Five thousand years ago,
For the first time, humans lost the "sky".
In front of Uruk City.
Six hundred and twenty-three fresh corpses were piled up.
Every one of them, whether it was a second before they were alive or after they died, gripped their weapons tightly. They used their last breath and the last bit of strength to fight any inhuman monster in front of them. They wanted to die together with the monster.
So, they died with smiles on their faces.
The final destination of a warrior was the battlefield.
The song of blood and fire was the best farewell song for a warrior.
The corpses of the aliens were the best coffins for a warrior.
Gilgamesh looked at the Uruk soldiers who once loved this world dying on the battlefield. His expression was unusually calm.
Yes,
This was a war that was destined to fail.
He had already seen the end of this war.
But so what?
Countless aliens flapped their wings or flew in the sky in other ways. Their faces were ferocious, and their eyes were bloodthirsty.
"Hualala –"
The sound of countless wings flapping replaced the sound of the wind and the song of the past in Uruk City. It lingered around Gilgamesh.
On the ground.
A few heroic spirits were struggling in a bloody battle.
"Boring battle."
Gilgamesh looked down from above and made a pertinent evaluation of the heroic spirits' battle.
He raised his head again, and his eyes were burning with golden flames.
"People of Uruk, people of 'Xi', this king is deeply proud of you. This king is extremely proud to be the fifth king of Uruk!"
Divine Power Seal!
Gilgamesh's body was burning with golden flames. Like a god of war, he faced the millions of alien beasts in the sky alone!
Come on!
Come on!
Come on!
Boom!
Three hundred and sixty Divine Power Seals were fired at the same time!
Every Divine Power Seal had been personally forged by Gilgamesh!
There was a mark left by Gilgamesh on them!
Even if there were no living soldiers in Uruk City, even if Gilgamesh was the only one left alive in the entire city, this city was still alive. This city would witness the dawn together with Gilgamesh!
"Tear the darkness apart!"
Three hundred and sixty cannon shots as thick as buckets pierced through the dark sky formed by the millions of alien beasts.
The bright moonlight shone through the hole and condensed into beams, sprinkling on the ground of the Heavenly Palace.
This scene was as cold as snow, as beautiful as a painting. However, at this moment, Gilgamesh was the only one who could taste the bitterness of it all.
Behind the million exotic beasts, there were four especially large shadows.
One of them was a strange beast that was made up of piles of deformed flesh, and exuded a strange, green aura.
The second one was a huge red eyeball floating behind the army of exotic beasts.
The third one was a giant dragon made entirely of bones. When the bone dragon spread its wings, the wind howled and its shadow pressed down on the world. Its two empty eye sockets that flickered with green phosphorescence watched everything indifferently.
The fourth one was a metal armor that was dozens of meters tall. Under the armor's feet was a pile of steel ruins. The steel ruins were made up of countless broken weapons. There seemed to be some kind of magnetic force that attracted the broken weapons together, forming a shape that resembled a spaceship.
Under the command of the four leaders, millions of non-human beings of different styles madly swarmed towards Gilgamesh!
At that moment,
It was as if a downpour of black rain had suddenly fallen from the sky!
Looking from afar, a pitch-black shadow pressed down from the sky!
In front of the million exotic beasts, Gilgamesh's body was so small that it was not worth mentioning!
At this moment, he was like a lone boat in a tsunami!
Like a drop of dew in a vast mountain fire!
Facing all of this..,
Gilgamesh sneered.
Enkidu appeared behind Gilgamesh.
Enkidu said softly, "Gil, that person said that he will bring victory."
"Heh. Then this king will wait and see. Mm. "
In the next second..,
The swarm of beasts completely drowned the tiny Gilgamesh in the sky.
..
..
The movement in the sky.
It did not affect the heroic spirits.
To them, it was as if the world had nothing to do with them.
Everything about them revolved around the Holy Grail.
Where Miriam and Zhao Zilong were fighting.
"You can't beat me."
Zhao Zilong swung his spear and easily pierced through Miriam's armor, leaving bloody holes on her body.
