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Chapter 1128 Barbatos, Eat My X-Metal Holy Sword!

The laughing bat was slammed into the ground, and cracks spread rapidly like a spider web.

Dark energy hissed and seeped out from the cracks in his shattered armor.

Even after suffering such a severe blow, the Bat of Laughter still let out an even sharper and more maniacal laugh.

"Haha...cough cough...hahaha."

He spat out a mouthful of foul blood, his maniacal laughter chilling. "That was exhilarating, but... my little princess, your power... cannot deceive me."

He seems to be getting more and more interested in Machima.

“I see it…I see your ambition.”

The maniacal laughter was laced with blatant malice. “We’re all the same. We all want to build a new world. Oh, I often talk to people about my ideals, and they tell me it sounds like a fairy tale woven by Santa Claus and the Tooth Fairy.”

Hearing the maniacal laughter, Machima didn't continue to attack, but simply watched the other person quietly, as if watching a boring one-man show.

She wanted to hear what this dying insect could still say.

But what the maniacal laughter followed made Bruce Wayne, who was standing next to him, quite concerned.

"In my eyes, which have seen through the darkness of countless universes..."

The laughter grew even more maniacal. "I see the darkness within you. We are both immersed in grand ideals, so...why not join us?"

Machima felt a little annoyed that the laughter had hit home.

She felt that the guy in front of her could really see right through her.

With a displeased expression, Machima took a step forward and raised that deadly index finger once more.

"Bang!"

An invisible force instantly pierced through the laughing man's arm as he tried to raise it to block; the dark armor was pierced like paper, leaving a smooth-edged hole.
"Ugh!"

He let out a short, sharp cry of pain amidst his maniacal laughter.

Machima continued her attack.

"Bang!"

One of the legs that was laughing wildly was struck by an invisible force, and the knee bent backward at an odd angle.

"Bang!"

He suffered a fracture in his other shoulder blade, and his arm hung limply.

"Bang!"

An invisible force grazed the laughing mask, leaving deep grooves that almost revealed the twisted flesh beneath.

Despite the excruciating pain, the maniacal laughter continued, broken and intermittent. "Hahahaha, look... look... this is... your very essence—destruction... Why, why not embrace the dark world? Meet it with your destructive and dark heart!"

Bruce stood aside, watching Machima's brutal killing and maniacal laughter, speechless for a moment.

Looking at Machima's petite yet terrifying back and listening to her maniacal laughter, Bruce felt a storm raging within him.

Such a young girl could calmly and collectedly slaughter the Laughing Bat, without any emotional fluctuation on her face.

Who is this? !

While Machima was brutally killing the Batman Who Laughs, the battle in Gotham Crater in the distance was also reaching its climax.

Barbatos, with its massive body wreathed in purplish-black evil electricity, sits atop the multiverse tower.

Upon seeing Peter tame the clown dragon, he immediately realized something was wrong.

Peter now possesses the Tenth Metal, has tamed the Clown Dragon, and all the members of the Dark Knights have vanished.

He already sensed that his end was near.

"My God! He did it! Mr. Patrick did it!"

When Ron Weasley saw Peter tame the clown dragon, his mouth dropped open and he almost jumped up in excitement.

Harry, standing next to him, let out a heavy sigh of relief, his tense shoulders finally relaxing a little.

Harry was also filled with shock as he looked at Peter standing at the head of the Joker.

Hermione quickly recovered from her daze, using a repair charm to barely reinforce the power armor damaged in the battle, while speaking rapidly to Harry and Ron.

"Don't get distracted, Harry, Ron, the battle isn't over yet."

On the other side, Thor wielded Stormbreaker, unleashing thunderous lightning to bombard the dark creatures while letting out a loud laugh.

He patted his slightly protruding belly and shouted to Peter, "Yeah, Mr. Patrick, I knew you could do it, haha."

"boom!"

An excited Thor unleashed a thick bolt of lightning from his battle axe, turning a row of shadow bat monsters into ashes.

Tony Stark, in turn, maneuvered his armor and nimbly swooped down to Peter's side.

