[Comprehensive Quick Pass] Reverse the ending

Cross and insert into the ground.

"I am made by the sword

Blood is like iron and steel, heart is like glass and fragile

Rampant in countless battlefields, undefeated

Although never defeated

but also not understood

It is often independent on the sword hill, intoxicated by victory

So his life is meaningless

Its body is destined to be formed by the sword of infinity."

As the bright blue runes spread across the ground, everyone found themselves in a completely different space.The desolate, endless plain, under the shroud of the oppressive sky, countless weapons on the plain trembled slightly, reflecting cold light.

But Shirou felt something was different here.He looked around and found that Emiya and Archer were gone.

Where is the person who opened this enchantment?Everyone felt a little uneasy, but Rider yelled heartily: "Unknown Archer, hiding your head and showing your tail is not the right thing to do!"

The fog dissipated in front of his eyes, and there was something faintly shining in the clouds.

The plain will have an end, and Shirou understands that something is wrong.On the endless desert of swords, there are translucent, frosted glass-like stairs gradually emerging.It is a high platform above all living beings.

The carpet stretched from the top of the stairs to the feet of everyone, as if it was an invitation from the devil.The carved railings are so beautiful, so delicate that they are incompatible with the chilling atmosphere around them, as if they would dissipate when touched.

Even Rider didn't say anything, jumped off the chariot with a serious face, and took the first step together with the Master.There was no sneak attack or danger as expected, and the few people walked in silence, thinking about each other on the ladder to the sky, but they couldn't open their mouths to break the dead silence.

The 81 steps of Jiujiu are not as far away as imagined.

The throne is close at hand.

Emiya, holding two knives, stood by her side, with a gentle smile only blooming towards the throne, like the most loyal knight. Diarmuid was in a trance. Once upon a time, all he pursued was this kind of loyalty.

Beside Emiya, the blond boy squinted his eyes slightly, and leaned on the seat in a casual posture, staring at all sentient beings.The lazy gestures make people surrender involuntarily.

The sky is wrapped in black and white, and an exquisite crystal scepter hangs high in the air. Deadly threat and beauty coexist, reaching a dangerous balance point.Once there is a mistake, it will be lost forever.However, the young king pointed at by the sword tip was sitting on the throne with an indifferent smile.

Everyone realized at this moment that it was not a scepter, but a sword.

Sword of Damocles.

Confrontation and Control

I really didn't expect that Mo Lan's promise to herself would last to this extent.

The sanctuary of the colorless king actually appears here.Ultimately, Infinity Sword System is a reflection of Wei Gong's mind. If so, is he the most concerned about himself?

Xiu Yi suddenly felt in a good mood, and his expression of looking at the people in front of him softened.

Especially Diarmuid.

As a knight, what he wanted all his life was nothing more than a wise lord who could understand him.Xiu Yi leaned on the throne, relaxing his aching body due to excessive consumption of mana.

It's rare to be in a good mood, do you want to give this knight in the mud a hand?

Diarmuid felt a chill down his spine, and when he raised his head, he met the crimson eyes slightly squinted on the throne, and shivered.I always feel that Archer is going to do something extraordinary again.

"King of Heroes, is this your subject?" Rider rarely asked seriously. Under such a majestic throne, even he became serious.According to the intelligence, Emiya is a heroic spirit who came back from the future to the present, so how could he be taken under Archer's command?

Mo Lan looked at Xiu Yi with a smile, as if he would admit everything he said.

"This is the clan of the king." So Xiu Yi looked up at the long-lost Sword of Damocles, and replied calmly, without any intention of explaining what the clan was.

Rider was not angry either, he patted his Master on the shoulder, and looked at Shuichi with approval and admiration in his eyes.

Seeing that they didn't seem to be fighting, the most anxious ones were Shirou and Rin, the magicians who dealt with violations in the clock tower. Since they got the command spell, they behaved very strangely. They put the task aside and became one with the followers instead.

From their conversation, it is not difficult to find that these two heroic spirits have known each other from the beginning, and it seems that they are not sworn enemies. So what will the mentor of the clock tower do?

Diarmuid was even more at a loss. He didn't make it to the end of the Holy Grail War. He watched Rider and Archer's way of getting along with the other Heroic Spirits coldly. It was more like a friend who recognized each other than a mortal enemy who wanted to fight to the death by all means.

His conviction to curse all participants in the Holy Grail War was once again shaken.But soon, Hei Ni's consciousness blinded his eyes—only by killing Archer, no matter how despicable, he could get rid of the fate of being used as a tool by others.