History repeated itself.
Even if she was full of meat and received a temporary buff, Miriam still could not defeat Zhao Zilong.
In front of Miriam, Zhao Zilong was like a bottomless sea.
Every time Miriam felt that she could get a little closer to Zhao Zilong, the other party's almost perfect spear skills made Miriam helpless.
"As expected."
Miriam did not know when, but she had learned Irin's catchphrase again. She stood up shakily from the pool of blood and held her sword with both hands. Facing death, she showed no fear on her face. "The only thing that can bring me victory is that sword."
"That move again?" Zhao Zilong's expression was relaxed. Although he was already very serious, Miriam's rusty and rough swordsmanship made it difficult for Zhao Zilong to be serious.
That move was indeed powerful, but Zhao Zilong already knew how to deal with it.
No one could use the same move to defeat Zhao Zilong!
No one!
"Your swordsmanship is like a piece of unpolished jade. It has not been polished, and your movements are grand. It is extremely hard, but it lacks some agility. It is a pity, "Zhao Zilong commented calmly." Among the swordsmen that I know, your swordsmanship is not even comparable to that of my former master, let alone that Jin Ma Chao from Western Liang. "
Zhao Zilong shook his head. "Other than your brute force, you are not worthy of the title 'Saber'."
As he spoke, Zhao Zilong's eyes were filled with regret. "The Holy Grail is really a wonderful artifact. If I could fight with my former opponent on the battlefield again, it would be a great blessing in life. At the same time, this is also my regret and wish."
True Heroic Spirits were usually summoned by the Heroic Spirit Throne because they carried some sort of regret.
It seemed that a Heroic Spirit without any regrets was not worthy of being a true Heroic Spirit.
Zhao Zilong's meaning was that she was not worthy.
However, he was polite and had a high EQ, so he was more tactful.
Miriam took a deep breath and began to gather magic.
The magic in the surroundings quickly gathered towards Miriam.
There was no distraction in Miriam's eyes.
Zhao Zilong focused his gaze and pointed the tip of his spear at the ground. He finally became serious. "The determination to fight to the death? Interesting. "
The Sword in the Lake lit up with a golden light, as if a golden flame had been ignited.
The light was unprecedentedly bright, making Miriam look like the brightest star in the night sky.
Miriam raised her sword high.
Zhao Zilong had his first experience.
For the second time, Zhao Zilong's gaze was fixed on the tip of the Sword in the Lake.
He already knew the secret of that sword.
That sword was like a curry stick. Only the tip of the cannon had an absurd damage judgment.
The "tail" behind it was just a special effect to scare people and could be ignored.
As long as the tip of the spear was concentrated at a point, the sword would deviate from its original trajectory.
He could not block it, but he could block it.
Miriam finished gathering her power and slashed down with her sword!
"Excalibur —"
"Excalibur!"
The golden light passed through the battlefield, tore through space, and rushed towards Zhao Zilong!
Zhao Zilong's feet moved in a strange way. He aimed at the point where the light was the most concentrated and shook it!
"Ding!"
The curry stick was shaken away!
He won!
Zhao Zilong used the same move to defeat his opponent, but he was not surprised.
His right hand, from his wrist to his shoulder, was numb to the point that he could not feel it.
But it did not matter.
He would recover soon.
A relic of this level could not be used a second time in a short period of time.
Zhao Zilong had just blocked the curry stick.
At that moment, his attention was focused on that point, and he was careless about the situation around him.
Normally, this carelessness would not affect him much.
But …
When Zhao Zilong's vision recovered from the dazzling light, in less than half a second, Miriam's figure appeared a few meters away from him.
She took advantage of the moment when Zhao Zilong was focused on blocking the "Excalibur" to hide behind the curry stick's light and appear in front of Zhao Zilong.
Miriam's sword once again condensed the golden light that Zhao Zilong was familiar with.
This time, Miriam did not strike a pose, nor did she shout the name of the move. She just silently unleashed the second move!
