Hellish Affairs

The only difference is that the liberated holy sword exudes a golden light that seems to dispel all evil.

The magic power of pitch black is transformed into starlight.

Magic power like a torrent of stars was released from the blade.

Before the black shadow caught off guard had time to dodge, the light shining like a star directly engulfed it.

"boom!!!"

Bathed in the bright golden torrent, Agguiwen, like the incarnation of disaster, was constantly disintegrated by the huge magic power.

The ominous power of calamity that was originally entangled in the body was annihilated bit by bit.

The pitch-black mist also became extremely thin until it disappeared without a trace, revealing Agguiwen's original appearance.

Joyas Pendragon's pale blue pupils shrank slightly.

He could see that the other party had indeed completely turned into a servant with an empty body, and he didn't even regain his consciousness at the last moment.

The holy sword user gripped the blade emitting starlight.

In the end, the incarnation of disaster finally dissipated into the air.

It seems that the holy sword that has not untied the thirteen restraints is enough to annihilate the opponent.

Joyas heaved a sigh of relief. If he could see such an enemy again, he would know that he should take it away with a Noble Phantasm.

"Ah... still a difficult enemy?" Merlin heaved a sigh of relief.

"How do you say it seems that you defeated it?" Joyas looked at him with vacant eyes.

Merlin scratched his white hair and laughed: "It's roughly the same."

"It's completely different, isn't it?"

Joyas held the holy sword and walked towards Camelot step by step: "Okay, get ready to go in."

He restrained his expression and said seriously: "Next, you may have to face the Lion King at any time, be careful."

"Ah."

The two nodded at the same time.

The moment he stepped into Camelot's territory, Joyas suddenly heard a familiar voice.

"Joyas! Is it Joyas?!" A helpless and pitiful voice came into his ears.

Chapter 398 Connection from Chaldea

After disposing of the approaching solemn knights, Joyas raised his eyebrows: "Doctor?"

That's right, it's talking now.

It was Romani Akiman from Chaldea.

Joyas didn't expect the other party to contact him now.

This is the enemy's base camp!

"Finally got in touch with you!" Dr. Roman said happily: "There is no way to lock your location in the past few days, and it will drive the personnel in the control room crazy!"

"I thought you were being lazy..."

Joyas felt slightly guilty about his thoughts.

"There is no such thing?" A woman's voice came, and she said with a chuckle: "After you lost contact, Romani really didn't think about eating and drinking, just like a programmer who worked hard to type out the code and found that no matter what No matter how it works, it’s like being helpless.”

Sounds like an apt description, doesn't it?

Joyas could imagine that the stressed Dr. Roman kept losing his hair.

Don't worry, doctor!

Maybe he can get stronger even if he gets bald.

After shaking this weird thought out of his mind, he asked, "But Da Vinci, you also appeared in the control room. It seems that things are troublesome?"

"It's all right now? Because I'm a genius!" Da Vinci pushed his eyes on the bridge of his nose: "The reason should be that there is something 'same' as you in this city."

the same thing?

For a moment, Joyas thought of the Agguwen who had just transformed into the incarnation of disaster.

"Oh, I didn't expect Romani Akiman to actually work hard and support Joyas so wholeheartedly!"

Merlin said surprised, but actually his tone was more like a joke.

"Ah!!! Merlin!? How could you..." Doctor Roman quickly reacted: "By the way, this is Camelot, it's not surprising that you appear here... But Joyas ! This guy is obviously a liar! The kind of scum who can trick children into lollipops with sweet words!"

"No, no, although even children are deceived, they are indeed scum to a certain extent..."

It's just that the current victim is only you, right?doctor.

Joyas didn't say anything, but continued to ask: "Okay, now that we've got in touch, let's go find Holy Sword first, and let's talk about the rest on the way."

After his thoughts were interrupted, he didn't continue to think deeply.

