Fantasy King Arthur

“Artoria, can you tell me why Lancelot wanted to kill you? No, or why does he resent you so much? ”

“……”

“Don’t want to say it?”

On the way to his destination, Arthur curiously asked Artoria next to him that he had not been learning about Artoria, or that he did not want to know about it, because anyway, they were the same person, with the same identity, the same surname, and learning about Artoria in this way would give Arthur a strange feeling, which he did not like very much.

“…… I see”

In Artoria’s deep voice, her story unfolds.

————– L group —————-

“Lancer, now go to the place where the wolf smoke comes from, hide in the shadows, and find an opportunity to sneak up on any hero or master who may be killed.”

In a very dark corner, a man with a stiff face, as if it were a statue, spoke to the reluctant but powerless follower beside him, and in the ears of the follower this voice was harsh and disgusting, but he had to accept his order, even if it was contrary to his chivalric morality, it must be done, because his sovereign, the person to whom he was loyal, was in the hands of the man in front of him.

“Yes!”

Dilumudor gritted his teeth in response to Kiriji’s order, he now wanted to directly stab the man in front of him to death, but he couldn’t do so.

Dilumudo disappeared in front of Emiya Kiriji at a very fast speed, and there were no other emotions about his departure, and he disappeared into the darkness with his sniper rifle.

———— back to the ————————– of the dividing line of battle

I saw a burst of stones walking and flying, and the “King’s Army” rushed over with an earth-shattering momentum.

Despite the current enemy, the hero king Gilgamesh is not afraid.

The bright red eyes that looked directly at this spectacular scene were full of joy.

This is a feeling that only a king who has enjoyed the glory of the world can understand, beyond common sense. This is something that only a warrior who has experienced ten thousand battles can understand, called the joy of fighting.

In fact, Gilgamesh was rejoicing alone.

Summoned to this time and space, but only repeating this farce called war every day, although in this battle she met her favorite princess, but the others were too weak, the so-called battle could not make her extract interest at all. Tired of it, she finally met the “opponent” she identified with.

That Rider challenge is worth your all-in.

“Dream high, aim for domination… This enthusiasm is truly commendable. But soldiers, do you understand? The so-called dream will wake up one day. ”

With a contemptuous smile, Gilgamesh opened the treasure vault in the void with the key in his hand. However, she did not unfold the “King’s Treasure”, only took out a sword, but its appearance did not match any sword of knowledge…

“Because of this, I will inevitably stand in your way. Conquer the King. ”

– Can this weapon really be called a “sword”?

It’s just so weird. It has both a hilt and a gauntlet, and is about the same length as an ordinary longsword. However, the most critical “sword body” part is far from the traditional sense of the sword. I saw that the three cylinders were tightly connected, and the blades that were not sharp were twisted into a spiral, and the three cylinders were slowly wrapped together like chains, rotating and spreading out in each other.

Yes, it can no longer be called a sword. What was born long before the concept of “sword” is present cannot take on the shape of a sword. It was made by God before the creation of man and is a testimony to the manifestation of divinity at the time of creation.

I saw three cylinders like millstones echoing the movements of the celestial sphere, each rubbing and rotating with the weight and strength of the earth’s crust, and the swelling magic that rolled out was simply immeasurable.

“Come, put an end to your endless long dream, and I will personally show you the laws of the world.”

Gilgamesh’s arm was raised high above his head, and the sword, which I didn’t know what it was, began to slowly speed up. Every lap is faster, more rapid….

Witnessing all this, Iskandar, instinctively sensing the imminent danger, steered his chariot above the army.

“Let’s get on!” Under Iskander’s shout, the warriors under him rushed at a fast pace

It doesn’t hurt to give up the initiative to Gilgamesh. But she was only allowed to deliver one blow. Without waiting for her to take the next action, the “army of kings” will ravage the golden lone shadow to death.

In this way, the key is how to survive the first blow. The other party is Archer, who is proud of her unparalleled treasure, and she must have a reason to bet on this blow.

Against military treasures?

To the city treasures?

Or is it a sniper-type treasure against people, and the other party intends to capture the king first and shoot Iskandar in front of the charge in one fell swoop?

“Boom” With the roar of a hurricane, Archer’s sword hilt burst out with swollen magic.

“Wake up, Ea. The stage that matches you has been set! ”

Ea, in ancient Meso-Budamian mythology, is the “heaven” and “middle” god who rules over the earth and water.

The “sword of good departure” as he called it is the original sword that witnessed the feat of creation in mythical times. Its blade was given the task of splitting the chaotic heaven and earth in half and giving it its exact form.

Now, the proudly swirling Excalibur is winding up and preparing to repeat the miracle of creation. The golden hero King proclaimed.

“Optimistic – this is the ‘Star of Heaven and Earth Leaving the Ground’!” (At this moment, I remembered the fear of being equipped with a water gun in the game.)

The sky is screaming, the earth is roaring.

The swelling bundle of magic shook the laws of the universe and rushed out.

Gilgamesh swung his sword down lightly, not aiming at anyone at all.

There is no need to target anyone anymore. What is cut by the blade of the sword is by no means limited to some “enemy”.

Iskander, who was galloping through the sky, saw the earth beneath him crack and reveal a bottomless abyss.

“Hmm!?”

The Praetorian Guard Regiment failed to cross this heavenly barrier and fell helplessly towards the abyss of hell like an avalanche. Although the cavalry at the back of the position stopped and escaped at a time when there was no room for action, the tragedy had just begun.

It’s not just the earth. The crack spread from the ground plane to the void, distorting space, upflowing the atmosphere, and blowing everything around it to the end of nothingness with the wind.

“This, this is…”

Even the conqueror king was speechless by this situation.

The obedient sword held by the Hero King, that blow pierced not only the earth, but the entire world, including Skyrim. Its attack can no longer be described by whether it is hit or not, and how powerful it is. Soldiers, horses, dust, sky—everything that rests on severed space—is swept into the vortex of nothingness and disappears.

Before a sword fell, everything was just a meaningless mess of chaos——

After a sword fell, the new law divided the sky, the sea, and the earth.

The stirring power of opening the heavens and the earth rushed out, which had long exceeded the scope of the treasures of the city. The tangible and invisible are falling apart under this unparalleled power. This is the true face of the “treasure of the realm” that makes the hero king claim to be a transcendent.

The sky falls, the earth crembles, and everything falls into nothingness. In the endless night, only Gilgamesh’s obedient sword shines. Its light, like the opening star illuminating the newborn world, announces the end of destruction.

Neither Iskandar nor Weber witnessed this. The inherent enchantment of Iskandar was originally maintained by the total magic of all the heroic spirits summoned. Before the entire world completely disappeared, the enchantment that had lost half of its troops had already seen a flaw, and the distorted laws of the universe had once again returned to its proper state.

After that, as if waking up from a dream, the chariot carrying Iskandar stopped on the bridge.

Across the bridge, Gilgameshwan stood in front of them with a smile. There was no change in the position relationship between the two sides, and the whole battle situation seemed to be retraced back to the beginning.

The only thing that could confirm the change was the obedient sword in Gilgamesh’s hand, which was still spinning and roaring.

What cannot be seen is that Iskander’s trump card, the “army of kings”, has disappeared.