Zhutian: Sharing talents starting from Chicken Island

Sure enough, in most of the worlds of anime, movies and TV, the collision of two powerful forces will be generally simplified as a wave confrontation.

As the saying goes, the left side of the ball has always been the loser.

From the perspective of Medea and Altria, Lin Yan happened to be standing on the left side of the picture...

Altria, who had been too lazy to watch Ultraman, had a bad feeling in her heart for a moment, but she quickly comforted herself that left and right are relative, while east, south, west and north are absolute.

In mid-air, the clouds were shattered by the battle, and wrinkles appeared in the space, making the battlefield almost unreal. The Sword of Promised Victory and the Sword of Separation seemed to represent light and chaos, order and destruction respectively.

The dazzling golden beam was like a divine punishment from heaven, and the black track, along with the distortion of space, released a powerful destructive force. The two violently collided, and the wind and clouds were turbulent, but when they finally collided, the world became quiet.

The powerful force generated by the collision directly penetrated the current space. Looking closely, even the places where the two light beams passed through the rock and soil were slightly distorted. The space could not bear the weight and seemed to make a creaking and twisting sound.

The Sword of Promised Victory, the holy sword in King Arthur's legend, glowed with brilliant golden light in Lin Yan's hand. The sword was shining like the sun. The opposite side, the sword of the Sword of Separation, had a spiral blade and mysterious runes engraved on its surface.

Based on Lin Yan's targeted learning during this period, he can vaguely recognize the powerful force contained in these symbols. They seem to represent the primitiveness of the universe at the beginning, which can tear apart space and cause chaos.

What a strange setting. Even a god cannot easily bear such power.

Or perhaps it could be said that the ceiling of this world was too small compared to myths and legends. During this period of study, he truly understood that his own existence had already reached the limit of what this small world could bear in an invisible way.

Although he could not directly reach the root that the magician pursued, the so-called root was no longer an illusory, unpursuable, and unexplorable existence in his cognition.

Take back your thoughts.

Two extremely powerful forces met in the center of the battlefield. The golden beams of light and the black storm intertwined together, erupting with unprecedented energy.

The entire battlefield was shaken by this force, the ground cracked, the air burned, and even time seemed to stop at this moment. The collision of light and darkness produced a strong contrast, the golden and black lights devoured each other, competing with each other, forming a huge energy vortex.

In this battle, Gilgamesh's Sword of Separation, with the blessing of the King's Treasure, tried its best to overwhelm Lin Yan. However, the light of the Sword of Promised Victory became even stronger, and Lin Yan lifted it with ease, and the golden light easily penetrated the darkness of the Sword of Separation.

"How could I lose to a random cultivator like you!"

Gilgamesh's eyes were bloodshot, and his mind was even showing signs of collapse due to the erosion of the black mud.

This is the limitation given to the body by the black mud.

Although the substance in the black mud has the same origin as the Holy Grail and the Heroic Spirits, it has been contaminated by Angra Mainyu's wishes and is full of negative attributes of evil and filth.

Therefore, the physical body obtained through the black mud will gradually be polluted by this evil filth, and will eventually devour all the good qualities of the heroic spirit, degenerating into an evil, angry and lost wretch.

"go to hell!"

As Gilgamesh roared, the destructive power of the Sword of Separation continued to grow.

Layer upon layer of light beams gushed out from the Sword of Separation, creating cracks in the rock and soil, trying to devour the light of the Sword of Promise and Victory.

Even though he was proud, he had to admit that the Hero King had been forced into a desperate situation by Lin Yan.

The King's Treasure had no power over him, and the Heaven's Chain was restrained by projection magic and the despairingly huge magic power.

Even his own trump card, the sword named after the god in Mesopotamian mythology.

It is a top-notch treasure among a large number of treasures, and is also the sword that "cuts the world apart", but it failed to secure victory.

For Gilgamesh at this moment, this was already a battle with no way out.

“Have you reached your limit?”

