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

Chapter 464: The Pilgrimage of Salvation: The Court of Frustration
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"what happened?"

On the back of the giant dragon, Arturia turned back, but what caught her eyes were the collapsed city wall and the giant tree that disappeared in the bite and burning of the black dogs.

The dragon got close to the city wall, breathing out its breath and blowing away the approaching black dog. Arturia shouted towards the city: "Grim!"

No one responded.

This is natural. Although they don't spend much time together, Artoria knows that with that guy's temperament, he will never leave his post without permission unless he encounters the worst situation.

But what was more fatal than Grim's loss of contact was Bagster in the black dog wave. The disaster dog suddenly ignored them and crashed towards the city wall.

Without Grim's protection, the city wall collapsed. This time, the northern city of Gloucester was forcibly knocked out of a gap big enough for Bagster to pass. The black dog behind it couldn't wait to get in.

"Can't let it get into Gloucester."

Arturia was stunned for a moment before she realized that the dragon beneath her was speaking.

"Don't let it devour goblins. It will become stronger if it devours goblins."

"Is this what Qie told you?"

"It's Oberon."

Artoria blinked, wondering why Oberon knew the local creatures of the Fairy Country better than she, a local.

"I can use magic."

"Artoria, take the red-haired man down."

"you?"

"My name is Elf Knight Menechelle..."

"Who asked you!" Artoria immediately interrupted the dragon's formula casting. But her expression softened again: "But you..."

"I will reveal part of my true body. I will hold on until Arturia and you block the city gate again, or all the goblins in the city evacuate."

"It's Ye Meng..."

"I know, Artoria, that you are unwilling to call me the name you gave me because of the human Menechelle."

The giant dragon landed on the city wall, Artoria pursed her lips and pulled Qianzi Muramasa to jump down.

"But I have to protect you, I promised him."

Then, she saw that the dragon suddenly floated up. It was not flying, the dragon's wings did not flap, and the dragon's huge body just floated.

Click click click——

With a crisp sound, thin cracks opened from the scales on the dragon's body, and in the cracks, deep black light overflowed outwards.

Click click click.

The cracks are growing.

The scales were stretched open bit by bit, as if something was about to poke out from the dragon's skin. The dragon's body stretched tens of meters out of thin air. The originally tight scales were pulled loose as his body grew, and even A gap appeared.

But what was exposed from the gap was not pink flesh, but empty blackness that seemed to swallow up everything. At this time, the dragon's body length was already longer than Bagster.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaa!"

The dragon let out a terrifying roar that was indescribable.

Click, click, click!

The cracking sound continued, but this time, the cracking place was its mouth. The corners of its mouth were split open, and the dragon's wide mouth was split all the way to its neck, and what appeared in its mouth was also pitch black.

As the roaring and cold air blew up, strong winds blew out from the black hole-like mouth and blew away the black dog coefficients close to the city wall. Even Bagster's body had to lower its head and stop moving.

The flames on its body became extremely dim in the strong wind, and at this moment a tail stretched out, taking advantage of the moment when Bagster lowered his head and his neck was defenseless, it wrapped around Bagster's neck, and The dragon's body followed closely and caught up, spiraling around the back of the giant dog. The four dragon claws hugged Bagster's limbs in turn. The dragon pressed down on Bagster like a mountain. On the body.

Black flames and beating thunder exploded on the giant dog, enveloping the giant dragon in a layer of dark light and shadow. The black dog followed Bagster's entangled limbs and jumped onto the dragon's body. They got into the cracks of the scales, but were swallowed up by the blackness in the cracks.

Not to be outdone, the dragon ripped off a piece of burning flesh from Bagster's hind leg.

Suddenly, the giant dog stopped moving.

The giant dragon's golden pupils were stained with a layer of blood mist. At this time, its eyes turned towards the city wall.

Arturia felt that sight, and her hand holding the staff of choice was slightly tight. Her mood was quite complicated.

Thousand Sons Village looked at Artoria like this and stood up: "Leave the matter of finding blue...Grim to me. Artoria, you only need to set up a defense line."

