Infinity Throne

Five thousand years ago,

Humanity lost the "sky" for the first time.

In front of the city of Uruk.

Six hundred and twenty-three fresh corpses were piled up.

Each of them, whether in the second before they were alive or after their death, held their weapons tightly, used their last breath and their last bit of strength to fight to the death of any inhuman monster in front of them, and died together.

So they ended up smiling.

The destination of a warrior is on the battlefield.

The song ignited by blood and fire is the best farewell song for soldiers.

The corpse of a foreigner is the best coffin for a warrior.

Gilgamesh looked at the Uruk soldiers who once loved this world, dying on the battlefield, with an unusually calm expression.

yes,

This is a war destined to fail.

He has seen the end of this war.

But so what?

Countless aliens were flapping their wings or flying in the sky in other ways, with ferocious faces and bloodthirsty eyes.

"Crash-"

The sound of countless flapping wings replaced the sound of wind and the previous songs in Uruk, lingering around Gilgamesh.

ground,

Several heroic spirits were fighting bloody battles and struggling.

"A boring fight."

Gilgamesh was condescending and made a fair evaluation of the war between the heroic spirits.

He raised his head again, golden flames burning in his pupils.

“People of Uruk, people of Xi, I am deeply proud of you. I am extremely proud to be the fifth king of Uruk! "

Seal of Divine Power!

Gilgamesh's whole body was lit with golden fireworks, like a god of war, fighting against millions of strange beasts in the sky alone!

bring it on!

bring it on!

bring it on!

boom!

Three hundred and sixty divine power seals were launched simultaneously!

Every divine seal is forged by Gilgamesh himself!

It has the mark of Gilgamesh on it!

Even if there are no living soldiers in the city of Uruk, even if only Gilgamesh is left alive in the entire city of Uruk, this city is alive, and together with Gilgamesh, this city will Witness the dawn!

"Tear apart the darkness!"

Three hundred and sixty barrel-thick bombardments penetrated the dark sky composed of millions of strange beasts.

The bright moonlight condensed into beams through the large hole and fell on the land of the Tiangong.

This scene is as sad as snow and as beautiful as picturesque, but the tragedy in it is only Gilgamesh who can taste it alone at this moment.

Behind the millions of strange beasts, there are four particularly huge shadows.

One of them was a strange beast made up of piles of deformed pieces of meat, exuding a strange green aura.

The second one is a huge red eyeball floating behind the army of alien beasts.

The third one is a giant dragon made entirely of bones. When the bone dragon spreads its wings, the wind roars and shadows dominate the world. The two empty eye sockets flashing with green phosphorescence watch all this indifferently.

The fourth one is a metal armor tens of meters high. Under the feet of the armor, there is a piece of steel ruins. The steel ruins are composed of countless broken weapons. There seems to be some kind of magnetism that attracts the fragmented weapons together to form The design is like a spaceship.

Millions of aliens of different styles, driven by the four leaders, rushed toward Gilgamesh crazily!

that moment,

In this sky, it seemed like there was a sudden downpour of black rain!

Looking from a distance, a dark shadow is pressing down on the sky!

In front of millions of strange beasts, Gilgamesh's size was so small that it was not worth mentioning!

He is like a lone boat in the tsunami at this moment!

Like a drop of dew in the vast mountain fire!

Faced with all this,

Gilgamesh sneered.

Enkidu appears behind Gilgamesh.

Enkidu whispered, "Gil, the man said, he would bring victory."

"Heh. I'll just wait and see, okay."

The next second,

The herd of beasts completely submerged the tiny Gilgamesh in the sky.

…

…

Movement in the sky.

It did not affect the heroic spirits.

To them, it seems that what the world becomes has nothing to do with them.

Everything about them revolves around the "Holy Grail".

The place where Mirien and Zhao Zilong fought.

"You can't beat me."

Zhao Zilong swung his horn spear and easily pierced Mirien's armor, leaving bloody holes on her body.

History repeated itself.

Even after eating enough meat and getting a temporary buff boost, Miriam still couldn't defeat Zhao Zilong.