The visor rose, revealing Tony's amazed expression. "Dude, well done. But seriously, is this outfit some kind of ancient Greek imitation?"

Peter: "."

Is this guy mocking his own fashion sense?
Silver Saints, never heard of them?

Peter glared at Tony, coughed, and turned his gaze to Barbatos at the top of the tower.

The others, including Eve, Lyra, Raven, Gwen and the other "Fathers of Anxiety" and the multiverse alliance, felt their anxiety instantly replaced by immense encouragement upon seeing Peter's figure.

With Peter's arrival as the team's leader, everyone's fighting spirit was greatly boosted.

Before she could exchange pleasantries with Peter, Lyra's eyes flashed with a burst of red heat, and she and Clark transformed into two streaks of light, like shooting stars shooting in reverse, heading straight for Barbatos.

Seeing the two attacking him, Barbatos roared and swung his claws, unleashing several black lightning bolts powerful enough to tear apart souls and annihilate matter, like twisted venomous snakes, that lunged at Clark and Lyra.

At this critical moment, Atomic Girl Eve appeared in front of the two as if she had teleported.

As Eve activated her ability, the space in front of her was instantly compressed and reconstructed.

A pink shield made of countless layers was formed in an instant.

The black lightning struck the shield hard, unleashing a teeth-grinding tearing sound and a blinding flash of energy.

The shield fluctuated violently, and even tiny cracks appeared on its surface, but it ultimately managed to withstand the powerful attack.

"It's now!"

Clark and Lyra seized the opportunity, unleashing their heat vision and freezing breath simultaneously, bombarding Barbatos's slightly exposed body and blasting out bursts of dark energy.

At the same time, a young girl's figure ran against the current up the twisted tower.

Artoria Pendragon, her holy sword "Excalibur" radiating an unprecedentedly brilliant golden light, enveloped her entire body.

Like a knight charging into battle, Artoria launched a desperate charge towards Barbatos.

Although she is not a Heroic Spirit, her strength as the King of Knights is quite formidable.

Artoria not only possesses excellent melee combat skills, but she can also "unleash magic".

The term "magic release" refers to using magic to enhance one's weapons and physical body. In the original work, the physically weak Artoria was able to fight monsters like Hercules head-on because she greatly enhanced her physical abilities with magic.

Furthermore, the scabbard of the Holy Sword—"The Distant Ideal Land"—is now within her body. This relic, which can heal the wielder from any injury and even halt the aging process, was placed within her by Peter, making the Knight King's strength comparable to that of the Heroic Spirits.

In addition, during her time with Peter and Mordred, the Knight King experienced a different life and resolved her grudges with Mordred, which made her care deeply about her current life.

She naturally hated Barbatos, who wanted to destroy everything and even the world.

"Ho!"

Artoria roared, pouring all the surging magic power within her body into the holy sword.

The holy sword, imbued with magic, slashed heavily towards Barbatos.

Each swing unleashed a golden blade of light tens of meters long, slashing fiercely at Barbatos's body, which was entangled in dark energy.

The light blades collided and annihilated with the dark energy, producing a deafening roar.

Although Artoria's figure appeared somewhat small in front of the enormous Barbatos.

But the holy light emanating from the holy sword she held was exceptionally bright in the darkness, leaving everyone stunned.

"Oh!"

In the instant he blocked the black lightning, Barbatos seized upon Artoria's weakness.

Barbatos's claws, moving at a speed beyond visual perception and carrying the power to tear through space, struck Artoria fiercely.

"Oh!"

Artoria only had time to hold the holy sword horizontally in front of her before she was struck by an irresistible force.

The protective magical light dimmed instantly, and Artoria plummeted straight down from the tower.

Fresh blood spurted from his mouth, tracing an arc in the air.

The holy sword in her hand also slipped from her grasp and fell to the ground.

"It's over! Tiny insect!"

Barbatos proclaimed his victory, and a destructive lightning bolt, imbued with the power of his core dark essence, began to rapidly converge, its target aimed directly at Artoria, who was helplessly falling from the sky.

This attack was enough to completely annihilate her body and soul.

"Artoria!"

