The Overlord Journey of the God of Creation

Before waiting for the bus, she paused for a while, then turned around and asked the guards.

"By the way, do you know where 'this flower pavilion' is?"

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So I decided to call this flower pavilion~ (This flower pavilion is so beautiful!)

Chapter 86 The Lost Man

Finally, the last knight also left.

With deep regret and terrible fatal injuries, Agguiwen, who was still muttering about trivial government affairs, finally turned into jet-black particles of light and drifted away from her arms.

So far, there is only one person left on the jade throne that is about to collapse.

This is a special factor that interferes with the times, trying to change the direction of fate despicably by herself. While she is eager to save mankind and build the last ark, she slaughters lives that do not meet the standards without mercy.

There is no longer the so-called "humanity" in her body, and what supports her actions is the cruel logic called "divinity".

She wanted to get the future back, in her own way, and she was undoubtedly doing a great job, but at the same time she didn't realize that there was a fatal oversight somewhere.

Although this is to guarantee the future career, but who is the guarantee?

Although it is "to take back the future", what kind of future do you think is good?

In the name of God, he desires to retrieve the future for mankind, but this is not the future that mankind desires.

So finally defeated by real humans, the real 'masters' of this world.

The established holy capital was destroyed, the knights who gave blessings were defeated, and his own existence was already on the verge of collapse.

"What on earth should I do?"

With such a trembling question, with a wavering that a god should never have, she fell into confusion.

The soul that lost the check and balance of Excalibur and had to merge with the god of the end stored in Rhongmyniad (Rhongmyniad), began to undergo a qualitative change because of the return of the holy sword.

Whether she is the goddess who inherited the memory of her original personality, or she was forced to become a goddess, or both, maybe even she can't tell clearly, she has become a kind of hesitant and contradictory existence.

The countdown began to enter the final stage.

This is her doomed doom.

The king who has been lost for thousands of years will finally find his rest.

——The correction of human nature is over.

Even gods will turn into blankness and nothingness under this stronger shear stress.

Wandering in the millennia of pain, twisted in the contradiction between humanity and divinity, until the last moment, her id (humanity) and superego (divinity) were finally integrated.

It is neither human nor god, or it is both god and human.

This unique existence is named—Goddess Lungominiat (Artoria Pendragon)

However, when she was only one step away from the final rest, a distortion stronger than the correction power of human reason changed everything.

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The simple carriage moved slowly.Passing through the streets and alleys towards the destination, the best hotel in Kermes City, 'This Flower Pavilion', was recommended by the Queen of the Dragon Kingdom, Draudiron Auriclus.

Looking at the bustling street through the tulle of the carriage window, Artoria felt a sense of alienation as if she had been in another world.

Seemingly living a peaceful life in peace and contentment, but actually walking on thin ice under the threat of the orc kingdom. This delicate picture reminded her of the former Britain.

Perhaps it was precisely because of this that she accepted the invitation from the Dragon Kingdom, put aside the unresolved things in the Kingdom of Re-Estage, and came here from a long distance.

In this world, there are strong men who can compete with her. This is what I realized there, and I also hid myself for this. I stayed in the Kingdom of Yestij for a long time, but I never found out about the person who should be. Information about a vampire girl.

Perhaps this place is even more dangerous than the original world.

"Catch the thief!" Suddenly heard such a voice.

Where there are people, there is society, and where there is society, there are criminals, and theft is the most common crime.

Refugees who migrated from the countryside to the city and couldn't find a job in the end; orphans who lost their parents before they could support themselves; or villains who lost everything because of gambling and the like.

There are an unimaginable number of such people in the city. Some of them rely on begging and very humble jobs to survive, while others choose to take risks.

A bearded man in shabby clothes that couldn't see his original color was running, followed by several shopkeepers who were chasing him closely.

"Stop." Saying so, the driver immediately stopped the car, just in front of the man's path.

"Get out of the way!" Holding a dilapidated knife, the man roared and waved it indiscriminately. The crowd around screamed and backed away, and he ran towards the slum area with complicated roads.

Artoria got out of the car. At this moment, the man was at least five meters away from her, but he suddenly fell down with a thud.

The strong shopkeeper who ran after him followed without hesitation, and pressed on his back all at once.The other two rushed up to hold his hand, and the rusty knife that seemed incapable of cutting anyone was also kicked aside.

"Hand over the stolen money, bastard!"

In this case, there is no need to take action by yourself, but it is not like the crowd watching around, just thinking that the man fell down accidentally.

Arturia clearly saw, or rather felt, that just before the man fell, a small stone precisely hit his left knee.

It was not as simple as hitting directly, but before it touched the man's skin, about a millimeter or two away, the stone exploded suddenly, and the momentum directly knocked the man to the ground.