Shirou: Huh? Messenger of Justice? What's that? If you love your sister, go fight in the Holy Grail War. If you can't even kill six people in a row, and you can't even take down an EA, what's the point of being a sister-con? I always take it with my face, understand? Excuse me, young man next door, but you actually need Saber to help you fight in the Holy Grail War? I always tear people apart with my bare hands, okay? You can't even tear a Servant apart with your bare hands, and you're still calling yourself Gudako's dad? Have some shame! Today, I'm going to teach you how to fight the Holy Grail War! ...

Traveling through the Type-Moon world, Lin Zhen obtains the True and False Dao Fruits. He must gain influence to achieve Dao and become an immortal. Why not just make a game? The Holy Grail War + the modified Delta has launched! [Misaka Mikoto: Is that CS choosing Red A to block the bridge again?] [Red A: ...] [Sato Kazuma: The idiot planner has updated!] [Kiritani Kazuto: The new map is Secret Babylon?] [Oyama Mahiro: Be a planner for a day, and be a filial son.] [Gilgamesh: Bastards, what are you doing?] Years later, as players continue to play, Lin Zhen's power soars, and he achieves Dao, becoming invincible. Suddenly, someone approaches him, saying, "Humanity is about to collapse." Lin Zhen replies, "There's no need to do anything—just talk to my champion players!"

The ambitious young man Mo Chen was originally at home eating hot pot, singing songs, browsing Star Tie and watching special effects.

Unexpectedly, the Emperor Armor, who was originally sparring with the 'Flame Dragon' on the screen, suddenly came alive and looked at him...

When he came to his senses, he appeared on the streets of Luofu.

He was penniless at the time and was just about to tighten his belt to make ends meet, but he found...

Mo Chen: Eh? What's that thing on your waist?!

"I traveled to Type-Moon and gained the recognition of the Root. As long as I can die an abnormal death, I can ascend to the Throne of Heroes and become the Lord of the Throne of Heroes, an existence that is stronger and freer than the Seven Crowns." "For this reason, I started to act like a fool in Type-Moon." "I scolded Gilgamesh to his face, challenged the almighty Zeus in Greece, openly kidnapped Skadi in Northern Europe, declared that Solomon was a demon god instead of the Son of God in Israel, and stood on Morgan's side in Britain..." "But why am I still alive now?" 1994, Fuyuki. A famous figure in history, the third friend of the Most Ancient King, the first prime minister of Mesopotamia, the man favored by the Greek gods, the king of giants in Northern Europe, the incarnation of God who awakened Solomon's humanity in Israel, assisted by Prince Camelot... The young but weathered-looking Lovi sat on the top of the Fuyuki Bridge, sighed, and looked at the scene in front of him: "Tell me, what went wrong here?" "Or, you kill me and let me ascend to the Throne of Heroes? Please!" Kiritsugu Emiya lit a cigarette, glanced at Artoria who was holding the Holy Spear next to him, the King's Treasure unfolded by Gilgamesh, the red spear tip extended from the Kingdom of Shadows... The hand holding the cigarette trembled slightly.

In 20th-century London, England, a down-on-his-luck wretch transmigrated into the body of a recently deceased young noble. Realizing his own fortune—a car, a house, and the loss of both his parents—a perfect start, Lo Wei's grin crackled. With his wealth, he could live comfortably in this world even without doing anything. An old British aristocrat, the Union Jack!! How could I lose with such a perfect start? "I'm so high!!" Just as he stretched out his fingers to dig into his temple, a familiar, caustic male voice emanated from the gemstone on the table. "Lo Wei, how long are you going to skip classes, you bastard? You're going to have to have Kenneth come and catch you before you come back?!" "Huh? You said... Kenny... what?" "Shh... that's bad luck." ...Current Project: The Fourth Holy Grail War. The introduction is weak, so I'll move on to the main text.

At the end of the 20th century, Hebe Stanton opened her eyes to a world both familiar and strange. Twelve Consuls, seven principles, countless paths... History burned fiercely, the past untraceable.

So Hebe stepped into the fray, setting history on track.

In Albion, she was a court sage. She witnessed the Red Dragon and Lionheart battle for the throne, the blood of Pendragon and Victoria congealed beneath the sword in the stone.

In Egypt, she was the Scribe of Heaven. She witnessed the God-King, reigning over the Great Red Sea, breaking taboos. The desert ruins echoed with the wild words of Ozymandias.

In the East, she walked with dragons, mentored twin generals and retired emperors, and sparked change at the end of the shogunate.

In Atlantis, she granted the pure water spirit a wish to become human. In Shangri-La Kashitiya, she discussed the meaning of wisdom and asceticism with King Jue.

Driven by her will to never truly die (a cheat), Hebe saved others time and again. Looking back, she discovered her followers were as numerous as the sands of the sea.

But before that, there's one small question.

"You didn't remember everything about those Lostbelts, did you?" Miss Heber said in a cold sweat.

You awaken by the lake and crush the holy sword you just pulled up. You capture a young blond girl and place a collar on her. You take a spear and name yourself Longinus. You approach Joseph's gate and stab Maria in the chest. Become a legend within the simulation as a villain, and you'll gain a spiritual power the size of the Andromeda Galaxy. Punch the power of the Yangzhi force, trample the alien god. Susa: "Hahahahahaha."

This book is also known as "Man in Type-Moon, a Dragon Rider". This is the end of the world - Great Britain, the home of fairies, a fantasy paradise far away from the mainland. At this moment, the great King Uther has died, the throne has been vacant for a long time, and the holy sword is still inserted outside the church.

But all this has nothing to do with Aslan yet. He is more concerned about when his forging level can be comparable to that of gods with a human body, and become a special symbol at the end of this British God Age.

At the same time, he is also more concerned about what his girlfriend wants to modify on her body today.

Artoria: Arthur, my proud son, the glory of all Britain. As the Crown Prince of Camelot, you shall inherit all that I have: my throne, all my possessions, including but not limited to the Knights of the Round Table, my Holy Lance and Sword, the noble steeds of the Royal Stables, and all the treasures in the treasury.

Mordred: Mom, what about me? Ah, I see. My brother inherits everything from you, and I inherit everything from him. That's the happy end, right? So, when will you abdicate, Mom? How many tables will we have at the wedding? Can I use your scabbard as a surfboard?

Altria: Knight Mordred, I appoint you Earl of Glamorgan, and you must take up the post immediately!

Traveling to Arthurian Britain, Artorius faces only one question: a major traitor or a minor villain?

(No protagonist + secondary creation as the main part) The viewing screen suddenly came into everyone's sight. Before people could react, the secondary creation video that followed made everyone feel socially dead in different worlds.