Chapter 439

Suddenly, Xuanzang's expression changed from shy to serious and solemn.

"Master and everyone else, there's no time to lose. To save the world and Sun Wukong, let's head to Jerusalem now! I beg you."

When Xuanzang spoke up bravely, he made eye contact with Novia.

Novia was somewhat surprised by her reaction, though it only lasted a second before she gave a very gentle smile.

In Kama's view, Kavia was very happy now, as if he were reminiscing about the past.

Indeed, this guy's personality wasn't like this when he was still Golden Cicada. Perhaps the experience of the Journey to the West changed Xuanzang quite a bit.

This is only natural. Like all True Magic, any True Magic that has been used will more or less cause decisive changes to the world, and the connections between people will certainly decisively change things, both visible and invisible.

"Sun Wukong... is he also in this Singularity?"

"Yes, yes, Master, you haven't seen Sun Wukong yet, have you? But you'll see him soon. Anyway, Sun Wukong is in Jerusalem right now, seemingly using his Ruyi Jingu Bang for a little guy, but I'm not entirely sure about the details."

"I see."

Novia naturally understood that the "little guy" Sun Wukong mentioned in her words was likely Ritsuka Fujimaru. This Great Sage Equal to Heaven was probably located inside Ritsuka, providing her with power to slow down Azathoth's encroachment as much as possible.

The Ruyi Jingu Bang he wielded was not originally a weapon, but rather used to stabilize the seas. It can be said to have given form to something ambiguous, and in a sense, it is one of the Noble Phantasm that maintain the world.

Indeed, in the Nasuverse, the Ruyi Jingu Bang's staff) is just like the Holy Lance Rhongomyniad, serving as an "Anchor of the Storm" that holds the world together. Of course, the Shiva Lingam in India is also one of many "Anchor of the Storm."

As for why the two were connected, Novia thought about it carefully and it was probably because of the Osiris's Sand, which gathered all the Egypt gods in the Second Singularity, since there was a 'War God Set' among the Egypt gods.

It's not that Set and Sun Wukong are the same person, but rather that they are destined to be together. In a certain world, their Divine Body were both inside Alexander IV, and this connection transcends time and worlds. Therefore, it's likely that the concept of 'Buddha' existed in Novia at that time, which led to Ritsuka Fujimaru and Sun Wukong having this connection.

Of course, Ritsuka Fujimaru uses the power of Sun Wukong, which is also recorded in the gift outfit 'Three Great Heroes' given away in the Journey to the West event.

"Yes, that's what I think too. It's time to head to Jerusalem now."

Following Novia's words, the Servant standing beside him also spoke in turn.

"The Holy Lance thinks so too, so I Percival, will deal with that fallen Holy Grail Knight."

"Haha, leave the Sun Knight to me. You may come in as you please. After all, my benevolence is such that I can even take over the Sun!"

Kama glanced at Novia and nodded.

That's enough.

She couldn't fathom what kind of Outer God could possibly survive against her and Kavia's combined efforts; it was utterly impossible.

Ritsuka Fujimaru felt as if she were falling asleep to a grand musical piece, listening to the music that resonated throughout her body, mind, and soul.

No one will get hurt, and there's no need to worry about hurting others. Just curl up and surrender your body to this endless music.

However.

Why did I persist until now, even though I hadn't agreed?

This process is not painful.

However, I am extremely tired.

The girl had no intention of rebelling against the music; she just felt that she shouldn't be like this, and that she shouldn't let the void be filled by something inexplicable.

So, in Ritsuka's hazy vision, the 'Ritsuka' who looked exactly like her but with slight differences in height and face seemed to scratch her hair in confusion, and then her fingers gently traced across Ritsuka's cheek.

"Humans...?"

Incongruous with her words was the overly calm smile on Ritsuka's face.

Even Ritsuka, who should have been extremely wary of her, forgot about the life-or-death situation at hand and felt that she was the one who truly was her, or perhaps she was her self?

"Looks like I was still half asleep. I didn't even notice it before I felt the vibration. But seeing a loved one in so much pain, wanting to free them is only natural, isn't it? If you were covered in Shabu, you would only seek Flesh intimacy with them, but I wanted to liberate them, so it's only natural."

Ritsuka instinctively wanted to nod, but a deep sound stopped her—a strange sound that seemed to come from her stomach churning.

And then the impossible happened; a piece of the pitch-black world churned up.

In an instant, the darkness that had previously been devoid of any living beings, resembling the vastness of Universe Space, transformed into a small patch of turbulent sea. From the surface emerged a stick, upon which rested a somewhat familiar figure to Ritsuka.

"Haha, of course! What does that have to do with me?"

The figure turned around, revealing a monkey's face.

