Chapter 157
Everything has come true!
With a single sword strike, all the suppressed divine power was swept away.
Let everyone cheer!
[Holy crap! Giant Hero Emiya forever a god; he even stripped the gods of their divinity, reducing them to mortals!]
[TM really defeated the gods? This feels like a dream?]
[Haha, I'm all kneeling down now, this is so incredibly satisfying!]
[As expected of a great hero who has gathered the strength of all Emiya, truly worthy of being called the King of Emiya!]
[Could this be the origin of King Arthur in reality, who, despite lacking divinity, still wielded the Holy Lance?]
Not to mention the countless viewers.
Even the Lion King himself was filled with disbelief. "How could you, a mere mortal, transcend the limits and sever my divinity?"
Incredible!
As a deity, she reigns supreme over all living beings.
So-called mortals are nothing more than things she protects and keeps under her control.
But now, a mere mortal has managed to sever the divine authority, causing her to fall from a true god to a demigod!
"No, I haven't lost yet!"
The Lion King's usually impassive face was now filled with rage. "You mere human, you have offended the King's majesty and will surely be punished!"
She had raised the holy lance once more, its golden light blazing forth, intending to utterly destroy it.
Even if his divinity is severed, he is still an invincible king!
"The time has come. Before the end of the world, on the day the world's outer layer falls away and devours the world, I will utterly reduce you to a mortal!" Countless hideous wounds appeared on Emiya's body, yet he still drew his sword and pointed it at his opponent.
The previous sword strike was a powerful strike he had learned from Hassan Grand Assassin King Hassan, by combining the power of Emiya from multiple Timeline.
Even the mighty Lion King had his divine authority severed by him, and was no longer a true god.
This means that he has weakened the opponent's strength by a large margin, enough to completely defeat them!
"Try it then! Even if my divinity is severed and I have to rely entirely on the power of the Holy Lance, I will still be invincible in the mortal world! Gods cannot be insulted!"
The Lion King, with his azure eyes, looked at him with extreme arrogance, "Mortal, I am the King of Storms, I am the end of the world!"
"I will preserve your lives, which have been burned to ashes, forever, making them something of immeasurable value!"
"This is the love of the gods for Anti-Human!"
This is the divine.
She was no longer the queen who was willing to sacrifice everything for Britain; she was now a ruthless and inexhaustible god.
Just then...
The knight standing behind stepped forward, looked at her, and sighed softly, "My lord, I have come to atone for my sins!"
"Who are you? You look like a knight too." The Lion King frowned slightly as he looked at the other person.
I sensed the unique energy emanating from him, characteristic of the Knight of the Round Table.
The problem is, the other party's entire body is like a rock about to crumble.
It's like burning away your soul and life, leaving only ashes!
"Heh, you don't even know your own knight Bedivere? And you call yourself a king!" Emiya mocked without any politeness.
"Bedivere? I don't know him at all! I don't have anyone like him under my command!"
The Lion King answered without hesitation.
These words made Mashu point at the other person with a trembling hand. "He's been searching for you for 1,500 years! You're not King Arthur at all, you're a complete imposter!"
He didn't even recognize Bedivere, his most loyal knight, nor the Nameless One who had taught and protected him since childhood.
He is completely unworthy of bearing the face of King Arthur!
"Sigh, I think so too. Looking at this should help me remember something."
Bedivere sighed and raised his arm.
Its dazzling light seems to embody the beliefs of countless soldiers who pursue and yearn for victory.
It was the sword of King Arthur, which Merlin transformed into his [Silver Arm] using powerful Magecraft.
Excalibur!
"Is this my holy sword?" The Lion King stared intently at the arm that shone with light.
Previously, within the Reality Marble, Emiya had Projection the same Noble Phantasm, which she mocked as an empty shell, a mere imitation.
But now.
She knew perfectly well that the true holy sword was right before her!
"My king, I am guilty! I didn't want to lose you, which prevented me from returning the holy sword three times!"
Bedivere knelt down on one knee, tears welling in his eyes, but none came.
His 1,500-year search and wait had long since dried up all his tears, and his entire life was heading towards collapse and death.
But that's enough.
This time, with the help of Emiya Mashu and others, he finally stood before the king.
His scarred face gazed tenderly at the king. "It was my fault! I failed to return the Holy Sword, allowing you to become the King of the Dead, wandering the earth. Now, I have finally found you. Please become King Arthur again!"
His perseverance over 1,500 years finally gave him hope at this moment.
The hope of redemption!
However,
Faced with Bedivere's tenacious perseverance.
