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

Facing Fujimaru Ritsuka's expectant gaze, Oberon shook his head regretfully.

"Spriggan placed people in Treasury City. Unlike other places, the terrain is quite complicated, and it is said that even disasters cannot destroy it."

After a pause, Oberon continued: "However, judging from various performances, your companion... his name is Matthew, right? It seems that he can't remember you at all."

"Vault City? Maybe I can take you there." Ezequiel took off his sunglasses, and his dark red eyes looked at Oberon with a proud expression: "I am also an intelligence officer, and I also have information in this regard."

"Why do you have that?"

"Ah...this." Ezequiel chuckled: "Before I was imprisoned in the National Killing Theater, I was still very young. I tried to steal the treasures of the Vault City. Although I failed, at least I Memorized the route”

Oberon narrowed his eyes.

For a moment, he shook his head in disgust: "Forget it, after so many years, if the map is changed, I will vomit when I think of being locked up in the basement with you."

"Yes, after all, now is a great opportunity to meet the Child of Prophecy." Ezequiel smiled and was not annoyed.

"It's a pity, but in my opinion, that Matthew is not the child of prophecy."

"It is precisely because she is not the child of the prophecy that when the real child of the prophecy hears the news, she will definitely rush over to take a look. I know what the child of the prophecy looks like." Ezequiel suddenly turned to Fujimaru Ritsuka: "Why? Well, miss, would you like to take a walk on the street?"

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 438 Norwich Part

Compared to the last time I came to Norwich, the sky became darker. A "gathering of disasters" similar to dark clouds completely covered the entire Norwich sky, with a few traces of blood-colored smoothness in the darkness. .

But even in such a gloomy atmosphere, it did not affect the earth fairies selling their products on the main street.

--nothing had changed at all, as it had been in Norwich the last time she had been here.

"What are you thinking about?"

The sound exploded in her ears, and Arturia could even feel the air flow when the speaker opened his mouth.

An inexplicable sense of familiarity swept over Artoria's heart, and she felt that the things on both sides of her field of vision suddenly retreated. The sense of sight that things were different and people were different brought her back to her senses.

But the speaker was not the black-haired young knight in her memory. The fairy Menechelle was looking at Arturia. When she saw the other person looking at her, she spoke again: "Are you okay?"

——Are you worried that she had suffered some kind of mental magic attack when she saw that she was absent-minded?

Thinking of this, Artoria smiled slightly: "It's okay."

"Don't worry, Lady Artoria must be thinking about Senior Menechelle again - it hurts." As soon as Gareth opened his mouth, Artoria hit her on the head with a knife, and she hugged her immediately. My head is speechless.

"Gareth, it's too loud!"

Artoria retracted her chopping palm angrily, her eyes closed and her cheeks couldn't stop turning red. At the same time, she took out a loaf of bread from the arms of the fairy Menechelle and stuffed it in Gareth's mouth.

Immediately, a line of sight followed the bread and bit Gareth's body tightly. The trembling feeling of being watched by a superior predator swept through Gareth's body.

——As an immortal, the fairy Menechel may not remember how many people she has met in her long life, but as an immortal, the fairy Menechelle must remember how many slices of bread she has eaten.

Ignoring the two chirping fairies behind her, Artoria carefully looked around - this was the area blocked off by Spriggan, which was also known as the Treasury City, the indestructible fortress of the Fairy Country.

If it weren't for the magic to hide their figures, they would definitely not be able to get in with their status. But the reason she came here at this time was not to go to Treasury City to see who the fake Son of Prophecy was in the rumors, but to the Bell Tower located directly above Treasury City, where the bell chosen by the Earth Clan was kept.

Fortunately, due to the special nature of this place, there wasn't a single goblin around.

"Here?" The elf Menechelle's unique voice, which always lacked emotional ups and downs, sounded in her left ear.

Her golden eyes looked at the square earth-black building below the bell tower. The square fortress made of pure iron made it different from the surrounding houses that were as unchanged as copy and pasting. Her first impression was that Nothing to say.

"Have you been here?" Artoria looked over and was surprised to find that the bread bag originally held in the other's arms had been transferred to Gareth's arms, and the latter was chewing bread with a sad face and showing his pain. It looks like it's painful to swallow.

——This stupid dragon probably hasn’t learned to torture people yet, so is it because Norwich’s bread is so unpalatable that even she can’t eat it? What kind of bread is that... mashed potato flavor?

Arturia shuddered and was glad that she didn't try it easily.

"Ai has been there, I only watched from a distance below." However, her eyes never moved away from the square: "I have never seen that thing."

