Put an End to This War

"Yes, speaking of which, Emperor Wu of Zhou is indeed a ruthless character who would kill even his own son for power. Is that so? But I still want to give it a try. Hehehehe!!!" Kishou Shotoku's tone changed, and she laughed loudly, reaching out to touch the faces of the two girls who had been knocked unconscious, because she loved seeing other people's frustrated and desperate expressions.

The hand extracting the spirit, imbued with brainwashing abilities, was Ten Thousand Colors Slow to touch the girl's face.

Bang! A flash of fire, and blood splattered.

Kishou Shotoku frowned and covered her hand, where a bloody hole was gushing blood.

"Hahaha-- The Rashomon Daien Ki!!" The next moment, a huge ghostly claw struck, crashing into the center of the believers. A towering flame exploded, and the resulting heat wave blew everyone gathered there away.

"Hahaha! You bastards! You've been chasing me for so long, now you know how powerful I am!" The girl with demon horns raised her hands and laughed wildly.

Amidst the smoke rising from the flames, a Black Shadow swiftly picked up the two unconscious girls, cut the ropes binding them, and placed them beside Wu Zetian. Then, standing upright, the figure blocked the girls' path, staring directly at Kishou Shotoku, who was grinning angrily as she looked over.

Another purple-haired girl twirled her robe, creating a whirlwind that dispersed the smoke.

Only then did the girl with pigtails there see the true form of the Black Shadow figure.

It was Shirou, wielding his black and white twin pistols. The moment he arrived, he aimed at the woman's hand without hesitation—the most efficient method.

In a network-based system, normally even if someone is killed, it won't cause much harm to the store manager.

To force the other party out of the shopkeeper's body, it was necessary to make her understand the determination on their side. Cold and decisive, Shirou repeatedly reminded himself in his heart, strictly demanding of his every move.

At least for now, Kishou Shotoku must not be allowed to think that he can threaten him with the life of the shopkeeper he possesses. Otherwise, he will have no choice but to do something that harms the shopkeeper's life.

"Shirou ~! You've come to save me!!" Chou Meimei, who had surrendered her body and soul to Wu Zetian's control, jumped out in surprise and shouted when she saw the boy.

"Okay, Meimei! We need to talk later. You all go out now. BB, you've already lifted the blockade, right? Let them out first."

"I understand! Since Shirou says so, I trust you. I'll leave this to you!" Chou Meimei accepted the two girls who were following her.

"Yes, yes, you're so kind to everyone, BB-chan is going to be jealous~!" The purple-haired girl jumped out from behind. She had already completed the task.

BB, who already had access to this site, directly removed the restriction preventing them from logging out and changed it to a more humane system where players could leave as long as they forfeited.

"Oh my, oh my, another interesting new friend has arrived? Or is he a familiar face?" Kishou Shotoku asked with a smile, looking at the boy and girl.

Shirou looked at the alluring woman; outwardly, she was indeed the shop owner who had made the suit for him, but inwardly she was a completely different person.

"Shirou- kun, you've come to see me too? Sure, here you don't need to worry about anyone's gaze. Even if you're still a minor, you can still be carried." The woman smiled charmingly, opening her arms. Today, she was as radiant as ever, exuding the charm of a mature woman.

Bang! Bang! Bang bang bang!!!

The boy responded with his twin pistols, the ammunition generated by magic.

Chapter 287 Ending the War

With continuous firing, amidst the bursts of fire, rapidly spinning steel missiles flew from the holes in the black gun barrels, splitting into stars scattered in different directions, heading straight for vital parts of the woman's body. Her wrists and limbs, while not enough to kill her, rendered her unable to move.

"Queen! Watch out!"

The cowherd's chest was instantly covered in blood. At the last moment, he threw himself in front of Kishou Shotoku, shielding her from the bullets.

Shirou coldly observed everything, then fired another shot at the ground.

"Ah..." The police inspector, who was kneeling on the ground, had a bloody hole between his eyebrows. He seemed to be relieved and collapsed to the ground.

"Your Majesty! Run!" The surrounding believers rushed forward, forming a human shield in front of the woman. One by one, the believers fell face to face with the boy, then lay at the queen's feet with a sense of fulfillment and satisfaction, as if they had done the most meaningful thing in their lives and had no regrets in dying.

