[Shin Master Lan Yanqiang Professor Emperor Weber has] the lock of the sky

Every corner here restores the time he misses the most, but there is still no one he wants to see the most.

Mistake, very misstep.The expression on Gilgamesh's face was so gloomy that it could almost freeze a layer of ice.

Iskandar's strength far exceeded his expectations. After consuming more than half of the treasures of the King's Treasure and still unable to completely stop that person from advancing, he had no choice but to use the Sky Lock. The possibility of making up for it in such a tight time is almost zero, and if this continues, my plan may fall short.

Gilgamesh's irritability formed an extremely powerful oppressive force around him, and the lights in the passage shattered one after another, and soon the surroundings were completely dark.

Even so it doesn't matter.What this king wants, even if the world is destroyed, he will get it.

Kotomine Kirei was waiting for him when he returned to the temporary altar on the spirit vein, his always expressionless face looked a bit tangled at the moment.Gilgamesh was taken aback by the expression he hadn't seen for many years, and he quietly sat as far away from Kotomine Kirei as possible to prevent being affected by the resentment of his own high priest.

"Just now you used the lock of the sky."

Gilgamesh shrugged, not intending to hide it: "As the only unplanned disturbance, he knows too much. Although eliminating him is a bit more troublesome than expected."

"I have always disagreed with your definition of 'one point'. You have even used the lock of the sky, and the next time is very short. Are you sure you can..."

The unsmiling priest suddenly stopped talking, and his gaze on the monitor was as sharp as a knife.

In the empty gymnasium, a thin young man with white hair sat quietly in the first row.He looked up at the monitor, his strangely colored pupils were deep and calm as if traveling through time and space.

Matou Kariya looked at the golden heroic spirit who suddenly appeared, with a calm expression as if he could not feel the unparalleled oppressive force emanating from the heroic spirit.The King of Heroes understood the moment he looked at him, he smiled and said, "You haven't changed at all, Kalia."

"You too, king." Kalia, Uruk's clerk, also smiled and replied, "You are still as arrogant as before."

"This is really a touching compliment." The King of Heroes smiled happily, "You didn't come here to catch up with me, did you? If you dare to say yes, I don't mind getting rid of your mad dog immediately."

The cold sarcasm made Kalia's face turn pale for a moment, and he frowned unhappily. The rigid half of his face made this movement look even more ferocious: "I have a question to ask you."

"You who came to this world as a Servant, what exactly do you want?"

"You're asking questions knowingly, Kalia." Gilgamesh's answer was already full of anger, but Kariya looked at him indifferently, his eyes were full of eagerness: "But the price of resurrecting the dissipated soul Very huge, king..."

"The life and death of the bastard is not in my consideration." Gilgamesh smiled contemptuously, "I don't care about anyone except him."

"For thousands of years, this king has already trampled on countless people's wishes, beliefs, and even lives," Gilgamesh leaned back on the chair, his blood-red eyes looked at the unknown distance, his tone was firm enough to ignore Everything, "This king doesn't care about trampling on more. What God has taken from this king, this king will definitely take back one by one."

"Don't try to hinder me, Kalia. If you dare to stand in front of me, even if it's you, I won't be polite."

The threatening words echoed in the empty gymnasium for a long time. The white-haired young man stared at the direction where the heroic spirit disappeared, and sighed for a long time.

It appears that Enkidu's death affected King Gilgamesh more than he feared.In the Heroic Seat outside of time, the lonely king actually guards such an almost crazy obsession, guards these heavy memories, and waits for thousands of years.

However, I am not in a position to accuse Wang of being reckless, am I?Kalia looked at her hands and smiled self-deprecatingly. We who have loved someone deeply and are willing to bear all the pain for it are all equally crazy and desperate.

Lancelot appeared beside him silently, holding his cool hand involuntarily.

"Don't be nervous, Lance." Knowing what Lancelot was struggling with, Kariya smiled and leaned into his lover's arms, "The king didn't make things difficult for me."

Kariya's consolation could not relieve Lancelot's almost instinctive dislike for the King of Uruk. He hugged his frail lover tightly, buried him by his neck and said muffledly: "I have promised you to withdraw from the Holy Grail War, Sakura He was also rescued. Let's not worry about the king of Uruk anymore, and leave this filthy place as soon as possible."

"I'm also responsible for Enkidu's death, Lance." Kariya patted his lover's back reassuringly, explaining, "And I don't think the king is someone who would be willing to be restrained by the Command Spell for his wish, even if he really has According to his style, he will not pray to any gods for any wish to come true, and he will even do the opposite,..."

