Arknights' Lock of Heaven

"Although he smokes, drinks, and gets his hair permed, and although he races cars, fights, and chases girls, compared to you guys, he's at most a delinquent, and his crimes don't even warrant the death penalty."

"Tsk tsk tsk, the world is so big and full of wonders."

Dragging two Austers along, the clone sighed as he left the manor, stepping over pools of blood.

……

"Which wave is this?"

Outside the Champions Wall exhibition hall, two clones are wiping their daggers.

The corpses piled up like mountains at his feet.

"This is the seventh wave, isn't it?" one of the clones replied. "Money makes the world go round, so many reckless people are rushing this way..."

"Tsk tsk tsk, if it weren't for the magical mist as a cover, this mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood would have been discovered long ago."

"How many did you kill?"

"Five hundred and twenty-seven, and you?"

"531, I won."

"..."

"I mean, isn't it a bit odd to compare yourself to your past self?"

"Whatever, I won anyway."

"No, don't you think this is really pointless?"

"Yes, a little, but I won."

"What else can you say besides that?" the clone asked, somewhat exasperated.

"I have six more kills than you, so I still won."

"..."

While they were whispering among themselves, more people rushed towards them with weapons.

Some were private soldiers kept in captivity, some were sponsored competitive knights, and others were assassins and bounty hunters who were so obsessed with the bounty that they lost their way...

These miscellaneous people rushed into the fog in waves.

All for the sake of saving their master, oh, and money.

They're willing to risk their lives.

"Tsk, keep going, I'll definitely beat you this time!"

"Um, didn't you say that comparing yourself to yourself is pointless?"

The two clones began their killing spree while bickering.

The billboards overhead were still playing footage of the Special Championship final.

"Unexpectedly!! The Blood Knight, who had intended to use magic to control the Radiant Knight, was unexpectedly attacked instead! He was struck and smashed by the Radiant Knight's sword and spear, and fell to his knees!"

A clone skillfully beheaded a gladiator.

"This is the first time Blood Knight has fallen to his knees since the start of this Major! The force of the impact could be clearly heard even from the stands! What kind of injury did the defending champion suffer!?"

The other clone was not to be outdone. It spun and leaped in the mist, the cold light from its waving dagger blooming like flowers.

In the blink of an eye, a blood-red rose bloomed on the spot.

The Blood Knight in the picture looks unwell; Oripathy has begun to affect his combat ability.

“This guy is pretty good,” the clones remarked, still having the leisure to chat amidst the battle. “I’m increasingly inclined to lure him to Red Pine’s territory.”

"Being a gatekeeper old man should be pretty good."

“I’m now three ahead of you,” another clone floated like a ghost behind a bounty hunter and then shot him through the heart.

"Oh, now there are four."

"No, this matter is irreconcilable, isn't it? Is it really necessary to be so serious about it?"

"As for!!!"

-

The ordinary people of the Great Knight Territory were still focused on this unprecedented war, unaware that in their own city, a place had already become a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

"It was a light spear—no, it was shattered by the Blood Knight's axe—the axe was covered in blood—and the Radiant Knight dodged it—no, it was a feint! The Radiant Knight's sword and spear—uh."

Mob, speaking incoherently on the commentary stage, said, "...I...I can't describe what's going on!! I've never seen such an intense battle! I'm afraid even reconstructing it from the recordings afterward will be difficult..."

“They are indeed very strong warriors,” several silver-speared pegasus warriors commented from the top of the arena, watching the battle unfold. “We alone could not defeat them.”

The others nodded in agreement.

Although the army is known for its martial spirit, the Silver Spear Pegasus is, after all, a well-organized army. One Silver Spear Pegasus soldier cannot defeat a Blood Knight in a one-on-one fight.

But five silver-speared pegasus riders could easily overpower five blood knights.

This stems from their unique tactics.

Everyone has different priorities, and it's okay to admit that you're not as skilled as others.

No shame.

After they finished speaking, they looked at the platinum in front of them in unison.

"The Alliance Without Armor, is it just you?"

The seven silver-speared celestial horses lined up in a row, and even the Ursus army would tremble at their presence.

After all, they were the ones who suffered the most severe beatings from this unit and had the deepest understanding of it.

But Platinum remained completely unfazed.

Laugh all you want, I can't see your expressions through the helmet anyway.

A few Unarmored Alliances? That's not even enough to fill your teeth.

What? Three of us are enough.

He snapped my arrow in half like it was a toothpick...

None of these things will happen now!

Our Platinum Queen, Miss Hinterlea, she! Has risen!

"Give us the courtesy of just watching the game quietly here," Platinum said, puffing out his chest. "Let's not cause any trouble; it'll be better for both of us."

After hearing her words, the silver-speared celestial horses all fell silent.

In the past, what was the Unarmored Alliance? Did they think they deserved our respect?

As everyone knows now, the so-called Platinum is no longer backed by the Business Federation.

She found a really powerful patron.

Even the Silver Spear Pegasus wouldn't dare to mess with such a powerful figure.

So we have to give them face, whether we want to or not!

Inside the arena, in the final clash of spells between the two sides, the blood spell wrapped around the axe by the Blood Knight faded away, and the once hard Minos axe shattered into dust.

The Radiant Knight's sword and spear were now only half intact, the broken blade piercing a corner of the Blood Knight's helmet, revealing his resolute eyes.

Both of them lost their weapons.

In the end, in another perfectly coordinated magical clash between the two, the Blood Knight fell.

The infected person's condition constrained him.

“…Radiant Knight,” the Blood Knight looked at Margaret through his shattered helmet, “Will you stay in Kazimierz? Will you keep the lighthouse burning for a long time…?”

“When I returned to my homeland…” Margaret looked at this formidable opponent, “I was already prepared and would not run away.”

"That's good……"

"...You win, Radiant Knight."

Upon hearing this, Margaret stepped forward to help the Blood Knight up.

"What are you doing...? A winner... shouldn't help a loser..."

"Here... cough, there are no losers, Blood Knights."

“I admire what you have done,” Margaret said, supporting the Blood Knight’s body. “We will go to the Champion’s Wall together.”

At this moment, Margaret, who had just gone through a bloody battle, still didn't know what awaited her at her destination.

Snapped!

Xia Yu slapped the person in charge of plot zero unconscious and hung him from a street lamp.

Then he stroked his chin and looked at his masterpiece.

Along the entire road, there were countless high-ranking officials and nobles hanging from the trees.

Those who tried to rescue them never stopped, but only left behind countless piles of corpses.

Pat-pat, pat-pat...