In front of Miriam, Zhao Zilong was like a sea with no bottom.

Whenever Miriam felt that she could get a little closer to Zhao Zilong, the opponent's almost perfect spear skills left Miriam at her wits' end.

"really,"

Miriam didn't know when she learned Yi Lin's mantra that was not very popular. She stood up unsteadily in the pool of blood, holding the sword in both hands, facing death with no fear on her face: "You can do it for me." The only thing that brings victory is that sword."

"Is it that move again?" The expression on Zhao Zilong's face was relaxed and comfortable. Although he was already very serious, Miriam's unfamiliar and rough swordsmanship skills made it really difficult for Zhao Zilong to be serious.

That move was indeed powerful, but Zhao Zilong already knew how to deal with it.

No one can defeat Zhao Zilong with the same move!

nobody!

"Your swordsmanship is just like unpolished jade. It is unpolished, open and closed, and lacks a bit of agility in its extreme strength. It is quite a pity." Zhao Zilong commented calmly: "Among the swordsmanship masters Zhao knows, , let alone that Xiliang Jin Ma Chao, your swordsmanship is slightly inferior to that of Zhao’s former master.”

Zhao Zilong shook his head: "Aside from your brute strength, you are not worthy of the name "Saber". "

As he spoke, there was a bit of regret in Zhao Zilong's eyes: "The Holy Grail is really a wonderful artifact. It would be a great blessing in life if I could have a killing duel with my former opponents on the battlefield again. At the same time, this is also Zhao's regret. and wishes.”

Real heroic spirits are often summoned by the Heroic Spirit Seat with some kind of regret.

A heroic spirit that seems to have no regrets is not worthy of being a true heroic spirit.

What Zhao Zilong meant was, "You don't deserve it."

But he is polite, has high emotional intelligence, and speaks more tactfully.

Miriam took a deep breath and began to gather her magic power.

The magic power around her quickly gathered towards Mirien.

Miriam's eyes were focused.

Zhao Zilong's eyes narrowed, the tip of his gun pointed to the ground, and he finally became serious: "Determination to fight to the death? Interesting."

The sword in the lake lit up with golden light, like a bright golden firework.

The light was brighter than ever before, making Miriam like the brightest star in the dark night.

Mirien raised her sword high.

Zhao Zilong had his first experience.

This second time, Zhao Zilong stared at the front of the sword in the lake.

He already knew the secret of that sword.

That sword curry stick, the shot fired, only the front part has an outrageous damage judgment.

The "tail" at the back is just a bluffing special effect and can be ignored.

As long as the tip of the spear is concentrated at one point, the sword can deviate from its original trajectory.

He couldn't block, but he could parry.

Miriam finished charging up her strength and struck down hard with her raised sword!

"Excalibur—"

"The Sword of Promised Victory"!

The golden light traveled across the battlefield, tearing apart the space, and headed straight for Zhao Zilong!

Zhao Zilong took strange steps under his feet, aimed his Yajiao gun at the point where the light was most concentrated, and shook it hard!

"Ding!"

The curry stick was blown open!

Won!

Zhao Zilong used the same moves to defeat the opponent, and found no surprise.

His right hand, extending from his wrist to his shoulder, was so numb that he lost consciousness.

But it doesn't matter.

Will be able to recover quickly.

A Noble Phantasm of this level cannot be released a second time in a short period of time.

Zhao Zilong just blocked the curry stick.

At that moment, his attention was focused on that point, and he was momentarily negligent to the surrounding situation.

Normally, this oversight does not have much impact.

but,

When Zhao Zilong's vision recovered from the bright light, in less than half a second, Miriam's figure appeared in front of him a few meters away.

She took advantage of the moment when Zhao Zilong concentrated on blocking the "Sword of Victory" after swinging the sword, hiding behind the light of the curry stick, and deceived himself to come to Zhao Zilong.

Mirien's sword once again condensed the golden light that Zhao Zilong was familiar with.

This time, Mirien didn't pose or call out the name of the move, she just released the second move silently!

