The Sword of Promised Victory glowed.
The light was clear and intense.
This light once illuminated a world that was even more chaotic than the night.
This light spans the past, present and future. It is the common wish of all warriors. No, it is the common wish of all living beings on the planet. It is also the final struggle of the planet.
That was a radiance that even the Knight King had never seen in the thousand years since he held the holy sword, and it surpassed any radiance that had been used before.
That was the true power of the first holy sword forged by the planet, but if it was swung with all its strength, it could probably even shatter the stars in the sky. Just a portion of it leaked out, and everyone felt their own insignificance.
Seeing this familiar light, Sefalu's huge body that was constantly moving forward finally stopped.
"It was unpleasant to destroy my light... but... it was necessary. Holy Sword Master, I hope... you can... wait a little longer... until I have accomplished... my purpose... before destroying me. I... like... this... planet... and don't want it... to be... destroyed... by me."
"I believe you." Artoria nodded without hesitation. She could feel the pure heart of Altira hidden under his huge body. "Please hurry up. I can only suppress it for a few more seconds."
"Thank you!" The giant god showed a look of joy, and while exerting his strength, he rushed towards Kotomine Kirei with all his strength.
Kirei also dodged and ran desperately, and in a very short time he had rushed from the altar to the foot of the mountain. Although he had lost half of his body, he had already seen the light of victory—feeling the appearance of the external enemy, the Holy Sword of the Star filled up at a terrifying speed, and the dazzling light had already condensed into substance.
"It's my victory! The planet is on my side!" Kirei shouted excitedly.
"No!" The giant god, dazzled by the torrent of light, cried out in pain.
At the critical moment, a hand grasped Altria's wrist and forcibly deflected the sword's moving trajectory the moment the holy sword was swung.
Although it was only a small amount, not enough to keep the giant completely unharmed, the loss of just an arm and half of the body was not enough to take Sefalu's life.
She is still alive.
"What on earth do you want to do? My stupid sister! Do you want the planet to be destroyed?" Altluchi gritted his teeth after returning.
"Sister? Hehehe... Is it because I disappeared for too long that you have forgotten my presence?"
He reshaped his right hand that was melted by the holy sword, and used brute force to grab the Holy Sword of the Star with his left hand and threw it far away. The pure white True Ancestor turned around, and his beautiful eyes were neither bright red nor dazzling gold, but above that, a rainbow of colors that were more brilliant than the "Mystic Eyes of Distortion" and "Mystic Eyes of Death Perception" at full power.
This is the ultimate form of the concept of "Mystic Eye" that only exists in legends.
"!!!"
"you... "
"Who are you-"
The three ancient dead disciples, Altluchi, Stulut and Brad, gasped at the same time. Solomon and the primate killer were even more serious as they were facing a great enemy, and their level of seriousness was comparable to that of the destroyed giant god Sefalu.
"Zhu Yue, it's okay to call yourself that, right?"
The moment she opened her mouth, reality changed. Modern winter clothes were replaced by gorgeous white dresses, and her ear-length hair grew longer at a visible speed until it reached her waist.
Above his head, the bright, mirror-like full moon was covered in blood. The owner of the Vermilion Moon stretched out his hand toward the distance, and Kotomine Kirei, who had already run onto the main road, was instantly enveloped by an irresistible force and was dragged back in front of the Vermilion Moon.
"Impossible, you, you are dead, aren't you? Killed by the Second Magician—" Kirei questioned while struggling.
"You can use part of my power to reincarnate again and again, so why can I be destroyed so easily? Kishua is not good at soul manipulation."
Zhu Yue sneered contemptuously, and while his fantasy was materializing, he continued to inflict wounds on Kirei's body.
"Each True Ancestor is my backup reincarnation. As long as the True Ancestor is not destroyed, I will not truly perish. Your so-called eternity is nothing more than an imitation of me."
"How is...she?"
The giant god who escaped destruction by the holy sword turned back the way he came, drawing strength from the spiritual veins to repair himself while asking.
"You mean the owner of this body?" Zhu Yue was slightly stunned, then smiled and said, "I am really surprised. Aren't you enemies? I didn't expect you to care about her."
"How is she-?" repeated again.
"She, like you, voluntarily gave up the attitude she had been holding on to. If not for this, I would not have revived so quickly. Originally, according to my prediction, my true resurrection would end at the end of this planet, when the planet returns and I retrieve the 'Magic Sword, True World'; then - humans are such an incredible race. First there was Kishua, and then there was this boy named Matou Shinji."
It's no wonder Zhu Yue sighed like that. She left her own profile in every True Ancestor, which means she knows the status of every True Ancestor.
Elquet is her youngest daughter and the body she places her greatest hopes on. She has been paying attention to her since Elquet was born.
Watching her being educated by the True Ancestors to become an executioner.
Seeing her go crazy because of Luoa's scheme.
Watching her taste blood for the first time.
Watching her have her own emotions for the first time.
Watching her being awakened by a human boy.
Watching her being influenced by the boy and becoming stained with love.
Watching her become more and more like a human being.
Seeing that human sharing her blood-sucking impulse - at that time, she really wanted to kill that boy, because doing so would indefinitely extend the time it takes for her to recover. It was also at this time that she thought she really had to wait until the end of the planet before she could recover.
Unexpectedly, the thief who stole part of her power actually made a shocking reversal, allowing Elquet to return to the state when she first tasted blood, which is also the state closest to this side of her soul.
Taking this opportunity, she began to talk to Elquet, telling her to give her body to me, so that I could fulfill her wish, kill the culprit, and avenge him—Elquet had stayed in the air and done nothing before, for this reason.
Elquet agreed. In a way, she was the same as Altira, both naturally pure, simple and stubborn, and willing to sacrifice everything, including her life, for the people who mattered to her.
Magnificent and decisive!
So Altira transformed into a giant god, so Elquet gave up himself and handed his body over to Zhuyue, the source of all true ancestors, for control.
Although the body is still the same, the difference between the two in the use and control of power is not ordinary. More importantly, Zhu Yue and Altira are both outsiders and will not be directly affected by the restraining force.
You have to know that Elquet was resisting Gaia's call while fighting with Altluchi and others.