Holy Crap, the Door Opened?!

"Well, this is a Buddhist secret. Touta should consult the Great Bodhisattva Hachiman. I can't teach you this time."

Although Sanzang did know more about the Sixth Singularity than Tawara Touta, she was also drafted into the army halfway through her journey in a daze.

Furthermore, during her time in Camelot, she truly sensed the Lion King's determination to save the world. Therefore, at the start of this battle, she pondered which side's choice would be better. Who was wrong, and who was right?

But now...

Although she couldn't say which side was better or worse, Sanzang was able to understand what he had to do at this moment.

The Lion King entrusted the wager with the Child of God to them; as a monk, he could not stand idly by and watch so many lives be slaughtered before his eyes, so—

Preventing this tragedy from happening is what she should be doing right now.

Having made up her mind and understood what she wanted to do, she planted the nine-ringed staff in her hand directly into the ground, then clasped her hands together, looked up at the sky, and chanted. "Buddha, your disciple Sanzang is useless. In order to stop the spread of killing, I beg you to close your eyes once!"

Having said that, the Sanzang suddenly raised his palm, then focused his energy in his dantian, and unleashed a palm strike at the fortress that he had been unable to breach, shouting, "— [Five Elements Mountain - Shakyamuni Buddha Palm]!!"

Without any preparation or any special phenomena, the Sanzang suddenly unleashed such a world-shaking palm strike.

With a loud "BOOM!!", the air seemed to freeze instantly, as if time and space had stopped moving.

The next moment, a loud "BOOM—!!" erupted on the battlefield, shaking the entire earth.

Soldiers on the battlefield turned to look when they heard the commotion.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were filled with astonishment.

The once rock-solid, pitch-black fortress began to collapse with a deafening roar. The fortress itself was blasted open by Sanzang's Tathagata Palm, revealing the outline of the enormous hand and allowing a clear view of the castle's interior.

"Are you... joking?"

Tawara Touta was incredulous; the castle, which had been so impenetrable just moments before, had been cleaved open like this?

Turning his head again, he saw Sanzang's compassionate face, Tawara Touta's scalp tingled. At the same time, he couldn't help but feel glad that he hadn't been foolish enough to provoke this woman.

After all, this... this can even split open a castle reinforced by Magecraft, its power is truly terrifying.

But then I thought, if the Sanzang is this terrifying, then what must the legendary Monkey King be like? Wouldn't he be even more monstrous?!

—Boom!!

The earth-shaking explosion quickly spread throughout the entire battlefield.

"What, what is that, Bors?"

The two knights who were still struggling to figure out how to break the deadlock also suddenly heard a loud noise coming from the other side.

"I don't know, Gaheris."

The two men stared in disbelief at the collapsing fortress.

"Have you ever heard of a palm technique from the East that descends from the sky?"

"—?"

Not only Tawara Touta, but all the other Heroic Spirit on the battlefield were also extremely shocked by Sanzang's palm strike.

This slap directly solved a problem on the battlefield. Originally there were four, now there are only three left, and the pressure has suddenly been greatly reduced.

In order not to waste this rare opportunity, Bors and Gaheris immediately changed their strategy and ordered their soldiers to continue the attack on the remaining three fortresses.

On the other side, Tawara Touta looked at Sanzang, who was slightly weak after unleashing that earth-shattering palm strike, and couldn't help but admire him, saying, "You are truly amazing, Sanzang!"

"No, no, it's not that I'm the best, it's actually my master who's the best."

Sanzang shook his head slightly, "My palm strike only borrowed a little bit of my master's power... However, I also find it a bit strange, since my master would not normally lend me so much power. Why did he lend me so much power now? Now I understand, it's probably because even my master couldn't stand what the Lion King was doing."

Sanzang looked at his palm and pondered.

It is clear that Sanzang saw this as guidance from her master.

"The power of Buddha? That's truly remarkable..."

After hearing Sanzang's explanation, Tawara Touta couldn't help but feel admiration.

Well, there's someone even more powerful than the Monkey King.

However, he couldn't help but worry when he saw that Sanzang was suddenly a third weaker than before, so he made a suggestion.

"Then, Sanzang, would you like me to take you back to rest? You seem to be in rather unwell..."

