At this moment, shatter the dimensional barrier

That was 'holy light,' summoned by the Pope to support them.

boom!

A pure white pillar of holy light descended from the sky, and Tao Jing happened to be right in the pillar of holy light.

"Huh?" Before the Rahmu could even utter a sound, they melted rapidly like snowflakes exposed to sunlight, eventually disappearing into gray smoke.

The bodies of the Rahmu are not composed of pure matter; the 'Holy Light,' generated by the power of faith and designed to attack evil, is the natural enemy of the Rahmu who have lost the power of Tiamat.

A section of the sky above Tao Jing's head, the Rahmu, was cleared away, turning into gray ashes that fell from the sky.

"I was saved by that Pope at the crucial moment, cough cough cough, so I can live a little longer, hehe." Yu Chengyue laughed heartily.

Although it's somewhat regrettable, his wish to die in the battle to protect the people has been fulfilled.

"I...I still want to continue protecting everyone..." Tao Jing pursed her lips. She didn't want to die. She was afraid of dying. She didn't think it was wrong for her to be afraid of dying. Having the courage to face death and being afraid of death were not contradictory.

She also wanted to continue protecting her parents and the kind people of Xia Kingdom.

In some ways, she didn't have that much courage.

Just then, a divine voice rang out beside her.

"Don't you want to die? Cowardice is human instinct, courage is the hymn of humanity."

"Therefore, the gods all favor humans who possess courage far exceeding that of ordinary people."

Tao Jing's expression was blank, and a familiar face was reflected in her eyes, especially those golden eyes.

Her memory was instantly pulled back to the time when she first came into contact with superhumans.

She had looked directly into those eyes twice; they were the extraordinary being who had bestowed the 'Eyes of God' upon her, or perhaps a deity.

"It's you..."

“I have seen your performance. You are indeed a qualified hero. The gods will not let a qualified hero end in such a hasty manner.” Luo Sheng looked calmly at Tao Jing and Yu Chengyue.

Tao Jing, Yu Chengyue, and many other extraordinary individuals from Xia Kingdom performed very well. Although they were not flawless, they lived up to his expectations.

Before Tao Jing could speak, she realized that her injuries had disappeared, and even her missing arm had been restored. Yu Chengyue was the same.

"Tao Jing, Yu Chengyue, continue to lead the heroes to climb higher. Let me see how far you can go and whether you can stand shoulder to shoulder with the gods someday."

Luo Sheng looked at the two people who had stood up from the ground and said something, then turned and slowly left.

"Please tell me your name!" Tao Jing shouted as Luo Sheng was about to disappear again.

Luo Sheng remained silent, his figure slowly fading away; it was merely a wisp of his will.

Yu Chengyue walked to Tao Jing's side: "Let's go. He is probably a god in the mythology of the Chinese nation."

"I've met you three times, but I still haven't learned your name... Sigh." Tao Jing sighed inwardly. Perhaps she wasn't worthy to know.

After speaking, he looked up at the distance and saw Rahmu flying around the ruins like a swarm of bees.

The more Rahmu there are, the more superhumans there are. She also saw a gravity object take off, but the next moment it was grabbed by a large number of Rahmu and slammed to the ground.

"Our mission is not yet complete, Elder Yu!" Tao Jing said, then flew towards Lahmudo's location. She felt twice as strong as before and took out a measuring instrument from the Eye of God to take measurements.

Tao Jing: 41324 (Level 5 Intermediate)

[Yu Chengyue: 27861 (Elementary Fifth Rank)]

boom--

A beam of cyan light shot diagonally into the sky from the distant ruins, followed closely by a beam of crimson light, with white shockwaves spreading outwards.

The beam of light lasted only three or four seconds.

Tao Jing looked over and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the blue pillar of light.

That was Miss Eleanor's holy sword attack. The healing power disappeared when those Rahmu swept across the sky, and she thought something had happened to Eleanor.

I'm glad she's alright.

"Guardian Jade Pendant!" Tao Jing quickly used her skill, maximizing its range to grant a shield to everyone within a three-thousand-meter radius.

The place where the two beams of light disappeared.

The god-like Rahmu, who was over ten meters tall, was now only half his original height.

Gavin and Eleanor, their bodies mangled and bloodied, knelt on the ground, their vision blurred. They didn't even have the strength to lift their heads to see that only Rahmu remained before them. The holy sword in their hands could no longer maintain its form and fell to the ground as the 'Eye of God'.

thump! thump!

The two collapsed to the ground, exhausted. Although they were not completely unconscious, their eyes were already unfocused.

Their final battle relied entirely on their fighting instincts; instinct took over their conscious control of their bodies.

"Did you... win...?"

"We won..."

With blurred vision, the two looked at the dark sky. They knew it was the Rahmu Group, but they couldn't even move their fingers. Their muscles were torn and necrotic, and even their bones were completely shattered.

The pitch-black Rahmu formation descended upon them, a golden light swept across the dark formation, and the sky instantly turned blue, warm sunlight shining into their already vacant eyes.

The metallic sound of armor plates clashing together filled their ears. A golden-haired figure blocked their view, and a voice, both dignified and gentle, rang out.

"You did a great job."

