But his magic cannon is not so easy to bear.

Morgan, who wanted to completely vaporize Merlin with one blow, but was made miserable by Merlin, although at first glance, he was just a little embarrassed, but in fact, with the curse contained in the magic power, he was blocked by Avalon to 'reflect' At this time, most of the curses were scurrying around in Morgan, who was the closest to the center of the explosion at that time.

Relying on this huge magical power, Morgan forcibly suppressed the curse that was running wildly in his body. Morgan, who clearly knew that he had almost lost the ability to kill Merlin, glared at Merlin angrily.

In the light of returning to magic, directly returned to Avalon.

Immediately after Morgan disappeared, following the special magic breath when the Command Seal was activated, it flashed over the precarious Gawain, Mordred, and Gareth, and the three of them also disappeared on the battlefield.

With only some ordinary elves and man-made knights left on Morgan's side, it is natural that several servants will not be able to face it together.

As the last goblin fell under the sword of the complex-looking Lancelot while cursing loudly, the river valley where the future Oxfordshire is located gradually returned to calm.

One after another, the wounded were carried out from the ruins and sent to a temporary hospital.

Corpses were lifted one after another and hit a corner of the battlefield.

As the victor, servant Artoria looked at the camp shrouded in a sad atmosphere, and didn't feel the slightest joy in her heart.

Arriving at the side of Artoria, a servant with sad eyes, he stretched out his hand and patted Artoria's shoulder lightly.

At this time, after being healed by Avalon, Merlin had recovered to his original state. If it weren't for the damaged clothes, Merlin could hardly see that he had fought before, and then shook his head with a complicated expression.

"Is it really possible to see you showing such an expression?"

Perhaps it was the rare expression on Merlin's face that made Servant Arturia come out of her grief.

It is very clear that today's sacrifice is necessary if we want human beings to stand on this land again. From Arturia, after teasing Merlin, she turned around and walked towards Fujimaru Tateka, who was waving to her not far away. walked over.

Near the coast of the Kingdom of Camelot.

Unknowingly, a few days ago, a rumor that spread rapidly among the goblins was already raging.

In a fishing village that once belonged to humans not far from the coast.

I don't know whether it is because this beach is suitable or because of other reasons, this fishing village, which is extremely remote in the eyes of human beings, has now become a holiday paradise for the fairies in several nearby fairy cities.

In a bar transformed by goblins through ships.

Dozens of them were dressed in cool clothes, and they looked like fairies who came to enjoy the beach and sunshine.

At this moment, I am holding a cup of spirits, which is absolutely impossible for humans in this era to brew. Under the influence of alcohol, I am happily bragging and chatting...

"Hey, have you heard?"

"What did you hear... hiccup!"

"Black Knight...don't tell me you haven't heard of it, it's been rumored a lot these days."

"Tch, what a bullshit black knight, it must have been fabricated by some boring guy to scare the goblins."

Among the colorful goblins, a goblin with long pink hair showed a very disdainful expression on his face when his companions talked about the rumors about the black knight that had recently spread around.

"Hey, don't you believe me, let me tell you quietly, the rumors about the black knight are true."

"Have you seen it with your own eyes?"

"How can I, if I have met the black knight, I would have left the place where the black knight haunts a long time ago. Although I have never seen the black knight, but ah, my sister has, she is still there Waiting for resurrection in the Fairy Tower."

"Really?"

"Of course real fairies don't lie to fairies~!"

Just when the pink-haired elf was about to be bluffed by other elves, suddenly a elf sitting on the other side of her directly exposed the elf's lies.

"Don't listen to his nonsense, this guy doesn't have a sister at all, but the Black Knight really exists, it's not fake..."

As he said that, the silver-haired elf bent down with a frustrated face and picked up his weapon and dagger from under the table, and turned his head to look at the door of the tavern at the same time.

"It's really unlucky, it seems that I will be killed by that guy for the second time..."

As soon as the voice fell, there was a bang, and the door of the entire tavern, as if it had been blasted with explosives from the outside, was directly torn into countless fragments inwards, and several goblins who were paralyzed by alcohol and had no time to react were beaten into pieces. sieve.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of horseshoes came to the ears of the remaining fairies.

A strange knight holding a lance and wearing black armor as the main color, riding a group of horses shrouded in black mist, just like this steered the horses, and slowly entered the tavern.

The golden eyes hidden under the helmet swept lightly towards the tavern. Under the terrifying pressure from the black knight, most of the ordinary elves among the dozen or so elves collapsed the moment they met her eyes. on the ground.

But on the contrary, the silver-haired goblin who said that she was killed by the rumored black knight just now grabbed the short sword in her hand and ran towards the window of the bar while singing.

Although he said, "It seems that I will be killed by this guy for the second time..." But it is obvious that this elf who is a little different doesn't intend to catch him without a fight.

However, she had not yet escaped from the tavern through the window.

