I have become stronger, but also shorter [comprehensive]

- "Deification".

When this word is uttered from someone else's mouth, just hearing it makes some kind of abnormality that seems to have been restlessly accumulated in the heart appear again.

This is certainly not an illusion.

Eric was completely sure that when he saw Yingying's lonely and divine blond goddess, his emotions were mixed for an instant, and the hatred that emerged from it came from this word.

Hate and disgust to the point where there is only a slight hint of disgust, and you can't help but feel disgusted to the point of trembling all over your body.The reason for this effect is still unknown.

But, just know "this".

He hated that word so much.

Even deeper than the former is the symbol behind the words—God?Is this the thing that feels more uncomfortable to say?

"I can't delay, I don't want to use it for a second."

"I don't know why, but in the face of this situation, as long as I follow my heart - just finish the only thing I want to do now."

The words from the boy's mouth sounded as calm as a lake.

It's nothing, it's like he's just emphasizing it to himself again.

The purpose is to ignite the kind of fire that has been burning in the heart, and then explode vigorously, so that the whole body is filled with this power called anger.

How sonorous and roaring the outside world was, and how indifferent the silver-haired boy was highlighted, forming a stark contrast.

Storm—the Holy Spear that was shining with white light seemed to contain a powerful force that raged like a violent storm.

I do not know why it survived, but the holy city of Camelot, which was silent and quiet without anyone, was swept away by the long-lost noise today.

The sky was covered with dark clouds, and silver cold lightning flashed between the clouds from time to time.

The strong wind criss-crossed the delicate buildings, but only uprooted the fragile flowers on the roadside.

At the beginning, the storm was only accumulating in the sky, and hadn't released its real power yet.

The vortex that caused this was still confined within the palace, and only a few aftermaths leaked out, causing such a momentum to shake the world.

Jin, who came out of the palace, was still on the street. He heard thunder first, and then looked up.

Although his expression didn't change drastically, and he didn't feel the slightest bit of fear, there was obviously a little bit of surprise in the man's eyes.

"I have withdrawn so far, but the result is still not enough? Oh, it really is the household chores of an extraordinary person, and it is so exaggerated when I just started..."

Shaking his head, Jin withdrew the idea of ​​just looking around in the street.

Although he was already quite a distance away from the palace at the center of the storm, the man with keen intuition still chose to retreat further to the periphery, exactly the same decisively as when he left not long ago, without any hesitation.

Ask him if he is too cautious?

Of course not.

"I was forced to take a bath just once."

After muttering something like this in a low voice, Jin who quickly rushed to the edge of the independent space behind the "door" stopped and looked up again.

The cold "rain" just fell on his face at this moment.

Thunderclouds were gathering, and there was no sign of rain, at least for now.

and so.

This drop of dew that falls on the earth is not rain.

*****

What came down in the world was the goddess of storm holding the spear of doom.

Ah, to be precise, she is not yet a perfect goddess.

There is still a faint trace of humanity in the godhead transformed from the king of men, which is equivalent to the existence of a small part named "Artoria Pendragon" in the goddess' body.

Although the "weak" here is indeed a completely appropriate description, without the slightest exaggeration.

After losing the holy sword, her suppressed body began to grow normally. Today's "goddess" maintains the slender figure of an adult woman, and her appearance is also matured from that of a girl.

Coupled with the intensified progress of deification, after thousands of years, the absolutely rational eyes are like embellishments of time.

"Goddess" is already extremely close to the step of "perfection".

She is no longer resentful or unwilling, and is no longer dominated by any ups and downs of emotions. She just wanders in the world peacefully, waiting for a destined call someday in the future.

——If it wasn't for a sudden one day, I saw a strange human being.

She may never have the chance to realize...

【What I forgot and what I lost. 】

From the moment we first met, until now, that human being looked at her with the same eyes.

There is no proper reverence for the "god," perhaps no respect alone—and there can be none.

"Impossible" came to her mind inexplicably when she met those eyes that seemed to have their own heat, which made people feel hot when touched.

