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

After several attempts, the shackles that trapped Menechelle remained motionless.

"Cut off my chained hands and feet."

Suddenly, Arturia heard Menechelle's voice. Arturia paused and looked at Menechelle blankly, as if she couldn't believe what she heard.

"Don't let Gareth wait too long, as it will increase the risk of exposure." Menechelle was also looking at Artoria, and he said, "Don't waste time."

His greatsword was broken, otherwise, he could have done it himself.

Arturia became confused and became determined. She bit her lip and raised her cane, and the magic power soaked the cane.

With a flash of cold light, Artoria chopped off Menechelle's lower legs and forearms.

The expression on Menechelle's face relaxed a little, as if she was pleased with Artoria's behavior.

"Your Majesty Morgan had already expected that his accomplices would come, but none of the goblins guarding the city noticed it. They are really a bunch of idiots."

The door was suddenly pushed open, and with the sound of noisy footsteps, a group of goblins led the way. The one who spoke was a horse-faced goblin wearing bronze armor. The magic coming from his body made Artoria feel frightened. That was definitely not the case now. A guy that I can deal with.

Arturia grabbed the Staff of Choice with one hand and fixed Menechelle on her back, and reached for her arms with the other hand, but at that moment.

Damn—!

Suddenly, there was another heavy blow.

Gareth stepped forward with his shield and hit the long-handled battle ax chopped down by the horse-faced goblin. As the girl shouted angrily, magic power bloomed from the shield, and the horse-faced goblin was squeezed away from the door.

"quick!"

Without Gareth's reminder, Artoria had already made a move, and she suddenly threw something towards the goblins blocking her in front.

The goblins immediately dispersed to both sides, and the shield-wielding goblins immediately stepped forward to block it.

However, the expected explosion did not occur. Instead, a cloud of gray mist spread towards the surrounding area.

【Props made】

The gadgets I had previously made in my spare time produced excellent results at this time.

At this moment when the gray fog obscured her vision, Arturia grabbed Gareth. Her body burst out with a power that even she had not expected, and she carried Menechelle through the gap that Gareth had knocked out. Run out.

By the time the goblin guards blew away the gray mist, these three people had long since disappeared.

……

——There is no escape.

This was Menechel's judgment after escaping from the cell. As soon as he stepped out of the cell and even before he ran out of the warehouse area and into the square, Menechel saw a familiar figure.

The blue armor fit her small body. The elf with beautiful long lavender hair had a straight face. She still had that cold attitude, but for some reason Menechelle actually felt a lot of excitement from it. Unwilling.

This super cute goblin is the goblin knight Lancelot.

——No wonder the guards in the cell were easily broken through. It turned out that they were just acting as an atmosphere team.

"If it's a fairy with pink hair, we might have a chance."

Menechelle lay on Artoria's back, with his hands and feet cut off. He was now unable to fight - Morgan did not kill him immediately, perhaps to lure out the Child of Prophecy.

"Tristan has been grounded by His Majesty Morgan. Woodworth is recovering from his injuries. The only one who can take action now is me."

As if he heard Menechelle's words, Lancelot said solemnly as he landed, and glared at Menechelle intentionally or unintentionally.

Gareth immediately put up a shield and stepped forward, blocking the distance between the two sides.

"I'm sorry, Artoria, I was the one dragging you down."

Menechel suddenly remembered that in his original world, it was Lancelot who killed Gareth during his escape.

"His Majesty Morgan said that he cannot kill you now... Go back to your cell." While Lancelot was speaking, the surrounding knights slowly surrounded him.

"Artoria, turn left!"

That was not the voice of Gareth or Menechiel, the voice came from the Rod of Choice.

The strange voice made the elf Lancelot nervous. But Artoria did not hesitate for a moment and flew to the left. There were only three elves standing symbolically on the left.

Just when Arturia turned around, the fairy Lancelot had already rushed towards her.

The scabbard on the side of the arm was suddenly thrown forward, and the light blue thin blade was unsheathed and stabbed straight into Artoria's head.

