"I won!"

On the barren battlefield, the man said this to himself.

"I won."

Standing next to the corpse of his old enemy, the man said to himself.

The wind blew across his face, and he didn't feel the slightest hint of the warmth of a smile on the man's face.

It's as if there is nothing to be happy about.

Can this be called a victory?

Shouldn't this be called a defeat?

There is no joy of victory in battle, no peace of mind at the end of the battle, and no excitement of defeating an old enemy.

Yes, it's just an endless endless emptiness, as if there is a huge void in the heart, unfathomable, difficult to reach the boundary, and it can't be filled no matter what.

The man, the man in the golden armor who galloped across the land.

My enemies, my enemies.

Tell me, why are you laughing? Why are you facing me who is about to kill you......

Laugh?

Scorching flames scorched the sky, and sharp arrows shattered the earth.

Once again, the mythical battle reappears, and once again the life-and-death battle between Karna and Arjuna.

Foot on the ground, twist your body, dodge the spear, aim with both eyes, draw the bow and shoot the arrow.

The hero of the sun turned his head to dodge the arrow, allowing it to fly out and shatter the earth behind him, and the spear swept towards his opponent.

With a kick of his feet, he leaped into the air, and the sweeping spear carried a gust of wind, stirring up countless sands and dust.

In the air, draw the bow again and aim at the opponent's head to shoot the enemy back.

The dust raised by the arrows from the ground blocked the view of both sides, but the breath was still there, and they could still feel the other's breath.

"When!"

The spear flew the arrows, and the empowering force made the hero of the sun take a step back.

Taking advantage of the opponent's empty door, the Heaven-Given Hero clutched his bow and rushed forward, the ends of the bow extending like sharp blades.

The longbow struck his opponent in the abdomen, but was blocked by his golden armor.

This gives the other party a chance to react and stab the spear down.

The Divine Hero could have dodged the blow, but just as he dodged, his body suddenly paused for a moment.

It was at this moment that the spear stabbed and destroyed his body.

………………

…………

“……”

Tick, tick, tick.

Arjuna covered his left arm, and from the deep wound that could be seen in the bone, the blood couldn't stop flowing out, and the blood that flowed quickly gathered into a small pool of blood.

Opposite him, Karna pulled his spear from the ground.

In the light of the fire, the tip of the godkiller seemed to be stained with blood.

For Arjuna, who possessed divinity, the god-killing spear was a weapon that made him extremely uncomfortable.

As long as it touches it, it is almost a bound injury, not to mention being stabbed by it now.

Arjuna's face was pale, and the wound on his left arm almost completely nullified his attack as Archer.

"I could have avoided it, if it weren't for the ...... just now"

"Is that so?"

Karna understood something, and he raised his godkiller spear and said to Arjuna, "Give up resistance, Arjuna, your defeat is a foregone conclusion. ”

"Now Lord Demon God Pillar has taken the initiative to break the contract, and now you don't have a master, and you can't get a supply of magic power."

"Can't get ...... Mana Replenishment...... Is it? ”

Arjuna pressed her teeth to endure the pain, and did not let out a single cry of pain.

"But even so, I will defeat you, Karna."

His eyes were firm, without the slightest wavering, and he had no idea of surviving since he came here.

Because he has something that he must do even if he risks his life.

"Karna ......"

Arjuna raised his right hand, and a violent magic force began to work, a precursor to the activation of the Noble Phantasm.

"No matter what, I won't let you continue to think like this, this is not the original you, not the real you."

"Ridiculous, how could your words be so ridiculous, Arjuna."

Karna also raised his spear and began to charge the Noble Phantasm.

"What do you mean by 'won't make you want to go on like this anymore', and what do you mean by 'not the real you'."

"Isn't it just what I should do to be loyal to Lord Demon God and give Him everything He wants!?"

The scorching flames spread, and the golden-colored figure rose into the air, then shone like a sun.

"The central temple has been approached by thieves, and Lord Demon God Pillar has issued an order for me to deal with you as soon as possible and return to the temple."

"Then, you, my old enemy of Karna, I will use this god-killing spear to send you on your way!"

The light of the sun shines here, and the fire of the sun burns everything here!

An unbearable heat wave hit his face, and the scorching heat made Arjuna's wounds even more uncomfortable.

Even so, the storage of Noble Phantasms has not stopped.

He doesn't intend to give up, and he never will. Now that you have lost your Master, you don't have a stable supply of mana, and if you fail once, you won't have any chance to start over.

No, even if there is a steady supply, with the power of that godkiller spear, as long as it fails, it will not have a chance to start again.

"In that case, it's time for me to show my hole cards."

