The Worm of Naraka / The Buddha Sees Through Three Thousand Realms

Whether in Pan-Human History or in this Lostbelt, he always plays the role of the villain.

"I'm here to help you. I want you to see your true self, and I want to guide you onto a path that isn't so sorrowful."

Lloyd understood that even in Pan-Human History, Vortigern's ending was not good, but in that world, the Britain he loved had not yet been destroyed.

He doesn't have to destroy what he loves most with his own hands.

Even if Britain were to change, it would not be destroyed. More importantly, Vortigern would not be alone in that world.

Chapter 269 The Abyss Worm 80/165

"But aren't you going to deal with the Dragon Calamity? I remember you have a special attack against dragons, so dealing with Melusine shouldn't be too difficult for you."

Oberon looked at the black dragon soaring in the sky. If Lloyd, who was Dragon Slayer, were to take action, then no matter how strong Melusine, she wouldn't be able to cause any trouble.

"But that will take time. Even though I have a special attack against dragons, I don't have the ability to fly. If that thing doesn't come down, she can hold me off. But your wings don't seem to be able to carry you."

Lloyd looked at the pair of magnificent, butterfly-like wings behind Oberon. If they could carry him away, he could use them on his journey.

"Indeed, these wings can't carry me through the air. I'll have to use another mode to fly. But is that really a good idea? Letting humanity face the Dragon Calamity is something we can't handle."

The blackness, a symbol of Calamity, began to creep up Oberon's body, and his once bright and beautiful wings turned into transparent wings like those of a fly.

He was like a fly perched on rotting flesh.

"No, you underestimate humanity."

As Fujimaru Kyoya finished speaking, another beam of light appeared from behind him—it was... the power of the Rhongomyniad.

"That's... Morgan actually dared to do it!"

Morgan was the Child of Prophecy of the previous generation, so naturally she also has her own exclusive weapon. Just as Artoria has the Staff of Selection, Morgan also has her own weapon, which is the Spear of Selection.

"The weapons in the Select series can only be used by innocent people, and on this land, the only innocent people are the Northern Fae and humans. I originally thought Morgan would choose the Fairy."

You should know that such a weapon was crafted for the Paradise Fae. Even ordinary Fairy would consume a great deal of Mana to use it. If a human were to use it, it would be a death sentence.

Using it once will consume at least ten years of your lifespan, while the human population in this world is limited to a maximum of thirty years.

That is the radiant Spear of Destiny.

The young Knight rode his white horse soaring into the sky, and even though this spear thrust would consume all the remaining years of his life, he used it without hesitation.

His bond with Melusine made it impossible for him to stand idly by; he couldn't let his sister descend into such madness.

Goodbye, sister, and goodbye to my cowardice.

The dazzling Rhongomyniad pierced the sky, simultaneously striking down the Dragon Calamity that soared through the heavens.

That was a speed faster than Shadow and Zhao Tian. The first to defeat the Great Calamity was a human, the human known as Percival.

Even in the face of sacrifice without fear, the light emanating from humanity remains so dazzling.

"Oberon, can we begin now?"

Lloyd drew the Sword of Perpetual Purity, and at the same time, Oberon's hand began to be covered with scales, and that hand also turned into the shape of a dragon claw.

The essence of a dragon and the characteristics of a fly, majesty and filth achieved a strange harmony in the boy before me.

"Clang~"

The sword and the dragon's claw clashed. Faced with a matter of life and death for the world, neither of them intended to persuade the other through words.

That's something that only happens in fairy tales. For the two of them, words can deceive, but fighting spirit and killing intent cannot.

Forcing each other to unleash their strongest killing intent and fighting spirit—that's how they understand each other.

They were less fighting and more chatting, chatting by killing each other.

"It's over. It's all over. Even if you could destroy all Great Calamity, could you withstand the resentment of the Deer God? How about we calmly await our demise together? Let's go have a drink, Lloyd."

