Goetia could only find it absurd.
His immortality had vanished.
Not only had his immortality vanished, but so had his authority over the unified Seventy-Two Demon Gods. This form of his existed because the Seventy-Two Demon Gods had fused into one, so—this, too, was about to end.
Ah, I know. I know!
When all was said and done—I was a magecraft formula created to "protect humanity"! That kind of thing—no one needed to remind me of it!
But was that a sin!?
A human life—something like that was utterly worthless!
No matter what we did, no matter how we protected them, destruction was all that awaited them in the end!
We'd had enough!
Enough enough enough enough enough enough enough—enough alreadyyyyy!!!
What story of love and hope? This was a story of fear and despair!
Watching that, watching that—it simply, simply couldn't make anyone happy.
—BOOM!
Goetia's enormous black fist slammed into the ground.
It didn't matter anymore.
Enduring the agony of his body on the verge of collapse, he rose to his feet.
"It doesn't—matter!"
As he stood, he happened to hear Fujimaru Ritsuka's furious declaration of war, and his expression twisted into a savage grimace.
"As long as—we kill Fujimaru Ritsuka here, and make all those Heroic Spirits die—our great work will not be over!!!"
"As long as we continue using our First Noble Phantasm before the last pillar of Demon God is destroyed—"
"There is no such thing as a limit to life! My story, our story—has always been built upon death!!!"
"Servant Summoning Formula, answer my resolve!"
Blood-colored fury burned in Fujimaru Ritsuka's eyes as he raised his hand.
"Guardian—of the Scales!!!"
Bzzzz—
His nerves could still support the summoning of seven Servants.
This time, he summoned seven Servants.
Seven immensely familiar figures appeared at Fujimaru