Chapter 234

Freely controlling the earth essence of this country is the true power of the [Common Lord of Britain] skill!

"...I see, is there such a thing? Thank you very much for your explanation."

Rama nodded very calmly, touched his chin and said: "However, since I will only be affected within this country, don't I just need to escape outside?"

"Would you do that?"

"Why not? Staying in an environment that is beneficial to the enemy is not what a qualified warrior would do."

With Rama's ability, if he really wanted to run away, Artoria really wouldn't be able to stop him.

The Divine Sword of Salvation is Rama's true form. As long as there is nothing wrong with the Divine Sword of Savior, Rama can be resurrected countless times and continue to become stronger.

Although the Marquis of Vauban is the oldest known god-killer, many god-killers were born much earlier. In a certain era, there were even several god-killers who established countries and then A protracted war was fought.

The development of mankind has gone through many eras, and during these eras, extremely powerful god-slayers have been born...even the god-slayers who killed Rama, the last king.

However, these god-slayers ended up dead...killed by Rama, who became stronger after being resurrected.

Arturia didn't have the ability to stop Rama who was trying to escape...but she didn't seem to be in a hurry at all.

"I know you won't run away."

Facing Ramana's doubtful gaze, Artoria said calmly: "When I looked at you just now, I felt it from your eyes... Your soul has long been decayed, and the magic sword on the savior Rust is not the accumulation of wind erosion but the scars engraved on your soul. Your subconscious has been pursuing the end of its own destiny but has never been able to give up. "

Rama was always carrying something, always doing things that were contrary to what he expected in his heart.

Just like in the myth, Rama defeated the devil, rescued his beloved wife Sita, and became the king. However, his people believed that Sita was no longer pure and unworthy of becoming Rama's wife. Although Rama trusted Sita, Many people, but he has always had the identity of "the king expected by the people" but did nothing and looked on coldly at Sita's treatment.

Finally, in order to prove her innocence, Sita prayed to the earth: "If Sita is pure, please ask the earth to accept her body." As a result, a crack suddenly appeared in the earth, causing Sita to fall into the earth.

Sita's innocence was proved, but Rama lost his beloved concubine forever.

Rama in FGO is Rama who has just set out to defeat the devil and rescue Sita in his youth. Although his combat effectiveness is far inferior to that of him who has become a king, only in this most impulsive period, he can fight for nothing without hesitation. He sacrificed everything he had to save Sita.

Unlike the Rama of Chaldea whom Arturia knew, the one in front of him still could not give up the mission imposed on him, and was still bound by the fate of a hero.

Until now, his soul is riddled with holes and rust, but he still carries the expectations of everyone.

No matter how much he sought relief in his heart, he could not make this choice of his own free will.

That's why someone needs to give it a push.

"Are you tired of this fate imposed on yourself? Then don't waste any more time."

Arturia raised her sword, her eyes were more serious than ever before, and she saw every change in Rama's expression.

"You have not been affected by the madness that deviates from the myth, so you are still the brave man who responded to the call of the people and defeated the Demon King... You will not want to see this colorful world destroyed because of your own relationship. Yes, as long as you are on this land, you don’t need to worry about the earth dying due to exhaustion of energy.”

"I know you won't take the initiative to let go, but... there's no point in continuing the fight, right? Let's just let the next blow decide the outcome."

"Should I replace you and free you from that damn fate...or should I be killed by you."

"Isn't this considered letting go?"

After hearing this, Rama was stunned for a long time, and then showed a gentle smile.

"That's right... of course it's not a rant, that's all."

Rama held the divine sword of salvation tightly, and the curse power that made the earth tremble gathered towards this side.

A bright sun rises from the horizon.

However, that is not the real sun...but the brilliance blooming from the Divine Sword of Salvation.

"Oh, the Divine Sword of Savior! Cheer! This is the final blow! No matter we win or lose, we will never be able to meet such a respectable and powerful opponent again, so we will devote everything we have to this one. Hit it!”

Rama flew into the sky. Above him, at the end of the distant and endless sea of ​​stars, the stars in the sky seemed to be echoing, and the stars in the universe became extremely dazzling.

“Buzz——!!”

The platinum divine power gradually gathered, and rays of light rose into the sky, turning into a small sun in the chaos!

This is the true power of the Divine Sword of Salvation - the strongest blade capable of splitting stars!

There is no weapon in this world that can compare with it in terms of performance!

If this blow were to fall, the planet would definitely not be able to withstand its power and would be extremely likely to be completely destroyed!

However, Rama was not worried about this at all, and caught Arturia with his sight thousands of meters away.

There was coldness, determination, and solemnity in that expression... but there was no surprise or fear.

An idea suddenly popped up in Rama's mind... the opponent would not only withstand this blow, but could even defeat him head-on.

His rationality thought this idea was absurd. He, holding the platinum blade high, knew best how terrible the power of this blow was.

However, it was precisely because rationality firmly denied it... that it made people feel more excited.

424

Chapter 424 Round Table Meeting Thirteen Constraints.

The platinum sun hung outside the planet, emitting dazzling light, and its huge presence was like the center of the entire universe.

Its true form was the strongest blade that could split a star, and the light of annihilation that could turn everything into ashes.

The terrifying curse power equivalent to a thousand godslayers was poured into this blow, which was a veritable judgment of heaven that could destroy the world!

Facing this blow, Altria seemed very calm.

"It's just an attack that destroys the planet... It's not the first time I've seen it."

The [Returning Sword of Judgment of Annihilation] of the Almighty God Arjuna, the thunderbolt of the Mecha God Zeus... They all have enough power to shatter the stars.

