Filial piety: the supreme emperor

Mu Yi was immersed in the interstellar communication with his virtual group friends, when suddenly, a strange wave touched his senses. He turned around and saw Saitama raising his fist, ready to strike.

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"etc…!"

Before Mu Yi finished speaking, all that was left was a red boxing glove flashing with energy, accompanied by a powerful force field. He instinctively activated the hyperspace protection and instantly rose to high altitude.

Saitama's carefully planned attack missed, and the air wave swept across the ground hundreds of meters away as if it had been hit by a natural disaster. Rocks and soil fell below the surface, forming a huge crater.

"Oops, missed."

Saitama scratched his head and looked up at Mu Yi floating in the air, a hint of curiosity flashed across his eyes.

"You can actually fly, but I don't see you have wings, and you don't eject energy like Genos does. Hmm, are you a quantum manipulator?"

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Mu Yi looked at the terrifying crater with his eyes twitching. He couldn't understand why Saitama suddenly attacked. Could it be that he had already seen through the true rules of this interstellar competition?

"That's not right, Saitama. Why did you suddenly attack me? Even if I faint again, there will be no referee to catch me. Because I..."

"boom!"

Several question marks appeared above Saitama's head, and he punched the ground. The ground collapsed instantly, forming a deep crater. He then waved his fist angrily.

"I get angry when I mention referees. After I started the competition, I couldn't find a person in charge. I missed out on two interstellar discounts. After the competition, I will send them complaint letters every day!"

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Hey, I think you're going to do more than just complain!

"Even if you are dissatisfied with the referee, you can't attack me at will. I am also a contestant!"

Looking at the deep pit, Mu Yi broke out in a cold sweat and finally decided to form an alliance with Saitama to fight against the unknown challenges together.

"You were giggling foolishly one moment and furious the next, just like changing your face. Believe me, there is definitely something wrong with your thinking. You may seem normal now, but you may lose control in a moment."

Saitama looked serious. He was sure that it was his power that caused the other party's mental damage. As a hero, he had to heal him! Of course, the berserk EX state did affect his judgment. Under normal circumstances, he would never think of using his fists to heal.

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"Wait, there's nothing wrong with my thinking! Even if there is a problem, you can't hit me. What will happen if I continue to hit you?"

Mu Yi was shocked when he heard this. Who would think that a broken brain could be healed by punching it again? This is simply a crazy idea!

Did Saitama think he was repairing the interstellar communicator? This is ridiculous!

"Mentally ill people usually say there's nothing wrong with them!"

Saitama suddenly realized that there were usually invisible surveillance systems in such competitions.

In other words, the scene where he beat someone into a mental disorder might have been broadcast live to the national audience? Thinking of this, cold sweat oozed from Saitama's forehead.

After so much difficulty becoming a hero, he makes people insane from the beginning. Doesn't that make him a villain?

No, it must be remedied as soon as possible!

"Hey, don't move, just let me hit you once, I can control the strength!"

Saitama looked up, silently calculating the distance between him and Mu Yi.

Okay, one full-strength jump should be enough!

"Don't mess around!"

Mu Yi glanced at the huge holes and craters swept by the fist wind, and his heart trembled. Even if he believed that it was okay to be hit by a punch, his body would resist. Besides, who knows how long he will be unconscious this time. If Wan Zhi received the call after six days, it would be too late to cry.

Now all I can do is hold Saitama back and then run away.

Mu Yi unleashes powerful supernatural powers without any instruction, putting pressure on Saitama.

Saitama's gravity instantly increased dozens or even hundreds of times.

Instantly, with Saitama as the center, the ground began to crack and sink. Finally, Saitama, the target, was forcibly pressed into the ground.

A huge cloud of dust formed by rubble and dirt spread out.

The next moment, a figure surrounded by colorful super powers broke through the dust and flew quickly into the distance.

That was Mu Yi who was using his superpowers to fly. He looked at the dust behind him in horror, his eyes flickering.

Although Saitama didn't go all out, it still brought great pressure to Mu Yi. Mu Yi no longer had the luxury of hoping to get Saitama to join the chat group, so he could only hurry up and look for other opponents. Even if he believed that Saitama wouldn't really hurt him, he didn't have time to delay here.

I just used a hundred times the gravity, which should at least be able to restrain Saitama for a while...

“Boom boom boom boom…!”

The sound of heavy footsteps coming from underground interrupted Mu Yi's thoughts.

Mu Yi felt something was wrong without any intuition. He turned around and saw the bald man chasing him at high speed, the glistening sweat in the sun, and the gravel and soil surging under a hundred times the gravity.

"I have to say, this training method is really good. I sweated a lot just by running. I haven't experienced this in a long time!"

Saitama followed Mu Yi closely and even had the energy to give a thumbs up to praise this "training method".

Don't talk about a hundred times gravity as if it were an ordinary weight!

"But training can always be done. Don't run away, let me heal you now!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Saitama disappeared over the horizon, leaving only a spider-web-like crack.

The superpower shield around Mu Yi shattered like glass, failing to stop Saitama, only allowing him to say a few more words.

"Mmp..."

A day later, Mu Yi's eyes fell into darkness again.

"Hopefully he'll be back to normal this time."

Saitama brushed off the dust on his gloves, and after the fight, he looked in another direction with a guilty look on his face.

"Let's go find the other contestants before he wakes up!"

