"How could this happen?!"
Mo Shuying was utterly speechless; events had unfolded completely beyond his expectations.
Beneath his feet, the platform was cracking. Although the main body of the Holy Lance remained indestructible, the attached structures were collapsing. If left unchecked, allowing the Holy Lance to ascend into the heavens, everyone would be doomed!
And it wasn't just the Holy Lance tower; the descending Demon God Pillars were constantly extending tentacles into the ground, unleashing a barrage of attacks. Camelot on the ground was already riddled with holes.
With the outside world continuously collapsing and shrinking, the Demon God Pillars destroying everything within, and the Holy Lance tower rising into the sky to escape, it seemed all bad things were happening at once.
"Ahhhhhhh!!!"
There was one good thing, though.
Agravain screamed, his body, which had been binding the tower, shattering section by section, like lifeless charcoal.
Only a semi-human-sized piece of flesh was still pulsating, breaking free from the charred body.
Agravain emerged halfway from it, black energy appearing in his hand. This was the source of Mad Enhancement's power, capable of transforming into a Demon God Pillar's strength.
"Hahaha! It's ascending! No one can stop His Majesty the Lion King's plan now! Hahaha! The eternal tower! Your Majesty the Lion King! This time! Agravain has done it!!"
Agravain roared with laughter. He didn't notice a golden light rapidly approaching! Immediately after, a golden spear pierced through his body!
"Pfft!"
"Ah!"
Agravain shrieked, looking at Karna, who held the spear's shaft, a grotesque smile on his face.
"It's useless. The descent of the Demon God Pillars won't end with my death. Only destruction awaits you. Finally... let this carnival grow even more intense!"
With that, Agravain crushed the black power in his hand. This black power scattered and drifted towards the coalesced Demon God Pillars in the sky, while Agravain himself crumbled into scorched earth.
"Roar!"
The Demon God Pillars, infused with the black power, each radiated a violent aura. At this moment, the Demon God Pillars also transformed into Berserkers, destroying the world with even greater ferocity.
*Boom boom boom boom boom!*
Black tentacles now covered the sky, and beams of light shot out indiscriminately. From time to time, a light beam would strike the ascending Holy Lance tower.
Although the Holy Lance continued to rise unaffected, the structures covering it were collapsing.
"Quick, quick, quick! Get onto the platform!"
Mash, at the rear of the team, directed everyone to rush towards the tower platform; there was still a sliver of hope there.
"Look out!"
Just then, a beam of light roared towards them. Mash quickly stepped forward, raising her shield to block the attack!
*Boom!*
Although the attack was blocked, the ground beneath Mash's feet collapsed. Mash's expression froze, and she plunged downward!
"Mash!"
Fujimaru Ritsuka rushed forward without a second thought, wanting to jump out and rescue her, but just as they started to move, a large hand held them back. Immediately after, a purple figure shot downwards!
"Lancelot!"
Mordred, in the middle of the group, shouted.
Lancelot, flying down, had blood at the corner of his mouth; the wound on his chest was already fatal. He unleashed all his strength, reached Mash, grabbed her hand, and then spun around, swinging her violently!
"Father!"
"I told you not to..."
Mash was thrown back, but Lancelot fell.
Lancelot, in mid-air, showed a faint, contented smile, then vanished into a golden light in the sky.
*Thump!*
Mash slammed heavily back into the tower corridor. By the time she scrambled to the edge, Lancelot was no longer in sight.
Fujimaru Ritsuka ran over and grabbed Mash's hand, their eyes resolute. There was no use in saying anything now; they had to act, to let Lancelot rest in peace!
*Rumble!*
The tower continued to collapse.
"Let's go!"
Fujimaru Ritsuka pulled Mash, urging everyone to pass through the gate and onto the platform.
On the platform, the two kings were still locked in battle, with various light beams exploding everywhere. The danger was no less than below!
Mo Shuying saw them ascend, then turned to look around. They were almost touching the clouds!
Although the Demon God Pillars' tentacles tried to approach and stop them, none succeeded. Beams of light shot out, blasting apart all approaching tentacles!
"If this keeps up, it'll all be over!"
Mo Shuying gritted his teeth. He turned to face the two kings who were still blasting each other, then, clenching his jaw, he directly switched his Class Card and shouted!
"Stop! Both of you, stop fighting!"
Mo Shuying was enveloped in a golden glow, transforming into the King of Knights wielding the Golden Sword! A Wind King Hammer swept across the battlefield, bringing both kings to a halt.
"Knight! You!"
"Stop talking! Can't you see the Holy Lance rising beneath our feet? Stop it quickly! I don't want to be an astronaut!"
Mo Shuying interrupted Artoria, making her pout.
But she also noticed something was wrong around them; it truly seemed they were about to ascend into the sky.
"Ascending beyond the world, that was always my plan. However, the Holy Lance's ascent isn't unstoppable. The projections of the Holy Lance in our hands are the keys. Naturally, I won't use mine, and you, once you use yours and no longer have the Holy Lance, you won't be my match either. It seems this time, I have won."
The Lion King spoke with extreme calmness, appearing utterly confident, as if her victory was already assured. But the very next second—
*CRASH!*
Artoria plunged the Holy Lance she held directly into the ground. Instantly, circuit-like lines of light connected to the main body of the Holy Lance beneath her feet. The ascending Holy Lance gradually slowed, eventually coming to a complete stop.
"You!"
The Lion King's expression flickered. She didn't understand why Artoria would struggle when she knew she would lose.
But immediately after, she saw Artoria pull out the Holy Sword. The Holy Sword's radiance made her head ache, as if recalling a very distant memory.
"You! How can this sword be here!?"
Confused, the Lion King couldn't help but tighten her reins, causing the white horse to become agitated.
"Excalibur, the Sword of Promised Victory. This is the most loyal testament, returned to me by a knight who wandered for fifteen hundred years. You may not remember his name, but I will tell you his name! This knight's name is!
Bedivere!"
Artoria loudly called out Bedivere's name, urging Lamrei to charge towards the Lion King. The Sword of Promised Victory slashed at the Lion King, but the Lion King didn't dodge or evade. Instead, she reached out and grabbed the blade!
*CLANG!*
The Sword of Promised Victory made contact with the Lion King's gauntlet, failing to pierce her armor. However, this was also part of Artoria's plan.
"This sword was originally yours."
This sword, to be precise, belonged to the Lion King, but Artoria had intercepted it halfway, completing its redemption first.
And at this moment, as the Lion King touched the Holy Sword, distant memories flooded her mind. The image of her most loyal knight gradually became clear in her thoughts.
"Bedivere…"
The Lion King's eyes slowly changed. She released the Holy Lance in her hand. The moment the obsession in her heart was unbound, the entire world seemed to quiet.
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