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When the group saw this ray of light, Lancelot immediately dismounted and stood up, speaking to the sword.

"My lord, the 'Last Appearance King'. Although I don't think so, but..."

Lancelot's honey-colored hair fluttered in the wind with a distressed expression.

"Have you forgotten my face?"

"No..." A thin figure suddenly appeared beside the divine sword.

The hair is long and pale. He is a handsome young man with a handsome face. However, what was engraved on the upright beauty like rust was the toughness of the battle and the irreversible exhaustion. Wrapped around the body is a blue hoodie and slender trousers, as well as a pure white cape.

He slowly—as if he was touching something disgusting, as if an ordinary person had to grab the stool with his hands. He slowly grasped the hilt of the divine sword.

"Of course I do, Hippolyta, the knight of the spear. There is still a day when I will meet you again... Fate is unpredictable.""

"It's been a long time. My name is Lancelot Dulac now." Lancelot stroked the head of his beloved horse, showing a bright and brisk smile.

"Really. You finally got a new name." A refreshing smile appeared on the tired beauty on the face like your son. At this moment, the rusty expression converged, replaced by the temperament and graceful attitude of a naturally noble person. This is his own way of showing the joy of the romance with Lancelot.

However, the momentary change soon ended, and the 'King of the End' put away his smile.

At this time, Genievia walked up to Rama with a look of anticipation in hand with the Holy Grail in hand.

The noble man hesitated for a moment, and finally put his hand on Genivia's head, scrubbing her golden hair, and showing a rather distressed look on his face. "Goddess of White, you're trying too hard."

Genivia froze when she heard the sound, and looked at the grey-haired gentleman with tears in her eyes. "My lord..."

Rama stared at a certain god standing at the back of the group, the 'King of Wind' who hid his true nature with a cloth and a mask. The god of war who served the hero who annihilated the demon king from the place of myth, bowed his head, as if to apologize for forcibly awakening him.

Rama shook his head silently and gestured with his eyes.

It's like saying something like 'it's not your fault'. The King of Wind nodded, stepped aside, and dissipated as a hurricane.

This is an exchange between masters and slaves who have formed a deep bond and can exchange ideas without opening their mouths.

"You're still tired of fighting."

Lancelot's whisper contained sadness, and there was pity in Rama's eyes.

Rama, who was silently listening, showed a tired smile and nodded towards his ally who was reunited after 1,500 years.

Genivia's eyes widened, and she quickly hugged Rama's waist, sobbing continuously. "I'm sorry, my lord, Genievea didn't know about you...I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry..."

Like a child who apologized in the arms of his parents for his wrongdoing, Genievea kept apologizing with tears in his eyes.

Rama comforted Genivia with a dumbfounded expression, patted her back lightly, and said in a low voice. "I forgive you, I really forgive you..."

Genivia raised her tender face with pear blossoms and rain, and looked at Rama expectantly. ....?

Rama nodded frequently, the corners of his mouth twitched, revealing a bitter smile like crying.

Moisture continued to gather in Genivia's eye sockets.

Rama quickly changed his face, and the inner cow showed a bright smile on his face.

Genievia suddenly stopped crying, slowly let go of his hand, took a few steps back, summoned the Holy Grail of Magic and handed it to Rama.

After hesitating for a while, Rama stretched out his hand...

At this time, the ground of the floating island suddenly shook violently. Not a single shock, but a constant shaking. Small islands floating in satellite orbits are unlikely to have earthquakes. The group noticed it immediately.

"Falling...?

Someone summoned the floating island to the ground - let the floating island fall. The move shook the entire island.

Leviathan, the disobedient serpent wandering above the West Heaven Palace, showed an extremely ferocious expression, disregarding the injury that had not yet recovered, and screamed in the sky.

The neigh resounded in the sky.

"With the authority of the Mother Earth, I will draw everything back to the Mother Earth. All things, please do not hinder my will!

The floating island fell like a meteor.

Although it was like a meteor falling to the ground, it suddenly collided with the hill beside the West Heaven Palace.

But the shock and explosion of a real meteorite did not occur.

The Valkyrie Princia leaned against the gate of the West Heaven Palace, her whole body was surging with divine power. As the goddess of the earth, she guarded the earth with her power to prevent it from being hit.

However, this shelter did not include the floating island, because Valkyrie felt an unparalleled aura that made her extremely disgusted from above.

The floating island was shattered by the impact of the fall, and shattered rock fragments and earth and sand were scattered all over the place.

When there were still two or three hundred meters away from the ground, Genievia used the witchcraft to eliminate the gravitational force, and the group floated several hundred meters in the air.

Because he was in the sky, Rama's field of vision was extremely wide, so he immediately noticed the figure of the Rebel Snake, which was full of murderous aura.

"Did you tell me to come again? What's the name?"

"Ansheela... The Leviathan who was killed by you two thousand years ago, ah... ah. I didn't expect, I really didn't expect that because of the restoration of the body of the gods, it briefly recovered for a long time. What about the previous memories." The giant snake god, 300 meters long and 5 meters wide, uttered a deafening voice.

"`々 Well, unlocking the seal of the dragon and snake has a chance to restore your memory, so what do you want to do?" Rama nodded lightly and asked Ansheela.

"Kill you...kill you..." Anshera shuddered, repeating these three words continuously, roaring towards Rama.

Hearing the words of Angela, who had no hidden murderous intent, Rama nodded. No reason was asked. He just lowered his eyes for a moment.

It is precisely because he possesses the ability to subordinate the ancestors of the gods to his own position that he understands it better than anyone else.

If the proud soul of a goddess is restored after becoming a goddess, it is not surprising to see his current despicable attitude.

Your son still raised his head and looked at the giant snake god with awe-inspiring eyes.

"I see why you see me as an enemy. Do you want me to fight you?"

"Kill you..." Ansheela still repeated these three words.

(good zhao)

"Then I can't refuse." He replied immediately with a serious attitude towards his sins.

Rama slowly pulled out the divine sword from behind, took off the divine sword of salvation and the scabbard, and handed it to Genivia.

Genievia hurriedly turned the sword and Lancelot back several hundred meters, standing in the air watching the confrontation between Rama and Leviathan.

It's not that he looks down on Angela, but Rama's eyes contain a sincere heart to respond to his opponent who challenges his soul and dignity.

Holding the Divine Sword of Salvation is basically equivalent to opening a spike to kill the snake god, which is extremely unfair to Anshera who bet all his revenge on Rama, so he put down the sword.

Even if Rama at this time did not absorb the earthly essence contained in the Holy Grail, and his whole body was in a state of dry power, Leviathan was not badly wounded. So this fight is fair to both sides.

The snake's tail twitched heavily, drawing towards Rama with heavy afterimages.

Rama rushed up with his bare hands and faced the snake god head-on.