"It doesn't matter if you scold me. ...Your atonement will be inherited by my sword." A sincere statement. When Mordred died, she smiled suddenly and said, "A rebellious knight actually lost to a traitor. How shameless!" The spirits dispersed. The knight named Mordred flew away. "Tsk... You're almost dead and still talking nonsense, what a damn coward." In the FA timeline, Mordred was silent for a while, and murmured softly with some complicated emotions: "But... that's right, we are all the same... you bastard." Maintaining a youthful attitude. Thinking about endless dreams. Is it really possible for a Mordred like this, and myself like this, to be happy? Thinking of this, she sighed with melancholy and looked at the screen again.
... In the video at this time. Finally it was his turn. The proud yet polite king. He showed no ill will from beginning to end, and was willing to help Ramses II of Chaldea even though he possessed the Holy Grail. He...will risk everything to open the barrier of this holy city and let the Lion King who is willing to become a god strike a heavy blow. "Open the eyes of the Great Temple! Light of Dendera, activate!" "Transfer the magic power allocated for the defense of the rectification into the large light bulb!" "Next, I will use all the savings of the Great Temple to give the Holy City a super long-distance Great Divine Punishment!" The God King Ozyman Diaz shouted loudly. His golden eyes seemed to flash with thunder. The bold words spread to the areas beyond the frontier, filled with surging pride, releasing all the thermal magic stored in this temple! He recognized that Rongomyniad was a god, but he would not allow such a creature to desecrate life and punish humans. Everything concerning human beings should be under the jurisdiction of the God-King. Following the sound, magical power burst out from Ozymandiaz's body. The golden afterglow illuminated the temple and dyed half of the sky golden. "Big Light Bulb Amon Ra, open your eyes! See for yourself!!" The earth trembled with the sound. This desert temple that once hosted Chaldea was constantly swaying between the ups and downs of magic power.
In an instant, there was thunder and lightning. The concentrated energy of the light cannon surged, enough to destroy the world and the destructive siphon, causing thunder! The ring-shaped light bypassed the city-state, and the deep blue energy burst out and hit the holy city! rolling. The light beam that was out of the human world hit the magic shield that the Holy City had already set up. The city was burned by lightning and the interweaving colors of gold and red, like hell descending from the earth. but-- "It's blocked!" In front of the screen, Tatsumi sighed and wailed. He hoped that this move could directly break the Lion King's city-state and solve all problems. "Is there something else going on in this situation..." Zhu Xingtuan frowned, thinking of the scene where people kept leaving, and looked at the temple in the clip with a sense of something: "Could it be..." It’s okay if you don’t succeed. Based on the self-esteem of the God King, he would never give up! "Then let's fire two more rounds. No, let's fire ten rounds! Convert half of the remaining spiritual energy into magic power and speed up the Great Temple!" Ozyman Diaz stood in front of the temple. His heroic posture deeply caught everyone's attention—— "The barrier of the Holy City is as fragile as paper! Haha, how pitiful, Tower of the End!!" Finished speaking. The hero's body suddenly burst into glory. That is the color of the spirit base. He is willing to sacrifice his own flesh and blood in exchange for success, the immortal dignity of the God King! The golden light floated away and then gathered at the top of the pyramid. The light and heat are scorching. Even the solid barrier created by the goddess is vulnerable to the artillery fire full of indomitable spirit and pride! The eye-catching blue artillery fire continued to vent, and the God King standing in front of the temple became more and more transparent. It was tragic, magnificent, and the hero was not shaken at the possibility of dying! 【Bang--!!】 A loud roar. After the dragon roared, the rage of the God King swallowed up the miracles of the holy city. However, in a corner of the temple.
The body of the God King had already turned transparent, but he still commanded confidently and firmly— "Don't look back, Nitocris! Don't mind me!" For a moment, Ozyman Diaz's divinity and humanity stood side by side and penetrated everyone's eyes. He stood there proudly as always. finally-- The city-state was completely shattered! A huge amount of heat energy also came from the end over there. It is a force that can destroy large cities and even countries overnight. It was a blow that the Lion King had to respond to after acknowledging the threat given by Ozyman Diaz. "No... We can't continue in this situation..." In the Lostbelt Fairy Empire, the fairy Tristant has already restrained his initial smile and looked at this scene with inexplicable regret. He doesn't know whether it is a pity that the story has to end here or a pity that such a serious play did not succeed in the end. But—— "It's not over yet, Bavanshi." The fairy Gawain glanced at her colleague, then looked at the screen. She said firmly, "It must... not be over yet." Her eyes followed the light of judgment that streaked across the sky. The flickering light is enough to destroy the stars and devour the earth. It seems that one blow can have the effect of collapsing the world. But ah.. The faith of heroes. But it doesn't stop just because you see death. "Sorry, I'm rude." Nitocris, who had always been respectful and followed the God-King, suddenly said goodbye. This Egyptian female pharaoh saved Chaldea from danger countless times. She spread her arms - The radiance of the spiritual foundation surges with the treasure - Dense gray and black clouds accompanied by indescribable virtual matter blocked the light of judgment. That is Nitocris's Noble Phantasm, which opens the border of the underworld. At high altitude, the two energies pushed and shoved each other. Even the atmosphere was burning, the entire space was twisted and boiling. The dark purple light was faintly showing signs of weakening.
Such an outcome is unbearable. If this continues, the temple will be destroyed. 【Bye now】 The anecdotes of meeting and parting with her friends emerged in her mind, and she smiled knowingly. The time of farewell has come. She roared loudly without any scruples, burning her spiritual foundation, and her body became transparent and was about to collapse. The already declining power of the underworld was once again on par with the light of judgment. In this lonely city where no one will ever visit again, she burned everything to bid farewell to her trusted friends in Chaldea. Qianxun з1Ч①э81 She screamed and struggled hard to prevent the light of judgment from moving even a step closer. This made Ozymandiaz silently retract his raised arm. The God-King looked at his proud and silent colleague, his fellow tribesman. The hearty laughter resounds throughout the world. "...No, there's no need to ask. You won't ask for help even if you burn out. That's the kind of woman you are." "All right!" "Lion King, you won the battle of Noble Phantasms. But the victory itself is a draw with you!" On the throne. Ozyman Diaz has been standing here like a shadow. With a clear voice, he made his final declaration to the goddess. "The blow you delivered to my head is your weakness! My Noble Phantasm is still intact!" "The punishment from the great god isn't strong enough! I'll give you a taste of the rest of the grave!" "Even the Holy Lance would be like a broken ship under such a huge impact!" A stern word. The God King who had persisted to the end burned his spiritual foundation. This was his last glory. It is a treasure transformed from the great achievements he created himself! At the end of that light. What awaits the Holy Lance is not a light cannon, but some kind of medium between the vast galaxy.
"The Sun Stele, a huge stone, a pyramid that governs the universe!" "My infinite glory, the sun has descended here! Set down, the Great Composite Temple of Glory!!!" With the resolution to die. As the spiritual base is completely burned out. The glorious and magnificent building was reflected on the top of the Holy Lance Tower. As steady as a rock, that was the great achievement of Ozyman Diaz's life, and the proof that he would go down in history as the Pharaoh! Its color was golden and radiant, even the glory of the Tower at the End was completely taken away.