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

Chapter 422 Is there no Fairy Knight Kai (big boo)

"Do you know where Morgan is?"

The red sword, which felt heavy just by looking at it, was held on his shoulder with one hand. The black-haired knight's free hand grabbed the chin of the elf in front of him and forced him up to look at him.

The arc on the palm of the hand caused by the excessive accumulation of magic power burned the goblin's cheeks black. But the goblin in his hand just shook his head.

"Don't you know either?"

Clenching his palm slightly, he completely crushed the goblin's head. Menechelle shook his palm, and the Razor instantly vaporized the contaminated blood. The headless corpse that lost its support slowly collapsed, and at Menechelle's feet, there were more corpses of goblins.

In front of the goblin, he killed all the Queen's soldiers who were unwilling to cooperate with the interrogation, but the goblin who survived to the end still didn't say anything. Morgan's sense of confidentiality was indeed quite perfect.

The palace of the Fairy Kingdom was larger than Menechelle had imagined.

Unlike Artoria's palace, which was simple but extremely grand in my memory, Queen Morgan's palace was separated by countless staggered corridors, with no end as far as the eye could see. It is not easy to meet the Queen.

About five minutes had passed since the exposure.

—Hopefully Morgan isn't scared enough to run away.

Thinking of this, footsteps suddenly came from the depths of the corridor. Different from the three noisy trampling sounds encountered before, the footsteps this time were light and cheerful, as if they were not on a battlefield but participating in it. An average outing. Footsteps were approaching very quickly, and the sound of conversations was also heard.

"Hurry up, Beryl, I will definitely be the first to deal with the intruder. Let that bitch look at the old thing and throw it into the trash can."

"Slow down, Miss Ruby. I don't have the name given by His Majesty Morgan."

Unlike the previous dozens of goblin guards, this time there seemed to be only two enemies.

'It seems that finally someone can talk to me. '

Menechelle narrowed his eyes with interest. In order to prevent the enemy from getting lost, instead of taking any action, he increased the release of his own magic power. He looked towards the direction where the sound came from, and there was a dark shadow looming behind the corner of the corridor.

But before Menechel saw the person coming, in the place directly in front of him that should have been empty, extremely faint dark red threads were reflected by the lightning. These dark red threads were densely intertwined and had blocked the road ahead of him at some point. The nearest one was almost right in front of his eyes - just now, if he went a little further, the red threads would It will catch his eyeballs.

"Dirty stuff."

Menechelle was just about to reach out and pull away the thread, but the sound of the air being torn was heard in her ears first. A dark red magic arrow shot towards his face.

He turned half sideways to let go of the red light, and the arrow almost grazed the tip of Menechelle's nose and flew back. The moment they passed by, he could clearly see the dark red thread following the arrow tail. .

The arrow sank into the wall behind Menechelle, and the bloody thread was stretched tight, further compressing Menechelle's position.

"Oh, why do you show such a pitiful posture?"

There was a hint of ridicule in the delicate female voice. Walking towards Menechelle was a fairy with straight pink hair. She was obviously tall, but she gave off a "petite" feeling.

But Menechelle's eyes did not fall on the weak elf. He looked at the man standing behind the pink-haired elf.

"Humans are still masters."

There is no mistake, this is probably the so-called Hidden One.

"Hey, those glasses over there." Menechelle looked sideways at the thin man in a black jacket: "Do you know where Morgan is?"

Beryl's smile froze as if he was confused by Menechelle's sudden question. And correspondingly——

"Asshole! How dare you ignore me!"

The pink-haired fairy gritted her teeth and clenched her fingers suddenly. There were countless bloody threads connected to her fingertips. With her move, the threads laid out suddenly shrank inwards and clung tightly. Living on Menechelle's skin.

"So, it hurts." She said, "The silk thread will cut your skin, and the blood will enter your body and corrode your spirit body. However, you just need to feel honored, because the person who executes you personally is the Fairy Kingdom. The only legitimate heir, me, Fairy Knight Tristan?”

"Oh, Tristan's peer?" He looked up and down at the cute girl in front of him with some surprise. His ability to fiddle with threads was quite similar. Thinking of this, Menechelle grinned, and suddenly felt that even if her peer was really that dog, it would not be an unacceptable thing - at least her gender was preserved.

"Are all fairy knights just little girls like you? Then there is the fairy Gawain? Kai can do it too."

"You bastard!"

