I'm a druid in Type Moon

It was as if I was back on the battlefield again.

The End of Ideal: Chapter 41: Charge! Charge!

The invisible blade tore through the atmosphere, severing several monsters along with it. Saber put down her sword, feeling as if her body was on fire.

Everywhere he looked was a battlefield, and there was no way to retreat behind him.

"It's just like the Battle of Camlan!"

Saber smiled bitterly.

As the Knight King of Britain, he is always followed by knights, starting with Kay and Lynn, then Gawain and Bedivere, and finally the complete Knights of the Round Table.

In ten years and twelve battles, King Arthur, who led the troops, was known as the undefeated god of war. But when King Arthur charged into battle, it was always the loyal knights who protected him and blocked the arrows for him.

However, first Lynn fell into the earth, then Lancelot escaped, and then the Knights of the Round Table fell apart.

Finally, when King Arthur stood on the hill, there was no knight left to protect his back.

Her intuition was triggered, and Saber subconsciously lowered her head. The tentacles passed over her head and cut the tree man not far away in half.

Saber turned around, and the invisible sword slashed the enemies that gathered behind her. But the irrational monsters would not feel fear, and more enemies continued to rush here.

"I didn't expect that I would die at the hands of a bunch of soldiers this time. Last time, at least I managed to finish the job!"

Saber sighed. Her battle-hardened body was exhausted. The dragon's heart that could squeeze magic power from the atmosphere was no longer effective in this alien environment. Her treasure could not be used because of the wound on her left hand.

"Is it so difficult to get you to ask for help?"

A familiar voice sounded beside Saber, and Lynn released the illusion that covered his entire body, exposing himself to the monster's vision.

The pure natural breath stimulated their blood vessels to swell, their tentacles squirmed, and they entwined with each other to form long spears of flesh and blood, stabbing straight towards Lin En.

Lin En did not look back. The bright moon above his head emitted a dazzling light at this moment, which gathered in Lin En's hand, and an illusory long sword was born.

Lin En waved his sword casually, and all the spears that were shot at him were cut off directly.

"I thought you would ask me for help after you couldn't hold on any longer, but I didn't expect you to become so stubborn."

Lynn sighed and hit Altria hard on the forehead with his free left hand.

More and more moonlight fell from the sky, covering Lin En and a small area around him.

Altria reached out and touched her forehead, feeling the long-lost pain, and said blankly:

"Since I got the Sword of Promised Victory, I have never asked for help from others again."

With the protection of the Sword of Promised Victory and its scabbard, King Arthur is invincible. He is a hero who can rush into the battlefield alone and slay a dragon single-handedly.

Not to mention asking for help, there's no chance of getting hurt.

Lin En was also stunned. In his memory, the last time he saw Altria asking him for help was the day when the sword in the stone broke. It was as if she had lost the faith she had always held on to.

"Merlin once said that once you become a king, you must not show your weakness in front of others. You must maintain your dignity as a king at all times!"

Saber said with some nostalgia. Merlin had taught her almost all of her studies, both as a king and as Artoria, which was why Artoria never hated Merlin until the end.

"You also said it was someone else!"

Lin En looked unhappy, and he thought of the magician who hid in Avalon and didn't dare to see him. But there was nothing he could do. After Vivian left, Merlin became the manager of Avalon. If he didn't want to see someone, even the magician couldn't see him.

Lynn sighed and reached out to rub Altria's little head.

"How many times have I told you that I'm older than you!"

Altria dodged subconsciously, looked at Lin En unhappily, and then froze in place.

Lin En didn't care. Although he missed that feeling a little, he still had to give Altria some face.

After a short rest, Lin En raised his head and looked at the crack in the void in the distance.

Even though Lin En had left, the magic circle throughout the forest was still running. More and more tree people gathered here, trapping the monsters in the middle.

As long as the crack can be blocked, the remaining monsters can be dealt with before dawn.

"Let's get started, Altria!"

Altria came back to her senses from her reminiscence, the moonlight shining on her body, her physical strength and magic power were recovering rapidly.

As long as I stay with Lynn, I won't have to worry.

"Then, let's go!"

With an indescribable feeling of emotion welling up in her heart, Altria clenched the sword in her hand and rushed to the battlefield with Lin En again after a thousand years.

Lin En charged forward, and the domain formed by the moonlight followed him, forcibly opening up a piece of pure land in this demonic domain, and also attracted the attention of a huge number of monsters. Especially when Altria began to rush towards the huge crack, it seemed as if an eye glanced at this piece from the other side of the crack.

