lost narrative poem

Chapter 696 Return of the Holy Sword!Turn defeat into victory?
A scene similar to that presented by "Inherent Barrier" or "God's Domain" is that at an altitude of tens of thousands of meters, the vast sea of ​​clouds has turned into a terrifying battlefield.

The storm that engulfed everything was raging like raging waves, violent winds swept across and wreaked havoc, and violent thunder exploded in the waves at the end!

The light and heat of the Noble Phantasm shattered like a torrential rain...

The brilliance of the Holy Lance shines through everything...

A stern yet gorgeous slash swept across the entire space...

A burst of huge air waves visible to the naked eye bloomed, and the high-pressure air wall spread at high altitude like a nuclear explosion shock wave, impacting away with terrifying momentum and speed, annihilating and dispersing the raging sea of ​​clouds and storms in pieces. Not too big, the void will be filled with new clouds, mist, storms and thunder in an instant...

But it can be seen from this that this life-sacrificing battle is so fierce that it is on the verge of breaking out, and once it starts, it will directly enter the white-hot stage.

But it's also very short--

In less than a minute, everyone in Chaldea was completely suppressed by the storm king's stormy attack, and they didn't even have a chance to breathe, because the power of the Holy Lance was too powerful, and the power beyond the almighty God's Domain was too strong. too scary...

What's more, because of the master's resident infinite magic power buff, Artoria's hole cards are also unimaginable for this group of people.She is always in a full state like locking red and blue. Under the overly powerful demon offering, all the ability parameters have reached unprecedented peaks.

So this is not an enemy that regular servants can deal with at all. Even if the power of the Holy Lance is not fully charged to 100% and releases magic power, it does not need to run at full power at all. As long as it is hit by a normal one, it will be heavy To beyond imagination, like a rocket recoil.

After pushing everyone away again, the King of Knights "finally" seized the gap, and no one could stop her.

"careful!"

Scathach has tried his best to throw the two scarlet magic guns one after another, but it is still too late. The spiral of death has only just taken shape, and it makes a mournful howl. The next second is before the dancing storm, and nothing can be done It has turned into fly ash!
It's just because at this moment, the slender blond girl who overwhelmed everyone breathlessly swung the radiant holy spear in her hand!
In an instant, everyone felt that the sky... was shattered.

The world was silent, and time stood still at this moment.

The eternal storm is blown away by a bigger storm, and the majestic huge cloud wall collides in this frenzy until it is fragmented and disintegrated. , Destroy everything in front of you like destroying everything!
It seemed that the whole world was crying out in pain.

Fujimaru Tachika's pupils clearly reflected the steel-like wind pressure that was coming towards his face, and his brain was blank, and he couldn't think about anything, only the deep despair that instinctively emerged from the depths of his soul remained. Occupies all thoughts.

However, the frenzy of destruction did not reach her, nor did it reach anyone else.

"This is my hometown that heals all wounds and all grievances——show up! The ideal city that is far away!!"

Accompanied by the chanting of the incantation, the glow of magic power blooms, the magic barrier unfolds, the outline of the city wall of the chalk city is outlined, and it emerges continuously in the void, like an indestructible towering mountain, blocking the oncoming madness Hong Feng!
In the midst of the storm, at some point, a thin figure stood quietly, firmly holding on to the large cross shield, and stood firm in front of everyone!

The huge torrent storm failed to directly crush and destroy it. Instead, it was split into two by it. Unwillingly, it was divided into left and right parts, whistling and passing towards both sides!

"Woo... woo, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...!"

At the last moment, the shield-wielding girl who happened to catch up dangerously let out a low growl of pain, her arms trembled, and her body began to retreat uncontrollably.

"Interesting... just how long can your slender arms support the city of chalk?"

Artoria, who called for the endless storm, felt a little relieved. It seemed that everything was going smoothly, but on the surface, she was still reading the lines indifferently.

The Holy Lance and the Holy Sword have different focuses, and their strength does not lie in the burst, nor in the instantaneous output.After all, its positioning is an anchor, so its power lies in continuously summoning storms and engulfing everything. Even if the enemy can resist for a while, it will be difficult to resist for a lifetime.

"Mashu!" Fujimaru Tateka reacted immediately, stumbling against the wind pressure and was about to rush towards Mashu.

"Don't! Don't go there... It's unbearable with a human body. Although I understand your feelings, please stay here." The strong arm grabbed the girl in time, and Bedivere said in a hurry, "Let me Just come... Please give me a fourth chance!"

"Lord Bedwell..."

Fujimaru Tachika stared at him blankly, not knowing what the other party wanted to do.

"Lixiang... let him go! This is our last chance!" Da Vinci propped up the magic barrier to resist the impact of the hurricane, and shouted loudly.

Bedivere nodded to the two, and walked towards the girl with the shield step by step with difficulty. This was the opportunity he was waiting for: "Your Excellency Matthew, do you know what to do?"

"...Yes, yes, I will support you with all my strength!" The girl shouted loudly. On the way she rushed over, she had already heard the final plan from the assassin. This was her only hope.

"That's good...Your Majesty Mash, this shield will never collapse. The city of chalk will change according to the owner's heart, but if there is no confusion in your heart, its main gate will never collapse. "Bedwell smiled with difficulty, giving the girl the last instruction.

