Chapter Eighty-Nine: The King's Death

Artoria's gaze was fixed on the intersection of the three deep ravines.

Although according to the result she expected, there was no chance that the other party would survive, but there was an accident in everything, and it was this accident that Artoria was afraid of now.

Panting heavily, Artoria regained her strength while quietly waiting for the result.

But the exhaustion of her body did not stop for a moment, impacting her brain, making her less and less sensitive to her surroundings, and making her more and more confused.

Half-conscious, Artoria felt as if she heard someone shouting to her, but she couldn't hear what she was shouting.

Just as she was about to fall headlong, a sudden crisis appeared, like an electric current running down her spine and into her brain.

Artoria desperately tried to open her eyelids, which were heavier than lead, but before she could see them, a huge impact was applied to her face.

"Bastard!"

The two knights, who were tired of lying not far away, shouted unwillingly, they had tried their best to call out to their king, but they could only see the enemy walking over and hurting their king with red eyes.

Artoria, who was knocked away by that punch, also cleared her mind a little with this punch, and she tried to raise her head to see her enemy.

Then she saw Matthew, scarred from top to bottom.

The armor of his whole body had been shattered, and his flesh exposed to the air was also badly burned by the light of the holy sword, his hair was burned out, one of his eyes was blind, and the other was on the verge of blindness.

Even if she was injured like this, Matthew still had the strength to punch her away.

"How...... Probably ......"

Artoria couldn't figure out how Matthew had survived their onslaught.

Under the hostile gaze of the Knight King, Matthew walked up to her side and paused abruptly, then she reached out to her chest with her left hand, and a chalice appeared in her hand.

"It's actually the Holy Grail!"

After taking out the Holy Grail, Matthew threw it to the earth without a second thought, and the Holy Grail that fell on the ground was swallowed up and disappeared to the ground.

Then the vibration from the direction of Xindu in the distance became even stronger, and the two streamers in the air, one gold and one silver, which were originally fighting with the opponent, were suddenly suppressed.

The golden one is quite easy, and the silver one has been driven around.

After throwing away the Holy Grail, Matthew shook her right hand, and a hideous shield appeared in her hand.

Then she raised the shield in her hand and aimed the lower tip of the shield at Artoria and smashed it down.

Click.

"Woooooooooooo

The tip of the shield shattered Artoria's left arm joint, pinning her to the ground.

If it was just a joint that was smashed, Artoria still had the will to endure the pain, but the pain that followed directly broke her will.

After destroying Artoria's body with his shield, Matthew didn't raise his shield to strike again, but just stopped there.

It's not that Matthew is powerless to continue attacking, but it's ......

Artoria felt that the magic in her body was draining, the blood in her body was being sucked away, and at the same time, the pain of her heart appeared all over her body.

"Uhhhh

Unspeakable pain, unbearable pain, unbearable pain, unacceptable pain, unpleasant pain......

Before that, Artoria really couldn't imagine a pain...... It's so terrifying.

"Ahhh!!h

The veins on her forehead burst out, the blood was sucked away, the magic was devoured, and endless pain began to torment her.

After absorbing Artoria's magic and blood, Matthew's injuries began to recover.

The hair grew back, the eyes saw again, the dead rotten flesh fell off, and the new flesh quickly grew back.

Artoria is a very willed person, she can endure pain beyond the reach of ordinary people, but this time she meets Matthew.

It can endure pain, but there is a limit to it. Then, as long as the pain caused exceeds this limit, even King Arthur will be powerless to resist.

And it's not hard to do this by using Primates Murder CathPalug.

Define the pain that the object of comparison is inflicted by herself, and the limit of pain that Artoria can tolerate, and set herself to be greater than the other person, and that's fine, as she had done before, but the object of comparison was different.

But there is a limit to this comparison, and as long as it is exceeded, Matthew's body will be destroyed by the power brought by this treasure.

At the same time, prolonged use can also put a huge burden on Matthew's body.

Because this power does not belong to her, it is what she snatched.

"Woo woo woo !!"

In the pain of surpassing her limits, Artoria struggled to open her eyes.

In the only remaining consciousness tormented by pain, she clearly realized that she could not continue like this.

Matthew is devouring her magic, and she is connected to the Great Grail, which means that Matthew is using her as a transit point to get her magic from the Great Grail.

This is absolutely not a no-no.

"Therefore...... I have to ......"

In pain, Artoria grasped the sword and aimed it at her left arm.

This is not an action ordered by the brain, it is the subconscious behavior of Artoria's body after realizing this fact.

After the pain reaches a certain value, the person does not feel the pain, so ......

Cut it off.

Poof.

The sharp sword severed Artoria's left arm entirely, and she quickly rolled on the ground away from Mathew as she escaped control.

Finely crushed earth and stones had mixed into her wounds, but she didn't care about them anymore.

Sensing Artoria's escape, Matthew kicked her in the back before immediately raising his shield to chase her down.

"Don't think about it!"

Lying on the ground, Lancelot, who had regained some strength and spirit, immediately stood up and took his sword at Mathieu to cover Artoria.

Matthew turned his head to look at Lancelot, and after judging that he was more of a threat at this point, he turned to attack Lancelot.

After the distance between the two sides approached a limit, Matthew took the lead in slashing out the shield in his hand as a large sword, and Lancelot responded with a decisive sword.

Clang.

The crisp sound of metal collision sounded, and Lancelot retreated again and again, but did not fall, the opponent's strength was weakened a lot, and he could fight!

Fighting mentally and driving his body, Lancelot is approaching his limits step by step.

On the other side, Artoria was lying on the ground weakly, her spirit core (heart) had been shattered by Matthew's kick just now, and it was about to dissipate.

A lot of blood in the body was also sucked away, and the wound of that size no longer bled anymore.

But Artoria didn't want to dissipate like that, she knew full well that she still had an oath to keep and that her enemies had not yet been defeated.

With a will as strong as a mountain, Artoria used the last of her strength to take out the chalice fragment that Medea had given her.

Place it on your chest and silently call out to a knight in your heart.

Clang.

After the seventeenth encounter, Lancelot was knocked to the ground by Matthew, and the tip of the shield pierced his body, beginning to absorb blood and magic from him.

Gawain tries to come to the rescue, but Matthew picks up Lancelot with his shield and throws him out and knocks the knight away.

Matthew walked in their direction, ready to mend the knife.

At this moment, a light summoned by the Heroic Spirit shone on the battlefield.