The Undying Death Knight failed to achieve the ending of the Heroic Spirit

It was not that Vortigern's control over the climate had lost its effect, but that some stronger golden light briefly broke through the shackles of the thick clouds, and the concentrated magic power melted the snowflakes.

The flood of light that rushed out illuminated the gloomy gray sky.

Then, a clear and violent roar resounded through the empty mountains.

"——Excalibur!"

……

Standing on the high ground, looking at the white dragon hovering in the sky, letting the snowflakes land on your shoulders.

The sound of someone sighing reached Altria's ear.

——"Have you really thought about the consequences of raising this sword again?"

She nodded.

the voice asked again.

——"Is it the king's duty?"

She shook her head.

She said that King Arthur and Altria, the peasant girl and the king, were all parts of her, and she could not give up any of them.

The voice made a very light "hmm" sound, and it seemed as if it was a smile of great satisfaction.

Golden light emerged behind Altria, gradually revealing a vague pure golden figure.

Delicate golden threads outline her face and half of her body.

That was another person who looked exactly like Altria. At this moment, the golden virtual image's eyes trembled, and her palm was placed on Altria's hand, and the two palms gradually came together.

This was the person who haunted her like a nightmare. This time, Altria did not reject her.

All along, everyone has had a misunderstanding.

——Why did the British land only call for Menechel (Saber) instead of trying to summon the more appropriate King Arthur. Even if they were worried that the spiritual base would be destroyed by Morgan, they could have made the [Pseudo-Servant] come, but it didn't happen. From beginning to end, it didn't happen. It was as if they had given up the option of King Arthur. Even Altria believed that King Arthur was not a king recognized by the land.

But at this moment, when she accepted another self, as memories flooded in, all her questions were answered.

It turned out to be the case.

Because King Arthur's spirit had already arrived, earlier than Menechel (Saber), and it can be said that he was the first Servant summoned by the restraining force.

Kai's words rang in her ears.

——"Half of my spiritual base was forcibly taken away when I was summoning."

Altria was sure that she had never heard Kai say this.

But at this moment, it is echoing in my ears very clearly.

Saber Gai only has half of her spiritual base left, and her Noble Phantasm is a copy of the Holy Sword.

Because the other half of the spiritual foundation that Kai carries belongs to King Arthur.

——That's why Kai could find her accurately in the huge city of Camelot, and that's why Kai could accurately identify the fake body Morgan prepared for her every time.

——That's why Merlin said she was a servant.

——That’s why Lancer, contrary to his usual behavior, wanted to kill her after confirming her identity.

Altria's eyes slowly closed.

Faces flashed before her eyes.

[Kai, who will continue to fight even after death and even if he forgets why he is fighting], [Avriel, who broke free from Morgan's restraints and offered to assassinate her to help her escape], [Menchel, who gave up his own dream to help her pursue her vague dream], and many more knights who are willing to die for her just for the slim hope.

Each person turned into a point of golden light. More and more golden light shone from her body, surrounding her. These drifting golden lights spread upward from her body, along with the light column that penetrated the sky.

At the other end of the golden light was a majestic figure holding a holy sword high.

The blade of Altria was glowing with golden light, and the scorching golden light shot straight into the sky.

That is the sword of protection.

That is, the sword of attack.

A sword fought to protect a country.

There was a layer of frost on the sword, which was obscured by the withered white. But as the golden light expanded, tiny pieces of ice fell off, and the originally dull sword seemed to be revived at this moment, stirring up circles of holy gold.

That is the breath of a Servant.

At this time, Altria opened her eyes, and her expression changed between closing and opening her eyes.

Not only did her temperament change, the golden threads on her body were woven into a light golden royal robe, and the hanging golden threads were bent on her head to form a brilliant golden crown.

The sword blade was raised to its highest peak, and the still wind blew again, lifting her shawl, and the aura of a king emanated from within.

The energy reached its peak at this time, and Artoria also saw Vortigern roaring.

She raised her sword solemnly, and at that moment, Vortigern noticed this side.

The moment their eyes met, a thought popped up in their minds at the same time.

"Now is the moment to win!"

Vortigern forced himself to open his right eye and flapped his wings desperately. He didn't even have time to pay attention to Menechel, but at this moment his body suddenly shuddered.

It was just the tiniest of movements, but it was only a moment's delay, and its wings froze in place while the golden light had already flashed in front of it.

That's certainly not what it was meant to do.

"Morgan!"

It was her! That woman! Uther's eldest daughter, whom he had eaten, was not dead!

The golden light was so dense that half of Vortigern's body was enveloped in it. The burning sensation acted on Vortigern's scales, and the thick white scales cracked inch by inch under the scorching holy light. Its entire body showed a posture that was about to melt.

Two contradictory feelings of heat and cold appeared repeatedly on its body surface, and it suddenly realized what it had just done.

It had clearly planned to eat Uther's daughter first, but just now, that reptilian human knight actually attracted all its attention!

The chaotic brain became clear, and it opened its dragon mouth and roared:

"Morgan!! Morgan!!!"

Of course, she couldn't suppress Vortigern's consciousness to control his body, but she didn't need to control it, just influencing its actions subconsciously was enough. For example, she wanted Vortigern to notice his greatest enemy, Menechel. That was all.

