King's Feast

The high platform that Wu Zhao was standing on trembled slightly, and the endless ground beneath the high platform began to shatter in this wave of vibration.

The cracks were vertical and horizontal, and the ground collapsed in pieces, revealing the black void.

The false world is collapsing.

Gilgamesh jumped onto the high platform and landed beside Wu Zhao.

When his eyes glanced at the girl at Wu Zhao's feet indifferently, he couldn't help but frown.

——The girl has a ferocious face, but she can vaguely see the similarity between the delicate and green features and Wu Zhao.It's like a rough copy of Wu Zhao.

But it lacks the bearing that Wu Zhao possessed.

This is what so unreasonably loathes Gilgamesh—the imitation is so cheap, there is a sense of absurd comicality.

"Huh? This one?"

Sensing Gilgamesh's gaze, Wu Zhao glanced at the dead Princess Taiping with a half-smile.

"Don't worry about it, it's just an overreaching provocation, trying to confuse me with something that has long since dissipated."

Hearing Wu Zhao's comment, the already stiff corpse suddenly rolled its eyes, and the bloodshot whites "looked" at Wu Zhao.

The corpse opened its mouth, and a foul-smelling black mucus flowed out. The lips were opened and closed stiffly, and the tone was venomous.

Like a ghost urging him to die.

"Why! Mother, why did you kill me! Am I not your daughter? Just for the rights in your hands, don't you even want me?"

"If you love power, mother, why didn't you choose me? I can let your big circle last for a long time, and no one will dare to slander you by then! We two, mother and daughter, are we queens together? Okay? You really have the heart to see me being torn to pieces..."

"Pfft!"

Wu Zhao threw the corroded broken sword in his hand and nailed it directly into the open mouth of the corpse.The sharp blade passed through the brain and was firmly nailed into the high platform.

The corpse that has lost its tongue can no longer speak fully, and those accusations that are like a well-behaved daughter against a ruthless mother are all intercepted, and they can no longer spit out.

It could only keep whimpering, staring at Wu Zhao resentfully with those empty eyes without pupils.

"To shut up!"

Wu Zhao's face darkened.

"Challenge my patience again and again, but I don't have the courage to fight me upright. I only dare to hide in a rotten body and play with memory. Who gave you the courage! Who gave you the qualification!!"

"The cunning mouse in the stinking ditch is not worthy to be my enemy!"

Finally, Wu Zhao was completely angered by the reckless instigation.

The domineering and majestic aura of the emperor was shaken off, sweeping across the entire false world in an instant.

The corpses at Wu Zhao's feet wailed and screamed, lost their human form, and gradually melted into a pool of black viscous liquid.

Princess Taiping's body bears the brunt of most of Wu Zhao's anger, and quickly turns into ashes.

The Holy Grail consciousness karma can only crawl out of the body in embarrassment before Princess Taiping collapses, and curl up back to the Holy Grail itself.

"Damn Eastern Heroic Spirit! Why is this happening!"

"Don't you want love? Don't you want a noble status, don't you want rights!! Why you don't have a wish, I don't understand!"

"Obviously, as long as you make a wish to me, I will continue your empire. Why refuse me!!!"

The emperor was furious, and the world collapsed.

The last struggle of the Holy Grail consciousness turned into a reminder to kill it.

A large amount of magic power was exported from Wu Zhao's spirit base, and the golden light was as fierce as the sun.

The holy grail, whose internal space was torn apart and its power turbulent due to Gilgamesh's EX-level anti-world treasure [Heaven and Earth Obediently Leaving the Pizhixing Star], finally couldn't hold on anymore under Wu Zhao's anger. .

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

……

Numerous tiny cracking sounds were mixed with the loud noise of heaven and earth falling.

The cracks extend and stagger on the Holy Grail, and the thin and small cracks are all over the Holy Grail body.

The Holy Grail consciousness originally wanted to destroy the spirit of the heroic spirits and pollute their spiritual foundations.But he didn't expect that the heroic spirit who was swallowed into the Holy Grail by the Holy Grail consciousness had no desire to entrust it to the Holy Grail from the very beginning.

Instead, it was the Holy Grail himself who was killed by the sane heroic spirit.

In the space that is constantly collapsing and falling into the void, the angry questioning of the Holy Grail consciousness echoes everywhere.

"Crack-!"

Finally, after a crisp sound that traversed the world, a faint ray of light projected into the space that was constantly crashing.

False spaces create gaps.

A gateway to the real world is opened.

Wu Zhao raised his head, his bright eyes were as firm as ever, and he took the lead towards the light.

"I don't have a wish that needs to be fulfilled through filth."

"Leave it to you? Oh, that is an out-and-out insult to me."

"What I want, I will achieve by myself!"

——Because I am Wu Zhao, the emperor of Tang Dynasty.

Behind her, a group of fierce ghosts rang, and the viscous black liquid collapsed like a rock stream rushing towards her.

Wu Zhao didn't look back.

The moment she finally stepped out of the Holy Grail, the Holy Grail finally couldn't support the whole and shattered.

The black liquid broke loose and poured out of the Holy Grail.

The heavy and smelly black mud poured down from the sky, and the moment it touched the real object, it crushed the castle and destroyed the trees.

