Across the heavens, I am the Avatar Sword Master

In the 5th century AD, the Roman Empire was invaded by foreign enemies and gradually showed signs of extinction and division.

The British Isles, which were once part of the Roman Empire, fell into a situation of internal strife.

Uther Pendragon, one of the princes of Britannia, was defeated by the humble king Vortigern fifteen years ago.

He placed his hopes on the next generation, Uther, and planned with his royal magician "Merlin" to create a new king who was born to be superior to mortals.

They mixed the blood of the British king, the ideology of the British incarnation of the Red Dragon, and the noble female bloodline to perfectly blend the two to create the mother womb.

In this way, the legendary King Arthur, Altria Pendragon, was created quietly.

At the age of 15, Uther Pendragon died. According to Merlin's prophecy, Artoria Pendragon pulled out the sword in the stone that represented the qualifications of the new king - the golden sword of victory (Caliburn).

From that moment on, the long river of time froze for Altria; her body and face stopped growing and aging, and remained forever at the moment when she was 15 years old.

In order to become a qualified king, she gave up her right to pursue happiness as a human being.

During the day, Altria practiced swordsmanship and handled government affairs, and at night she received education from Merlin in her dreams. After pulling out the sword from the stone, she lived a "happy" life like 007.

After inheriting the throne, in order to hide his true gender, he married Princess Guinevere as a king, held a grand wedding and announced it to the world.

Afterwards, he conquered Vortigern and rebuilt the destroyed fortress city.

With the return of the wielder of the holy sword, the mysterious power reappears and Camelot is reborn.

King Arthur ruled the land for ten years, ushering in the Last Romantic Age.

The island is shrouded in mystery, and magical elves are scattered throughout the sanctuary.

Even as the twilight of the Age of Gods approaches, Camelot still shines with immortal glory.

In the eyes of all his subjects, the king is a nearly perfect person, the ideal king.

The king is sacred, dazzling, and incorruptible.

In order to resist foreign invaders and protect the British people, the king worked hard day and night.

All the knights followed him willingly.

Of course, this also includes the "Knight of the Lake" - Lancelot.

Initially, Lancelot heard the rumors about the Sword in the Stone and the Ideal King on the other side of the Channel, and set foot on British soil out of dissatisfaction and curiosity.

In a battle, by chance, Lancelot and Arthur fought together as allies.

Lancelot was shocked by his encounter with the king. The young king's figure made Lancelot realize that what made Arthur King Arthur was not his physique, but his unshakable belief.

The glorious knight image of the young king deeply attracted Lancelot.

After this battle, Lancelot was invited to Camelot as a friend. Not long after, he became a member of the Knights of the Round Table with his gentle character and outstanding martial arts.

Lancelot, the chief knight of the Round Table and Altria's closest friend, wanted to relieve the king's worries and had a heart-to-heart talk with the princess in person, but unexpectedly learned the king's true identity.

He discovers the burden that Guinevere has been carrying all these years - the secret that the king is a woman and immortal, and that his marriage to the princess is nothing more than a political marriage.

After learning the truth that the king was a beautiful woman dressed as a man, she put on heavy armor despite being a woman and gave up her identity and all rights as a woman in order to save the country.

Lancelot was in great shock and conflict.

On the one hand, he admired the king's spirit of sacrificing himself for the country, but on the other hand, he was heartbroken by the pain the king had endured.

As the closest knight, he felt it was his duty to share the king's burdens.

However, Lancelot also realizes the sensitivity of this secret.

If it were leaked, it would not only shake the king's ruling foundation, but would also likely cause unrest in the country.

He decided to keep this secret in his heart forever, and secretly made up his mind to assist the king more loyally.

He took the initiative to take on more arduous government affairs and help the king solve his problems.

On the battlefield, he fought bravely and became the king's most reliable right-hand man.

But as time went by, Lancelot found that his feelings for the king were slowly changing as he got to know the king better.

He still respects and admires Arthur, but he is angry at Arthur's mechanical way of acting and constantly sacrificing his own life.

He could have put down his sword and indulged himself, he could have dropped his disguise and taken up women's hobbies, he could have handed over the heavy burden to his ministers and rested for a while.

