The moon is full of evil, but the simulator is full of evil

"That's still the fire of eternal night. The name sounds like a lot of suffering. Brother, this fire is not popular."

The tremor of the blade gradually subsided.

Su Shu raised his hand, wiped his blood-stained messy silver hair, and smoothed it a little more neatly.

He raised his sword and walked towards the round tables like that.

Surrounding the sage tree.

The piled corpses of the knights were immersed in the shadow, as if they had been completely burned by the flames, they began to collapse and shatter bit by bit, turning into pitch-black ashes and melting into the ground.

And those golden barley fields that were soaked in blood and swept down by the sword blades were slightly rippling with the wind again, glowing with brilliant vitality again.

In death, come new life.

The last brilliant afterglow before dusk and sunset was cast on the dark knight just like that.

It made him look like he was burning.

Looking at this breathtaking and miraculous scene.

"You are the son of a demon dragon one by one———!"

The last of the knights finally lost their minds, their hoarse voices couldn't even utter a complete sentence, they turned around and began to flee in panic.

It's just that I haven't run two steps yet.

Su Shu raised his sword, and from a distance, he swung a slash lightly and roundly.

hiss--

A circle of deep shadows spread rapidly like a floating flame.

It was like a gentle wind blowing over the field of wheat, and then lightly brushing over the bodies of the knights.

No cuts, no tears, no hideous wounds of any kind.

The footsteps of the knights stagnated suddenly.

Immediately, he fell to his knees straight on the ground.

They died peacefully and peacefully.

This is Su Shu, the mercy bestowed on warriors at the end.

Looking at this moment, it became a silent battlefield.

The round table seemed to feel that something had flowed away from the bottom of their hearts, and a sense of empty fear emerged spontaneously.

The fighting spirit was wiped out, and the blood was calmed down.

Looking at the dark knight walking towards this side with a sword in hand, the expressions of the knights of the round table kneeling on the ground were complicated and stagnant.

Obviously he was covered in blood.

Obviously his armor was broken.

Obviously his footsteps, staggering and vain, looked as if he would fall if the wind blows.

But he couldn't bring up the courage to fight against him.

Gawain groped on the ground, grasped the handle of the wheel and the sword of victory, and tremblingly wanted to stand up.

However, that person's shadow had already stopped in front of him.

Sun Knight raised his gaze in a daze.

His last sunlight was completely blocked by that figure.

"I love the things people say when they're dying."

The voice of the silver-haired young man was still so illusory.

It's like echoing in another world.

"Because it makes me feel like I'm alive."

"We lost, kill as you want, scratch as you want, you should not be the type to accept our oath of allegiance."

Gawain lowered his eyelids.

He never expected that he would be so calm when facing death.

"It's just that Gareth is underage, and I beg you to spare his life."

Loved by the sun, the Sun Knight bowed his head deeply, almost buried in a pool of blood.

"Brother Gawain" Gareth trembled a little.

"Still thinking about your minor protection law?"

Su Shu smiled.

Smile bright and happy.

It's just that the bloody face, no matter how much he smiles, looks a little hideous.

"So, I just came of age today, and the knights of the entire island are going to besiege and kill me. This birthday present is really a surprise."

The round tables raised their heads in a daze, and looked at the face of the silver-haired young man.

Only by looking closely and carefully like this can one vaguely recognize the childishness contained in the corners of the eyebrows and eyes.

At the age of 15, he was the enemy of the whole world.

The dying son of the dragon brought down the whole of Britain.

"Alvin, there is no doubt about your strength, let us admire." Gawain whispered, "But even so, it is difficult for you to win, because fate is not on your side."

"Fate was not on my side, so I grabbed him by the collar and beat him continuously until he didn't dare to stand opposite me anymore."

The voice is exhausted.

The night brought silence.

Gawain laughed.

He coughed sadly and laughed wryly.

"If it were you, maybe you could really do it, right?

"Sorry, Alvin."

"It's not very qualified as a last word. I hate confession or something. Die with peace of mind."

The round tables closed their eyes.

Su Shu slowly raised his sword.

But, it didn't swing like that.

Because, a person came out of Muye.

She seemed to gently lifted the tulle of the world, and walked out from the inside filled with the fragrance of birds and flowers.

She held the blood-stained Sword of King Selection in her hand, and the purple blood dripping from it reflected brilliantly in the setting sun.

Her expression was sad and stagnant, and her soft blond hair was swaying in the wind like this field of wheat.

Su Shu finally waited for her.

She also finally saw her predecessor in front of her, who was covered in blood, looked like a demon, and was shrouded in broken black armor.

"Alvin, senior"

"Good evening," Su Shu said, "Artoria."

There was no smile on the blood-stained face.

Because, Su Shu has already realized it.

The smile at this moment is only ferocious.

That once made Artoria feel the gentleness of spring breeze.

Now, only indifference remains.

The blood-red color dripping down from the armor, from the silver hair, and from the face.

It also makes the blond girl feel like her heart is twisted.

"Can you spare them?"

Arturia said bitterly,

"Even if I beg you."

"Seeing that the situation is over, Merlin let you out."

Su Shu's eyelids droop,

"Do you know, he just wants you to beg me."

"I know but—"

"They're going to kill me."

Su Shu gently interrupted her,

"If it wasn't for your call, Arturia, I would be dead now."

""

Arturia closed her eyes.

Perhaps it was because of his kind nature that he was surrounded on the throne.

Su Shu suddenly swung down the Spiral Sword.

hiss--

A gloomy sword light rippling past, all the Knights of the Round Table let out painful groans.

All six right arms were cut off, and the concept of death attached to the wound almost announced the end of their knight career.

"You saved my life, so I just accepted their right hand and there will be no next time."

He lowered his iron-gray eyes indifferently, and glanced at the blood-stained sword in the stone in her hand.

There was no doubt that it was Merlin's blood.

"Anything else?"

silence.

Time froze in silence.

"Don't move forward," she said in a daze, "Senior."

"what"

"You will die, Alvin Pendragon."

Artoria sadly looked at the blood-stained black knight in front of her.

"The decline of the Age of Gods is the will of the world, and the same is true for Arthur becoming king, Senior Alvin. If such a key historical node is tampered with, 100 years later, this world will most likely trigger a cut-off event and be abandoned and destroyed."

"I know."

Su Shu's calm words stunned Artoria.

"You know you still"

"—So it's destined to be like this, so I have to accept it?

"Why?

Su Shu asked her calmly.

"The will of the world wants me to die, so should I be killed?

"Shall I stick my neck out and make it easier for him to chop?"

The silver-haired young man raised his eyes and looked towards the afterglow of the sunset.

The night is rising and the sun is dimming.Eternal night is approaching, and the embers of the watch have not yet been lit.