I Will Always Be a Partner of Justice

Shirou slowly picked up the crown and put it on his head again.

At that moment, his consciousness also came to that endless dark space, looking at the endless tumbling chaotic air mass, looking at the center of the chaotic air mass, the reverse vortex, and the essence of this record - his body, And the scourge that destroyed the old world.

He heard it.

That crazy sound of chaos.

He readily accepted.

After accepting this crazy sound of chaos, I also accepted all the power.

At this moment, he regained the record.

"G, Guinevere..." Bedivere looked at Shirou in astonishment.

Not only him, but others also looked at Shirou in astonishment.

Even the devil Lajosh I is the same.

Because at this moment Shirou has undergone tremendous changes.

The moment he put on the crown and got back his records, his black hair turned white, and his healthy wheat-colored skin also became extremely white.

He slowly opened his eyes, the fire in those eyes was completely extinguished, replaced by a pair of scarlet eyes, exuding an indescribable strange aura.

It's like... like a second Majin!

"Yong, Eternal King... Is this the case?" Bedivere was stunned, he didn't expect that the legendary Eternal King was like this.

Could it be, shouldn't it be the Holy King?

"I'm not the Eternal King, Sir Bedivere. I'm the demon Fujimaru Shiro." Shirou said calmly.

At the moment when he became a demon, Shirou felt that the negative emotions in his heart were infinitely expanding. The emotions of destruction, killing, and cursing were very strong, and it was very easy to lose control. It is no wonder that Lajos I after the demon was in contrast with Charles I. will be so big.

However, Shirou still calmed himself down.

He didn't become a devil for destruction, but for protection, he chose to become a devil.

As long as he thinks about this, even if he is surrounded by darkness, his heart is still moving towards the light, still burning like a fire.

His power, form, and even his existence have changed, but he——is still him!

"You...you...you are..." The Lion King looked at Shirou with a complicated expression.

"Long time no see, Rungomigniad. I never thought that you are my lost gun." Shirou said.

He realized that the Lion King in front of him, or the goddess Lungominyad, was exactly what he had lost, the gun!

"Under this situation...huh. This king will not repeat your mistakes!" The Lion King clenched the star gun and said coldly.

There is really no way to not recognize it, but even so, she will not change the result.When using this body to embody the world, Rungomigniad has made a decision.

She wants to go to the end of the road with her own will.

"Hahaha...hahaha...how, there is such a thing!" The demon Lajos I laughed madly and looked at Shirou with crazy eyes, and said: "The crown or something...is not as important as you! If I take you back, if I take you back... the king will definitely be able to truly manifest!"

He looked at Shirou madly, and then drove countless chaotic figures to rush towards Shirou.

Seeing the chaotic figure coming like a sea tide, Shirou turned his head slightly, his scarlet eyes fell on Bedivere, and said, "Mr Bedivere, it's time to give me that sword."

"What!?" Bedivere was taken aback for a moment, and then his right arm emitted a dazzling silver light, and the whole arm buzzed uncontrollably.

"How, how could it be..."

Bedivere was stunned, and then his right arm flew out, turning into a burst of starlight, hovering beside Shirou.

"Come on, Star Sword. Now, I will inherit you!"

As soon as Shirou stretched out his hand, the endless starlight fell into Shirou's hand, forming a dazzling blade of light, and then endless black mud spewed out from Shirou's body, climbing along the blade.

At that moment, light and darkness merged together, forming a black sword that shone with starlight.

The sword body is very clean and neat, without any lines or strange places, it looks like a piece of pure black.

A lonely pilgrimage wandering alone in the dark world.

"The Sword of the Death Star..." Rungomigniad said with a complex expression, looking at the black sword in Shirou's hand.

As the Star Gun, the Lion King Rungomigniad knows very well that the Star Sword has no fixed shape, but will change with the inner world of the holder.

But now, the sword of the star reflects the inner world of Shirou, the ghost of the old world.

It is the manifestation of destruction.

It is an elegy for loneliness.

It is a pilgrimage to a new world.

Sword of the Death Star · Solitary Pilgrimage!

"Hahaha...bring you in front of the king!" The demon Layosh I rushed towards Shirou madly.

Followed by it, there are chaotic figures, giant arms of the sky, and giant arms of rocks that are like turbulent waves.

And at this time, Shirou raised the Death Star Sword, Lonely Pilgrim high, exuding a terrifying magical aura all over his body, and the magical aura like a mud flow behind it formed a shape like a butterfly's wings, and the stardust light full of curse aura fell on It flickers like a starry sky.

Then, Shirou dropped his sword.