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

The air became hot and restless at this moment.

When everything calmed down again, the floating dust combined with the blood mist to form a vast miasma. It was hard to imagine that anyone could survive in this place, which was like being attacked by a meteorite.

But in the center of the mist that was so thick that it seemed to ooze blood, a human figure appeared at this moment, with manic and peaceful magic surging through his body.

Menechelle frowned slightly as she looked at the scene in front of her.

Even though he had tried his best to conserve the structure of the tower, he still almost flattened the top floor of the bell tower.

Looking around, in the collapsed building, Fujimaru Ritsuka and Mashu could no longer be seen. They were probably completely shattered by the sword just now.

The warm air blew across his cheeks, bringing with it the breath of the battlefield.

"ended."

Standing on the bell tower, Menechelle looked at the entire territory of Camelot. There were rotten curses everywhere. Not far away, the dirty white giant looming in the black curse layer was trampling on the earth wantonly, spreading throughout Britain. In such a situation, not a single goblin survived within his range of perception.

The world has come to an end, and in about a quarter of an hour, the curse layer on Cornunos's body will completely erupt, destroying the Fairy Kingdom and the entire history of pan-humanity.

"Ai, I did what you didn't do."

He looked at the world filled with death and ruin. However, the name that Ai called him came to mind.

Brave.

He is the brave man who takes up the holy sword and saves the world.

He was asked by Ai that if Ai's holy spear could not kill Cornunnos, then use her body to complete the tour and use the holy sword to cut off the curse of the curse to avoid the destruction of Britain in the history of pan-humanity.

However, the savior who betrayed his mission after experiencing this bloody dark fairy tale should not be believed in him, he is the rotten hero.

"Kill everyone, clean up the curse, and allow more branches of civilization to continue. Only in this way can all civilizations be prevented from being polluted."

"This is salvation."

The hot wind blew again, and in the unchanging gray world, a bright blue color came with the wind.

Blue flowers are the color of the sky in his memory, wild hyacinth flowers.

A flower that symbolizes igniting life and separation.

He stretched out his hand to twist the flower, but what he got was a cold touch.

This is not a real flower, but a small flower-shaped hair accessory made into a flower shape by the exquisite forging skills of the Earth Clan fairies.

He remembered that this was the hair accessory that Artoria had entrusted to Fujimaru Ritsuka before she finished making the sword.

but……

“It’s a perfect ending to this journey.”

Suddenly, his smile froze, and he thought, if Fujimaru Ritsuka should have been annihilated by his fatal sword, how could he have left behind such an ordinary little item?

It was only when he realized this that Menechiel took up his sword.

But the attack comes from underfoot.

In the bell tower that was riddled with holes during the battle, dazzling golden light burst out from every inch of the cracks throughout the tower almost at the same time. The golden light went up layer by layer from the inside, decomposing the tower body at the molecular level, and the tower body was silently annihilated and turned into powder scattered in the air.

Menechiel, who lost his foothold, was forced to jump from the bell tower. His feet stepped into the black tide of the curse, and the curse was isolated in the high-heat magic.

Among the shattered tower debris, Menechelle saw countless bright blue hair ornaments slowly falling from the dust, but before they were about to be swallowed by the black curse tide, a light appeared between the cases of the hair ornaments. The golden light.

Not only the hair accessories, but also the nearly collapsed building in the distance, and black ripples nearby. Except for Menechelle, who stood in the center of the black tide, everything around her was covered in this layer of gold.

The black tide composed of curses, the dust floating in the air, and the blue hair accessories falling in the dust all stopped flowing under this golden power at this moment.

A clear female voice that was solemn, commanding, and undeniably majestic sounded in the suddenly open space.

"--If the rest of pan-human history is implicated by Sefalu, then do you intend to destroy them all? If all branches of pan-human history are threatened by Sefalu, will you cut off the entire branch? Is this the ultimate weapon of the planet? Is this the hero appointed by the savior, Ash, who tried to save this country that should have died long ago?"

"Even if you get the holy sword, you don't think about how to defeat Sefalu, and you don't want to believe that future generations have the strength to deal with Yusei. You blindly escape. Are you afraid of being beaten by Sefalu?"

"So, calling you rotten is not an insult to you, Holy Sword Master. Your performance even makes me reluctant to call you by your name."

Although he didn't blink for a moment, Minechel suddenly saw a white hand grabbing the wild hyacinth hair ornament that was suspended in mid-air.

"Parting and the end are just flowery language under the misinterpretation of Fairy Britain. In the history of pan-humanity, it has a better meaning."

"Joy, happiness, everlasting memory, burning love."

"None of this can be overcome by your light words of end."

Under the pure white robe is a bright silver armor, wearing a small pure gold crown, a bunch of unruly hair raised up, the long golden hair is restrained by a blue hairband, but still scattered around the waist. Open, she is like a white lotus blooming proudly. Just standing here dispels the curse around her, forming a vacuum zone where no curse exists.

