The Sixth Singularity?

In the next moment, Arkhan found himself on the peak of a mountain.

The mountain beneath his feet was roughly a thousand meters high, the tallest in the vicinity. Yet, even so, he couldn't see the full extent of the desert before him.

"At least it's half the size of the Sahara..." Arkhan muttered under his breath, but suddenly he noticed something different.

Scattered across this desolate and barren desert were several enormous craters, each one strangely uniform in size, with no apparent differences discernible to the naked eye.

It was obvious that this couldn't be the work of nature alone.

Observing these craters, Arkhan furrowed his brow slightly. For some reason, he couldn't shake the feeling of familiarity with these craters.

To investigate this sense of familiarity, he decided to take a closer look.

With the power of Cosmic Juggernaut, Arkhan covered thousands of meters in just a few breaths, arriving at the nearest crater.

The radius of this crater was easily two to three hundred meters, with a depth of several hundred meters. Inside the crater, semi-molten rocks and fused clay formed a blackened, hardened mass, indicating temperatures akin to those in hell.

These craters weren't the result of human excavation and likely had been blasted out by something.

It couldn't have been a meteorite.

So many uniformly sized craters couldn't possibly be caused by just one meteorite, could they?

Arkhan made a mental calculation.

If it were done using Abyss Flower, it would require at least the first power to cause this amount of destruction.

Even with the Judgment of Shamash, without unleashing the Might of An-Utu's form, the maximum output would be roughly equivalent.

"This world is truly dangerous..." Arkhan muttered with a tired sigh.

However, as he was still in the middle of contemplation, he suddenly felt a surge of intense danger envelop his entire body.

"What?" Arkhan's gaze instantly sharpened, following the source of the danger.

He quickly raised his head, peering into the endless expanse of the sky.

A brilliant beam of light tore through the sky, moving rapidly toward the ground, with him as the obvious target!

"Well, speak of the devil..."

Arkhan raised an eyebrow slightly, gathering a black and white radiance in his hand, which quickly formed into a massive lance engraved with sacred lily patterns.

"I am the darkness that consumes all, I am the light that nurtures all."

"I existed before the dawn of creation and will remain after the annihilation."

"Abyss Flower, First Power - Banish Bloom!"

With a thunderous roar, as immense magical energy poured in, the sacred lily patterns on the surface of Abyss Flower lit up instantly.

*WHOOOSH—!*

A pure white beam of light burst forth from the tip of his lance like a reverse-flying meteor, heading straight toward the beam of light descending from the sky.

*BOOOOOOM—!!!*

===

Seated upon the throne at the ends of the world, the indifferent godly figure once again opened his eyes, and for the first time, a hint of confusion flickered in his sacred eyes.

"Blocked?"

The godly figure murmured, preparing to unleash holy judgment once more, but his hand halted midway.

'The anchoring process has reached a critical moment and cannot be disrupted frequently.'

After a moment of silence, the godly figure withdrew his arm before speaking up.

"Sir Agravain."

His voice, though faint, echoed across the entire area.

After several breaths, a gloomy figure clad in pitch-black armor approached from a distance, kneeling before the godly figure with one knee on the ground.

"Your Majesty."

"There are intruders, send someone to deal with them..."

The godly figure's voice was cold and calm as if frozen in eternal frost.

"Yes."

Agravain was about to rise and depart when the godly figure's voice echoed once more.

"The intruders are powerful. If you can't handle them, seek assistance from Merlin."

===

In the desert, Arkhan held Abyss Flower for almost half an hour, making sure no more light beams were striking down before gradually relaxing his body and lowering his guard.

"As soon as they spot something, they attack, huh? Seems like this world's folks don't have the best temper..." Arkhan muttered under his breath as he dispersed Abyss Flower.

There was no doubt that the light beam just now was the source of the giant craters.

Moreover, considering the timing, it hadn't even been five minutes since he arrived in this world, yet the attack came so swiftly. It seemed like the attacker had detected his presence right from the start.

It spoke volumes about how well they understood this world.

As for why they didn't continue the attack, it could be they realized it wasn't effective, or maybe some other reason.

Regardless, he had undoubtedly caught their attention, and he realized that his next moves would be a bit tricky.

Amidst the silence, the magical energy aftermath from the clash between two light beams slowly dissipated in the air.

"Hahhh..."

Arkhan, with his hair tousled by the breeze, let out a long breath, his face displaying a hint of complexity.

"Never thought, the enemy this time would be you..."

After the recent turn of events, he finally remembered where the familiar feeling he had earlier stemmed from.

The Sixth Singularity—Divine Realm of the Round Table: Camelot.

This time, he wasn't participating in any Holy Grail War, but rather a restoration of human order.

More precisely, the restoration of this world's human order.

Furthermore, the enemy he was about to face, the one who just unleashed that light beam, was probably the final boss of this Singularity.

The Lion King—Artoria Pendragon.

A soul that failed to die when it was supposed to meet its end, wandering the world in solitude for thousands of years.

Arkhan looked up at the sky, a myriad of complicated thoughts flooding his mind like a tangled ball of yarn.

After who knows how long, he shook his head.

Using Fenghuang Down to clear his mind of distracting thoughts, Arkhan's once complicated black eyes became clear again.

"In the end, it's just a completely different possibility..."

Before this, Arkhan had encountered another Artoria, but the significance between the two was vastly different.

The Artoria who appeared in Fuyuki, despite being in a blackened state, hadn't completely lost her humanity. Some of her usual behaviors even reminded him of the familiar Artoria. As a result, he didn't mind her showing goodwill.

But this Artoria had been thoroughly cleansed by the power of the holy lance, Rhongomyniad, becoming a goddess, a highest-ranking Divine Spirit devoid of all humanity.

Apart from her face, Lion King and Artoria were completely different entities.

However, there was still a possibility that it was not Lion King Artoria but a different version of 'King Arthur' or maybe a different enemy, similar to how different the development of the previous two worlds he saved from the original had been.

In any case, there was no point in dwelling on these messy thoughts.

He never forgot why he embarked on this long journey in the first place.

He wanted to save his country, to save his world, to save those he cherished.

His loved ones were waiting day and night, eagerly anticipating his return.

Until he accomplished his ultimate goal, regardless of his enemy, no one could stand in his way.

Not even a god.