For him now, the present is the mont.
Not the past, nor the future—just the present.
And right now, he was walking a tightrope; if he were even slightly grazed by this 666, he would either die or be severely wounded.
At this mont, although he could use the magic developed during his ti as King Solomon, he refrained from doing so.
Because all of his magical energy was dedicated to one Noble Phantasm—the Bounded Field of the Wind King.
Rather than a Noble Phantasm, it was more accurate to say this was actually a spell.
Through this spell, he could manipulate the wind in various ways.
It was precisely because of this spell that he was able to evade 666's attacks.
If he didn't focus all his magical energy on this spell and instead used other magic, he would likely be instantly annihilated by 666.
And this Bounded Field of the Wind King was the first reward he received after reaching 1% completion in his role.
As for the second reward, sorry, he hadn't reached the percentage for the second reward yet.
So, what should he do?
In his current state, even dodging required extre caution, and his occasional counterattacks were specifically aid at its eyes—there was no way to kill 666.
If this dragged on, once his magical energy was depleted, it would be his death.
So, what should he do?
Wait. Wait for the Star Holy Sword to be completed.
Right now, the World Tree was helping him forge the Star Holy Sword, and the reason the World Tree was crafting it was because the system had directly transmitted the information to the World Tree.
[Star Holy Sword manufacturing technology has been transmitted to the World Tree.]
Just like that, such a ssage appeared and then fell silent.
Moreover, it didn't even inform him that creating this Star Holy Sword could be used to defeat 666—it was purely about sending the data.
It was like if your computer got a virus, and soone nearby silently handed you a USB drive—which actually contained antivirus software, but the person didn't say there was antivirus software inside, so you'd be a bit confused.
Thus, the World Tree was also confused for a mont before it realized and began the installation, starting to manufacture the Star Holy Sword.
"Bang—Boom!"
In the end, he was slightly struck, and who knows how many bones in his body were broken.
But it was almost done.
In the blink of an eye—
A surging light engulfed the 666.
And he, having exhausted all his power, collapsed, with no extra energy to heal himself.
But he soon felt the healing power of the World Tree.
And the holy sword in his hand wasn't fully completed yet; it was only temporarily and barely usable.
...
Qin Empire.
"Success, is it?"
Before him, in an anomalous space, there were intricate spells connected to two Akashic systems.
And in this space, sothing had finally taken shape—
Another special Noble Phantasm had just been completed, and it was the one that had taken the longest so far.
Since the rewards after King Arthur began, they often ca with the technology to manufacture so Noble Phantasms.
Therefore, having deeply researched the system, he had co to understand a few things.
It turns out that so special specification Noble Phantasms were actually completed with the assistance of his future self.
After all, this isn't the world of Type-Moon, and the mythological systems have so differences that require adjustnts to recreate Noble Phantasms suitable for this world.
The completed Noble Phantasm before them was called a sword, but it didn't look like one.
Its blade was composed of three cylindrical-edged segnts.
...
The arena of the Ragnarök battle.
"Haa~"
Le Fay and Irina finally breathed a sigh of relief.
The terrifying Beast of the Apocalypse had finally been slain by King Arthur.
And King Arthur had obtained the so-called Holy Sword.
Before acquiring the Holy Sword, the heart-stopping battle scenes had tornted their emotions, making them fluctuate between heaven and hell repeatedly.
Only after 666 was destroyed did the World Tree regain its proper radiance, and the entire space beca dreamlike.
This must be the true Avalon.
"This is strange, isn't it?"
"Why did the main World Tree allow this human to enter? Why didn't it inform the gods?"
The two ravens continued chattering noisily, deeply resentful that a human could receive such treatnt from the main World Tree.
The next second, the two ravens suddenly fell silent, death-glared into submission by their master.
Odin could sowhat understand why this human was chosen—the main World Tree held so distrust toward the gods as well.
After all, that 666 was originally a creation of the gods.
Another point was likely that it truly couldn't call upon the gods, unable to directly connect the space to the heavenly realm. It could only open in the human world, where King Arthur happened to find it.
So it placed its hopes in him.
"Haa~"
Le Fay and Irina sighed again as the intensely oppressive chief god Odin finally departed.
"What's wrong, Miss Safara?"
Rossweisse noticed the otherworldly shrine maiden watching the chief god with an uneasy expression.
"No, it's nothing"
Safara, who had been about to say sothing, ultimately swallowed her words.
"You suspect him, don't you?"
The one who spoke these insightful words was Serafall.
According to Safara, so gods had already rebelled, becoming insiders for the primordial gods.
Therefore, Serafall strongly suspected that this chief god Odin might be one of the traitors.
Because Odin had recomnded Beelzebub for the second match.
She suspected the chaos in the second and fifth matches was deliberately orchestrated by Odin to avenge his son's death, as the turmoil could likely spill over into the human world.
And then, wasn't it convenient that Odin coincidentally suffered severe, near-fatal injuries? This would allow him to avoid participating.
This Odin gave her the feeling of being the true god of trickery!
It made her feel creeped out!
In the Akashic Records chamber.
Brunhilde was searching for a human capable of opposing that god.
Although that mysterious individual might have already made arrangents, he hadn't provided her with any guidance yet, so she couldn't afford to not have contingency plans.
Who should it be?
"What is this? It tastes terrible"
The sudden voice made Brunhilde freeze for a mont.
He had appeared without her noticing at all, and was even eating her specially made salted licorice pie.
So it seed this king was finally going to step into the arena, wasn't he?
[T/N: Finally he is back!]
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