"You are……"

Whether judging from his own spiritual base fragments or his own memories, this appearance was that of the prophesied child, but the look on his face at this moment made him hesitate to confirm it.

and--

Didn’t she finish her tour and forge a sword with her own body?

"Artoria..."

Hearing this call, Menechel froze.

Because he saw that behind Artoria was the Master of Pan-Human History who he believed had died under his sword.

And in the arms of the girl named Fujimaru Ritsuka, there lay the purple-haired shield user covered in blood. Her magic power was very weak, and her breathing was unheard. Even opening her eyes, let alone fighting, was nothing to her at this time. It was a challenge, but it was only relieved by Artoria's magic.

But it is undeniable that the girl named Mashu is still alive.

Right in front of Menechelle, Arturia, who was sure that Mash was out of danger, looked at Fujimaru Ritsuka tenderly: "Thanks to you and Mash for not giving up until the last moment, I was able to rely on your enthusiasm Came from Paradise.”

The damaged black scales on Menechelle's body fell off, and then were replaced with a new layer of dragon scale armor: "Are you the reinforcement that Merlin mentioned?"

Feeling the gradually loosening magic in the air, Menechelle's tense heartstrings relaxed.

That's it...

It is true that his slashes cannot be defended. When the sword power accumulated to an unprecedented level, the condition of "death at one touch" was almost achieved. However, that is only a law that applies to the surface world.

At the same time as his slash fell, Artoria brought the Star Inner Sea located inside the world to the surface in a form similar to an inherent barrier.

His Noble Phantasm indeed regards this escape as defense, but in the Star Inner Sea where there is no concept of death, subsequent damage cannot be used.

"Yes, Suzheng, the Paradise Fairy of the Inner Sea of ​​Stars."

"It's me, not a big shot, just a village girl. But now, I am the savior."

Seeing Artoria's methods, Menechelle said: "You don't need to stop me. Before this, they have denied more than one world. And their world has come to an end in my opinion. I want to It’s just what they did before.”

"But I can't let him have no hometown, right?" Artoria responded calmly.

Under Fujimaru Ritsuka's hopeful gaze, and under Menechel's solemn gaze——

Arturia closed the hand holding the hair ornament, and then, a halo of light bloomed between her palms.

The gold and blue inverted scabbard was stretched in her palm, forming the shape of a staff of choice. On the staff of choice, a wild hyacinth flower floated silently.

"You should have rescued Lancelot together." Menechelle said: "I was raised as a [single weapon]. You can't win one on one."

"They have completed their mission well. They have consumed both of your swords."

——Has it been seen?

Menechelle was a little surprised.

but--

"Previously, even three against one could not win in my hands." Menechelle raised his sword, and the bloody light lit up again as the magic power gathered. He realized that his words seemed to be too much, but he did not think that Meaning: "And now that I'm familiar with this spiritual base, you have no chance of winning."

"It's useless to talk more. Come on, coward." Her eyes were calm: "It's still three against one."

There was no time to mourn the death of the First Knight of the Round Table, so the one who immediately rushed to the battlefield was Britain's most powerful magician, Artoria Castor.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 498 The Savior and the Brave

The dust was billowing, and the gray smoke that had lost its golden light was falling slowly.

The black scales followed Menechel's palm and covered the blade of the Holy Sword of the Stars. The pure black snake scales expanded the knight's sword three times, completely transforming the Holy Sword of the Stars into one as wide as a person tall. The sword, the black sword and the black armor, combined with the rising blood mist, made Menechel look like a warrior who had just completed the great feat of slaying a dragon.

Artoria closed her eyes slightly. When she opened them again, behind her, golden light prisms bloomed in a fan-shaped circle. Her expression was completely restrained, and her eyes were unsmiling and plain, but it was enough to make those with evil intentions dare not look at them. . The red tassel flutters on the blue-gold staff of choice, which looks like a spear inserted upside down. The light of the staff of choice is even more shining against the golden edge of light behind it. The staff is horizontal, and its cross section cuts across the falling dust, only reflecting in the reflection. The moment it coincides with the real thing.

boom--

The wall surrounding the large cave roared, and countless cursed black hands stretched out from under the abyss to push the wall down, and the wave of curse set off by Cornunnos set off for the second time.

Menechel, who had been motionless just a moment ago, had already drawn red thunder in the roar, and the sword he raised smashed into smoke. The cursed black tide that covered every inch of the land steamed up a line of eye-catching lines under the burning of the red thunder. The white marks on his body moved forward as fast as a dragon out of the sea. In the blink of an eye, it had arrived at Artoria's side. Without any stored energy, the raised sword struck down with the force of a mountain, but before the move was completed, The moment before it turned into a bevel.

Boom!