No, it's not the right time yet.

Sanzang shook his head slightly and calmly replied, "One should not give up halfway through a task. As the saying goes, if you're going to do something good, do it to the end. There are still three castles here. Since that's the case, how could I possibly end it so easily? So... Fujita, please take me to the other locations."

"I see."

Seeing Sanzang's attitude, Tawara Touta sighed. Although he had a rough idea of what might happen in the end, he didn't try to dissuade him too much. After all, no amount of external words could sway a determined monk like Sanzang who had completed the journey to the West. All he could do was...

While Tawara Touta was expressing his feelings, Sanzang had already jumped behind him.

"There's no time to lose, Fujita, run!!"

"Charge!!"

And so this bizarre duo began to rampage across the battlefield.

Because of Sanzang's earth-shattering palm strike, the balance of the Camelot defense line originally set up by Agravaine has been broken.

While Nitocris was healing the wounded with Magecraft in the rear and was still worried about the battle, a soldier suddenly ran up to her, found her, and said, "Lady Nitocris!"

"What's wrong?" Nitocris asked immediately. "Has something happened?"

Compared to Rameses II and other Servant, her strength is not in combat.

Moreover, the iron shells of those Purification Knights were too incompatible with her. Against soulless beings, the Underworld Codex was of little use, so she was assigned to the rear to use Magecraft to heal the wounded.

"Yes, yes, Sanzang has single-handedly conquered three cities! The tide of battle has turned! Now only the last city remains, and it's only a matter of time before it's captured by Gaheris and Bors."

"Is that so... Well, that's great."

Upon hearing this good news, Nitocris finally smiled.

On the other side, another soldier suddenly walked anxiously into the barracks.

"Pharaoh, your Mirror Grimoire has made a move!"

The soldier hurriedly reported.

Upon hearing this, Nitocris's eyes narrowed.

The Mirror of the Underworld refers to Nitocris's Noble Phantasm, the "Mirror Grimoire." This mirror reflects the Underworld Nitocris, or rather, the dark otherworld, and possesses the divinity of the Egypt god of the underworld.

The Temple of the Radiant Great Assembly of Rameses II contained all the divinity of ancient Egypt.

When Nitocris left, Rameses II told her that he would go all out this time and would use the divinity of all the Egypt gods, including Anubis and Horus.

And now that the [Underworld Tome] has shown unusual activity, that means...

"Has the battlefield that the Sun King mentioned already begun?"

Nitocris murmured to herself, a sense of unease creeping into her heart.

Chapter 213 Holy crap, the door's open?!

On the eve of the war, Kai personally went to the pigs' house not only to confirm whether his pigs had really learned to root for cabbages, but also to confirm one thing.

The matter was extremely simple: whether Rovey was psychologically prepared for a full-scale war, and whether he truly had the capacity to withstand the carnage that war would bring.

After all, missionary work, fighting, and dueling are not the same as war.

In battles between heroes, or when a saint travels to spread his teachings, he may only need to kill a few obstacles, demons, or monsters and machines. But in war... human lives are merely an ever-increasing number.

It's important to know that the Holy City has not only Servant and mechanized Purification Knights, but also tens of thousands of mortal soldiers, many of whom were once soldiers or residents of Jerusalem, but were simply incorporated into Agravaine.

What Kai was worried about was that, given how much Rovey valued life and loved humans, the enemies he had killed so far were nothing more than Demonic Beast, evil spirits, or Servant.

He hadn't witnessed Rovey killing any humans; after all, what he did was more about saving than killing. Therefore, Kay was genuinely worried that Rovey's nature would prevent him from killing ordinary people on the battlefield...

Although such a problem is nothing to him personally, after all, the opponent of a strong person should also be a strong person, and not to harm ordinary people can also show his benevolence, once Rovey sits in the position of the operator, any bit of benevolence will be extremely fatal to them.

Even though he and the other Knights of the Round Table were completely convinced of Rovey's abilities and character, and given that he was already considered Queen Consort, they had no objections to being commanded by her. However, such matters had to be confirmed on the battlefield.

If Rovey is unwilling, he will still do his best to escort him to the final battlefield according to the plan, but it will add some risks to the original plan.

