Chapter 230: The Radiance of the End, Whose [Victory]?
To illuminate this sword, light seemed to gather infinitely.
For a moment, it created an illusion that even the sun's rays had shifted, as if focused through a magnifying glass onto that blade.
Bathed in such radiance, the figure holding the sword appeared like a hero tearing through the darkness of a chaotic era.
In an instant, they grew towering, rivaling the majestic form of a god!
Thus, as belief flowed back into the human side, their previously bewildered and dim eyes now shone brightly once more.
One by one, they cast gazes filled with immense anticipation.
"So beautiful..."
Le Fay, the descendant of Arthur from another world, exclaimed with pure, sparkling eyes.
A sense of pride surged from within her heart.
"Is this the holy sword?"
Irina, a Holy Sword Wielder, possessed a holy sword forged from one of the fragments of the original holy sword shattered during the great three-way battle, recreated through alchemy.
Could the original holy sword from her world have been this dazzling?
It couldn't compare, could it?
For a moment, she felt as if she were flaunting a counterfeit in the presence of the genuine article.
Moreover, she felt that the title of Holy Sword Wielder was far too grand for her, and a strong sense of unworthiness welled up inside her.
"That is the dream pursued by countless warriors."
Rossweisse murmured in a daze.
As a Valkyrie and a warrior herself, all warriors held a certain aspiration, a lifelong pursuit, and that aspiration was precisely what she witnessed before her now.
"Spear of Victory versus Sword of Victory? Which will prevail?"
Serafall whispered softly.
This time, both sides were unleashing their final strikes, and the outcome was about to be decided.
The previous feeling of comparing a firefly's glow to starlight now seemed like a contest between stars themselves—a test of which shone more brilliantly and brightly.
"Kukuku, hohoho..."
He too assumed a stance, and the radiance emanating from the Spear of Victory in his hand seemed to surge explosively in an instant.
Even from afar, through the screen, one could feel the boundless power radiating from that spear.
"Let me see whose [Victory] reigns supreme! Arthur!"
Zeus growled these words like a beast, unleashing all his remaining power from his hands.
At that moment, the wind ceased, and the dust clouds that had been stirred up should have settled due to the absence of wind. Yet, eerily, the dust also froze, as if solidified in the air.
Behold the once turbulent sea, which had lost untold volumes of water to evaporation and was still attempting to fill the massive abyssal fissure, now ceased its churning and inflow, appearing as if frozen solid.
The erupting volcano also fell silent, as if forming a motionless painting.
At this moment, the spacetime of all things came to a standstill.
This was because the speed of Zeus's strike dominated spacetime, rendering everything in a state of temporal stasis in his eyes.
Thus, before time could resume its flow, the Spear of Victory had already reached its target.
Its boundless power would shatter everything, destroying the very spacetime of the area where the opponent stood.
And so, an anomalous point appeared at the spear's tip—like piercing through glass, radiating cracks spread from it. These fissures covered King Arthur entirely, as if the slightest touch would reduce him to dust.
When spacetime began to function again, it would mark the moment of King Arthur's death.
Thus, in Zeus's eyes, the frozen spacetime started to flow once more.
Crack!
In an instant, King Arthur's body shattered. Yet, before it could fully disintegrate and the fragments scatter, an endless light erupted from the sword he held.
The light surged, the light roared!
Boundless radiance pierced through everything, incinerating all in its path!
"This—truly is a delightful strike!"
As Zeus exclaimed with pleasure, he was met with a barrage of countless light particles—particles capable of decomposing everything into their fundamental elements.
Even his high-density body could not withstand such an assault. It began to evaporate like dry ice, transforming from solid to gaseous state before vanishing entirely.
How magnificent—this battle had no victor!
"What... what happened?"
"What's going on?"
"What in the world just occurred?"
Every human and god in the coliseum stared in astonishment at the scene before them.
One moment, both sides were locked in a standoff, wielding weapons bearing the name of [Victory], poised for the final blow.
The next, it was as if several frames had been skipped in an animation—the process completely unseen—before the entire arena was flooded with boundless light.
The radiance was not only visible through the coliseum's projection but could be seen erupting from the ground outside, drowning the heavens and piercing through the atmosphere, engulfing the arena itself.
Thus, the entire coliseum trembled and roared under the impact of the light.
What had truly happened?
It seemed the coliseum had urgently activated some defensive measure, preventing the space from being completely saturated with golden light and allowing everyone to see clearly.
And so, all could witness the projection of the arena below.
Beneath them, the star was unleashing an unprecedented, colossal auroral pillar—so immense it felt as though it might pierce through the celestial body itself.
Horrifyingly, half the planet's surface appeared to have been blasted away, peeled back like an orange skin, a truly terrifying sight!
It was evident that the aurora's energy was primarily directed skyward.
Had it been aimed at the planet's surface, none would doubt that the star would have been pierced through by this light.
Then, everyone immediately realized that this was the phenomenon caused by the final strike between the two in an instant unobservable to all.
So, whose weapon of [Victory] caused this?
Was it the [Spear of Victory]?
Or was it [Sword of Promised Victory]?
Or perhaps both?