The next moment, the chaotic group of monsters seemed to have received some irresistible command. They gave up fighting with the tree people and rushed towards where Lin En and the others were regardless of everything.

Even the Demon Realm itself seemed to be endowed with intelligence and began to crush towards the Moonlight Realm. The area around Lin En was continuously compressed, and finally could only cover Lin En and Altria. No matter how bright the moonlight was, it could not expand again.

But this was enough, at least Altria's heart was still beating violently. The magic power in the atmosphere was purified by the moonlight, absorbed by the dragon's heart, purified, and refined several times, and then poured into Altria's body.

The strength is constantly increasing, not only has it recovered to its original strength, but it may even go a step further, because the strongest support in the world is right behind him.

The sword in Lin En's hand danced, killing the monsters along the way one by one. At the same time, his free left hand was still flying, and mysterious runes were engraved in the atmosphere, turning into layers of enhancing magic that enveloped the two of them.

If there were a connoisseur of magic present, he would have recognized that this was a long-lost rune. Although it was not at the level of the runes of the Age of Gods, it was not far off.

Only this kind of mystery close to magic can be bestowed upon Altria.

The End of Ideals: Chapter 42: Divinity

"My king! Are we just going to stand here and watch?"

Hundreds of meters above the forest, a "ship" made of gold and emeralds was floating there.

It was a flying machine that was lost in Babylonian mythology, spread to India, and recorded in the two great epics Ramayana and Mahabharata under the name of Vimana.

And his master, the world's first hero, Gilgashmei, was sitting on his throne, looking at the battlefield below. Hearing Tōsaka Tokiomi's voice, he did not turn around, but said seriously in a rare moment:

"There is no need for me to take action! That is their honor. As a king, I will not be so magnanimous as to not even have this little bit of magnanimity!"

"But!"

Toosaka Tokiomi looked at the battlefield below that almost covered the entire primeval forest, and couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

Let's not talk about how much resources the Tōsaka family would have to use to keep this a secret after the war. As for the spoils of this war, the tree people might not get them, and the monsters wouldn't leave anything good behind. But even from such a long distance, Tōsaka Tokiomi could feel the strong magical fluctuations of the spring that appeared in the forest for some unknown reason.

This is a rare treasure in the Far East! If I don't contribute, it will be taken away by the Einzbern family!

"Shichen! These are just some insignificant treasures. If you want, I can give them to you, but are you sure you want to ask me for advice on this matter?"

Gilgamesh's emotionless voice reached Tōsaka Tokiomi's head, causing his body to tremble and his head to lower even lower.

"Humph!"

Gilgamesh snorted coldly. He was a coward who wanted something but didn't dare to speak. If Tōsaka Tokiomi spoke at this moment, Gilgamesh might even look at him with a higher regard and throw him directly into the war.

If you want something, just go get it yourself!

While they were talking, the situation on the battlefield was nearing its end.

With Linn's full support, Altria had already fought her way to within dozens of meters of the crack, but could no longer move forward.

In this tens of meters distance, countless monsters crowded here, almost forming a wall of flesh and blood tens of meters thick. Even if the holy sword cut a crack, it would be restored in the next moment.

"There is no other way, just release the Noble Phantasm!"

Lin En only took a glance and knew that this was not an opponent that could be defeated by cold weapons. It would require at least missile-level explosive power.

"But the wound on my left hand!"

Altria raised her left hand. A shallow scar still lingered on her left wrist. Under the moonlight, the faint curse was gradually wiped away. But it would take at least a few hours to fully recover.

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"I didn't mean the Sword of Vowed Victory!"

Lynn shook his head and looked at the invisible sword in Altria's hand.

Altria understood what she meant.

"Are you talking about the [Wind King Barrier]?"

The Noble Phantasm that shrouds the Sword of Promised Victory makes it impossible for the enemy to grasp the distance between the weapons. Although it is simple, it can play a huge role in hand-to-hand combat. When the Noble Phantasm is released, it can release the attack of [Wind King Hammer].

"But the attack power is still not enough! After all, the [Wind King Barrier] is only a weapon against humans."

If it is in a battle with a heroic spirit, the sudden outburst of [Iron Hammer of the Wind King] may have the effect of killing the enemy with one blow, but in this kind of battlefield, [Iron Hammer of the Wind King] is just a good range attack.

"The [Wind King Hammer] alone is certainly not enough, but with me, that may not be the case."

Lynn walked forward and hugged Altria from behind, and before she could react, his hands were already on Altria's hands.

Altria was not shy, not only because she believed that Linn would tease her at this time, but also because she felt a powerful magical power being injected into the Sword of Promised Victory through her hands.