"Don't worry, the Saint is indeed benevolent, but he is by no means stupid. Although I always believe that all people are like stars, it does not mean that I am incapable of discerning what is right."

That night, Rovey responded by raising his hand to grasp a few strands of starlight, while simultaneously gathering the faith and worship of many people throughout the village. He certainly knew what he should do.

—Lu Xun once said, well, he actually forgot who said it, but that person was probably Zhou Shuren.

In short, the gist of that saying is—"To be merciful to the enemy is to be cruel to oneself."

If a battle only involves himself, then Rovey will definitely do his best to reduce meaningless killing and avoid the deaths of innocent people, even if it means bleeding more blood and wasting more time, because life is the most precious treasure in this world.

But the battle at this moment was no longer about individuals, but about countless people. He carried the weight of countless lives and beliefs on his shoulders, and his every move, and what he did next, involved the survival of the entire world. If he were to utter such a naive statement as, "I do not wish for any life to die, for anyone to bleed," he would surely be struck dead and restarted by a bolt of causal lightning from the father in the sky who was witnessing all of this.

So Rovey simply slapped his thigh and told Kai his idea.

"The next strategy should be a swift victory. The Lion King's Holy Lance could be fully completed at any moment. It's unrealistic to try to slowly subdue and conquer Camelot. Moreover, defeating the Lion King isn't the end of the story; we must break in as quickly as possible—"

"So, are you ready? Saint."

"Haha, of course, after all, a saint isn't a saint, everyone has their own choices. Although their choices were clearly wrong, God will forgive them. But what does my father's forgiveness have to do with me? All I can do is send them to my father to report for duty."

Rovey's joke completely dispelled the concerns in the hearts of Kai and Artoria, these two kings and knights who had experienced many battles.

"Haha, that's quite an interesting way of putting it."

This put Kai at ease.

"Yes, forgiving sinners is God's work; our purpose is simply to send them to God. Though we are saints, we are never confused..."

"A Saint is someone who can steadfastly pursue their goal and walk on the right path."

Yes...

One who is solely kind and forgiving becomes a benevolent person, while one who steadfastly moves forward even while bearing sins can be called Saint.

The changes in a person are truly remarkable. At the beginning, Rovey was just a selfish little man who would scheme and plot for victory and to achieve his goals. But through his gradual progress, he has now grown into someone who can provide a safety net for others.

However, in the process of growing up, people will gain some things and always lose some things, such as that carefree feeling, that confidence and innocence, and that attitude of life that is good as long as they and the people around them are happy.

Aiwass was right; once he decided to embark on the path to godhood, his subsequent choices were destined to be anything but peaceful.

A person who, without receiving guidance from anyone, simply follows their own emotions and forges ahead.

The success of that so-called "Holy Son Ritual" was itself abnormal. Unbeknownst to him, he had already embarked on a path that had been prepared for him long ago.

That was a path that would transform him from someone who bravely forged ahead for himself into someone who could lead the whole world forward.

That was a new ladder that would allow him, a nobody hated by the world, to grow into someone who could establish a covenant with the gods.

Therefore, when he began to act as the Child of God, Rovey had to discard some things from the past and replace them with a great figure who could bear the direction of the entire world and protect it.

Bear this sin, accept this sin, until you return this sin to the goddess who should have borne it, and let her fall completely into the abyss.

"Aaaaaah!!"

"Don't kill me! Don't kill me! I was forced to!"

"I don't want to serve the Lion King, I... I just want to survive!!"

--puff!!

"God, save us, please save us!"

Pfft!

Praying, calling for help, and the warmth of the blood made Rovey feel somewhat dazed.

Even though he had already walked through hell and witnessed the horrific scenes of life being destroyed, the impact of seeing so many lives begging for death before his eyes was still much greater for him.

At this moment, he was standing in the center, the very center of the Camelot battlefield, not only the very center of chaos, but also the very center of hell.

It is also the place with the most pain and sorrow.

"Are these metal-clad creatures really that durable? They're comparable to the elite knights I led when I was alive!"

Kai melted several Purification Knights with his Flame Sword, then couldn't help but shout at Lancelot.

"I'm surprised! These Purification Knights are far superior to the batch I was assigned to! Each one bears the Lion King's blessing; it seems they fought with all their might!"