His heart was in turmoil and his thoughts were in turmoil.

That admiration and loyalty was gradually mixed with a hint of indescribable love.

Lancelot tried hard to suppress this feeling, knowing that it was not only contrary to chivalrous ethics, but could also bring disaster to the king.

At the same time, Lancelot also noticed the subtle changes in Princess Guinevere's attitude towards him.

The two developed a tacit understanding because they shared the responsibility of protecting the king's secret, and they often exchanged meaningful glances when no one was around.

This ambiguous atmosphere made Lancelot feel tormented, but Guinevere thought she got "complete relief" when she was with Lancelot.

Lancelot knew that he was heading down a dangerous path, but he couldn't extricate himself.

Seeing the princess' beautiful face gradually becoming haggard due to sadness, Lancelot couldn't help but comfort the lonely and melancholy princess every day.

But I didn't expect that I would fall in love with her over time.

When you are in inner conflict and pain, time passes by mercilessly.

In the end, the worst ending came.

In the tenth year of King Arthur's reign, the affair between Lancelot and Guinevere was exposed.

A despicable man attempted to undermine King Arthur's dignity, and the princess's infidelity was exposed to the world.

"Agaguiwen" and "Mordred" led 12 knights and sneaked into the princess's palace, catching the two people who were having a tryst.

Lancelot was so angry that he killed Agrawen because his affair with the princess was discovered. Then he fought hard and escaped.

Although King Arthur and Guinevere were only a couple in name only, they did not mind Lancelot cheating on them. Instead, they thought that this was all Guinevere's effort to sincerely protect the secret of her gender, and they understood this.

But the other Knights of the Round Table refused to give in, saying that the princess's behavior violated the taboos of the kingdom's religion, so they had to push Princess Guinevere to the stake in public. Finally, they forced Lancelot to rob the execution ground, kill Gareth and other Knights of the Round Table, and then fight Gawain in a duel and severely injure him.

Gawain was furious and vowed to break off his friendship with Lancelot. At this point, the Knights of the Round Table were on the verge of collapse.

After that, things happened like a butterfly effect. Mordred launched a rebellion against the Knight King in Britain. Lancelot offered help, but was rejected by Gawain.

All the king's efforts and contributions were in vain. The king died after the Battle of Camlann Hill, and Britain perished tragically in the civil war.

Hate? hatred!

Anger is human nature and a natural outlet for emotion. It is his honor to be punished by the king.

However, King Arthur easily forgave him for the sake of national development and the stability of the Round Table.

He was like an emotionless puppet. He was not angry when his princess was taken away, and he was unmoved by the ridicule of the world. He was so rational that it was frightening.

The person he deeply loves and the king he admires, does not cherish himself at all. He destroys his own happiness so easily. He kills his emotions like a machine and constantly ruins his own life.

Lancelot regretted his disloyalty, which disrupted the coordination within the Knights of the Round Table and made himself the fuse of the war.

People often call him the traitorous knight in a mocking tone.

This stigma has been deeply engraved in the long river of history and will never be vindicated.

But is Wang wrong?

The victorious king was honest and fair, valued loyalty and trustworthiness, and was not swayed by personal feelings.

Never made any mistakes in my life.

The king never blamed him in his life. Even when he was expelled from the Knights of the Round Table and fought with the king, it was just a helpless act to kill one as a warning to the rest, and it was definitely not the king's intention.

The king treated "him" who committed the heinous crime of rebellion with noble friendship from beginning to end.

That Holy King is so "right", how can anyone resent or hate him?

But in this case, who would both Lancelot and Guinevere vent their regrets to?

Lancelot longed to be freed and longed to be punished by the king himself.

Longing for the king to hold him accountable for his anger.

If I can be sanctioned, if the king can ask me for compensation.

Then I will definitely atone for my sins.

I believe that one day I will find a way to forgive myself.

I guess the princess has the same idea...

However, until their death, they were never punished by the king and never found a way to redemption.

This regret follows me like a shadow and never disappears even after death.

