Zongman: A journey through time starting from the Supreme

Chapter 154: The Rebellious Knight's Choice

"M-Mother?!"

Mordred didn't expect to see Morgan here. Her muscles were tense and her face was nervous as she looked at the mysterious and distant queen in front of her, who brought her great shock.

Mordred observed Morgan carefully and cautiously, and soon she found familiar places on Morgan's body.

Gradually, the Morgan in front of him merged with the Morgan in Mordred's memory.

The only difference is that Morgan in pan-human history was a little insane and was driven crazy by King Arthur's actions.

The Morgan in front of him was calm, elegant and mysterious, like a witch or the Queen who intimidated Britain.

Although his temperament was different, the distant tone of voice he used when addressing him and his small behavioral habits were no different from the Morgan in Mordred's memory of pan-human history.

Only at this moment did Mordred confirm that the Morgan in the Lostbelt had indeed become one person with the Morgan in pan-human history.

"Mother, why are you here?" "Four Eight Zero"

As Mordred said this, she looked around nervously, afraid that the other Knights of the Round Table would see her alone with Morgan.

If the Knights of the Round Table really saw her, they would definitely be suspicious of Mordred given her dark history.

"How ugly, Mordred!"

"...I don't remember ever educating you to live such a humble life."

"You have to depend on others for what you want to do. I gave birth to you and raised you up, not to let you obey orders from others. You have no self at all!"

Morgan's cold and calm words made Mordred blush. She lowered her head in shame and said, "...No, mother, I am not..."

Mordred wanted to explain something, but he didn't know how.

She was a proud knight to begin with. When she heard Morgan's ridicule and when she heard him say that she had to act according to the opinions of the other Knights of the Round Table, she felt not only shame but also anger.

The anger was not towards Morgan, but towards himself.

That's right, why should she care about what the Knights of the Round Table think? She should be able to live more for herself, show her own style and appearance, so why should she care about what others think.

Just as she did not regret having ended King Arthur's legend at Cambrian.

I was so cheerful and brave back then, but now I am so timid.

Seeing the shame and anger on Mordred's face, Morgan's tone softened a little. She sighed and said, "...I have to admit that I was wrong on one point."

"...I shouldn't have told you the story of King Arthur when you were little, which led to you developing an inappropriate admiration for her."

"King Arthur is not worthy of your admiration. She was born with a mission, just like me, the fairy of paradise, a king born to end the Age of Gods in Britain."

"…Even if there is no King Arthur, another 'King' will appear and complete his mission to end the Last Age of Gods."

"My failure, and Vortigern's failure, is only because we are against the entire history of mankind. How can we, the remnants of the Age of Gods, be the opponent of the entire history of mankind?"

At this point, Morgan laughed at herself. In these long six thousand years, she was no longer the ignorant witch, nor the poor person who hated the injustice of fate.

When Morgan calmed down and looked back at her past history, under the guidance of her husband, she had understood many things, her horizons had broadened, and she understood the course of history.

"Altria Pendragon's wish to choose a new king is not wrong. She is self-aware and knows that she is not a qualified king."

Morgan's mocking words to King Arthur made Mordred unable to help but refute: "...No, father, she is a qualified king. At least she is more suitable to be a king than me!"

Mordred did not want others to question King Arthur, whom she had admired since childhood. In addition to questioning King Arthur, that was also a questioning of herself.

When the person you have always admired and pursued is not as perfect as you imagined, the huge sense of disappointment will make it difficult for you to accept it.

This is what Mordred has been resisting.

"You are right about the second half of this sentence. Compared to you, my sister is indeed a qualified king."

Morgan's words made Mordred even more ashamed and angry. Any child would be painful to be told by his own mother that he was useless and had no talent.

"But this is not your fault. It was because I did not educate you well since you were young. At that time, I did not understand the principles of being a king."

"...If I were to raise you as I am now, I'm sure you would become a better king than King Arthur."

Morgan's gentle tone was filled with regret. "If" was just an if after all. This thing would never happen again.

"But if you think she is a qualified king, you are wrong."

"...Don't deceive yourself, Mordred. Ask yourself if she is really qualified to be the king and if she is worthy of your worship."

"If she was a qualified king, the perfect Knight of the Lake would not betray her. If she was a qualified king, why would so many Camelot soldiers be willing to follow you when you chose to betray her?"

