I don't want to be a heroic spirit

"O divine sword that bears the name of salvation! Show your glory here!"

It seemed that Altria had aroused the fighting spirit of the King of the End, and invisible flames ignited on his body. His already extremely powerful cursed power was further enhanced in an incredible way!

The platinum light condensed at the tip of the knife, like a platinum star illuminating the entire outer space.

"Come and try this blow! See if you can withstand this star-splitting brilliance!"

Holding the sword of salvation high in the air, the King of the Last seemed to be holding up the huge sun with one hand, and his resonant voice reached Artoria's ears without any hindrance.

Facing that platinum sun, even the body of a god would appear as small as an ant, and even Artoria was tortured by the terrifying high temperature.

"This is terrifying! It hasn't even touched the ground yet, and it's already reached this level..."

Artoria raised her hands to cover her head and said these words, but there was no fear in her golden vertical pupils.

If this platinum sun falls on Earth, I'm afraid everything will be destroyed as fragile as a castle made of sand?

"The divine sword that carries the name of salvation... What a coincidence, I have the same one."

Muttering these words to herself, Artoria gripped the hilt of the sword tightly with both hands. As she breathed exceptionally forcefully, a vast and refined cursed force flowed rapidly through her body, then was poured into the sword, transforming into a pitch-black light that foreshadowed despair and the end, enveloping the sword.

Then, she faced the falling sun, grasped the huge black blade in both hands and swung it out fiercely.

In the boundless universe, a torrent of thick black light continued to emit terrifying heat and collided directly with the platinum sun.

At the moment of collision, the energy ripples that emerged easily destroyed everything around it, including the small island, like a storm sweeping through a sand pile. The shock wave that erupted again then shattered the fragments of the deserted island that fell into the atmosphere into the most basic particles, and then the shining light swallowed up everything.

In the turbulence of cursed energy that was as crazy as a tsunami, Artoria and the King of the Last flew out in a panic with dazzling sparks.

Mordred did not come with them and is still on Earth, while Lancelot had the foresight to run away with Guinevere. If they had stayed here, they would have been caught up in the aftermath and died without any accident.

"Ok?"

At this moment, the King of the End felt a sense of crisis as if a sharp knife was held to his neck. The combat experience accumulated over the years enabled him to respond quickly.

As if crossing the distance, Artoria arrived in front of the Last King in an instant. The long sword in her hand, burning with black flames, slashed out like lightning, but was blocked by the savior sword just before chopping off the Last King's head.

Although the attack missed, Artoria was not discouraged. The heavy knight sword in her hand was as light and stunning as a fluttering butterfly. The extremely sharp sword light drew mysterious trajectories, and each attack was aimed at the most deadly position on the body of the Last King!

The Last King's eyes revealed admiration, and he became more and more satisfied with the enemy before him.

'Perhaps...she could really help me escape this cycle of fate?'

He couldn't help but think so, and at the same time his hands did not slow down at all.

Upward thrust, downward slash, horizontal slash, diagonal cut, thrust...

The Last King did not take advantage of the performance of his weapon, but relied on his equally superb swordsmanship to block all of Altria's intensive slashes like a storm.

The God of Steel is generally related to the "sword". They are the gods of war, martial arts, and swords, so they also possess very powerful swordsmanship.

As the strongest [Steel], the Last King's swordsmanship is naturally the best.

However, even if it was just the most basic sword fight, because of the scale of the two, the aftermath was still as terrifying as a natural disaster.

Even if only a small amount of sword energy is released, it has the sharp power to destroy ordinary disobedient gods and godslayers.

That's right, even the gods and godslayers, feared by all on earth and wielding unrivaled power, were not qualified to enter this battlefield! Nor could they be affected by the aftermath of the battle between these two!

The pitch-black holy sword and the silver-white divine knife collided again, and the divine power that burst out was like the sun across the sky, and the breath of destruction spread throughout the universe.

They separated immediately after the contact, and Artoria and the Last King stared at each other from a distance of hundreds of meters.

"It seems that if we only compare swordsmanship, we can't tell who is better between the two of us for now."

Artoria did not refute the words of the King of the Last World, but acknowledged them with silence.

