I will finally be a partner in justice

They handed over the important tasks to their subordinates and rushed to the last.

The powerful led the weak, gathered into a stronger force, tearing the line of defense without reason.

The crowd surrounded the once capital and fortress.

A ruin.

The soldiers surrounded the palace, and the king held the holy spear and brought the knights to the throne.

The last god of the sat on the throne and looked at the king of people who came to him.

"Arthur...!"

He talked.

"You are at a dead end, what else can you say?" Wang walked out of the crowd, questioning him.

"Why do you want to resist me? Why do you deny me? Why do you consider yourself a human?"

"Britain must be destroyed, and you must be extinct."

"If there is still life, it is to return to the primitive with the hand of God!"

On the holy throne, black shadows gleamed, and the hot and piping molten iron turned into black molten slurry, swallowing all the glory.

Even the brilliance of the Star Sword, even the brilliance of the Star Spear.

All were swallowed.

The throne collapsed, the roaring black cloud destroyed the palace, and the illusory dragon head finally roared.

The magician of flowers, disperse these ruins.

Wang stepped firmly out of the dark clouds.

At this time, Altria, and Morgan, who lived on the island, discovered that Bailong Votigeng was Britain itself.

In the meaning of an island, the clone of the island appears to be the humble king, the king incarnate as a white dragon, who has not been a human since a long time ago, but a real one, unwilling to see the old age of the new age.

"You have no future! Extinction is your destiny!" He said.

"The future is not spoken out, it is created with both hands. You who gave up a long time ago, what right do you have to talk about the future in front of this king?" Wang said.

"Don't you fear? Extinction... even if God is afraid of extinction!" He said.

"It is because of fear that I perceive my weakness. Only by recognizing my weakness can I move forward unswervingly."

The king walked to the throne step by step.

"Even though there are thousands of people, the extinction of Britain is an established fact. It is a fact that even God cannot do anything!"

"The things that gods can't do are done by men," Wang said.

"Arrogant!" God said.

"Humans have the right to be arrogant because we have been moving forward. Gods seem to be omnipotent, but only humans can really shoot down the stars." Wang said.

"There is no way ahead of you!" God said.

"Our ancestors came from a primitive with nothing. There was no way. The way was paved by yourself. The last god, do you want to go by yourself or do you want to send you away?"

The king held the holy spear Lungominiad, calmly looking at the dead god.

God laughed, extremely ironic.

He was actually driven to a dead end by an ant.

And this ant is actually the puppet he once supported up!

irony!

It's ironic!

Carefree, ironically laughing.

"I'm in the abyss, looking at you. The last king, the last fantasy king! Your end will be consistent with me!"

God lifted his palm and penetrated his chest.

"It seems that you have to go by yourself. Then—the king won't give it away."

Wang turned his back and looked at the Holy Spear Lungominiad in his hand. He said: "Britain, your sorrow, I will listen to you!"

The Holy Spear Lungominiad was shining, and the hot spear body had cooled down. The king could feel an extremely powerful force, brewing in the Holy Spear, that was the power of the Star Anchor.

There is no doubt that this star anchor already belongs to him, to him, the king of final fantasy.

The shining starlight dispelled the claws of the past, and the way forward was uncertain, but the king took firm steps.

The duel with the past is over, but the battle with the future has just begun!

Chapter 133 Unification [Third more]

The Holy Spear Lungominiad recognized Shirou's main rank of the island, which also means that the battle with the past has finally come to an end.

he.

Do not.

This honor shouldn't be his alone, otherwise it would be a blasphemy against the soldiers who sprinkled their blood on the ground.

So, it should be them.

They successfully prevented the final counterattack of the past era.

But the matter is not over yet.

The head of the owl had already died, but the earth was still full of monsters, but after the death of the white dragon, these monsters could not turn the waves.

After Shi Lang united the kings, there were no more groups of monsters in three months.

They were not qualified to enter the inner sea of ​​the stars, and the world on the surface rejected them.

What awaits them is their destruction.

This is the war of races.

If you don't fight, you die.