Anyway, now that he has come to Camelot, as long as he finds the fortune teller, everything will be solved easily.

"The Holy Sword?" Romani Akiman asked suspiciously: "Is this your goal now? Where is the Holy Grail?"

Because they didn't get in touch with Joyas, Chaldea didn't know the specifics of this singularity at all.

Their original purpose should be to recover the Holy Grail that should not appear in this era.

"The Holy Grail that was thrown into this era by that guy who called himself the King of Magic has already been in my hands." Joyas said, "It's just that the cause of this singularity is not the Holy Grail, but this Camelot." .”

"Is that right?"

Dr. Roman, who trusted Joyas very much, breathed a sigh of relief: "Since you have a plan, Joyas, that's great."

He was also afraid that if he didn't get in touch with Joyas, he would hold him back.

However, it turns out that Joyas can repair the singularity by himself...

This made Romani Akiman feel a little fortunate while having a complicated heart.

"Merlin, where is the holy sword?" Joyas turned to look at the magician who was leading the way.

"...in the palace." Merlin's tone became a little heavy: "Maybe we really have to confront the Lion King, this god-level enemy head-on."

"Isn't this expected, Merlin?"

A faint smile appeared on Joyas' face, and he walked towards the center of Camelot city without hesitation, holding the holy sword exuding golden light: "No matter how powerful the enemy is in front of us, we must repair this The abnormality of the times, saving humanity is not something that can be done easily, I knew this kind of thing from the very beginning.”

The white-haired magician raised his head and watched the familiar figure in the silver-blue armor walking towards the pure white palace step by step.

Holding the staff tightly, he shook his head and sighed slightly: "You are right, this era... has been distorted."

"Wait, Joyas." Romani Akiman said with some confusion: "You just said that there should be only one enemy at the level of a god?"

"According to the information I have now, it should be so... Is there any problem?" Joyas suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

Doctor Roman in Chaldea fixed his eyes on the light curtain showing the data in front of him, and swallowed nervously:

"If I'm not mistaken, there is indeed only one god-level reaction in the palace."

Feeling as if he had seen some unbelievable scene, he shouted loudly: "But there is another... a magical reaction that will exceed the god level!"

"what……"

Joyas' blue pupils narrowed slightly, and he looked in the direction of the palace in the distance.

……

At this time, the battle outside the city gate was not over yet.

A serious expression appeared on Gareth's lovely face, and she tightly clenched the lance in her hand.

Although the old man in the mountain in front of him looks different, there are only two kinds that can be truly distinguished.

Among them was a weak follower with extremely low combat effectiveness, who would die instantly if hit directly by Gareth's lance.

The Knights of the Round Table knew that these were the clones of the old man in the mountain named Hassan Baimao.

It's just a means to confuse myself and hide other old people in the mountains.

And the other is the true assassin among the old men in the mountains, although the fighting power is not strong, but he may take his own life if he is not careful.

The only thing Gareth could tell was the cursed Hassan with the strange arm.

There is also Hassan who uses poison, named Tranquility.

But the girl couldn't find the trace of the other party.

In the previous fight, Gareth almost paid the price for his carelessness.

The old man in the mountain is like those weak clones.

He quietly came to Gareth's side, reaching out to touch her.

If it wasn't for Gareth's wild use of the shield to force the opponent back, perhaps she would have become the first person to fall among the knights of the round table.

Because the lavender poison actually corroded most of the shield in her hand in an instant.

I'm afraid that if she slows down for a few seconds, the deadly venom will be contaminated on her body.

Even the hard armor was easily corroded, and Gareth didn't think that his servant body could resist this level of poison.

Unable to distinguish the trace of the enemy, Gareth, who could only get into trouble little by little, became more and more restless.

If this continues, there is no way to solve these enemies?

my king...

Gareth, who was biting his lip, clenched the lance in his hand.

On her beautiful white finger, a ring that can change any color is shining brightly.

Chapter 399 Taboo