However, there were quite reliable people helping her at that time... Karna, the ancestor of the gods Romulus, Mashu, Miyamoto Musashi, Captain Nemo, Da Vinci... Too many, too many.

"After all, my main job is Master (Master), when there is no servant, I am no different from ordinary people. Don't make it too difficult for me. In terms of the qualifications of being a Master, even the seven people in Group A are not as good as me."

With her hand on her chest, Artoria laughed.

"Since your power is given by fate and the gods... then it's okay for me to seek help from my supporters?"

Holding the sword with both hands, Artoria closed her eyes.

The black covering on the holy sword began to fade, revealing its original color.

Golden light flows like a stream around the silver-white sword body. The sword body is engraved with mysterious, ancient and magical elf runes. The hilt of the sword seems to be made of gold, and the lapis lazuli hilt is inlaid with gems.

Located at the top of the holy sword, the strongest fantasy born to defeat the enemy of the planet, a trace of star light.

Beyond all time and space, the fantasy itself that all living beings have failed to realize.

It is not a man-made weapon, but the strongest weapon forged by the hands of fairies in the inner sea of ​​the star by collecting the wishes and fantasies of all living beings!

Because its power is too strong, humans can never control this power, so this sword is restrained.

"The thirteen restraints are released, and the round table judgment begins."

A solemn voice came from Altria's mouth. The next moment, a series of phantoms emitting powerful auras appeared beside Altria. Together with Altria, a total of thirteen people formed a circle around the holy sword.

"This is a fight for survival - Kai, admit it."

"This is a fight with someone stronger than yourself - Bedivere, admit it."

"This is a one-on-one duel - Palermede, admit it."

"This is not a fight that goes against human nature - Gaheris, admit it."

"This is a fight for the pursuit of truth - Aggiven, admit it."

"This is not a fight with fairies - Lancelot, admit it."

"Mordred, admit it."

"This is not a fight for selfish desires - Galahad, admit it."

"This must be a fight for honor - Percival, admit it."

"This is not a fight against the good - Gareth, admit it."

"This is a fight that my king firmly believes in - Gawain, admit it."

Every time a shadow makes a sound, the light emitted by the holy sword will be brighter, and the power contained in the sword will increase.

Until the end, its light is not even inferior to the platinum sun wheel in the sky that symbolizes destruction.

Under the starry sky, the last king Rama also witnessed the brilliance, and was a little dazed.

"The light of the stars that gathers everyone's fantasies and wishes and guides people to the future... So that's it, this is the real 'Sword of Savior'..."

As if he had figured something out, Rama's smile was a little relieved.

At this time, Artoria also read out the last restraint.

"This is the battle to save the world - Arthur, admit it."

Artoria opened her eyes, and her golden eyes bloomed with a dazzling star-like brilliance.

The golden light particles gathered into a gentle river, flowing in a hundred miles around Artoria, and the whole world turned into a golden ocean at this moment.

All the warriors who died on the battlefield throughout the ages, the sad and noble dreams they held at the moment of their death.

Be proud of upholding this intention and be determined to carry out this faith.

The ever-victorious king sang the true name of the miracle in his hand loudly.

Its name is...

"Ex——Calibur [Sword of Promised Victory]!!"

"Is this the true sword of salvation? Even if it betrays the myth and is reversed, it can still shine so brightly and brilliantly."

Uncontrollably holding the sword of salvation tightly, Rama faced the breath of the stars, life flowed, and swung a sword that was enough to split the stars.

The platinum sun fell and collided with the light from the stars.

The world turned into a sea filled with dazzling light at this moment.

Everything was swallowed by the light.

At the very end, Rama remembered the eyes he saw when he looked at Altria before.

What kind of beautiful eyes are those... Even the clear lakeside in summer is not so pure.

Although those eyes reflected his face, Rama had a feeling for no reason... Those eyes seemed not to be looking at him, but looking at a more distant place.

It was as if saying: "You are not my destination yet. After I surpass you, I still have a long way to go."

"I see, is that so... You are still traveling..."

"Before reaching that unreachable destination... You will encounter many encounters, experience many partings, encounter many hardships, overcome many obstacles, and record many stories..."

"That will be beyond the twelve trials of Hercules, which even the gods cannot imagine... Keep moving forward to the other side of the sea of ​​stars, and keep accumulating suffering and happiness."

"Thank you for coming, Thank you for letting me free from this fateful cage... Star Traveler..."

"If this power can help you in the future that even fate cannot predict... please take it..."

"As a reward for liberating me... this power may not be enough... but now I can't give you more to repay you..."

"Finally... let me offer you my blessing."

"May you finally reach the stars, and may you not be bound by fate."

Rama's figure disappeared, and only a platinum-colored divine sword stood quietly on the ground.

The divine sword is the body of the last king, and there is no power in this world that can destroy the savior divine sword. This is the truth of Rama's immortal body.

To be honest, even Artoria couldn't destroy this sword. After all, this sword has the blessing of fate... which is equivalent to adding a [Defense against Rectification] Buff.

However, Artoria did not think of destroying this sword, but wanted to become the master of this sword.

Fate was deceived, the world was deceived, and everyone regarded Altria as the last king. The only difference between Altria and Rama was the sword of salvation.

So, when Rama died and Altria held the sword of salvation... she was the only and true last king of this world.

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Chapter 425 A cabin hidden in the forest.

This is a world where heroes and demons exist.

However... both heroes and demons have been dead for a long time. For people nowadays, heroes and demons are more like characters that appear in storybooks.