The immortal death knight failed to achieve the ending of the heroic spirit

Chapter 502 Postscript: To this dark fairy tale full of decay and beauty

The world sank amid violent earthquakes. The water level of the cursed black tide that spread throughout Britain rushed downwards at a speed visible to the naked eye. After the black tide faded, the ground revealed was covered with spiderweb-like cracks. Those were not the places where the black tide would be. The deep pits left after the ground was cut were instead scars from the land itself. The continental framework formed by Cornunnos' corpse quickly fell apart after losing the core god. Everything seemed like a dream. The dream comes to an end when you wake up.

The shadow of the golden holy sword shattered like a broken mirror, and the holy light turned into scattered light points from the broken clouds, falling on Menechel's shoulders. He lay on his back on the falling broken rocks, Look at the sky receding among the scattered golden light dust, and the tiny black dots at the end of the sky.

The sky is not rising, it is just falling. The body is weak, and as long as the body moves slightly, there will be a cracking sound.

The spirit base has not reached its limit, but this aging body has reached the end of its life.

He is going to die.

"You are really weird."

Hearing the sound, Menechel's eyes moved back from the sky.

The beige figure wearing plain white clothes was looking at him with a complicated expression. The broken rock on which Meneshel lay could only accommodate him alone, and the speaker had two wings on his back, and his simple moth-like wings vibrated at high speed, maintaining the same falling speed as Meneshel.

"Oberon Vortigern."

"You really know everything."

Menechiel made no answer.

"Their will is beyond my imagination. Even if they are in a desperate situation, their iron will will never collapse. If they don't admit defeat, maybe I will really lose."

Oberon did not let down his guard because of Menechiel's hoarse voice. His body exploded into white mist with a bang. In the white mist, a small flying insect flew out and landed on Menechiel. at hand.

"I told them that the gap in strength cannot be changed by changes in one or two parameters."

"Losing? Not necessarily." Oberon shook his head disdainfully: "It's just luck that they can hold up under your sword."

"Well, I probably guessed it when I got the crown spirit base. But, is it really okay for you to stay here?"

Oberon's face darkened, so he spoke to disgust the other person again: "However, your reason is quite imbecile. Are you really afraid of being beaten by that Sefalu?"

"why?"

At that time, Menechel deliberately revealed her own situation and provided information about herself to Fujimaru Ritsuka, but Fujimaru Ritsuka's calculation method was wrong, and Artoria was also misled by Fujimaru Ritsuka. First The sword that broke through Mashu's defense for the first time and the sword that killed Merlin were just ordinary treasures and did not burn the spiritual base. It was not until Gawain was destroyed that it was the first sword that truly burned the spiritual base. The battle with Chaldea and Artoria consumed a total of four swords. The sword that killed Cornunos just now was only the fifth sword.

"It's just an order from the restraint force. Let me intercept and kill them here. But it also involves my own will."

Menechelle's eyes that had been closed reopened at this moment: "How is that possible?"

"What's wrong with this? The world is over anyway."

"You don't deny it at all. As expected, you are quite annoying." Oberon pulled out a piece of white hair, but when he saw that the person under him didn't have any hair, he suddenly felt bored: "Forget it, anyway, I am now I can’t beat you either.”

Menechelle was stunned for a moment, his nose quickly passed through the airflow, and he let out a sneer: "You actually saw it."

Oberon flew in front of Menechiel's face and grabbed his hair with both hands: "You guy's heart is really filthy than a stinky ditch. I'll go find Chaldeas, and then you'll kill me again." Will the sword be destroyed? I can use my toes to figure out who your sixth sword is for.”

At the beginning of the battle, his first and second swords did not have enhanced Noble Phantasms, because he was worried that Chaldea was not ready for the battle.

He has always reserved some strength to guard against the Naraku insects around him.

"As I said to them, if they, as saviors, can't even defeat me, a loser, then I really can't trust them to hand over the world to them. If they are really that weak, then if one branch denies it, it will also denies it. ”

"Shouldn't you go find them? Chaldeas."

The Q version of Oberon pushed Menechel's hand hard, and finally Menechel took the initiative to put his hand on his lower abdomen, freeing up a place for Oberon to rest.

It is true that Artoria's Holy Spear did not hurt him. During the release of the enhanced Noble Phantasm, he was immune to the Holy Spear's attacks. But Menechel had a vague hunch that even if he killed Artoria desperately, the next and even the next servant would appear. Perhaps, even he in the history of pan-humanity would be Maybe even summoned.

"If they can do this, they might really be able to defeat Sefalu."

Finally, he summed up his final battle with this sentence.

"So, you really ignored the order of restraint? It's not difficult for you to just kill Fujimaru Ritsuka... Even now, I can do it if you don't do it."

Choking!

The holy sword that was suddenly held tightly trembled.

"It's too ugly to get to that level."

"I'm not a servant of inhibition. I also have my own judgment."

