In Britain, the Noble Phantasm: Divine Key

Because he knew very well that he was already in an invincible position.

After a long silence, Gaia finally let out a sigh.

—You've won, King of Men.

After saying these words, the planet's will vanished.

Anan breathed a sigh of relief and turned to Artoria: "Alright, Lily, you can now fully unleash the Holy Sword."

Artoria nodded, hesitated for a moment, and then couldn't help but ask, "Teacher, does that mean you weren't banished to another dimension?"

Under Artoria's expectant yet apprehensive gaze, Anahn remained silent for a moment, then gave a helpless, bitter laugh: "I'm sorry, Lily, I don't want to deceive you. I have indeed been banished. What stands here now is merely a wisp of my spirit."

In fact, when he first heard the news of the Northern army's surprise attack on Camelot, Yanan had suspected that it might be a trap set by the enemy.

After all, given Vortigern's ruthlessness, it's not unimaginable that he would deploy 50,000 troops to set a trap.

That guy has now become the God of the End, completely losing all humanity. What's more, he also possesses the Holy Grail, an artifact of extraordinary power.

Adhering to a cautious spirit of "better safe than sorry," before setting off, Anaen activated the zero rated power of Feather Dust, binding a wisp of his spirit together with Artoria, just in case.

Because he wanted to see what Artoria could do in his absence, he didn't reveal his presence, but instead hid deep within Artoria's mind, observing silently.

He only stepped forward because Artoria was almost tricked by Gaia this time.

After hearing Anaen's explanation, Artoria looked ashamed and said, "I'm sorry, teacher, I've let you down."

“No, you’ve done very well, Lily. There are no perfect people in this world. A small mistake doesn’t mean anything. What’s more important is your perseverance, your hard work, and your sense of responsibility. These excellent qualities have shown me your potential as a king, and that’s what I’m most satisfied with,” Yanan said with a smile.

Receiving praise from Anaen filled Artoria's heart with an irrepressible joy, as if milk and honey were flowing through her.

"Alright, go do what you need to do. Don't worry too much about me. That alternate dimension can't hold me. I'll be out soon," Yanan said with a smile.

"Ok!"

Artoria nodded, her consciousness gradually fading.

......

......

Artoria slowly opened her eyes and looked up. The enormous star had almost completely solidified. Although it had not yet completely fallen, its huge size and massive mass had already begun to have a significant impact on the ecosystem.

But that's the end of it.

Amidst the howling wind, she raised the Star Sword high, her solemn and dignified voice echoing across the vast天地 (heaven and earth):

"Seal Thirteen – Planetary Judgment Begins!"

"—!"

"This is a fight for survival!"

"This is a war to uphold humanity!"

"This is the war against evil!"

"This is the war to save the world!"

Om-! ! !

Vast and unparalleled magical power surged from the Star Sword, and the sword, forged from radiance, instantly extended by more than ten meters, unleashing a terrifying aura that shook the entire world!

This is what the Star Sword looks like when fully unleashed against external enemies!

Such a huge commotion naturally caught Zhu Yue's attention. She stared at the sword of light, feeling the intense threat emanating from it, and a look of intense fear appeared in her pure gold eyes.

"No...wait...Gaia...I was wrong, I'll stop right away..."

Before she could finish speaking, Artoria's voice drowned her out.

"EX.......calibur!!"

boom--!!!

A dazzling, infinite light emanated from the sword, instantly enveloping the crimson moon and shooting from the earth's surface into the vast, boundless universe.

"hateful......."

Zhu Yue's eyes were filled with resentment as her body gradually dissipated.

Artoria let out a long breath, and the Star Sword in her hand gradually returned to normal.

“Next, only Vortigern is left,” she murmured to herself.

She turned around, mounted East Starlion, and prepared to join Camelot's army.

However, at this moment—

"hold head high--!!"

A mighty dragon roar suddenly came from afar, resounding throughout the heavens and earth.

A massive shadow loomed over the land. Artoria instinctively looked up and saw a white dragon, as large as a mountain, hovering in the high sky. Its cold scales reflected a dazzling light, and its lantern-like golden dragon eyes gazed at her.

Feeling the overwhelming pressure descending upon her, Artoria's breath hitched slightly.

"Votigeng!?"

Chapter Sixty-Five: The God of the End—The White Dragon Voodoo!

A white dragon, over three hundred meters long, hung alone high in the sky. Its massive form cast endless darkness, and its golden vertical pupils gleamed with a cold light. Even a single glance from it could instill endless despair in anyone who looked at it.

Artoria gripped the Holy Lance and Holy Sword tightly in her hands, her expression extremely solemn.

Although there was no evidence, her intuition told her that the man was Vortigern!

But this guy's change is just too drastic!