But before that, someone flashed out from the side.

Gareth grabbed the big shield and leaped high into the air.

Clang——!

The goblin Lancelot was a little shocked. She had obviously changed the path of her attack, and the possibility of being blocked was infinitely close to zero. However, this possibility, which was not even one in ten thousand, was still caught by Gareth. Gareth, on the other hand, closed his eyes in pain, and when he opened them again, his eyes were bloodshot.

Just between closing and opening his eyes, and the moment the shield came into contact with the sword, fine cracks appeared all over the shield.

The shield shattered and Lancelot's sword pierced Gareth's shoulder. Lancelot was worried about accidentally crushing the three of them and tried to stop his strength, but it was already too late.

Gareth's body slammed into the back of Artoria behind him, and the huge force knocked Artoria away.

The three goblins blocking them on the left had no time to react and were knocked down. Then they staggered and fell backwards.

As the three goblins sank, the scene behind them was revealed.

——It turned out to be a deep pit that collapsed downwards.

The elf Lancelot was startled, and she subconsciously rushed over to stop him.

but……

"Artoria, don't let her come."

The Rod of Choice sounded again. A bright light burst out from the staff. Arturia looked at the deep pit. Her hesitation only appeared for a moment and was replaced by determination in the next moment. Her body also lit up with a dazzling light. She almost released all her magic power. This magic trick happened.

The majestic magic power formed into blazing white light and rushed toward the elf Lancelot. Lancelot quickly raised his body. When she realized that it was just a lighting magic and wanted to take another sharp turn, it was already too late.

The three of them fell into the pit and passed by the outstretched hand of the fairy Lancelot, who quickly rose up like a jet.

——It’s just another scolding from Morgan, there’s no need to go down to the underground cave.

……

The body is falling.

In the extremely dark environment on both sides, Menechel realized this deeply.

He didn't know how terrifying the large underground cave was, but he could clearly feel that the temperature had become cold and humid.

Arturia and Gareth seemed to have fallen into a coma.

The goblin who had fallen into the pit earlier fell towards the bottomless darkness. Menechelle used her good hand to catch Gareth who fell from the side, and used her hand with the wrist cut off to hold Artoria.

And in the darkness, a bit of pure white suddenly flashed out.

As the bit of pure white came closer, Menechelle saw clearly that it was actually a moth.

Instead of being afraid of him, the moth flapped its wings towards him and landed on his face. A cold touch came from his face, and then quickly became hot.

--magic.

The magic power is transmitted along the moth.

--who is it?

Menechelle had no intention of paying attention to this now, he had made his own judgment.

This little magic power is definitely not enough to repair the body, but there is something he can do.

The Razer was beating on his body, and he controlled his body. The Razer was transparent, and the explosion it produced pushed him closer to the cliff.

Menechelle opened her mouth and showed her teeth.

His teeth rubbed against the stone wall, making a numb noise.

The mouth was filled with the smell of blood, but the falling speed did not slow down, and the upper jaw seemed to be torn apart.

His eyes looked downward, and there was still no end below under the reflection of the electric light.

The tooth suddenly broke, and the broken half flew out.

The body is still falling. But neither hand can be let go.

The intact eye moved downwards, and the peripheral vision of his vision was directed downwards.

Finally, he saw a platform protruding outward in the darkness.

Menechelle let go of his teeth, and he adjusted his position so that his body was underneath.

There was a violent collision on his back, and his already scarred body twitched. He carefully put Artoria and Gareth down.

This platform was a little larger than he imagined. It could accommodate about five people standing flat on each other. The cut was flat and it was not a naturally formed stone platform.

While Menechel was observing the surrounding environment, he suddenly felt a chill on his back. Turning around to look, I saw two golden light sources suddenly lighting up in the darkness.

call--

With the strong wind blowing, Menechelle hurriedly hugged Arturia tightly and blocked Gareth with her body to prevent the two sleeping fairies from continuing to fall.