The second move — "Excalibur"!
The golden light pierced through Zhao Zilong's chest.
Zhao Zilong felt the pain in his chest. After the intense pain, he felt as if his limbs and bones were about to float and lose weight.
"Ah."
Zhao Zilong let out a long sigh. He shook his spear and stabbed it into the ground beside his feet.
"I lost. No matter if it's a battle of generals or a battle of warriors."
Zhao Zilong looked at the pale and panting Miriam and asked curiously, "Who taught you this move?"
Miriam used her sword to support her body, trying not to fall.
In fact …
It was not impossible to unleash a relic consecutively.
If the first move used the magic stored in her body and the free magic particles in Kanzaki's body …
Then Miriam's second move used her own life force.
This was the true sword strike that would decide one's life.
Either you die, or I die.
There was no third possibility.
"He taught me."
Miriam recalled Irin's words and answered honestly.
…
"Oh, you. What was that move again? Curry Stick. It's powerful, but every time you use it, you have to pose and shout the name of the move. You're already so old. Can you not be so chuunibyou? Couldn't he sneakily use a big move to catch his opponent off guard and make him die with a confused look on his face? You're lucky that you're facing Zhao Zilong. He's more virtuous. If it were me, I would have killed you before you could even shout 'Curry Stick.' "
"You … shameless. Knights should fight to the death face to face. How can you catch your opponent off guard? "
"But you're now a heroic spirit, 'Saber.'"
Irin patted Miriam's shoulder meaningfully.
At that moment, Miriam's face turned frighteningly dark.
…
Zhao Zilong's body gradually turned into specks of light and dissipated.
Miriam leaned on her sword for a moment and said, "Sorry."
Zhao Zilong's back was straight like a statue. He did not move. He smiled and looked at Miriam. "Puff out your chest and enjoy the joy of victory, young Knight King. This is a victory you won fair and square! Also, I take back what I said just now. "
Miriam was slightly stunned. She looked at Zhao Zilong, whose lower body had already disappeared, and waited for Zhao Zilong to say goodbye.
"You are worthy of the name 'Saber,' young … swordsman."
Knights were a type of character, but it was also a type of restraint.
But in that moment, Miriam risked her life and gave up the burden of being a knight. When she fought Zhao Zilong with the identity of 'Saber,' she surpassed herself.
After that.
Zhao Zilong disappeared.
He did not leave any trace.
It was as if he had never appeared.
Zhao Zi Long was a super military general with a perfect hexagon without any blind spots.
In the apostle circle, Miriam was also a polygon warrior. The only thing she lost to Zhao Zilong was that her polygon was a little smaller.
When Zhao Zilong blocked the first strike, his right arm trembled slightly. Miriam noticed it when he failed the first time.
That was the only moment when a perfect hexagon warrior showed a flaw.
Miriam took advantage of that opportunity and used her life force to attack a second time.
So, Miriam won.
Zhao Zilong obviously knew where he had lost, which was why he had said that Miriam had won "fair and square".
Only when Miriam no longer shouldered the burden of being a knight and fought with Zhao Zilong did the two of them stand on the same starting line.
Now.
Miriam was no longer a knight with the title of Knight King. She was now a 'Saber' who fought on the battlefield.
A moment after Zhao Zilong disappeared.
Miriam's legs went weak, and she almost fell.
But she gritted her teeth and forced herself to stand up.
She looked at the sky. The golden light in the sky was drowned out by the black shadows.
The corpses of exotic beasts turned into a rain of blood and minced meat, drifting to the ground.
In front of her was a tragic scene of doomsday.
"It's not over yet."
Miriam walked with heavy steps, step by step, towards the other battlefields.
At that moment.
In the distance.
A thin and frail figure walked towards Miriam.
That figure did not have any living creatures around him.
He was alone.
In this scene, that figure was like a lonely soul in the night. It was a little strange.
Miriam raised her sword and prepared to attack.
But when that figure came closer, Miriam looked at him in surprise. "Yan Fenggong?"