With a huge magical power appearing on the black knight's lance.

With a bang, a silver light fell from the sky, completely engulfing the entire tavern.

He took off his helmet expressionlessly, revealing his charming face.

Controlling the horse, he made a full circle around the spot, and when he confirmed that the entire fishing village had been turned into ruins, there was not a single goblin still alive.

Like a god, but also like a dragon, Rungomigniad Artoria turned the horse's head silently and continued hunting.

143. Morgan's Surprise, the Leprechaun Melusine

One village after another, one town after another.

It was the tenth day after Morgan had to go back to Camelot to recuperate because of being slapped by Merlin.

Returning to the mainland of Britain according to her own will, Rungomigniad Artoria, who started hunting goblins, has successively destroyed dozens of goblin villages and dozens of goblin towns.

Whether it's an ordinary goblin, or a big goblin who is much stronger than ordinary goblins.

Facing the hunt of Rungomigniad Artoria, no goblin has ever escaped from her clutches.

And with Lungomigniad Artoria began to hunt goblins in large numbers.

Although the goblin who has become the master of Britain at this time can also be resurrected after death on the British island, or even the kind of resurrection that can directly restore everything in front of him.

But such a resurrection comes at a price, and the price is the power of the island.

Although as long as Britain exists, the mysterious existence of Britain, the power of the island is almost unlimited and can be generated infinitely.

But... this does not mean that Morgan's island power can be squandered without limit.

After all, it will take time for the power of the island to recover.

And now, as Lungomigniad Arturia began to hunt goblins on a large scale, Morgan, who was recuperating, in order to revive these hunted goblins, the power of the island that she could drive, gradually began to fall into shortage.

Feel the power of the island gradually thinning in the ground under his feet.

Looking at the various fairies in the Fairy Tower, who came back to life, cursed and walked out of the Fairy Tower angrily.

Morgan was standing on the balcony of his bedroom at the moment, the expression in his eyes could be described as quite dignified.

The human rebel army led by Servant Arturia is pressing on Camelot City from the east.

On the northwest side, Arturia of this era is obviously, and for some reason, she has acquired a powerful force and started hunting fairies.

How can Morgan accept this.

"Artoria...everyone is Artoria...Damn, damn, damn..."

The injury has not fully recovered, and besides himself, the only other subordinate who can be said to be top-notch combat power is the 'fairy nonsense' - Nini Anne's Morgan, who suddenly misses Sakura.

If he hadn't been too anxious, Morgan, who still has several collaborators like Sakura, would not have to be embarrassed by the lack of top-level combat power.

Just when Morgan felt very stubborn, cursing the name Artoria crazily in his heart.

The silver-haired elf who died in the hands of the goddess Artoria for the second time not long ago stroked her soft silver hair and walked out of the elf tower with a complicated expression.

Inadvertently looking across, this silver-haired goblin who had just been revived happened to see Morgan's solemn eyes mixed with stubbornness and anger at this time.

"Maybe... this is an opportunity?"

With the thought of giving it a try, the silver-haired goblin quickly entered the palace, then spread its wings behind it, and came directly to Morgan's side.

"Great Morgan...."

He looked suspiciously at the purple-haired goblin who was bowing to him as a human being.

"You are...."

"He is Meluxin, the fairy Meluxin..."

Frowning, thinking about this strange goblin who replaced me with someone else in my mind, and after a while, I finally remembered who Morgan is, and then asked doubtfully.

"Meluxin, I remember that you are an elf who used to live in Gaul... What's the matter with you?"

"I was killed twice by the black knight... I want revenge..."

Twice, upon hearing that Meluxin had been killed twice by Arturia of this era, Morgan looked at her and instantly became speechless.

After all, judging from the scale of Meluxin's magic power, Meluxin's magic power level has surpassed many elves who are called great elves.

And to revive a goblin of this level requires a lot of power from the island.

How much power of the island was wasted by this Meluxin...

And listening to her now, it seems that he still wants revenge. How much power of the island does this guy want to waste.

With such an idea in mind, there is no doubt that Morgan's feelings for Meluxin plummeted.

"Revenge? Heh...have you learned your lesson twice?"

"He has a unique skill...but he can't use it..."

The seemingly natural Meluxin seemed completely unaware of Morgan's tone of voice. After Morgan answered her in a mocking tone, she used some kind of summoning magic with a calm face, turning a very old The parchment was summoned.

"Here, great Morgan, take a look...this is his trick."

Looking at Meluxin who seemed a little confused in front of him, he didn't know whether he was defeated by Meluxin's naturalness, or Morgan was losing his temper with such a fool.

Finally, after hesitating for a moment, Morgan took Merusin's parchment and read it carefully.

1 minute, 2 minutes...

As time passed bit by bit, Morgan's eyes gradually lit up.

"Swallow the spirit base... Inherit the power of a follower, Meluxin, how did you get this parchment!"

"Forgot, it's been a long time anyway."

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