A faint light rose from the horizon in the distance.
It was dawn.
The blood-red smoke column on Irin's body rose straight into the sky.
There were no clouds in the sky, but under the light of Irin, it lit up a patch of morning glow.
In the end, he still used it.
This was a trump card that Irin had always been very resistant to, but he also felt that it was very useful.
In the past, whenever Irin used this ability, it was always when the situation had reached a point where he had no choice but to use it.
But this time, it was different.
Yi Lin could have just watched as Miriam died in front of her eyes.
He could clearly win by lying down.
He could clearly get out of here alive.
But …
How could he?
In the bloody light, Irin sneered. He felt that he was a little stupid now.
But the other party seemed to be even more stupid.
Irin's hand speed exploded. He collected five layers of "Blood Will" on the battlefield and added them all to [Muscle] and [Dexterity].
The way he added points this time was different.
This was not the way Irin usually used it.
In the past, Irin always satisfied the requirements of the "Spirit" attribute first, and then added "Strength" and "Dexterity" as appropriate.
But not this time.
The weak Spirit attribute might not be able to withstand the backlash of the "Holy Grail".
Yes, backlash.
Irin could only think of the possibility of "backlash" to be able to let the Heroic Spirit destroy the Holy Grail and take him away at the same time.
From the looks of it, the Holy Grail had some kind of "consciousness".
It would kill whoever wanted to touch it.
"Psychic Form!"
An indomitable shadow suddenly appeared from Irin's body.
That illusory figure gave off steaming steam as it enveloped Yi Lin.
The facial features of the shadow were exactly the same as Irin's. It was almost a copy of Irin. However, his eyes were white, like two glowing LED lights.
If [Analytical Vision] was an ability that Irin comprehended when his Dexterity attribute and Spirit attribute broke through the lock, then [Psychic Form] was a special skill that Irin comprehended when his Strength attribute and Spirit attribute broke through the lock at the same time.
Irin called this type of skill the "Double Lock Skill"!
The vast illusory figure was like a deity. It extended a palm and closed the distance between him and Miriam.
The shadowy figure's palm blotted out the sky and the earth as it pressed down on the other Holy Grail!
Press, press, press!
Pure power suppressed everything!
Since Irin could not touch the illusory Holy Grail, then he would go and destroy the real Holy Grail!
The Black Grail, formed from the flesh and blood of Circia von Ainzberen!
Only by combining the two Holy Grails could a true Holy Grail be formed.
As long as he could destroy one of them, he would be able to achieve the same result.
As for the remaining backlash, Irin decided to endure it with his willpower.
Irin's Psychic Projection and the black aurora from Miriam's sword struck the two Holy Grails.
Time seemed to have stopped.
Everything.
All.
In the past.
Now.
The future.
Everything came to an abrupt stop.
It ended at this moment.
Miriam's black aurora pierced through the half-black, half-gold Holy Grail.
Irin's psychic attack landed in front of the Black Holy Grail.
The two Holy Grails were in a state of resonance.
When Miriam destroyed one of them, the other was also destroyed at the same time.
Irin's attack landed on empty air.
This was the first official, serious, and very serious duel between him and Miriam.
How serious was she?
Irin used his ultimate move.
Miriam also used her ultimate move.
But what made Irin feel very ironic was that in this duel, the winner would die.
Irin was silent as he caught Miriam, who was falling from the sky.
Irin did not feel the slightest bit of weight when Miriam fell into his hands.
It was as if he was holding a lump of air, or a ball of feathers, so light that it was not worth mentioning.
The surface of Miriam's body was covered with blood-red cracks.
Her body was disintegrating bit by bit, falling apart.
Irin looked at Miriam, whose eyes were tightly shut. His emotions were complicated, and he did not know what to say.
"You shouldn't have. It's not worth it."
Irin lowered his head and said softly.
Miriam opened her mouth, then shook her head with a smile. "As a knight, I am willing to die for a promise. This is the glory of my ancestors. "
Irin actually wanted to say, "The glory of your ancestors is still in my body."