"Is this still the Vortigern I know? Drinking and all that, how much of Oberon mindset have you been indoctrinated with?"

Lloyd's response to Oberon's invitation was a sharp rebuke of the past.

The Vortigern he knew was someone who would resist even the injustices of fate. Even though he was born from the destruction of Britain, Vortigern was still striving to continue the Age of Gods, not to destroy Britain.

No matter what difficulties he faces, Vortigern should not accept his fate.

"You brat, how many years have I lived, and how many years have you lived? Have you ever experienced what I've been through all these years? You have no idea what my despair has been like."

Oberon never wanted to save Britain, but Britain was now trapped in a vicious cycle. As long as all living things on earth Immortality out, the resentment of the Deer God would never be appeased.

Most Fairy are born sinful; innocent Fairy and humans are far too few in number. Moreover, humans, as essential "food" for Fairy, have a lifespan of only about thirty years, and there are also Singularity Event... How could he not despair?

Even if the Calamity are quelled, even if the sinful Fairy are all dead, even if human lifespans are ended, this is no longer the Pan-Human History.

"It's over."

The insects began to gather.

No, that wasn't a worm, but a giant dragon.

Devouring everything in its path, the thing born from the decaying corpses was the true form of Oberon Vortigern — the Abyss Worm.

"There is nothing more to say. The curtain of night, the lark of dawn, the end of a rotting dream, devour the twilight..."

There are no limits, no end. Its belly is bottomless. Once you enter, you will never see the light again. And this time, Oberon will devour himself and Lloyd together.

"Too fragile."

Looking at the overwhelming attack before him, Lloyd realized that the person before him was still as kind as ever.

This attack gave him enough time to dodge; once he dodged, only Oberon himself would be swallowed up.

Oberon was tired and wanted to rest, but Lloyd wouldn't abandon any of his friends.

Lloyd didn't retreat; instead, he took a step closer to Oberon, and just like that, both of them were swallowed up by the Abyss Worm.

"Is this how you always act recklessly?"

Oberon was struck by the man's recklessness and stubbornness.

"This is a space we can never leave, a bottomless abyss. We will stay here forever, until we perish."

Clearly, this is still Oberon's way of escaping; even if all the Calamity are eliminated, the final Deer God Calamity will never be averted.

This is the end of the world here.

"What if I could take you away from here?"

Lloyd said impossible things, but Oberon was used to it; the guy was always talking nonsense.

Only...

"If you can do that, then... I'll do whatever you do next."

"Then it's a deal."

Lloyd grabbed Oberon's hand, a somewhat inappropriate gesture, but this time he would do the impossible again for his friend.

Chapter 270 Buddha Sees Three Thousand Breaks

The Abyss Worm is indeed a bottomless space, a Hell without a ray of light, and a path to another world.

Most people would have no chance of survival if they entered, but Lloyd was different, or rather, Fujimaru Kyoya different.

It's not that he lacks anchors in the real world; it's just that Ying and Zhao Tian are the key to his connection to reality, not to mention that there is another entity that commands each body from an absolute high place.

"I'll take you away."

Grasping Oberon's hand, Lloyd raised the Sword of Perpetual Purity with his other hand. As Mana was released, a little bit of water flowed from the sword, transforming into an "upward" line as it fell.

Then, the line began to sway, not in a natural way, but as a "sword".

The Flowing Water Sword swayed in the air, emitting a clear, azure light. As Lloyd continued to infuse it with Mana, the light became increasingly dazzling.

"Running water never stagnates, and a frequently used door hinge never rusts."

The ever-flowing, incorruptible water, when confronted with the already decaying Abyss Worm, dispels the shadows, but its power is still insufficient against the endless darkness.

Even though its power increases over time, it still has its limits.

"It's no use. Even if your sword energy can be stacked up without limit, it takes time, and we simply can't support you until then."

