The Lion King's golden figure was suppressed at the center of the lightning pillar, her body retreating continuously under the golden light.
Her Holy Lance trembled.
Her world is collapsing.
The expansion of the primordial world has ceased.
Then it started to reverse.
The white sky began to return to its normal color, and the golden energy withdrew from all directions, converging back onto the Holy Lance.
The power of the Seventh Lightning was unstoppable.
The azure lightning bolts completely overwhelmed the golden light, engulfing the Holy Lance and the Lion King together.
"--!!"
The Lion King's voice was drowned out by the roar of thunder.
The golden light struggled for a few seconds at the center of the lightning pillar.
Then it shattered.
The golden shell of the Holy Lance shattered from the inside out like a broken mirror, and countless golden fragments dissipated in the blue-green lightning.
The Lion King's figure vanished in the lightning.
After absorbing the golden pillar of light, the lightning bolt's energy continued to surge forward for a distance before gradually dissipating into the sky.
The blue-green arcs of electricity crackled and popped in the air, as if celebrating a victory.
Then everything went quiet.
The sky returned to its normal color.
The cracks in the earth gradually stopped spreading.
The laws of the primordial world completely dissipated, and the laws of physics returned to this land.
The wind picked up again.
The last rays of the setting sun illuminated the earth once more.
The Lion King has disappeared.
Not even a single fragment remained.
The energy of the golden Holy Lance completely dissipated, and the anchor that had once pinned the world's end vanished from this Singularity at that moment.
The walls of the Holy City city of Camelot still stand, but the golden sheen on them has faded, leaving only ordinary gray-white stone bricks.
Without the Lion King's laws to sustain it, the protective barrier of the Holy City silently crumbled.
The buildings that were originally reinforced by the Holy Lance began to show cracks. Although they did not collapse immediately, it was foreseeable that the city would soon become an empty shell.
The Lion King, representing the power of the Holy City.
They were successfully defeated by Chaldea.
"..."
Gawain stood still.
The Carnwennan slipped from his grasp and stuck into the ground.
He gazed at the sky where the Lion King had vanished, his mouth slightly open, but he couldn't utter a word.
Mordred was also stunned.
Wang Jian's sword tip dragged on the ground, making a metallic scraping sound, but she didn't notice at all.
"Father..."
"Father is gone...?"
No one answered her.
Leviathan circled in the air once, confirming that the Lion King's Spirit Origin reaction had completely disappeared, before turning its gaze to the two stunned Knights of the Round Table on the ground.
The remaining Knights of the Round Table were nothing but small fry compared to it.
Its eyes narrowed slightly.
Those two little ones were harassing Mayuri the whole time.
Leviathan slowly descended, its massive body hovering directly above Gawain and Mordred, its dark purple shadow covering their entire bodies.
The two of them didn't dare to move under its gaze.
Leviathan opened its mouth, revealing a mouthful of sharp teeth.
"..."
Mayuri glanced at the situation on Leviathan's side and confirmed that the Lion King had been dealt with, so the matter in the Holy City was considered settled.
Next, it's time to go find Ritsuka Fujimaru and the others.
Its jet-black wings unfurled, and it flew off in the direction Ritsuka Fujimaru and the others had fled.
The wind brushed past my ear, and the black feathers left a faint afterimage in the air.
A distance of seven or eight kilometers can be covered in just a few seconds.
Mayuri saw Ritsuka Fujimaru and Mash behind the sand dunes.
Mash stood on the outermost edge, holding up her shield.
Ritsuka Fujimaru was squatting on the ground, bandaging the wounds of an injured old man.
The refugees gathered in twos and threes; some were trembling, some were crying, and some were praying.
The little girl holding the doll squatted down next to Ritsuka Fujimaru, wiping the sweat from her forehead with her sleeve.
Mayuri stopped in mid-air, folded her wings, and landed on the ground.
Fou jumped off her arms, ran to Mash's feet, and rubbed against her armor.
"Fu!"
"Miss Mayuri!" Mash was the first to notice her. "Are you alright? The energy reaction over there was extremely violent just now."
"Fine."
Mayuri waved her hand.
Then she looked at Ritsuka Fujimaru.
" The Lion King has been defeated by Leviathan."
Ritsuka Fujimaru stopped bandaging her hands.
She slowly raised her head and looked at Mayuri's expression.
"... What?"
" Lion King was just destroyed by Leviathan. Even his Spirit Origin origin has disappeared."