Exasperated by Menechelle's indifferent attitude many times, the elf Tristan directly tugged on his right hand, and more silk threads were wrapped around him, almost wrapping the man in the middle into a rice dumpling.

But before Tristan the Fairy could pull off the opponent's head, red light emerged from the densely packed silk threads.

The chrysalis suddenly exploded, and arcs of electricity danced on Menechelle's body, turning into thick armor. A single sweep of the sword blade ignited all the threads.

Tristan groaned, but his eyes turned red: "Don't be too proud!"

She kicked towards the ground and quickly moved closer to the ground. With her hands folded, a huge bloody arrow tore through the air and passed through the center of the corridor. It was attacking Menechelle's waist and abdomen. Although he said teasing words, Menechelle's eyes were slightly cold.

He heard Gareth mention the Fairy Round Table, which was the cornerstone of the Fairy Kingdom and an existence that could withstand disasters.

——Don’t be careless.

The flickering arc of electricity has turned into a scarlet thunder snake. He rushed forward, holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, and smashed it towards the pink-haired goblin below.

The bloody arrow hit Menechel's body, tearing away the magic power on the body's surface, and the armor dented, reaching Menechel's abdomen.

But the wound was too shallow, and it only took a moment for breathing to recover.

The elf Tristan once again strummed the harp like a bow in his hand. As the bow string trembled, several magic-condensed threads strangled Menechelle in front of him.

If it weren't for the slight red glimmer in the magic flow, it would be difficult to even detect the attack coming.

He raised the back of his sword to block the attack that went straight to the door. The remaining bloody thread pierced the armor, making a muffled clanking sound, but this time it couldn't even penetrate the armor.

Unlike what he expected, the power transmitted from the sword was so light that he couldn't believe it.

——What a weak magic power.

In just a blink of an eye, Menechelle was already in front of the elf Tristan, with one foot on the ground, and the sword struck Tristan's head in a sideways slash.

Until this moment, Menechelle had not seen any hint of success in the eyes of the elf Tristan.

The pink-haired girl looked at Menechelle who was suddenly approaching. She ducked down to avoid it and at the same time, she suddenly raised her foot. The heel of the shoe stretched into a spike and pierced Menechelle's chin.

boom!

Without even looking, Menechelle suddenly let go of the hilt of the sword and blocked Tristan the Elf's kick. This time, the heel pierced the armor, bringing out a large area of ​​scarlet, but at the same time Tristan the Elf's My ankle was also caught by Menechiel with my backhand.

He could clearly feel the goblin's muscles in his hands stiffening.

——Even combat experience is missing. Whether he has the ability to adapt to an attack or to counterattack when being attacked, he is basically a novice.

Holding the sword in his right hand, he swung forward and cut through the curse bullets fired by humans in the distance. Menechelle grabbed the elf Tristan's feet and lifted her up.

At the moment of being lifted up, the elf Tristan suddenly turned around and drew the bowstring towards Menechelle again, but the magic power was thrown up before it could move. In the violent shock, the magic arrows failed to gather and turned into particles. go.

——Fairy Knight, that’s it?

The great sword was raised. Menechelle followed the elf Tristan who was thrown away and raised the great sword.

——But no matter what, let’s kill first.

Clang——!

The blades rubbed together, sparks flying out.

A pair of sharp claws blocked the sword, blocking its trajectory. Menechelle looked up and faced a ferocious wolf head. The werewolf's exaggerated and fluffy white hair was flowing due to the stimulation of magic power. It could be seen that he came in a hurry.

The originally stiff suit exploded due to the expansion of the body, leaving only a few pieces of black cloth still stuck to the hair.

And this is Woodworth.

"what you up to!"

Woodworth asked angrily.

Although Menechel did not use all his strength, Woodworth, who hurriedly attacked, temporarily reached a balance with him in terms of strength.

But it's a pity——

Menechel adjusted his posture and held the hilt of the sword with his second hand. The lines on the dim sword shone slightly, and arcs of electricity flashed on the sword.

A red light flashed, and under Woodworth's disbelieving gaze, the sword passed over his claws and landed on his chest.

Menechelle also answered Woodworth's question with a low drink:

"I want to kill you all!"

Magic power bloomed, and the sword brought blood.

Woodworth took a few steps back, and the white fur on his chest was stained with bright red.

　Jian Migan sneaked in to assassinate like this because of his ability. He deliberately wanted to attract the enemy, and it would be best to attract Morgan.

　　Too sleepy, change first and then change

　　(End of this chapter)