"Plucky...Plucky clattered..."
The hanging garden hanging high in the air didn't know when it started, and it gradually collapsed.
Bursts of purple-black poisonous gas permeated the garden like a thick fog, and enveloped the entire garden.
Under the erosion of poisonous gas, the garden is undergoing shocking changes.
The life of flowers and trees was taken away, and gradually withered.
The vitality of the earth is consumed and turned into dry stones.
Building after building was piled up with sand, gradually being stained grayish white in the terrible poisonous gas, and then falling with the wind.
Under such circumstances, the entire sky garden seemed to be melted snow, cracking bit by bit, gradually disintegrating, and finally scattered like gravel in the direction of the earth.
Under such circumstances, the Hanging Garden finally lost the power to continue to soar, and began to fall downward amidst bursts of roar.
Poisonous gas surged above like a swamp.
The surrounding airflow can't even get close.
The violent friction turned the whole Hanging Garden into a huge meteorite, with fire light appearing, and it fell downward in acceleration.
If this continues, it is not difficult to imagine the disaster that this meteorite that fell on the ground will cause.
Not to mention, the terrible poisonous gas that has been volatilizing above will also follow the falling of the sky garden, attacking the real earth.
At that time, facing the terrible poison that even the gods feared, this era will also encounter terrible effects, ushering in a catastrophe no different from the end of the world.
It's a pity that this meteorite, which is about to cause great damage to human history, is destined to not fall to the ground.
"Boom..."
At first it was just a small flower.
A small firework resembling a red lotus.
It burned in the center of the garden that gradually turned into a meteorite without any warning, and gradually became strong.
The red lotus fire is beautiful.
In the purple-black poisonous gas like a swamp, the bright colors seemed to add a little pleasing to the world, making it no longer wither.
The red lotus fire is also sacred.
In the mist that carried amazing toxicity, it was like silt and not stained, slowly burning, burning all the poisonous gas that was trying to erode.
As the red lotus flame grew stronger and stronger, finally, it exploded in one breath.
Like a swelling ocean current, the flames of the red lotus attacked in all directions, enclosing the entire sky garden.
The garden in the sky, which fell towards the earth, completely turned into a big fireball in this way.
In the big fireball, everything is burning.
Flowers and trees are burning.
The earth palace is burning.
The rubble was burning.
The poisonous mist is also burning.
"Om!"
Not far from the burning sky garden, a eagle carrying several masters and several servants appeared in the air like a mirage.
"what… "
I don't know who made this sound.
That is marveling.
That is moving.
At this moment, whether it was Yuan Laiguang, Fiore, Cowles, Zieg, or Astorfo, the eyes staring at the burning red lotus fire were filled with wonder and emotion.
Because it is too beautiful and too sacred.
Obviously it was a karma fire that could burn everything to the point, but no one felt it terrible.
At least, among the people present, no one would not know what the meaning of the flame represents.
How could the red lotus fire burning at the cost of the saint's life be terrible
That flame, its meaning is not to destroy, but to purify all sins in the world.
Therefore, the sky garden is burning, and the poison in the myth is burning.
Everything about the inevitable catastrophe that was about to bring to human history was burned in the sacred flame and gradually purified.
Therefore, everyone's heart is only moved, not fear.
However, in addition to being moved, there is also an indelible grief in everyone's hearts.
"Jan of Arc..."
Astorfo's voice brought a weeping sadness.
Zieg, Fiore, and Cowles were also silent one after another, and the emotions flowing in their hearts were nothing but grief.
Only Yuan Laiguang, staring at the red lotus fire that purifies all evil, has no sadness in his eyes, no sorrow, and some just respect.
"She is indeed a saint..."
In order to save the people on the earth and wipe out the coming disaster, the saint named Joan burned herself and turned into a red lotus fire, burning the garden and poisonous gas to the point, leaving no trace of residue.
For the source Laiguang who had a "ghost" sealed in his body, that saint was too dazzling.
Of course, Yuan Laiguang's heart was also filled with sorrow.
Although there are not many exchanges with Joan, this Genji leader who is like a maternal incarnation still can't help thinking like this.
"She is only nineteen years old..."
Why can such a young girl give her life for the sake of mankind
This point, as a hero, Yuan Laiguang is not incapable of understanding, but he also understands that he can't understand everything.
Because Gen Yoshimitsu is just a hero, and he was only a Kyoto, not the whole mankind.
For this reason, Yuan Laiguang believes that he should not arrogantly understand the other's consciousness, just respect.
However, tears alone cannot be shed.
After all, that’s not a bad thing, is it
With this thought, Yuan Laiguang watched the garden that was gradually disappearing under the burning of the red lotus fire.
"Gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"
The wailing of the big poisonous snake in Mesopotamia mythology was gradually burned out in the red lotus karmic fire, and finally disappeared completely.
In this way, the garden carrying the poisonous mythological level ushered in purification and was burned to death.
At this time, Fiore let out an exclamation.
"Look there!"
Everyone immediately followed the direction Fiore pointed and looked towards the center of the red lotus fire.
In the next second, everyone saw it.
"Zheng!"
The great holy grail that bloomed with ten thousand meters of light was like being sheltered by the red lotus fire. Not only did it show no signs of being burned, but was entrusted by the flames.
"Master!"
Yuan Laiguang didn't even think about it, turning himself into a thunder and lightning, flashing towards the big holy grail held by the flames of the red lotus.
"Junying! Let's pass too!"
Astorford quickly patted the head of the eagle, causing the eagle to scream of dissatisfaction and rush in the direction of the Great Holy Grail.
And no one found out.
The red lotus fire holding the Great Holy Grail is gradually turning into a beautiful figure.
Gorgeous cyan hair flying in the flames.
The dazzling figure is suspended in the light of the Holy Grail.
World-class singers appear before the Great Holy Grail like a goddess born in flames.
Immediately, he slowly opened his eyes, showing a helpless smile, and said so.
"What a wayward..."