Hellish Affairs

At this moment, a roar that shook the air came from a distance.

The two looked back at the same time, and found a petite figure surrounded by old people in the mountains.

Suddenly, an ominous aura lingered all over his body.

"That's...Gareth?" Artoria opened her emerald green eyes wide in surprise.

How did she become like this?

The originally holy Knights of the Round Table turned into a black giant wolf-like disaster beast, and its power became extremely powerful.

In an instant, all the old men in the mountains who had an absolute advantage around them were blown away!

The violent claws directly pierced the nearest Hassan.

The assassin who was caught off guard was torn into pieces like thin paper in the next moment.

Seeing the tragic situation of his companions, the old people in the surrounding mountains quickly dispersed.

Begin throwing black daggers around the brutal monster.

However, these weak attacks did not cause any damage to the disaster beast.

When the black dagger touched its body, it was corroded by the strong aura of disaster.

The helpless Hassans had no way to deal with this unknown enemy for a while.

Just when the helpless and weak old man in the mountain was about to be slaughtered by the dark giant wolf like a lamb.

This extremely terrifying disaster beast ignored these assassins.

He turned around and ran in the direction of Camelot.

"???"

He didn't expect that the enemy in front of him would suddenly turn around and run away, and all the old men in the mountain stood there for a while.

Hassan, the cursed arm, immediately reacted and shouted loudly: "Stop it! Don't let this monster stop His Highness Joyas!"

He stepped on swift steps, turning into a black afterimage followed closely behind.

The other Hassans followed suit one after another, constantly jumping and trying to close the distance with the pitch-black giant wolf.

However, even if they tried their best to catch up, the beast of disaster, which was as fast as a gust of wind, still seemed out of reach.

I'm afraid it only takes a dozen seconds to break through Camelot's main entrance!

"Mordred, stay here for me." Arturia, who gripped the mysterious magic sword tightly, pressed her hat, and a sharp color flashed in her emerald green eyes: "I'll be back soon!" .

The place where they are now is a little closer to the city gate.

So after hearing Hassan's cry, Artoria rushed towards Camelot without hesitation, intending to intercept the giant black wolf before it crossed the main gate of Camelot!

"Father!"

Mordred, who was thrown away, looked hesitantly at the monster exuding disaster.

So she gritted her teeth and followed Artoria in front of her.

On the city wall, the archers, whose vision was blocked by the wind and sand, suddenly found out in panic.

There is a huge black monster approaching dimly from a distance!

what!Such an evil existence is definitely the means of the enemy.

These solemn knights defending Camelot decisively attacked.

When the enemy invaded before, the serious knights suffered heavy casualties.

But they who were stationed at the city gate quickly regrouped.

The elite among the solemn knights immediately formed a defensive formation and held up their shields to block the only way the black giant wolf must pass.

"boom!"

The pitch-black giant wolf that came to Camelot's main entrance quickly swung its extremely sharp claw blades, tearing apart this extremely strong line of defense.

The knights guarding the wall of chalk have been defeated again!

Like a storm, densely packed arrows fell towards the Calamity Beast, which was exuding a calamity aura.

When the pitch-black giant wolf ignored the arrow rain, which could not threaten him, and planned to continue rushing into Camelot.

The mysterious holy sword wrapped in light beams has come to its side.

"boom!!!"

This calamity beast exuding an ominous aura flew out backwards uncontrollably under the huge force.

It kept rolling against the ground for dozens of meters, leaving a deep gully.

The raised dust was blown away by the strong wind.

The giant black wolf that shook its head quickly got up and let out a roar.

"Self-healing?" Arturia's expression froze as she watched the other party's wounds continue to heal.

"Your Highness, leave this to me!"

Hassan, who appeared on the side, said respectfully: "Even if we risk our lives, we old men in the mountains will fulfill our duties!"

The bandage tightly wrapped around his right arm burst open, revealing the cursed arm hidden within.

