Chapter 153

After saying that, his entire body shattered and disappeared piece by piece, like broken glass!

Emiya exclaimed in surprise, "The--Sun-King--!"

At the same time,

Countless viewers were also exclaiming in surprise--

The Sun King was a true Great Hero!

[He claimed he didn't care about the world's destruction and didn't want to protect humanity, yet he still sacrificed himself!]

[Two pyramid tombs collided—it was incredibly powerful!]

[The Holy City's defenses have been breached, and the Tower of End has been destroyed. Now only the final boss remains!]

[Even Ramesses II, who claimed to be the King of Gods, couldn't defeat him. Can Emiya really do it?]

Under everyone's watchful eyes.

The gates of the Holy City have been fully opened.

The last knight to stand in their way appeared; it was Agravain the Iron.

He was the only knight who could have a direct audience with the king.

He was arguably the Lion King's most trusted confidant.

Lancelot strode forward. "Agravain, surrender! We are both traitors. Stop aiding and abetting evil! That's not King Arthur, but a ghost!"

"Not bad, he's very spirited to take the initiative to persuade them to surrender. Mashu, give him a compliment." Emiya smiled.

The Knight of the Round Table, who had just surrendered to the crowd, now took the initiative to help persuade others to surrender.

Is this the power of an adorable daughter?

At his request, Mashu looked at him and shouted, "You parasite, you scum! You look nothing like someone who could be so capable, Dad!"

"Ah... don't call me that!"

Lancelot shuddered, his whole body trembling violently.

It was even stronger than sensing the Lion King's power!

Faced with the condemnation of the crowd.

Agravain suddenly burst into laughter. "Hahaha, we are different. My only goal is to ensure the continuation of Britain's existence!"

"You've really been driven mad by Morgan's teachings!" Nameless sighed.

"It's not me who's gone mad, it's my mother Morgan! She's obsessed with becoming the Queen of Britain and has been insanely jealous of King Arthur."

Agravain laughed until tears streamed down his face. "I grew up with this resentment, just a tool to steal King Arthur's throne!"

Props...

Mordred felt conflicted, and suddenly wanted to get closer to the other person.

The two cannot be said to be completely identical.

They're exactly the same!

"Used tools are fine. I just want Britain to continue existing, so I used King Arthur!"

Agravain King Arthur is much easier to manipulate than my mother Morgan!"

These words completely shocked countless viewers, amounting to a bombshell revelation.

Knight of the Round Table, a man of such stature, dares to say he's treating the King like a tool!

Then.

The Knight of the Round Table once again revealed. "Haha, I hate women the most! Even the supposedly pure Princess Consort Guinevere was defiled and stolen away by you, making you the first man I hate!"

A group of people turned to look at the Knight of the Lake.

This is the biggest scandal in the Knights of the Round Table.

This was also the catalyst that led to the disintegration and eventual demise of the Knights of the Round Table.

Chihiro;;: Free?!;, Novel.;? Skirt',2.5;"',5:,'"5.,9:,:5.".:3?0?.'0 Mashu even said with a disgusted expression: "You really are a scoundrel--Dad~"

"Ahhh, don't look at me like that!"

Lancelot clutched his chest and retreated.

The girl's utter disgust, her expression as if she were looking at a bedbug, hurt him more than if he had been stabbed in the chest.

Just then...

Agravain's aura surged wildly as he glared at the crowd. "Come on, I will not let you stop the continuation of Britain!"

He will use the [Mad Enhancement] skill of the Purification Knights directly on himself.

This allows them to burn their life force and unleash their strongest combat power.

"Then let me defeat you!" Emiya stepped forward.

"I absolutely cannot lose!"

Agravain roared as he charged forward.

However.

As he launched his attack, Emiya's figure blurred and disappeared.

When the primary election came again, they still came from behind him.

The dagger in his hand sliced across the man's throat, a hint of sadness in his voice. "You did nothing wrong. The world is the one at fault, and I will be the one to mend it!"

"I haven't lost yet... there are still things I haven't finished..."

It fell heavily to the ground.

The last Knight of the Round Table to fight,

The number of comments increased dramatically in an instant.

[Alas, he was a pitiful man, single-mindedly devoted to the continuation of Britain!]

[It turns out that parents really need to get certified, otherwise the impact on their children is too serious!]

[Agravain, Mordred, Gawain... Morgan single-handedly fathered half of the Knights of the Round Table!]

I'm increasingly curious to see how the real Knight of the Round Table will react to this video.

[Tsk, his Black History Exposed, Public Execution!]

Amidst countless discussions.

Rumble~

The door was slowly pushed open by the crowd.

The god, seated high on his throne, truly appeared before the group.

"Answer me, who are you?"

The Lion King sat on his throne, gazing coldly at the crowd from afar, and declared, "I am the Lion King, King of Storms, and Lord of the End! The wielder of the Holy Lance!"

The sound alone sent shivers down the spines of everyone present.

Bedivere, Mashu, and the others stared at each other in utter shock.

Each of them felt as if their bodies were being forcibly expelled, and they didn't even have the right to stand steadily in front of the other person!

"My God, that's terrifying! Just the sound alone is enough to make you kneel down and submit!"

Mashu stared at the other person with a solemn expression.

Even if they are far apart, even if the other party doesn't make a single move.

But simply sitting on the throne evoked a suffocating sense of despair.

Emiya stepped forward, blocking the crowd. "Lion King, we have come to protect Human Order and defeat you!"

"To restore Human Order is tantamount to ending my life!"

The Lion King stared at him coldly. "I regret to inform you that you will not be chosen by the Holy Lance. Although your soul is filled with good, you allow evil, and even willingly embody it!"

"Prepare to die! In the Lord Camelot I have created, your soul is unnecessary!"

Its holy spear shone with dazzling light, and its destructive power descended with a deafening roar.

Mashu rushed forward immediately, roaring, "Don't even think about hurting my senior! Reveal yourself—"

[The Lord Camelot (Lord Camelot)!]

The shield shone brightly, transforming into an enormous city wall that crashed down before everyone.

However.

Even before the city walls had fully materialized, they were still fiercely struck by the golden holy spear.

Mashu was sent flying with a powerful thud.

Her hasty defensive stance prevented her from unleashing her true power.

Not to mention.

The one before me is a genuine deity.

It's a miracle that it wasn't blown to pieces on the spot!

"Mashu, let me do it!"

Wuming reached out and hugged the other person, gently placing them to the side.

Holding the Fantasy Summon Card in his hand, he began to pray once more, "Please, all of me who have walked through Human History, lend me your power once more!"

The blank card, despite not being linked to any Heroic Spirit, still shone with dazzling light.

A mysterious and vast magical power was surging wildly.

"Hmm, you want to summon your past selves from different Timeline?"

The Lion King looked down at him indifferently, "Give up. Before me, the King of Storms, a true god, everything you do is in vain!"

No matter how many ants there are, they are still just ants.

Even countless ants combined could not threaten a god!

However.

As the boy began to call out, the Lion King frowned slightly, sensing that all the worlds were responding frantically.

Under this response.

An extremely powerful force emanated from the blank summoning card.

A destructive force surged wildly.

A series of extremely familiar scenes flashed before my eyes.

Traveling through the Qin Dynasty, one can see the figure of a perfect teacher, even though one clearly doesn't want to be Ying Zheng's teacher.

A faint smile appeared on his face, "I can't stand it anymore. Why does every version of me have to sacrifice themselves? As you wish, go and end it all!"

It bestowed immense power, which was transmitted into the praying boy's body through a mysterious, almost True Magic connection.

Then, he continued to teach the naive and inexperienced young Ying Zheng...