Opening his eyes, Menechelle saw clearly what was in front of him through the not-so-bright light.

Then his breath hitched.

A vague outline gradually emerged from the shadows.

A giant dragon with black scales all over its body. Its streamlined body is full of beauty. It does not have the legendary bloated figure. It is just lying down, almost occupying most of the entire stone wall. Its head lying on the ground is facing Menache. Well, between its eyebrows, hundreds of bright red scales intersect with each other to form a complex pattern.

Bang bang bang bang!

Immediately there was a violent collision of iron chains. Several shackles appeared from the body of the giant dragon, each of which was as thick as a human body, especially the one that locked its head. Even compared to the huge dragon head, it could not be called thin. These shackles were crisscrossed and criss-crossed. , tightly locking every joint of it, making it difficult for it to make violent movements.

There is actually a dragon locked here!

This plot cannot be written. No matter how I write it, it is a bit forced. This is the best way to deal with it.

As for how Arturia and Gareth came in, in the original plot of 2.6, c stayed in Gloucester and said that she had magic to sneak into Murien's auction house. Considering that Oberon and Leonardo da Vinci were both Servants can transform into spirits, so her magic can be used by at least one person (Fujimaru Ritsuka) besides herself, so it is applied here, and I feel that as long as she does not enter the palace city, Camelot's defensive strength will be limited. It’s similar to other cities, not to mention that most of the guards were killed by Muramasa and Kenmi.

448. Chapter 427: Prophecy of Salvation Part [Sacrificing a Knight to Victory]

448.

With his legs cut off, Menechelle could only sit down cross-legged, trying his best to hide his wounds and flaws. He looked at the huge dragon head revealed from the cliff of the cave, even though he tried his best to stay calm, But cold sweat still flowed down unconsciously.

The iconic twisted pattern made Menechelle's pupils shrink suddenly.

Although he will not remember the name of an unimportant guy, he will never forget the name of a powerful opponent, and the guy in front of him...

He had also encountered powerful life forms during his lifetime. Even he had been forced into desperate situations several times by the strongest creature in front of him. However, Menechel was still unable to determine whether the black dragon in front of him was the same as the one he was killed during his lifetime. The one he ate was the same one, because the size of the dragon in front of him was much larger than he thought.

In the cave cliff, the black dragon was imprisoned, with its golden pupils shining brightly as it looked at Menechelle.

"You smell familiar."

He did not feel the killing intent from the giant dragon in front of him. Menechel couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. In his current state, it would be difficult to defeat the giant dragon in front of him. The opponent could make them fall with just one breath. Infinite abyss.

——But if it is really the same thing, that is to say, he has not accomplished the great feat of slaying dragons in this world.

But since it is his prototype that does not exist in this era, he should not have local bonuses. When the third sword is struck, his spirit base should dissipate.

He remembered the extra things in his mind, and he questioned why Morgan didn't kill him directly.

——So, who is he now?

"Don't you say anything... The two goblins around you can't bear the curse here."

"Curse?" Menechel forced himself to calm down. He was now the only sober person in the team.

——Speaking of which, when did I actually consider these two fairies as companions?

Menechel thought about it from the beginning, trying to find out when he was "replaced".

"Didn't you notice, those two goblins are already unconscious? It's because of the curse here."

Menechiel discovered that the dragon's mouth did not open or close while speaking. Thinking about it carefully, he had never heard the dragon's voice, but all the meaning it wanted to express had appeared in his mind.

"Are you a goblin?" Menechelle didn't want the dragon to see that he cared about the two goblins behind him, so he changed the subject.

"I'm not a fairy, and I haven't learned how to transform into such a weak primate body yet." Unlike its ferocious appearance, it seems to be particularly easy to talk to. It seems that it is because it has not communicated with anyone for too long, and it also shows... A little talkative: "You and the goblin who fell down not long ago asked the same questions."

Menechel has doubts about the recent concept of dragons. Maybe the recent past in its concept was decades ago.

"What about the goblin?"