Many people were silent, and then sighed:”Even Brother Shu is helpless.”

At this moment, they felt that this brilliant, great king was so sad.

“After all, what stood in Camelot’s way was not an enemy, or even a god, but…….”

In another world, on a high hill, a small elf magician with silver twin ponytails and a calm face whispered:”…….Better times.~”

Just like their world, gods, fantasy species, and even the people of the Age of Gods are ultimately the remnants of the old era.

In the face of the new era that is coming, the era of humans, they can only be frozen in history and come to an abrupt end.

Because their historical mission has been completed.

Just like the heroes, just like…..

But if there are heroes in their world, maybe…….Maybe defeating the demons won’t be so hard anymore, maybe she can see Xin Meier again.……..

Her hands unconsciously clenched and unclenched, and the thousand-year-old magician named Fulilian sighed and walked down the hill.

“Let’s go, Philen, Shutalk, the destination is still far away.

” Many powerful people sighed with deep feeling in the world of the heavens.

In the face of the torrent of the times, individuals and even ethnic groups are too small.

This is not something that can be solved by being strong.

Stopping the present is equivalent to giving up the future.

A population without a future has no meaning of existence.

Some people were also very unhappy:”Who said that, let Brother Shu, no, Merlin can just split out a parallel world where the Celts can survive?” An old man who kept saying”Do you want to dance too” folded his arms and sneered:”Then what? Stagnation in the Age of Gods? The end of the Age of Gods was the result of many powerful beings like Saber fighting and dying on the battlefield?” Many seniors also sighed,”Master is right.

Starting from when Brother Shu buried the gods fourteen thousand years ago, and with Saber for fifteen hundred years, countless heroes have sacrificed everything, and generations have come forward one after another, and finally we have taken the future back from the gods and opened up an era belonging to humans.

How can we tolerate their regression?

“The Age of Gods, the Age of Gods, since it is called the Age of Gods, it is naturally the most suitable era for gods. Even the people of the Age of Gods can adapt to the environment better than the gods? Old man, is that what you mean?”

They figured it out. They even suspected the fading of the high-magic environment, the closure of the Great Source, and even the intervention of human giants like Brother Shu.

There is one good thing about humans, that is, they have a low bottom line and are used to being poor, so they can survive in any environment.

Only a very small number of people (the Celts with too much fantasy and mythological blood) cannot adapt to the low-magic environment.

The vast majority of people have safely adapted to become humans of the new era.

Spot nodded, and said dissatisfiedly:”What the hell is grandpa? Kid, I’m not old enough to be that old.…….Wait.”

He noticed something, and his pupils shrank:”What do you mean by the one who buried the gods 14,000 years ago?!!!”

And before that, the tone seemed to say that Merlin was also related to that person, and even that they were subordinate and derived.

Can he tear the world line and split a new parallel world?

Damn.

Did he hear some incredible news?

The man who was almost a myth in his own world trembled in disbelief.

Brother Earth looked confused:”Nothing, burying the gods is burying the gods….Wait, you newbies really don’t know. Never mind. Let me explain.…….”

The others also suddenly remembered.

The history of Type-Moon seems to have been anchored by Brother Shu, which was built on the existence of Brother Shu.

Fourteen thousand years ago, Brother Shu directly killed many gods, taking out his knife and slashing them one by one, even killing Zeus, the esoteric god who was equivalent to God.

Only then did the subsequent heroes gradually clean up the remnants of the Age of Gods and open up the space for the Age of Man.

Otherwise…….

Oh my god.

Thinking of the densely packed and daunting crowds of gods in that era, they couldn’t bear it. They were all great gods with names.

Just like in the Middle Ages, those who had names were all nobles.

The same goes for gods. None of them were weak if they had real names.

“Hiss~, thinking about it this way, Brother Shu is really awesome.”

Someone took a deep breath.

Zhu Tian:”……..”

Ending the era of Gods?

Raising n groups of gods?

The entire human history is based on him and grows and extends?

Countless people’s hearts were shaken, looking at the sky, everyone was dumbfounded.

This guy is not a big boss, this guy is a giant boss.

A world with the theme of God’s game.

The labyrinth city of Orario.

Hestia shrank her neck.

Is he so fierce? No, I’m just a baby god tens of thousands of years old, I haven’t found my own family yet.

A certain platform for guiding the dead.

The dignified blue-haired goddess collapsed in an instant, crying towards the sky:”Go back, I want to go back!! Eris, let Eris come, she, a woman with padded breasts, will definitely be able to handle it.”