Lin Yan's voice was indifferent and spread throughout the whole place. Even Kotomine Kirei, who was standing calmly below, had a look of disbelief on his face.

Whether it was the projection of the Heaven's Chain at the beginning, or the subsequent attack of the King's Treasure's Noble Phantasm, it was already unbelievable to him.

With the power of a mortal, can one really rival a heroic spirit? !
And he is not an ordinary existence, but a hero who stands at the pinnacle of all heroes in Mesopotamian mythology and was born between gods and humans!

Gilgamesh is known as the King of Heroes because of his extremely high divine status of "two-thirds God and one-third man"!

"Since you have reached your limit, you can die now."

As soon as he finished speaking, endless golden spots of light suddenly appeared in the air on the ground behind Lin Yan, dragging long golden trails and converging on the Sword of Promise of Victory projected in his hand.

The Sword of Promised Victory suddenly shone brightly, and with the addition of this powerful force, the golden light column symbolizing light and order increased dramatically in power and size, completely engulfing the dark light of the Sword of Separation in an instant.

Under such a powerful attack, Gilgamesh only had time to let out a scream before he disappeared from the spot in an instant.

The golden beam of light slowly shrank and eventually converged into a thin line.

In Lin Yan's hand, cracks spread all over the fake sword of the Promised Victory that he projected, which was shining with silver light.

The power that the sword just carried and unleashed was so shocking that even the strengthened Sword of Promised Victory could not fully bear it, so that after the end, it shattered into pieces.

At the same time, the silver chain behind him bound the golden Chain of Heaven. The chain tightened like a long dragon, trapping the Chain of Heaven firmly inside.

"Gilgamesh is clearly dead, so why didn't the Heaven's Chain disappear with him?"

Lin Yan was a little curious.

But at this time, the Heavenly Chain no longer poses any threat. Next, we have to look at the following person, the mastermind behind the Fifth Holy Grail War, the referee and contestant, and the mentally ill person who evades taxes, Kotomine Kirei.

"What a pity." Kotomine Kirei smiled and shook his head. He did not seem to feel sad about his impending fate. He just felt a little regretful that he could not witness the destruction of the world.

"Yes, it's a pity." Lin Yan was not very interested in this guy who was set as the opposite of Emiya Shirou. Although he did kill Matou Zouken in a certain world line and felt very relieved, Matou Zouken did die in his hands now, and Kotomine Kirei was indeed a meticulous bastard.

"Go to hell."

As Lin Yan pointed his finger, a treasure that was replicated from the King's Treasure shot out from the silver vortex behind him, piercing straight through the thick vestments made of Kevlar fiber that even bullets could not penetrate, as well as the muscle armor that had been strengthened by magic and trained to the extreme. The sharp and thin sword blade pierced his heart, which was no harder than that of an ordinary person.

"Is it finally over?" Altria breathed a sigh of relief and looked towards Ryudo Temple behind her.

This battle came so suddenly that everyone was enjoying their lives, but Lin Yan suddenly brought them to Liudong Temple.

The Holy Grail is about to appear. The magic power gathered by the earth veins will fill the Holy Grail. The Holy Grail that is born only needs to gather the power of the heroic spirits to make the wish come true...

No, it would lead to the birth of Angra Mainyu, who carries all the evil in this world.

So, Lin Yan, who transformed himself into a savior and stopped all this, landed lightly on the ground and looked towards the cave that exuded a strong ominous atmosphere.

Besides Angola Mainyu, there was another poor fellow inside.

According to the original plot, by this time, Gilgamesh's soul should have come to Sakura Matou.

There was also Hercules who was devoured a few days ago, and Rider who was contaminated by the black mud.

However, when Lin Yan obtained the inherent barrier and infinite sword system, Hong A had already died under his sword.

At this point in the Holy Grail War, only Lin Yan and Matou Sakura are left. No matter which side wins, it will eventually help Angola Mainu.

Medea is worthy of being a magician from the Age of Gods, and she had seen through all of this long ago.

Even the Holy Grail was just something to her that she could create as long as she had enough magic power.