The second move - "Sword of Vow to Victory"!

The golden light penetrated Zhao Zilong's chest.

Zhao Zilong felt the pain in his chest. After the severe pain, his limbs seemed to be floating and weightless.

"ah."

Zhao Zilong sighed, flicked his Yajiao gun, and stuck it at his feet.

"I lost, whether it was a battle of generals or a battle of warriors."

Zhao Zilong looked at Miriam, who was pale and panting, and asked curiously: "Who taught you this move?"

Mirien supported her body with her sword, trying not to fall down.

In fact.

It is not impossible to release the Noble Phantasm continuously.

If we talk about the first sword, it uses the magic power stored in the body and the free magic power particles in the Age of Gods.

Then Mirien's second sword overdraws her own life force.

This is the real decisive blow.

Either you die or I die.

There is no third possibility.

"He taught me."

Mirien recalled Yi Lin's words and said honestly.

…

"You, what's that move for? Curry stick, it's very powerful, but every time you enlarge the move, you have to pose for a while and shout the name of the move. You're old, can you stop being like that? You're in the second grade? Can't you sneak up and use your moves to catch the opponent off guard and make him die with his eyes closed? It's a shame that you are facing Zhao Zilong, who is more of a martial artist. If it were me, what would you do if you shouted the words "Curry Stick"? Before I come out, I will kill you instantly."

"You... are shameless. The knights are facing each other in a fight to the death, how can they be surprised?"

"But you are now the heroic spirit "Saber". "

Yilin patted Miriam on the shoulder with a deep voice.

Miriam's pink face suddenly turned frighteningly dark.

…

Zhao Zilong's body gradually turned into sporadic lights and was dissipating.

Miriam held her sword in silence for a moment: "I'm sorry."

Zhao Zilong's back stood upright, like a sculpture, motionless. He looked at Mirien with a smile: "Put your chest up and enjoy the joy of victory, young knight king. This is your rightful victory! In addition, Zhao takes back what he just said."

Miriam looked slightly startled, looking at Zhao Zilong whose lower body had disappeared, waiting for Zhao Zilong's farewell words.

"You are worthy of the name "Saber", young...swordsman. "

Knight is a kind of character, but it is also a kind of bondage.

But in that moment, Miriam risked her own life, took off the burden of the knight, and fought Zhao Zilong as only "Saber", she surpassed herself.

Finished.

Zhao Zilong disappeared.

He left no trace.

It's like it never appeared.

Zhao Zilong is a super general with a perfect hexagon and no dead ends.

In the circle of apostles, Miriam is also a polygonal warrior. The only thing she lost to Zhao Zilong was that the area of ​​the polygon was a little smaller.

When Zhao Zilong blocked the first sword, his right arm trembled slightly. Miriam noticed this when he failed for the first time.

This is the only moment where a flaw appears in the hexagonal perfect military commander.

Mirien seized this opportunity, overdrawn her life force, and swung the second sword.

So, Miriam won.

Zhao Zilong obviously knew where he lost, so he said that this was Miriam's "honest and fair" victory.

Only when Miriam no longer shouldered the weight of knightly character and faced off against Zhao Zilong were the two of them on the same starting line.

So far.

Miriam is no longer a knight who bears the title of King of Knights, but a "Saber" who simply fights on the battlefield.

Moments after Zhao Zilong disappeared.

Miriam's legs weakened and she almost fell down.

But she gritted her teeth and held on.

She looked at the sky, where bursts of golden light were drowned by black shadows.

The corpses of the strange beasts turned into rain of blood and minced meat, falling down.

In front of me is a tragic doomsday scene.

"It's not over yet."

Mirien walked towards other battlefields step by step with heavy steps.

Right now.

far away.

A thin figure walked towards Mirien.

There was no living thing around that figure.

Only him.

In this situation, the figure was like a lonely soul in the dark night, which seemed a bit strange.

Mirien raised her sword and prepared to strike.

But when the figure approached, Mirien looked at him in surprise: "Is Kotomine fair?"

It seemed so miserable for Kotomine Koi at this moment.

