Patience and resistance.

This is a portrayal of Spartacus's life.

Spartacus, born as a gladiator slave, endured all the time.

Endure oppression, endure hurt.

Of course, there is a limit to any patience, and when he reached the limit and could no longer bear it, he launched a rebellion, against the oppressor, to the authorities.

This life was sublimated into his Noble Phantasm, allowing him to take damage and transform it into resilience and magic.

But these alone are not enough to explain the whole story of Spartacus.

He was born with an intolerable nature of being impatient to belong to anyone.

Not only that, but he felt that being treated with scorn and being hurt would give him pleasure. The feeling of something like sediment depositing within himself will bring him infinite pleasure.

Just like now, under the devastating attack of the Demon God Pillar, he felt the pain and his heart was filled with a strange sense of intoxication.

He's crazy...... Even I know my madness.

However, he still couldn't stop.

So, he's laughing all the time.

When this deposition reached a critical point, Spartacus rebelled.

As long as there are suppressors in the world, one's own pleasure and anger will not stop.

Ahhhh

It's closer.

It's just a little bit worse.

As long as you have a little more, you can-

The parts of his body were gradually being replaced, and the pain of something was tormenting his mind.

However, that's almost over.

Leif Lenoll Flores.

The Demon God Pillar with a higher standard than the Servant, the culprit who tried to destroy the world in vain, and the biggest suppressor.

Sending him to death is the true meaning of this second life.

"Destroy all the oppression and completely smash the symbol of power!"

With a roar that resounded through the sky, Spartacus delivered the final blow.

It was not a simple blow with all one's might, but the ultimate destruction that could only be achieved by sacrificing everything in oneself.

Destroy it.

Destroy it.

Die.

Everything-

Under this blow that was exchanged for all the pain and life, whether it was the Demon God Pillar or the heroes around it, and even the giant tree that Romulus had exchanged for his life lost its color.

Between the entire heaven and earth, only this unique light of destruction remains.

This is the tallest and strongest rebellious fist in Spartacus' second life.

Such a rebellious fist is something that even the Demon God can't resist.

The Demon God Pillar, which was scarred by a group of servants, was completely shattered by this peerless blow.

Of course, Spartacus did not know all this and did not intend to know.

Because for him, this is enough, his task is complete, and everything that remains is none of his business.

A gladiator who devoted his entire life completely to the rebellious asceticism, and just like that, he ended his life with a smile.

"Spartacus ......"

The servants who were outside the blast area bowed their heads as a sign of respect for the gladiators.

Without his dedication, it would have taken a long time for the crowd to defeat Leif, and perhaps he would have escaped—the old Chaldean staff remembered well that he could open the passage of time and space through the Holy Grail.

If he is allowed to escape, no one knows when he will return. The reason why Perseus wandered on the edge of the battlefield and did not press it with his companions was just in case.

Now, it seems, is not needed — no, no.

The light faded after destroying the towering trees and palaces, leaving behind a large hemispherical crater and two colors in the center of the crater.

One is gold, the holy grail of gold.

The other is green, but instead of the emerald green of the trees, it is a deeper dark green.

That's - Leif!

It was reduced to Leif in human form.

Spartacus did destroy the Daedric Pillar, but not Leif.

It may be because of the protection of the Holy Grail, or it may also be because Leif's oppression (attack) on Spartacus is not enough, making the power of the Rebellion Fist slightly insufficient.

Either way, Leif was still alive, and although he was covered in tatters and looked miserable, he could still speak, and he still had a hard mouth.

“…… How can it be...... Heroic ...... Can you repel our Imperial Pillars? ”

"Believe it or not, that's the truth." Perseus stepped forward with the "Snake Hunting Scythe" in his hand.

"yes, that's right." Leif didn't deny it, "After all, I've been away from the temple for too long, and I'm starting to die a little bit, and it's inevitable that there will be mistakes in my calculations." However, I am also the man who has been appointed to participate in part of the future mission of the burn, and I have not thought about what will happen in case of it. ”

"Oh, you mean there's a backhand?" Perseus's face sank, and his pace couldn't help but speed up a little.

At the same time, Joan of Arc began to speed up, moving as she spoke, to everyone.

"The Holy Grail is ringing, what's going to happen, everyone stop him!"

"It's too late! My final blow is not only to destroy you, but also to buy time. ”

Leif held the Holy Grail in his hand. In an instant, lightning thundered, and the wind and clouds swirled.

The power of the Holy Grail connects the human world with places outside the world, stirring up a surging sea of light.

The breath that comes through the sea of light is familiar to every servant, and it is where they are before they come - the place where heroes return after their deaths, and the seat of the heroic spirits pushed by human faith.

He's summoning the Heroic Spirit—and the moment he realizes it, it's too late to intervene, and the ritual that opens can't be interrupted.

"I offer the whole of ancient Rome as a sacrifice to summon the most powerful heroes! Rejoice, Emperor Nero Claudius, this is truly worthy of the end of Rome! ”

"Rome is the world, and the world will never come to an end!" Nero asserted.

"Once your self-esteem goes astray, it's just the ultimate ignorance, and you can see the end of your world with your own eyes!"

Leif sighed pretendedly, then screamed frantically.

"—Obey the words of our king, and show up! Attila, the hero of destruction! ”

The brilliance is shining, and the electric light is rushing.

And just like that, the Heroic Spirit descended.

From the other side, to this side, whirlwinds and lightning envelop the legendary apparition.

Originally, he was a human being, but he has left the human realm.

With inhuman divine powers, he was elevated to the genus of elves.

The existence created by the dreams of countless people has incarnated as a servant and descended on the earth.

The moment he was sure that the summoning was successful, Leif couldn't wait to give the order.

"Come on, destroy one of the seven cornerstones! Use your power to burn the anomalies along with Rome...... Hey? ”

However, before he could finish speaking, the magician who wanted to destroy the world suddenly had his eyes straightened, as if he had seen something incredible.