Then I vaguely felt my body being covered by a red cloth, and a warm power enveloping me, just like being in a hot spring.

“Gavin, you have not disgraced the glory of the Knights of the Round Table. On the contrary, I am proud of you.” Artoria looked at Gavin, who was fighting beyond his own limits, even though his consciousness was fading, his body was still fighting.

Even among the former members of the Round Table in Britain, not all could reach this level. Putting aside martial arts skills, Gavin was definitely in the top three in terms of willpower.

Gavin and Eleanor's bodies recovered rapidly. The red cloths they wore were the Shroud of Resurrection made by Joan of Arc, which could restore their bodies to their most perfect state, including their spirits.

"My King?" Gavin's eyes widened after seeing clearly, and he quickly turned over and knelt on one knee: "The thirteenth Knight of the Round Table pays homage to my King."

Her eyes instantly reddened, and tears streamed down her face.

My king is actually proud of me; I have received his formal praise.

"Greetings, teacher." Irene bowed respectfully.

Although she is not a Knight of the Round Table, King Arthur is her teacher and now serves as my lord's right-hand man.

“You make me very proud. I am so proud to see you grow from knowing nothing to becoming true heroes. I am proud to have disciples like you, because Gavin, you are a Knight of the Round Table.” Artoria placed her hands on Gavin and Irene’s shoulders.

“The gods are watching you, the Lord is watching you, and your courage and faith are admired even by the gods.”

"Be proud of it, but don't be arrogant, or you will lose yourself."

"Gavin will heed the King's teachings." Gavin straightened his back and raised his head. He would never wash the shoulder that the King had patted again.

"I will follow your instructions, teacher." Irene placed her left hand on her right shoulder.

"I'm leaving." Artoria nodded with relief, then said.

"My King!" Gavin called out anxiously, and Artoria smiled at him.

Gavin gave a knightly salute, his eyes firm and earnest: "You will always be the King of Britain. No one else in Britain will ever be king again except you. This is not just my opinion, but the opinion of all the people of Britain and all the knights of the Order."

He, the Knights, and all the people of Britain hoped to bring the great King Arthur back to Britain.

Artoria's most tender spot was instantly pierced, and her expression was now filled with tenderness—tenderness towards those who followed and trusted her.

She is no longer the queen who didn't understand people's hearts; she has learned to read people's hearts by the side of the god of wisdom.

She knew perfectly well that the people of Britain were calling for her to return.

Even when she was still human, the people of Britain had never longed for her so much, and their eyes would well up with tears every time they looked in the direction of Britain.

Artoria said gently, "I know I will return, but not now. As the people of Britain wish, I will respond whenever the people of Britain desire it."

"Before I return to Britain, the important task of Britain is entrusted to you, Gavin."

“Yes, my king!” Gavin shouted firmly.

"I'm leaving, my indomitable knight Gavin." Artoria's figure vanished in a golden light.

Gavin choked back tears as he bowed to see his king off.

'Unyielding Knight'—this is the title our king bestowed upon himself.

I am Gavin, the Thirteenth Seat of the Round Table! The Unyielding Knight!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The deafening explosion jolted Gavin out of his reverie. He saw four massive, emerald-green wooden stakes interlocked in the ruins, followed by a beam of earthen-yellow light.

Gavin smiled. That was Uncle Teandro's holy sword; Uncle Teandro had persevered to the very end.

"Hey... could you please dig me out?" At that moment, a bloody hand reached out from the ground in front of Gavin.

"Hey! Mr. Abelon, you're still alive!" Gavin was only then surprised to realize that the vice-rector of the Vatican's priesthood was missing.

"I was buried in the ruins caused by the aftershocks of your two holy swords." Abelang's head popped out, his weak voice full of resentment.

"The judges are still alive, but they look like they're about to die, so let's save them quickly, or they might be going to heaven."

"I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry." Irene hurriedly used 'Blessed Angel'.

……

Teandro and Conrad lay on the ground, holding each other's hands, their bodies wrapped in ochre shields.

Both of them had smiles on their faces, as if they had survived a disaster, but their teeth had been knocked out, and even their chins were crooked.

They persevered to the very end, and at the most critical moment, shields appeared on their bodies, allowing them to evade certain death and giving them a chance to turn the tables.

Miss Tao Jing and Miss Irene saved them countless times in this battle.

At this moment, a blue healing light enveloped the two of them, and their injuries were quickly healed.

Their bones were all broken long ago, and even Conrad's neck was crooked. His neck was smashed, and he only survived until now because he was a fifth-tier powerhouse and the grass element with the highest lifespan.

“Miss Eleanor, it’s so good that the angel is alright.” Conrad smiled.

“Yes, that’s great.” Teandolo nodded, then looked at Valendo, who was unconscious in the ruins in the distance. His nephew had also survived; thankfully, the monsters’ attention was on him and Conrad.

The leaders, gradually returning to their peak condition, acted swiftly, unleashing wave after wave of light cannons to wipe out most of the Rahmu. However, more than a million Rahmu remained, and although they were all first or second tier, it would still take them a long time to fight them.

The extraordinary individuals quickly joined forces with their leaders to begin the final cleanup work.

……