Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

The overflowing thunder and lightning raged, and everything under Karna's feet was squeezed away by the powerful energy, and only the white-haired heroic spirit with a sharp spear remained.

--It's now!

"Totally burn - sun wheel, obey death (Vasavishakti)!!!"

"With this Shiva's wrath, let you die here - Pashupatastra!!!"

Amidst the roars of the Heroic Spirits, a colorless blazing light expelled all darkness.

Also the dawn at the end of the night.

PS:

Asam's caste system is: Brahmin > Kshatriya > Vaishya > Sudra.Arjuna is the son of Prince Pandu and Princess Gongti, so he is a Kshatriya. It stands to reason that Karna, the son of Gongti, is also a Kshatriya, but Gongti abandoned Karna and made him a Kshatriya. A "son of Sudo", that is, the child of a Kshatriya man and a Brahmin woman, married against caste, and the child can only be a pariah.Therefore, the little sun will be looked down upon by all kinds of...

Chapter [-]: Dawn breaks, the god-given hero retires

The liberation of the Noble Phantasms of the two great heroes was like dropping a small-yield nuclear bomb, dyeing the entire divided dark world red.The deadly hot wind was blowing, and the monsters were only affected, and they were turned to ashes without even making a scream, and countless houses were destroyed.

The explosion only lasted a short time.

Gradually, the dazzling light calmed down. On this small street, the soil was burnt into a glass-like substance, and flames were burning everywhere. The molten steel flowed between the ruins, covering the earth. A dark red dress.

"Pooh……"

Rope climbed up from a pile of rubble and spat out the dust he had eaten.

The handsome black-haired young man has long since disappeared, and now there is only a ragged and embarrassed guy left here.

When he was in the air, he was caught off guard and ate the aftermath of the two heroic ace cards, which made Rope a rare injury.The manic energy ripped open the skin on his arm, and although the wound was not exaggerated and was rapidly regenerating, it was the first time he had been injured since his participation in the Holy Grail War.

Not very comfortable.

"Sooner or later, I'll release the Noble Phantasm when I go up..." Rope patted the dust on his body and muttered angrily.

I seem to realize that his luck today is not very good.

Whether it was the battle between Nyogda and Nyarlathotep, or the decisive battle between Karna and Arjuna being forced to break into, these were not in his original plan.

"Joan of Arc, Naiako..."

Thinking of the two unsuspecting girls beside him, Ropey immediately looked around.

Simply, the huge size of the wild boar is very easy to identify. About ten meters away from Rope, the injured mythical beast is lying there, as if protecting something.

Walking in, the blond saint and the silver-haired evil god, just like newborn babies, lay under the thick belly of the wild boar Kuangkuo, not to mention injured, not even stained with dust.

"Good job. Maybe it's time for me to give you a diploma—graduating from the Beast of Destruction."

Rope looked at the wild boar approvingly, the latter whimpered a few times and gently rubbed Rope with its fangs to show intimacy.

Afterwards, the tired divine beast turned into golden light and returned to Rope's avatar wheel.

Pulling out a piece of pure white cloth from the "White Gospel" and covering the two girls, Ropey looked left and right, estimated the distance, and then walked towards the approximate center of the Noble Phantasm explosion.

Whether they die together, or one side wins, he must confirm with his own eyes.

If Arjuna wins, because of the promise, he can pretend he didn't see it.And if Karna wins, then he won't mind making up a knife.

Rope walked unhurriedly, and soon, something like a tiankeng appeared in his sight.

Standing on the mound on the edge, the situation in the pit can be seen at a glance.

There are flames everywhere.

Orange-red, dark blue, surrounded by flames to the north, a white-robed and black-haired heroic spirit was lying on the ground, with a rather large hole in his abdomen, and the whole body began to emit fluorescence before the heroic spirit left.

—Archer Arjuna.

Did A Zhouna lose...

Rope's eyes swept around, looking for the trace of Karna.

But no matter how Rope looked carefully, he could not find any trace of the existence of the Son of the Sun, and Karna seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, leaving no trace.

"Father……"

The subtle voice was caught by Rope.

Arjuna's voice.

Lope came to the side of the big archer and looked down at the protagonist of the "Mahabharata".

Apart from the abdominal wound, Arjuna's appearance was much better than Rope's imagination, and his handsome and decent appearance was the same as before.

"Father... God Indra... Can you help me see, this battle is my victory?" he said with difficulty, coughing out a mouthful of blood.

"Sorry, for letting you see this indecent appearance, I don't even have the strength to move now... Please forgive your son for not being able to salute you."

Rope was silent for a while.

Even though he is not Arjuna's real father, the hero's observance attitude at the time of his death still made him a little admired.

He said.

"I didn't see Karna, maybe it was annihilated by your Noble Phantasm."

"...Is that so?"