Peter, who was controlling the clown dragon to fight against the dark monsters, was shocked to see this scene and immediately rushed towards Artoria.

I finally managed to seduce the King of Knights; I don't want him to be sent to Valhalla all at once.

Oh, right, the tenth metal!
Suddenly struck by an idea, Peter sat atop the clown demon he had tamed without hesitation, his right hand clenching in mid-air.

The flowing tenth metal instantly condensed in his hand into a slender metal longsword that shimmered with golden light.

The weapon, constructed from the tenth metal, embodies the concept of "hope" itself and is capable of confronting and even restraining the forces of the dark multiverse.

"Catch! Saber!"

Peter used all his strength to throw the sword of hope like a javelin at the falling knight king.

As Artoria plummeted through the raging winds, she saw a streak of golden light flying toward her.

In an instant, Artoria sensed a power within it that shared the same origin as her holy sword, yet was more inclusive and full of possibilities.

Just before Barbatos's destructive lightning was about to erupt, Artoria suddenly reached out and firmly grasped the Tenth Metal Holy Sword.

The moment she gripped the sword hilt, something unexpected happened.

The remaining magic within her, her belief as the Knight King, and her determination to protect this world and its people resonated intensely with the source of "hope" contained within the Tenth Metal.

"Om-!"

The tenth metal, the "Holy Sword," erupted with an unprecedentedly intense golden light.

This light even temporarily suppressed the dark energy that Barbatos was about to unleash.

The form of the holy sword subtly changed in Artoria's hands, becoming more perfectly suited to her control.

Artoria stabilized her fall, and her magic erupted once more.

Holding the sword with both hands, she raised the tenth metal longsword high above her head, concentrating all her strength, beliefs, and resolve into its blade.

At this moment, Artoria no longer thought about Camlan's regrets, nor did she dwell on her complicated relationship with Mordred.

At this moment, she was merely a warrior, a guardian, a queen who was determined to utterly vanquish the demon that brought ultimate darkness before her.

"In the name of Pendragon, with this sword of hope as my guide—"

"Evil forces! Here they are—completely ended!"

As Artoria unleashed a thunderous roar, a meteor strewn with gold and silver pierced the heavens and earth, hurtling forward.

Wielding the tenth metal holy sword, the Knight King transformed into a bolt of lightning, flowing upstream at a speed that even surpassed Barbatos's reaction time.

In Barbatos's cold eyes, the dazzling light, containing a power that instinctively terrified it, was clearly reflected and rapidly magnified.

"Do not……!"

Barbatos only had time to let out half a roar of shock and anger.

“Pfft——!!!”

A sound like a sharp blade piercing through rotten wood rang out.

Golden light pierced through Barbatos' chest and then, with unstoppable force, burst forth from the back of his massive body.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment.

Artoria appeared behind Barbatos, holding the Tenth Metal Holy Sword whose light was gradually dimming, and breathing slightly.

Behind her, Barbatos' massive body stood frozen in place, the dark energy gathered in his hands dissipating rapidly like a punctured balloon.

A huge crack, with silver particles flowing along its edges, stretched from its throat all the way to its back and was still widening.

"Impossible... My darkness... is eternal..."

Barbatos let out a final whisper, filled with resentment and disbelief.

The next second, his massive dark body began to disintegrate inch by inch from the cracks inside, turning into countless black dust particles, which were then completely purified by the remaining power of the tenth metal, the power of hope, and vanished without a trace.

The dark red sky that shrouded Gotham, like a torn curtain, began to fluctuate violently before shattering into pieces, revealing the long-lost normal cosmic starry sky that represented life behind it.

The evil god Barbatos has fallen!
With the power of the Tenth Metal Holy Sword, Artoria slowly descended from the sky.

Her steps were a little unsteady, but she still managed to stand up straight.

She looked down at the tenth metal holy sword in her hand, which was gradually turning into silver light spots and disappearing, then looked up at Peter, who was staring at her in shock not far away, and Mordred, who was standing there dumbfounded even further away.

"call!"

With a soft exhale, the knight smiled at Peter and Mordred.

(End of this chapter)