……..

The old man had already trembled, and now he looked at the girl on the sky, feeling a sense of nostalgia.

“Speaking of which, Saber should be the descendant of the little swordsman who followed Brother Shu back then, right?”

“Nonsense, the name Arthur Pendragon, you know it’s the ancestor of Saber, right?”

“In fact, the pronunciation is the same, Arthur/Arthur, both are pronounced as Arthur”

“So, in fact, Saber’s killing of the last god can be regarded as following the will of the ancestors? Or the will of Brother Shu?”

“Alas, in the end, it was the descendants of Brother Shu’s followers who stood up and marked the final end of the Age of Gods, and also ushered in their own doom.”

Too miserable.

Saber is really miserable.

As expected, her panel is definitely fake, and her luck is at most E, or because of the lowest parameters���There is an E-level.

Someone else frowned and said,”That’s what I said, but how and when the end will come depends on the situation.……”

…..

The sky is calm and distant, as if foreshadowing something, and with a hint of sadness in the music

【The evening light shines in from the windowsill】

【In the round table conference hall, a heroic and majestic figure stood quietly.】

【The knights gradually left】

【The king looked at the last person calmly】

【Before】

【The knight in silver and red armor stared at the figure intently, his voice trembling and choking:”I just want to be your shadow.……”】

【”Why…….Why don’t you ever look at me?”】

【The king did not answer. His calm eyes were like a mirror, reflecting the ugliness of all things.】

【At this moment, the king is not like a human, but like a god, a god who treats everyone the same and equal.】

【The knight took a step back unconsciously, then moved forward】

【But the king had already turned and left, his cloak swept past the stone pillar and disappeared from sight.】

【The golden hair was tied into a ponytail, and the face that looked exactly like the king suddenly became ferocious, and the body trembled:”People like you, guys like you……”】

【In the solemn and solemn corridor】

【A handsome man with straight red hair, serene and beautiful like a fairy, with golden amber eyes, staring at Wang Yuan’s back, sighing softly.】

【”King~”】

【”You don’t understand people’s hearts……”】

【On the tower】

【The hooded man surrounded by flowers and feathers looked at the scene calmly and said softly:”Little Arthur, are you really not going back to Avalon with me?”】

【Castle End】

【The king, whose steps faltered due to the sigh of the fairy knight Tristan, said in a low voice:”Merlin, that is just an escape.”】

【End of the story】

【The steps are like measuring, walking alone towards the king’s courtyard】

【Camelot today is like a shattered dream】

【Production reduction caused by environmental changes, conflict between fantasy species and humans caused by food shortages, and rebellion caused by hunger……….Too much too much】

【She has too much to deal with.】

…….

“Damn, this can’t be……..”

People’s eyes widened:”The Mordred, the son of King Arthur who destroyed Camelot and killed Saber?”

“So, whose child is she?……”

“Don’t keep looking at Brother Shu, what does it have to do with Brother Shu? This is a man-made human created by Saber’s sister, the witch Morgan, using Saber’s genetic genes.”

“Hiss, is it no wonder that you have such a big grudge against Saber?” (To read the exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

“It seems like Saber didn’t acknowledge her? It’s Saber’s fault.”

“What the hell is wrong with this? What does it have to do with Saber? Isn’t this Morgan’s own problem?”

“Yes, why should she blame Saber? Shouldn’t she blame Morgan?”

“This is what Merlin said, Saber carries too many ideals, so people have too high expectations of her, and if the expectations are not met, they will resent her.���”

“Damn, good people deserve to be pointed at by guns? What a naughty kid”

“Friendly reminder, Mordred was born induced, he is only five years old, you know how immature a five-year-old child is.~”

“hiss~~~”

“So the destructive power of a naughty child is directly proportional to his ability!”

“Oh, Saber is really difficult. This literary youth named Tristan is really good at making sarcastic remarks. He doesn’t understand the hearts of the people. The people are you, right? Filling your stomach is the reality, the basis of everything. Sadness is your uncle, but he is really handsome. I can’t bear to scold him.”

“What do you think? A beauty that even gods and fairies are attracted to.”

“Or is it a prince? To be honest, it is difficult to understand the needs of the lower class under such conditions.”

“Oh, Saber is really difficult. Camelot has suffered a lot of natural and man-made disasters, and these own people keep causing trouble.”

……….

