gaze of war

Chapter 63

The author has something to say: The updated version of the good author has something to say!It's not a fake update, it's just an explanation for the update frequency in the future...

My mother is very optimistic at the moment and reassures me not to worry, but I have already bought a medical blood pressure monitor and pretended to use a stethoscope to measure her blood pressure every day (ˇ?ˇ) But something horrifying happened today. Far below the normal level... so it's perfect if I combine my mother and I?

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4. Victims hidden under the love of goddesses and knights

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A lot has happened in recent days.

Here I want to ask everyone for a blessing

My mother went to the hospital for a 4-day physical examination, and the result was very unsatisfactory

On the night I got the result, my mother and I hugged each other and cried

She said she never thought she had such a serious disease in her body

She doesn't care about anything, she just can't let go of me and my dad

Now I am very good to her, I follow her in everything, and so is my dad

So I also want to say to everyone who reads my article, I hope everyone treats their parents better, don't be like me, and only know panic at this time.

I hope my mother can get better and better.

"...Hmph. Have all the bastards gathered together?"

The King of Heroes, leaning lazily on the golden throne, squinted at the front of Hui Zhou.

"...Looks like it's time for a decisive battle, king."

Tohsaka Tokiomi, who was dressed in a formal suit and held a staff of civilization as always, stood behind him.

He looked haggard, with bloodshot eyes.

Even so, he still held his head high and his back straight.

Human eyes cannot reach as far as Heroic Spirits.

But Tosaka Tokiomi kept looking into the distance, as if he could see clearly what the King of Heroes around him saw.

The King of Gold smiled.

His gaze pierced through the clouds and the forest, and stared at the black-haired girl who was casting her gaze in his direction.

When his eyes collided with his eyes, his bright red snake eyes tightened instantly.

Because of those black eyes full of ridicule and malice, the corners of the ancient hero king's lips twitched slightly, and his face sank.

Even though he was in a higher sky, Gilgamesh still had the illusion that he was being looked down upon - which made him very uncomfortable.

His lazy and relaxed posture like a big cat changed quickly because of this sight that cannot be ignored.

He showed fierce eyes like a threatened beast, and his body was completely tense.

He stood up on the golden throne, turned his head slightly, and stared back at Morrigan coldly with his jewel-like red pupils.

【Come】

【Bar】

The black-haired girl slowly mouthed to him.

Straighten your arms toward you.

Index finger points to his face.

—this is, an insult—

The King of Gold gritted his teeth.

And Morrigan suddenly showed a provocative smile, turned his arms, and opened his five fingers upwards——

Then, hold tight!

"……Humph."

The King of Heroes laughed angrily.

This is a challenge?

Challenge me, bastard—!

You will pay the price.

He paid a heavy price for insulting the king's arrogance and despising the king's nobility desperately.

My name is Gilgamesh, and I am the king standing on the zenith——!

Pay with your life for your lightness, fool!

Huizhou's emerald wings began to shrink back.

Huizhou's head tilted downward, and the blue flame behind the tail burned violently.

The high-speed Huizhou drew a golden-green gorgeous trajectory in the sky, and rushed straight towards the direction of Einzbern.

"Uhhhhhh-"

The clear voice was tainted with hoarse madness, and there was no longer any reason in his mind. The neat blond hair was slightly scattered due to the fierce action, and sweat dripped down his cheeks onto the silver armor.

Saber brandished the long sword, shouted hoarsely and slashed towards Berserker's neck sideways.

Berserker reacted quickly and turned sideways to avoid the blade, and the moment his center of gravity shifted back, the saber blade turned and swept towards his chest.

Saber's eyes were already bloodshot.

The girl knight with the bearing of a king has completely transformed into a wild beast on the battlefield.She displayed all her martial arts to her heart's content, and poured them all on Berserker's body—completely ignoring the status of the other party as a close friend, and even venting her anger as if he were a life-and-death enemy.

The berserker who faced him was also satisfied with this.

Even though the armor was cut by Saber's long sword, the blood spattered, and he roared hoarsely because of the pain, he still let out a crazy laugh between his breaths, and then slammed the dark elf sword in his hand to His former master.

In fact, at this time, he seemed much more sensible than before.