Mayuri's tone was as flat as if she were reporting what she had for lunch that day.
Ritsuka Fujimaru stared blankly for several seconds, her mouth agape.
" The Lion King is... gone?"
"Just like that, it's gone."
Ritsuka Fujimaru looked at Mash.
Mash also looked shocked, her purple eyes filled with disbelief.
They had already witnessed the power of Mayuri and Leviathan back in Singularity F.
At that time, they tried every method and spent a lot of time and energy, but they still couldn't get Leviathan to take it seriously.
At that time, Leviathan was like a black hole that could never be fathomed, dealing with any attack it encountered only with the most basic power.
But now.
The Lion King.
A being that may possess god-like power.
Mayuri interrupted her thoughts.
" The Lion King has been defeated; now only the Pharaoh and the People of the Mountain remain as factions."
"The Pharaoh possesses the Holy Grail. Once we eliminate him and obtain the Holy Grail, this Singularity should be successfully conquered."
"Although he said he wasn't the culprit, we still need to confirm it again."
Ritsuka Fujimaru processed the information Mayuri had given her, then nodded.
"Alright. Let's go back to the People of the Mountain's camp first."
She stood up, brushed the sand off her knees, and looked at the refugees around her.
Those who survived the holy punishment had no idea what had just happened.
All they knew was that the sky suddenly turned gold and blue, then the earth shook violently, and then everything returned to calm.
Some people are still trembling.
Some people are already grateful to have survived.
"These people..."
"We must take them all back to the People of the Mountain's camp."
Ritsuka Fujimaru looked at Mayuri and Mash.
"They were looking for a new place to live; there's no way they can go back to the Holy City."
" The People of the Mountain's camp may have poor conditions, but at least they can survive."
Mayuri did not object.
Mash nodded.
"I agree with your decision, senior."
"Then let's go."
Ritsuka Fujimaru turned to face the refugees and took a deep breath.
"Everyone, please listen to me."
The refugees' eyes were fixed on her.
"We can no longer return to the Holy City. The Lion King has been defeated."
"If you'd like, you can come with us to the People of the Mountain's camp. It's poor there, but at least it's safe."
The refugees looked at each other in bewilderment.
People started whispering.
A middle-aged man stepped forward; he was the one who had initially stopped Ritsuka Fujimaru from approaching the group.
He looked at Ritsuka Fujimaru, his lips moved, and finally he asked a question.
"Is everything you're saying true?"
It's true.
The middle-aged man remained silent for a few seconds.
Then he turned around and faced the other refugees.
Let's go.
"To the camp of the People of the Mountain."
The column began to move.
The distance from the outer perimeter of the Holy City walls to the People of the Mountain camp is not short; it would take a normal person about two days to walk there.
But this time, Mayuri is in the group.
To be precise, Leviathan.
After obtaining Ritsuka Fujimaru's consent, Mayuri summoned Leviathan.
When the behemoth, over 500 meters tall, appeared in the sky above the desert, the refugees' first reaction was to scream.
My second reaction was to run away.
The third reaction was realizing there was no escape, and then resignedly squatting on the ground, trembling.
"You can just sit on its back; it won't bite."
When Ritsuka Fujimaru told them this, no one believed her.
"This thing... it really doesn't bite?"
"Don't bite."
Are you sure?
"Sure."
Does it eat people?
"..."
Ritsuka Fujimaru turned around and glanced at Mayuri.
Mayuri shrugged.
"It depends on my mood."
" Mayuri!!"
"Just kidding. It won't eat anything while I'm around."
After repeatedly confirming that Leviathan would not eat people, the refugees began to try to accept this unprecedented mode of transportation.
Most of the elderly, women, and children were placed on Leviathan's back and looked after by several refugees from the People of the Mountain.
Leviathan was quite cooperative.
It lay motionless on the ground, letting the refugees climb up and down, occasionally glancing with its huge eyes at the little ones scratching at its scales, and then yawning.
The little girl holding the doll was the first person to dare touch Leviathan's scales.
She was lifted onto Leviathan's back by her father, and at first she clung tightly to his clothes, afraid to let go.
But ten minutes later, she lay on Leviathan's scales, touching the dark purple scales with her hands, her eyes sparkling with curiosity.
"Daddy, it's so smooth!"
"Don't touch me!"
"It feels so good!"
The team, carried by Leviathan, traversed the desert at a speed far exceeding normal limits.