Light.The golden light converged into a sharp blade that swept the world, and the golden streamer that pierced the sky slid down the crimson sky.It was supposed to be a momentary event, but in the eyes of other onlookers, the moment seemed to be infinitely extended.Dom looked at the holy sword that carried endless light, and his eyes were full of astonishment under the armor mask, and in front of him, the armor system could no longer calculate the strength of this energy.There is no need to calculate anymore.Doom knew that if the sword slashed at him, then he would never survive.It streaked across the sky.It was as if the stone pillar supporting the heavenly dome collapsed and fell into the sky of the turbid sea in an earth-shaking gesture.In the sky, the discorporeal, indescribable evil spirit let out a whimper of fear.It wanted to escape.Nor can it face this world-destroying force.But it can't go!
It's already this moment, how could Doom let it go?
The purple ritual of exorcism was manipulated and transformed into endless bondage, like a closed net, binding the massive invisible evil spirit to the heavens.Then, the light of destruction.And the light came.The sword shadow carried by the holy sword that had been lifted from the 13 seals, and those scorching, flame-like golden streamers ignited the chaotic aura before they could touch the body of the evil spirit.It's like encountering the grease of Mars, and there is no second ending except to be completely incinerated.It sensed a threat.It desperately tried to block the sword.The chaotic force field, purple light, like a pressed fruit, blocked in front of him with an explosive attitude, the energy intensity and heavy posture were comparable to the real city wall.But it didn't work!
Defense is useless!
Nothing can stop the sword from falling, at least in this world, no!"
Poof" is like the sound of a blade slashing into a balloon.The golden light flooded the sky in the next moment.Those powers were exerted by Artoria on the body of the evil spirit in a concentrated eruption, just as a bonfire was lit in the sky, and those golden flames burned fiercely between the collisions.They were set against the horizon, as if the entire sky had begun to burn at this moment.The golden fire spread through the clouds, and in the desperate wails of the evil spirits, the flames rolled outward with every trace of chaotic power in this world.It's like a rain of fire that covers the world.Anything left of chaos would be completely incinerated by the golden flames.Even in the deepest trenches of the murky sea, the ugly fish people who shivered in their burrows were burned to ashes in the flames that burned in the water.But they won't go away.Their incinerated bodies will seep nutrients back into the world, and those who have been taken away by the evil spirits will return to this new world that has been cleaved open.The land will be fertile again.The earth will come alive again.After the hope returns to this world, it will give birth to a better and more peaceful era.And the best part is that this time, they are no longer alone.This time, there will be a Supreme One born out of their world, who will open his arms and shelter all those in the shadows behind him when disaster strikes.Ah, the new world...
The wail of the evil spirit in the burning end is like a hymn celebrating the coming of a new world.In that ethereal song, it has come.Right in front of you.—————————— "hum" the sword of victory of the oath in Artoria's hand was like quicksand blown by the wind, and the phantom of the sword dissipated little by little, like shattered glass.The body of this swordsman also has white ashes fluttering.Her spiritual foundation was shattered.She could no longer inhabit this world.In front of her eyes, behind her.The same is true of Joan of Arc the Adjudicator and Brunhilde the Knight as ceremonial vehicles for the round table vote.They will all dissipate and return to the endless time, waiting to be summoned to another era with a relic.Their mission in this war is over.That's the price of that sword.The witch Hermione stood beside the frail Heroic Spirits, and she looked at her friends.She knew it was time to say goodbye."
When I was first summoned by you, I hated you."
Joan of Arc the Adjudicator flicked her hair weakly, holding her white flag, which was no longer fluttering, and said to Hermione, "I hate the British, your arrogance...
And some of your habits also remind me of the nobles who burned me to death. ”The saint smiled gently.The small half of her body had disappeared in the golden halo.She said to Hermione, "But now I don't hate you, Master. ”"You are a kind person, a kind person, a respectable person, and I am honored to work with you...
Perhaps, in the future, you will also become one of us. ”Joan of Arc held out her hand, and as her body turned into light and vanished, she waved her hand to Hermione, and she said, "Then the Master, let's see you next time." ”Hermione nodded earnestly.Her big eyes had turned red, and she was still a sensual person.It was the first time she had said goodbye to her Heroic Spirit.She had known for a long time that there was no such thing as an unbroken feast in this world, but...
It's one thing to know.Whether you can accept it or not, that's another matter."
I'd like to go to Asgard again."
The female knight Brunhilde leaned against her horse, and the cold knight seemed to become talkative as she disappeared.A rainbow shone behind her, and for the first time she reached out to untie the silver armor that covered her eyes, and then shook her long silver hair quite freely, in the star-like shining point of light.She said to Hermione, "It seems that this wish will not come true until next time." ”"Master, you are a good warrior, I look forward to fighting side by side with you next time..."
After saying that, under Hermione's gaze, Brunhilde mounted his war horse, waved his hand without looking back, pulled up the reins of the horse, and rushed into the rainbow behind him like a galloping knight.In that wonderful rainbow, it completely disappeared in front of Hermione's eyes."
Master—" Artoria, sitting on a stone with a broken hilt in her hand, looked up at Hermione, who was crying in front of her.She looked behind Hermione, the golden light burning in the sky.It is like the sunset and sunset in peacetime.The light shone in this world, and for the first time after more than ten years of despair, it truly brought light back to this world."
I can't go any further with you."
King Arthur tilted her head, a smile on her face, and she said to Hermione, "You must win!"