There may be a difference in swordsmanship between the two, but the difference is not obvious. If they continue to fight like this, it is unknown when the winner will be decided.

That would be such a waste of time.

"Fighting with you has given me a long-lost sense of exhilaration. Fighting with you is even more enjoyable than fighting my mortal enemy. However... you and I probably don't have that much time to waste."

The Last King's tone was filled with helplessness... Although he possessed extremely powerful strength, it seemed that he had never truly done anything according to his own wishes or pursued anything.

When a disobedient god comes to the world, he will cause natural disasters related to his divinity.

When the sun god descends, the sun's light will be filled with destructive power, turning the earth into a burning purgatory.

When the sea god comes to the world, the sea will become violent and the turbulent tsunami will sink all the continents into the water.

When the god of death comes to the world, the gates of the underworld will be opened, the boundary between life and death will be blurred, and the earth will become the kingdom of the dead for the undead.

As the strongest hero who defeats the Demon King, when the Last King is born, the end of the world will come and the life of the world will enter a countdown.

The earth cracked, life died, volcanoes erupted, and waves surged.

Even if the Last King is in the universe at this moment and has not fallen to the ground, the impact he caused still exists.

Precisely because he does not want to see such a situation, the Last King would immediately defeat all the God Slayers every time he woke up, and then fall into a deep sleep.

The Last King closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, endless holy lightning flashed in them.

"O Holy Sword of Demon Slayer! I will raise high the banner of salvation! I command you to quickly summon the divine thunder from the end of the world! Help me annihilate all enemies!"

We are clearly in a space farther away than the sky.

However, a platinum divine thunder suddenly appeared, emitting a brilliant divine power and exploding continuously.

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Chapter 418 The Last King Returns to the Earth.

The thick divine thunder contained a terrifying aura of destruction, like a silver dragon roaring and roaring.

That is the divine thunder of salvation, the manifestation of the power of the divine sword of salvation.

The roaring thunder was so powerful that it even surpassed the thunderbolts of Indra, Thor, Zeus and other thunder gods!

It is the thunder and lightning of divine punishment that is powerful enough to judge the gods!

Even Artoria didn't want to try to get hit.

"O Lord! Mask of flesh and blood!"

A huge amount of cursed power gathered in Altria's palm like a torrent. She tried to use the magic she was most familiar with. Anyway, the spell was just a formality, so she subconsciously recited her most familiar spell related to fire.

At worst, if she has the chance to go to the world of death in the future, she will learn this ghost art.

"Myriad things! Flutter your wings! O one who bears the name of man! Carve twin lotuses upon the wall of blue fire, and wait in the distant heavens for the abyss of fire!"

More than twenty huge crimson magic circles with diameters of several thousand meters appeared out of thin air, reflecting deep red light and slowly rotating between the overlapping circles.

"Boom!"

The divine thunder cut through the sky, and at the same time, Artoria clenched her hands.

"Explosion—!"

At that moment, it seemed as if the concept of "destruction" appeared directly in this world.

Even time and space were distorted, shattered, and annihilated into nothingness.

The terrifying impact even affected the movement of nearby celestial bodies.

If this happened in another world, the Earth would have been almost destroyed.

However, compared to the later part of the novel, where the hero uses the [White Horse] incarnation to directly burn the entire universe, it is probably nothing.

Even Artoria lost consciousness briefly, and when she woke up she found herself lying on a scorched earth.

When she stood up, her whole body was whimpering, as if all the bones were broken. However, after just a few breaths, with the huge earth essence flowing into her body, her injuries were almost healed, and her strength was even increased a lot.

Although she had always hated this practice because it would accelerate the decline of the planet...but now was obviously not the time to worry about it.

The last king can also rely on the essence of the earth to strengthen himself, and the degree of strengthening and the utilization rate of the earth's essence are definitely higher than hers!

She had wanted to try and see if she could kill the Last King before he returned to the earth... It seemed she was too naive and took things for granted.

She was swept to Earth by the aftermath, and the same was probably true for the Last King.

So, now it was a matter of life and death... for her and for the planet.

"Father!"

