Otherwise, you can find another savior.

Even though the design was imperfect and was purely hastily done, it accumulated quite useful experience for her and enabled her to manipulate the ceremonial dress more skillfully.

"Then let me open the door to victory."

Shiomi held Gungnir high and shouted:

"Beast God! I already know your anger, I understand your resentment, and I understand your regrets. Therefore, my wife and I declare here that we will give up the dream we have pursued for thousands of years and put an end to this erroneous history!"

Runes circled in the air, forming layers of magic circles, with the tip of the spear pointing towards the body of the Beast God in the center.

In the burning flames, the Beast God slowly raised his arms and approached Xijian.

"Fall! 'Reach the Noble Phantasm'!"

Drawing on the experience of Altria's attack, Shiomi deployed his imaginary Noble Phantasm to its maximum range. Compared to the Holy Lance, this was ultimately just a "Noble Illusion" imitated by magic, and he did not expect to be able to defeat the Beast God with this.

All Shiomi needs is to create ample opportunity for the real attack behind him.

The torrent of magic surged out, colliding with the hands of the Beast God, and spreading in the cursed air.

The arms and tentacles continued to repeat the process of destruction and regeneration, and finally, before the imaginary Noble Phantasm was exhausted, the Divine Corpse lost both arms, staggered backward, and briefly lost its balance.

"Are you ready?" Xijian asked in a low voice.

"It's already here, just waiting for your decision." Morgan stretched out his hand, holding Xijian's back in his palm.

"Well, before that—" Shiomi held the gun across his back and gave a command into the communicator, "Altria Pendragon, it's your turn!"

His voice came through the communicator to Ritsuka on the deck of Storm Border and was heard by Altria.

"The Storm Border deck can withstand the impact of releasing the Noble Phantasm. Go ahead, Knight King." Captain Nemo also announced through the radio at this time.

Storm Border hovers right above the palace where Shiomi and Morgan are.

After calming herself down, Artoria put away the holy spear, stretched out her hand in the air, and grasped the invisible sword.

The stronger wind swept across the deck in the strong wind, making the others on standby almost think they could not stand still.

With the lifting of the "Wind King Barrier", the golden holy sword revealed its true form for the first time in this strange world. Its dazzling light was like a guiding star illuminating a dark road under the twilight sky.

"That is..." Caster's eyes reflected the light of the Holy Sword of the Star, and he was lost in thought.

The King of Knights concentrated all his strength on his arms gripping the hilt of his sword.

Light continued to rise from all around, penetrating the dark curse that swallowed the earth and the city, and gathered on the Holy Sword of the Stars, as if illuminating and reflecting the light of this sword was the supreme mission of the Breath of the Stars.

The intense and pure light made everyone on the deck hold their breath and speechless.

This heroic figure once illuminated a dark and chaotic world that was even more chaotic than the night.

"...That is a holy sword that has never been born in this world. It is a Noble Phantasm that you and Mother, as the 'Fairies of Paradise', should have sacrificed your lives to forge." Bawan Xi clutched the grimoire tightly in his arms. "Father... Father did not teach you any combat skills, simply because he did not want you to take Mother's place and bear the burden of sacrifice once again."

And now, this mission has become unimportant, and the true Holy Sword of the Star has appeared.

"The name of the sword is—" Altria Caster murmured softly.

She tried to talk to this "other self" who was walking a different path and explore her own destiny.

"Do what you want to do, even if it's just to live as an ordinary girl, I believe there's nothing wrong with that."

The Knight King gave the girl his answer.

Looking at the Knight King's back at this moment, Caster realized the weight of those words.

The king's figure is so dazzling, so dazzling, yet so heartbreaking.

What a difficult and arduous life it would be to carry this light alone and fight to the end.

That's why the Knight King answered Caster in this way when he saw his other self who hadn't yet embarked on any path.

——Neither side is wrong, they just make slightly different choices.

