Chapter 230

It is her duty and mission to awaken the king and let him wipe out all the God Slayers on earth.

Countless disappointments, countless confusions... Today, there is finally a chance to usher in the end.

However, when it really came to this moment... Guinevere hesitated.

"What's wrong?"

Guinevere looked back and saw Artoria tilting her head and looking at her with doubt.

"Resurrect your king... This should be your only obsession in this long time, right? Is there any material missing for the resurrection ceremony?"

This is not the case. She has already prepared the conditions for the ceremony... After all, it is related to the awakening of the king, and she does not allow herself to be careless.

But... she doesn't know what happened to her.

The opportunity to revive the king and fulfill her long-cherished wish is right in front of her.

However... she can't take another step forward.

'Just let it go like this... Anyway, we already know where the king is sleeping, and there is no rush to revive the king today... It will be the same if we come back later. ’

When this thought came to Guinevere, even she was shocked.

Seeing that Guinevere had not moved, Artoria could not help but feel puzzled. Before she could continue to ask, she heard Guinevere's words through the power of the spell.

"King Arthur, please forgive my presumption, can you... not fight with the 'king'?"

Artoria was slightly startled.

Because Guinevere had his back to Artoria, Artoria could not see the expression on Guinevere's face when he said this.

"The mission of our king is to annihilate all the godslayers in this world. When he completes this mission, he will fall into a deep sleep again until new godslayers appear on this land again, so... he should have no reason to fight with you."

Guinevere's tone became more and more urgent, and the tranquility, wisdom and noble temperament that he usually showed disappeared at this moment.

"I know that you are so kind. Although you are the God of Disobedience and are affected by the madness of disobedience, you still care about the humans on earth. Whether it is the God Slayer or other gods that harm the world, they are all your enemies... You are worried that the appearance of the Last King will bring about the end of the world, but... as long as all the God Slayers can be eliminated before the world is destroyed, as long as you are willing to cooperate with the 'King', I believe that all the God Slayers on earth combined are not a match for you two!"

When she said the last part, even Guinevere herself didn't know what she was saying, and her thoughts were like a mess.

Until... she felt a pressure on her head.

"It's okay, Guinevere."

Although the tone was cold, there was a little warmth in the palm of the hand that was stroking her hair.

At some point, Artoria took off the gauntlet.

Guinevere did not resist Artoria's touch on her head, lowered her head, and her drooping bangs made Artoria unable to see the expression on her face.

After a while, Guinevere took a step forward and pressed his whole body against Altria's chest.

Then, under Altria's gaze, he raised his head, with a pitiful expression like a kitten abandoned on the roadside on a rainy day, his eyes were full of water, and he choked with a begging tone.

"Is it not okay if I beg you?"

The action of stroking the hair paused for a moment, Altria subconsciously looked away a little, and then looked at Guinevere again, her cherry lips slightly parted.

"Sorry, he and I are destined to have a fight."

Altria clearly caught that at that moment, Guinevere's eyes darkened, revealing an extremely heartbreaking expression.

"Really..."

Guinevere turned around, and Altria could only see her slightly lonely back.

Time was passing by every second.

The island was very quiet. The thin air made it difficult for sound to spread. Even the conversation between Altria and Guinevere was assisted by the power of the spell. Altria did not interrupt, giving Guinevere plenty of time to prepare herself. I don't know how long it had been, because in such an environment, people's sense of time would become very dull. Guinevere finally took action. She took out a large golden urn and a disc that seemed to be made of iron and gold. This was the Holy Grail that King Arthur had seen in the myth, and it was also the treasure that Alexander the God Slayer had been looking for. Although it was the Holy Grail, this thing had nothing to do with Jesus. It was a container created by the highest-level Earth Mother Goddess Guififar 1,500 years ago. It was a symbol of the wisdom of God that embodied the principles of heaven and earth. The Holy Grail could absorb the vitality of the Earth Mother Goddess and store it. In the years of wandering on the earth, Guinevere was not only pursuing the Last King, but also collecting the essence of the earth with this Holy Grail. The Last King had been sleeping for so many years, so he would naturally be very weak when he just woke up.

The essence stored in the Holy Grail was to be used at this time, so that the Last King could recover his strength as quickly as possible after waking up and defeat the Demon King on earth.

The earth essence stored in the Holy Grail, which was equivalent to the total amount of cursed power of at least ten God Slayers, was sucked in by the rusty sword stuck in the ground like a whale, without a single bit of waste.

After hesitating for a moment, Guinevere opened her mouth and the words to awaken the sleeping [Steel] rang out.

"King of Steel, please wake up from your long sleep! More brilliant than gold, more clear and flawless than silver, that is you, the Dragon-Slaying Steel born from the dragon skeleton burned to ashes. That is you! The sun, moon and stars all lose their brilliance in front of you! All treasures lose their value in front of you! So please wake up! Please let the girl who is your maid see the light you emit again! The savior of the divine sword, the steel among steel, the witch king begs you to resurrect!"

"Buzz——!"

On the sword, cracks appeared one after another, and the platinum brilliance burst out through the cracks, and the rust spots fell off piece by piece, revealing the original appearance of the divine sword.

The sharp blade that seemed to hurt people's eyes, the brave blade overflowing with majesty and spirit!

The space twisted, and like a reflection in the water, a blurry figure gradually became clear, and finally crossed the barrier of the boundary point and stood next to the divine sword.

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Chapter 416 The Divine Sword of Salvation.

He looked like a teenager, but there was a hint of melancholy in his eyes that was difficult to dispel. From his demeanor, he seemed to have experienced many changes in the world.

