Leviathan ignored the wound on his back.
Dark red blood was still seeping from the wound on his back, and golden energy remnants were embedded in the gaps of his scales like burning marks.
pain.
It hurts a lot.
But Leviathan didn't care.
A deep, dark flame burned in the center of its golden pupils; all reason was consumed by Wrath.
There was only one target: the woman riding a white horse who pierced its back with a golden beam of light.
Leviathan's massive body was suddenly propelled forward.
Its over 500-meter length left a dark purple afterimage in the air, its speed significantly faster than before. It covered a distance of nearly a kilometer in less than half a second.
The air exploded behind it, and the white ring of sonic boom continued to spread. Arrows and rubble left on the ground were swept up by the shockwave, forming a chaotic debris belt.
The dark purple jaws stretched to their limit, Leviathan's massive maw opened before the Lion King, chaotic energy surging deep within its mouth, and two rows of sharp teeth, like inverted mountain peaks, gleamed coldly in the reflection of its golden pupils.
Then--
Click.
Leviathan's mouth slammed into a wall.
A golden, semi-transparent barrier appeared out of thin air in front of the Lion King, completely blocking Leviathan's gaping maw.
Leviathan's sharp teeth bit into the surface of the barrier, producing a harsh, metallic scraping sound, but the barrier remained unmoved.
There wasn't even a single crack.
Leviathan's pupils contracted slightly.
Its power is enough to shatter a mountain, crush an army into dust, and overturn the foundations of a city.
But this bite didn't even scratch the surface of the barrier.
"..."
The Lion King sat on his white horse, looking through the golden barrier at the enormous mouth that almost covered the entire sky.
Her expression remained calm.
The golden pupils reflected Leviathan's fangs, without the slightest ripple.
The Protection of the World's End.
This is the absolute protection bestowed upon King Arthur by the Holy Lance Rhongomyniad.
Rhongomyniad is the tower at the end of the world, a pillar of light anchoring the world.
As long as the Lion King wields the Holy Lance, she is conceptually equivalent to being at the end of the world.
The end of the world has neither a beginning nor an end.
Any physical attack is negated by the concept itself before it even reaches its "end".
Leviathan knew nothing of this.
It only knows that it can't bite through it.
So it changed its approach.
The enormous tail swept across from the side, accompanied by a whooshing sound powerful enough to tear the atmosphere apart, and slammed heavily onto the surface of the golden barrier.
The barrier trembled slightly.
Then it was restored to its original state.
Leviathan slapped again with its forelimbs.
The barrier remained completely still.
Leviathan circled the barrier, launching attacks from different angles: biting, scratching, slapping, sweeping, and ramming.
All physical attacks were blocked by that golden, semi-transparent barrier.
"..."
Leviathan hovered in the air, its massive head tilting slightly as if in thought.
Then it opened its mouth.
This time it wasn't a bite.
A beam of energy erupted from deep within its mouth.
A chaotic beam of light shot out from Leviathan's throat and struck the golden barrier directly.
This attack had a completely different effect than the previous ones.
The surface of the golden barrier began to change at the location where it was struck by the energy beam.
The translucent golden energy, as if dissolved by some kind of strong acid, spread outward from the point of impact, forming an ever-expanding hole.
The edges of the hole continue to widen.
Golden energy dripped from the edge of the hole like melted wax and dissipated into the air.
The Lion King's expression finally changed.
The atmosphere became extremely solemn.
She frowned slightly and swung the Holy Lance forward.
Another golden, cone-shaped beam of energy descended from the sky, striking Leviathan squarely in the side.
boom.
The same attack as last time. Same power, same angle, same energy composition.
But the results are completely different.
The golden beam of light struck Leviathan's scales, scattering energy that left a shallow burn mark on the scales before dissipating.
It couldn't even penetrate the scales.
That last attack pinned Leviathan from the sky to the ground, leaving a wound several meters long on its back.
This time, only a shallow mark was left.
Leviathan has developed resistance to attacks from the Holy Lance.
The same attack method is ineffective against it.
The Lion King stared at the faint mark and remained silent for two seconds.
Then she looked at the ever-expanding dissolution hole on the golden barrier.
The hole has expanded to nearly ten meters in diameter, and the golden energy is still dissipating from the edges.
If it continues to expand, the barrier won't last long.
"... We have to go all out."
The Lion King's voice was very soft, as if he were talking to himself.
Then she jumped off the white horse.
The white horse transformed into a golden speck of light the moment she landed, then vanished into the air.
The Lion King's feet touched the ground, his white armor gleaming with a holy light in the afterglow of the setting sun.
The lion-shaped helmet also turned into specks of light and dissipated, revealing a face that looked exactly like Artoria Pendragon.
Azure eyes, fair skin, and an almost divine majesty that transcends humanity.
She raised the Holy Lance.
Then the entire Holy City changed.
The white stone bricks of the city wall began to glow with a golden light. The light peeled off the surface of the bricks and transformed into pure golden energy, converging towards the Holy Lance in the Lion King's hand.
The stone slabs on the street, the walls of the houses, the stone carvings of the fountain, and the iron pillars of the streetlights.
Everything transformed into a golden flow of energy at the same moment.
The entire Holy City of Camelot is like a painting that has been set ablaze, burning from the edges.
All colors turned gold, and all matter transformed into energy, converging towards the center.
Golden energy surged from all directions toward the Holy Lance in the Lion King's hand, and the Holy Lance began to change.
The originally silver-white gun body expanded, deformed, and reorganized under the wrapping of golden energy, eventually transforming into a golden gun purely woven from golden energy.
The surface of the gun has countless fine lines flowing like living blood vessels, and golden light shines through each line, illuminating half of the sky.
Meanwhile, the entire world has been changing ever since the Lion King stood where he did.
The color of the sky changed.
It was no longer the orange-red of the sunset, but a chaotic white without any clear color.
The texture of the earth has changed.
The boundary between sand and soil became blurred, like clay that had not yet been fully shaped.
The airflow has changed.
The wind has stopped.
Even the passage of time seemed to slow down.
The world is returning to its original state.
That was the world in its earliest form before the laws of physics were established.
On the other side.
Gawain, Tristan, and Mordred launched their attack simultaneously after Leviathan turned and pounced on the Lion King.
Gawain's Carnwennan unleashed another crimson beam, Mordred's Clarent cleaved with a blood-red slash, and Tristan's Failnot fired a silver arrow that seemed destined to hit its mark.
Three attacks struck Leviathan's body simultaneously from three directions.
Then it was completely ignored.
Leviathan didn't even turn around.
Its entire attention was focused on the Lion King, and the three attacks hit it like three grains of sand falling on a boulder.
"Hey, hey, hey, this is outrageous!" Mordred cursed.
Gawain didn't speak, but his brows were already furrowed into a line.
Tristan's lips twitched slightly.
"... It's truly heartbreaking. Even our attacks couldn't reach them."
The three looked at each other in bewilderment.
Then they both made the same decision.
Since we can't harm the monster, let's attack the person who summoned it.
All three of them turned their gazes to the girl with long, light blonde hair at the edge of the open space.
Mayuri stood there, holding Fou in her arms, looking bored as she gazed in the direction where Leviathan and the Lion King were facing off.
She felt three gazes fixed on her.
"..."