"We should really be thankful that this is the world of the internet," Shirou said coldly, looking at Kishou Shotoku.

For Kishou Shotoku, who could escape into the network even after her physical body died, this was the perfect battlefield. Despite being just a mortal, she managed to slip in through this loophole, proving herself as persistent as a cockroach.

"Oh dear, how heartbreaking. I love you so much, Shirou, yet you hate me so much that you want to kill me?" The woman lowered her eyes, revealing a pitiful and sorrowful appearance.

"No, I wouldn't say I hate it. It's just..." Shirou pointed his gun at Kishou Shotoku and said sincerely.

The 'beast' was not created by some mysterious evil villain, but by humanity itself.

Human Evil is not evil towards humanity, but Human-generated evil.

'Beast' is a phenomenon, existing like unpredictable weather. It changes along with the overall changes in humanity, becoming ugly because of the ugliness within humanity itself. Sometimes it is like a benevolent god, blessing the earth, and sometimes it is like a divine punishment, destroying everything.

If humans show their kindness and goodness, even beasts will choose to help them, and are even willing to sacrifice everything to protect that goodness.

The Fourth Beast was able to relinquish all its intelligence and power for a certain girl, returning to its infancy as a newborn, ignorant and naive cub. It might take hundreds or even thousands of years for it to recover.

The reason why Kishou Shotoku was twisted from a saint into Demonic Bodhisattva was not because of anything else, but precisely because of the influence that humans had on her that led to this transformation.

However, once it becomes like this, it will be impossible for them to coexist and get along well.

"... For the sake of humanity, we must stop you," Shirou said calmly.

The woman before him was far too dangerous; he had to remain calm and composed no matter what situation he encountered. Everything had been planned before he arrived.

A few minutes ago.

With BB's help, Shirou teleported directly to Yuihama's side. He then possessed Ibaraki Doji, a girl in a kimono from the Heian period, who was hiding and running away. Now, she was being forced to the edge of the mountain by a large group of pursuers and was about to be caught.

A group of fifty or sixty people gathered together and surrounded the area leading down the mountain.

"Shirou! You're finally back!" Yuihama puffed out her cheeks and rushed towards the boy, pounding his chest with her little fists to vent her tension.

"Ah, sorry, Yuihama," Shirou said, raising his hand in exasperation.

"Hahaha! Come here quickly, this elite monster is ours!" At this moment, a burly man who had been chasing after them called out to his companions behind him, laughing triumphantly as he ran over.

"Hey! Hello! This child has been taken care of by you." The response came from Shirou, who stood in front of the girl, holding up a black and white pistol.

Having read the memories of his parallel world counterpart and learned about the construction of these two modified guns, he felt they were indeed very cool. Moreover, for the 'player' whose dominant will was humanity, guns were far more intimidating than knives or swords. So he created and used them.

The first man to rush over saw the terrifying boy who had previously subdued all of them, and the gun pointed at him. Terrified, he immediately raised his hands, slowly backed away, and then turned and fled at top speed.

"Whoa! That guy's back again!"

"Run! Run! Idiot! Don't let the guys behind us follow!"

Those who saw Shirou in front were so frightened that they turned around and ran away, but those who didn't know better rushed forward one by one to grab the kill. Those who were retreating and those who were pushing forward bumped into each other, creating chaos.

"Hahaha! You scum! Don't even think about running away!" Ibaraki Doji, who had been itching for revenge for a long time, took control of his body from Yuihama, raised the bone sword high in one hand, and unleashed raging flames with the other.

If you get hit, you absolutely have to hit back. If someone crosses the 38th parallel, you have to run to their side and stomp on them. This is the creed of Mount Ooe -Ibaraki Doji.

"Shirou! Come with me and charge in!" Ibaraki Doji turned around and grabbed the boy's collar, urging him on.

"Okay, okay! Stop it!" Shirou replied helplessly.

Even if she's a ghost, she's still just a little kid. Let's just selectively forget how she was scared and ran away when she was with Yuihama, almost crying.

"Sorry, let's end this farce here. After you leave, someone will have a proper talk with you outside." Shirou said, raising his pistol and bringing the two bullets together. The two bullets fired from the pistol merged together and formed a white light bullet.