The wind was cheering and dancing wildly, as if the winds of the whole world were gathering here. Even Lin En had not expected that the Sword of Promised Victory would have such a high bonus on magic.

With the two at the center, the swirling wind distorted the light and continuously extracted everything around it. The tree people raised their hands, and the leaves merged into the wind like birds returning to their nests, becoming countless sharp swords under the blessing of speed.

The monster wanted to step forward to stop it, but it was too late. A devastating tornado had already formed at this moment, and following the slash of the holy sword, it blasted towards the direction of the crack.

The flesh and blood seemed to be thrown into a meat grinder, and countless blades were frantically cutting the filthy flesh and blood until it lost all vitality.

When the strong wind dissipated, the wall of flesh and blood that blocked their way had disappeared, leaving only a thick layer of soil on the ground, nourishing this scarred land.

Lin En sent her off and helped Altria to rest next to the tree man, while he walked towards the crack.

There was soft flesh under my feet, and every step I took seemed like I was sinking into it. But it no longer had the original corrosiveness, and it felt like real soil.

Lin En walked forward step by step, and the spiritual veins under the earth also followed his footsteps and continued to advance. Countless roots buried deep underground grew wildly after obtaining sufficient nutrients.

It absorbs the essence of flesh and blood, sucks the dirty blood, and finally blooms beautiful flowers on the earth.

The bright red petals fluttered in the breeze and drifted towards Lin En. Lin En stretched out his hand and slowly lifted it up. The will of nature gathered in his hand at this moment.

Only Gilgamesh in the air could see that at this moment, Lin En's pupils turned into bright gold, and some great existence descended into this body.

"Let's go, Shichen. There's nothing for us to do here anymore!"

Gilgamesh said to Tōsaka Tokiomi who was still kneeling there.

So the "ship" set sail and headed towards the Tousaka family's mansion.

At this time, Lin En had entered a state of neither joy nor sorrow. The divinity hidden in his soul was once again aroused, and everything in the world seemed to be under his control.

Lin En didn't dare to feel it too much and waved his hand towards the crack.

The power of all things gathered here, naturally responding to the command of the gods. Countless flying fragments of space returned to their original positions at this moment, and were restored to one under the fusion of elements.

The crack was closed.

The End of Ideals: Chapter 43: Artificial Snow

At the moment the crack closed, the demons entrenched in the forest also collapsed, and the remaining demons were beaten to death by the tree people and turned into a pile of fertilizer.

Altria also recovered some strength and walked down to where Lin En was. The soil under her feet should have been soft, but now it has turned into tough grass. When she got closer, Altria looked up and saw the clear night sky. She couldn't help but whispered:

"Lin, is it over?"

Lin En turned around and stared at Altria with his golden eyes, causing her body, which had just relaxed, to tense up again.

Fortunately, Lin En did not have any problems with being possessed. Instead, he smiled gently and said:

"Tonight's events are over, but Caster still managed to escape. With a city's worth of material reserves, I'm afraid he'll be able to make a comeback soon."

Lynn said as he walked towards the castle.

"So I have one last thing!"

In just a few steps, Lin En crossed a distance of hundreds of meters and arrived at the location of the clear spring. As a man-made magic hub, the spring water here contains powerful magic. If a magician drinks it for a long time, it can enhance the adaptability of himself and the magic circuit. You must know that the magic circuits of the magic family are passed down from generation to generation, and transplanting magic circuits is like transplanting body organs, which also requires adaptability.

There was only a small half of the water left in the spring, but Lin En didn't feel sorry at all. He turned his palm up, and the water began to roll, defying gravity and flying towards the sky.

Although only a small half is left, there is actually still a small lake of spring water. At this moment, under Lin En's will, all of it goes up to the clouds, and then turns into mist and merges into the water vapor.

"What good is this?"

Altria, who arrived shortly afterwards, saw Lynn's regrettable behavior and couldn't help but ask.

Lin En did not hide anything and explained in detail:

"To put it simply, it is artificial snowmaking. It is winter now, and the temperature will soon drop below zero. There are enough particles in the atmosphere, but there is a lack of water vapor. I will evaporate all the water resources comparable to a lake into the clouds."

"Right now, the conditions for snow to form are sufficient. Once the snow starts to fall, it will not stop for a while. At this time, as long as there is another breeze, this snow containing trace amounts of purifying power will cover the entire Fuyuki City."

"Even if this little bit of purification power cannot affect Caster himself, it can slow down the speed at which he explodes. As long as Caster does not accumulate enough miscellaneous soldiers to sweep across the entire Fuyuki City, we can kill him tomorrow night!"