My rebel blade, my victory cry, will pierce you someday.

"…"

My rebellion, eternal.

"Splendid, Spartacus," Gilgamesh said.

Likewise—

Spartacus looked back.

My love is eternal.

His smile, at death's edge, was serene—

"Rome's end nears. A pity—send the muscle montage to Merlin (Fou…)," Fou murmured.

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