The filthy power clamored for the anger that Wu Zhao and Gilgamesh despised. Wherever it passed, black and red flames burned everywhere.

Gilgamesh, who was one step behind Wu Zhao, escaped from the Holy Grail, and the golden armor was inevitably splashed with black liquid.

This discovery made Gilgamesh furious.

But just as Gilgamesh was about to get angry, he noticed Wu Zhao standing beside him fluctuating violently.

Following Wu Zhao's line of sight, Gilgamesh's pupils shrank.

— This is a scene from hell.

The black liquid poured from the Holy Grail behind them and poured over the land, devouring everything it encountered.

The black liquid that was rapidly advancing outward had swallowed the entire mountain forest in just a short time, and continued to move towards the surrounding area.

But they were all blocked on a certain boundary line.

The black liquor churned, and the waves rose.

But he could only roar and hit the boundary, unable to move forward any further.

Gilgamesh stared seriously into the distance, and finally saw the true face of the boundary.

—Where is the magic barrier he thought of, it is clearly an indestructible heroic barrier formed by the bodies of millions of soldiers.

The inherent enchantment that empowered Wu Zhao before he was swallowed into the Holy Grail is still obeying the emperor's order.

Millions of soldiers screamed and held up the shields in their hands, burning their spiritual bases and magic power, and always stood still, not allowing the black liquid to push forward any further, and not allowing the front line to retreat an inch.

Under the corrosion of the filthy atmosphere, the fire burned on the bodies of the soldiers at the front.They spoke not a word, holding their shields aloft until the moment they were burned to ashes.

After they turned into a wisp of ashes and were blown away in the wind, the next wave of soldiers immediately filled up with their bodies and took over the work as a barrier.

Not a single soldier retreated.

Not a single soldier escaped.

The soldiers who couldn't use their own power to destroy the black liquid could only use the only method they could use.

——Use your own life to turn it into a barrier to protect the people.

Unless they fight to the last man and shed the last drop of blood, they will never give up!

For the people behind him, for the prosperous Tang Dynasty, for their emperor.

【Prosperous Chang'an】

It is a common prosperity for tens of thousands of subjects and soldiers!

"laugh!"

Gilgamesh stared intently for a long time before turning his eyes elsewhere.

"It's just a foolish death! Whether it's combat power or attributes, the inherent barrier can't restrain these filthy forces. Even if they charge up again and again, they can barely delay time."

"But they won't lose."

Wu Zhao was also watching her soldiers.

She turned to look at Gilgamesh: "O hero king of Uruk, my soldiers will not lose."

"They won't take half a step back, because standing behind them are the citizens of Chang'an and Fuyuki City."

"They will not lose, because I am standing here. Because they firmly believe that I will win any victory. As long as I am here, they are a victorious army."

Under the moonlight, Wu Zhao's smile was proud and confident.

Gilgamesh held his breath for a moment and couldn't move his eyes.

"Pfft!"

At this moment, the Holy Grail had another abnormality.

Wu Zhao immediately looked back vigilantly.

It happened to meet the eyes of King Arthur who raised his head.

Wu Zhao frowned, silently puzzled.

——King Arthur looked extremely tired, and even his emerald green eyes, which were always full of vitality, were now dimmed.It's like gaining and losing after a frenzied pursuit of something.

The huge gap caused her mental state to drop to the bottom, and it even gave people the illusion that as long as she was hit a little more now, she would immediately collapse.

"King Arthur?" Wu Zhao called softly.

King Arthur, who heard the voice, turned his head to look at the source of the sound, but his eyes were a little blank.

Gilgamesh saw the reason before Wu Zhao: "I was tricked several times by that stupid and dirty thing in the Holy Grail, using old memories. Just now I saw that Wu Zhao, you were also deceived by that thing. It's a trick. So it's also using King Arthur's memory."

"But King Arthur is different from this king—this naive and holy over-the-top King of Britain, but he wants to pin his wishes on the Holy Grail..."

The probing eyes fell on King Arthur, and Gilgamesh's ruby ​​eyes were full of interest and curiosity.

Hearing the word 'wish', King Arthur clenched the sword in his blood-stained hand, and his emerald green eyes became clear.

She stared blankly at Wu Zhao, and the next moment, a tear fell from the corner of her eye.

"My Britannia..."

"My empire, my people... once again I have let them down."

The young king repressed her own human nature and carried all the heavy wishes on her back, preferring to walk alone with her burdens rather than disappoint her people.

Such a king, even tears are restrained and silent.

The collapse was silent, and she didn't want anyone to see her embarrassed side, blaspheming the British name.

"Why...why tear my world apart! Why hinder my choice!"

King Arthur suppressed his anger and growled at Wu Zhao with tears in his eyes.

"Obviously this time, the sword in the stone did not choose me, Britain finally found a wise king! Obviously this time, obviously this time, my wish can finally come true..."

"why……"

King Arthur's eyes were full of despair. When he looked at Wu Zhao, he was obviously angry, but with a deep sense of powerlessness.

Her wish passed her by.

Wu Zhao just looked at King Arthur quietly for a long time before speaking.

"Because it's false."

"King Arthur, your choice was made thousands of years ago."

The author has something to say: I want to ask the cuties, do you want to see the Hall of All Souls?If you want to write a separate episode, if you don't want to, you won't write it.

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