Right in the center of the crowd, another method of using the Reality Inherent Domain as its core, after the light bullet fell into the crowd, it gradually magnified into a ball of light that enveloped everyone, and hundreds of Noble Phantasm appeared at the center.

Those inside could hear the sound of the crystallized illusion cracking little by little, before the Noble Phantasm exploded with a deafening roar.

Within seconds, before the pain in their bodies reaches their brains, they lose consciousness and leave the online world.

With Kishou Shotoku present, there was no time to procrastinate.

Shirou judged that the most amiable way to deal with these people was to let them leave the scene and eliminate them as quickly as possible. In a way, the fact that these people were abandoned by Kishou Shotoku because they were too weak was also a kind of luck.

BB is already busy in the background unlocking the restrictions that prevent him from leaving. As for matters in the real world, he has already contacted Chaldea side.

As Yuihama lost consciousness, Yukino and the others notified Chaldea. Da Vinci analyzed the situation, made a decisive decision, and quickly issued instructions.

Regardless of their strength, those who bypass Chaldea and exploit loopholes to perform possession summons must be managed.

Although this world carries the danger of being drawn into other dimensions and encountering Demonic Beast, allowing some people to abuse their extraordinary abilities without supervision leads to the chaotic situation we see today.

Thugs and gangsters are people who make a living through violence. If they were given the power to evade the law, it would be like giving a gunman the freedom to kill. In that case, humanity would revert to being a beast of the jungle.

The consequences would be unimaginable. Even the police inspector would absolutely not allow it.

"Da Vinci, I'm entrusting these people to you," Shirou said after contacting Chaldea.

"Yes, leave it to me. I'll keep an eye on everyone."

Chaldea's company in this world has grown to a considerable size, and its security forces have come in handy. Da Vinci directly dispatched these professionals to lie in ambush at a nearby hotel, where anyone found to be connected to the Holy Grail War would be placed under surveillance.

"Da Vinci, those people who were killed before have all left the scene. There might still be some among them that you can possess and summon," Shirou reminded him.

"I've already informed Artoria and Jeanne d'Arc, and they've gone to help, so there's absolutely nothing to worry about," Da Vinci said with a smile.

"That's good!" Shirou nodded.

After dealing with these people, Shirou took Ibaraki and BB and headed towards Kishou Shotoku.

At that time, Kishou Shotoku had already set his sights on the girl he met during an exchange program abroad. It was a close call; if it had been any later, even if he had been saved, there might have been troublesome aftereffects.

For this woman, there have been countless instances of people fighting and killing each other, engaging in internal strife and vying for power, and even committing suicide for love – the total number of believers involved could probably reach several million. That's how dangerous this person is.

Now, Shirou has no choice but to confront this dangerous woman. He swiftly forces a large group of believers to retreat and transfers his magical power to the white space to prevent Kishou Shotoku from absorbing any more. He must not allow her to regain her 'Beast' power.

But now that all the minor characters have been dealt with, what remains are the biggest problems.

"You little bastard! You actually dared to do that!!" The blond man's fist crackled with lightning as he leaped high into the air, aiming straight for the boy's head.

Among the believers, several powerful individuals who had achieved perfect compatibility on their own dodged the previous barrage of fire, raised their weapons—spears and swords—and charged at the boy in a counterattack.

The Javanese man wielding two sharp blades was a highly skilled swordsman, wearing a white turban, his eyes gleaming with a deadly cold light like those of a venomous snake. This brown-skinned Javanese spoke:

"Hmph, you certainly have courage, but you're far too arrogant. How dare you walk up to us all by yourself."

The man held a silver Malay kris straight sword in his left hand and slashed it horizontally, the blade releasing a fragrance as it swung; a golden, ornate Malay kris serpentine sword thrust upwards, simultaneously releasing a purple poisonous mist, also one of the world's three most famous blades.

He earned his reputation by fighting against Western invaders, and the Servant he possessed was one of the most outstanding among them: Prince Dibonicoe!

"The Malay Kriss sword, huh! It's a decent weapon! It's a pity that the person wielding it is already a puppet." He should have been a national hero who would never yield to power or compromise with violence, but unfortunately, he was now a follower of Katsushiroin's captives.

Shirou held his breath and parried the blades of his twin pistols, sparks flying as he blocked the straight sword and dodged the poisoned blade.

"It's all for the Queen!" At this moment, the other enemies also raised their spears and swords and thrust them forward.

