Tribute to the Demon King

The sound turned into a tidal wave, making the King of the Wild Hunt subconsciously take a step back as if he had been struck by lightning.

She finally realized the nature of this weird man.

He is not a human being, but a god believed by the people and worshiped by all peoples.

Live for people.

To live with people.

In order to leave a future for people.

That is the man who bears the fate of all peoples and is invincible——

"—Because, I am the king!"

Amidst Zhou Yi's hearty laughter, the Holy Spear behind him arrived first, charged up first, and fired!

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Chapter 180 Six Even Facing the Whole World

A black hurricane full of curses gathered behind Zhou Yi and soared high.

Afterwards, the storm condensed into bundles and burned violently.

The whole sky seemed to have collapsed, turning into an hourglass-like black and red, gathering towards Artoria behind Zhou Yi.

That's the curse of substance.The power of the limit exercised by the power of the Holy Lance.

With the support of Zhou Yi's magic power, she liberated her treasure even faster than the authentic Artoria.

"……You bastard!"

Arturia gritted her teeth and cursed, but her tone became a little weak when she didn't realize it.

There is a guy on the opposite side, riding the same horse as himself, holding the same holy gun as himself, and wearing the same armor as himself.

She could tell... that guy was indeed herself.

But because of this, she couldn't accept this fact.

——Why, there is such a burning hope in her eyes?

Dedicated his life for the people, and then was betrayed; embraced the curse called "hero" and was hated by everyone, and then turned into the king of wild hunting who destroyed everything...

Her life path should be the same as her own.

but……

At the moment of her hesitation, the black hurricane that had just been raised came crashing down like a boa constrictor ejected from it!

It was a merciless blow that was hot and scorching, as if it was going to evaporate all the internal organs of the whole body in one go - she first learned what it was like to be hit by her holy spear.

"Well--!"

The war horse under her kicked back with a mournful cry, and was swept away in one breath, smashing more than ten charred trees in succession.Under the heavy pressure, the horse was smashed to its knees on the ground, dragging a long trench on the ground.

However, Artoria took the opportunity to prop up her upper body, and suddenly smashed down the holy spear.

Amidst the shrill sound of piercing through the air, the magic power released in one breath cut dark purple light marks in the air.

Amidst the crackling sound, the dark red hurricane was disturbed, revealing some flaws.

"Stand up—"

So without hesitation, facing the storm, she immediately released the magic cannon that had been accumulated for a long time: "Thirteen Fangs!"

Amidst her roar, the same black and red hurricane gathered around Artoria, and then rushed towards Zhou Yi!

The treasures of the two sides collided violently.Two identical python-shaped hurricanes intertwined and fought each other in the air, and the part that broke up was mixed into the rainwater and slanted away in all directions.

At that moment, the earth burst open.

Like a volcanic eruption, or a geyser eruption.A large number of cracks appeared on the ground, and the rocks were smashed into pieces and sucked into them.

Eventually, the hurricane dissipated at the same time.The two Artorias were evenly matched, and even the hurricane pushed from the front of Arturia to the center line between her and Zhou Yi.

From this point of view, it can be said that she is the dominant party.

However, at this moment-

"The locks are all broken..."

A man's voice suddenly sounded.

A knight in white armor and holding a golden sword as flat as a mirror rushed out from behind Zhou Yi.

The long sword in his hand shone with an unusually bright blue light.He quickly approached Arturia, and uttered the holy words of liberating the treasure: "The lake is too heavy!"

"Lancelot..."

When facing this man, Arturia couldn't help being shaken for a moment.

If it was an ordinary her, she might be shaken by his hatred.

However, she, who created the descending spirit base from "that thing", actually ignited even greater anger from her heart.