The Holy Grail War has begun, and the seven participants are ready.

All seven slots were filled, meaning that none of the heroic spirits who were qualified to receive the invitations were weak.

Even top-tier sword cultivators like the Master of Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion, and even the Supreme Alchemist Karen who claimed to be fearless, were trying to strengthen themselves and have more insurance during these last seven days of preparation.

As for Bai Yi, he didn't end his trip to Farrell until three days after the invitation was fully activated.

"In the Holy Grail War, my opponents should all be top-tier. I wonder what the specific venue will be like..."

He was thinking about the Servants participating in the Holy Grail War, wondering if he had a chance to win the championship.

"If we want to win the championship, I have a strategy that should have a very high win rate."

Al-Wayne's special class, even disregarding his Noble Phantasm, is enough to suppress the vast majority of Servants in the world simply because of his pure, outrageous stats.

This is a real wheelchair. As long as you perform a high-difficulty maneuver of interspersing basic attacks with normal attacks, you can unleash unimaginable combat power.

"And you can't just say it's a wheelchair. Tell me, wasn't this account raised through my hard work and sweat?"

In the remaining few days, he also read a lot of information about the Holy Grail War online.

These materials are considered semi-public, and there are no barriers for Heroic Spirits to view them.

After all, knowing that there is such a battlefield where wishes can be fulfilled will give many heroic spirits a direction to strive for and make more active contributions to the Earth.

"In the previous three Holy Grail Wars, two of the winners were Epic-level Servants, and one was an Immortal-level Servant."

The competition was incredibly high-level; the time an Immortal-level fighter participated, they completely shattered a small world…

That's all for the sighs; Bai Yi does have his share of immortal-level heroic spirits.

In his final days, he wandered among the various world fragments nearby, farming world essence and checking if any new victims had appeared in the White Land he had created.

Time flew by, and the day arrived when the Holy Grail War officially began.

"Buzz..."

In different places, at the same time, the invitations in the hands of the heroic spirits emitted a golden light.

The invitation's structure changed, and a golden door appeared before all the participants.

"Phew... It's finally here. I'm quite excited for my first time participating in a competition."

The Master of Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion stared at the gate of light before him; on the other side of the gate lay his chance to fulfill his wish.

"Let's go. I will not back down in this battle, and my swordsmanship will not fail."

The Lord of Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion and his Heroic Spirit Envoy entered the portal.

Contestant No. 1: Master of Wanjian Pavilion, Class: Saber (Swordsman) - Supreme Swordsman.

A goldsmith's workshop deep in the mountains.

"Hahaha, here it comes, kid, let's hurry up and set off. The blueprints for the new Titan have been completed, and I can't wait to bring that weapon of war to life."

With his hair disheveled and looking very unconventional, the Supreme Alchemist Karen led his disciple and his Heroic Spirit into the portal.

Contestant number two: Karen, class: caster (warlock) · Supreme Alchemist.

A campsite in the countryside on the outskirts of a city.

"In the Holy Grail War, although I may not be strong enough as a participant, I will do my best for my homeland."

The assassin, dressed in black robes and whose face was obscured, entered the portal with his heroic spirit.