The Undying Death Knight failed to achieve the ending of the Heroic Spirit

Screams broke the dull atmosphere. Several knights in the center of the city wall were injured by the residual power of the lightning snake, and countless charred objects poured down from above.

It was indeed scattered. The corpses that fell to the ground were scattered like toys that were violently chopped in half, in an orderly manner. Human bones, flesh, blood and internal organs poured down from the sky, and the city was suddenly filled with a strong and fishy smell.

The blood light gradually dissipated, revealing the figure inside.

At this time, blood began to drip from the sky. Lightning protected a few meters around the man, but the vast space was already filled with blood mist.

On the city wall, the knight who had just witnessed a horrifying scene like a divine punishment and had not yet recovered from the shock of Camelot City being easily breached, perhaps because he was too nervous, the arrow flew from the bowstring, but before it got close to the tall knight in the center, it was burned to ashes by the rhythmic magic power.

The red-armored knight glanced in the direction from which the arrow came. His needle-thin and long pupils were filled with primitive brutality. Compared to human pupils, his bright red eyes were closer to -

"dragon……"

"Yes... Lord Menechel..."

Menechel raised the corners of his mouth but the smile did not reach his eyes, turning it into a standard sneer.

He raised the dragon sword with one hand, and the flashes of lightning on the sword body could not be suppressed, as if he was about to make a chopping move.

But the sword was just raised and then put down again.

His voice was high:

"Where's that bitch Morgan."

Why why why why why why why am I still so busy after finishing my National Day homework? Why is this week's homework piled up for me to do on the weekend? Why don't I do my homework from Monday to Friday? Why why why why

389. Chapter 373 The Legendary First Knight (Part )

389.

2023-10-23

Consistent with her wild appearance, Menachel Saber does not hide her own aura.

Even if he didn't release it intentionally, the aura of the fantasy species that he had acquired after being infected by the dragon species spread around him like an explosion. The magic power that emanated from around Menachel made him look like a scorching ball of light in the cold night, and he would be noticed if he got a little closer.

It would be too much to ask such a person to carry out the assassination, so what Menechel carried out was a fair and open killing.

From the moment they were discovered to the moment they entered the city, they acted without delay, striving to defeat the enemy in the shortest possible time before they had time to react.

The guards on the city wall lost their will to fight after witnessing the destruction of the wall. The knights, who were originally forced to flee by Morgan, immediately fled when they encountered a more powerful threat. The flames and noisy wailing replaced the original silence of the holy city.

But Menechel knew what he should do most at this moment, which was to detonate his magic power with all his strength. The high temperature and burns caused by the explosion could not affect him. The whistling wind and noisy footsteps in his ears gradually faded away, and the world gradually slowed down.

However, he did not pay much attention to the scattered soldiers. Be it people or city gates, Menechel passed through all obstacles in his way like a flash of lightning, with human tissue and city bricks intricately intertwined.

The whole person was like a meteorite dragging bright sparks, pointing straight towards the palace in the central city.

Just as he got a little closer to the lavender barrier with circles of golden ripples attached to it, he rose up in time. He could clearly feel that the magic power surging on the surface of his body was suppressed a little.

Morgan, as expected, carried out the transformation of the position in the bedroom.

——If we had released the [Second Sword] outside the city at the beginning, we would never have encountered so much trouble.

Menichel thought about it, but as soon as the thought came to his mind, he was stopped by another voice in his head.

"Idiot, wasting time with these random soldiers will only cause more variables, and - can you use that kind of killing move casually! !"

In response to this, Menechel Saber could only curl his lips in disdain. In fact, if it weren't for the other him stopping him, he would have had the idea of ​​launching an indiscriminate attack to force Morgan out as soon as he broke into Camelot City.

However, it was obviously a Servant who first attacked him, but when Menachere broke into the city, he did not sense Archer's presence.

According to the information provided by Altria, Archer is Tristan, not a disposable servant who can only release one attack before being eliminated.