"This is Treasury City. Construction started after Spriggan took office. It has only been completed for less than ten years."

Arturia had no way to avoid the disaster, and all she could think of was to act according to Ainsel's prophecy.

【Town of Iron, Sea of ​​Coal】

[When repelling disaster, the pilgrims should be welcomed]

[The sound of six bells teaches people how to know, and the way of the true king begins with this]

"If you want to go to Bell Bell, you have to go here - what are you doing?"

Halfway through her words, she suddenly heard a gentle sniff in her ear. The eyes of the fairy Menechelle, who was still not very smart just a moment ago, suddenly became bright, and she twitched the tip of her nose towards the surroundings.

"hungry?"

Due to the height difference, Artoria was unable to see the alertness flashing in the eyes of the elf Menechelle, but soon a chill rose from her feet and went straight to the tips of her hair.

Two huge wings suddenly stretched out, surrounding the three of them. And almost at the next moment when the dragon wings closed, a sharp and heartbreaking sound came from the outside.

Bang!

The heavy impact made Artoria's scalp numb. If not for the obstruction of these wings, the attack that came out of nowhere would have almost landed on her.

"what happened?"

She nervously held the staff of choice, being protected between the dragon wings, she couldn't see anything. In the darkness, only a pair of golden vertical pupils shone brightly.

"The smell of curse."

The delicate skin on Elf Menechelle's face was covered with a layer of fine angular scales. The dragon's horns, which were originally so small that they were submerged in her black hair, protruded outwards with the injection of magic power, and her body swelled up. Mi Liu expanded to three meters, and his hands and feet swelled together, gradually transforming into the shape of a beast.

The wings suddenly flapped, and with the fairy Menechel as the origin, a mass of magic power spread out. Almost at the same time when the wings were revoked, when the first ray of light from the outside world penetrated, Garret Si then had already used his shield and gun to smash away the black slimy figure that came towards him.

Artoria also understood and released the magic she had been preparing just now.

The Rod of Choice pointed forward, and the spell bomb detonated an area in front.

Morse was blown out and shot through by Gareth before he hit the ground.

But before she could put away her driving posture, a second Morse suddenly jumped from the vault city and rushed towards Artoria, who had the door wide open.

The huge dragon wings slapped from one side split Morse in two. At this time, the fairy Menechelle had completely separated from the human shell, and her body was lying on the ground with a half-bowed body.

As the yellow sand rolled by the air current, a giant dragon more than a hundred meters long rose up from the ground in the flying sand and dust, and rushed into the sky with its wings vibrating. Almost at the same time, her voice sounded in the minds of Gareth and Artoria.

"above!"

Subconsciously looking up, Artoria's pupils shrank suddenly. The originally black and red clouds swirled around the red hole in the middle, and a drizzle of black rain fell like a cumulonimbus encountering cold air. , but look carefully, those black raindrops are not there, but Morse falling from the sky one after another!

She didn't expect that the disaster would begin just after arriving in Norwich.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 439 Dragon Knight in Norwich

It comes after the Morse fell from the sky.

A huge dark shadow came riding the waves.

There is a winding head above the head, and a huge body that is hundreds of meters high protrudes from the end of the sea - or above the clouds. The body that looked like a dead branch seemed to be engraved with an unknown blood light.

Dark, huge, blurry, and unevenly layered, like an evil god covered in black mist, casting a shadow of death toward Norwich below. Just staring at the dark outline, there was a deafening buzzing in the ears. It was as if the brain was ripped away from the body, unable to think. Before they could react, the fear originating from the blood filled the goblins' bodies. .

In the other direction, only separated by a sea, the evacuating goblins fell into panic again because of fear. Whether humans or fairies, when they saw the black shadow coming from the waves, they neither ran away in panic nor pushed each other, but stood still as if their souls had been pulled out of their bodies. At the moment of seeing that being, the will to resist or survive has been destroyed.

Oberon, who was directing the evacuation, pushed the goblins who stood motionless, but after failing to push them several times, he couldn't help but cursed: "What a bunch of stupid goblins who can't be saved!"

There was also a thin layer of sweat on his face, and his face was much paler than usual, as if he was also affected by the curse. But Oberon didn't care about his abnormality. As long as he opened his eyes a little, he could see a circle of black surrounding the street.

It was layers of Morse squeezed together.

If it weren't for Leonardo da Vinci and Thousand Sons Village blocking most of the Morse on the periphery of the manor, they would have been drowned in the ocean of Morse without even needing the hand of disaster from afar to approach.

"It's all your fault. If you insist on saying anything, come out and let Fujimaru see such a thing. How could she not care?"

