The android girl will not dream of the fairy knight sister

　There is no escape and no escape.

　Its consciousness was held tightly by another Sieg, unable to cross time and space to enter the body and merge with it.

　And the necessary sacrifice was also intercepted by Sieg.

　After all, an artificial body cannot compare to the original body.

　The body cannot perceive the soul, so it can only randomly manipulate pieces of flesh to cover itself.

　If the soul is there, it will certainly not be afraid.

　No matter how serious the injury is, as long as the soul is still immortal, it will recover sooner or later.

　But now the soul is not there.

　The whole earth was shaking.

　The sky was shaking violently, as if it was about to fall from above.

　Starting from the very center of the impact, the ground began to collapse continuously on a kilometer-by-kilometer basis.

　The ground closer to the impact was completely melted by the high temperature, and even the melted products were completely wiped out.

　It was as if someone had wiped the land with an eraser and removed the small pieces of debris that had fallen off the eraser, leaving nothing but blank space.

　Terrifying magical power erupted from the surface of the earth, roaring and raging.

　The darkness of the sky was completely torn apart, and countless colors intertwined and merged together.

　The sky seemed to have become a canvas, and the patterns and colors appearing on it were constantly changing.

　The air was filled with a concentration of magic that could suffocate modern humans.

　Golden lightning struck the earth from time to time, and the world seemed to be pulled into hell.

　The city and everything around it had long been completely wiped off the face of the earth.

　But it's not dead yet.

　It was clear, and Zig was also very clear.

　The heart inside the body began to beat wildly, the light spots deep in the soul began to flash faster, and a steady stream of magic power began to be mobilized.

　It was twice as big as before and more blue cross stars exploded in the air one after another.

　The impenetrable rain of arrows fell without giving the body any time to breathe.

　Siegfried stood on Fafnir's back and twisted the hilt without hesitation. All the true ether stored in the blue gem was completely released, and it continued to absorb the surrounding magic power generated by the release of the girl's treasure.

　The long silver hair was blown high up by the recoil of magic power, and the blue pattern on the chest had become extremely dazzling at this moment.

　As soon as he opened his mouth slightly, a little steam came out of it.

　That was the result of using too much true ether, causing the body to be burned.

　"Fafnir! Let's put everything that happened in the past aside for now! We can't make any mistakes now! Do you understand?!"

　Fafnir turned his head and glanced at Siegfried.

　Although he hated this man, he had no other choice now.

　Its owner is still in there, it must be rescued...

　Fafnir howled softly as if in response to Siegfried's call.

　The pitch-black wings kept flapping.

　Each swing generates a gust of wind powerful enough to rend flesh and blood.

　The evil dragon carried the dragon slayer who had once destroyed it and flew across the sky filled with chaos and ominousness, the magic power in its mouth constantly gathering.

　"As a knight, my honor does not allow me to remain indifferent to what I see..."

　Lancelot held Arondite in front of him, with awareness in his eyes.

　Summoned as a Berserker, he was unable to exert his most effective combat power and had lost most of his Noble Phantasms.

　The only thing he could do now was to change his spiritual base, even if it was only for a moment.

　Justisa slowly stretched out her hand from the inner side of the world, and a white petal broke away from the inner sea of ​​the star, carrying the food thing called miracle across the void and floating into Lancelot's hand.

　The pitch-black armor began to make a "cracking" sound, and then cracks quickly invaded every corner of the armor like a tide.

　The next second, the black armor on Lancelot's body exploded completely, revealing a set of pure white armor.

　"Siegfried! Together!"

　"Right on my mind!"

　Siegfried raised the Balmung in his hand high and began to chant the release of his Noble Phantasm:

　"True Aether is fully open, Fantasy Greatsword - Maximum Power! World, it is now sunset..."

　"Awake from the golden dream, free yourself from the cradle, and cut off all light and shadow!"

　"The evil dragon will eventually fall—I will strike you down! Fantasy Greatsword: Balmung!"

　Lancelot leaned down slightly, looking with clear eyes at the piece of meat in the distance that was still able to stand up even under the double bombardment of dragon breath and lightning, and then took a deep breath.

　"Arondite, speed up!"

　"shine

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　Like the surface of the water, blazing! Reaching the end, transcending the boundaries! "

　"O King of the Other Side, witness this light! All bonds are broken. Aroundight overload!"

　The cyan beam of light intertwined with the blue lake light, and then merged with the dragon breath emitted from Fafnir's mouth and headed straight towards the disaster in the distance.