"This radiance is the hope of the stars, the evidence of life that illuminates the earth! Witness it! 'Sword of Promised Victory'!"

The naked body rushed forward.

The howling sounded deafening.

The dragon factor was released, causing the magic power to be accelerated and transformed into flashes of light. The spiral stream of light shot out and engulfed the remains of the beast god along with the dusk.

Exposed to this scorching impact, the divine corpse did not completely disintegrate, but was ruthlessly cut into two parts from the middle and fell to both sides.

Before the light of the holy sword dissipated, the divine corpse had already begun to recover, as terrifying as constantly regenerating cancer cells.

"Round Lance, the twelve anchors are drawn abreast. Great Ritual to the Primordial Mother, open the door. O Lance of Salvation, transform into the rain of the end that cleanses sin!"

Therefore, Morgan, who has been waiting for a long time, will put an end to this battle that is like a marathon of vomiting blood.

Born from this, fought for this.

This would be her last time, as Queen, to deal with a disaster in Britain.

The twelve holy spears were divided into two groups and fired at the remains of the beast god that had been split into two halves.

Morgan, knowing the scale of the power of life better than anyone else, drained the remaining stored magic power, along with his own magic power, in one go without reservation.

The Beast God's remains must be dissipated until they can no longer be regenerated, and destroyed repeatedly.

After all, he was only exposed to the power of life, relying on the remaining power to regenerate, without Shiomi to maintain it, the level of accumulation over 1600 years.

"Don't force yourself. I'm here, let me use my magic as well."

Shiomi stepped back to her side and held her hand.

The frequencies that had already been synchronized with each other allowed the magic power to circulate through the magic circuit without any hindrance.

“Haa ...

As the two of them roared in defiance, the light from the holy spears fired again drowned out the burning remains of the beast god.

As the cursed divine remains were completely destroyed.

The explosion occurred in a large cavity, and flames erupted upwards and spread in all directions across Britain.

Chapter 120: Burning Camelot

The flames ignited the palace of Camelot. After the explosion, the spotless and magnificent palace turned into a sea of ​​fire in an instant. The once carved beams and painted buildings became the best fuel.

Morgan fell down in front of the throne, gasping for breath while stabilizing his magic circuits.

After performing the third magic and recovering briefly, he continued to manipulate the spirit vein blocking weaponry at full firepower. Even Morgan, the top genius, realized that he was trying too hard.

Her magic circuits were now completely overheated, causing unbearable pain whenever she attempted to cast magic.

"Can you still stand up?" Xijian asked while hugging her with concern.

"I really want to, but unfortunately I don't have the conditions. My husband needs to do it for me." Morgan said softly.

The flames gradually engulfed the palace, and the council hall was also invaded by flames, but she seemed not to notice this situation and answered Shiomi slowly.

"Hmm." He understood, raised his hand, and used magic to disperse the flames that were approaching.

In the communicator, Romani and the director's voices mixed together, vying to confirm their conditions.

From Storm Border, you can see that the palace is already on fire.

"We'll go there now."

Shiomi gave a calm answer, then prepared to pick up Morgan, but suddenly paused.

"Aren't you in a hurry to leave?" Morgan asked with a smile.

Then he hugged her whole body, lowered her head and kissed the light blue lips under the parted veil. Morgan also raised her hands and gently hugged his neck, as if embracing her lifelong dream.

The pillars that were broken by the flames fell down and hit the council hall with a low roar, but it could not disturb the long kiss between the two of them.

It was not until Shiomi's lips took away Morgan's lip gloss and turned blue that he let go of Morgan slightly and whispered in her ear:

"I'm back. I'm sorry to have kept you waiting for so long."

"Compared to this... If we don't leave now, we'll become a fallen couple buried with the palace and the city." Morgan felt there was no need to say this specifically.

Even though she felt the same way as him.

Xijian nodded silently, picked her up and walked out of the palace.

Neither flames nor dust nor even the sudden collapse of stone pillars could stop them.

