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

Chapter 465: The Pilgrimage of Salvation: The Court of Frustration (Subscription is not required)
Gloucester, in front of the broken north city gate.

The blue magic power shattered the black dog that rushed towards her. Arturia did not dare to relax, and a magic barrier rose from the ground.

Boom!dong dong!

Dense crashing sounds like raindrops followed one after another, continuously acting on the barrier. The heads of the black dogs outside the city hit the barrier one after another, exploding countless black ink dots. However, before the remains of the black dogs in front disappeared, the follow-up The black dogs added up again, creating ripples one after another on the blue light screen. Artoria looked at the densely packed pure black cursed black dogs, and she felt her scalp numb.

She was somewhat thankful that she rang the Gloucester's patrol bell in advance, otherwise with her previous magic skills, the recovery speed of the defensive barrier would never be able to keep up with the speed of the black dog's destruction.

Then next——

Arturia cast her sights on the battlefield outside the city, where the Dog of Disaster and the Snake of the Atrium were entangled.

The translucent barrier did not block Arturia's sight, so she could easily see the scorch and cracks on the black scales of the giant snake wrapped around the black dog, but even so, the snake's body was still locked in the frantically struggling Ba. Gerst, dragging it away from the city gate. Artoria's eyes were complicated, but what she was thinking about at this time was what the other party had just said to her.

Indeed, because of what happened to Menechelle, she always felt a thorn in her heart when she dealt with that stupid dragon, but in fact, the guy never did anything to feel sorry for her on the way to the tour.

No matter what the outcome is later, let's tell her that Ai is Morgan.

No matter how the fairy Menechelle chooses, whether to help her conquer Morgan or whether to choose Morgan, this is something she should know.

Sudden!
"Ok?"

Arturia turned her head subconsciously, and the next moment, a dark red thin line stabbed towards her, piercing the magic layer outside her body.

boom!
Just at this moment, the branches of the trees on the side suddenly fell down, falling in front of Artoria and blocking the line of blood for her.

In the smoke and dust stirred up, Arturia saw clearly the blood lines that penetrated the trees and submerged between the stone bricks of the city wall beside her, and a chill ran down her spine.

Sudden! Sudden! Sudden!
Three consecutive sounds of piercing the air were heard, and three more arrows dragged blood-red threads towards Artoria.

Glancing at the magic barrier behind her, Arturia stuck the Rod of Choice on the ground, chanted a spell in her mouth, used magic to strengthen her vision and arms, and stepped sideways to get rid of the arrows aimed at her eyes. The arrow was about to pass through her cheek, and Arturia reached out to grab it, and she pulled hard.

With a slight cracking sound, the blood line was cut off. Arturia still heard the source of the sound. Her eyes glanced in one direction, and she raised her hand to throw a spell bomb there.

The stacked rubble was blown away by the explosion, but the dust caused by the explosion was roughly pushed to both sides. A slender light red figure stepped out of the mist, and she fanned away the pungent dust with her hands in disgust, but Even though the surroundings were still gray, the playfulness in those dark red eyes could not be concealed no matter what.

"To use magic so rudely, those goblins are really blind. How can a vulgar country goblin like you be my mother's [daughter]? As expected, only I am worthy of being called my mother's daughter."

"Son of prophecy, if Mother hadn't grounded me, I would have torn off your limbs long ago."

--daughter?
With just this word, Artoria guessed the identity in front of her.

Theoretically, goblins have no heirs. In the goblin country, they don't even have the concept of reproduction. Therefore, the daughter here should refer to two individuals who have inherited the same mission.

In the Fairy Kingdom, there were only two fairies in Arturia's mind who insisted on using magic that required long spells to be recited.

"Elf Knight Tristan." She recognized the identity of the elf in front of her, but Artoria did not answer her words. Her eyes almost burst into flames: "I see, it was you who caused Grim to lose contact. Right? What on earth do you want to do!"

She couldn't understand that now was the time to work together to fight the disaster. She didn't understand why a goblin would choose to sneak attack at this time.

"Who?" Faced with Artoria's question, Fairy Tristan was stunned for a moment before remembering. Then the corners of her mouth raised even more sharply: "Ah, it's that stupid dog. Sure enough, only such a stupid guy can Will he become the companion of a country fairy like you?"

