"Clang—!"
A dazzling radiance shone above the main gate of the Holy City like the sun, surging outward like a tide and covering the entire world.
"...!"
"...!"
Countless cries of surprise, grief, and agony rang out within the radiance, yet they were all drowned out by the light.
At that moment, everything between heaven and earth seemed to have been reduced to this single light, as though nothing else was allowed to exist. Before it, everything else appeared so small.
Even the fearsome dragons were seemingly intimidated by the light. They could only howl mournfully before being swallowed up by the radiance surging outward like a tide.
The scene resembled both the dawn of primordial chaos and the end of the world.
At least, from above, all one could see was the light covering the land for dozens or even hundreds of kilometers around the Holy City, as though the fallen sun had descended there, appearing so sacred and radiant.
Only after a long while did the radiance gradually begin to fade.
"Ugh..."
Gawain, Tristan, Mordred, Agravain, and the other Knights of the Round Table slowly lowered the hands they had raised before themselves.
"Ah..."
The Purification Knights and the refugees simply stood there in a daze, unable to react for a long time.
"..."
Mashu had lowered the shield in her hands at some point, staring blankly at the top of the city wall.
There, the Holy Lance radiating boundless light in Artoria's hands gradually dimmed. The Lance of Light shrank and faded bit by bit until it vanished completely, returning to its original spiral lance form.
Even so, astonishing Divine Aura and magical energy continued to surge from Artoria's body.
Her expression had remained cold and calm from beginning to end.
In front of Artoria, at the