The brilliance began to appear in his eyes, even though the brilliance was still full of pain and hesitation, hatred and despair, but the eyes had begun to have "human" emotions again.

Madness and reason were reversed in these two men.

Everything is moving in the direction Lancelot expected.

Should have been satisfied.

Yes, feeling—incredibly satisfying.

Because that awe-inspiring king finally swung his sharp blade at him!

But what is this sadness lingering in my heart...?

They were close friends.

They trust each other and depend on each other.

They could give their lives to save each other.

Together they defeated the witches, and together they created a glorious Great Britain.

He is her best subordinate.

And she is the king to whom he owes allegiance.

But their relationship fell apart because of a woman——

A king needs his queen, even if she is a woman herself.

The queen is married to a female husband, so she cannot get the happiness of a woman but can only show the illusion of happiness in front of everyone.

And the knight who discovered the truth developed love for the sad queen—this is the cause of everything.

[Lancelot has an affair with the queen! ]

[They betrayed the great king! ]

[traitor! ]

[Fallen! ]

[Execute the queen! ]

No.

How can it be?

That woman...that woman who bears the name of queen is just a poor, miserable woman who cannot find happiness.

The real sinner... the one who really betrayed the king's trust was himself.

Damn it wasn't her—it was me.

The Cavaliers made a choice.

He rescued the dying queen from the execution ground.

[Kill them! ]

hunt down.Endless pursuit.

Unknown soldiers, partners who fought side by side, warriors, knights, magicians and even civilians.

Everyone is against him - because of his "betrayal".

Including himself.

——Even including the woman who was rescued by him.

The "perfect knight" betrayed her husband because of herself.

They broke apart because of themselves and turned against each other.

With great difficulty... the country that had finally gained peace was once again caught in internal wars.

Unforgivable.

Can't forgive myself.

The queen fell into the pain of self-criticism, and her pain also acted on the knight who loved her deeply.

From the beginning to the end, the king who is more noble than anyone else has done nothing wrong-the king who loves the people more than anyone else, and wants everyone in this country to be happy than anyone else. Even as a woman, she is by no means weaker than anyone else.

She has always been wielding the long sword in order to end the hopeless past and create a new happy country. Even if she made such a betrayal, she never blamed herself.

Even if in the end, she ordered to chase and kill herself, it was nothing but helplessness under the general trend.

However, she is the chief culprit who caused the queen's misfortune——

... Whose fault is it?

Is it fate?

Fate turned the girl into the king who saved Great Britain, and she needed a wife who could hide her girlish identity.

Fate made that innocent woman into such an existence, a radiant foil beside the king.

Fate made the perfect knight fall in love, and in this hopeless love he turned his back on his lord.

The knight never got happiness again in his whole life.

Because of his selfishness, the Knights of the Round Table fell apart, Great Britain fell into new turmoil, and the great wish of the king was terminated.

hatred--

Hate——

But who is this hatred directed at?Who will bear the unforgettable hatred...?

The double torment scarred the knight's heart.

He didn't know who to blame.

The queen is innocent.

Wang is innocent.

The only one to blame is yourself.

Only myself.

...But, could he just sit back and watch that woman cry all day long?

Could he be indifferent to her pain and allow her to waste her whole life waiting for her appearance to be glamorous?

Before he took his last breath, he was thinking about this question.

Until dreamless death took his consciousness away.

Is it possible to vent your hatred as you like without thinking about it?

Lancelot is dead.

And the berserker, resurrected.

"Matou Kariya can't hold on anymore."

The priest in black said calmly.

After witnessing the battle between the Berserker and the Archer, the priest originally considered the Berserker as a weapon dedicated to dealing with the Archer.But when the battle between Berserker and Saber reached a fever pitch, Kariya Matou's vitality was almost exhausted.

The goddess looks in the direction where the believer is looking.

The white-haired man was already curled up on the ground, almost unable to say anything except trembling and panting.

Morrigan laughed softly.

"The people are not all here yet, how can you just die like this—" Her eyes were full of pity, and the pity was just a superficial disguise, not a real emotion at all. This false contradiction made her It looks both evil and cruel, "Kirei."

"Yes."