"Queen! Queen! What?! It's so noisy!" came the Ibaraki Doji, who was about to rush over and slash down with his bone sword.

Just then, a howitzer shell flew in from a distance and exploded in front of Ibaraki. Fortunately, Ibaraki reacted quickly and jumped to the side, rolled twice on the ground, and stopped, managing to avoid injury.

"Hehe, young lady, your opponent is me." The middle-aged man stroked his beard, raised a heavy weapon that looked like a platinum coffin, and blocked Ibaraki.

"Why! Why are you stopping us? We're collecting the Holy Grail to protect others! We're the ones in the right!" The Golden-haired Man raised his golden axe and brought it down.

"So who has the Holy Grail you're talking about now? They've been completely bewitched! The Servant who trust you and lend you their power will be crying!" Shirou raised the double-edged blade of his pistol, barely blocking the giant axe. He then shifted to the side, engaging his abdominal muscles, and unleashed a powerful kick that sent the man flying.

"Hehehe, I'll leave this place to you guys. I'm off now." Kishou Shotoku was hiding in the back, smiled charmingly and retreated little by little, taking this opportunity to leave.

"Yes! Leave it to us, Queen!" The worshippers, weapons in hand, rushed towards Shirou.

"Okay, thank you all. I'm short on strength right now, so I need to hold them off." The woman opened the interface and pressed exit.

A crackling sound of electricity flashed as the woman's hand, which had been pressing the exit button, was sent flying by the electric shock.

The purple-haired girl who had been hiding jumped out, raising her hands in a no-nonsense X shape.

"Other players can leave at any time, but older women are not allowed to pass! Especially an old woman like you who can only possess an old lady, I won't let you out even a step." BB said with his hands on his hips and a mocking smile.

"What! I'm still very young! I just look a little older than I am. Even though I walk with my classmates who I go to school with every day, I've been mistaken for a teacher or a parent so many times! Can anyone understand how that feels?" Kishou Shotoku, biting her lip in exasperation.

"Shirou-senpai, stop playing around! Use those eyes and end the battle already!" BB complained.

"Well, since further words are useless, let's end it here!" Shirou stared ahead, his eyes gleaming with white light, within which swirled a seven-colored red light. He raised his twin pistols high, stomped his legs hard on the ground, and leaped backward.

Leaning back, he narrowly avoided the spear's thrust, and while continuously firing his twin pistols, he also activated his Inherent Domain.

Turning gears, a red wasteland, weapons of all kinds planted everywhere, black smoke rising from the iron forge, and behind the steel walls, guarding the blue planet.

White blades of light flew out, spinning horizontally and slashing towards the waists of the enemies. In the sky, sharp flying swords also fell from all directions, and spears thrust out from the ground. All the weapons formed a dense net of sharp blades.

All the movements were executed in one smooth motion, and the flying swords that were continuously created rained down. There was no time for the people here to be stunned. On the side of the assassin's academy, the brainwashed believers fell to the ground, splattering blood.

Now that the restrictions on leaving have been lifted, these believers will be teleported out and back to the real world.

Then a white portal of light appeared, and the magical power brought by the deceased Servant was transferred into it.

Seeing the surrounding enemies lying on the ground, Ibaraki, who had been suffering humiliation all along, stepped on the enemy's back, raised his head high, put his hands on his hips, and laughed loudly, his two demon horns swaying from side to side with the rise and fall of his body.

"Hahaha, serves you right! You bastards, now you know how powerful your old lady, the leader of Mount Ooe, is! Hahahaha!"

Boom! Because his laughter was so ugly, it was embarrassing to even be near him. The boy couldn't help but step forward and knock Ibaraki's head.

"Waaah... Shirou... What are you doing?!" Ibaraki asked the boy, rubbing his head where he had been hit, tears welling in his eyes.

Shirou put away his fist and lectured the girl, "Girls shouldn't talk to me like that. Besides, you're relying on Yuihama, so don't act recklessly."

"Tsk, if it weren't for the fact that you saved me once, I'd bite you..." Ibaraki muttered under his breath, looking down.

"It's over, Kishou Shotoku! Even if you're pretending to be a queen, your petty nature and desire to possess everything show you have no regal bearing whatsoever. You were exposed long ago." BB stepped forward and pointed at the woman.