His appearance can be described as "handsome", but there was a very strong sense of fatigue and boredom in his calmness, and his pale hair deepened this impression.

He was wearing a simple blue windbreaker and a pure white cloak on the outside, and his upright figure was like a divine sword.

"Or... back to this world?"

Looking up at the sky, the man exhaled a breath of hot air and said with a sigh.

In order not to be found, in order to hinder his own awakening... he even put the place where he was sleeping on the satellite orbit.

However, he still woke up.

"Maybe... this is fate."

The man knew very well that the fate of this world was not something mysterious, but a real existence.

Because the man is the hero chosen by fate.

Although he hates this identity and fate imposed on him.

"King... you finally woke up."

Beside the last king, Guinevere knelt on one knee, and Lancelot, who was covered in armor, also showed up and knelt on one knee in front of the man.

Hearing the voice, Rama glanced at them very calmly, and his eyes flashed with resentment and murderous intent for a moment.

The murderous intent mixed with the breath of blood made Guinevere feel breathless, as if a pair of big hands were pinching her heart tightly.

However, this murderous intent came very suddenly and went away very quickly.

Guinevere smiled bitterly with cold sweat all over her body.

In the past, she was dominated by obsession, but when she came to this island, she already knew... the fact that the king she believed in was not willing to wake up at all.

In the end, this obsession of 1,500 years... was just wishful thinking.

With a decadent aura all over his body, the Last King slowly spoke: "Although I already hate this mission, but... since I have been awakened, let me quickly annihilate the God Killers on the ground and fall asleep again."

Guinevere wanted to say something, but Artoria spoke before her.

"You don't need to worry about the God Killers on the ground."

The Last King was slightly stunned and looked at Artoria.

"You are..."

From Artoria, the Last King felt a familiar and disgusting aura.

The aura of [The Last King].

"You are tired, right? Being controlled by fate, you keep repeating this boring cycle."

The condensed curse power erupted into a black wind that wrapped around Artoria, blowing her skirt armor, and the sharp and clear fighting spirit continued to rise as if there was no peak.

"Then, let me free you from this annoying fate."

When Artoria said this, a glimmer of light appeared in the cloudy eyes of the Last King.

He narrowed his eyes and began to look at Artoria.

"I see... do you want to replace me and become the real Last King?"

The Last King said with a complicated expression, as if sighing, "I don't know how you did it. You even deceived fate and got this 'qualification'... If it was you, you could indeed do such an incredible thing."

The Last King nodded and changed the subject.

"But there is an unavoidable premise... You have to defeat me first and take away the savior sword granted by the gods to the true last king."

"Of course, that's why I came here."

Altria said bluntly, "I have been patient for a long time in order to beat you up!"

"It's strange, this should be the first time we meet, you shouldn't have such a degree of resentment towards me... But I can feel that you and I have a very close connection."

The last king's handsome face showed a trace of confusion, but he quickly put the doubts behind him.

His eyes moved to the sword of swearing victory in Altria's hand, and his outstanding eyesight allowed him to see the extraordinaryness of this sword at once.

"You have a very outstanding sword... Coincidentally, I also have one."

The Last King stretched out his hand and grasped the divine sword beside him, which was flowing with divine light. The terrifying curse power that was no less powerful than that of Altria and even better rose from his body. The invisible pressure swept across the entire floating island, causing the space to emit a wail of being overwhelmed.

The Last King with his feet on the ground is the strongest, because he can absorb the essence from the land of this planet at will and turn it into his own power.

However, even though he is still outside the earth, the Last King can still burst out such terrible power, which is more than ten times that of the highest-level gods!

"Okay, the time for dozing off is over, the savior sword, wake up and show your true appearance to the world! Your opponent is right in front of you! Polish your edge!"

As his voice fell, the decadent aura on his body was swept away, replaced by the sharpness and indifference passed down from the divine sword.

The Savior Sword was raised by the Last King, making a series of buzzing sounds and emitting a destructive white light, like a platinum sun that dispelled all the surrounding darkness.

"Sorry to have kept you waiting."

The Last King looked directly at Altria, the sharpness in his eyes almost stabbed her, "After all, we are going to fight a pure warrior like you, you can't continue to be decadent."

"That's it, if you continue to be decadent, it will be difficult for me... It's meaningless to fight against someone who is not in your prime."

"Really? Thank you for your understanding."

The Last King had a gentle smile on his face, and his temperament seemed polite.

He was very thin, far from being as tough as Hercules and Susanoo, but the momentum he exuded was far beyond the reach of other disobedient gods.

Then, his eyes changed, and the sharpness of the Savior Sword suddenly surged.

"Wake up! Sing! Invincible steel blade, bring me victory quickly!"

If you look up from the ground, you may see the night divided into two by a silver-white line.

Surrounded by the cold and dim space, Artoria's face was solemn. On her shoulder armor, a sword mark was particularly conspicuous, and the sword energy remaining on it was extremely sharp.

On the other side, the last king suddenly laughed.

"A beautiful blow!"

The cloak on his body also broke. Although this blow did not hurt his body, he was still amazed by this sword.

"He did not dodge, but faced this blow head-on. Such bravery is unprecedented! He must be praised!"

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Chapter 417 A battle that even gods cannot intervene in.

Because the attack was blocked by Artoria, the last king praised her.

This is not arrogance. This sword is a peerless divine weapon created by the gods to allow the last king to successfully defeat the godslayer on earth. It is a blade that will destroy all living things in the world. It is a sword of the end of the world that can cut through the heavens, the earth, and the planets!

There is no weapon on this planet that can match this sword in terms of performance!