But he did not say this out loud.
It was too much of a killjoy.
Irin blinked. "Don't be a knight in your next life."
"Why are you crying?"
"It's not … too windy."
At this moment, Miriam's body was so weak that it was impossible to see her clearly.
Only a hazy shadow was left.
Cracks began to appear in the sky.
The sky was collapsing.
To be more precise, this "singularity" was disappearing.
With the destruction of the Holy Grail, everything was disappearing.
The sky, the ocean, the morning sun, the light of dawn, the earth.
Everything in front of him.
Including Miriam.
This was a proud King of Knights.
Miriam smiled and pointed a trembling little finger at Irin.
Her movements were very slow.
It looked very laborious.
Little by little, her little finger moved closer to Irin's face.
Finally.
That illusory finger finally reached in front of Yi Lin with great difficulty.
"You owe me a meal."
"Okay."
Irin nodded vigorously and agreed.
The two of them hooked their fingers.
Seeing Irin agree so decisively, Miriam closed her eyes in satisfaction and completely disappeared in front of Irin.
After Miriam completely disappeared.
Irin looked at his empty palm.
He suddenly hammered his forehead hard.
"Dong!"
"Dong!"
"Dong!"
"Dong!"
Unfortunately, his forehead was too hard.
Even in this state, that piece of dead skin did not change at all.
As expected of a high-grade equipment.
It could not be smashed.
Irin felt a little uncomfortable.
Seeing a friend die here in such a way, he should have cried out loud.
But he could not.
He could not.
It was just that this feeling of his heart being squeezed tightly by a hand made Irin very uncomfortable.
"Ah …"
Finally.
Irin gave up the stupid idea of hammering the dead skin. He raised his head and looked at the dazzling aurora in the sky.
The aurora shattered. The battle between the Goddess of Xi and EsGod, the battle of gods that could not be spied on by mere humans, seemed to have come to an end.
"It's all over."
… It's over.
…
In the falling Heavenly Palace Continent.
Gilgamesh flew to the bottom of the continent.
His small body, compared to the entire continent, was like an ant carrying a mountain.
Under Gilgamesh's power, the falling speed of the Heavenly Palace Continent suddenly slowed down.
"Crack crack crack …"
Carrying a piece of land on his shoulder, Gilgamesh's entire body let out crisp sounds of bones breaking.
Amidst the intense pain, Gilgamesh laughed out loud, his voice echoing in the sky.
"Remember the promise you made!"
"You said that you would bring us victory!"
"Not now, not now, but … in the distant future!"
"Humans will win in the end!"
Amidst the laughter.
The rapidly falling land was like a meteorite. The friction in the air caused raging flames around it.
From Gilgamesh's body, a golden light burst out.
He used a barrier to envelop the mountain on his back.
Boom!
The meteorite.
It fell to the ground.
…
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
If the apocalypse had a voice, it would definitely be very noisy.
If the scene of the world collapsing was unimaginable, it would definitely be the scene in front of him.
In the end, Irin felt like he had become an outsider.
Whether it was the sky collapsing or Uruk falling to the ground.
None of this had anything to do with him.
His body was burning with a bloody light. Looking at the vast blue sky, he had the illusion of being alone.
Everything in this world was so foreign to him that it did not fit in.
He looked at everything coldly from the side, thinking about his journey. At the same time, he was also thinking about why he had survived alone this time.
Chi.
Suddenly.
Everything was silent.
The world paused.
This' singularity 'was clearly about to disappear due to the destruction of the Holy Grail, but the usual world paused still appeared.
Irin knew that he would not receive any rewards this time.
Because the main storyline mission did not exist from the beginning.
What he did was equivalent to destroying the 'trial' itself, and because of that, he escaped from this trial.
In this trial, he was equivalent to a deserter.
A soldier who was fleeing in a sorry state.
Irin sat and waited for him to leave.
But at this moment.