Being extracted at the end of the long river of time, Lancelot was tortured for eternity on the eternal throne of heroes.

Until, he finally heard the call from afar.

Come, raging beast.

Come on, you obsessive ghost.

The voice from the end of time called out.

This voice awakened the desire in Lancelot's heart.

Sometimes, sitting on the Throne of Heroes, he would think -

If he is not a knight at all.

If he was a shameless and unreasonable beast, if he was an evil ghost who fell into the animal state, maybe he could wash away this regret.

Yes, madness is the path to salvation.

The beast is not lost, nor is it in pain.

No one expected anything from it, no one placed any hope on it.

If he could become a beast that drives his five bodies only for his own selfish desires - with this wish, he became the connection between him and the end of time, placing "him" in this unknown battlefield.

He had long forgotten his own name, forgotten the oath to discipline himself, and his body existed only to fully utilize the killing skills that had long been ingrained in his wrists.

The self-esteem that is ashamed of this is gone, and the heart that regrets this is gone.

This is the current "him", the one known as "Berserker".

but--

Even when summoned to the present world, he was clad in black armor and surrounded by black and purple miasma.

Even if he had lost his rationality, when they first met, he could still see the dazzling light like holy light emanating from the "King".

She never had a happy life, she never lived for herself, and she took the destruction of the kingdom entirely as her own responsibility.

She was still working for Britain and the British people. She dedicated her life and soul to Britain, and even after her death she was still bound by the damn fate!

Anger made Berserker even crazier.

He rushed towards Saber in despair, wanting to use force to wake up this "king" who was obsessed with the past.

But the Command Seals bound him, and his Master's weak magical power prevented him from fighting the "King" with all his might.

Now the sacred glory of the "King" has been eroded by the curse.

The king who was once noble, dazzling, honest, and always right, was now like the humble king Vortigern, with his dark golden eyes filled with anger.

He really looks like a cold-blooded tyrant.

If this is the kind of king she is, then the mistakes I make can be punished by her.

Berserker looked at the king majestically, laughed wildly, and drew the sword from his waist.

I will never be forgiven for having fallen into such a state. This time I will definitely be executed by the king herself and cut into pieces by her angry sword.

Having lost her country and the Round Table, she no longer had to prioritize herself or mourn the loss of a knight.

Because he was so sinful that he was no longer her confidant, he should be the king's enemy, the traitor that the princess regretted not being able to eliminate.

Yes! That's it, let's fight to our heart's content, King!

Let the fire of your rage drown my body, and let me be cut into pieces by your angry sword!

Cut off my head, tear out my lungs, and tread on my broken body!

Only in this way can we usher in final liberation!

Abandoning the hidden effect that was not for his own glory, he exposed his true face to the king.

Berserker's eyes turned bloodshot, and he roared as he charged towards Black Saber.

Every step he took left deep footprints on the ground, and the air around him trembled with his violent momentum.

Black Saber raised the blackened holy sword and stopped using the "light cannon" but instead took a defensive counterattack stance.

Berserker wielded the corrupted magic sword "Indestructible Lake Light", and the blade drew a silver light in the air.

He chopped down with all his strength, the tip of the sword pointing directly at Black Saber’s head.

Black Saber quickly blocked with her sword.

The blades of the demon sword "Indestructible Lake Light" and the blackened holy sword "Sword of Promised Victory" collided, emitting dazzling sparks.

The sound of metal colliding echoed in the silent night sky, deafening.

Each of Berserker's strikes was like thunder, shaking the ground.

Black Saber responded with the same violent attitude, her sword flashing like lightning and unstoppable.

The two figures moved rapidly on the battlefield, leaving behind a trail of afterimages.

The sword blade cut through the air, making a sharp whistling sound.

Blood splattered, and strange flowers bloomed in the darkness.

A crack appeared on Berserker's armor, and pure black magic power gushed out.

Several holes were cut into Black Saber's armor, and black and red mud flowed out.

The two men's breathing became heavier, but their fighting spirit became stronger.

The entire Liudong Temple was shrouded in their violent momentum.

Berserker and Saber, they have various thoughts in mind at this moment, kill each other, or be killed by each other.