Chapter 107: The End (2)
Gilgamesh silently recited the name in his mind, and the look on his face did not change, but raised his eyebrows defiantly.
"Come out, coward."
"You could have used it."
As if she hadn't "seen" Gilgamesh's look, she calmly repeated what she had just said.
"I don't need you to dictate to me yet." The disgust on Gilgamesh's face was even worse, and he waved his hand as if he were repelling mosquitoes and flies, "It's you, where do you want to go?" ”
"Family." Artoria slowly spat out the two words. Although her expression and tone did not change in any way, the pace of her speech was noticeably slower, as if this place had given her an indelible fear. The Holy Grail can only take away her feelings, but it can't take away her instincts.
"Didn't I say you weren't allowed to go? Or is your brain so rusty that you can't even listen to me? Gilgamesh's face was filled with impatience and anger.
"I'm sorry...... Artoria bowed her head slightly, "It's just that I have to go there." My meaning......"
"Shut up! Shut up! Gilgamesh suddenly became angry, and stamped his foot the scorched earth, "Sure enough, I was wrong, I shouldn't have expected your elm head to understand." From now on, you shut up for me! I don't need you to say anything, your words don't mean anything, you're hopelessly stupid, die! ”
Buzz ......
Countless voices sounded in the air, and the golden sea that had once appeared appeared in the air again, only this time it became even more vast and spectacular, and the entire sky seemed to be covered with weapons, and the tips of all weapons were aimed at Artoria, who was in pitch black.
The hum continued, seemingly endless in Gilgamesh's rage.
Not enough vertically? Then horizontally! Spread it all over here!
In this almost wayward thought, the golden sea moved, and the ripples no longer spread out just behind her, but even on both sides, all the way to Artoria's back. The dense array of weapons revealed their inadequacy, and they all released dazzling golden rays.
Xie Xie, who was in the distance, couldn't help but tug at the corners of his mouth. This has even been figured out, and the next step is not to make another blur.
"It's beautiful...... Artoria whispered. Although she could no longer see it, she could still feel the almost overflowing energy fluctuations that filled every inch of the sky around her. Presumably...... That must be beautiful.
"Didn't I tell you to shut up!"
Gilgamesh said a rough word, and with a slight wave of his hand, the golden sea roared, and the weapons that were still in the air were unshackled like a beast that could not be resisted and pounced on the black girl standing in the center.
Artoria didn't look at the bright weapons, but she couldn't see them anymore, and it didn't matter what happened. She still kept her eyes on Gilgamesh, and opened her mouth, but before she could say anything, she was swallowed up by the torrent of gold, greedy as gluttony.
Gilgamesh clasped her hands to her chest and lowered her eyelids, and the golden light kept flashing on her face, making it impossible to see her gloomy and uncertain face. Countless gold and black streaked past her, completely avoiding where she was.
It wasn't just one weapon that could be projected from the golden vortex, on the contrary, as long as Gilgamesh's magic was enough, the number of projections was almost endless.
Sustaining this huge consumption, even Gilgamesh is somewhat unbearable. She felt that the magic in her body was churning every second, replenishing it at a faster rate after being emptied, and continuing to be evacuated the next second, and the cycle continued. At first, it was fine, but at the tenth second, she felt a wave of nausea and vomiting against her throat.
She was well aware that this was a sign of overuse of magic. But once she stopped, the scene couldn't be maintained, so she could only continue, gritting her teeth and persevering. She does not lack demonic powers, and what dreams are born to give her is an endless amount, inexhaustible. She must not give up.
Because...... She hasn't fallen yet.
In the torrent of gold, a glare of pitch black still stood firm, maintaining a vague human figure standing motionless, as if it were a statue. The sound of ping-pong constantly sounded inside, as if to expound this fact.
Gilgamesh's face was cold, and he did not waver in the slightest. If Artoria had been knocked down like that, it wouldn't have been her.
She raised a hand lightly and pointed wordlessly to the sky. A pitch-black sword quietly appeared in the air, more conspicuous than Artoria in a golden light. However, the surrounding gold seemed to be afraid of the pitch-black long sword, and invariably avoided the place where it was, and there was not even a trace of gold within its five meters.
The pitch-black sword was carved with countless patterns, and it was dark and dull, but it was not that it did not have that luster, but it was more like absorbing all the light into the body. It wasn't big, about two meters, much smaller than the quaint heavy sword. It's just that the coercion is incomparable to the heavy sword. If the ancient heavy sword is compared to a simple farmer, it is like a natural night boy, unique, noble and perfect.
This is the only supreme treasure she has ever seen, and the only one that can be projected.
A treasure was not something she could project if she had seen it, and she had to know enough about it to be able to do so. And the more advanced the treasure, the deeper she needs to know. The proof of this is that she can't project Artoria's Armor of Darkness or the Sword of Pact Victory.
Speaking of which, this sword is really a mockery. A pair that their families had forged to prove their friendship for generations was now pitted against each other, and the sword-wielding was not an enemy.
Light and shadow, devouring darkness and victory.
Its name is the Sword of Devouring Darkness, a magic sword that will never be accepted by the Light. It's ...... It's exactly like them, and it's terrifyingly ironic.
"You said yes, Artoria?" She knew that no one would answer her, but she asked it anyway.
"That's why I'm going, you can't stop me." Artoria's voice came from the center, as if in response to Gilgamesh's words.
"Didn't I tell you to shut up?"
I don't know if I finally realized something, Artoria stopped talking, silently resisting this golden torrent.
Gilgamesh narrowed his eyes slightly, and suddenly said, "Draw your sword." ”
Artoria did not speak, nor did she respond.
Gilgamesh became impatient and raised his voice and said, "Draw your sword!" ”
Ping Pong ......
"Then you will die!"
Gilgamesh's hand slashed down, and the black sword vanished into the air as if commanded—nothing could be more accurate than disappearing, not even a shadow remaining. The next second, gold filled the void again. When it reappeared, the golden torrent consciously relinquished its "inherent territory", which included the place where Artoria was, and Artoria clearly "saw" it.
It seemed to disdain a sneak attack, let alone the company of those inferior products, and just stopped quietly in the air, waiting for the golden torrent to pass completely. By the time the last golden sword crossed it, the golden sea in the air had disappeared, leaving only Devouring Darkness in the air, and the ground was covered with slashes from the sword. Except where Artoria stood, everything around her was plowed into the mud as if it had been subjected to a terrorist attack, over and over again, so deep that it was three meters deep.
Artoria didn't look good, the pitch-black armor on her body was a little tattered, two drops of sweat were dripping from her expressionless face, her hair was a little messy, and the only thing was that there was no hanging color.
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