The explosion in the sky shook the sky and the earth. The bright light and even the hanging sunlight were dwarfed!

But the explosion of such a powerful force, under Enqidu's deliberate control, did not cause even a single damage to the ground... The dazzling light was just flashed and fleeting...

After the aftermath, only the battlefield that seemed to have been plowed and completely turned into a ruined battlefield! However, the protagonists of both sides were gone...

The city of Tomoki, which has been noisy since the morning, has finally completely restored its appearance as a dead city, without any sound!

There is no living person, lonely, lonely... just like the Lorendan who was destroyed by himself at that time!

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Bang~!!!

The magic sword, which had once drunk countless heroes, finally left the host who had been bewitched by it for a long time, fell powerlessly on the snow, making a powerless cry!

Arthas trembled and sat down weakly against the ruins. The skeleton armor on his body had already been completely smashed by Enchidu's treasures, and only his body was broken, coupled with his messy white hair... What a scene of a hero's end!

Still alive...

This was something that even Arthas himself had never thought of! With the blessing of the mantra, the Laner's treasure was incredibly powerful! It was completely powerless to resist... Even if he and Cinderagossa joined forces, they were unable to resist! That feeling of being completely powerless... It seemed that the previous experience was at Stantholm (where Arthas was forced to massacre his people, and also where he began to fall)!

But how long hasn't this feeling been around?

At that time, I was hit by the nail of light and forced to the sky, at the center of the holy light. ⊙, watching the burst of light, watching it radiate light...

In that moment, my heart seemed to have experienced the judgment of God, and my heart was subjected to the most severe torture...

"Also... alive..."

A miserable smile appeared on his face!

At this time, Alsace no longer saw the evil and hideousness of the Lich King. Some of them were just the loneliness and loneliness of the Knight Alsace!

He had a sarcastic smile on his face and said self-deprecatingly: "So that's the case... Thanks to that strange treasure, I finally remembered why I was summoned to participate in this Holy Grail War. It turns out that in the deepest part of my heart, do you actually want to see her? I want to apologize to her in person... I want to see her... Hehehe..."

The low laughter was getting louder and louder, and it was so far away from this empty place, gradually bringing a little choking and a little sob...

The young Death Knight, alone in this unmanned place, releasing his weakness to the fullest!

And at this moment.

Rush rust...

The gentle footsteps slowly approached, disrupting the empty atmosphere!

"who!!!"

The laughter stopped immediately, and Frost's sadness was regained in his hand. The expression on Alsace's face turned cold again... The look of alertness appeared in his eyes. He was about to stand up. But his body had just risen halfway, as if he had touched some wound. The low pain was whispered, and he fell back weakly!

"It's me!"

The originally gentle steps became firmer again after realizing that they were discovered!

The knight in silver armor, step by step in the snow, walked to the dark knight with steady steps!

"It's you?!"

Alsace's eyes flashed with a fierce look!

"It's me!"

Artoria looked at the black knight who was already at the end of the road with complicated eyes, "I originally wanted to find you first, but it seemed that my ability to detect was far from me, but he snatched it first! But it's good that you're still alive..."

"Yes...I'm still alive. But I'm sorry..."

Alsace tried several times again, but found that he couldn't even stand up. His hands had even begun to gradually become blurred... It seems that even though he saved his life under Enqidu's treasure, he had already lost his master after all. While resisting the nail of light, he had already consumed all his magic power!

"But it's a pity..." He stared at Artoria tightly, with unwillingness in his tone, "It's a pity that I don't have the ability to kill you now! It's so regretful..."

"Yes... It's so regretful! It's really a pity that I can't compete with you in my heyday!"

Artoriana's green eyes looked at Arthas seriously and asked, "But it was not the knight who took advantage of others' danger! So I came to you even though I knew you were seriously injured, not to kill you, but to ask you if I have any questions."

"Ask me? What's the question?"

Artoria was slightly silent and said, "You... seem to hate me very much? Why? We shouldn't have met before?"

Arthas smiled sarcastically, "You came to me to ask this question? Don't worry too much, it's just a narrow-minded villain who can't stand others' life better than him!"

"I'm better than you...? I don't understand..."

Artoria showed a little bitterness on her face, "As a king who lost his country, I can't understand what I need to be jealous of you! As for the result, we are actually nothing different. Strictly speaking, we should be sympathetic to the same disease, right?"

"Same illness and pity each other?!!!"

Arthas showed anger on his face, "You guy really dares to say it! If I hadn't been able to move now, I would have killed you with one sword! From the first glance I saw you, I knew... Only you guy, if you met you, must kill you with your own hands! He clearly possessed everything I longed for, and he had always protected his country, and was still loved and believed by his own people until his death. This belief can even be gathered into his own strength... He clearly had such a life without regrets and no resentment, but he showed a disgusting expression of regret in front of me, a person who had nothing. Are you here to mock me? Are you here to mock people like me, and you don't even have the qualification to regret?!!!"

He struggled to get up, but unfortunately, Frost sadness could no longer bring strength to him at this moment. He fell to the ground in a mess. Arthas could only stare at the shocked Artoria with his eyes and roared: "You bastard! I never kill women... But if I have the strength now, I must kill you! You know!!"

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"I...I really regret it..."

Taking a deep breath, for some reason, facing the weak self who could crush the opponent with one finger, Artoria subconsciously felt guilty. She defended: "I don't want to show off anything in front of you, I really regret it... Even if I die, I can't protect my country! I'm pursuing the Holy Grail is to make up for my regret!"

"Repent...hehehe...sad..."

Arthas smiled bitterly, looking at the woman in front of him who was really regretting and regretting...

"What qualifications do you have to regret? You can use your whole life to protect your country and be consistent... Die to protect your country is what I want to do in my dreams! You have clearly already possessed everything I long for, but you are so ignorant of love. You tell me to repent... What about me? Who am I going to say to? Kill my father with my own hands, destroy my country with my own hands, and hurt those who love me and those who look forward to me... Living is not like living and death is not like death, and you can't even end yourself. You can only accept the torture from your heart and physical torture every day..."

Two completely different people, two kings who also regretted and suffered... In this cold snow, he asked her loudly: "You said! Who should I confess to?!!!"
Chapter completed!