Fallen angel
After killing Francesca, the area around Bai Mo resembled a melting painting, but this was completely different from the previous illusions. If the original world was a blank canvas, then everything around him was the paint applied to it.
The world around him was altered, completely defying all common sense. He looked up and saw a towering figure appear there.
He was a gloomy, handsome man with long, pale hair that flowed down his back. He wore a worn but luxurious robe, and his vertical pupils stared at Bai Mo. Behind him were four wings.
This is absurd. Logically speaking, the age of gods has passed, so why would something like this appear here? Both the clues from the magic circle and the power Fran used previously pointed to the name of this being.
"King of Heroes, what is that thing?!" Artoria shouted at Gilgamesh in the sky. Gilgamesh in the sky also broke out in a cold sweat, and couldn't help but curse Tokiomi, that idiot.
"That thing... is the Beast, the Evil of Humanity." Gilgamesh gave the answer, Artoria's holy sword trembled incessantly, as if facing a formidable enemy, which also confirmed Gilgamesh's words.
In the past, in the Heaven, an angel named Lucifer refused to worship God, the Adam of mankind and God's creation, and started a rebellion. In that battle, a third of the angels betrayed God, and among them, one held a particularly special position.
No one knows why he still threw himself into the rebellion despite knowing defeat was inevitable. No one knows why he, who once deeply loved humanity, has become the demon who now enjoys torturing and tormenting humans. It seems no Human Order his thoughts or his heart.
All that is known is that his betrayal broke the Creator's heart, God tore off his wings, causing him to fall for nine days and nights before he and Lucifer fell to the deepest part of Hell.
"His name is Beelzebub." Bai Mo was deep in the strange world, and Gilgamesh was outside, said in unison. The man in front of them smiled slightly, but it made them feel as if they had fallen into an ice cellar.
On the other side, both Kiritsugu Emiya and Kayneth's faces turned visibly pale. If you were to ask who the most dangerous demon to humans is, seven out of ten people would name him.
Beelzebub is the representative of Gluttony among the seven deadly sins and the manipulator of plagues. In Europe legends, the Black Death that brought countless deaths was Beelzebub displaying his power, and all his actions were solely aimed at the torture and slaughter of humans.
"Are you kidding me? Even if that woman really has Beelzebub's blood, how pure could it be? How could she possibly be the vessel for Beelzebub's arrival? This thing is an illusion, right? It's fake, isn't it?"
Kayneth wished he could go back to yesterday and strangle the version of himself who chose to stay. It was utterly absurd. In this world where the Age of Gods had vanished, a demon second only to Lucifer in Hell was appearing before them? Had this world gone mad?
Only Gilgamesh could offer an explanation. He gritted his teeth and said, "Indeed, it's impossible for that woman's bloodline to bring Beelzebub down. The barrier between the current world and Hell is almost impossible to break. However, if we use some Noble Phantasm capable of tearing the world apart, then it's not impossible."
Gilgamesh's words were filled with disappointment and frustration.
"The Noble Phantasm that tears the world apart, King of Heroes, is it your Ea?"
"That's right."
Waver yelled in frustration, "Why did we have to release that thing? Wouldn't it have been better to just let Bai Mo punch her to death?"
"Don't ask me! I've precisely found the most tragic ending among countless possibilities. You fool, Tokiomi, I should have killed you the moment we met!" Gilgamesh rarely lost his composure. Due to the presence of Bai Mo, the observation of the Sha Naqba Imuru was already very blurry, and the deeper one got involved with Bai Mo, the harder it was to see clearly.
Even so, upon seeing the possibility of Beelzebub, he still dismissed it with disdain, thinking it could never have turned out like this. But he truly hadn't expected that Tokiomi's level of depravity would far exceed his imagination.
Everyone was cursing Tokiomi's Tokiomi in their hearts. Bai Mo and the Heroic Spirit finally managed to defeat the first and second phases of this BOSS, and then you caused a third phase to appear? You're really something else!
Tokiomi had actually thought a lot about it. Artoria had lost her desire for the Holy Grail, and Kiritsugu Emiya would most likely not pursue Holy Grail either, so wasn't the Greater Grail rightfully his? Zouken's arrival also made Tokiomi feel that Francesca had reached her limit.
The problem is, she has indeed gained control of the Greater Grail, so why not just deliver the final blow?
While Bai Mo possesses unparalleled combat prowess, his understanding of Magecraft is extremely limited. Tokiomi is deeply worried: what if Fran, pushed to the limit, uses the Greater Grail against Bai Mo?
This woman revealed her bloodline. Even if Beelzebub had fallen, he was still a fallen angel. The Chains of Heaven controlled him, and the Ea was dealt with directly. In the end, Tokiomi was still only willing to believe in himself and rely on himself.
He was unwilling to entrust the possibility of reaching the Root to someone else; he had considered everything, or at least everything he knew of.
Francesca taught him a valuable lesson: the more cunning a person is, the more likely they are to stumble in unexpected situations.
"The Holy Grail... In the end, humanity is still dominated by desire, bringing about its own destruction." Beelzebub spoke, his words resonating in everyone's hearts, the fear of death lingering in everyone's soul.
"Lord, these are the creatures you created to rule the Daichi." He raised a finger, the one who, in legend, Beelzebub could destroy a city with a mere flick of his finger.
"Saber, attack now! Is that sword in your hand just for show?!"
Gilgamesh roared, and the Gate of Babylon opened, unleashing countless Noble Phantasm that shone brightly. Anyone with a deep understanding of Servant would recognize the special nature of these weapons: Napoleon's cannons, Scáthach's red spears, Oda Nobunaga's muskets... all weapons possessing special power against gods.
The current situation is absolutely dire. If we take this guy as our opponent, even if the Chaldea team comes, they will likely all die here. Beelzebub cannot descend completely, but letting him stay even for a second longer will plunge humanity into crisis.
The holy sword shone with a brilliance never before seen, and countless Noble Phantasm rained down, pointing directly at Beelzebub. The light blazed forth, as if it were about to soar into the heavens and eclipse the sun.
The light vanished into the darkness in the next moment. Beelzebub rubbed his fingers together, his expression even showing a hint of nostalgia for those radiant lights.