He does have grudges against Chaldeas, and treats this fairy tale that Ash spent thousands of years weaving as a phantom. Even if it is forgotten after turning the last page, it should not be treated as if it never existed. Things are cut off as a matter of course.

But just as he left his last strength to Cornunnos and Oberon, even if he was rotten, he was still a brave man.

However, the brave man does need to pay a price for his restraint to regain the crown spiritual base.

"A guy like you actually has normal human emotions. Isn't he really going to let you understand what love is?"

He heard Oberon's voice, but was unable to answer.

His body was like a container with a crack at the bottom, and his life force flowed out little by little along the crack. Gradually, he became tired.

He half-closed his eyes, not daring to fall asleep or show any strangeness, for fear that Oberon next to him would notice something strange about him.

At the end of his life, he still had to stabilize his enemy in this way.

The half-closed eyes made the vision a lot darker. The wind blowing on his face became more real, the world around him seemed to quiet down, and a refreshing chill hit his body. ——Ah, in this case, wouldn’t it be the same as what Ai said about himself in the history of pan-humanity?
He couldn't help but think of Qie, and kept talking to him about bonds and love.

At that time, he always didn't take it seriously and taught her a lesson with a straight face. A smile could not bring any good luck.

Then his cheeks were pulled up and he was forced to make a smile.

Thinking of this, Menechelle couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth.

The road to pilgrimage is easier than imagined, but the road ahead is more difficult than imagined.

His companions on the tour all called him the emotionless ultimate weapon, but he himself knew that he was no longer the same person.

The bloodless and tearless defense device fell step by step in the whirlpool of emotions, becoming a mortal with flesh and blood that can be defeated.

Time is really interesting. After he learned the habit of smiling and put Ash's words on his lips, Ash became Morgan, the Queen of Winter.

A ray of light suddenly hit his mind, making her suddenly realize that she was just a revolving door. The cold air entered his chest with her breath, but it ignited his chest, making her face her heart so frankly.

The eyes that had been closed for some time were forced open again.

It was at this glance that he saw a strange sight.

A touch of blue flew farther into the sky against the orange background - it should have been the metal hair ornament that fell due to Naraku's attraction, but because he fell faster, from his perspective, That wild hyacinth flower is just rising.

His eyes were blurred by the rising water mist, and his eyes gradually lost their brightness. In the blurred vision that left only color, the blue wild hyacinth flowers gradually enlarged.

"Hoohoo."

He suddenly heard his own heavy breathing.

Where are the wild hyacinth flowers, the blue blooms in front of my eyes. That was clearly Qie, who was separated from time and memory and stood before his eyes in a lively way.

However, an extremely clear voice came to his ears.

"Menechel, the Holy Sword needs humans to use it. It is the power of love that you value. You must understand love first before you can truly become a Holy Sword user. As long as you believe in love and hope, you will also usher in a cruel world. The ending of a fairy tale.”

"Ah."

He seemed to smile.

At the end of his life, as a Holy Sword user, he never cared about Oberon and never thought about the unfinished journey of salvation. He just asked himself repeatedly.

what is love? Do I really understand love?

……

"Next, we will always fall towards the Naraku that is not reality. There will never be a day to climb out, and there will never be a day to land. How about it? Are you afraid?"

For a long time, Oberon did not get a reply from Menechelle. When he looked again, he saw that Menechiel had half-closed eyes and seemed to be asleep.

"Menechel?"

His muscular body withered exaggeratedly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his energetic face was covered with wrinkles as if it had shrunk.

"Menechel..."

Oberon saw Menechelle's lips move and put his ears closer, so he saw the pair of eyes that had long lost their luster but were still looking straight at the sky above.

"...love...laugh..."

Oberon captured only a few fragmentary phrases.

"What do you want to say?"

Then the hoarse, dry voice sounded again.

This time, Oberon finally heard clearly:

"Ai, I don't know what love is..."

"...But during the time when I was with you, I did...laugh secretly from time to time."

Oberon raised his eyebrows, showing a complicated expression of helplessness or speechlessness.

"Sure enough, people will become weak because they love others."

As the self-destruct device Vortigern, he should have taken this opportunity to leave Naraku and catch up with Chaldea. However, a considerable part of the romantic part of the Fairy King Oberon has been incorporated into his spiritual foundation.

So Oberon looked up at the sky.

Looking at the wild hyacinth flowers that were indeed flying in the sky, he fell into the boundless void.

"But it's not shameful anymore."

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(The Sixth Lostbelt [Fairy Round Table Realm·Avalon Le Fay——Rotten Holy Sword User]·Fantasy Excision)
　Thanks to book friend Yi Linhui for the reward

　　In this way, it is the same as one volume, with ninety-six chapters plus a postscript. In fact, this volume has many plot similarities with the first volume, such as Minai slaying the dragon, and Minai's death in Alto In the hands of Liya, the main theme is a tribute

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