【late at night】

【The man who was known as the strongest knight, the first knight, and even defeated Gawain, who was known as the god under the sun, tossed and turned, his face twisted violently.】

【Pain, struggle, guilt, and disgust at my own meanness】

【but…..】

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【He finally got up, put on his clothes, put on his hood, and sneaked into the palace with his world-renowned disguise and hiding ability. He came to the window he had been thinking about day and night and called softly,”Janevele,….”】

【He hates himself so much】

【It was such pain and longing that he failed to find excuses to comfort himself. This was his last moral principle as a knight.】

【No, perhaps, he is no longer worthy of being a knight.……】

…….

【On the spire of the great castle】

【”Are you really not going to consider it, Arthur?…..”】

【The man lowered his hood, looked up at the cold crescent moon, and advised again】

【distance】

【”Lancelot————You despicable villain,…….””

【The furious roar of the dark knight Aguiwen under the throne came, and then it stopped abruptly with the sound of a terrifying explosion and visible sound waves.】

………[]

In the eyes of countless people, broken fragments flashed.

The ideal country that once illuminated this land was finally shattered like a dream.

The broken picture turned.

Everything came to the end.

The burning earth, the broken hills, and the broken swords formed a sea of swords.

……..

【Dusk and sunset, the setting sun is like blood】

【The endless Sword Forest Hill was piled with corpses, like useless rags.】

【Pairs of angry eyes looked at the sky, as if questioning】

【Why this happened】

【”Arthur——————!!”】

【The knight in scarlet and silver armor screamed hysterically.】

【Holding the sword of rebellion, he tore through the storm, split the earth, and charged towards the lone king on the hill.��】

【The king looked indifferent, and he swept his sword to meet the attack.】

【”clang——!!”】

【Amid the sharp sound of metal clashing, a terrifying storm exploded from the core of the collision, splitting the earth and tearing the clouds apart.】

【bang】

【A holy sword shot up, then fell into the distant ground and pierced into the sword forest.】

【In the shock of terror】

【The knight’s feet were stuck in the ground, and he was pushed out hundreds of meters, plowing deep trenches on the ground, injuring his internal organs, and blood was flowing from the corners of his mouth.】

【But she didn’t care. She held the sword in both hands and stared at the lonely king standing on the hill with his back to the dusk. She roared and questioned:】

【”Why……!”】

【”Why don’t you admit that I’m your child?~”】

【On the high hill】

【The dim sunlight at sunset casts a yellow silhouette on the king】

【Her bangs covered her eyes, but that half of her face looked so empty and numb.】

【”Why, I was born in this way!!”】

【The knight became even more furious, holding up his greatsword and turning into a storm. His body spanned hundreds of meters, cutting through the clouds in the sky along with the thousand-meter-thick air currents, and slashing down with the power of the red dragon inherited from the king in front of him.】

【no answer】

【The king drew out his holy spear and held it horizontally.】

【”clang!”】

【In the terrifying collision, the visible waves spread silently.】

【As if under some horrible pressure, the ground for one kilometer was shaking violently.】

【Immediately】

【Around the two of them, the ground rose up layer by layer, even surpassing the high hills, forming a sky wall that surrounded them, and then it shattered with a loud bang, and completely turned into dust in the terrifying wave.】

【”why do not you answer me!!”】

【The knight waved his sword wildly and questioned hysterically.】

【The king silently carried out the Holy Spiral Spear, killing and keeping silent.】

【There is no extreme speed beyond the limit of vision, only a heavy blow with all one’s strength, destroying the earth and tearing the dusk into pieces.】

【”answer me!!!!”】

【The knight in the horned helmet roared, and despite being shot in the shoulder, he repelled the king for the first time.】

【The familiar figure appeared before her eyes without her noticing. The holy spear knocked her sword away.……..】

【”laugh——”】

【The sun sets in the west, and the broken golden red light shines in front of】

【On the high hill, the king lowered his head and pierced the knight’s chest with a spear, nailing him to death at this sunset.】

【boom——!】

【The helmet made of Oham’s sacred steel was shattered by the fierce and domineering force, revealing a young and beautiful face.】

【The face that belongs to the king】

【”father…….Father…..”】

【The setting sun was as red as blood. The girl murmured something. Her lifeless body, whose furnace core had been shattered, fell helplessly on the king’s shoulder.】

【Among the endless corpses of soldiers slaughtering each other】

【The king did not look back, but looked up at the dim sky.】

【Ah… Another person.….】

…knife….


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