"I give you the right to use my power," Morrigan said quietly. "The power that flows through your body... is yours."

Kotomine Kirei felt the cold magic power filling the magic power circuit come alive with her words.They flowed in his body, quickly changing to the route and temperature he was used to.

He nodded towards the goddess, showing a faint smile—that smile was no different from Morrigan's pity, it was just a sign on his face: "I understand, Your Highness."

☆, finale

Under Morrigan's gaze, Kotomine Kirei walked towards Matou Kariya.

Just like what he had shown in the past, the priest roughly grabbed Matou Kariya's arm and dragged him up from the ground.

Without saying anything, and even ignoring his weak resistance, Kotomine Kirei turned his palm into a claw, and pressed hard on Matou Kariya's abdomen.

Kotomine Kirei looked down at Kariya Matou.

Light burst out in his palm, casting a dark shadow on the upper half of his face.

The golden cross on his chest rose with his movements, trembling as if it had life.

The majestic magic power rushed into Matou Kariya's body fiercely along the palm of his hand.

"Ugh...ah...!"

Matou Kariya's pupils suddenly dilated, and then contracted instantly due to severe pain.

His body curled up convulsively, his hands tremblingly stretched out towards Kotomine Kirei's arm, the engraving worms frantically moved under his cheeks, even the necrotic and whitish one eye gradually turned bloody.

His body is unusually active, but his life has already been exhausted—life and death are fighting in his body.

He couldn't hold it anymore.

No matter how much he tried to persevere to the end, his broken body had already destroyed his hope.

Time and time again, he suffered incurable wounds and was repaired by the devil worms in his body.

The human part is long gone.

The man named Matou Kariya has now become a sad thing that is almost like a worm's nest.

The worm needs him alive.

A gasp, a heartbeat, a thought - no matter what, as long as this man can be guaranteed to be "alive".

They give him magic.

His flesh, internal organs, brain and even his bones and skin are all their food.

Died bit by bit.

He lingered half-dead.

This is the current state of "Matou Kariya".

As long as the magic exists, as long as the worms exist—

He can neither live nor die.

Berserker let out a wild growl in the distance.

The shallow magical power that could only be absorbed from the dried up puddle suddenly filled the whole body like a rising tide.

The impact of magic power caused Matou Kariya's body to be "activated" again - this was also the last time.

When these magical powers are exhausted, there is no doubt that this man named Kariya Matou will die completely, never to return.Such a fact was well known by everyone present without any special explanation—including Matou Kariya himself.

When he was forcibly pulled back from the dead place where his mana was exhausted, the man used all his strength to raise his eyes, and cast a weak gaze at Kotomine Kirei.

Not thanks.Not even resentment—just the gray void of dying, and a hint of knowing.

Morrigan looked up.

The black-haired goddess looked up at the golden flying boat hovering in the sky with joy, and found the golden king who matched the brilliant boat without any mistakes.

The bright red blood pupils like snake eyes and the dark eyes like the abyss looked at each other. At this moment, the demigod king and the ancient goddess had a confrontation of eyes.The war between them is by no means limited to the battle of slashing weapons and tearing flesh in this world, but in a deeper and more mysterious place, it is a conflict of certain laws and laws.

In the Zenith Realm, where humans can't detect it, an indescribably fierce confrontation exploded.

"Well……!"

Gilgamesh let out a muffled grunt, his body swayed, his teeth were clenched tightly, and flames could almost burst out of his eyes staring at Morrigan.

Morrigan narrowed his eyes slightly.

"...what a surprise."

She spoke slowly and softly, her voice sounded extremely gentle, but her eyes suddenly turned cold, with a trace of purple black like dried blood faintly revealing in her pitch-black eyes, "It's just a human being, how could I touch her?" touched that door."

"...It really made me," her voice slowly lowered, but a smile appeared on her face—the smile seemed to have a perfect arc, but it revealed a cruel meaning, "...angry."

Yes.

Even though what is here is not the body of the Goddess of War and Death, but her avatar projected into the world by the obsidian condensed with part of her power.

But even this kind of avatar is completely composed of divine power, and it cannot be countered by the heroic spirits transformed into human heroes after death.

However, she clearly felt the vibration of the law.

