Chapter 386: All‑Around!

Heaven and earth are stained again.

But this time, it is no longer the illusory citadels and knight formations.

Centered on Gui Naifen's spear planted in the ground, the saintly white and gilt radiance, warm enough to bring tears, burst forth like an exploding star!

The light instantly devoured the battlefield's center and rushed outward!

Where the light reaches—

The frenzy surging toward Huan Long's Insect Sea slammed into an invisible wall of sighs, freezing instantly; the filthy power coiling around them sizzled away like snow under scorching sun.

Their shells lost their sheen, their compound eyes dimmed, their movements became exceedingly sluggish, even colliding with each other.

The violet‑black shield Huan Long was layering quivered under the golden light, emitting a strained cracking sound, and its construction slowed to a crawl.

Its massive insect body suddenly sank as if crushed by an invisible mountain; the light on its shell dimmed rapidly, its phantom let out a painful, angry shriek, and even lifting a single insect limb became abnormally arduous!

The negative effects of Yundong Xietiaoxing E and All Attribute Decay are amplified countless times under this Camellot's Radiance!

It feels as if it were plunged into viscous GoldenAmber, each movement demanding dozens of times the usual effort, and magical flow nearly stalls.

Even the hidden Ailisi Feier and Weber in the distance sensed a warm, steadfast force brushing their bodies and minds, dispelling fear and fatigue, bringing an incredible sense of reassurance.

Weber even had an illusion, as if hearing phantom sounds of warhorses neighing and knight armor clashing from a distant time‑space.

This is Gui Naifen using her own Spiritual Core as fuel, the Master's Command Spell as accelerant, unleashing the final Camellot's Radiance— a pure suppression and purification field!

The cost is obvious.

Gui Naifen, at the very heart of the light, has her body turning transparent from the feet upward, turning into specks of Golden Light Particles that drift upward.

Her expression remains calm, and even toward the not‑faraway Artoria watching her, she forces a slightly weak yet still bright smile, playfully winking.

Artoria's heart feels as if something has clenched it hard.

Another Ge Ni Wei Er…

Meets her end in this manner before her.

The composure and fearlessness in that smile remind her of many things, yet seem entirely different.

She grips the radiant holy sword, turning all surging emotions into a resolve that the next strike will surely land.

"Black Tower! Saber! Now—!!" Gui Naifen shouts with her last strength, her voice already fading.

"Received."

Black Tower's voice is cold, its action faster than lightning!

Behind her, the triple‑layered super‑magic array, already prepared and composed of over three thousand prisms, suddenly spikes its brightness to the limit!

A terrifying torrent indescribable by color roars out from the center of the Spell Array!

The moment it exits, it splits into thousands of rain‑like beams, forming a sky‑and‑earth net that blankets Huan Long's body, suppressed by golden light!

Almost simultaneously.

Artoria opens her eyes, her emerald pupils reflecting the giant insect cloaked in golden light and violet‑black energy, as well as the orange figure fading away.

She pours all her tangled emotions— longing for her homeland, steadfastness to the knights, and resolute hatred toward the "evil" before her—into this sword.

No roar, only a calm and steadfast declaration echoes across the battlefield of golden light and cannon fire:

"Ex—calibur!!!"

The golden light torrent, more concentrated, purer, and more radiant than ever before, tears through the night sky, devouring every remaining insect swarm daring to block, and hammers at Huan Long's body, nearly immobilized by double suppression!

San Yue Qi's massive ice‑crystal arrow also releases at the same moment!

JiAssassin, disregarding its severe injuries, converts all remaining power into a one‑time overload charge, like a violet comet striking the insect limb joint of Huan Long that instinctively tries to block yet moves sluggishly!

All‑Around!

Finishing blow!

"No—！！！！！！"

Huan Long's phantom lets out an unprecedented wail!

In the next instant, its form is utterly consumed by endless light and explosions.

The earth‑shaking explosion sweeps the battlefield's core, drowning everything in blinding white light and raging shockwaves.

Ailisi Feier and Weber, far away, are forced to cling to cover; Weber is even knocked to the ground by the blast wave.

The light is too intense to stare at; they can only hear deafening roars and the cracking sound as if space itself is wailing.

As the light and smoke gradually fade…

Where Huan Long once loomed, a massive charred crater over a hundred meters in radius and dozens of meters deep appears, its rim's rocks and soil melted into glass by the heat.

At the crater's center, a thick, un‑dissolvable violet‑black residue and aura of destruction linger, but the mountain‑sized giant insect has vanished.

The Black Tower in the sky slowly descends, its complexion pallid, magic consumption enormous, yet its gaze remains sharply fixed on the crater's center.

Artoria kneels on one knee, propping herself with her sword, breathing heavily; the golden radiance fades from her, revealing a weary yet still upright posture.

San Yue Qi collapses on the ground, nearly spent.

A Xing silently lifts a bat, gazing at the crater.

JiAssassin lies at the crater's edge, its body riddled with damage, violet‑red light dim, struggling to rise but failing.

And the spot where Gui Naifen once stood…

Only the flame spear planted in the ground remains; its shaft's light rapidly wanes, and on the haft linger a few unfinished Golden Light Particles, like a final farewell drifting slowly into the night sky.

Ailisi Feier covers her mouth, tears silently slipping down.

Weber stares blankly at the spear, his heart filled with an indescribable shock.

Sacrifice… did it win?

Everyone's gaze is locked onto the crater's center, within the most ominous violet‑black debris.

The air is dead silent.

One second, two seconds, three seconds…

Just as Artoria slightly relaxed her tense nerves, Black Tower also frowned slightly, preparing to step forward to investigate—

"Heh... hehehe..."

A faint, intermittent low chuckle drifted softly from the wreckage at the center of the pit.

The mass of wreckage began to writhe and contract slowly.

A faint yet purer aura, as if all impurities had been stripped away, leaving only the most primal Destruction desire, like a revived venomous snake, silently thrust its head out.

Battle...

It hasn't ended yet.