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

Chapter 461 Boggart: Behind us is Gloucester
"Lord Noknare!"

The voice came first, and then the speaker came. Gareth had just arrived, and before she even had time to catch her breath, she pointed her finger at the black clouds spreading in the distant sky: "Disaster—disaster of the beast!"

"Well, I know, that direction is Manchester." Noknare glanced at the other party. Gareth arrived faster than she expected. Grim had already explained it to her before the other party came. A disastrous situation. She even knew that the red and black Calamity was the Fairy Knight Gawain.

The black dog swallowing in the mist, at this time, under its black and red body like flowing magma is an increasingly high flame. The smoke rising from the burning flame merges into the black and suppressed thundercloud, even though it is so far away, Can also be seen clearly.

"Then what should we do?" Gareth couldn't hold back his uneasiness. Manchester's special geographical location separated the northern plains from Gloucester. This made Gareth worried about Artoria. .

"I've sent someone to find out the situation...He's here."

As soon as Noknare finished speaking, a moth flew into the center of the crowd, and with a burst of white mist, Oberon walked out of the smoke. He stretched out a finger to let the little white moth stop in his hand: "Huhu, it's so dangerous, I almost burned it to ashes."

However, facing everyone's nervous or worried gazes, Oberon did not make any excuses: "Manchester is hopeless. Although I only looked outside the city for a while, there should be no goblins there."

"And if I read correctly, the black dog should be planning to leave Manchester. Heading in the direction of Gloucester."

"It's Lady Artoria!"

No need for Gareth to say anything, Noknare had already guessed a thing or two. Her expression changed. Although she was also worried, Nokenale, as the commander-in-chief of the three armies, still made the right decision. She turned to look at the knight in shining armor beside her: "Mr. Percival, let Lentini Thank you, the wind fairy, for passing on this news.”

"Check the status of the injured...and the number of goblins that have just been affected by the disaster. Speed ​​up the battlefield cleanup and send three teams of scouts to Manchester. The remaining goblins are on standby at any time."

Orders were distributed in an orderly manner. Most of the command team that had gathered in the military formation had dispersed. Noknare turned around and hurried to her military tent. But before leaving, he seemed to have thought of something and stopped: "Companions of the Son of Prophecy, I will not order to go to Gloucester in the short term."

Gareth stood there. She was stunned when she heard Noknare's words, and then she realized what she was saying. The hesitation that she was about to say was instantly replaced by joy: "Yes, Lord Noknare!"

……

The wind brought distant sounds, whether they were lords or lower-level elves, even humans could hear them clearly.

That is the unique sound transmission ability of the wind fairy. No matter how far away it is, as long as it is a place where the wind can reach, the message can be blended into the wind and conveyed.

——"My fellow countrymen of the Fairy Country, this is the Allied Forces of the New Fairy Country. To repeat, this is the Allied Forces of the New Fairy Country. I am Olalia, the spokesperson of the Allied Forces."

——"Now, we must issue an evacuation notice. In the direction of Manchester towards Gloucester, a disaster has been born and has now destroyed Manchester. Please take refuge as soon as possible for the goblins along the way."

——"I will repeat it again below..."

Listening to the message carried by the wind, what I saw in front of me was a different scene. At this time, on the central plain, Boggart is probably one of the fairies who can best understand the weight of the light "disaster occurs".

On the plain not far in front of him, a cluster of beating flames could barely be seen, and the sky above him was completely covered by the deepest black, and a terrifying aura came towards this place from a distance. Side spread.

Gradually, a pair of scarlet eyes flashed out from the thundercloud, and a larger body was vaguely visible deeper.

"It's Bagster." Boggart let out a long sigh of relief. He led Sheffield's army away from the northern plains. Before he could reach Oxford, he encountered disaster first.

Thinking back to the crying girl in his memory, Boggart could not relate to the black dog in front of him who seemed to have completely fallen into madness.

"Is the target Gloucester?" Boggart chuckled.

If Bagster was allowed to destroy Gloucester, she would definitely cry with her cry-loving personality.

and--

He turned his head slightly and looked at the clock tower behind him. There is Gloucester, the city where Murien, the last winged goblin, lives.

His muscles swelled, and his body full of explosive power held up the battle suit.

"I am the Lord of Sheffield and the current leader of the Fang Clan, Boggart!"

He turned his back to the heavily armed Sheffield troops who were neatly assembled behind him, all of whom were the elite of the Fang Goblins he had single-handedly selected.