Fairy Tristan's words extinguished the fire in Artoria's eyes. At this time, she was looking at Fairy Tristan with an unprecedented cold gaze. Arturia, who originally wanted to communicate, completely stopped talking.

She raised her hand and threw another spell bullet at Fairy Tristan. As soon as Fairy Tristan flicked his fingertips, blood-colored arrows flew towards the spell bullet. However, when the arrow cluster touched the spell bullet, the rotating magic ball suddenly exploded. Countless chains separated and wrapped around the goblin Tristan, and the chains rushed into the ground and stirred up smoke and dust.

Before Artoria could pursue her, there was a cracking sound behind her. Artoria glanced behind her again. In the moment when she was just talking to the elf Tristan, the blue translucent light curtain had already cracked. , she gritted her teeth but still couldn't remove the barrier and let those disasters in. She grabbed the staff of choice that she had planted on the ground, and while Tristan the Fairy was unable to move, she injected magic power towards the light screen. Some cracks were barely repaired.

At this time, several red lights pierced out of the stirred smoke. Artoria hurriedly set up a magic shield in front of her, but in less than a second, cracks appeared on the shield, but Artoria had already had it. As expected, she focused her magic power on the chosen staff. Arturia turned sideways, her robes flying with her movements, and the staff's body, which lit up with wavy bright patterns, showed a chopping shape, and the arrow cut close to her body. open.

The Pilgrimage Bell brought her not only an increase in magic power, but also the combat experience of the previous generation of savior Ash and her companions.

The stick dance cut through the arrows of Fairy Tristan, and Arturia tapped her toes. She was about a hundred meters away from Fairy Tristan. At this time, the sound of the light curtain breaking became more intense, leaving There is not much time left for Artoria.

But somehow the figure of Menechelle appeared in her mind, and magic power gathered at her feet, but this time it was not to strengthen her limbs. After the magic power reached a certain level, Arturia gave up control and turned around. And chanted another magic trick.

The out-of-control magic exploded at her feet, pushing her body forward into the distance. The healing green light gathered on her body, repairing the legs that were torn apart by the sudden explosion, but the real pain made Al Tolia grinned, and while she was still in the air, Artoria raised the staff of choice.

Arturia's too smooth movements made the elf Tristan stunned, so that when she reacted, the shadow cast by the staff of choice had already arrived in front of their eyes.

Fairy Tristan was obviously panicked. She controlled the blood threads to form a network, but Artoria seemed to have expected it, and her staff lit up with fire.

Ash's magic.

The flames burned through the cobweb-like blood lines and hit the goblin Tristan's lower abdomen where he couldn't dodge.

The soft armor blocked most of the damage for her, and she staggered away, clutching her belly.

Because of the pain, Tristan the Fairy's eyes protruded, and the whites of his eyes were filled with blood.

"We are both fairy knights, but compared to Bagst and Melyuzina, you are far behind."

Such an indifferent look and such a contemptuous tone made the goblin Tristan's breathing become urgent and short. She thought of those goblins, with their condescending attitude and contemptuous expression, pointing at her back. Said she was just a rag.

——"Bavanshi, you are always like this."

In a daze, she seemed to see her mother's disappointed eyes again.

——No, it must not be like that!

Biting his tongue, Fairy Tristan forced himself to wake up.

That being the case...

"Who allowed you to use this gesture——"

She didn't want to use this magic trick.

"Who asked you to talk to me like this!"

Without any warning, the goblin Tristan raised his hand and threw out a black halo.

Pure black, frightening black, a black that seems to swallow up all light sources. An unknown feeling arose in Artoria's heart. She wanted to cast a transfer magic, but because she had to maintain the wall that sealed Gloucester, she finally just raised the patrol staff and set up a light curtain, but the black light was past her defenses.

A biting coldness spread up her arms. Arturia felt a chill running from her back to her brain.

Then came an even stronger tremor. Her body seemed to be in a world of ice and snow. She breathed out a white breath.

The strength in her body seemed to be drained away, and Arturia's body swayed and her knees became weak.

"Hehehehahahaha. Beryl's magic is really useful."