Morrigan once told Kotomine Kirei that the King of Heroes is not a god, even if he has 2/3 of the blood of the gods, he is still just a human being - but it is this human being who has been able to resist her in "that field" power up.

What does this herald?

Gilgamesh - the ancient hero-king.

I have really touched [that door].

——The gate leading to the temple of the gods.

All the ancient gods—the gods who were born together with this planet, slowly produced consciousness over an incalculably long period of time, and then became special existences beyond all races, each possessed unparalleled arrogance.

Most of them display an unabashed aversion to all races except the gods.

Especially humans.

What is a creature called a human being?

Stealing the power and life of nature, killing each other ignorantly, betting the power of faith that should be dedicated to gods on a relatively powerful human being, and then ridiculously calling all those incomprehensible existences gods, to them Kneel down and offer sacrifices.

And some of the human beings really crossed their own boundaries and reached the realm of gods by virtue of the power of faith that they should not have obtained.

——You lowly things, why should we stand side by side with us? !

The wrath of the ancient gods caused several great turmoil in the human world.

Floods, tsunamis, storms—

People screamed and cried in the wrath of the gods, and lost their lives in large numbers. They cried and prayed to the gods, asking the gods to save them from the crisis, but they didn't know where the gods' anger came from.

Disasters, wars, or even just a dynastic upheaval.

Heroes, kings, prophets—

interests, politics, even power.

There are more and more beings who have crossed the boundary from humans to become gods.

And those ancient gods can get less and less faith.

The gods are still angry.

But it is no longer possible to subvert the world like in ancient times.

These thieves set foot on the originally noble and inviolable hall of gods just like that.

And there was nothing they could do.

——And this golden heroic spirit, obviously, is about to become the next person to step into the palace of gods.

Gilgamesh is a demigod.

Two-thirds of the blood flowing in his veins belonged to the gods.

This will make it easier for him to touch the forbidden door than anyone else.

And he undoubtedly already has the power to open the door—the only thing he lacks is the key called Godhead.

—and that was what Morrigan couldn't stand.

She stared at Gilgamesh coldly, the long black hair that had been loosely hanging behind her back had begun to float slowly.Black smoke visible to the naked eye began to escape from her whole body, and bloody flames ignited from her feet, looking like a devil walking out of hell.

Her black wings vibrated violently behind her, emitting a sound wave that ordinary people cannot hear, which made the humans present feel dizzy at the same time, and where they couldn't see, the insects under the ground emitted weak sounds one after another. Howling, fell to the ground.

Matou Kariya felt a burst of unbearable pain all over his body, as if all the engraving worms moving in his body were trembling like crazy, just like human beings instinctively clenched their teeth when suffering from severe pain , The bugs crazily bit the inside of his body, making him so painful that he couldn't even groan/groan.

And this change is only a moment.

The next second, as if nothing happened, everything returned to calm.

Morrigan's voice became a vibrating crowd like a swarm of insects.

With her chin raised high, she cast a ferocious gaze at Gilgamesh.

[Get off me, human——! ! 】

"……what!"

Gilgamesh's eyes lit up.

He stood on the Huizhou with his chest folded, looked down at Morrigan standing among the ruins, and slowly pulled out a smile—a smile full of malice and arrogance.

Raising his arms high and narrowing his snake eyes happily, Gilgamesh spoke softly.

"——Sky Lock!"

Shout out——!

Countless thick silver-gray chains instantly blocked the entire space.

Across from the sky--

Shot from the ground—

Countless iron-gray icy chains shot towards the same target densely!

And Morrigan, their target, who should have been able to avoid the chains before they touched her, just opened his eyes slightly and remained motionless.

Diarmuid had no time to speak.

He rushed towards Morrigan quickly, trying to block those ferocious chains.

But only a small part of those chains was blocked by him with his spear, and the rest were still like poisonous snakes, stabbing towards Morrigan.

And Morrigan still didn't move.

She just let those chains tightly strangle her neck, entangle her limbs, and seal all her actions.

Goddess can't breathe.

Her slender arms were bound tightly by her sides, her feet were bound by chains one after another, and those chains tightened cruelly on her body, so that she finally lost her balance and fell on the ground in embarrassment. land.