He came to Matthew's side, supported the shield with the latter, tried his best to push forward step by step under the impact of the storm, trying to get close to the Knight King at the source of the storm.

This is the last hope--

When the king released the holy spear, as long as he could block the storm, then during this stalemate, it was his only chance to get close to the king and return the holy sword...

"Who... are you... It seems that you should also be a knight..."

Artoria felt sorry for her knight very much, but she could only continue to maintain her role with a stiff face.

Returning the holy sword is Bedivere's long-cherished wish and obsession in this world line, and it is also the only way for him to redeem himself. If you really want to do him good, let him complete all this, put down his obsession and leave... instead of Like Lancelot and the others—

Live the rest of your life with regrets, and after death, you will also be unable to escape in the abyss of madness, and there will never be peace.

"It's impossible for you not to know him, King Arthur! This is Bedivere..." Matthew said with difficulty. Although he knew the reason, he still felt sad.

When the king failed to return the holy sword, she became an undead who wandered around the earth and failed to die. Because of her obsession and oath during her lifetime, she instinctively restored the glory of Camelot. Continuing the glory of Britain...

And the knight who failed to return the holy sword three times was also forgotten by the king. She did not usher in the end, and even denied the end. Then Bedivere, the last knight who represented the witness of the king's death in the legend, Naturally, it was also denied.

"Bedwell..."

Artoria murmured to herself, but inevitably she was a little shaken, and her eyes also changed a little.

However, this point does not make people feel that there is anything wrong. On the contrary, they think that this is indeed the key to breaking the game. The appearance of Bedivere has caused some changes in the dehumanized, god-Knight King who is like the incarnation of the holy spear. Perhaps it can really To regain her lost humanity.

"I think so, the king must not remember me... because I committed a crime, a crime that is too stupid..."

As if out of fear and pain, Bedivere moved forward step by step, approaching the King of Knights, suppressing some emotions, and said in a low voice.

"In that forest, I hesitated about your order. If you return the holy sword to the lake, you will really die... I was afraid that this would happen, so I failed to return the holy sword even for the third time. sword."

"When I returned to the forest, the king had disappeared... Later I found out that because the holy sword was not returned, the king couldn't even beg for death, so he picked up the holy gun that was left by his side and became a ghost of the world. king."

"...For the sake of atonement, I have been looking for you...I have been looking for that figure that does not exist at all, until now, I finally have this last chance..."

"..."

"..."

Artoria hesitated for a moment, not knowing what to do in response.

At this time, Bedivere and Matthew finally supported the shield and came to her step by step, and his body began to disintegrate gradually, as if it was a weathered rock and soil clod that was blown by a storm. Bit by bit, it disintegrates and collapses.

"My king, my master... Now I can finally... return this sword." Holding his silver arm tightly, the knight shed tears of joy.

"I... Sir Bedivere, you... don't use that! If you use it, you will..."

Artoria was already stunned, why did Sir Bedivere's body start to disintegrate?
She obviously didn't say this, what did the Master hide from herself... At a loss, she was shocked and anxious, but she couldn't stop immediately, she could only watch helplessly as the tearful knight launched his attack amidst the light. The magic attached to that arm.

"..."

"..."

The silver arm melted, and the golden holy sword revealed its true face, floating quietly in front of the King of Knights.

In the end, the most outstanding loyal knight lost his connection with the world in tears of joy, and his figure completely disappeared.

"I'm sorry that I let you bear that dark age alone, and you are the only one who failed to experience the glory of the round table..."

"On behalf of the Knights of the Round Table, I would like to thank you...you... are our shining star..."

Only the imperceptible whisper, in the aftermath of the storm that is rapidly subsiding and stopping, turned into thousands of winds in an instant, drifting away without a trace.

"..."

"..."

Although Arturia had forced to stop the process of liberating the power of the Holy Lance when she just subconsciously felt that something was wrong, but until now, the storm has completely ended, and the huge noise that seemed to tear apart the planet has completely stopped.

She stretched out her hand blankly, but failed to touch her knight at the last moment, and Bedivere's figure had disappeared.

"...Mr. Bedivere, destroy. Confirm the return of the holy sword." Matthew, who survived the catastrophe, also stared blankly, muttering to himself.

Perhaps because the process of conceptual liberation was completely terminated, the surrounding scenes also returned to the original space of the domed hall on the top of the tower after a while, as if nothing had changed, the tower remained the same. Standing cold.

And the "Pillar of Light" that was restrained in the center is still the same, as if nothing happened...

If not, there is one less person at the scene.

"Is the matter... solved?" Fujimaru Tachika's eyes were blank. She had just met other people not long ago, and she didn't know their current situation. Naturally, she didn't know what this final plan was all about.

Although she escaped, she didn't feel any joy at all. This test ended in such a way, ending with Bedivere's sacrifice...

"This is it!"

In contrast, Scathach's actions were faster. She knew that Bedivere's sacrifice could not be wasted, so she launched a surprise attack the moment she returned, turning the red magic spear into an extinct stab, It roared and hit the platform in the center of the hall!

Disintegrate the magic power of the holy gun!
Reclaim the Holy Grail!

Success or failure is here!
The current status of the King of Knights has undergone drastic changes, and the magician probably did not expect that he and others would suddenly return to this space from the "End of the World" domain, and it is very likely that he is teasing the Crown Assassin without much precaution... …

Victory is set!

(End of this chapter)