But they didn't need to worry too much, Rider started asking questions.

"Jin Shining, I heard that you are going to unleash the evil of this world?" Rider's eyes changed, from reunion with old friends to implied hostility.Pressing the hilt of the sword on his waist with his right hand, blocking Wei Bo behind him.

Silent for a long while, Xiu frowned, without any desire to explain: "—then come and fight, bastard." The arrogance that belonged to Gilgamesh in his heart seemed to be ignited, and the fighting spirit that was almost extinguished was high again. stand up.

This state of my own is very wrong, just now I suddenly wanted to fight regardless of my physical condition, but I actually did so.Raising his hand to rub his forehead, Xiu Yi showed a little tiredness in his red eyes.The chatter of the evils of this world had begun again, and more provocative than before.

Can't help but want to kill.

But unconsciously, I feel that I am really tired. It would be nice if I could just sleep.In a daze, his thoughts turned back and forth, and he completely ignored Rider's reply.

"...Golden Sparkle? Gold Sparkle!" The rough male voice jolted Xiu Yi awake, and only then did he realize what he had just done—that he almost fell asleep in front of the enemy?

The hands resting on the temples gently massaged, and the brows were furrowed. It would be too far-fetched to say that this was due to excessive consumption of magic power!

"Bastard, what are you talking about?" Finally half sober, Xiu raised his eyebrows and asked without guilt, as if he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with his dozing off.

An eerie silence.Shirou swallowed hard, he had never realized that the so-called mortal enemy Archer was actually a character who could lose the chain at a critical moment. Rider was surprised for a moment, but he couldn't answer the conversation.

Mo Lan, on the other hand, answered with a gentle expression as usual: "The King of Conquerors challenges you."

Xiu Yi was full of fighting spirit in his heart, but he was still tired. He was tortured by this contradictory feeling, so he waved his hand impatiently, signaling his agreement: "My king will accompany you."

In the blink of an eye, Rider and the others moved from the towering throne stairs to the endless desert full of sharp swords.The setting sun was like blood, making the blades glow red.On the throne, Xiu frowned, as if he vaguely remembered Zhou Fangzun from the previous world.

Dazzling like flames.

Then the second layer of enchantment unfolded in front of him.

Those who have never experienced the power of the king's army will never be able to understand the bond between Rider and his army, which is so deep that even if he dies, he will become a heroic spirit to follow around.The shouts of the heroic spirits pierced through the clouds and echoed in the enchantment: "Conquer! □□!"

The barren land is already full of sergeants, holding up swords and spears,

The iron cavalry trampled, and the dust billowed.On the opposite side of the army, there were only Mo Lan and Xiu Yi on the throne, and Diarmuid who didn't want to attack very much.

With a chuckle, he stopped the actions of the people around him with his eyes.

Xiu Yi dispelled his drowsiness and tried to get up, but a burst of dizziness hit him, he could only grab the armrest of the throne, so as not to fall back down.

So anomalous.

Holding the dagger with one hand, slowly, step by step along the stairs towards Rider's army.There is no need to hide yourself, no cowardice to shrink back.The oldest king is not afraid of any challenge.

Having lost the Noble Phantasm of victory, he was able to deal with the enemy so calmly. Rider showed admiration, but he still held up the sword in his hand: "Conquer—" to fulfill the wish of his master, to conquer the world's number one with himself The first step is to kill the hero king.

With outnumbered enemies and no treasures from the opposite world, how could Gilgamesh maintain his sanity?

Shirou recalled that in the same Infinity Sword System, the king underestimated the enemy and placed great importance on him, and was defeated in the end. He still wanted to kill his twisted madness, and his heart was almost overflowing with doubts.

Gilgamesh who is good at using a dagger and refuses to do so in front of him, but takes Emiya seriously.

One moment he was shielding himself from the sword, and the next second he saved Emiya who was dying Gilgamesh.

It's completely different from before, having a belief of its own, no longer Faker's infinite sword system.

No matter which one of the three, it would be enough to keep him awake all night and terrified, but now he can still stand here, as a bystander in this battle of heroic spirits that has nothing to do with the Holy Grail, it is really strange.

Rider keenly noticed that Gilgamesh's face was a little pale, and the four big characters "Invincible" that always hung on his face were also a little pale.The slow footsteps tapping on the steps are not so much contempt as disdain, but powerlessness.

"Golden glitter, what's going on?" Rider always said whatever he had,