I Will Eventually Become a Partner of Justice

The face of the person was reflected in his mind, and he slowly stretched out his hand, wanting to touch this vicious miracle.

However--

The souls of the dead all over the battlefield are filled with light, and all the lost and unyielding souls are condensed into the crystallization of prayers of glory.

"What's that?" someone asked.

Someone looked at the light.

"It's our compatriots, it's Pao Ze." Someone said.

"I will also turn into this light to protect my relatives and friends."

The dying person closed his eyes with a smile, and his body was filled with bright light.

The brilliance of people is gathering, a dazzling holy sword, illuminating the darkness deeper than the night.

Holding high the pride of the will, the righteousness of carrying out this belief, the pinnacle of fantasy, the star sword declaring victory, blasted like a pillar from the mountains and forests to the white dragon's holy spear Rungomigniad.

The storm is mixed with thunder, the star gun that vents the mighty power of the gods, and the star sword that shines mixed with light, proclaiming the brilliance of people.

The two make contact in the air.

The two star artifacts impacted with different powers.

The space is silent.

next moment--

"Boom, rumble, rumble—"

A loud noise like thunder.

The violent wind swept across the battlefield, and the vegetation on the ground was lifted dozens of meters as if it had been hit by a strong wind, and flew out backwards.

In the individual, after all, it is the mighty power of God that prevails.

The brilliance of the Star Sword was pushed back, and the violent storm and thunder cut a mountain range.

But there is no doubt that this side of the person has obtained the weapon of the same personality.

Wang stopped.

— Do you want magic power?

The thing continued to ask.

"It's no longer needed, you shameful bastard!" Wang scolded.

That thing disappeared.

It has no personality, no personality, and no emotion. It is just a simulated machine that houses the existence that needs it. Once the contract is signed, that existence will become his item. It's just a pity that the king rejected Him.

"King!" Arturia, holding the sword of Avalon and the Star, found the embarrassed king.

The king's eyes fell on the sword of the star that had turned into the sword of the vowed victory. His eyes were complicated, and he said, "You still got this sword after all."

Wang didn't ask her how she got the Star Sword, as if she knew from the beginning that she would get this sword, but he also expected that she would not get this sword.

"Lend me this sword and scabbard first, Al," said the king.

"Please use it."

Artoria put the sword back into the scabbard, then swung it horizontally, and presented it in front of the king.

For her, dedicating everything to the king and winning the victory is the greatest honor.

The king took the sword and sheath, drew out the sword of the star, stared at the white dragon flying in the sky, stared at the horn of the dragon transformed by his holy spear Rungomigniad, and then looked at the sword that declared victory. Sword, said: "If you are really a steel sword, then show your character, as the king, cut off that holy gun!"

The sword of the star responded to the king's desire, and a new change took place.

The Sword of the Stars has no fixed form, it is a pure planetary crystal endowed with the concept of "sword", which will reflect the inner attitude of the holder.

And what is the king's heart?

The sword of the star has changed, it has changed from a posture similar to the sword in the stone to a golden sword.

It is different from Artoria's sworn victory sword, and also different from the holy sword of the male King Arthur in memory.

It was a pure golden holy sword without any impurities, reflecting Wang's firm heart.

Without swearing victory, the star's golden sword became a pure king's sword.

In terms of performance, this sword may not have changed much, but the golden sword body is the embodiment of the king's spirit.

The wings of [Evil] appeared from behind the king, and flew towards the white dragon.

He's going to cut off that dragon horn, that holy lance Rungomigniad!

"Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho—!"

The white dragon roared and fired directly at Wang.

The storm is mixed with thunder, and the pillar of starlight vents the power of the gods.

Wang turned sideways and dodged.

The white dragon opened its mouth wide, and the breath of the dragon with a strong magical aura came towards him.

Caught off guard, Wang put the scabbard across his body and wrapped his whole body with [Evil].

The dragon's breath could not destroy the scabbard, but it destroyed the king's 【Evil】.

After exhaling, the king's charred body exuding white smoke was revealed.

[Evil] The body was repaired, but the pain was still excruciating, but Wang's face was very calm.

Spreading his wings, the king rushed to the white dragon.

Artoria, who was wearing lion armor, retracted her gaze, picked up the sword in the stone again, and rushed into the sea of ​​beasts.

The king is wrestling with the gods, and she cannot be left behind.

The dragon's breath of the white dragon, the pure true-ether cannonball, and the star cannonade of the Holy Lance Rungomigniad are full of power.

Wang did not dare to resist, and tried to hide as much as he could. If he couldn't, he used the scabbard to block it, while he suffered extensive burns and finally repaired it with [evil].

[Evil] can repair the injury, but cannot alleviate the pain. However, the king easily endured these sufferings with firm will.