Speaking of this, Kariya suddenly stopped talking, Lancelot looked up at him, and the look in his eyes unconsciously became serious.

"...hope it's not what I think it is, Lance..."

The handsome knight lowered his head and hugged him, kissed his earlobe softly and comforted him: "Don't think about it anymore, Kariya. Come with me."

Kariya reluctantly wrapped his still-moving right hand around Lancelot's shoulders, and the last half of the words that the lover didn't say were crushed in the embrace, but they still couldn't disappear.

——We have very little time left, and I don't want to waste it on other irrelevant people.

Gilgamesh did not return to the altar, but returned to the Seat of Heroes.

People who have memories of the Uruk era are no strangers to this glittering place. This spacious and extremely luxurious palace is a replica of the Uruk palace.The garden of the palace is still as exquisite and spectacular as the Uruk palace in those days. Countless exotic flowers and plants render the entire palace in vibrant green.Every corner here restores the time he misses the most, but there is still no one he wants to see the most.Gradually, heroes of all ages lived here. He saw bold, forbearing, regretful or unrepentant faces. He heard various legends and deeds. He searched for countless souls. The shadow of the person he loves so much has been searched for countless times, countless times in vain.

King Gilgamesh stood outside the magnificent golden gate of the Seat of Heroes, looking up at the thin inscriptions on the gate, his blood-red eyes were as deep as an ancient well.

I pray to meet you again, whether it is on the battlefield full of war or in the desert without people.

Many of the heroes who entered here have noticed this one and only inscription, but no one has thought about why this sad and somewhat inappropriate words will appear in such a neverland where the heroic spirit rests.

"You really engraved this sentence." King Conqueror's heroic voice sounded suddenly, and Gilgamesh quickly suppressed all expressions on his face, casting his cold and defensive gaze over him.Iskandar looked back indifferently, his words and eyes were equally sharp and piercing to the point: "Your real wish is to revive your best friend Enkidu, right? The Holy Grail is actually just a magic power storage, you can use it to The bait of "wish fulfillment" has caused countless heroes to fight desperately, but in fact, the only thing that the Holy Grail can realize is your wish."

"You have the title of 'Earliest King in the World' not because of the time when your name appeared in the history books," Iskandar continued, "but because you are the first heroic spirit who came to the Seat of Heroes—or, You are the builder of the Seat of Heroes."

Having said that, the indifferent expression on Gilgamesh's face finally changed a little.

"Although I don't know exactly how you came and went between the present world and the Seat of Heroes, I can be sure that the entire Holy Grail War was planned by you alone." Iskandar continued, "You appeared in the Servant yourself just to ensure that the war It proceeded smoothly without interference. So you have to eliminate the uncontrollable Caster in advance, and the Berserker who has been coercing you, and you are eager to fight Yu because Yu is aware of your plan."

Gilgamesh listened without changing his face, as if the King of Conquerors was telling a story about someone unrelated.

"Yu will not condone your behavior, the hero king of Uruk. Even if you have to consume all the power in your soul, Yu will never let you continue to trample on the ideals and hopes of others."

The power belonging to the heroic spirit expanded rapidly in the empty space, pressing down like a tsunami with great momentum.Gilgamesh didn't seem to feel it at all, the smile on his face was still as cold as a thousand-year-old glacier.

"Having said so much, do you want me to tell you something in return?" Gilgamesh said slowly, with a hint of malice on his face, "You know, your good friend Hephaistion Why didn't you come here?"

Just this sentence made Iskandar's gaze lose its temperature in an instant.

"This king, together with him, watched your commemoration ceremony full of robber characteristics. The guy was trembling when he saw you killing those boy priests. He said that he made you a tyrant and didn't deserve to sleep forever. In the paradise where heroes gather."

Gilgamesh walked past the stiff King Conqueror, and his light words were like blades, piercing into the deepest scar in the heart of this upright and upright king: "This king has always been good. He belongs to the power of the heroic spirit. , now it should be on a certain weapon in the king’s treasury. His memory has long been washed away by the water of the Styx—the remaining part of the soul, even if you can really find it, so what?”

"...You madman..."

Such an accusation could only make the King of Heroes sneer with disdain. He looked up at the inscription on the golden gate with an expression of indifference and even cruelty in his brows and eyes.

I've been crazy since the day you left me.As he thought this way, years of pain alienated into morbid joy, slowly blooming at the corners of his lips and eyes.

Crazy, I have long been unable to consider other people's sacrifices. All I can pursue is the only miracle.

The stage is set and all the actors are assembled.

Hear that crazy aria?The last one-act play is about to begin.