"Don't be careless, Morgan is acting strangely."

"Everything is in vain in the face of absolute strength."

Menechel turned his wrist and the dragon sword easily smashed open the palace door.

But the barrier did not disappear. A deep hole appeared in front of Menechel, leading directly to the depths of the palace.

"The previous Saber thought the same thing."

"So either I took over the body or he won." Menechel stepped into the palace. The cold red light on his body dispelled the darkness. He looked around. Perhaps because Morgan had entered the palace, this place was very different from what he remembered.

"And don't compare me to him."

He grinned, his pupils shrunk almost into slits, and the violent aura unique to ancient superiors squeezed towards the surroundings as the magic power was released.

Suddenly, there were sounds of people falling to the ground one after another.

The dark red light became brighter, but it still couldn't dispel the darkness around the palace, and the visible range did not change at all.

Enchantment.

Not surprisingly, if Morgan had not set up a barrier here, he would have been worried that Morgan was cheating.

Suddenly, several solemn knights wrapped in purple light rushed out from the shadows on the side with spears in hand, and the thin silver spear tips and axe blades stabbed at Menechel's waist and abdomen from all angles.

But this kind of pure thrust can't even get close.

Menechel only glanced at it, and before his sword could rise and fall, the magic flowing through his body had already spontaneously formed a serpent of lightning. As soon as the tip of his spear touched the arc, his forward momentum collapsed instantly. From the point of contact, countless black dust floated out, and the red lightning spread, tearing the charred Knight to pieces in an instant.

The blood mist evaporated quickly, Menasheel's nose twitched slightly, and the smile on the corner of his mouth suddenly turned cold.

He turned around and slashed with his sword towards the darkness somewhere.

The red light from the sword's edge flowed along with it, as if being pulled by something, the red lightning was peeled off bit by bit and merged into the darkness. But before the lightning could be reduced, the blood-colored magic power flowed through Menechelle's body and fed back to the blade, and the edge of the dragon sword not only did not decrease, but became more agitated.

Menechel's magical blade spread all the way downward, and the overflowing lightning snakes exploded where it met the black curtain, tearing apart the surrounding scenery.

click-

The sound of something breaking was heard, echoing in the quiet hall.

A ray of light shone through the deepest darkness, and then

The roar and rustling sounds sounded at the same time, the space trembled more and more violently, and the red thunder exploded, accompanied by a crackling sound, swallowing up Minashel and everything around him as if out of control.

The world returned to peace.

The sound of shattering became more and more solid, and a strange light suddenly penetrated into the darkness. With this point as the center, beams of light after beams penetrated into this dim area, and the blackness above the head exploded in a spider web shape.

Debris poured down, and the vision suddenly returned.

In front of him, in the direction where the sword was pointing, Morgan was sitting on the throne.

The sword light brushed past the throne and flew past it, causing the air flow to whiz away. The electric arcs remaining in the air jumped and were intercepted by circles of spells.

"It's really a brutal act like that of a wild beast."

The veil was blown away by the strong wind, revealing Morgan's sneer. Facing Minachell, she was not as panicked as Minachell imagined.

The burns caused by the high temperature and explosion caused by the full-power detonation of magic power also affected Menachel. The darkened muscles and burnt yellow armor were quickly repaired under the nourishment of magic power. Menachel couldn't help but narrow his eyes and look at the other party seriously.

"But you shouldn't have barged into a magician's workshop."

Morgan suddenly raised his hand.

Immediately afterwards, two rotating spells rose up from under Menechel's feet.

Menechel exerted force with his calves, and the magic that restrained his feet suddenly broke.

But at this moment, the light in front of him suddenly became brighter.

A purple-red beam of light as thick as half the palace suddenly burst out and pierced through the entire palace in an instant.

"You are courting death by challenging me in my own territory (Camelot City)."

Morgan looked coldly at Menachere who was submerged in the stream of light.