"...even though they knew you were going to go to war with King Arthur, the people and soldiers were willing to follow you and fight her at Camlann... 0"

"If she were a respected king, how could the people support your rebellion when they knew about it? They would only capture you immediately and wait for King Arthur to return from the war to judge you."

"…It is well known that King Arthur did not understand human nature, so after her death, the legendary kingdom fell apart and the Knights of the Round Table became history."

"King Arthur's only role was to end Britain's Age of Gods, nothing more!"

Morgan's words seemed to have infinite magic. Those words that Mordred usually dared not think about deeply entered her heart and caused Mordred to be greatly shaken.

Before, in front of Saigo, Mordred had already wavered once.

And now Morgan has obtained the seed of betrayal. Although it is only a tiny bit of the power of the traitorous demon, this bit of power is enough to arouse the rebellious thoughts deep in people's hearts.

What's more, Mordred already had such an idea, and the power of betrayal was only expanding her mind, allowing her to think about the problem more rationally and deeply.

Mordred has been denying all of this, but that was just her self-deception. She was not afraid that King Arthur was not as perfect as she imagined, she was simply afraid that her life goals were wrong.

But now, in front of Morgan, Mordred's unwilling emotions hidden in the deepest part of his heart finally erupted.

Unlike Saigo's words, in Mordred's eyes, Saigo was just a stranger, and his words might have their own purposes.

But Morgan is her mother, the mother who raised her, and her mother's words always make her children think deeply and believe.

"Think carefully about what I said, Mordred, and you should know what to do."

"...You are my child, there is no doubt about that, and I love you."

“Follow me, I will bring you a wider sky and lead you to the land promised by God!”

"...Unlike King Arthur, I acknowledge you and accept you!"

As Morgan finished her words, her figure slowly disappeared in front of Mordred.

"Mother..."

Mordred looked at the place where Morgan disappeared, she murmured with a complicated expression.

But her hand had subconsciously grasped the hilt of the "Sword of Treason".

No matter how much she tried to deny it, the betrayal in her heart was already expanding without limit. When the first thought of doubt arose, it began to spread like cancer cells and could no longer be stopped.

No matter how he tried to deny it, Mordred knew he had made his choice.

Chapter 155 The End of Humanity and the Planet is Coming

Above the sky, hundreds of Morgans were looking at the fairies kneeling on the ground below them, begging her to save them.

Facing these fairies' pleas for mercy, Morgan's heart was as cold as ice, and there was no emotion on her beautiful face. There was even a hint of a mocking smile at the corner of her charming mouth.

She raised the scepter in her hand, and above the ceremonial dress that symbolized the Queen of Britain, a terrifying magical power that made people inexplicably frightened was rapidly gathering within it.

The fairies who saw this scene were ecstatic, thinking that Queen Morgan was finally going to take action herself to eliminate the disaster.

As long as these fairies submit to the queen and continue to be loyal to her, they can live a stable life.

But the next moment, the goblins were completely in despair.

Because Morgan had no intention of saving the fairies, she gently pointed the scepter of kingship in her hand downwards, and hundreds of Morgans were connected together with the magic of mirrors, forming a magnificent magic!

A beam of magic power shot out from the staff in Morgan's hand and passed to the 'mirror' displayed by Morgan's staff.

In an instant, the beams of magic power intertwined and turned into a complex pattern.

And every time the 20 beams of magic light intertwine, the magic power within them quickly doubles.

When that insignificant amount of magic power rolled over a hundred times, the huge amount of magic power condensed on it has exceeded the detection value of Chaldea's instruments!

An intense alarm sounded from the Chaldean instrument that Ritsuka was carrying, which was inexplicably piercing.

But at this moment, the people of Chaldea were unable to stop Morgan and could only watch her throw the terrifying deep purple and blue ball of light into the city of Camelot.

"boom----"

After time stood still for a moment, a violent explosion suddenly sounded.

The capital of the British fairy kingdom, Camelot, was blown into the sky almost instantly. The huge magical power spread, and one third of the city turned to ashes in an instant.

Within the range of the magic explosion, whether it was a fairy or Morse transformed by the curse, they all became passing clouds.

