The immortal death knight failed to achieve the ending of the heroic spirit

Merlin was pretty annoying at this point.

Anyone can see that Merlin's desire to fight is not high.Morgan tried to use magic to counterattack, and Merlin used illusions to dodge, but if you ignore it, he will stick to him again - as long as Merlin disappears from sight, everyone around him may be Merlin.

"It's just like a fly—" Pushing Merlin back again, Morgan finally couldn't hide his expression: "Disgusting!"

It wasn't that she hadn't thought of countering Merlin. For this reason, Morgan kept Avril, who was used as a surrogate, by Morgan's side. She even took the time to move Berserker, who was madly destroying the surrounding trees after losing her target.

Although the beast has lost its mind, its performance as a combat tool is quite excellent.Morgan knew that if Berserker was to face Merlin, she would probably be fooled by the illusion, so she directly threw Berserker into the rebel army in the city.

There was no need to worry about [accidental injury]. Whether it was archers or shield soldiers, they were torn apart the moment they faced Berserker. The originally orderly and vigorous formation of the resistance army was quickly torn to pieces.

Morgan wanted to use this to force Merlin to fight her head-on, but the fact was that Merlin didn't even glance at the battlefield behind him as if he didn't see it.

—Okay, so good!You just wait for all your knights to be buried here!
As the number of knights in the city decreased, corpses and the human walls piled up with corpses filled almost every foothold, and there were fewer and fewer places for Merlin to hide.The momentum of the rebel army below the city has weakened, but there are no knights of the rebel army on the city.

Now, only Mei Lin was left on the wall of the North City.He gave up using illusion to continue entanglement, and he stood alone in the circle of enemies and corpses.

"You called Berserker, it means they escaped."

Merlin spoke, and there was even a sense of ridicule between the words.Although he tried his best to keep calm, his slightly panting tone and the sweat dripping from his face all showed that he had also exhausted his magic power.

Even Merlin should be tired from the minutes-long illusion that covered the entire northern city wall of Camelot, and the unilateral entanglement with Morgan for more than ten minutes without any rest.

"No, they're dead."

Morgan flatly denies it.

"That means you escaped. You dare not kill King Arthur and Menechel."

Merlin spoke with certainty, as if Morgan would not dare to do that.And Morgan... was indeed hit by Merlin, her expression of being unhappy because of being entangled by Merlin before became completely gloomy.

Because of the excessive anger, her voice even had a trembling sound like a suppressed laugh: "It seems that you know a lot."

"Thanks to you, I found out about it in the king's dream."

Merlin propped up her upper body, and she stared at Morgan with a half-smile expression.

"I didn't even want to get involved...but Morgan, you've crossed the line."

Since the Age of Gods receded, mysterious side creatures like him have followed the principle of [not intervening too much in the process of human development]. Even Artoria, who was raised by him since childhood, except for the crusade against the white dragon, Merlin Neither offered any help other than advice.

—Under human power, Britain will perish.

Merlin respected this law, so he acquiesced and even assisted Morgan in dealing with another of his disciples.I never thought that Morgan would use the power of the mysterious side to try to overthrow Britain.

For this reason, he even did not hesitate to bring disaster to the white dragon in the northern border.

"Humble king... Vortigeng? You are in the north, so—"

A black shadow seemed to emerge from Merlin's shadow, and almost at the same time Morgan's words fell, a slender knight sword pierced Merlin's back.The blade pierced from the back to the chest, this time Merlin's body did not disappear into petals, he raised his hand and grabbed the hilt of the sword.

Afriel turned her wrist calmly, and the knight sword turned along with it, further crushing Merlin's internal organs.

"You are a clone!"

Morgan yelled angrily.

From the position where it was pierced, a gap spread rapidly from the center to the surroundings. Cracks like broken porcelain spread all over Merlin's body. From under the cracks, a scorching white light faintly glowed.

Morgan reacted quickly, condensing a barrier in front of her before the white light erupted completely.

Afriel sensed something was wrong and wanted to get back, but Merlin's hand holding her rapier turned into a barbed vine.

'This kindness will avenge the old man! '

Afriel was startled, she decisively discarded the long sword in her hand, her body quickly turned into a spirit body, and fled through the city wall below towards the ground.

The dazzling white brilliance fully bloomed, but was suppressed in the narrow space by the purple-black barrier.The barrier disintegrated quickly under the strong light, but in the end it suppressed the explosion, not letting a trace of magic power leak out.

Morgan's face was pale, and her hand that leaned on the cane seemed to be shaking.Beside her were the Camelot knights whose faces were pale from the shock of the accident just now.

Avril materialized again, she glanced at Morgan, and while she was hesitating, Guinevere had already approached.

"Your Majesty Morgan."

Beside Guinevere, Berserker stood quietly.

"Master Merlin, he..."

"That's the avatar, his body—"

Thinking of the white dragon, Morgan spoke poorly and seemed to "tsk".

"In that guy Vortigern."

……

On the tip of the moon, Morgan stood in Nancheng, his face under the veil showed no emotion.

At this time, more than ten minutes had passed since the previous scuffle in the North City. She clearly knew that it was just a trap used by Merlin to delay her, but if Morgan hadn't gone at that time, the garrison in the North City would have mutinied directly.

Light-colored photons gathered around Morgan, forming the figure of April.

"King Arthur is no longer in the dungeon."

Morgan nodded slightly to indicate that he knew.She stared at the open south wall city gate. The knights who were originally arranged here lay limp and lifeless in the corner. All twelve knights were hit in the vital points by one blow, not to mention signs of resistance and struggle. Not even a chance to make a sound.

It was the most exquisite illusion. It was obvious that she had already stood in front of several corpses, but the familiars previously placed here were still sending the message that "everything is normal" to Morgan.

——I thought that Merlin's use of illusion to create the illusion of a flying dragon was the beginning, but it turned out that Merlin made a move before that?

Using illusion to mix the knights of the rebel army into the city and seize the south gate, the knights with the strength of the old nightmare couldn't detect it at all.

Merlin hasn't used magic for so long that Morgan doesn't even know how strong he is, but now the old nightmare seems to be telling Morgan in his own way that Morgan is still far behind in terms of magic.

"See, you are the one who was abandoned."

She shifted her gaze and looked at the figure being detained by two knights.He only had one hand, and the other arm was neatly cut off from the joint, with a smooth section, and only rough hemostasis was done on the wound.

This was one of the few captives who survived the previous siege battle and retained the ability to communicate - it was really not easy to survive in the hands of Berserker.

"Please don't make unnecessary struggles, come back when you are lost, and tell us King Arthur's stronghold, so that you can regain your honor."

Guinevere spoke with a voice full of concern.

The knight's face was bloodless, but he showed an exaggerated smile with the corners of his mouth pulled. His bloody face was full of pride:

"We...rescued the king!"

—Oh, so they were martyrs?

Morgan lost interest.

"Caster, let him speak."

Guinevere showed a tangled look on her face, but Morgan didn't give her a chance to refuse.

So she folded her palms in front of her chest in a gesture of prayer.

She said softly, "Sorry."

Merlin is really lazy, but strong is also really strong. Like Scathach, he is a follower who is not dead but relies on projections.Even clones can put Tiamat to sleep