"When you sent me to 6000 years ago, you said you would wait for me in the 'future'." Xijian said as he walked, ignoring the sea of ​​fire that came into his sight.

"You still remember? I thought you would have forgotten this after the past 6000 years." Morgan leaned in his arms and smiled easily.

"What I want to say is... today is the 'future', right?" Xijian asked.

"Ah."

"Honestly, I originally thought you came to my past self after you'd dealt with everything in the Fairy Kingdom and entrusted Britain's future to a reliable successor." Shiomi's voice was a little depressed. "Turns out... it was to save me..."

"What else?" Morgan pursed her lips and acted coquettishly to him like she used to.

She finally didn't have to suppress her temper and play the role of a cold-blooded queen, and could be the witch who belonged only to him.

Even though the world has changed and the future is not always smooth, Morgan feels that his heart is full of strength and hope.

"It just feels like neither of us is that smart." Xi Jian was deeply amused. "I was determined to sacrifice my soul to seal your dream, and you gave up the dream that was within your reach to save my soul."

"Before I'm a queen and a savior, I'm your wife first." Morgan shook her head. "If I abandon my loyal husband for my dreams and ambitions... I think if I did that, I'd become someone you wouldn't even recognize."

"Like Morgan in Panhuman History?" asked Shiomi.

"Almost..." Morgan felt that this metaphor was very appropriate and could only be applied to her.

Holding Morgan in his arms like a princess, Xijian took her through the Prince's Palace seemingly slowly but quite quickly and came to the outside of the palace gate.

The Londinian army has broken out.

The aftermath of the annihilation of the Beast God's remains spread to Britain. The flames not only ignited the royal palace, but also the city of Camelot and the British land outside the city.

"Fire disaster..." Xijian mentioned a word.

"Britain, this time it might really be..." Morgan felt a wave of sadness in his heart.

She loved Britain, and even more so, the homeland of the Rain Clan.

Unfortunately, all of this will come to nothing and eventually disappear in the fixed events. Only she will move towards the future as proof of the existence of these precious things.

The temperature in the city set on fire had risen to a level that was fatal to humans. If it weren't for Shiomi's magic, it would have been difficult for the two of them to evacuate safely.

"Your Majesty... and..."

As I descended the stairs, searching for a way out of Camelot, a voice rang out.

Shiomi and Morgan were stunned as they didn't expect there were other people here.

Meilushin sat on the platform of the palace stairwell with her hands on her knees, like a child abandoned in the wilderness.

Unlike Bagster, she has no purpose of her own. She only serves as a fairy knight under Morgan in order to follow Shiomi's ideas.

"Mei Luxin?" Xi Jian frowned. "Didn't you see the city was burning? This isn't an ordinary fire. Even you would die."

"But I..." Meilushin looked at the situation in front of her and understood more or less, "I don't know where to go..."

She knew they had given up on Britain, more completely than they had given up on it two thousand years before.

Morgan frowned. She looked at Xijian and said in a voice that only he could hear, "This is the cause you planted, and you should give the result."

"Then from now on, don't live for anyone else, but for yourself, Meilushin." Xijian knew what was going on and asked Meilushin seriously, "It doesn't matter if you don't know now. If you want, you can come with us. This life you have worked so hard to obtain, if you want to give it up, it is your freedom."

"Follow...you?" Meilushin's eyes lit up again.

These were the words she had been waiting for 2000 years.

How she wanted to be his fairy knight and wage war against fairies, even if it meant being tainted with the sin of killing.

"It's not about following me, but walking with us. You don't belong to anyone but yourself." Xijian shook his head. "Even if your nature makes you instinctively obey me, it doesn't mean you can't transcend this nature."

"I……"

Meilushin showed a happy expression. She didn't listen to the rest of the words at all. She just wanted to go with them.

But before he could finish his words, Bagster's figure suddenly flew over from the street in the west and landed on the street outside the palace.

"Bagster?"

Meilushin was surprised.