With one sword strike, the black tide exploded

The pure black-scaled sword sank into the black tide. The cursed black water under the sword and the splashed soil under the black tide turned into mist and powder under the thunderous sword. The aftermath of the spreading magic turned the approaching black tide. The layers of waves rose up, and a three-foot-wide pit instantly exploded in the black tide. The squeezed curse immediately set off higher waves, which were flattened by another completely opposite wave of magic power before it could spread outward.

The curse that fell in mid-air was shattered into pieces, and was dispersed by the energy released before falling.

The huge black tide actually exploded a huge hole with Menechel as the center.

Watching Artoria falling as lightly as a fallen leaf dozens of meters away, Menechelle's eyes were filled with surprise. Artoria, who he thought was just a magician, actually showed good performance in close combat.

Just now, he made a brazen attack in an attempt to force out Artoria's defense, but the moment he approached, Artoria had already detonated magic power under her feet, and the out-of-control magic explosion injured Artoria's legs. At the same time, it also pushed her back quickly, avoiding the sword at an almost tricky angle, and her injured feet were healed by magic before landing.

Artoria inserted the chosen staff into the turbulent tide, and the golden light was hidden in the rolling tide, directly pulling out a five-foot-high wave on the sea. Faced with the raging wave of curses, Menechelle was not surprised. The big sword enveloped the air wave, and the red thunder contained it.

boom--

A flash of scarlet flashed, and the waves were cut off by the surging sword wind before they even got close, neatly split into two from the left and right sides.

But in the dispersed mist, a bit of golden light quietly emerged. With the help of the cover of the waves, Arturia had already walked close to Menechelle. She raised the staff of choice and pulled out the cold light, and used the staff as a spear to hit Menechiel's chest.

Clang——

Menechelle turned the sword and used the broad back of the sword to block the advancing tip of the staff.

Boom——

A shining golden stream of light erupted the moment the weapons connected. A zero-distance magic beam of light was released on the sword, but was absorbed by the black scales on the sword before it exploded.

This is the devouring ability of Jormungandr.

The momentum of magic power pushed Menechel's body, but it was blocked by the solid lower body. Menechelle looked at the face of Artoria who was so close.

"Sure enough, you can dodge my attacks just because you are familiar with my attack methods."

His dark red eyes reflected Artoria's surprised face. If he had acted according to his spiritual abilities, Menechelle would have relied on his powerful physique to receive Artoria's stabbing attack with his chest without dodging, and the subsequent transmitted beam would have been cut off in a short time. Break his magic circuit.

Menechel gave up the use of the heavy sword transmitted from his spirit base. He moved his right hand up to hold the back of the sword. The sudden shift of weight caused the great sword to tilt outward, while Menechel himself hid behind the sword and moved the sword. The front pushed towards Artoria.

Menechelle took half a step back with his left foot, giving him room to exert his force. The rushing air cut through the magic power, and the sword moved forward at a crazy speed and pressed down violently.

The horizontal staff blocked the pressure of the sword, but the trembling of the staff showed that Artoria was not relaxed at this time, but as a layer of blue-gold magic appeared on her body surface, it was moving towards her bit by bit. The cold light pressing against her face was lifted little by little.

But this was still not enough to eliminate the power gap between the two sides. At the moment when the distance between the two sides was widened, magic power exploded under Artoria's feet again. The wind pressure of the explosion crushed the black tide into a round moon-shaped groove, and pushed her body towards Then take it out.

But then the next sword struck again.

The curled sword blade stirred up the roaring wind.

And Menechel turned with the sword, but in an instant he was covered by the red sword light. The spiral energy turned into a continuous sword force, and the black tide was stirred into a vortex. If he was hit once, he would He fell completely into this continuous slashing attack until it was chopped into pieces.

Clang, Clang, Clang——

The sound of gold and iron clashing kept repeating. Arturia raised her staff to block it, and each time she narrowly missed the slashing blow.

Obviously she was at a disadvantage in terms of strength and movement speed, and she was constantly retreating after being hit. But every time Arturia just raised her staff lightly and clicked on the space, she could accurately move the weapon hidden in the bloody light. Click on the sword edge in the middle.

That effortless and understated look made people mistakenly think that it was Arturia who had the upper hand.

Swish!

The rotating sword light suddenly retreated on the way forward, and the half distance opened allowed Artoria to hit the empty space with the tip of her stick.

Before he could take back the Rod of Choice, a huge shadow had already hit him.

The terrifying energy contained in the heavy sword was directly vented on the ground.

The power of the sword thrust forward, splitting the black tide on both sides in an instant and spreading in a straight line.

Still unable to hit Arturia, Menechelle raised her head and looked at the girl who jumped into the air. She suddenly grasped the hilt of the sword with both hands, and the sword glowed blood red at this time.

This time, Menechelle did not pursue him again. He looked at Artoria, who had nowhere to rely on. There was still no fear in his eyes, and there was even a hint of pity in his eyes.