This isn't a metaphor; it's a very endearing monkey face, and Ritsuka also has memories of him from the Second Singularity, Rome.

However, Ritsuka understood that the monkey in front of her was bearing something enormous. Although it was smaller than her, the pressure it felt gave her the illusion of looking up at a huge mountain range. If this mountain range were to be taken down, its strength would surely be fully unleashed.

"At least, for now, the Answer is in your hands. What do you want to do, you little guy who should be saving the world?"

"... We cannot sit idly by and wait to die."

"So-called gods, in the end, are just vessels born to receive humanity's desires. In fact, let's not even discuss whether such actions can save humanity. Besides, thanks to the assistance of those two and that golden one, I am now inside you. Although my power can only buy you time and cannot bring you complete victory, little guy, are you going to clench your fist too?"

The monkey in the distance asked this question.

"I don't actually have the resolve to save the world. I'll definitely feel lost in the future, because this is a responsibility I have to take on right now. Maybe I'll regret it and feel like I have no reason to do these things, but even so, this is the one thing I will never be lost on."

After she finished speaking, Ritsuka's consciousness became exceptionally clear, and a power surged from her chest—an unusual heat that gave her the illusion of her internal organs burning fiercely.

So she opened her eyes and met the gaze of the towering, Outer God, the goat Guda, before her, while simultaneously clenching her fists.

The beliefs and strength one maintains are equivalent to a hope that will never disappear or be lost.

"Because Novia said, 'Thank you, I'm relieved,' this is the path I must take. No matter what, I can only clench my fists and keep moving forward. As long as I'm alive, there's no turning back."

"Ha ha ha ha!"

The monkey-like god laughed heartily.

"Then clench your fist and shout my name, little guy!"

Your name is --

Therefore, in the spiritual world of the girl herself confronting the Outer God, Ritsuka Fujimaru's eyes were shining with a dazzling light, which is what is known as the Fiery Golden Eyes, and at the same time the girl was muttering to herself.

"The Divine Spirit Summoning: Sun Xingzhe."

Chapter 461 A mere Imitation Sun.

"The enemy is coming."

Bathed in the brilliant sunlight, the Sun Knight Gawain squinted as he stood at the gates of the Holy City of Jerusalem.

A dazzling, pure white light could be seen, almost rivaling the Sun in its brilliance.

The clear blue sky seemed so far away from the ground, and white particles drifted down from it under the dazzling light.

It was daytime, yet the light was so dazzling that the stars of the night fell to the ground, as if banishing everything in the world. The immense Od pressure oppressed Gawain, and its scale far exceeded his imagination.

However.

"I see... What a pity, such a powerful but unknown person, it's truly a shame."

Gawain lowered his gaze and drew Excalibur Galatine, Carnwennan sister sword of Excalibur, from his waist.

Its sheer power alone vibrates the atmosphere, its Imitation Sun waves piercing the sky, forming wave after wave of crimson energy.

Although it has never received the blessing of Nightless, the Od of the Leyline supporting the entire City beneath Jerusalem, along with the power of the Evil God Molay, has transformed this place into a vast realm of Nightless. In other words, Gawain will always be in a state of triple enhancement, meaning he will be enhanced threefold in all aspects.

It was as if the air around him had instantly transformed into particles of the Sun.

"Because no matter who you are, I will use the Carnwennan to burn you to ashes—"

His words stopped there.

The spatial rift created by the thirteen rapidly approaching swords swallowed up the fluctuations of the Imitation Sun.

"How Divinity it is, isn't it? The so-called Sun, but my benevolence is second only to the gods, even encompassing the Sun!"

Looking at the black-haired youth who had arrived with thirteen swords, Gawain remained unmoved, only asking:

"Charlemagne?"

"That's right! It is indeed I! If they are enemies, prepare to fight; if they are allies, retreat immediately. Do you wish to withstand the King's Sword? Sun Knight."

"You are the culprit behind the fall of the stars in broad daylight."

Gawain smiled faintly, "Although this technique was used brilliantly, you were too foolish. I don't understand the meaning of this Magecraft Formula. Was it just for showing off?"

"No, I didn't do it."

Charlemagne himself was still completely baffled by the details of his Brother-in-Law- in-law's strange Magecraft Formula.

However, he understood that the scene was quite cool. If he could learn it, wouldn't it be incredibly cool to use this move in battle? Unfortunately, his talent was limited, and he hadn't learned it.

"Heh, regardless, you actually came to me, Gawain, on your own initiative. I really underestimated you."

Gawain shrugged. "I am invincible in the daytime. My sword is comparable to the Lion King's Holy Sword. Retreat quickly, Charlemagne. My sword can even cut through Joyeuse, which has the tip of the Holy Lance."

What Gawain said was both a fact and a provocation.

