"Mordred, isn't your wish to liberate Al's life from Alaya? If you enter a foreign land now, your wish will never be fulfilled!"
"So... I will ask you later, father."
"Mordred..."
Before Shirou could reply, Mordred turned off the soul communication of the Star Cup.
She held the star cup in her hand and looked at the slowly opened star eye. She was no longer sad, but a faint smile appeared on her face.
She once resented her destiny, she had escaped her ending, and she had even fantasized about her own beautiful result.
And all that gave birth to the eternal empire.
Looking at that eye, she recalled that in the plane of the past, the clay figure entrusted with Shi Lang's thoughts.
What she wanted, what she wanted, what she was unwilling to...her true desire, perhaps, was not at all to liberate her mother's life from Alaya's contract, but love.
Yes.
Love.
Mother's love, father's love, friend's love, partner's love, world's love...
It turned out that her wish was actually such selfishness.
But
Mother, father, Kiara, the killing house who claims to be her disciple, the worried Master-Lion Jiejieli and Matthew, the other one who is bickering, Gilgamesh with a bad mouth, Attila the clumsy, and Gaia... …
Before she knew it, it turned out that her heart's shortcomings had long been filled with the love around her.
No longer extreme, no longer biased, you can face your own heart and destiny.
"I won't run away from you again. Actually, you are myself." Mordred said seriously, looking at the real Star Cup Eye.
——What are you fighting for?
There is an evil will, asking her.
Yes, what exactly is Mordred fighting for? For some reason, he would not hesitate to bear the eternal infamy, subvert the eternal dynasty, and kill relatives and friends. And why do you want to cross that inhuman door now?
The Star Cup was very interested in this. This is a problem that has always existed since Mordred was snatched from the behemoth of the Apocalypse.
For this reason, He was very silent, silent, just to explore this problem.
What are you fighting for?
For mother? For the father? For relatives and friends? Or for those who respect her?
For what?
"Fight for the dawn, for the future, for all uselessness." The tough and willful shell that protects himself has been melted by love. Mordred gently looked at the eye of the star cup and asked: "Did you hear it? The snow in my heart, the melting voice."
The three eyes above the star cup exude a strong light.
In an instant, the light enveloped Mordred's whole body. Almost for an instant, Mordred's skin, organs, spiritual foundation, and human concepts were all burned out...
The whole person turned into a bluish flame demon, covered with strange and terrifying runes.
Mordred in this posture is so terrible, but his eyes are so bright.
The dark blue flame on his body is so evil, but his eyes are so soft and warm.
"The emperor of heaven-it was me who gave birth to you, and you who destroyed you will eventually be me! This is my destiny, and also your destiny!"
Mordred slowly drew up the burning sword, and swung the sword that incurred destruction at the great arm of the emperor that day.
The endless blue light, with a "boom", fell on the giant arm of the Emperor.
Just listening to the sound of "Ka Ka Ka" one after another, the giant arm of the Emperor of Heaven began to crack, with trillions of cracks winding straight from the fist toward the root.
However, even so, the giant arm of the Emperor of Heaven still fell towards the earth.
Mordred was in the air, turning his head to look at Shirou.
Without words, just a look in his eyes, Shi Lang understood Mordred's meaning:-Retreat, father. You are the leader.
Shi Lang clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and roared, "Withdraw--!"
Mei Lin glanced at Shi Lang without saying a word, but his eyes were so painful, and then turned to Shi Lang's order.
The army began to retreat.
"How can I let you run away!" Lucius yelled, and the special combat troops turned to kill the heroes.
Mordred stretched out his hand, and the earth burned with faint blue **** fire, forcing Lucius and the others to step back and beware.
They can feel that the flame can burn out the constancy.
"Mordred--"
Shi Lang glanced at the Demon of Love in mid-air, then turned his back and walked towards the portal.
That kid is his pride, always.
He always wanted to get close to that child, but he was twisted and at a loss, which created a estrangement between him and her, but now the estrangement has disappeared, and the time together is so short.
Is it true that the Pendragon family are all destined to be like this?
Shilang didn't know, but he knew that he now couldn't cry because of it, let alone lose his mind because of it.
Fathers can cry, men can be weak, but leaders cannot.
He regretted taking over as the leader, but he must do so.
Mordred watched Shi Lang and the others leave, then looked at the giant arm of the Emperor who fell from the sky, and slowly opened his hands.
At that moment, the falling giant arm collided with the earth.
"Boom——!!!"
Horrible agitation.
The earth, the island, the holy apostle, the golem of the butterfly, the special forces of the empire, Galahad, Mordred, the star cup... everything is submerged in the endless holy light.
...
The army retreated back to Tirnano, Shiro let them rest for a while.