Covered in blood.

On his neck, a circle of fine stitches circled around his neck.

His eye sockets were empty, and someone had gouged out his eyes.

"I'm sorry to meet you at such an untimely occasion, in such an embarrassing situation, and in such a desolate posture." Kotomine, who had lost his eyesight, knelt down on one knee in front of Miriam. When he raised his head, A smile appeared on his face that made Miriam feel extremely unfamiliar: "First time we meet, my king."

…

Roland ran away naked.

The majestic paladin was actually shirtless and only wearing a pair of tattered underpants.

But what makes people very angry is that Roland actually became stronger with such a shameful gesture.

Roland held the holy sword "Indestructible Holy Durandal", closed his eyes, and easily shuttled through the attacks.

In this scene, Roland's figure has the charm of "passing among thousands of flowers without a single leaf touching him", elegant, calm and abnormal.

"Are you going to use a big move?"

Yi Lin gritted his teeth.

Although his magic power is abundant, it is not endless.

Yi Lin cannot spend most of her magic power on Roland.

at this time.

The aerial battlefield has undergone tremendous changes.

There were bursts of explosions.

The only, last bit of golden light in the sky was drowned by darkness.

Four huge shadows still covered the night sky.

Uruk fell into deep despair.

Just as Gilgamesh predicted, in the face of this overwhelming alien invasion, no one can see hope, including Yilin.

However, it's not time to give up yet.

A Deng frowned and was about to say something.

Bai Xiaoyi emerged from the thick fog, and his voice rang in Yi Lin's ears: "Master, you go to support other battlefields first."

"you?"

Yi Lin looked at Bai Xiaoyi with a hint of surprise in her eyes.

Bai Xiaoyi giggled: "My mother and I have a combined treasure move. It's too powerful, so I'm afraid it will scare you. Small-scale moves can't hurt that pervert, so leave this to my mother and me. You guys go first?" Let's go, after we, mother and daughter, work together to deal with this pervert, we will come and join you, Master."

Nie Hongxiu was in the distance, constantly condensing her silver hair into a spear, and stabbing Roland to death. But when Yi Lin looked at Nie Hongxiu, Nie Hongxiu's eyes were cold, and she looked back and nodded, as if she had the same idea.

Yi Lin was always paying attention to the sky and other battlefields. After pondering for a moment, he nodded:

"Okay, then I'll leave it to you."

After that, Yi Lin drew a circle and disappeared in front of Roland with A Deng and Ruth.

Roland finally opened his eyes. He looked at Bai Xiaoyi and Nie Hongxiu who were staying here, and murmured to himself: "To be honest, I really envy him."

"Without further ado!"

Bai Xiaoyi and Nie Hongxiu, one behind the other, blocked Roland's retreat.

At the same time, Nie Hongxiu and Bai Xiaoyi's eyes became as red as blood, and their white fangs protruded from the corners of their mouths. There was a ferocious ghost horn on their left and right foreheads, which pierced their scalps and grew. come out.

They... turned into ghosts!

The experience of Gui Wushan was the most painful memory deep in their hearts.

They don't even want to recall every detail of when they became "ghosts".

They also didn't want Yi Lin to see their ugly appearance when they turned into "ghosts".

But at this moment, Bai Xiaoyi and Nie Hongxiu, for the sake of Yi Lin, for victory, and to beat the pervert Roland to death, they would rather touch that painful memory again.

Become a ghost!

In Roland's surprised eyes, the mother and daughter who turned into ghosts flew into the air at the same time, holding their hands tightly together.

In the blink of an eye, the scenery in front of Roland changed.

Thick and lingering fog.

Eerie mountain.

Dense forest.

A huge blood moon appeared strangely in the sky, as close as if it was hanging above several people's heads. The concave hills on the moon were clearly visible.

The blood moon is in the sky!

This is the tragic memory and mental landscape shared by Bai Xiaoyi and Nie Hongxiu!

"This is... an inherent barrier!"

After being surprised, Roland stared at the unfamiliar scenery in front of him and sighed.