The white dragon stared at the spot where the crimson moon had disappeared, its golden vertical pupils revealing a somewhat indescribable expression. It remained silent for a moment, then raised its head and let out a majestic dragon roar.

"hold head high--!!!"

Accompanied by a dragon's roar, a circle of visible white light emanated from its body and rapidly spread outwards.

Artoria, who was closest to the light, was instantly enveloped by the white light. However, she was not harmed at all. On the contrary, she felt completely comfortable, and the circulation of magic power in her body accelerated, giving her a sense of liberation.

But her face turned pale in an instant.

Having once entered the realm of the Norse gods, she instantly discerned the true nature of this power.

—True Ether!

This is a power that only exists in the Age of Gods!

In the days when the gods were still active on earth, true ether was like air and water, the foundation and source upon which all life depended.

However, as the Age of Gods declined, the true ether also gradually withered away, leading to the annihilation of the beings of the Age of Gods.

Nowadays, apart from some secret realms outside the real world, the true ether in the real world has long since disappeared, which is a sign that the Age of Gods is about to end.

As a result, at this time, Vortigern once again brought true ether back to the earth.

Artoria suddenly had a strange intuition that Vortigern probably wanted to spread this thing throughout the entire British Isles!

For the beings of the Age of Gods, True Aether is the foundation of survival. Artoria, who possesses the Red Dragon Factor, is even more empowered by such an environment. However, for humans of this era, this substance is nothing short of the most potent poison!

If it were to succeed, probably less than one ten-thousandth of the entire population of the British Isles would survive!

No, we must stop it!

Artoria threw the Holy Lance Rungomminiad far away. The spear, which was originally only a meter long, swelled in the wind and instantly transformed into a tower of light over thirty meters tall. The storm mixed with lightning and turned into cannon fire, charging towards the white dragon in the sky.

Rumble, rumble, rumble—!!!

The terrifying artillery fire bombarded the white dragon, producing a deafening roar. Its silvery-white scales were blasted into fragments, its flesh charred black, and golden blood flowed down like a stream.

"Roar--!!"

The white dragon roared in pain, its golden vertical pupils tinged with a hint of ferocity, and it spat out a beam of magical energy that hurtled toward the Tower of Radiance.

The tower spire shimmered with light, and a storm surged forth, colliding with the dragon's breath. However, the latter easily broke through and struck the tower, causing the Tower of Glory to tremble slightly, and the light surrounding it dimmed considerably.

"Isn't the Holy Lance enough?"

Artoria's expression turned solemn as she raised the Holy Sword high and once again issued the Sevenfold Liberation Declaration.

Golden light surged forth, converging on the Star Sword. Its surging momentum stirred up a gale, distorting space and displaying unparalleled power.

However, this is still a considerable gap from the fully unleashed form of the Holy Sword, at most equivalent to only four layers of unleashed state.

“Gaia…” Artoria gritted her teeth inwardly, but there was nothing she could do.

After all, Vortigern and Zhu Yue are different. Vortigern is not an external enemy from another planet. Its goal is simply to revive the Age of Gods.

And in a way, this is exactly what Gaia most wanted to happen.

At this point, Gaia not only didn't seal the Star Sword, but also broke four seals, which is actually quite good.

This guy probably thinks that no matter which side wins, he won't suffer any losses.

Taking a deep breath and calming herself, Artoria raised her holy sword high and solemnly declared:

"Gathering the breath of the stars, the torrent of glorious life, receive this! Excalibur!"

boom--!!

A massive beam of magical light, over ten meters thick, surged into the sky, heading straight for the white dragon's head. A cold glint flashed in the dragon's eyes as it lowered its head and unleashed a burst of dragon breath, which collided with the light of the holy sword.

At the center of the collision between the two energies, the energy increases, decreases, and disappears, forming a chaotic black hole that swallows everything around it, like a gateway to an abyss.

At the same time, the storm and thunder converged once more, and the Tower of Radiance unleashed a long whip of light that tore through the sky and lashed out at Vortigern.

Where the whip lashed, it left a long black line, a spatial rift torn open by the power of the Tower of Radiance. The whip of light, tens of meters long, flashed across the white dragon's neck like a sharp guillotine, and then the huge head was severed and crashed to the ground with a loud thud. The golden vertical pupils gradually lost their luster.

"That's... over?" Artoria blinked in disbelief, feeling a sense of unreality.

No, not yet.

A familiar voice came from the side, and countless colorful flowers fell from the sky, converging into a handsome young man with silver hair, holding a staff.

"Merlin? Aren't you guarding Camelot? What are you doing here?" Artoria asked, puzzled.

"If I hadn't come, the world would have been doomed." Merlin smiled helplessly. "Haven't you noticed anything strange yet?"

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