Enduring the pain, Arjuna forcibly used his left hand to tear open the placket of his chest, revealing his chest wrapped in a circle of bandages, and removed the bandages on his chest, exposing the three bright red spells to the light.

This is the spell that Maqiri gave him with a treasure before he left, removing the coercion and strengthening the support to the greatest extent.

These three mantras were the last gift that Machiri gave Arjuna.

Karna was also surprised to see the spell on Arjuna's chest, but he quickly returned to normal.

"Spells? It's good as a hole card, but for me, no! ”

"It's useless or not, but it's not up to you!"

Arjuna held his right hand high, and a dark blue, black hole-like ball of light appeared in his hand.

Karna spread his arms, the standard of the sun unfolded behind him, the golden armor on his body lifted, and the godkiller spear was in full swing.

"Teach the mercy of the King of the Gods, and extinction is the stab."

"The realm of divinity expands. The space is fixed. ”

"Indra, be impressed."

"Divine Punishment Execution Deadline Set—All Confirmed."

"Burn everything."

"With the wrath of Shiva, I cut off your life here."

"Vasavi Shakti, O Wheel of the Sun, !! Vasavi Shakti"

"Hand of the God of Destruction [Pashupata] !!"

An earth-shattering duel unfolded here, and in just a moment, the crimson light of thunder obscured Arjuna's brilliance.

Below the thunder layer, the dark blue power of the God of Destruction was fiercely suppressed, and he didn't have half a minute to breathe.

The all-destroying thunder shattered the earth, and all things disappeared into it.

Arjuna gritted her teeth and insisted, and the pain coming from the wound grew bigger and bigger, like a thousand needles piercing the bones.

Even so, he still has to persevere, waiting for an opportunity, a time to fight back.

It's true that Karna has an ample supply of mana, but in reality he is limited in how much mana he can store at a time.

As long as his mana output is greater than his mana supply, then he can't do infinite mana.

What's more, he can't replenish his mana at the same time as releasing the treasure, so he only needs to wait, and when Karna's mana consumes a critical point, it's time to counterattack.

For this reason, the spell must be kept until the last moment, even if it is necessary to obtain magic power by dismantling the spirit base, and never use the spell.

The intense consumption of mana, the unbearable pain, all of this is challenging Arjuna's limits.

Does it hurt? Tired? Is it uncomfortable? Is it unbearable?

The answers to these questions are obvious, but ......

"No matter what, I'm going to win."

"Not for myself, but for you, Karna."

"Don't be manipulated anymore, don't talk like that again."

"That's not the real you."

"Don't you know? Your dignity as a hero is being trampled on! ”

"You're like a marionette, being manipulated!"

"Karna, my old enemy."

"What are you like this!!"

The devastating thunder is still being unleashed by Karna's Divine Lance.

As if there was no end in sight, under this terrifying thunder, Arjuna felt as if time had lost its meaning and could not perceive it.

But, that's not the case.

Arjuna, whose figure began to become somewhat transparent, stared at the front of the resistance of the shadow of the God of Destruction, Pashupata.

The terrifying magic collision, even if it was just the aftermath, could make Arjuna embarrassed now.

Right in the center of the collision, the magic began to wane.

Not only Arjuna's, but even the terrifying thunder light was gradually weakened due to the lack of magical power.

And this sign of weakness is exactly what Arjuna has been waiting for!

"Order me with a spell!"

At the moment the order was given, the inert magic in the spell began to activate.

"Mana restored!"

The First Spell vanished, bringing Arjuna a huge amount of magic.

"Order again: Arjuna, take the victory!"

The second spell disappeared, and the power of the Hand of God Destruction [Pashupata] was nearly doubled in an instant.

"Finally, I order: I, Arjuna, will defend the dignity of a hero for you today, Karna!"

The third spell vanished, and the terrifying power instantly overwhelmed Karna's thunder.

Arjuna leaped into the sky and rushed towards Karna with his treasure.

"Karna, wake me up!!"

Karna didn't dodge, and rushed towards the other party with a god-killing spear, sweeping away with a thunderbolt.

Then, the light of all things disappeared, and the heavens and the earth were quiet for a moment.

Immediately after, the terrifying magic that had been compressed to one point finally spread like an explosion, swallowing the figures of both sides.

Under this terrifying impact, Arjuna's body was rapidly collapsing.

In the last moments of his death, he saw the blood streaks that had disappeared from Karna's face, and without saying anything, he dissipated.

At the other end of the impact, with the disappearance of the blood streaks, Karna's spirit returned to normal.

But now, under the terrifying impact, he has no way to put on the golden armor again.

"In that case, let it dissipate."

He thought so in his mind.

"Thank you, Arjuna."

The golden particles dissolved in the bright white impact.