Please Put Me on the Throne of Heroes

"My friend, my king!"

"This king is one step ahead and is going to this king's palace!"

Gilgamesh disappeared.

Xiao En smiled, raised her head, and raised her red lips: "I'll wait for Luo Wei to come home."

"Of course, it would be nice if it was a little more lively, huh?"

The last words drifted away.

Luo Wei was stunned for a moment, always feeling that Xiao En's words meant something.

But all have reached their places.

Then next.

It's his turn...

Luo Wei is still standing in the distance, but at this moment.

Climb along and return.

In Britannia, Artoria's Holy Lance Nerov's will shines brightly.

In Rome, Nero Claudius opened his eyes in the resplendent palace, and the fire was blooming in front of his eyes, but a hand slowly stretched out and held her palm.

In the land of Shenzhou, high above the sky, in Lingxiao Palace, Yuji opened her eyes, only to find that there was a figure sitting on the seat beside her that had been vacant for 2000 years.

Nordic.

In the wind and snow, Skadi, who was separated from Skaha suddenly, opened his eyes.

The last communication with Scathach still echoed in her ears.

'Return to Northern Europe and appear as the body. '

'I will continue to stay in Japan. '

' Everyone else is gone. '

'We've got a chance, don't we? '

Chance...

Skadi's eyes were a little firm, but suddenly wavered in the next second.

"Now, you are my prey."

A familiar voice sounded, and a familiar figure appeared before his eyes.

Greece, around the Aegean Sea, in the Piliven Cave, the half-man, half-horse sage Charon opened his eyes and walked out of the cave staggeringly.

The night in the east is dark, and the sunlight in the west shines brightly on the figure outside the cave.

"Unexpectedly, I can return to this world in my lifetime, Mr. Luo Wei."

Israel, Jerusalem.

Among the ruins of the old temple, only half of the throne remains.

"Lord, can you stop scolding me!?" The young magic king Solomon shrank his head.

Egypt.

The pharaoh with dark skin and strong body opened his eyes in the pyramid.

"Long time no see, my friend, are you here to welcome the king of kings, the most honorable king?"

One after another appeared and descended.

Until the very beginning...Uruk.

Uruk in the past, today's Middle East, Mesopotamia, this area that once had a glorious civilization after going through vicissitudes of life, is now caught in an endless war because of its abundant natural resources .

The self-proclaimed overlord empire provoked the flames of war here, and under the flames and ruins were countless people who stood up to fight.

On this day, the flames are still there.

But in the vast night, a huge palace emerged.

It is a remnant of an ancient civilization.

That was the splendor of the ancient empire.

One figure after another appeared in it.

The Towering City...

Uruk stands tall.

The oldest king brought the oldest fire of civilization.

Beside him, two figures looked at each other and smiled.

It also brought the words recorded on the title page of ancient history.

"Uruk, it still exists here!"

——The Seventh Title Page of the Epic of Gilgamesh

...

At this moment, Luo Wei is still standing in Dongying, the center of Tokyo.

His shadow appeared in all parts of the world at the same time.

Those are all him.

It is the record he left on the seat.

And now...thousands come to an end, and tens of thousands return to one.

All the shadows disappeared in an instant, because in the end, they would all become Luo Wei standing here at this moment.

God descends into a man.

Pull down the seat of heroes.

Luo Wei himself is actually the biggest 'anchor'.

Because he is the biggest 'anchor'.

So I can also at this moment...follow the trajectory I once had.

Step by step, step to the highest position on the 'seat'.

Get back his own power.

Can't die.

But at this moment, there is no need to die.

the present.

It is the Seat of Heroes.

Then next...

"Just go to the original world through the traces I left behind."

Because the Seat of Heroes has merged with the present world.

Then the origin of the planet.

It is the highest position of the 'seat'.

"The real, recorded first."

Dongying, the sky over Tokyo is dark at night.

The brilliance of the heroic spirit shines on the world.

At this moment, Luo Wei can finally fully demonstrate his power as the "star-making god", and he raises his gaze.

Even if it reaches beyond the atmosphere, in the universe, the brilliance of planetary humanity is still radiant.

Brilliant within the solar system.

But in the future, it may be possible to shine across the galaxy, or even between the universe,

After all, what the third method of creating the Holy Grail represents is the 'future' of mankind!

And among the rays of light, the power brought out by Lovina from the root may be in the deepest, farthest, and highest place.

Just touch, just reach.

Just step into that radiant brilliance.

can be obtained.

But it was this moment.

Luo Wei's movements suddenly stopped.

Dongying, Tokyo, the evening wind was blowing slowly over the city, as the servants dispersed and the heroic spirits of the main body appeared everywhere, the place was already empty, but in front of him, a figure appeared.

Turning his back to his shadow, but facing the shining figure in the world.

"Consciousness untainted and undefiled is the seat of emptiness."

"The root of all things."

The cold voice echoed, and the dangling sword held by the hanging figure in the luxurious kimono reflected the sharp streamer.

She is...

"I am the consciousness of Root, you may also call me 'Two Ceremonies.'"

The sleeves fluttered, the long knife swayed, and the figure that appeared slowly turned around.

Lights flicker in the distance.

But it couldn't hide the light in her eyes.

Her short black shoulder-length hair swayed, and her slender waist showed a graceful grip under the belt.

The chest is slightly undulating, with light and soft curves.