You are very strong, but my painting style is better than yours!

"I do not know either."

Elsa shook her head, raised her slender fingers, and a small white sprite with dragonfly wings flew over and landed on her fingertip, affectionately stroking Elsa's hair.

"【The Fairy Corridor】can open caves in the world leading to 'otherworldly realms,' allowing travel to the Netherworld, past worlds, or even distant parallel worlds. However, I cannot fully control this power yet, and in addition…"

In order to open the cave on a day other than the full moon, I specifically used the "Grace of the Lucky Saint" to catalyze the process... This resulted in the cave leading to a completely random location, which I also have no way of knowing.

"...It's still an ability full of uncertainty, just like always."

Luo Hao shook his head, a hint of apprehension in his voice.

"Was the Black Prince also teleported away by you?"

"Yes, after all, it was Iori's request~"

Elsa chuckled.

Just then, a familiar voice rang out: "And this one, send it away too."

The two women looked in the direction of the sound and saw Iori, dressed neatly, holding Tony's wrist and dragging him over, who was completely exhausted. The Sword King had a huge and hideous wound on his chest.

“I promised him long ago that he would go on adventures in other worlds and explore new possibilities, and now I can do just that.”

Iori looked at Tony's injuries: "Are you alright?"

"No problem... but could you let me say hello to Andrei? Otherwise I'll definitely get yelled at later."

"no problem."

Iori nodded, then looked at Luo Hao: "It's pretty much settled now... Your new powers are quite good. Do you have any thoughts about fighting me again?"

"No, the power of authority poses no threat to you, and in terms of martial arts alone, I could never surpass you. The reason I was able to hold my own against you in physical combat was entirely because you didn't go all out and kept your strength to guard against the Monkey King. I myself do not possess the strength and skills to truly match you."

Luo Hao shook her head. Although she was still somewhat unwilling, she knew that unless she could reach a completely new level, she would definitely not be a match for Yi Zhi. Even if she challenged him again, it would only be a humiliation.

"Then this battle against the Demon King will be over... When the full moon rises tonight, the three of you will also leave this world. Before that, if you have any concerns, please take care of them first."

Luo Hao and Aisha nodded, seemingly already aware of the situation, so they weren't surprised.

"What does it mean?"

Tony was a little confused. "Is there something you haven't told me?"

"really."

After answering, Iori glanced at the two female demon lords again, thinking to herself, "Not only did I not tell you, I also didn't tell them anything!"

In this internal war among demon kings, Iori used the title of "Last King" as a starting point to make them accept the necessity of this battle. Moreover, out of the pride of demon kings, they would not be willing to be eliminated and would definitely strive to become the "only demon king" to meet the trial of the last king.

Iori's words clearly indicated that the Demon King's civil war was the only way to defeat the final king—which was theoretically true, so a smart person like the Black Prince had no doubts.

There's only one problem here:

The Last King has long since awakened!

The Savior Blade is currently in Iori's storage space!

Iori's true intention is to challenge "fate," so she wants to expel all the pawns of fate, such as the disobedient gods, and the unexpected events of fate, such as the god-slayers!

By concentrating all possibilities on him, and simultaneously granting him the identities of the Last King and the Strongest Demon King, even the Goddess of Fate would have to step in to restrain him, thus paving the way for Iori's plan.

However, to be honest, these god-slayers could never cooperate with Iori... especially Lady Aisha and the Black Prince, who could hide anywhere and even Iori wouldn't be able to find them.

While killing them one by one is feasible, it would be far too troublesome. It's much more satisfying to take them all out at once!

The reason for sparing the lives of the Black Prince and Tony was actually due to Lady Aisha's request. She was a saintly devil... although she brought no less trouble to the world than Voban.

If Iori agreed, she could open the Fairy Cave and send these demon kings to an unknown time and space. Since it wouldn't cause any problems, Iori readily accepted.

And there is another consideration here:

The disobedient gods will continue to descend in the future. Although the god-slayers are a problem, without them to check the gods, it's like the yin and yang are out of balance. Ultimately, they can't go all the way, as long as it doesn't affect his actions.

……

Nighttime, a night with a full moon.

Lady Elsa opened the Fairy Cave. Unlike the one during the day, which was completely uncontrollable, this one opened under normal circumstances. Although there was still some uncertainty, Elsa had used it for so many years that she had some experience and wouldn't get too lost. She could return to this world after wandering around a bit more.

"Then goodbye, my dear compatriots."

Lady Elsa gave a graceful bow, then turned and entered the cave. Tony also waved goodbye to Iori. He was unusually carefree. He had only made one phone call during the day, and now he was all alone, relaxed and at ease, his heart full of anticipation for the alternate dimension.

Luo Hao was at the very back. She stood in front of Yi Zhi in silence for a long time, then smiled slightly, turned and left without saying a word.

Just before she was completely swallowed by the cave, she whispered one sentence:

"May you have great success in your military campaigns..."

Chapter 402 I'll just become the [Last King], that's all.

"From now on... could it happen at any moment?"

Iori gazed wistfully at the bright moon in the sky: "The final battle~"

After Luo Hao left, he could clearly feel that the tangible and intangible "gaze" became more focused and more unrestrained... just like a prisoner who had been given a break after meeting certain conditions.

Ha~

Thinking of this, a cold smile appeared on Iori's lips.

Although the goddess of fate tormented Rama through countless reincarnations, turning a spirited young hero into a corporate slave who slacks off in the toilet, she herself was not omnipotent. She too had to follow certain rules and was bound by something invisible, higher.

Once you understand this, you'll find that "defying fate" is by no means impossible!

Rama failed in his rebellion, but Iori was a different story.

