With only three breaths, the raging wave of light broke through [Our arms open up everything to reach the sky], and went straight to the distant interstellar.

The light is like a pillar, disappearing.

Everything is over.

Yes, it's all over.

People think so in their hearts.

However, when the smoke dissipated, everyone couldn't help showing stunned eyes.

The eyes of Skaha, Mordred and others shrank sharply.

I saw that on the messy land, Orion and Romulus took Shi Lang's left hand and right arm one after another, making Shi Lang unable to move. On the other side, Wang Hassan slowly raised his sword.

"How could this happen? How could this happen? Brother...didn't your brother win?" Gamo was shocked.

"It's Romulus's treasure!" Skaha clenched his fists: "That treasure blocked the holy spear for a moment! They took advantage of the moment Shirou was closest to victory and won the victory!"

Gama looked at Shilang who was being held by the Orion two, gritted his teeth, and was about to rush towards Shilang, but was caught by the old sword.

"What are you doing? That's a knight's duel!"

"I don't care about any knight's duel! All I want is my brother to survive!"

Gamo gritted his teeth.

She didn't care about warriors' duels. All she wanted was Shirou's survival. Even if it would tarnish the duel, even if it would be disgusted by Shirou, she must do it.

And this is why she became Gamo!

The old sword was stunned, and he couldn't help letting go.

Gamo was about to rush away, but it was already too late.

Wang Hassan has raised his sword.

"Your destiny has come--"

"——Stop! Stop! Grandpa!"

Lixiang yelled in pain.

"Stop it, Assassin, the eternal king can't die now!"

All the heroic spirits also yelled quickly, and they tried to stop King Hassan.

However, Wang Hassan's eyes were not soft, but only cold killing intent.

Together, the duel is doomed to end in death!

Wang Hassan's eyes were full of killing intent, but Shilang's face was very calm.

He did not see King Hassan, did not hear people screaming in panic, and did not feel the impending death.

He only saw one vortex.

In that vortex, he saw a person.

It was a teenager.

Wounded all over, he came to a foreign land alone.

I was alone, with language barriers, and difficulties were everywhere.

But the boy did not give up on himself.

He worked hard to learn the language of a foreign land and worked harder than others, and he was recognized and appreciated by many people.

Gradually, he stopped in a foreign land.

But in fact, he just wanted to go home.

Later, there was a war in a foreign land, but by chance, he drew the predestined sword, which became the hope of some people, and also became a thorn in the eyes of some people.

He could have rejected the sword and returned the sword to the destined person, but in the end he chose to accept it.

Why?

The boy said that it was just a moment of management on behalf of others.

In fact, only young people know it best, that it is just a lie.

He just had feelings for the people there.

It's just that he hasn't seen it clearly.

Later, the young man put down the war and grew up from a young man to a young man. Finally, in the voice of everyone, in the hope of the people, he wore the crown.

Shirou couldn't help asking himself, is this the memory of his death?

——Who are you?

The boy asked with his back to him.

"I'm Fujimaru Shiro." Shiro replied.

——Who are you?

The boy asked again.

Shiro was silent for a moment, and said, "This is Gurneyville Pendragon."

——The king finally asks you, who are you?

The boy asked again.

"I am you." Shi Lang replied.

The boy turned around, revealing that immature but full of vicissitudes of life, and said with a smile: "By the way, I am you. It is both Fujimaru Shiro and Gnival Pendragon. It is not a divided individual. , But the same person."

In an instant, all the illusions disappeared, and even the vortex gradually distorted and faded, and a sword smashed with the breath of death.

However, Shirou smiled.

Because he knew that the sword would not fall.

"Keng——!"