Chapter 72: Holy Lance, Weigh Anchor
Shiroryu floated high in the sky, looking at the three islands surrounded by the sea below with somewhat sad eyes.
—They were really small.
"Or rather, it's that I'm too big now."
He looked at the more than a dozen Round Table Knights standing on the ground, who had become even smaller than ants. He flew as high as he could, so that these knights could see his complete form.
"S-so exaggerated..."
Gawain raised his head and looked at the dragon's head, which was even a little bigger than the chalk-white city, with an expression of disbelief. He had also fought against such a magic dragon before—in that historical timeline called [Correct], he had fought with Artoria to subjugate Vortigern, who had merged with the island. But even the Vortigern of that time was only the size of a city. And now, his size was far beyond his imagination.
Although he had never doubted whether the king could lead them to victory... an enemy with such an exaggerated size difference, was there really a possibility of defeating him?
"Don't be discouraged, Sir Gawain. How would we know if we don't try!"
The king's voice sounded. The next moment, the holy sword that symbolized the power of the sun once again shone with a scorching brilliance on this land that was shrouded in the shadow of destruction.
"In short, that's how it is. Everyone, let's go together!"
Under the king's command, the twelve Round Table Knights simultaneously launched an attack on him in the sky. Yellow, red, purple, blue, green... various colored light cannons were fired, each one an A+ rank Noble Phantasm attack.
"This should work, right?"
The Round Table Knights, at full power output, raised their heads and looked at the multi-colored energy that was flying towards the sky like a rainbow bridge. They didn't expect this attack to be able to directly deal with this terrifying-looking giant dragon, but at least it had to hurt him and give everyone a little hope to continue fighting.
"Very beautiful colors."
He, floating in the sky, looked at the rainbow coming at him and felt the power and determination of the knights from it.
"It's just... a pity."
His eyes lowered. Facing the colored pillar of light that was about to touch him, he didn't even dodge.
"Boom—"
The colored light cannon directly hit his body, making a deafening explosion. But it was just a sound. The dazzling light dissipated, and there was no damage on the huge dragon's body—not even a trace of having been attacked.
"I'm sorry, knights. You, whose base color is [Mystery], cannot possibly harm the me of now. So, let's try another way. Perhaps biting directly will be more effective."
...
He, in the sky, gave a very pertinent suggestion. This sounded like sarcasm, but it was actually the most correct "fact."
The power of these Round Table Knights came from [Mystery], and he himself was the god who had forcefully held up this world and prevented it from falling at the end of the Age of Gods. So, no matter how powerful these knights were, it was impossible for them to harm him.
The power that could harm him was one and only one—
"And you already knew this, didn't you?"
His voice sounded again in the sky, like rumbling thunder. He did not name names, but everyone knew who he was talking to.
"Yes, I knew it long ago—"
Artoria raised her head, looked at the giant dragon's head in the sky that was comparable to a city, and smiled and waved at him. They were not enemies—even until now, they were not enemies. He in the sky had never launched any attack on these knights from beginning to end, and the current her was indeed fighting him with a feeling of "wanting to save you."
"But I still want to give it a try. What if, right? What if we can continue like this? If we can continue without affecting the safety of this world, it would actually be quite good."
She said with some regret. She had known the end of this story long ago, but she still wanted to continue this unfinished dream.
"Even now, I have to say, I am Artoria Pendragon. My dream is to save this island in the apocalypse, is to protect everyone's smile. Remember, this also includes your smile!"
The king put down the holy sword in her hand. At the same time, countless lights gathered in her hand from all directions, gradually condensing into a more shining and also more dangerous weapon.
[Rhongomyniad].
"Thirteen seals released, Round Table resolution begins! Acknowledge, this is a battle for salvation!"
...
The king pulled out the Holy Lance. The king of the end of the Age of Gods had finally pulled out this key that heralded the arrival of the apocalypse.
Did she regret it? Of course she regretted it. But she absolutely did not regret pulling out this Holy Lance and causing the apocalypse. She just regretted why she hadn't pulled it out sooner, which had caused that lively and cute little dragon to become such a pitiful state now.
"Wait a moment, just a moment longer. It will be over soon."
The king closed her eyes and prayed from the bottom of her heart. The voices of the knights sounded unceasingly by her ear.
"Acknowledge, this is a battle for survival."
"Acknowledge, this is a battle in pursuit of truth."
"Acknowledge, this is not a battle for selfish desires."
"Acknowledge, this is a battle against an enemy stronger than oneself."
"..."
The voices sounded again and again. The restraints on the Holy Lance were also released one by one. This holy lance of salvation had finally revealed its true form.
A dazzling pillar of light was held tightly in her hands—she knew that there was only one chance. It wasn't that there was only one chance to kill this magic dragon before her, but that there was only one chance to save him. She had to attack that "correct" enemy and "liberate" him from this terrible state.
Fortunately, it wasn't difficult. She had known the correct answer long ago.
"Holy Lance, weigh anchor—"
Looking at the white dragon in the sky that had no intention of defending at all, she took a deep breath.
"O, god—"
She called out the existence of the god loudly, so that the whole world would know what was about to happen:
"I am going to dissolve the holy covenant I made with you. I am going to kill you, who are a god, and release you from the prison called [God]. Let all this cause and effect be severed—Shining at the End, Spear!!!"
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