Percival, who inherited the Holy Lance Longinus, was no match for him, so it is indeed possible to speculate that he could cut the Holy Lance. However, Joyeuse would undoubtedly be a provocation, as it was Charlemagne's sword.

"Oh, this is truly—extremely exciting!"

Suddenly, Gawain noticed an extremely mature smile on Charlemagne's face, as if he had suddenly changed his personality.

"Sun Knight Gawain, what you say makes sense. The imagined me is no match for you before the true Kingly Path, and the real me cannot easily defeat you outside the Holy City. However, you are still too weak. What is a mere Holy Sword? What is a mere Hundred Days? Because at this moment, both the imagined Holy Knight and the real Righteous King are for me, and my boundless love is enough to encompass all of this!"

A change occurred in Charlemagne.

The wind began to howl.

If described in terms of wind speed, its value is simply unimaginable.

"Kingly Path" refers to Charlemagne's self-discipline skills that take effect by embodying the attitude of a king; "Holy City" refers to Carl the Great's Mobile Holy City, within which Carl can basically defeat all enemies, whether they are King of Heroes or India heroes, they will all be subdued.

"Eternal and unchanging Holy Light, ever-changing radiance, invincible knight, before my royal might—"

"You don't need the Sun."

Amidst the Gale, Charlemagne strode forward, brandishing his sword to extinguish the blazing light of the Imitation Sun 'Shemesh.

At the same time, as Charlemagne walked step by step, the ground beneath his feet shook as if the heavens and earth were turning upside down, emitting a mournful cry, and the city walls, which should have remained intact for a thousand years, made a distinct sound.

"You..."

Amidst the Gale and the shock, Gawain raised his head and gazed at the twelve Joyeuse forming a circular halo around Charlemagne, suspended in the fierce and terrifying storm. If his Holy Sword contained Imitation Sun, then those were mimicry of stars.

"What exactly are you...?"

"Charlemagne, the paladin of fantasy, and Carl, the Righteous King of reality, are born from a blend of reality and fantasy, solely to annihilate the enemies who stand in my and my Brother-in-Law- in-law's way. And let me remind you, knight, does the sky above the Holy City you Protection still hold the radiance of the Shemesh?"

Gawain lost the ability of the Holy One's Blessing because the Sun was obscured.

This was not Novia's aid to Charlemagne, but rather one of the abilities of the Holy Sword Joyeuse, which Charlemagne wielded after reaching his limit, through the Kingly Path.

According to legend, Joyeuse could outshine his enemies with a brilliance surpassing that of the Sun...

Huh? Why has this legend's effect suddenly increased so drastically? It's like the real Sun isn't going to shine on Gawain anymore? Hmm, it must be because of my Brother-in-Law, right? But does my Brother-in-Law have such a legend? Guiding the Sun or something... Oh well, whatever, the advantage is already in my hands!

Charlemagne stared at Gawain with unwavering composure.

"This is a fair duel; you shouldn't have any complaints, right?"

I didn't have time to dwell on the shock.

Gawain shook his head, took out the Carnwennan and the twelve Joyeuse behind him, and Charlemagne, holding a Joyeuse in his hand, began the battle.

Even if they were delayed or defeated, these Servant would have no chance of opening the Great Gate of the Holy City from the outside, because waiting there was the Holy Grail Knight. Although he had become an Alter and could only possess that little girl, the defense of the Round Table Shield could not be easily breached—

"So, this is..."

Just as Gawain was engaged in close combat with Charlemagne, a moment later he caught a glimpse of a dazzling light out of the corner of his eye.

"That was an unbelievable scale, an utterly pure mystery."

Charlemagne, or perhaps Carl, leisurely explained to Gawain, "Sun Knight, the so-called Holy Lance Longinus did not appear in the Present World as a weapon. It manifests only one meaning: the 'miracle' that can resolve all misfortunes after the story is Satya Yuga."

Earlier, after Gawain was dragged into the Bounded Field by Charlemagne at the gates of the Holy City of Jerusalem, the Novia group, who were a step behind him, arrived at the gates of the Holy City.

It wasn't that Novia didn't want to help, but Charlemagne insisted that he should be the one to show off his glory by dealing with this Sun Knight. After all, Charlemagne had heard from Novia that his descendant Leo would be the strongest Master of this Sun Knight, which gave him a subtle sense of amusement.

Since Ritsuka Fujimaru had suffered at the hands of Molay, Mash, who accompanied her, was no exception. She stood there with her large shield, her eyes vacant, showing no reaction whatsoever to the arrival of Novia.

Not only that, but not far from her stood a pale young man who looked somewhat melancholy. His long, pale hair, lacking pigmentation, was casually tied together at the back of his head, and his shirt sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, making his bare wrists and loosely opened chest appear even paler.

"An enemy... My name is Galahad."