After hearing the familiar voice, Artoria saw Mordred falling from the sky. He was jogging towards her and taking off the horned helmet covering his head.

Hmm... no matter how many times I see it, I think this deformable helmet is really cool.

Altria couldn't help but think so.

"Father! Are you okay?"

Seeing the concern on Mordred's face, Artoria couldn't help but feel warm in her heart, and even the cold and solemn expression on her face relaxed a little.

"It's okay. As long as you stand on the ground, this level of injury will recover quickly... Of course, the same goes for the other party."

Artoria moved her shoulders, and the joints and armor made a slight sound. Then she raised her eyes and looked in one direction.

On an unknown island in the Pacific Ocean, two-thirds of the land has completely disappeared, and tens of millions of tons of seawater are constantly pouring in. A young man with gray hair and long clothes is floating quietly on the water, staring blankly at the sky.

"...It seems it wasn't a dream."

The pain in his body made him wake up. While he was unconscious, his body was devouring the essence of the earth like a whale to repair and strengthen itself.

"What a powerful opponent! She was able to inflict such damage on me while resisting the divine thunder of salvation... But unfortunately, her attack didn't kill me outright. Instead, it sent me back to earth."

As the last king, he can not only absorb essence from the earth, but also plunder the essence of water. Therefore, as long as he is on this planet, he can continue to extract essence to strengthen himself!

He looked at the divine sword of salvation in his hand and murmured, "Oh divine sword of salvation...how greedy do you have to be before you give up..."

This question is quite nonsensical, because he himself is the divine sword. It is like talking to a mirror, ridiculous and meaningless.

Fate has given the Last King the mission and power to defeat the Demon King who rebelled against the gods on earth. These are the "Divine Sword of Salvation" and the "Great Law of the Covenant".

The Savior Sword is the existence of the Last King, "the strongest weapon is also half of his body".

The Covenant Technique is a great spell used by the Last King to defeat the Demon King after he used the "Sword God's Star" to pray: "When there are multiple godslayers on earth, draw power from the stars in the sky and earth to explosively increase one's own cursed power."

The more Godslayers there are on earth, the greater the power the Last King will gain from the Law of the Covenant.

"Five God Slayers?... It seems I did sleep a bit too long this time."

There was a hint of sadness in the eyes of the Last King, because the greater the number of God Slayers, the more time he would need to spend to defeat them. The longer it took, the more dangerous the planet would be.

Especially now, there is a being that is countless times more troublesome than those godslayers and needs to be dealt with. If he doesn't solve it, he will have no way to find those godslayers.

If he lost to the other party, it would be fine. He would be able to break free from the fate that bound him, but if he won...

The King of the End felt the urge to sigh again, but he suppressed it.

Although he also hoped that the other party could defeat him, he was a natural hero born to defeat the Demon King. He was burdened with too many expectations and could not do anything like letting the other party win.

If possible, he also hopes to be able to float quietly on the sea like this, like a rootless duckweed, lifted up and put down by the waves, looking at the quiet and deep night sky, emptying his mind, and enjoying this rare leisure time.

However... this is impossible.

Now is a time to race against time. If he doesn't want this beautiful planet to be destroyed because of him, he must speed up and eliminate all enemies.

"call--"

At some point, the wind suddenly blew between heaven and earth.

No one knew where this strong wind came from, but its destination was obvious—it was the island where the Last King lived.

The storm gradually subsided, and a strange man wrapped in white cloth suddenly appeared next to the Last King.

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Chapter 419 She is my daughter.

He was 1.8 meters tall, wrapped in white cloth all over his body, wearing leather armor, and a red mask covering his entire face, with his eyes painted black.

Although his appearance is very strange, the divine pressure he exudes that is superior to mortals is so powerful that people dare not make any comments about his appearance.

"My lord."

Coming to the side of the Last King and looking at the Last King floating quietly on the sea, the weirdo spoke in a hoarse and strange tone.

"You're really in a mess this time... Is your opponent this time so powerful?"

"...Is that you? You're awake too."

Recognizing the opponent's identity, the King of the Last smiled. "But don't misunderstand... The opponent who made me so embarrassed was not a God Slayer, but a God of Disobedience."