"Ayan." She came to Lin Yan's side and gently took his arm: "Even if the Holy Grail War is over, as a familiar, I will stay by your side."

Altria said nothing. She stood behind Lin Yan, her eyes dim and she bit her lip.

She is not an ordinary woman. On her shoulders, there is the entire British Kingdom waiting for her to save.

If I had not become the king of this country, I would be able to follow my heart now, stand boldly behind Lin Yan, and express my wish to be with him forever.

"Using it as a familiar is the worst option." Lin Yan's eyes swept across Medea and finally looked at Artoria.

He took Medea's hand and said:

"The black mud in the Holy Grail can devour the heroic spirits, and it can also give them a body that allows them to exist in this world. As long as I can remove the filth and pollution in the black mud, I can let you stay in this world intact."

"Although this method still requires me to be your source of magic power, normal survival and maintenance of existence no longer require such a thing as magic power."

Having said this, Lin Yan patted the two of them on the shoulders gently as if to comfort them, and finally said in Altria's ear:

"Don't worry too much. Although the Holy Grail is contaminated and this world cannot be changed, in another world line, Britain will not perish but will continue well."

……

The one we have to face ahead is Angra Mainyu. If we want to truly make the Holy Grail clean and clear again, we cannot let him stay in the Holy Grail any longer.

The thing to do is to release it and then...

Destroy it!
No one in the world has this kind of power. Even the heroic king Gilgamesh in his heyday could not guarantee that he could destroy Angra Mainyu with absolute certainty.

Except Lin Yan.

Two flowers bloom, each with its own beauty. In the black fog space, Lin Yan, who had just taken some time to come back from Aincrad, looked around and saw that there was still no one around him. He sighed with some disappointment.

Forget it, forget it. Although it is said that asking others for help is not as good as asking yourself for help, but in my current situation, asking myself for help is also like asking others for help.

The progress of the maze exploration on the 75th floor was very encouraging. This floor should be a benefit given by the game designer. Various resources are very rich, and there are countless leveling locations. After the exploration, the strategy team stopped vomiting and announced the information. As a result, within half a day, the entire 75th floor was crowded with players, even including many second- and third-rate guilds and some guys who had long retreated to the second line and were hiding in the first floor.

All kinds of monsters and demons have come to the 75th floor to seek gold.

"Mr. Asuna, the area ahead is uncharted. As a senior officer of the Knights of the Blood Alliance, it is best for you to bring guards with you."

"Go away! You don't need to meddle in my own affairs."

"Ms. Asuna..."

After an afternoon of leveling up, Lin Yan has successfully raised his level to 66. This level is enough to deal with most emergencies. Although it is still a little worse than top players like Asuna, it is definitely in the middle among the first-tier players.

"Now that I have broken through to the 75th floor, the highest level has been opened to level 75. Next, I need to increase the level before the next BOSS attack." Lin Yan supported his chin while thinking, while also planning to make his presence felt in front of Heathcliff.

Otherwise, there is a high probability that his fate will be directly manipulated by the system into a paralyzed state, and then Heathcliff will disappear from the game, leaving him and his group to continue to play the game miserably.

"I wish I could travel to the world of Re:Zero someday." Lin Yan sighed, "If I could get the Phoenix Blessing, I would dare to do it right in the game."

……

"Hey, that... Lin Yan."

Lin Yan, who was immersed in thought, was patted on the shoulder by a soft little hand. He turned around subconsciously and was faced with a bright and beautiful face.

"Asuna?"

He was a little confused. Shouldn't he have taken the initiative to plan? Why did the prey come to him on its own initiative?

"Um...something happened. We agreed to explore the maze together, right?"

As Asuna blinked desperately to hint, Lin Yan saw behind her, the tall but old-looking Kradir.

Oh, it’s this ugly guy again!

"Yes, I was just saying I would come look for you." Seeing this, Lin Yan nodded and followed suit.

"What a coincidence! I was looking for you too. The entrance to the maze is just ahead. Let's go together." (End of this chapter)