Yan Fenggong looked as miserable as he could.
His entire body was covered in blood.
On his neck, there was a circle of fine stitches around his neck.
His eye sockets were empty, as if someone had dug out his eyes.
"I'm sorry to meet you in such an unsuitable place, in such a pathetic situation, and in such a pathetic state." Yan Fenggong, who had lost both his eyes, knelt down on one knee in front of Miriam. When he raised his head, there was a smile on his face that Miriam found extremely unfamiliar. "Nice to meet you, my king."
…
Roland ran naked.
He was a Holy Knight, but he was bare-chested and only wore a pair of tattered underpants.
But what was infuriating was that Roland used such a shameful posture to become even stronger.
Roland held the Holy Sword "Indestructible Ultimate Saint Durandel" and closed his eyes, easily shuttling through the attacks.
In this situation, Roland's posture had the charm of "passing through a field of flowers without a single leaf touching him". He was elegant, calm, and perverted.
"Is he going to use a big move?"
Irin gritted his teeth.
Although he had a lot of magic power, it was not endless.
Irin could not waste most of his magic power on Roland.
At this moment.
The battlefield in the sky changed dramatically.
A series of explosions were heard.
The last bit of golden light in the sky was drowned out by darkness.
Four huge shadows still covered the night sky.
Uruk's side fell into deep despair.
Just as Gilgamesh had predicted, in the face of this overwhelming invasion, no one could see hope, including Irin.
But now was not the time to give up.
Arden frowned and was about to say something.
Bai Xiaoyi appeared from the thick fog, and her voice sounded in Irin's ears. "Master, you go and support the other battlefields first."
"You?"
Irin looked at Bai Xiaoyi with a hint of surprise in his eyes.
Bai Xiaoyi giggled. "My mother and I have a Fusion Relic. It's too powerful, and we don't want to scare you. We can't hurt that pervert with a small area of effect, so leave this to me and my mother. You go first. When we finish this pervert, we'll join you. "
In the distance, Nie Hongxiu kept condensing her silver hair into spears and stabbing at Roland. But when Yi Lin looked at Nie Hongxiu, Nie Hongxiu's eyes were cold. She looked back and nodded, as if she had the same idea.
Irin was paying attention to the sky and the other battlefields. After thinking for a while, he nodded.
"Okay, then I'll leave him to you."
After that, Irin drew a circle and disappeared in front of Roland together with Arden and Ruth.
Roland finally opened his eyes. He looked at Bai Xiaoyi and Nie Hongxiu who stayed here and murmured, "To be honest, I really envy him."
"Cut the crap!"
Bai Xiaoyi and Nie Hongxiu, one in front and one behind, blocked Roland's path of retreat.
At the same time, Nie Hongxiu and Bai Xiaoyi's eyes turned as red as blood. White fangs protruded from the corners of their mouths. A ferocious ghost horn protruded from their foreheads, piercing through their scalps and growing out.
They … had turned into ghosts!
The experience in Haunted-mist Mountain was the most painful memory in their hearts.
They did not even want to recall what happened when they turned into ghosts.
They also did not want Irin to see how ugly they were when they turned into ghosts.
However, at this moment, Bai Xiaoyi and Nie Hongxiu were willing to relive that painful memory for the sake of Yi Lin, for the sake of victory, and for the sake of beating Roland to death.
They had turned into ghosts!
Roland was shocked. The mother and daughter who had turned into ghosts flew into the sky at the same time and held each other's hands tightly.
In the blink of an eye, the scenery in front of Roland changed.
Thick fog that refused to dissipate.
Gloomy mountains.
Dense forests.
A huge blood moon appeared in the sky eerily. It was so close that it seemed to be hanging over their heads. The hills on the moon were clearly visible.
The Blood Moon in the Sky!
These were the tragic memories that both Bai Xiaoyi and Nie Hongxiu shared. They shared the same scenery in their hearts!
"This is … an Inherent Ward!"
Roland exclaimed as he looked at the strange scenery in front of him.
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