"I remember the name Bedivere, but I can't recall anything about you. Throw away that sword; I don't need it anymore."
The Lion King calmly replied, "Since you are my knight, then come before me and fight against these rebels!"
"No, I refuse! Lion King, you are now merely a puppet of the Holy Lance, not a king at all!"
Bedivere shook his head without hesitation, looking at the boy beside him, "Nameless, give the order, and I will assist you in completely winning back the hearts of the king!"
Emiya sighed softly, "You must know, it is the Holy Sword that has kept you alive until now. Once the Holy Sword is returned..."
"I've already made three mistakes! I absolutely won't miss this fourth chance you've given me!"
Bedivere's tone was absolutely firm, brooking no wavering.
This is a belief he has held for 1,500 years, a conviction that transcends his own life!
Countless viewers who witnessed this were deeply moved.
[My God, this journey to return the sword, lasting fifteen hundred years, is such a heavy burden of atonement!]
[The Holy Sword only stops the body from growing, but the spirit continues to age. How can he possibly endure for over 1,500 years?]
[How could something so cruel happen, with only him continuing for such a long time?]
[Sigh, he wasn't wrong to want the king to live; the world is the one at fault!]
Under the moved gaze of everyone.
"You have endured fifteen hundred years of endless suffering, without seeing even the slightest hope. You have paid off all your sins, a despair more devastating than death."
Emiya looked at him with admiration, "You persevered endlessly through hopeless times, and from your own ashes, you fulfilled the promise you could not keep back then."
"Bedivere, don't be discouraged, don't regret it. Stand tall, you are the most perfect knight!"
The boy's simple words resonated with countless people.
Its 1,500-year journey of atonement has long since allowed it to repay all its sins.
Compared to the other Knight of the Round Table, he had done more than enough.
Emiya turned to look at the king in the distance. "The time has come. This is the day to devour the gods of heaven. O Lion King who has lost the hearts of the people, let you fall completely to the mortal realm!"
"No, I will never lose, for I am a god!"
The Lion King raised the sacred lance, which shone with a dazzling golden light.
The Divine Judgment is about to erupt once more, annihilating all those who rebel before it.
However.
She clearly saw that countless golden chains had appeared behind the boy in front of her, each one frantically attacking him.
It is precisely the Supreme Noble Phantasm known as the one capable of binding even gods—
[Enkidu!]
Chains bound it tightly together.
When the Lion King was a true god, he possessed defensive power at the level of a true god, making it impossible for him to be bound by Emiya's counterfeit Chains of Enkidu.
But now, he severed her divine authority with a single sword strike, rendering her no longer a god.
Therefore, she could not escape the chains of Enkidu!
"Your Majesty, on behalf of all the Knight of the Round Table, I would like to express my gratitude to you."
Bedivere strode forward, his arm radiating a dazzling light. "Back then, it was you and the Nameless One who protected Britain. You were our brightest star. My king, I can finally return the Holy Sword!"
"Wait, if you use this sword, you will die too!" the Lion King exclaimed in astonishment.
"I should have died 1,500 years ago; now I'm nothing but a corpse clinging to life."
The light on Bedivere's arm shone even brighter. "Devour my soul, Silver Meteor!"
"A fleeting glimpse, the Silver Arm!!!"
His arm completely transformed into the original form of the holy sword, carrying the unwavering resolve of countless soldiers striving for victory, and slashed fiercely at [the Rhongomyniad]!
Under this dazzling attack, the Holy Lance was destroyed with a deafening roar.
The power that had corrupted the Lion King and transformed him into a god vanished completely in that instant!
At the same time.
His entire body began to completely turn into shattered rock, collapsing and breaking apart madly!
This scene.
The Lion King was finally moved. "I remember now. On Sword Hill, the face of that knight with swollen eyes from crying... So you've been wandering ever since because of your regret from back then!"
"Stand tall, Bedivere, you are the most perfect knight!"
Click~ Click~
Bedivere's body completely collapsed and dissipated.
But for the first time, a bright smile bloomed on her face.
In his final moments, he finally made amends for his mistakes!
The Holy Sword has been returned!
[Damn, a brick got into my eye!]
[Sigh, I'm getting old, I really can't bear to see such sad scenes!]
Bedivere, you are the perfect knight, you did a fantastic job!
[Their steadfast commitment for 1,500 years in an attempt to atone for their sins is truly heartbreaking.]
Amidst countless emotions...
With the Holy Lance completely vanished, the entire Singularity is also heading towards collapse.