Or, why don’t you find another savior?

If fired randomly and miss, too many explosions may cause a large cavity to collapse.

Right above here is the swamp next to the cemetery in the north of the village. We must try our best to prevent seawater from flooding back.

Shiomi's hand fell on her shoulder, granting Ash the acceleration technique.

"Well, it's time to put a proper end to this trip."

After saying that, Jian flew towards the red holy bird, and the holy bird also spread its wings, ready to launch sand feathers again.

Chapter 19: The Fall of Hermes

The holy bird has just demonstrated the power of its sand feathers.

The massive destruction caused by the Sand Feather bombing is enough to rival the anti-city treasures that can destroy castles and annihilate medium-sized armies.

For the large underground cavity to be able to last for thousands of years, it must be a structure that has been verified countless times. Even if an earthquake or a change in the mountain structure occurs occasionally, coupled with the maintenance of the barrier, there will be no risk of collapse.

But this time, things were different.

The barrier used to maintain the world was opened, and an unprecedented explosion occurred under the huge void.

It was hard for Shiomi to imagine what would happen to the village above if this place collapsed.

Perhaps even Blackmoor Village will be swept into the dustbin of history.

Perhaps the so-called ceremony of resurrecting King Arthur was supposed to have this ending, but it did not mean that all the villagers in the village should be buried with him.

At least...it shouldn't be everyone.

He opened the barrier of the original rune and covered the originally damaged barrier of the underground temple. The impact of the bombing was gradually suppressed and covered up, and would no longer affect the mountain.

Maintaining this state, Shiomi raised her head and looked at the ash trees in the sky.

Hermes's crimson sand feathers were intercepted one by one by the small blue magic spears and exploded.

The large hole was illuminated as bright as day, just like a missile interception battle in modern warfare.

After a series of explosions, the burning dust slowly fell and Hermes let out a sharp cry, like an enraged falcon.

Apparently, the secret weapon had been cracked, causing some obstacles in the calculation and prediction of "Principle and Law Reaction". It needed more data to analyze, and then calculate a way to break Ash's defense and knock her down.

The holy bird spread its wings, and every time it flapped its wings, it would stir up a gust of wind. It screamed like an arrow shot from a bow and rushed straight towards the ash tree.

The green hail of bullets exploded after landing on the holy bird, but did not affect it at all.

"Have you mastered the power of my attack through the confrontation just now?" Jian avoided the impact with a natural movement like avoiding pedestrians just before the holy bird hit her.

The hard wings and the magic spear in her hand created sharp sparks.

Don't let go for a moment.

As one of the seven weapons of the Atlas Academy, this sacred bird, the embodiment of "Reaction of Principle and Law", is covered with weapons all over its body.

The wings are sharp blades, the claws are giant pincers, and the feathers are anti-city weapons.

"Well, how about this trick?" Jian waved his hand.

The bluish-white spiral gun emerged from the vortex that appeared in the void. The Holy Bird, unable to brake due to inertia, collided heavily with the attack that appeared on its flight path.

Thick dust enveloped the body of the holy bird.

Ash was suspended not far below the ceiling of the great void, watching the scene from above.

If it ended just like this, the so-called seven weapons of Atlas Academy would be nothing more than this.

The next moment, the holy bird spread its wings and soared out of the smoke and dust, as if it was about to soar into the sky - unfortunately, this place was underground.

It looked unharmed, but the huge fluctuations of magical power revealed that this was not the case.

The attack that Jian had just made caused great damage to it, and almost knocked the sacred bird to the ground.

However, the regeneration function is also a part of the "rational reaction". This weapon that understands death has realized that ash means death to it.

So it has to increase its operating power and use more magic power to deal with the ash.

The feathers made of crimson sand grew wildly, and the holy bird, which had just been quite agile and beautiful, had turned into a ferocious bird with horrible feathers and sharp claws in the blink of an eye.

The color of his body makes people feel the breath of death just like blood.

"Not good." Xi Jian leaned on the red spear and used it as a staff. While maintaining the supply of magic power to Ash, he continued to strengthen the barrier used to fix the spatial structure of the underground temple.

He suddenly felt a little regretful. If he could activate an inherent barrier like the Conqueror King's second treasure, he wouldn't have to bother maintaining the battlefield and could fight side by side with Ash.

Thinking of this, Xiomi shook her head helplessly and put this regret behind her.

He has already gained enough power, and it would be a bit greedy to continue to desire more.

Then, Xijian raised his head and nodded to Jian from a distance. He knew that Jian must be able to see this side.

Fight with confidence without worrying about your surroundings.

"Oh~, since my husband has said so." Ash suddenly glared and stared fiercely at the Hermes Bird whose posture had become terrifying, "Then I don't have to hold back."

She opened her palm and held the sacred bird in her palm from a distance.

As a weapon, it possesses a purely logical and rational "rational reaction" and does not feel insulted. It raises its neck and lets out a long howl.

It sensed danger, flapped its wings suddenly, and circled up in the direction of the ash.

Gradually returning to the dark underground space, countless chains composed of magic power stretched out from the shadows and intertwined behind it.

The chains flew out faster and faster, gradually touching the tail of the holy bird.

The holy bird began to flip in the air, avoiding the increasingly dense and fast chains. The blue-white chains that failed to capture the holy bird fell and disappeared.

In less than ten seconds, the holy bird circled and rose in front of Jian, but its sharp beak, claws, and even wings were unable to touch Jian at all.

The holy bird finally arrived at where Ash was, and Ash's chain also caught up with the holy bird.

The Bird of Hermes suddenly lit up with a dazzling light, and it was about to launch a bombing at a very close distance.

"…The realm record tape… is erased…" A mechanical sound came from the body of the Holy Bird.