"Lord Aizen, what are you thinking about?"

Alice stepped forward: "You defeated all the god-slayers in just one day, is there anything else you need to worry about?"

Hui Na laughed and said, "If I were that powerful, all worldly troubles would have been wiped away long ago!"

"You guys... um?"

"Congratulations, Your Majesty! You have finally defeated all the Demon Kings and driven them out of this world!"

Should I say it's not unexpected?

Iori slowly turned around and, sure enough, saw the golden-haired god appear from the darkness, while Alice and Eina tensed up.

Guinevere didn't care about the two of them and bowed to Iori Yingying: "Since you have done such an earth-shattering thing, you must have remembered the past, right?"

I...I have finally waited for you...My King—"

"Be ashamed, Guinevere!"

Athena's semi-transparent form emerged from the shadow behind Iori. She is the ancient earth goddess, and darkness is her domain. Although her true form should be that divine artifact, she prefers to stay in Iori's shadow.

"Athena!"

The blonde girl's lips tightened, and her brows furrowed slightly. "You... since you have the honor of becoming my king's shadow, then you should serve my king well... It's not your place, a subordinate deity, to speak now!"

Guinevere's words subtly revealed a hint of jealousy and anger, probably because Athena and Iori had built a very close relationship, while she, the "princess" who had been waiting for the final king, had no chance...

Moreover, Athena, as the Earth Mother Goddess, is stronger than her in almost every way, and possesses the divine status of a Virgin Goddess, making her the most suitable attribute for a hero... almost making her feel inferior.

"It's so stupid it's laughable."

Athena had never taken Guinevere seriously from the beginning, and now that she knew the truth, she mocked her even more: "Look carefully, is this the king you've been waiting for?"

Do you really think I'd admit my mistake?

Guinevere gave a cold laugh, but remained unmoved.

But the next moment she really felt dizzy:

Iori raised her hand, and an exquisite bracelet slid out from her wrist, revealing the goddess of war, Hippolyta, with a flash of silver light.

Upon seeing Guinevere, the goddess's expression became complicated. She said, "My beloved daughter... Lady Guinevere, Athena did not lie. Lord Aizen is indeed not the one we are waiting for."

"what?!"

Guinevere's body trembled violently, and her pupils suddenly contracted.

She could deny Athena, but the white knight who had protected her for so many years would never lie to her!

"But, but... how is this possible? He is clearly..."

"Still not giving up."

Iori opened the storage space again and took out the platinum-colored savior sword. Originally it was without a sheath, but now it had a gorgeous and exquisite golden sheath.

"This knife, though bound by my contract, doesn't share the same origin in its soul—can't you see through it yet?!"

"...But this sword is my king...Where is he now?"

Guinevere was on the verge of collapse, kneeling on the ground and looking up at Iori, "And who are you?"

"Your king will never appear again."

"Heh...that's impossible...as long as god-slayers continue to be born...our king will return sooner or later..."

What else?!

Guinevere suddenly shouted through gritted teeth, "Otherwise what? Who will punish those demon kings?!"

"It's very simple."

As Iori grasped the savior's sword, a sense of vicissitude and familiarity immediately washed over her. It was the loneliness and weariness that someone had accumulated over countless years, and even Iori almost lost her composure.

It even includes some of Rama's knowledge of this world, as well as some valuable information.

After a long while, he let out a slow sigh and looked intently at the divine artifact in his hand.

The last king, Prince Rama, has completely severed his karmic ties and will no longer rely on the divine sword for rebirth. Now, the sword has become a pure divine artifact.

This means he is no longer the final king, but perhaps that's exactly what he's always hoped for.

That person may have been waiting for the "demon king" who could free him.

The longsword was slowly drawn from its golden scabbard, a vessel forged from the Holy Grail, solely to awaken this sword.

The immense, immeasurable magical power was transformed into nourishment to sharpen the blade, and when it was unsheathed, it caused the sky to change color.

The soft moonlight quietly faded, and the entire world was filled with a chilling, steely aura—

hum! ! !

The sound of clashing swords echoed through the night sky!

Countless stars twinkled, and shooting stars streaked across the Milky Way, as if cheering for the return of a king!

"It's very simple..."

The man said leisurely, "Wouldn't it be enough if I became the Last King?"

At this moment, Alice, Huina, Guinevere, Athena, Hippolyta—

All eyes were on him, and at the same time, they felt an invisible pressure descending from the sky, which even the gods could not escape!

"Om-!"

Countless glowing threads emerged from the depths of the void, forming a throne-like staircase. Each thread seemed to possess a magical power, making it impossible to see clearly.

The threads intertwine and entwine, forming the most complex network, much like the unpredictable fates of all living beings.

Unbeknownst to them, the world itself had been altered, with a vast expanse of silk fabric forming an endless "carpet," and Iori and the others were pulled into a different "starry sky."

At the end of the silk fabric, a very small silhouette appeared on the steps that resembled a throne, indifferently "looking" at Iori.

Iori couldn't see her face, but she definitely felt like she was being stared at.

Despite his extraordinary power, he couldn't see the other person's appearance clearly. He could only judge from the outline that she was a petite woman, or perhaps even a young girl.

Apart from that, nothing is known about their appearance, clothing, or anything else.

"The goddess of fate... is actually a true deity, not a corrupted and disobedient one."

After Iori finished speaking, she shook her head: "That's right, this is not the real world."

Unlike ordinary disobedient gods, she did not appear in the mortal world, but instead pulled Iori into her domain.

It's worth mentioning that after the girl appeared, the Savior Blade showed some subtle changes. Although it didn't affect Iori's control, it still made him sneer.

"Heh, what do you want with me, Lady Fate?"