Oberon recognized the power-gathering properties of the Flowing Water Sword, but he still doubted that such a sword could truly cut through the Abyss Worm.

What separates them in this abyss is not a physical entity but the "concept" of space. If they cannot find a point connecting to their original world from among these countless spaces, even if they get out, they will no longer be in that world.

Found it.

Because Fujimaru Kyoya overseeing the entire situation from an absolute "high vantage point," even Parallel World could not isolate his perception of the First Magic. Therefore, he captured the one and only correct answer in this endless abyss.

"No matter how difficult the road ahead, as long as you have friends to support you, even if you fall down along the way, that's enough."

The Flowing Water Sword transformed into a drill, advancing in the right direction.

Morgan didn't become a cold-blooded machine because he had companions along the way, and Artoria's childhood wasn't filled with despair because of Oberon's companionship.

"Let's try to survive. Even if we're going to die in the next second, we must try our best to live in this second."

The sword seemed to have pierced some kind of "wall," but how could the concept of a "wall" exist in this illusory space?

"You..."

Oberon couldn't believe that Lloyd could actually choose the only correct path from an infinite number of choices.

This was absolutely no accident or good luck. Although he didn't know how Lloyd had done it, Oberon understood that it was absolutely inevitable.

"Oberon."

Lloyd's shout came, and the meaning in his eyes was self-evident: Lloyd alone could not break through the interior of this Abyss Worm.

But what if there are two people?

If there are two people, then it is absolutely possible.

There's no reason why; if it can be done, it can be done.

"Lloyd, give me a hand."

Mana surged from the back of his hand as Oberon Vortigern lent all his power to Lloyd.

Even if changing Lostbelt to Pan-Human History sounds unrealistic, even if it would still lead to a tragic ending in Pan-Human History, but...

"I want Britain to continue, I want to meet comrades like you, I want to be defeated by the most powerful enemy, even as a villain, I don't want to die like this."

Even if he were to die tomorrow, Oberon... Vortigern still had to make his own choice.

Light, when the first drop of water breaks through the indestructible "wall", sunlight refracts through the flowing water and creates a rainbow of colors.

The rainbow fell upon Oberon, and his deep black and indifferent white faded away, revealing his magnificent attire. The Fae King who appeared in "A Midsummer Night's Dream" had returned once more.

"Aww~"

The wailing of the Abyss Worm could be heard. Even though it would recover quickly, the large hole in its stomach would cause pain to anyone.

But this is not the end.

Under the endless Moonfall, Barghest was smashed to ashes by the shadows, while Barghest was pinned to the city wall by Zhao Tian's spear. It is unknown how long he was killed before he finally stopped breathing. Even True Ancestor could not withstand endless death.

"What a strange feeling. If we hadn't already Non-form, we might already be in a state of confusion by now."

Zhao Tian sheathed his spear and leaped onto the city wall, looking at Lloyd and Oberon. The feeling of meeting himself was truly magical.

"The real crisis has yet to come; we must not be careless."

The shadow descended from the sky, and he felt the earth tremble. An ancient being was about to awaken and take revenge on the world.

"The Deer God Cernunnos."

Liaochen watched as the three images finally shrunk into one. At this moment, the final Calamity finally appeared, a powerful enemy that could only be defeated by using the Rhongomyniad or the Holy Sword.

However, in Fujimaru Kyoya's plan, this was not a target that had to be defeated; as long as he could borrow the Heavenly Wheel Saint King.

"How do you explain a monk committing murder?"

The World-Honored One asked a question, distorting the history of the entire Lostbelt ten thousand years. How many lives were destroyed and how many people's Karma was borne in the process? He needed the answer from the person before him.

"Explain or not, it's not up to you to explain."

There's no point in explaining it. If I have the ability, I'll try to save them; if I don't have the ability, but I still have the heart to do so, I'll try to save them anyway. Is this something that can be clearly explained?