In this realm that is entirely made up of battles, even restaurants that provide energy cannot exist...

After a whole day of searching, not to mention the fast food restaurant, even the energy supply station was nowhere to be found. Altria finally gave up her inner expectations and stood silently on the top of the hill, staring at the unreachable sea of ​​stars expressionlessly.

Dark energy continuously gushed out from the pitch-black star sword in Alter's hand while she was unconscious, like a never-ending star tide, eroding the stardust land beneath her feet wave after wave.

The magic power that continuously leaked out from the Pure Black Star Sword revealed the turmoil in her heart.

"Ok?"

At this moment, several figures appeared at the edge of Alter's vision.

Standardized helmets, integrated armor, spectral swords...

Alter's cold gaze rested on the Knights of the Round Table for a moment, and then a trace of confusion and contemplation flashed across her eyes.

"Interesting. It turns out that a familiar Heroic Spirit has been summoned this time? Who is it? Never mind..."

Altria finally shook her head. It didn't matter who it was. Since the Heroic Spirits were related to the Round Table, they should come and pledge allegiance to her.

Whether they choose to continue to follow her or choose to fight, she will face it calmly. If they choose loyalty, they are subjects; if they choose to oppose, they are enemies. In Alter's view, the truth is so simple.

Alter raised the pitch-black star sword in her hand, and instantly, the magic power in the air began to surge.

There is no need to hide your true identity, there is no point.

Any Knight of the Round Table can recognize the aura of this sword and know who its owner is.

No, even if you are not a Knight of the Round Table, you can still call out her name the moment you see that sword.

It’s because of her great fame.

In the brilliant history of mankind, King Arthur is also a great interstellar king with legendary color.

She pulled out the sword from the stone and proved herself to be the destined ruler of Britain.

She fought twelve interstellar battles and finally repelled the massive Saxon invasion.

Under her rule, Britain achieved unprecedented unity and strength. She helped the weak and established a prosperous interstellar empire.

After the Sword in the Stone was broken, following Merlin's guidance, Artoria accepted the gift of the Spirit of the Lake and obtained the second sword of the King, the Holy Lance of the Stars - [Sword of Victory and Oath (Excalibur)].

She is known as the "Eternal King", and some people still firmly believe that this king will eventually return from the fantasy universe and lead Great Britain to the top of the stars again.

"Buzz!"

The magic in the air was so strong that it resonated with each other and echoed throughout the stars.

In this interstellar war, there is actually another "king"?

The Knights of the Round Table finally noticed the abnormality here at this moment, and the familiar magical fluctuations caused them to fall into confusion for a short time.

They wanted to go back and report, but under the aura of the pitch-black star sword, the urge to meet the king became stronger. In this conflicting emotion, they did not notice that the pitch-black magic power escaping from the holy spear was entangled with them like a maggot attached to their bones.

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“That feeling is…!”

Altria suddenly turned her gaze forward, looking in the direction of Altria. The solemn expression on her face came from the presence of a familiar aura that she had just clearly sensed.

The Holy Spear of the Star, Longmeniad, in her hand seemed to awaken, and the outer shell that served as the 'sheath' peeled off, revealing the true form of the Holy Spear of Light, a rotating column of light composed purely of magic power.

Holy Spear Longomyniad, the main body of the [Pillar of Light] that maintains the interstellar surface. Even though the fierce battle between Altria and Black Jeanne was close to releasing the Noble Phantasm, it never completely released its posture. At this moment, it has returned to its original appearance - the distant spear that praises the light of the stars.

The familiar breath made Altria have some guesses in her mind, and the complete liberation of the resonance of the Holy Spear made her sure of who the person in front of her was.

Although she ended up abandoning the Holy Sword and choosing to use the Holy Lance, she understood that only the Holy Sword of Stars could allow Longmeniad to ignore the Thirteen Restrictions and completely liberate herself.

"Let's go, Don Stallion!"

At this moment, Altria's emotions became delicate.

It may sound a bit awkward, but it's true. The one who uses the holy sword is a different self!

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“Call out, and announce to other Heroic Spirits that I am here, [Sword of Victory and Promise (Excalibur Morgan)]!”

On the pitch-black star sword, the overflowing magic power almost materialized, and the red magic patterns were particularly eye-catching, until the magic power reached its peak.

The next moment, Altria swung the pitch-black star sword in her hand and pointed it at the starry sky.

Like the breath of a pitch-black dragon-shaped super weapon, the surging magic power turned into a darkness that engulfed everything. The floating clouds along the path of the pitch-black beam evaporated, and the light of the entire starry sky disappeared, plunging the area into darkness.

The armored knights made a friction sound and finally stopped behind Alter.

Their armor was dyed black, their swords turned into black knives, and their helmets became hideous and terrifying.

The few Knights of the Round Table who had just appeared were now half-kneeling behind Alter to pay homage to their King Arthur.

Altria glanced at them indifferently, nodded, and continued to look into the distance.

After confirming that this was just a simple battlefield, Altria decided to release her Noble Phantasm to announce her presence, and the appearance of the Knights of the Round Table was merely a trigger.

The Altered tyrant declared in the most brutal way.

The king is here!

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"Click, click, click..."

A moment later, the Lion King riding on East Starion arrived here.

The swords of victory and oath ring, and the Lungmenyard flashes.

The two kings, who are of the same essence, finally meet each other...