Tribute to the Demon King

Rather than saying that the air was frozen by the madness around him, it would be better to say that he was too comfortable and forgot to continue blowing.

A strange fragrance of flowers radiated, and an unknown breeze eroded the real world, and Zhou Yi suddenly flashed an extremely strong light.

Suddenly, an extremely strong sense of crisis came from Artoria's heart.

That is not the crisis of death... but the fear that the environment is not suitable for survival when people who do not understand water look at the ship and look in all directions in the middle of the sea.

The surrounding environment is seized and controlled by people.Can't escape, can't liberate—

"I remember you asked me if I was Merlin."

Zhou Yi, who turned into light, whispered, his voice directly sent to the heart of the King of the Wild Hunt: "Then I will give you an answer now... I am not all Merlin."

...isn't it all Merlin?

She was at a loss for the answer.

But at the next moment, everything in front of him suddenly overturned.

There is the last paradise of flowers and brocades.

The days are filled with spring sunshine and summer scents, and the nights are enveloped by autumn air and winter stars.

Wild flowers are blooming on the ground, and reptiles are swimming; in the forest, the stream is flowing, greenery is lingering, and wild animals are up and down; the water source gathers beautiful goblins, and not far away is a tower that reaches the sky slowly rotating in the air.

Even though she had never been here before, Artoria immediately understood where it was.

That is the land of everlasting spring in mythology, and it is also a small world called "Eden".

It is an ideal land that the beasts with wisdom cannot realize, let alone reach.

Its name is Avalon.The inner sea of ​​the planet—

...Why, would you come here?

"Welcome here, King of the Wild Hunt."

Just when Arturia was slightly dazed, Zhou Yi and Lin suddenly appeared in front of her.

He spoke again, with a calm tone: "Let me introduce again, 'my' name is Zhou Yi. Some people call me the Demon King, others call me the Worthy King. I am the God Slayer, the Inheritance Replicator, and the Witness to History , Guardian of Humanity—"

"—And here is the royal land that I, as a king, must protect."

Here it is, my kingdom.

He said quietly.

Chapter 180 The Power of Thousands of People

"how so……"

Under Artoria's helmet, there was a strong shake: "This is... an intrinsic barrier? Are you Caster? You still say you are not Merlin!"

"There's nothing wrong with saying that I'm Merlin... But Merlin isn't me. And let's not mention that I'm no longer a Servant. And my previous class wasn't Caster."

Standing in the sea of ​​flowers, Zhou Yi showed a ferocious shark-like smile as proof: "You may not believe me, but I am the Berserker of the last Holy Grail War."

"……What did you say?"

Artoria paused, the voice from the helmet didn't have half trust: "You are Berserker? Do you think I will believe it?"

"But that's the truth. I'm not telling lies."

Zhou Yi smiled briskly, showing a proud expression: "Besides, this is not my strength alone."

Following his words, an illusory image like a mirage gradually emerged behind him.

One, two, four, the number of images gradually increased, and it looked like an army.The color gradually became more intense, from the illusory outline to flesh and blood gradually, and then life gradually appeared on the face.

There are hunters in green cloaks, assassins with skull masks, fog men who hold a book of fairy tales in their hands but are extremely blurred, and even peasants with a simple smile on their shoulders carrying a bag of rice. A little boy of seven or eight years old...

Then there is the leisurely boy with a pistol, the mad man with dragon blood burns on his body, the white-haired hero with a golden gun, and the female warrior with two guns.There are also gloomy black-clothed monks, expressionless men in suits, red-haired puppeteers, and extremely beautiful twin girls.Rin even saw the mages he saw on the magic eye collection train not long ago.

As time went by, more and more people stood behind Zhou Yi.

hero.warrior.artisan.scholar.

Extraordinary.ordinary people.sinner.Nobody.

Standing behind Zhou Yi at this time is a whole country.

"That is--"

Arturia couldn't help holding her breath.

Behind Zhou Yi, she saw a familiar person.

"Mr. Gao Wen, Mr. Tristan, Mr. Bedivere...Mr. Lancelot, and, Mordred..."

Her body and the spear in her hand couldn't help trembling: "You guys, why..."

"Because they are my people."

Zhou Yi said calmly: "They are looking forward to my victory. And I bear their longing and bear their will."

"They put their life and soul into my hands, and I swear to keep it with all I have."

His voice shook far away, and his low-pitched announcement could be heard beyond the three mountains.