"The knight girl who is like the incarnation of disaster! Wither like a pomegranate! Drop the pain! Delusion heart sound (Zabaniya)!"

The arm of the terrifying demon Sunyi Tuo Nai crossed tens of meters of space in an instant, and gently landed on the body of the giant wolf!

Chapter 401 Mordred: It's Over

The dazzling sunlight swayed like a sharp sword over the sacred and pure white palace at this moment.

Joyas, who was standing in front of the palace, narrowed his pupils, and then said in a heavy tone, "Doctor, can you make it clearer?"

Obviously also aware that they have not obtained relevant information at the singularity point.

Romani Akiman immediately called out the detailed information about this magical reaction: "If Sheba did not show a mistake, the magical reaction does exist in the palace in front of you, but the specific location seems to be underground!"

He spoke very quickly: "And after comparison, the conclusion is that this is a magical reaction possessed by a super powerful dragon species... Don't you feel any breath?"

"..."

The people looking at the palace in front of them were silent for a moment.

Then Merlin said with a sigh: "It is true, Romani, and this breath may have covered any place on this land!"

So much so that even anyone living in this land is so used to it that they didn't notice it at all.

"What?!" Romani Akiman was taken aback.

Can an enemy that can cover the entire singularity with its breath really be defeated! ?

Thinking of this, Romani Akiman couldn't help feeling worried.

Joyas looked up at the catastrophe that permeated the atmosphere, and said slowly: "Let's go, stand here forever, the matter will not be resolved in any way."

"Ah."

Heida nodded with a calm expression, and clenched the pitch-black magic sword in his hand.

"The Lion King alone is difficult to solve, and now there is a more powerful enemy." Merlin shrugged helplessly, and followed the two people in front of him: "It is more difficult to repair the distortion of this era than imagined." It's much more difficult..."

……

When the three walked into the palace.

The movements in the hands of the fortune-teller deep in the palace paused slightly, and a faint smile appeared on her exquisite and beautiful face: "It seems that the person has already arrived, Artoria, and I will leave it to you later."

"..."

The Lion King who was sitting on the throne did not answer, but quietly looked at the enchantress-like woman in front of him.

She said indifferently: "Is such an approach really worthwhile?"

Use Camelot's loyal knights like tools.

Ruined this era and became the enemy of all mankind.

In the end, what was obtained was just a phantom that was as fragile as a bubble.

Does such an approach really make sense?

The Lion King, being a god, could not understand this twisted wish.

But she knows that if the other party as an ally can give herself the help she should have.

"Of course it has value, even if my approach is extremely wrong and stupid..."

The fortune-teller walked deeper underground without looking back until his figure gradually disappeared into the darkness.

The Lion King who got the answer did not speak again, but just silently watched the other party's back disappear into his field of vision.

……

The curse arm Hassan used the arm of the demon god born from the ancient spell in the Middle East to quickly hold a strong and beating pseudo-heart.

Although the knights of the round table in front of him did not know what method they used to become the embodiment of disaster, but the main body should still be human.

Therefore, Hassan, the curse arm, did not choose to use Satan's hand, which might backfire his own power.

Wearing a white skull mask, he squeezed his slender fingers hard, and the vivid pseudo-heart was immediately crushed and stopped beating.

"what!?"

The heart in his hand has turned into ether and dissipated into the air.

However, Hassan the Cursed Wrist was shocked to find that the pitch-black monster in the distance just wailed for a while, and then continued to run towards the city wall where they were.

Artoria, who was holding the mysterious magic sword, had a serious face: "I'm afraid it can repair even fatal injuries in an instant, and it must be able to completely destroy the opponent."

"Completely wiped out?" Cursed Arm Hassan nodded, "Is this really the only way to defeat such a powerful enemy?"

Having made up his mind, he planned to continue to sprint towards that giant wolf-like disaster beast.

"Give up, although the demon god you are holding is indeed very powerful." Artoria said calmly, "But a demon god of this level cannot devour the incarnation that symbolizes disaster."