”"I don't care anymore, seriously."
Hermione bit her lip, she raised her hand and placed it on Artoria's illusory face, she said, "I've got the most important thing, I know where I go from here." ”"That's good."
The Heroic Spirit Swordsman said contentedly, "Then let's go all the way, and we'll see you in the next era." ”"Hey, don't say that."
Hermione stepped forward, she crouched down, affectionately hugging Artoria who was about to disappear, she reached out and gently touched the golden, erect hairs on the top of the Heroic Spirit's head.This time, Artoria didn't stop her again.Hermione will hold the swordsman in her arms, she looks at Artoria who is about to disappear, and she whispers, "I also said that I would accompany you back to Wales to see the place where you were born, and travel around Europe, and the whole world, and I haven't forgotten this promise." ”"Sleep, Artoria, don't say goodbye to me.""
We'll meet soon, and next time, I won't let you make such a sacrifice for me...
Go to sleep. ”The Valhallic Swordsman didn't say anything more.She closed her eyes, and after a great battle, she was resting in her friend's arms, she was so tired, and in the low snoring, her figure dissipated into Hermione's arms like a golden light.The golden light swirled around Hermione, like a final goodbye.After a few minutes, Hermione stood up, following Artoria's example, holding the mechanical longsword in her palm and looking up, letting the wind blow through her long hair without chaos.In that golden glow, Hermione's eyes closed slightly.She knew that the decisive battle was coming.Her showdown with Doom.The one who wins becomes the Supreme Mage, and the one who loses... and lost."
Click, click" Outside the shelter not far away, the closed door slowly opened, and the golden light reflected a shadow on the door.There is a boundary between shadow and light, people stand in the shadows, they look at the world outside that is already very different, they can no longer hear those noisy sounds, there are no strange illusions in their eyes.The scented winds seemed to announce to them that a new world had emerged.But the long-term despair made them dare not take the first step easily.Until, until a girl with candy in her hand worried about her big sisters, she pushed through the crowd and rushed out of the shadows, rushing into the golden light from the shadows.From the era of despair, step into a new world.She ran to a small hill and looked left and right, but she couldn't find her big sisters, she was a little disappointed and a little sad.Then, gentle fingers appeared from behind and placed them on her little head, gently rubbing her withered yellow hair."
Sister Hermione!"
The little girl turned around happily and hugged the witch's waist.Hermione smiled and patted the girl's hair.The two of them stood in the golden light, looking into the distance, and after the golden flame burned through the chaos of the sky, the dawn finally came."
Wow," the little girl's eyes widened.This is the first time in her life that she has seen real sunshine.Really...
Just as her mother once told her.It's so beautiful.More people were inspired by the little girl's courage, and they came out of the shelter and looked blankly at this new world.They are full of confusion and don't know what to do.But it doesn't matter, the time of hope has arrived, and they have plenty of time to think about how to rebuild their world.Farther away, on the ridge behind the shelter.The one-armed old man in military uniform sat on a stone, enduring the burning of the golden flames on his body, as if he could not feel anything.The terrifying face covered with black was full of indescribable tenderness.He looked at the young people who were screaming, shouting, and laughing in the sun, and there was finally a glimmer of light in his cloudy eyes."
You can welcome a new world with them."
Doom's voice rang out behind the old man, the Wizard King's armor was shattered and barely intact, and he was wearing a new green cloak.He came to the decisive battle.He said to the old man, "If you need it, I can help you put out the flames, I can help you wash the chaos, and you can lead these young people as an elder...
They need a leader to get on better. ”"No, they don't."
The old man didn't look back, and said in a hoarse voice, "I don't need it either, just let me look at it like this." ”"I've been walking for too long, I've been running away for too long, I don't want to run around anymore, here...
This is where I end up. ”"Thank you, outsiders, for saving the world, for the hope you left behind, we will not fail to live up to this...""
I won't be disappointed...", he tilted his head, closed his eyes, and opened his arms.He greedily breathed in the re-cleansing air, allowing the golden flame to burn more violently on him, and he did not feel the slightest pain, until the moment he was completely covered by the flames, his face was still full of smiles.Doom just stood there, looking at the burned old man.He heard it.The old man's last voice before leaving."
I...""
I am the scar of the old times, and there is no place for me in this wonderful new world...", the wizard king stood like a stone statue.He watched the old man who had been infected by chaos being burned to ashes by the golden flames, and this face touched the hard-hearted Doom a little.He began to doubt the truth of the world more and more.Is this really just a battlefield that has been shaped out of thin air and used to fight for it?
The wind blew across the ridge, blowing the gray embers into the sky, and in the swaying of Doom's cloak, he watched the dawn leap into the sky.The warm light took over the burning golden flame and began to shone the land."
You're here?"
Dum didn't look back and said, "If that sword just now had been a little more off, you would have won...""
My Artoria wouldn't do that."
Hermione, the witch, held the hilt of the mechanical longsword, she ruffled her hair, and she said, "She disdains stolen victories, I've probably been with her for too long, and I've been influenced by her." ”She raised the sword in her hand and pointed it at Doom, and in the light of dawn, she said, "Come, you and I will have a decisive battle." ”Looking back at the shelter not far away, Doom said, "Shazam told me that good people should not fight each other, which is a naïve idea, but I think it is better not to let them see the scene of life and death between the saviors...""
Let them keep the memory of their heroes.""
Let's fight in another place
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