"Morrigan—!"

Diarmuid roared furiously, trying to use his hands to pull away the chains that bound him, but he found that those chains seemed to be embedded in the body of the goddess, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move the slightest bit.

He could only watch helplessly as those chains pulled the goddess to the ground, covered in dust, and trampled on all her dignity.

Morrigan lay on the ground.

Her long black hair was scattered on the ground, and she was forced to lift her head slightly because the chains pulled each other.Two thick chains tightly bound her slender neck from both sides, and they were continuously tightened, causing the goddess to gradually show a suffocated and painful expression.

Even in such a state of embarrassment, there was no angry expression on her face.

On the contrary, surprise and surprise appeared alternately on her face.

She even let out a self-deprecating laugh.

"...Oh, [world]."

With her voice, the chains were shaken.They rubbed against each other and rattled as if responding to her words.

Morrigan knew she was being too proud after all.

Since being attacked by the world last time, she has had to restrain her strength and move forward cautiously towards her goal.

But when she accomplished her goal, she was clearly prouder than she should have been.

She forgot that she was an outsider in this world, and she also forgot that [the world] had already followed her.

Her arrogance ruined everything.

[World] will never let her go.

and……

This arrogance... really belongs to her?

After all, she is not the goddess who is naturally condensed by natural forces.

……

Who is she?

Is it the human who accidentally became an ancient god, or the god who has existed since the birth of nature?

Morrigan's eyes turned to Diarmuid who had not given up on pulling the chain.

The heroic spirit's hands had been burned by the power attached to the chain.

Blood dripped on Morrigan.

The goddess looked at the knight's blood-colored eyes, and suddenly smiled.

"Give up, Diarmuid," she said quietly. "You can't compete with [the world]."

Sadness appeared on the knight's face.

He loosened the chain in his hand and half-kneeled on the ground.

"Morrigan."

"nothing."

The goddess smiled quietly.

The chain twisted and tightened again without anyone controlling it.

Morrigan's neck was constricted to the limit.

There was a forced gurgling sound in her throat, and her eyes began to move upward.

Seeing Gilgamesh's happy expression of revenge, she raised her arms again.

She saw a golden curtain of light behind the Golden King, and countless strange-shaped treasures emerged from it.

[Go to hell, bastard]

She heard Gilgamesh say this, and she laughed.

Even in the face of desperation, as a god, she still never gave up her dignity.

Morrigan looked up at Gilgamesh just like that, and opened his mouth slowly.

【Arrogant King of Heroes. 】

Her voice was still the buzzing sound of countless people talking together.

[The gods will fall, and so will you.One day, you too will fall into the dust from that glorious zenith—]

Gilgamesh lost the smile on his face, and he waved his arms quickly.

The rain of Noble Phantasms fell on Morrigan.

Morrigan's vision was obscured before those ancient treasures poked him through a sieve.

The knight blocked her with his body.

The sharp weapon pierced the flesh, and blood spurted out.Some were blocked by his body, while others pierced through his vulnerable parts and continued to stab the goddess' body.

Morrigan closed his eyes.

☆, the second part

Feel the warm wind again.

Diarmuid Odina opened his eyes.

He woke up leisurely from a deep sleep, opened his eyes and saw the blue sky.

He stared blankly at it for a while, and then slowly regained his consciousness, and found that he had once again fallen into a long deep sleep.

After a while, Diarmuid propped himself up and sat up.

There was a soft sound beside him, and the knight turned his head and found a cat.

The black cat curled up and fell asleep beside him, its pink nostrils fluttered slightly, and it even snored slightly.

Diarmuid looked at it in surprise.

He never found animals in Valhalla.

In fact, he has always been alone in the Hall of Valor—and the scenery he is familiar with.

He carefully hugged the black cat, feeling the subtle pulsation in its small body and the slightly warm body temperature.

The side of his leg touched the book, which was the book that recorded all his experiences of being summoned and projected.

Diarmuid picked up the book.

The knight opened the book softly, trying not to disturb the sleeping black cat.

Seems to understand something.

Diarmuid Odina laughed.

He placed a light kiss on the black cat's forehead, and then hugged it tightly in his arms very cherishingly.

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