However, Jian stepped back and disappeared into the shadows.

"Prepare to resist the impact of the Noble Phantasm, Second Generation! Gray!" Shiomi shouted under the temple.

The Second instinctively held Gray's shoulders and they lay on the roof of the temple together.

Ash stood in front of them.

The holy bird used all its strength to turn around, and the light gradually enveloped its body, just like the sun that has been burning for billions of years.

Gray raised her head with great effort and saw Ash's figure.

Or rather, the figure of Morgan le Fay.

She held a weapon that was both a magic gun and a magic wand, raised her hand gracefully, and faced her palm towards the holy bird that was emitting endless light.

When the light exploded to its peak, scarlet sand feathers, carrying a huge stream of magical power, poured down from the dome, ready to devour the temple and everything around it.

"Fall! Roadless Camelot!"

A huge magic spear suddenly appeared, surrounding the holy bird, erupting with magic power even greater than that of the holy bird, swallowing up the red light bit by bit.

Finally, the vast underground cavity was left with only one color.

The breathtaking light devoured the Bird of Hermes, and completely disappeared from this world along with the replica of King Arthur's spirit contained within it.

Chapter 20 The End of Faith

“…Oh…Oh…Our Black Madonna…Why are you…”

When the huge underground cavity returned to silence again, Shiomi stopped strengthening the barrier and regained his footing.

An old and sad voice broke the silence here.

The old woman with sunken eye sockets brought some villagers to the underground temple and happened to witness the final battle between Ash and the sacred bird.

The light and power displayed by "the utopia that can no longer be reached" is tantamount to declaring her identity to the villagers.

The Black Madonna, Morgan le Fay, half-sister of King Arthur.

Xi Jian simply took advantage of the situation and immediately lowered his head, knelt on one knee with his gun in hand, like a mysterious knight with a hidden identity, welcoming the arrival of his queen.

Da da da……

He slowly stepped out of the roof of the temple, but did not fall. Instead, each step was on a step in the void, and a faint light appeared every time he stepped down.

"The Black Madonna is here! Kneel down immediately!" Xijian shouted in a low voice.

Witness Ash's footsteps followed the invisible steps down to the top of the temple.

The villagers who rushed in all fell to the ground.

"To end it all." Ash stopped in mid-air, overlooking the crawling villagers.

Among them, only the old woman looked up at the ash with a pious but puzzled look.

In the middle of her prayer, she sensed that the vessel of King Arthur's spirit was undergoing unstable changes, and she hurriedly led the villagers in the church underground to the Great Temple.

Is it still too late after all? The old woman thought sadly.

Magdalena was right, the Black Madonna was here to put an end to it all.

The Black Madonna hidden in the long river of time finally denied the thousand-year-old mission she had left for the village, and decided to personally take back all the preparations she had made.

"Thank you for your perseverance over the years." Jian expressed his consolation to the old woman in a calm voice, "But, it has come to an end now."

The old woman's eyes were filled with anxiety and desire.

"Please... please, Black Madonna, give guidance to the people in this village who are upholding the mission you have given them..." Her voice trembled.

"The ceremony has been distorted. It is no longer what was originally planned." Jian pronounced coldly.

Her face was hidden behind the veil she put on before she came down.

This posture is what she looked like when she reigned as the Queen of Winter. Now, as the Black Madonna, ordering the villagers to abandon their mission is a perfect posture.

“Distorted… How could it be, how could it be like this? It will never be like this, absolutely impossible…” The old woman rejected the reality, but did not dare to deny the words of the Black Madonna. She could only defend herself feebly, “I have always, always followed the rituals, and our ancestors also followed the rituals… Impossible… Impossible… Ah, Black Madonna, please have mercy on me, is there any misjudgment…”

But Jian did not answer, just looked at the villagers silently.

No answer is the best answer.

No questioning, no counter-questioning, no suspicion is allowed.

The words of the Black Madonna are absolute, and the will of the Black Madonna is absolute.

Kneeling on one knee with his face hidden under his hood, Shiomi secretly laughed at Ash's ingenious response.

"In addition, King Arthur's soul has gone to Avalon and will no longer stay in this world." Ash raised his hand, looked at the darkness above the big hole, and announced the second thing in a vague and ethereal voice, "You have spent a thousand years, but the king has no intention of responding. He wants to watch the planet's end in the utopia."

There was a sudden commotion on the ground, and the voices were full of despair and helplessness.

At this time, Jian continued to walk down and came to the villagers.

The invisible pressure made the villagers crawl even lower. Even the old woman, who was full of despair and doubt, lowered her head, not daring to peek at the expression of the Black Madonna behind the veil.

At this time, Xijian slowly stood up, walked to the side of Zhao, and bowed deeply.

Then he tapped the ground lightly with the red spear in his hand, making a slightly dull sound, which attracted the villagers to look up, but they only saw a pitch-black crow appearing out of thin air.

In Blackmoor Village, the crow is a symbol that is deeply associated with the gravekeeper, but no one questions the Black Madonna's position at this time.

A flock of crows enveloped the Black Madonna, blocking everyone's view.

After a moment, it disappeared.

Just when the villagers thought that the Black Madonna had finished giving the oracle and was about to leave, the old woman raised her head in astonishment and looked upwards.

"outside……"

So the villagers supported the old woman, quickened their pace to leave the underground temple, and followed the footsteps of the Black Madonna into the village.

"I left..."

Gray, who was hiding behind the roof of the temple, had not yet recovered from the battle that was beyond her comprehension when she saw an even more incredible scene.

There was no doubt that the Black Madonna had come to the village and spoken to her.

It turns out that this was not a random guest, the Black Madonna came to the village to end the girl's mission.

Is that why the lady cares so much about me?