Seeing Arturia like this, Fairy Tristan laughed sharply, but she didn't notice that her face had turned pale, and a black shadow had climbed up around her eyes.

The laughter was so sharp that Tristan the Goblin later injured a wound on his abdomen.

"curse--"

Arturia used magic to suppress her weak body, and she recognized the magic of the fairy Tristan.

Arturia raised her head with difficulty, her lips turned white.

She heard the sound of something shattering from behind her.

She saw the goblin Tristan in front of her stretching out his finger towards her, with the black fingertips facing her.

No longer having to maintain the light wall of the city gate, Artoria had more magic power to suppress the curse.

The body's strength has recovered somewhat.

"Goodbye."

The blackness on her fingertips magnified before her eyes.

boom!
In the astonished sight of the elf Tristan, the ground in front of Artoria suddenly fell into pieces, and the black and reflective scales intertwined to form a huge tail.

Although it was scarred, Arturia recognized it as the tail of the fairy Menechelle.

The cursed black fell on the tail, staining the tip and spreading flat between the scales.

Arturia stared at this scene blankly, not understanding why she should be fighting Bagst instead.

Although Fairy Tristan was shocked where this tail came from, she still knew what she should do.

As the tail hit her, a white light suddenly lit up.

The source of the white light is a closed one-sided ring.

The single-sided ring was engraved with obscure runes, which quickly glowed with the infusion of the magic power of Tristan the Elf.

The Court of Frustration is the legendary prison where Merlin was imprisoned. This was the trump card that the elf Tristan stole from her mother before setting off. It was also the confidence she had to dare a goblin to capture Artoria alive.

The moment the white light came into contact with the snake's tail, at the next moment, a white light suddenly rose from the tail to the dragon's body in the distance. It only took an instant for the white light to completely envelop the dragon's body. The dragon's blood-stained eyes trembled. In the flash of lightning, the dragon made a decision. The tail wrapped around Arturia and then flew away into the distance.

In the next moment, the huge body of the goblin Menechelle disappeared together with the broken tiles at its feet, leaving only a blank space.

Fairy Tristan clicked his tongue lightly. She looked at Arturia who was thrown away, and wanted to say something, but suddenly, she coughed violently, and her face became visibly pale.

Blood flowed out from between her fingers. Looking at the blood on her palm, Fairy Tristan's eyes were stunned. That fleeting moment of confusion quickly turned into panic. Fairy Tristan even forgot what the purpose of her trip was. In panic, she stretched out her hand, White fingers opened the space beside her, and a water-blue curtain wrapped around the body of the fairy Tristan. The next moment, her body suddenly disappeared.
All this happened so quickly that Arturia was unable to react, so that she had no time to do anything, everything had already happened before her eyes.

"Roar!"

Boom!
The city wall collapsed and flying stones hit her, making Arturia wake up a little.

She stared blankly at Bagster, who lost his inhibitions and crashed into the city wall. The dementia in his eyes was gradually replaced by hollowness.

She seemed completely unaware that she was on Bagster's path, and did not pay attention to the big mouth and the countless black dogs approaching her at great speed.

But a bright red figure had already pulled her up first.

"what happened?"

Qianzi Muramasa took Artoria and hid in the alley, but he also noticed something strange about Artoria.

"Curse? Are you cursed?"

"What happened? Where is the Fairy Knight?"

He rushed over as soon as he heard that the city wall was destroyed and the Dog of Disaster entered Gloucester, but he was still late.

"she……"

"I……"

"I... harmed her."

She shouldn't underestimate the enemy. She rang five bells in a row. Everything went so smoothly along the way, which made Artoria's mentality unknowingly fly.

She could still feel the pain of being thrown away, but her heart seemed to be missing.

She recalled the look back at the goblin Menechelle when he threw her away.

"Calm down! Artoria!"

Qianzi Muramasa slapped her shoulders with both hands, but before he could say anything, the roof fell down.

A pair of scarlet eyes cast from between the houses, and Beast Calamity still noticed this side.

The Paradise Fairy is an attraction that cannot be ignored.

　The pace is a bit faster, and I want to incorporate more things into one chapter, because I don’t want to write too many transitional chapters, but this seems too far-fetched, but it still makes sense in theory.

　　(End of this chapter)