Above the distant ice field, Bai Lance raised his head and looked at the sky and muttered, "Even if I chose the sword in the first place, am I still so stubborn?" Don't understand people's hearts? Sure enough, if you are one step ahead of everyone, you will be regarded as crazy. ”

With the huge magic that rose into the sky, everyone on the Ice Continent also felt the familiar aura of being in the same world, and the Knights of the Round Table offered their last respects to the former king, and at this time, the momentum of Artoria on the grassland had also reached its peak.

Artoria, who was holding the holy sword in one hand, stepped forward with the weight of responsibility, like a mirage, Camelot became more and more real to her, and then brought the gods the pressure of a mountain like a mortal, and the huge oppressive force that fell on the face of no substance, forced the gods to bend their noble backbones.

"What is this, what the hell?" The god who knelt on one knee tried to raise his head and said with difficulty, when the huge sense of oppression came, he used various methods to crack it, but none of them could take effect, neither magic nor laws could have any effect.

"It's useless, this time things don't exist objectively, this weight is directly on your heart." Artoria, who shone with a white glow behind her, was also staggering forward, and at the moment she had an absolute advantage under the influence of her ultimate.

The ultimate skill "Ideal King" is the product of Artoria's steadfastness as a knight king even after the battle that caused the kingdom to fall apart, so the power of its birth is almost as difficult to compete with.

That is, the place where the white Camelot shines tests everyone's willpower, and the more selfish people are suppressed, and the more selfless people are suppressed, so the situation becomes the current situation.

Artoria fights with a sword for the people of her own world, which is not selfless enough in the judgment of skills after all, but in comparison, the gods on the other side do not have any idea of fighting for the world at all, and are bent on strengthening their own strength in order to get the blessing of the world, which tilts the balance of victory on Artoria's side.

Inch by inch of white light slowly merged into Artoria's body as she struggled forward, and the suppression of the gods in the air had reached a threshold, the orange-red flowing liquid continued to compress and revert into the shape of a human, and the holy sword slowly fell at this moment.

The orange-red liquid continued to evaporate, and the body of the god began to slowly dissipate under this sword, and the arms, legs, head, and body, the traces of the god's existence in this world were all wiped out little by little by the gentle white light.

Until the last finger of the god was left, this finger moved, and the orange finger lightly touched the blade of the falling sword, and then the next moment the white world created by Artoria shattered, and Artoria flew upside down.

A figure reappeared in place under the weaving of orange-red energy, and at this time, the god finally appeared in the form of a human. The red hair that flutters like a flame, the muscular body, and the appearance of countless temples reveal the identity of the other party, Cassel, the god of fire and forge.

"I really didn't expect you to be able to perform at such a level" Different from the fiery temper in the record, Cassel looked at Artoria calmly and said: "I really want to understand the power of your world, with such a weak force, I have to cross the border to kill my doppelganger, which is enough for you to be proud, invader." ”

The "Wind King Mallet" used the little magic in her body Artoria tried to attack again, and then Artoria could clearly feel that the wind that turned into the mallet had been burned up before it flew halfway, and on the opposite side was the spokesperson of the flames of this world.

Cassel, the god who represents one of the pinnacles of this world, just looking at it already made Artoria feel suffocated by the flames, and the moment Cassel raised his hand, this place that was obviously a grassland terrain erupted like a volcanic eruption.

A pale green light slowly spread out in the sky-high flames, and then, as if the plane-time had stopped flowing under the caress of the green light, Avalon's light opened a path to victory for Artoria.

Under Avalon's protection, the Knight King of England once again raised her sword and called out her true name, a symbol of miracles, and a torrent of golden light extinguished the flames in front of her and surged towards her opponent, before being blocked by a delicate red shield.

In the end, until the golden torrent completely dissipated without damaging the shield of Yan, the supreme symbol of the law of fire, feeling the flames around her continue to consume her body, Artoria let go of Avalon's protection of herself, and then threw the scabbard out into the distance.

If Artoria is almost invincible when the magic power is equal, because Avalon can completely neutralize the opponent's attack on him with a small amount of magic power, but when facing the gods of the other world, the undefeated ideal country loses its due effect.

The noble Knight King turned into a magical point of light and flew into the sky, and her aura dissipated in this world, and at the same time, the number of all the Heroic Spirits became one place smaller, and the number on the back of Yuan Raiguang's hand had changed to the upcoming "1".

At this time, Xia Bai looked at the sword scabbard floating in front of him and whispered, "Is this her last gift?" Everyone present felt the violent magic fluctuations from the battle between the two sides, and in the end, the huge oppressive force of the other party made Xia Bai's pressure increase dramatically at this moment.

At this moment, Yuan Laiguang is concentrating on arranging her hunting ground, which is her greatest respect for powerful opponents, whether it is assassination, traps, or conspiracy, she will give all her respect to the opponent who is worth killing.

And the first dish of this hunt was presented to the gods in a minute after Artoria dissipated, and the moment Cassel stepped into the original enchantment position, a knife light floated silently from under the ground, without any hesitation and rashness, and the figure dissipated in an instant after cutting off Cassel's right ankle with a knife.

This is the greeting from the source of the source of the former for the sake of the dissipation of the figure is one of the source of the source of the creation of the ultimate skills of the doppelganger, long before Artoria and Cassel began the war has been lurking here like a dead thing, waiting to give a small surprise to the winner of the two, after the blow regardless of success or not, the clone was decisively lifted by the source of the light.