"You rely desecrated Cain’s flesh, using the vile spells of Necromancers and Bone Demons to extract Cain’s mories—a despicable impostor!" Tristan’s eyes grew colder by the mont. He was different from his Round Table colleague, Gawain, who held the eight knightly virtues as his highest creed and swore loyalty to the King rely to practice his own chivalric path. Tristan was a knight who placed his loyalty to the King above all else. Had it not been so, Tristan would not have chosen to betray his own creed when loyalty and chivalry could not coexist, brandishing his blade against his forr comrades.
And that is why, in Tristan’s eyes at this mont, no matter who the person before him truly was... whether it was Cain or not, from the mont he began his rebellion against His Majesty, Cain had beco an enemy, just as he had previously unsheathed his blade against Gawain.
TWANG—
The seven-string zither sounded, its musical waves transford into myriad invisible blades that sliced through space, sealing all areas around Cain. Behind him, two overwhelming surges of Magic Power were also accumulating. As knights who had made the sa decision as Tristan in the recent internal strife of the Round Table, Gareth and Agarvain had also chosen the sa path.
However, a breath later, the attacks of the three Legendary knights all landed on empty space. The figure of Cain in his black and crimson robe rely flickered like a ripple on water before reassembling itself. They looked up in astonishnt, only to see within Cain’s whirlpool mask those three, slowly rotating Silver Moons.
"So, when exactly did you begin to labor under the delusion that I had not activated Mirrored Flower, Reflected Moon?"
As if he had lost all interest in them, Shiayar did not even deign to glance at the three Knights of the Round Table. To Shiayar, the three Legendary knights would indeed be formidable opponents under normal circumstances; he could only marginally contend against them in his Black Knight cha form.Even revealing all his trump cards to defeat them would only result in a narrow victory.
However, after Tristan and his companions were tainted by the Divinity of the Crimson Moon, this Divinity beca an additional boon when facing others, making them more powerful than before. But to Shiayar, who shared the Authority of the Crimson Moon because of Augutina’s Equal Pact, this Divinity was a pure debuff. The followers of the Crimson Moon had spiritual power that was as if unguarded to Shiayar; it was trivial to tamper with. He needed only a slight activation of Moon Reading to trap them in an endless illusion from which they could not escape.And indeed, Shiayar had no interest in these phantoms of bygone days.
His actions paused montarily. The next mont, the shadow of Moon Reading in his dark eyes quietly dissolved, turning into Jayee’s operative Runes. The information lock was released. Myriad complex streams of information, through the Soul Pact between Jayee and Shiayar, gushed into his ntal sea.
「Above the Astral Realm.」
The cruising magictech machinery known as the "Scabbard of Heaven’s Wrath" was slowly adjusting its angle. Then, it aligned with the majestic city below. Countless data turned into characters, encrypted and computed by Jayee, forming one intricate trajectory after another. The vast majority were rejected. Then, only the single correct trajectory remained.
It was still the wrath falling from the firmant above. But this ti, the vessel Shiayar chose to launch was not the Sacred Spear. The Sacred Spear had depleted a considerable amount of its power after the last complete unleashing. And even without that depletion, the Sacred Spear in its complete state could not satisfy Shiayar’s requirents. Unlike the Sacred Sword held by Isadella, who was already on her Throne, the Sacred Spear was hampered by Ennie’s Soul Pact. It had not yet fully revived to its complete form: "Storm Anchor, Tower at the End of the World." Therefore, even if Shiayar were to use the Sacred Spear’s judgnt one more ti, he could do nothing against the Crimson Red Moon. The Crimson Red Moon had regained a significant fraction of the Divine Kingdom’s power, coinciding with the birth of the Imaginary Zone.
So, this ti, Shiayar chose another path: not relying on the Sacred Spear lent by Ennie, not on mystique, not on the extraordinary, but purely crafting with his own wisdom an artifact never before seen in this world, never even imagined by predecessors.
If it is said that a millennium later, the "Gustav Cannon" crafted by the Princes’ Alliance from the Golden Plains is acclaid as the pinnacle of Fourth Epoch magictech technology, then its capacity to harm Legendary experts made the Gustav Cannon a true forbidden weapon. It was also the highest secret of the Princes’ Alliance, a trump card capable of suppressing the destiny of an entire nation.
Then, at the end of the Third Era, Ye Yi was the dawn of the Fourth Epoch. An even more powerful and majestic magictech machinery artifact had already been realized.
"Launch trajectory—calculation complete."
"Secondary verification, passed."
"Safety lock First Tier—released."
"Second Tier—released."
Then, "Ignite."
「At the highest point of Calot, between the thrones.」
Although the remaining Knights of the Round Table had already departed, that lofty figure still stood steadfast between the thrones. In the Knight King’s hands, the golden radiance of the Sacred Sword flared up, blazing and radiant, lighting up the surrounding profound and silent shadows, along with the thin, Eternal Night-like veil.
"Augutina."
"Do you truly believe that by yourself, you are my match?"
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