Then, countless points of light fell like rain, crashing into the city of Camelot. Countless towering buildings collapsed, and the goblins screamed, wailed, prayed, and cursed.

But no matter what the goblins do, the only thing that awaits them is death!

Morgan used the power of the curse and killed more than 100,000 fairies with just one strike. The remaining fairies who were still alive finally realized that the queen would no longer save them.

These goblins scrambled to escape from the ruins of Camelot, no one cared about anyone else, and no one could save anyone else.

But at this moment, a loud dragon roar was heard from the sky, and a giant steel dragon flew down from the clouds.

The dragon's tail was spewing blazing flames. She swooped down, opened her dragon's mouth, and exhaled an extremely blazing dragon breath!

The power of dragon's breath can burn everything, and it also carries the power of curse. If the goblin is even slightly touched by it, it will turn into Morse and lose its soul and will.

At the same time, at the main gate of Camelot, a majestic woman had black flames spewing from her eyes.

Bagster regained her name of Black Dog. She had devil-like horns on her head, black flames were burning all over her body, and she held a big sword that was as big as her body.

Those black flames seemed to have self-awareness, and transformed into black hounds as they twisted.

These hounds, with their tongues and fangs bared, scattered wildly in all directions. They turned into hunters and began to hunt goblins.

Whether it is Melusine as the Dragon of Albion or Bagster as the Black Dog, they themselves are one of the phenomena of the Great Disaster.

It's only because Morgan has been suppressing the disaster and sealing the curse for two thousand years that the two are able to walk the earth as fairies.

Now that Morgan has taken the initiative to release the curse and lifted the seal, the two fairy knights have naturally returned to their true forms.

The two fairy knights are blessed with the power of Saigo, so even the curse of God cannot take away their sanity and mind. Instead, they can manipulate the power of the curse to make themselves stronger!

Above, a giant dragon roared and spewed dragon breath to burn the earth; below, black dogs were wreaking havoc and the river of curse was rolling endlessly. The goblins were completely plunged into despair and distortion, and began to kill each other, trying their best to find a glimmer of hope.

At this time, another human knight appeared. Percival, who was also given the name of Fairy Knight, led the human warriors of the Fairy Kingdom to join the battlefield.

As descendants of the priestess of God, the curse of the Horned God not only does not harm them, but instead grants them strength.

The humans, who had been enslaved by the goblins for twelve thousand years, now vented their desire for freedom and their anger towards those despicable goblins.

This was a complete massacre, not only a massacre of the 300,000 troops that invaded Camelot, but also a massacre of the goblins living in the city of Camelot.

In this day alone, I'm afraid that more than a million goblins will die in Camelot.

The entire Camelot, except for the inner city and the tower where the queen resides, has completely turned into hell.

Some goblins wanted to rush into the inner city to seek safe shelter, but the Mirror Clan led by Bavanshi and Gareth had been guarding there.

Relying on the many protective magics that Morgan had set up over the past two thousand years, they easily blocked the goblins' desperate struggle and isolated the curse and despair outside the inner city.

And in the midst of the hellish scene with flames rising to the sky and dark clouds covering the ground, hundreds of Morgans were restored to one again. She slowly descended from the sky and stood in front of the people of Chaldea.

Morgan's beautiful face was covered with a thin black veil. She was wearing a gorgeous dress. Her beautiful eyes turned slightly, scanning everyone present.

Finally, her eyes fell on her acquaintances, King Arthur and her Knights of the Round Table.

"The idea of ​​conquering Camelot must have been decided by Merlin."

"...He must have thought that I would stop the Great Calamity from breaking out, even if it meant letting goblins break into my tower, even if I had to face death, rather than let the Calamity destroy my beloved Britain."

"Unfortunately, Merlin's cleverness backfired in the end. He never expected that I would release this curse and allow it to infect the land I love."

Morgan's cold voice came from under the black veil, with an indescribably sarcastic tone.

Everyone's eyes subconsciously turned to Merlin. This Nightmare was no longer laughing at this time. He looked solemn and even a little shaken.

"Vivian..."

Merlin whispered Morgan's name as a fairy. In many legends, Morgan was one of the nine fairies, the true fairy and master of Avalon.

480 At the same time, no matter which legend it is, she is the culprit who sealed Merlin in the tower and prevented him from getting out.

At this time, Merlin really began to distrust himself.