……

One after another, the black dogs jumped among the tall buildings, bursting into flames wherever they passed, burning the streets of Gloucester into a sea of ​​​​fire.

A knight's sword spun out and hit the last black dog. Before the black dog could stand up again, a lance had already pierced it. The black dog's body exploded into flowing black liquid, and was hit. The magic gift provided by Finch blocked it.

"Twenty-seven."

Ezequiel was already out of breath as he grabbed the knight's sword that flew back. It doesn't take much effort to deal with these mindless beasts, but these black dogs do not fight them. This is not to say that Black Dog is afraid of their strength and chooses to retreat, but a more complete disregard.

The black dogs born from the Fang Clan only feed on fairies. Obviously, the black dogs care more about the fairies gathering in the south of the city than they do, so they spend most of their time chasing the moving black dogs.

He took the time to observe Mashu's battle situation on the other side, but the girl was still able to deal with the black dog by herself, so there was no need for her to worry.

"Ugh, Ezequiel is tired so quickly, nya?"

The sound coming from beside him made Ezequiel's eyes move down, and he saw that Habertlot had touched his side unknowingly and was looking up at him.

"After all, I am already old." Ezequiel showed an indifferent smile: "You may think that I am quite energetic now, but in fact I can't even remember my age."

"Will this happen..."

Habetlot blinked, looking a little unnatural. But before she could speak but hesitated and made up her mind to ask the next question, everything she said later changed because of the scene she saw:
"Behind! Be careful!"

"What……"

Ezequiel's body reacted before his brain. The moment Halbertlot spoke his words, his body acted out of habit.

Ezequiel raised the sword with one hand, and the sword's handle was caught in the big mouth biting at him. The smell of corruption blew in front of him, making Ezequiel almost unable to breathe.

The enemy came silently, but fortunately not very powerful. Ezequiel's hand holding the sword slid down, holding the sword hilt horizontally to adjust the position of exerting force, and Ezequiel stabilized his figure. He looked at the creature in front of him that was covered with a layer of black, and Ezequiel couldn't help but think of that unique appearance. ——Morse?

Ezequiel quickly denied his conjecture. If it were Morse, he shouldn't take the initiative to attack himself as a human being. Moreover, unlike the worm-like appearance he had seen before, the guy in front of him had independent limbs. , it’s like Morse covering the human body.

"What's going on? Where did these guys come from!"

He heard Habetlot's exclamation behind him. At this time, Ezequiel looked around and realized that several such humanoid Morse had unknowingly surrounded him.

Not only him, but Gareth and Matthew also suffered the same treatment.

Ezequiel's eyes suddenly became sharp, and the palm of his sword suddenly moved down, but before he could make any move, a sound suddenly came out.

"I advise you not to do this."

That magnetic male voice did not come from anyone present. As the voice fell, a figure walked slowly from the shadow of the dancing flames.

"Beryl Gat!"

"Don't shout so harshly, junior. No matter what, you should call me Beryl-senpai." The thin man wearing rimless glasses showed a fond smile. He ignored Fujimaru Ritsuka's anger. His eyes were almost on fire: "In Olympus, I helped you solve the big problem of Gilshtalia."

"You bastard!"

"Calm down, Chaldea." Ezequiel stopped Fujimaru Ritsuka. He looked at the man called Beryl, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared. At this time, his suddenly cold expression made his coldness as a warrior, which was well concealed, overwhelm the image of the kind old grandfather he had always been.

"These Morses are all humans, right?"

"Oh, did you actually see it? It's amazing, I thought I needed to explain it myself." Beryl clapped his hands, and his slender eyes under his glasses widened a little: "It's pretty good, isn't it? A living human being who possesses the curse of Morse!”

"Why is there Morse's curse in human beings?"

Morse is the natural enemy of goblins. Under normal circumstances, this type of curse should not interfere with humans.

"Don't say it so harshly. After all, I spent a lot of effort to successfully inoculate Morse into human bodies. I call them Morse zombies, isn't it good?"

