Illimitable Until Death

“Pfft... Pfft...”

The high sky gardens hanging in the middle of the sky gradually collapsed, not knowing when.

A wave of purple and black poison gas spreads from the garden like fog, covering the entire garden.

Under the erosion of poison gas, the garden is causing a shock.

The life of the plants and trees was taken away and gradually withered.

The earth's anger is consumed and turned into dry stones.

A building was gradually dyed grey and white in terrible poison gas, just as it was piled up with sand, and then the wind broke down.

The entire garden of the sky, in this case, seemed to be melted with snow accumulation, a little bit of tortoise, gradually disintegrating, and finally scattered in the direction of the earth, like gravel.

Under these circumstances, the aerial garden finally lost its power to continue soaring and began to fall down in a burst of roar.

The poison gas is pouring like a swamp up there.

The surrounding airflow is not even close.

Intense friction turned the entire sky garden into a giant meteorite with a flame that fell in acceleration.

If we continue like this, it is not hard to imagine the catastrophe caused by this meteorite falling on the ground.

Not to mention the horrible toxic gases that have been volatilizing above will attack the real earth as the garden falls.

At that time, in the face of the terrible poison that even the gods fear, this era will also suffer terrible repercussions, which are no different from the catastrophe of the end of the world.

Unfortunately, this meteorite, which is about to wreak havoc on human history, is doomed to fall to the ground.

“Boom...”

At first, it was just a small piece.

A little flame like a red lotus.

It has no precursor to burning in the heart of a garden that gradually turns into meteorites and gradually grows stronger.

The Red Lotus Fire is beautiful.

In the presence of purple and black poison gas like a swamp, that bright color seemed to add a little admiration to the world so that it would not fade away.

The Red Lotus Fire is also sacred.

In the fog, which is incredibly toxic, it burns slowly, like sludge without dyeing, burning away any poison gas that attempts to erode.

As the flame of the Red Lotus grew stronger, it finally burst out in one breath.

Like the swollen currents, the flames of the Red Lotus swept in all directions, wrapping the entire garden in the air.

The sky garden, which fell in the direction of the earth, was thus completely transformed into a fireball.

And in the fireball, everything was burning.

Flower trees are burning.

The earth palace is burning.

Rubble debris is burning.

Poison gas fog is also burning.

“Buzz ————! ”

Not far from the burning sky garden, a star eagle appeared in the air carrying several lords and followers, like a mirage.

“Ah...”

I don't know who made that sound.

That's amazing.

That was touching.

At this moment, the eyes of the slow-burning Red Lotus Fire were filled with amazement and emotion, whether it was Genrai, Fiorette, Coles, Zigg or Astorford.

Because it's too beautiful, too sacred.

It's obvious that you can burn everything down, but nobody thinks it's scary.

At least, no one in the audience would know what that flame stands for.

How could the fire of the Red Lotus burn at the cost of the Virgin's life be terrible?

That flame, it exists not to destroy, but to purify all evil in the world.

As a result, the sky gardens are burning, as are the mythical poisons.

Everything that was about to bring the inevitable catastrophe to human history was burned in that sacred flame and gradually purified.

So, people's hearts are touched and they have no fear.

But, in addition to being moved, there are indelible sorrows in people's hearts.

“JOAN...”

Astorford's voice brought with it a crying sadness.

Sieg, Fiore and Coles are also successive silences, and the emotions that flow through their hearts are nothing but sorrow.

Only the source of light, staring at the fire that purifies all evil red lotus, has no sorrow in his eyes, no sorrow, some just reverence.

“She, indeed, is the Virgin...”

In order to save the people on the ground and erase the catastrophe that had come, the Virgin named Joan burned herself, turned into a fire of red lotus, burned out the gardens and the poison gas without a trace of residue.

The Virgin was too bright for the source of the "ghost" sealed in her body.

Of course, the heart of the ray of light is also filled with silk sorrow.

Though there was not much communication with JOAN, he could not help but think about it as if he were a mother's captain.

“She's only 19 years old...”

How can such a young girl give her life for humanity?

This, as a hero, is not incomprehensible, but also understandable.

Because the source of light is only a hero, and it was only a Kyoto, not all mankind.

It is for this reason that Yuan Lai Guang believes that he should not be arrogant in understanding each other's consciousness, but simply need to respect it.

But only tears cannot flow.

After all, that's not a bad thing, is it?

With this idea in mind, the source of light looks at the garden that gradually disappears in the flames of the Red Lotus.

“Gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"

Mesopotamian mythological serpent screaming before death, gradually burned down in the fire of the Red Lotus, eventually completely disappeared.

As such, the garden carrying the mythological level of dramatic poison was purified and burned to the ground.

At that time, Fiorette shouted.

“Look over there! ”

Everyone immediately followed Fiorette's direction and looked to the heart of the Red Lotus Fire.

The next second, everyone saw it.

“Psst! ”

The Holy Grail, which blossoms with all its brightness, is sheltered by the fire of the Red Lotus. Instead of signs of burning, it is entrusted to the flame.

“My lord! ”

Yuan Lai Guang thought and did not want to turn himself into a thunderbolt, flashing towards the Holy Grail, which was entrusted by the flames of the Red Lotus.

“Eagle! Let's go too! ”

Astorford clapped his head hard, causing the hawk to make a grievant spike and rush towards the Great Grail.

And nobody found out.

The Red Lotus Fire, which holds the Great Grail, is gradually becoming a beautiful figure.

The magnificent cyanochrome hair dances in flames.

The glowing figure hangs in the light of the Holy Grail.

World-class gorgeous, like a goddess born in flames, appeared before the Holy Grail.

Spin, slowly open your eyes, reveal a helpless smile, so to speak.

“How discretionary...”