He did not take over Oxford as planned, but mobilized troops to stand in front of Gloucester. Boggart sent someone to notify Murien to escape - although it seems completely useless now.

We must hold on until Murien and the other goblins have all withdrawn from Gloucester!

"We, the Fang Clan, have been degraded to beasts because of Reinek's sin, and because the Fang Fairies are a despicable race that devours fairies! Because the Fang Fairies are a despicable race that doesn't understand etiquette!"

The white lion roared, as if he was practicing for the warriors behind him, and as if he was emboldening himself. The white lion's eyes bulged outward due to the excitement of emotion, and his hair stretched, making his body feel like he was fighting again. It's grown a lot.

At this time, black gas was already emerging from the top of the hillside, followed closely by countless black dogs. The black dogs that detected the goblin's aura swarmed over, but were grabbed by the neck by the Boggart and crushed into a black curse.

"I will give you your honor! I will bear your sins! Entrust your life to me! Dedicate everything to me!"

"Fuck the Queen! Fuck the Fairy Knights! This is the moment for us to prove that the Fang Clan is the strongest in the Fairy Kingdom!"

"Run it for me!"

His voice became thicker and thicker, and in the end it almost turned into a beast-like roar, mixed with the roar behind him.

Roaring like this, Boggart rushed forward on his hands and knees like a real lion. Layers of black dogs rushed toward him like a tide, biting on his fur and leather armor. .

But the Boggarts were all indifferent.

"charge!"

At this moment, he was thinking about Woodworth, his old enemy.

Woodworth, who had always overwhelmed him, finally failed to suppress him this time.

The black dog in front of him was crushed by him, and the black dogs around him were repelled by the soldiers who came after him. Boggart never stayed in the black dog, his eyes were always focused on the center of the black air, the huge, ominous beast of disaster.

"charge!"

The beast's calamity raised its front paw, which was as big as a house, and stepped on the Boggart into the dust and mud with a slap.

So much for the war cry of the Lord of Sheffield.

But only in the next moment, when the Boggart encouraged the lower-tooth goblins to finally raise the momentum to die and was about to fall, the front paws of the huge black dog trembled slightly.

Then, roaring magic power rose into the sky, and Bagster's right paw was forcibly lifted up.

The black dog was forced to stop for the first time. There, the white lion was covered in mud, with only a pair of eyes as red as before:
"Charge! Descendants of the brave Reineck! Stand tall! Descendants of the brave Reineck!"

"We are the great Blade of Britain! We, the Fang Clan, are the weapons of the Fairy Kingdom and the sharp spears against disasters!"

Boggart used the back throwing technique to flip over the black dog's front paws, but at this time, his hands were steamed to pieces by Bagster's scorching heat.

The black dog staggered, and seizing this opportunity, the Boggart's figure was so fast that it pulled out the afterimage and came to Bagst's head.

Raging flames spurted out, and high-temperature steam and roaring thunder and lightning surrounded Bagst's body.

boom!
Boggart's left foot turned into a blade and cut through the black smoke. He stepped firmly on Bagster's head. His claws came out and tore off bloody traces. Without giving the black dog a chance to react, Boggart Te's hands were in the shape of claws, and pure white magic extended to protect his hands.

boom!
In the violent roar of the explosion, huge magic waves spread everywhere, and the black dog's mountain-like head drooped down bit by bit under the tilt of the huge force, and finally hit the Boggart that was previously pressed down. among the ground.

Boggart was panting slightly. He looked at the black dog in front of him who raised his head again. There was no surprise.

Of course he knew that his attacks would not be able to defeat the Beast Calamity, but he had to do it.

A more intense war cry and fighting sound erupted from behind, and the goblins of Sheffield worked harder to kill the enemy.

Before the cauterized wounds on his body had healed, Bagster stood up again and a huge shadow enveloped him.

Although as a great goblin, Boggart's vitality is outstanding among the fang goblins, there are still a few beings as nearly immortal as Woodworth.

He estimated that he could last about fifteen minutes.

——No, ten minutes.

The Boggart felt his magic being absorbed, but was unable to stop it.

He could only place his hope on the prophesied son of Gloucester.

'At least hold on until the bell rings. '

　I'll write it if I have time today. I probably won't have time to update it tomorrow. I'll have to wait until the day after tomorrow.

　　(End of this chapter)