　Sieg's figure quickly shuttled among the rain of swords and the fallen pieces of flesh, and the dragon breath and golden lightning in his hand never stopped for a moment.

　At the moment before the fusion attack of the three arrived, Sieg suddenly accelerated to get out of the attack range of his friends and then slowly closed his eyes.

　The golden light shone on the earth, even dispersing the strange colors in the sky.

　"Heaven's feel, connection..."

　A light began to emanate from the girl's chest.

　"I turn and begin my pilgrimage to the other side. Carrying the Heavenly Cup, I fly, transformed into an evil dragon..."

　The giant dragon opened its eyes, and its red pupils looked straight at the body shrouded in light.

　The darkness began to encroach again, and the attack released by the three together could only suppress it for a moment.

　The dazzling light burst out again, and the giant dragon floated quietly in front of the body that was missing most of its body.

　A halo, no dimmer than the halo formed by human burning in the sky, broke through the darkness and illuminated the sky.

　The next blow is the final blow.

　The body seemed to understand this and wailed as it tried to get up and struggle.

　But no one would grant his wish, including the girl's future colleagues.

　A huge wheel of light above the sky began to rotate.

　It is the product of the intense combustion of human history as fuel.

　"I thought someone had made a mistake, but it turned out to be you... Gilles de Ray..."

　A sound like a huge bell resounded throughout the sky, and a brown-skinned, silver-haired man appeared silently in the air, with nine rings on his hands.

　Albion's gaze slowly turned to the man who looked almost identical to Solomon.

　"You should know exactly what I'm going to do. Although our methods are different, our goals are the same."

　Solomon said as his eyes slowly moved away from the dragon's body and then fell on the physical body.

　"At least now, it absolutely cannot exist, right?"

　Albion nodded slightly, then soared into the sky.

　"Then I'll let you take a message to them, even though you may not know each other..."

　Solomon slowly raised his hands.

　"Understand the true meaning of my great deeds, my ideals, and my birth! This star will be reborn, and all life will become the past!"

　"The moment my great work of reforging this star is complete! The third Noble Phantasm unfolds—the time for its birth has arrived, and with it, all things will be rectified! Come, burn like grass! ars almadel salomonis!"

　The beam of light from the huge halo suddenly rushed out, and the terrifying heat directly evaporated everything around it.

　"Arise from the withered bones... Breath of fire, wings of iron! Cry like a newborn in the twilight sky!"

　"Fly, towards the sky beyond! This is Albion, the final dragon that opens the frontier!"

　The giant dragon flew into the sky, and the dazzling light in its body slowly condensed, and finally turned into a spear aimed at the flesh on the ground.

　"The hollow heart albion that no one knows!"

　Two beams of light and heat, capable of extinguishing all life, struck the broken body one after the other.

　The already devastated land fell into turmoil again.

　The dazzling light stands above the earth like another sun.

　The residual power of the attack completely wiped out everything around it.

　"Looks like it was successful..."

　"Sieg", who had lost most of his body, looked at the darkness in front of him with a smile.

　"I won the bet..."

　The darkness began to recede like the tide, and only the girl, whose remains gradually became ethereal, remained in the entire space.

　"Next..."

　I'll leave it to you...

　The girl's residual soul completely dissipated, but the thin thread of fate still did not return to its original position because of the girl's disappearance.

　Everything returned to peace.

　The dragon, burned by the light, fell to the ground and then gradually shrank into a human form.

　The dress she was wearing was already in tatters, and her snow-white skin was covered with severe burns.

　"I'm sorry... I'll let you take revenge when I have the chance..."

　Solomon's figure slowly disappeared, leaving the girl lying alone on the ground.

　Fafnir and the others were completely evaporated by the high temperature of the light wheel in an instant, without even having time to feel the pain.

　In a trance, the girl

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　She felt someone pick her up and then rest her head on something soft.

　Very warm...

　The girl narrowed her eyes slightly, and her vision, which was affected by the strong light, began to refocus, and a familiar figure appeared before her.

　"...Joan of Arc?"

　The girl asked uncertainly.

　"It's me..."

　The witch Joan of Arc rested the girl's head on her thighs and gently stroked the girl's cheek with her ungainly hands.

　You came to rescue me...

　The witch Joan of Arc slowly placed the Holy Grail next to the girl and then bent down.

　The silver-gray hair, which was slightly darker than the girl's silver hair, continued to fall as the witch Joan of Arc moved.

　"Please stay with me for a little while longer... just a little while..."

　Until I woke up completely from this illusory dream.

　No matter how angry the flame is, it will eventually be extinguished completely one day.

　Until then...