Irin thought that everything was over.
The aurora in the sky suddenly disappeared.
Four different colored lights landed at the four corners of the world's end.
Irin's heart skipped a beat.
In the sky, the four shadows condensed into four seats with ridiculously high backs.
The four seats were respectively green, red, silver, and black.
There was nothing on the four seats. But even though Irin was just watching from the side, he could faintly feel an indescribable pressure from the four seats.
"What happened?"
Irin wanted to speak.
But in the next second, he was surprised to find that let alone speak, he seemed to have been frozen. He couldn't even do something as simple as blinking.
When the Goddess of Xi reappeared in the sky, she was holding a fresh head in her hand.
A head full of eyes, with no ears, mouth, or nose.
How fresh was it?
The eyes were still rolling around. From afar, it looked like a peeled guava. It was extremely large, extremely red, and extremely moist.
She looked angrily at the four seats that descended into the world. Her voice was like angry thunder. As she spoke, the entire world trembled. Lightning flashed, thunder rumbled, and the wind howled.
"Is this how you 'rulers' eat? Four Sovereigns joining forces to suppress a mere newly minted god like me? "
The Goddess of Xi spoke in a language that Irin was not familiar with.
But for some reason, Irin understood the meaning of the Goddess of Xi's words.
She was obviously asking the four chairs what they meant by working together to bully someone.
On the four chairs, there was a sigh at the same time, followed by a long silence.
Silence meant consent.
Xi?
Ruler?
New god?
Before he could digest the grief brought by Miriam's death, Irin felt that he had discovered something incredible.
The scene before Irin's eyes began to blur.
He was being rejected and stripped away by this fake world.
In the distance.
In the hazy scene and the collapsing world, the Goddess of Xi's voice could be faintly heard.
She opened her palm, and in her palm, there seemed to be a pure white light that was slowly rotating.
"All of you are just coveting the 'Source Artifact' in my hands."
"But the 'Source Artifact' coexists with me. When I live, it lives. When I go back, it will have to wait billions of eras before it can be born again."
"Don't even think about it. No way! Bah! "
The Goddess of Xi was angry.
After a moment of silence, another old voice came from one of the chairs. "The deepest part of the Origin Sea does not need a tenth 'ruler', and there is no need for a tenth waterway to appear."
"Once a tenth ruler appears …" Another chair wanted to say something, but stopped.
"What a pity," the third chair said.
The Goddess of Xi's voice was filled with disdain. "All of you are inferior to gods. Ruler …? You are not worthy. "
The sky above the four chairs suddenly split open.
Lightning flashed and thunder rumbled.
Wind and clouds surged.
The Goddess of Xi was basically pointing at them and scolding them. Of course, they were angry.
At this moment.
In the sky, a scale overflowing with radiance suddenly appeared.
The light of the scale bathed the earth, bathing the world in a peaceful light.
The disgust on the Goddess of Xi's face became even more intense.
"You have violated the 'Convention'."
An emotionless, cold, and indifferent female voice came from the scale.
The moment the scale appeared, everyone fell silent.
Irin listened carefully.
The voices of the big shots became more and more vague.
At first, it was still a complete sentence.
But in the end, only some intermittent sentences were left.
Irin felt his body falling down.
This was a unique "return" experience.
The indifferent female voice spoke intermittently.
"This bet …"
"The rules of the Paradise …"
"Using the rules of your 'Paradise' …"
"Will the four rulers win the bet, or …"
The Goddess of Xi's angry voice. "This is not fair! Only half a century! Half a century! Half a century is not enough for a civilization to develop and mature! "
"You have no choice … Xi."
"…"
"The bet is set to be half a century later."
"Matching bet mode …"
"Matching complete."
"… Revelation."
"Agreed."
"Agreed."
"Agreed."
"Agreed."
…
…
"I'm dead."
When Miriam realized this.
She was gone.
Everyone had imagined the place where they would die.
Miriam had dreamed of dying on the battlefield.
Then, her dream came true.