"It's also worth mentioning that they are not dead yet. Miss Savior, will you really kill them?"

The last words were spoken to Mashu and Fujimaru Ritsuka, but Beryl's words could not shake Fujimaru Ritsuka's belief at all.

"Matthew!"

"Yes! Senior!"

Matthew raised his big shield, but before she could take action, Beryl's voice came faintly from the other side: "Didn't you hear what I said, junior?"

"Don't take action against them. If you kill them, the curse will be transferred to you as well."

"You bastard!"

Beryl finally laughed out loud.

"Beryl Gart, is that the right name?" Suddenly, Ezequiel said: "I remember you are Queen Morgan's... Summoner, are all the things you do approved by Morgan? ?”

Ezequiel's eyes rolled around Beryl, as if Beryl would open a hole in him if he dared to admit it.

"Why do you do this!"

"Oh, you, a native, know a lot, do you? Did my junior tell you?" Beryl glanced away and saw the surprised look of Fujimaru Ritsuka.

——Have you misunderstood? It doesn't matter.

"Why?" Faced with Ezequiel's question, Beryl was stunned, and then he laughed wildly: There is no reason why - "

"Because the person I like happens to be the kind of girl who is very good at saving the world. If I don't destroy the world, how can she save--"

Beryl's laughter stopped abruptly, like a sick wolf shot by a shotgun. A large cloud of black smoke exploded from his back, and he staggered forward a few steps and almost fell. Beryl turned his head and saw a rather exaggerated face.

"Pepperoncino! Why are you here? Did you come here to avenge Gilshtalia?"

Just as Beryl was talking, it was Pepeloncino's spell bullet that hit him in the back of the heart.

It's intentional! That old immortal did it on purpose! He mentioned Morgan on purpose! He had seen Pepelongino approaching!
"Me? Are you stupid, Beryl? Of course I was invited to participate in Murien's celebration! I am the Earl of Spriggan, so it is not surprising to be invited!" Beryl was even more angry. was Pepelongino's answer.

"You guy! You guy! You guy!"

Beryl raised his hand, but a bit of cold light arrived faster than his movement. Ezequiel cut off his hand with his first sword, and all the Morse zombies suddenly lost their target.

Ezequiel kicked Beryl over, raised his hand and slashed at Beryl's neck with the second sword, but before his sword blade could fall, a wave of air suddenly slapped him away.

"Gahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

Beryl's body suddenly grew in size, and his upper body also hunched down. His hair grew wildly and quickly faded and turned white. Not only his hair, but also white hair sprouted from under his originally smooth skin.

Ezequiel wanted to take the opportunity to slash the third sword, but Beryl raised his hand - rather than saying it was a hand, it was closer to the claws of a beast at this moment.

Ezequiel immediately let go of the sword, but was still a step too late and was kicked in the abdomen by Beryl.

"How dare you! How dare you! How dare you!"

The glasses slipped off Beryl's elongated face, fell to the ground and shattered. He raised his scarlet glasses and his voice became rough: "How dare you do this!"

But no one responded to him, because at this time, Beryl was closer to a beast than a human being, and they had also seen this beast.

"Woodworth..."

"Did you actually seize Woodworth's spiritual foundation?" Pepeloncino looked solemn. This was something he did not expect.

"Do you think you've won?"

Beryl gasped as he gradually regained his composure, a sneer appearing on the wolf's face. White smoke evaporated from the broken arm, and the blood stopped, but no arm grew.

"Thanks to you, I was able to obtain Duke Oxford's body so easily."

His eyes glanced and saw Leonardo da Vinci hiding at the end of the crowd.

"Don't even think about contacting the Children of Prophecy! They are already in trouble!"

As if to confirm his words, behind him, in the direction of the North City Gate, there was a loud explosion.

Then, as everyone present saw, the city wall collapsed and overwhelming black dogs poured into the city.

　It’s a bit late, I’ll scrape together four thousand words.

　　(End of this chapter)