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

Chapter 55 The decisive battle of Europa·King of the North
Heavy shadows were cast from both sides of the mountains, and the suddenly violent wind and snow blew people's eyes away.

It is no exaggeration to say that this miserable cold wind forced some soldiers to lower their weight to prevent themselves from being blown away. Even the knights wearing armor and thick warm clothes could only lower their heads obediently.

The only person unaffected by such a massive storm was Menechel, who was a Servant.

The faint red light that lit up from his body pushed away a lot of wind and snow for him and also dispersed some of the darkness. Because of this, he saw the huge haze lurking in the darkness.

——There is something, hiding in the Europa Mountains.

This idea had just arisen, and at the next moment, two golden beams of light suddenly flashed out from the large black shadow.An ominous premonition welled up in Menechelle's heart.

"spread!"

Menechelle's voice drowned out the wind and snow, but the body of the knight under his command failed to keep up with his reaction.

The wind and snow hindered the movement of the body, and the snow underfoot slowed down the movement.

The strong wind blows, stirring up the wind and snow wantonly.The rumble of collapsing rocks was mixed with the intensifying blizzard.

Menechiel only saw a large amount of white dust suddenly erupting from the mountains in front of him. Falling rocks and snow piled on the falling rocks swarmed in, driving the snow higher up to form a massive avalanche. .

He pulled out the knight's sword from his waist, and the slender blade was polished by the magic power of Menechel's palm. A blazing beam of lightning burst out from the tip of the sword, and the magic power accumulated under his feet exploded, pushing Menechel's body forward.

Raise your hand and swing your sword.The sword drew a string of red arcs and collided with something protruding from the fallen rocks and snow.

boom--!
The thunder roared, and the blade made a "crunching" cry, and sparks illuminated the surrounding darkness. Under the dancing firelight, what was reflected in Menechelle's vertical pupils were four stern lights that shone as coldly as icebergs. Sharp claws and another pair of golden vertical pupils.

The red thunder instantly dried the incoming snow, and the steam instantly enveloped Menechelle's body. The blade and claws refused to give way to each other, and the magic and magic overlapped and eroded each other. The burst of air instantly blew away the whistling wind. Wind and snow.

The sword blade forced back the incoming claw attack, but at the same time, Menechiel himself was forced back. He adjusted his center of gravity in the air, hit the ground with both feet, and Menechiel's whole body was smashed into a deep hole like a cannonball.

Menechelle glanced at the knight's sword, which was still ragged even with magic protection. He did not look back and ordered to the knight behind him:

"Go to Bilu City and find the king."

In the pure strength battle just now, Menechel did not feel that he had much of an advantage.

This is an extremely abnormal thing. Even Lancer, who is as strong as Artoria, is slightly inferior to him in the battle of strength.

Behind him, the knight who knew that he could not intervene in the battlefield immediately reorganized the formation that had just been destroyed by the strong wind and avalanche.

The mountain in front of him shook again.Menechel did not hesitate, and the red thunder gathered again. This time the jumping arc vaguely formed a thunder snake.

The slender sword turned red in the roar of thunder, and there were faint signs of melting.

The thunder snake entangled Menechelle and pushed away all the gravel that came towards her.

In the white snow, Menechel grasped the hilt of the sword with both hands and stared in front of him without blinking.

But there was nothing but white.

Menechelle shrugged her nose and turned her sword in one step, cutting off the long black shadow hidden in the snow and mist.

Clang—!
With this crisp sound, the sword broke. Menechelle reacted quickly and stretched out his hand to grab it, but the cold chill and smooth touch made his palm freeze. It was this moment of delay that An off-white tail as thick as Menechelle's body quickly retracted.

"Don't think about the past."

His voice became colder and he shook off the frost on his hands.

However, his mood also sank, and his hands, which were black and blue from the cold, slowly recovered under the stimulation of magic power.This electric and flint confrontation defeated Menechel's last chance of luck.The one who fought against him was a servant.

Naturally, Menechiel thought of Vortigern, the only servant who had not yet been defeated.

But wasn't he dragged into a permanent sleep by Mr. Merlin as soon as the war started?

The thunder snake burned away the white smoke, revealing a huge hole several meters high and low in the mountain range. A weak red light entered through the hole torn by the explosion in the ice, revealing the faint details inside. Take the shape of a person.

It was the body of a tall but haggard middle-aged man. The shriveled body made his broad body look like a mummy. The old eyes opened, revealing deep golden vertical pupils.Across a layer of ice, those pupils as deep as dead water revealed a look that was completely inconsistent with his appearance...mockery?
The mountains suddenly began to tremble, and the earth began to shake as well.This is by no means an exaggeration or a psychological effect.

From those holes, more gaps opened, the iceberg cracked, and a thick tail shining with cold light first touched the ice, followed by ferocious horns, sharp dragon claws, and the sky-covering The broad wings and exaggerated body wrapped in off-white scales were displayed in front of Menechelle one by one.

Snowflakes poured down from it, completely revealing its true form before Menechelle's eyes.

A chilling breath hit the ground, and the blizzard that had subsided began to blow violently again with its appearance.It was as if this extremely cold land was congratulating their king on their arrival.

--dragon.

What appeared in front of Menechelle was a genuine white dragon.

"Menechel."

"You seem surprised."

"But, didn't I say that?"

Human words came out of the white dragon's mouth. It flapped its wings, but did not fly.

That voice did not belong to a middle-aged man. It was long and sharp. Even though it was much harsher when it came from the dragon's body, Menechelle still remembered the owner of the voice.

——[Menechel, Morgan appeared, and "she" was also outside Bilu City. 】

What came out of the causal line was Fujimaru Ritsuka's urgent voice, and what echoed in his ears was a mocking voice full of revenge: "Have I told you?"

Morgan's curse-like words that had been lingering in his mind slowly overlapped with Morgan's voice in his ears:
——"I know everything about you, but you don't know that in order to destroy Camelot with my own hands, I can use myself as bait!"

The final piece of the puzzle is now completed.

Now that I think about it, when I saw Frozen Corpse Kai for the first time, it didn't immediately want to kill him, but just passed by him like it was showing its face.

The only time Morgan left Camelot City was not for Kai's body. She could have waited until Kai's body was transported back to Camelot before refining magic, but to come to the North for a reasonable reason.

Yes, Morgan already knew it.

That was the clue that let him know that Morgan wasn't dead after all, leading him north.

The north is Morgan's holy land.

All of Morgan's plans came to an earlier date than he expected.

　There won't be a plot where Lord Morgan fails to defeat you. Gunmi is quite reliable.

　　I went to watch the game last night. How should I put it? 0 to 3 South Korea. No sports ball was scored. One misjudged penalty kick and two set kicks were headed in. In fact, the defensive counterattack was executed very well, but the strength was still too high. Big, but it can be seen that the national football team wants to play well. If it continues with this momentum, it is really possible to enter the World Cup.

　　(End of this chapter)