Tsk.
Miriam felt like she was floating.
She was in a daze.
At the moment of her death, she finally confirmed a legend.
Legend had it that the moment humans realized their "death", a carousel would float in front of their eyes to recall their lives and see if there were any regrets.
When she swung the Sword in the Lake and slashed at the damn Holy Grail, a carousel also floated in front of her eyes.
But what made Miriam feel strange was …
The merry-go-round that flashed through her mind was not her life story.
It was recipes.
The various delicacies Irin made along the way became high-definition 8K slides and played on a loop in Miriam's mind.
Then, she died.
She had no regrets.
That was why she said those words to Irin before she died.
"You owe me a meal."
This was actually not Miriam being sentimental.
Instead, it was an emotional statement as the carousel floated in front of her eyes.
She continued to float forward.
Her feet did not touch the ground, and her body was weightless.
When she died, Tower's voice sounded in her ears.
"Because you actively sought death, you died at XX hour XX month XX day XX hour XX hour XX hour."
It turned out that he could receive information before he died.
Could it be that the other people who were killed knew the identity of the killer before they died?
But what was the point of that?
Holding a grudge after death?
Miriam felt very puzzled.
But gradually, she stopped being puzzled.
She did not know what kind of situation she was in.
She was clearly dead, but she could still think normally.
Right now, she felt like she was being pulled somewhere by an invisible force, and she could not control herself.
She did not know how long, how long, how long had passed.
It seemed like one day, two days, or one year, or two years.
At first, she was confused, helpless, and lonely. Later, she was numb, cold, and desperate.
She experienced all kinds of emotions one by one.
In this long, dark, and lonely space.
There was no concept of time or space here.
She just floated around aimlessly.
Finally.
A ray of light appeared in front of her.
Miriam looked up blankly. Her eyes were empty.
The light that she had not seen in a long time did not make Miriam feel too strange. She gently stretched out her "foot" and stepped on the ground.
Buzz … buzz … buzz …
Huff … huff … huff …
The strange sounds around her, as well as the dense sound of breathing, made Miriam realize that she was not the only "person" here.
Miriam looked around and found that there were many, many people around her.
However, these people were like the dark shadows in the movies. They had no skin, no facial features, and were just hazy figures.
Miriam looked down at herself and found that she was in the same position.
Densely packed heads were squeezed into a ring-shaped square.
The square was very large.
At a glance, in the distant horizon, there was a tall wall.
This tall wall surrounded this group of "people."
The sky was red, a cold red. The clouds were black, a black of despair.
The ground was gray sand. Miriam was clearly stepping on the ground, but she did not feel as if she was stepping on sand.
The "people" around her, including Miriam, seemed to be observing everything around them. They did not speak.
Because there were no facial features on their faces, Miriam could not tell what they were feeling at that moment.
"They … no, who are we?"
Miriam tilted her head, and a question mark popped up in her mind.
"Where are we?
What are we going to do? "
Perhaps she was not the only one who had this question.
This should be the question in everyone's mind.
At that moment.
A huge mask appeared in the sky.
The mask was pure white, like the lid of a pot. It covered everyone's heads in white.
"Cough, cough, cough."
The pure white mask let out a sharp cough.
It sounded like crying, laughing, and lamenting.
Many of the "people" behind the high wall instinctively covered their ears. Then, they quickly realized that they did not have ears. They covered their ears in silence.
The white mask opened up into a dark hole. There was a mouth there.
A sharp voice entered everyone's ears.
"You are all 'trash' that were eliminated in every time illusion.
Hehehe. As trash, you should have the awareness of being trash.
But now, you have a chance to start over.
"Among you bunch of trash, only one of you will survive in the end ~"
The 'person' who survives the harshest test will be able to leave this place.
By the way, I think you trash should be very curious about where you are now.
You are now in a 'trash recycling station.'
"In your words, it's' hell '."
"And now, all of you are the eliminated undead."
Hehehe … hell, welcome. "
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