Even though this woman had fallen to this point, she still dared to influence his judgment!

"Usher!!!"

Your offspring are just as annoying as you are!

Vortigern roared, and his body turned sharply downward in the air at an incredible angle. His scales exploded, revealing the charred flesh underneath.

Eat her! Eat her! Eat her!

Vortigern opened his mouth wide, revealing his interlaced dragon teeth.

It leaned forward and crashed down, using its solid dragon scales to cut through the brilliance of the holy sword.

The flesh made crackling sounds like frying beans, and a burnt smell spread, but Vortigern ignored it. There was only one thought in his mind.

——Perhaps even this idea came from Morgan.

As it leaned forward, it was met with a pair of indifferent green eyes.

"The humble king Vortigern——"

Altria's left hand suddenly loosened the hilt of the sword, and she stroked the sword as if taking something off it.

A golden barrier suddenly appeared in front of Vortigern's eyes.

[Holy Sword Copy: Avalon]

The scabbard-shaped golden shield collided with the swooping dragon leader. Artoria did not give in, but it was difficult for her to move forward.

But Vortigern only had one head, and she had another hand.

Altria held the holy sword in her right hand.

The holy sword cannot be released with one hand, but it does not affect the slashing.

Altria raised her eyes, and the sword blade left an afterimage.

boom--!

Golden magic power burst out at Vortigern's neck. Even though Artoria was holding the sword with one hand at this time, the light bursting out from the sword still reached its peak. The excessive golden light gathered together, overlapping and even revealing a burning orange-gold color. Not only the golden light on the sword, but even the king's cloak covering Artoria was burning at this moment.

Altria was like being bathed in holy flames. She raised her eyes, which were burning with eternal golden flames, and stared at the ferocious dragon head in front of her.

"——Subjugation!"

The huge dragon head flew out high into the air, and with a deafening explosion, magic power rushed into the headless dragon's body, and the charred dragon corpse was ground into powder bit by bit.

The holy sword was raised high, the golden light burned quietly, and the giant dragon gradually disappeared in the flames.

Black particles mixed with golden embers floated before her eyes.

She stared at the scene blankly, unable to come back to her senses for a long time. The decorations on her body faded, and finally, only the blue and white armor remained.

"cough."

She heard a cough.

The hilt of the sword that had been hanging down was raised again, and the eyes that had been confused were once again covered with a vigilant light.

Her eyes followed the movement of the holy sword and she was stunned when she saw the object making the coughing sound.

Because it was really surprising that the thing could talk. The one that coughed was a giant dragon head, which had just been beheaded by the holy sword and thus avoided the fate of being shattered by the subsequent holy light.

Altria's guarded demeanor gradually relaxed, and from the eyes looking at her, Altria guessed the identity of the person who was controlling this body at this moment.

Sure enough, the words that came out of the dragon head later confirmed her thoughts:

"Silly sister." Its voice was very weak, and it could even be easily ignored if you didn't listen carefully. The volume was in stark contrast to its huge size, but this was inevitable. At this time, countless golden particles lit up on the dragon's head, making the white dragon's head transparent.

Morgan then spoke in a staccato voice: "Foolish sister."

"Just now, thanks to you." Altria bowed her head and expressed her gratitude.

To put one thing in perspective, in the battle just now with Vortigern, Morgan did try his best to hold Vortigern back in the final moments, which could be clearly felt from Vortigern's roars.

The dragon head let out a low, mocking laugh.

"nothing dealing with you."

"Camelot can only be destroyed by me alone."

"It can only be done by me alone..."

Morgan's voice became lower and lower until it was almost inaudible. She suddenly spoke again. This time, she changed back to her own voice, and her voice sounded directly in Altria's mind and became clear:

"Foolish sister, actually, when you first came here, you already had the spiritual foundation, right? Why do you pretend like that? Why do you want to show weakness?"

Morgan didn't believe that Altria pretended to be weak just to gain Menechel's favor.

"To make you feel that you can defeat me, so that you will use all your tricks." Altria answered truthfully: "I will not be at peace unless you die."

Morgan was stunned and didn't say anything for a long time.

The light in the dragon's eyes gradually dimmed, and her life seemed to have finally come to an end.

"That's it..."

"You have indeed grown up. Now, I can safely hand over Camelot to you..."

It seemed as if it had finally lost all its strength, and its tightly closed mouth slowly opened.

"you win……"

This time, Altria did not respond. Under Morgan's gaze, she slowly approached, then raised her sword!

Almost at the same time, the dragon's eyes, which had been dull and lifeless, regained their vitality. Morgan opened his mouth and exhaled the dragon's breath that had been accumulating for a long time, hitting the sword that Altria had raised.

Artoria swept the sword to dispel the weak magic power, and the holy sword continued to be powerful as it pierced into the mouth cleanly and neatly.

"I can't be fooled by the same trick twice."

Morgan's eyes flashed with resentment and regret.

She opened her mouth, as if she wanted to curse, but Altria didn't give her the chance. Golden light enveloped her entire head, burning the last part of her existence.

As she watched Morgan completely disappear, Altria's tense face finally relaxed.