However, before Morgan could relax his frown, an arm suddenly stretched out from the beam of light.

A blood-red mist sank onto the arm, and several pieces of broken armor hung in the hand.

"Your territory?"

The voice was frivolous and disdainful.

The beam of light began to rapidly fade from a certain point, and gradually a human figure appeared.

The red heavy armor was melted by the burning of magic power, revealing the solid muscles of the upper body.

Menechel suddenly opened his eyes.

He raised his left hand high and protected his chest with his right hand. Bloody arcs of electricity protected his body, circling and outlining a vague snake-like outline.

"Camelot is a British territory, and I am the first knight of Britain!"

Suddenly, he slashed his right hand to the side like a blade, and the beam of light was cut along his palm.

Amid the dissipating magical residue, Menechel held his head high. Although he was standing at the bottom of the stairs, he gave Morgan a feeling of superiority.

He said:

"Now, you are the challenger!"

Haha ...

390. Chapter 374 The Legendary First Knight (Part )

390.

2023-10-26

The beam of light was broken by Menechel's bare hands, and the scattered bits of magic power gradually crumbled into the air.

The clear and loud voice echoed throughout the entire hall, and the restless wind seemed to have stopped because of Menachel's words.

Looking at the knight under the jade throne, the red scales that had previously disappeared under the beam of light were repaired little by little, covering Menechel's body. The surrounding magic power was like a quietly dancing flame, dispelling the mark and coldness belonging to Morgan around him.

That represents Camelot's strongest and final line of defense.

Morgan recalled his conversation with Aggruwen.

She asked if Gawain and her other descendants had a chance to conquer Camelot. And Aggiwen's answer was:

"No, with Master Menachere here, the king will definitely be safe."

She didn't believe it, but she still asked according to Aguiwen's words, what if Menechel and the king became alienated?

Aguguiwen's answer was still no.

"Lord Menechel will never be bewitched."

Yes.

Now, Morgan was finally convinced.

Jealousy, they are obviously the daughter of King Uther and they live in the same world, but why is she so alone while her clumsy sister is always surrounded by people who love her?

"Yu Mei's loyal dog."

For some unknown reason, she opened her mouth to persuade Menichel to surrender, but before she could do that, Menichel had already stepped forward.

With just one step forward, the intimidating pressure came upon Morgan.

But Morgan did not move, and immediately displayed a circle of various spells between her and Menachel.

Chains, lightning, flames, vengeful spirits, poisonous fog, familiars, all kinds of creatures came pouring in.

But the scarlet knight was like a city wall, the flames were smashed, the lightning were dispersed, the chains were broken free, the poisonous fog was ignored, and the vengeful spirits and familiars were intimidated by the more powerful murderous intent as soon as they touched that body, and dared not approach.

Saber Menechel's magic resistance is as high as A-level, and she is immune to most magic below A-level. For all magicians, this is an enemy at the level of the natural enemy. Even for a great magician like Morgan, not every spell he casts is an A-level magic in a position that has been arranged long ago.

Moreover, in addition to the basic magic resistance, there is also the charge state granted by [Immortal Knight]. Unless Morgan's magic can kill Minechel in an instant with A-level magic resistance and super high durability, it will not be able to cause damage to Minechel.

Morgan's eyes gradually narrowed as she watched Menachem getting closer and closer to her, but she still sat on the throne with no intention of getting up.

Finally, when the edge of Menechel's sword was only half a fist's distance away, a golden cup-shaped shadow appeared between the two of them.

——Are you going to defend?

Menechel narrowed his eyes, his second hand quietly grasped the hilt of the sword, and the treasure was silently released.

But the golden light did not form a barrier in front of Morgan as expected. In the golden light, a burst of black smoke was emitted.

"Aaaaaa——"

A roar came from the black air, and two terrifying red lights burst out from the black smoke, and the black smoke formed the rough shape of a human.

Berserker appeared out of nowhere and pounced on Menechel from above.