Ezequiel, who was accused by Oberon, saw the right moment and slashed open a lone Morse with his sword. He was already dissatisfied with being the second line of defense to protect Oberon, and at this time, his spirit The smile on his highly tense face rarely disappeared, but he still did not forget to retort in the gaps between battles: "Even if she stays in the manor, with that little girl's character, she will probably take the initiative to help."

"Why are you not affected?" Oberon suddenly asked as he kicked the stiff goblin in front of him into the shelter.

"I'm not a goblin, why would I be affected - why would you, a follower of Pan-Human History, be affected too?"

"Because I'm a goblin."

The two of them were having an incomprehensible conversation, but their eyes were always on Fujimaru Ritsuka in front of them.

Oberon said suddenly. Fujimaru Ritsuka's magic power is running out, and the remaining refugees who have not entered the shelter cannot be saved.

"Don't worry about these goblins, go and bring her back."

Ezequiel raised his eyebrows, rarely refuting Oberon's suggestion.

Because he also saw a huge thing less than a kilometer away from the port.

——You must escape.

At the same time, not only him, but also Fujimaru Ritsuka, who was blocking the front, had the same thought in his mind.

She could clearly feel her body trembling with fear, and the voice of Leonardo Da Vinci, who was coming and going from far away, could be heard constantly in her ears, urging her to evacuate.

That is a more terrifying enemy than the goblin Gawain.

But that's the only thing you can't do. Because at the end of the coastline, there is another person who is desperately resisting the waves of Morse.

With short purple hair and tight black armor, he wandered among countless Mors with only a shield. He rushed to the front line to fight Mors from the very beginning of the disaster.

"Matthew is still there!"

She saw a stream of light coming from a distance, a pure blue magic bundle sliding across the dim sky, falling behind the huge figure in the distance, but it was like a stone sinking into the sea without causing a single ripple.

Not to mention it stopped, it didn't even have the thought of defense.

One after another, the magical light beams approached quickly. As if inspired by the attack from nowhere, Da Vinci also threw out several spell bullets in succession. But the black disaster only approached indifferently.

Finally, the water brought up by its walking set off huge waves, which changed the topography of Norwich before it even reached it.

The oncoming waves were blocked by Senko Muramasa's sword, and the subsequent fine sea water was blocked by Leonardo da Vinci's magic barrier.

At this moment, a hand grabbed Fujimaru Ritsuka's wrist.

"That's it, Fujimaru Ritsuka, we have to leave!"

Ezequiel did not give Fujimaru Ritsuka a chance to retort, and tried to pull Fujimaru Ritsuka back. However, Da Vinci and Chiko Muramasa not only did not stop him, but also cooperated to lock the defense line.

Swish!

Before they could even take a step forward, a chill caught up with them.

Every part of her body felt like being pierced by needles. The intense chill made Ritsuka Fujimaru's body sway. Not only her, but also the three people around her who were closely protecting her also became stiff.

With an indescribable snoring sound, the fog wrapped around the huge black shadow suddenly dispersed, and with this buzzing sound, the surrounding Morse exploded into dust in an instant.

Fujimaru Ritsuka's eyes widened.

It wasn't until this moment that she realized that both the twisted and growing horns and the draped torso were just countless cursed hands entwined together.

Countless dark palms swarmed toward the pier, as if they were trying to drag the whole of Norwich into hell.

"Is this...a disaster?"

His voice was trembling, and although he could speak, his body was uncontrollably frozen in place.

I can only watch helplessly as the hand of disaster approaches.

"Damn, such an opponent..." Ezequiel struggled to get up from the ground, looking at Fujimaru Ritsuka with a rather complicated look.

But in the end he pulled out the sword, perhaps because he could no longer control his stiff body. When he drew the sword, his palm was cut, and red blood flowed on the sword.

But, he didn't wait until he drew his sword.

A loud dragon roar rang in his ears. That roar seemed to have magical power, and a wave of heat arose in everyone's heart, dispelling the chill in their bodies.

A blazing beam of light fell from the sky, shattering the palm that was reaching towards Fujimaru Ritsuka.

The fine stones on the ground danced randomly, and at some point, a strong wind blew in the sultry weather.

"Hey, I must be dazzled..."

Fujimaru Ritsuka heard Chiko Muramasa's voice.

"Dragon. Dragons still exist in this era!" This is Leonardo da Vinci's voice.

Fujimaru Ritsuka looked at a dark shadow passing over his head at a very fast speed. Even compared to the [Hand of Disaster] that was so close at hand, it could be said to be on par with others.