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

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?"

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

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

"Matthew is still there!"

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.

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.

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

"Because I'm a goblin."

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

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

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.

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."

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

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

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.

——You must escape.

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

That is a more terrifying enemy than the goblin Gawain.

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

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 Chizi Muramasa's sword, and the subsequent fine seawater 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.

With pure black scales, exaggerated wings, and golden vertical pupils, it was clearly a giant dragon. The moment the two sides passed each other, Fujimaru Ritsuka saw a girl in a blue beret standing on the dragon's back, holding a staff in one hand.

"That's the child of prophecy!"

This was Ezequiel’s determined voice.

——Dragon Knight!

Fujimaru Ritsuka's eyes lit up. The warrior riding the dragon is indeed worthy of the name of the savior fairy.

But she didn't forget what she should do now.

She ran to Matthew.

(End of this chapter)