The "goddess" has not felt doubts for countless years, but at this moment, she felt a little indifferently puzzled that she would acquiesce that humans would never respect her.

It is an act of disrespect to have a pair of eyes that look directly at the gods without any taboo, and are still so fierce.

She did not recall ever seeing this human being.

She remembered Merlin, and remembered the entire journey from a young girl to a king, but she had no impression of the human being who walked with Merlin.

but.

but.

How should I explain the vague headache and the short-term trance that would appear if I was not a "god" in front of me.

The strong wind blew away the black clouds abruptly, but the thunder and lightning hidden among the clouds did not weaken their momentum.

The horrifying lightning twists and turns like a snake, showing that the broken world will be broken, and the grandeur of the ten thousand thunder snakes will fall.

The blond goddess was supported by her mount, her crimson cloak swishing behind her.

The Holy Lance was lifted from her hands without a doubt.

Gathering the power to destroy the world, the light that is about to fall is enough to sweep the earth away. It is like a punishment from heaven, and no mortal can match it.

Even heroic spirits at the level of "legendary" must carefully retreat in the face of the power of the Holy Lance.

Yes.

Retreating from death and revering gods should be common sense.

How many people can go beyond "common sense"?

Like a drop of water in a lake, a grass in a forest, it is extremely rare to find such a unique person among the crowd.

Its uniqueness lies not only in not being afraid of life and death and the so-called destiny, but also taking a step further.

"The unknown human being, what is it that drives you to cross the limits of human beings and insist on coming to me."

The blond goddess didn't need to say much, but it was very strange, so she still asked.

Doubt is to dismantle all the ripples that slowly float up like tiny bubbles—and then reunite to maintain the surface calm.

She saw that the human being resisted the rage, smashed the thundercloud with a wave of his hand, and raised his head again, all the background around him was not as clear as his face that was wet with rain and dew after he broke through the wind and rain.

When all the moisture evaporated, his brows should be more desolate than frost.

……

Therefore, it is why there is a different scene from the "original".

The temperature of that human being is hotter than any character the "goddess" has ever seen.

The place of human beings is not the cold ice and snow.

His persistence, as well as the "calling" emanating from the scorching golden pupils, have become "fire".

seem……

The bitterness gushing from the bottom of my heart reached my eyes almost instantly.

Ah, is that so?

In the middle of the hazy black screen, a gap seemed to be quietly opened.

Light shines in from behind the black curtain, even if it only dispels a little shadow, it can be called an extremely difficult progress.

"Goddess" suddenly remembered.

At some point in the past, in a place that had long been lost, she had seen the same look in her eyes that matched it.

Perhaps, the owner of those two gazes is also the same person.

That unique and uncommon existence burns brightly and burns brightly.

The light from the two eyes was released to the surroundings, and they were draped in front of the goddess whose whole body was frozen in ice and snow... no, the girl.

Feel the warmth.

So, the "Goddess" asked again:

"Who are you?"

"I'm just a nosy..."

Suddenly stopped, I don't know how many thoughts flashed in my mind, after a long time, the boy who had no hesitation tore the dark sky and froze the thunderstorm, spoke again:

"Forget it, although I don't want to."

"I am your brother."

he said.

"Promise to protect you from wind and rain, indulge your willfulness, and teach you severely when you go astray-but in fact, you are useless brother."

"It's only now to complete the agreement, sorry."

He stretched out his hand without hesitation to the "Goddess" whose expression was still indifferent, but his own face was reflected in his eyes.

- Crack!

that gun.

"...!"

The "Goddess"'s hand suddenly became empty.

It's not that she didn't hold it tightly, the magic power attached to the holy gun was not enough.

It was the moment when her spirit was violently impacted by words, golden eyes, and broken humanity, and a gap of relaxation appeared.

Merlin made a move silently.

The holy spear broke away from the palm of the "Goddess", and the white light did not disperse, as if it was about to bombard the ground with all its strength.

Fortunately, before that.

The boy caught it firmly.