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

Chapter 470: The Pilgrimage of Salvation: Empty Hatred
below the sky.

Fujimaru Ritsuka looked up at the sky.

Just now, she only saw a flash of white light between the goblin Tristan and Beryl, and then along with the smoke, a sharp claw bigger than a house slapped Beryl away, and then he flew away. Under her horrified gaze, large swaths of black and red smoke spewed out from the body of the little pink fairy.

From that small moment, dragon claws, dragon heads, dragon wings, and dragon tails emerged.

The behemoth, hundreds of meters long, crushed the ground, burying everything below it the moment it appeared.

"That is……"

Fujimaru Ritsuka's lips trembled.

At this time, with the strong air current, the black smoke was blown away, revealing the giant beast inside.

"Miss Fairy Menechelle?"

Matthew's tone was filled with disbelief.

Because what she saw was still the slender black dragon, but unlike the Western black dragon in her memory, which had both strength and beauty, the body of the fairy Menechelle was too long at this time, which made her look extra special. of slenderness.

The scales were no longer smooth, but were like raised thorns that were sparsely stuck to the body. The strangest thing about the change was the pair of wings. The broken wings were covered with tooth marks from wild beasts. They were hanging on the body, making people worry that they would fall off immediately if they exerted more force. The smell of decay came to my face.

"What happened? Why did it become like this?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka took a step forward, but didn't wait for her to speak.

"Roar!"

The dragon roared, and the scales on its body began to jump loosely.

Click!

The scales howled, and cracks appeared from them.

Click click click!

——Like a butterfly breaking through the chrysalis. The crack was expanding, and in an instant it expanded to the entire body of the dragon.
The broken scales were stretched open bit by bit from both sides, as if something was about to poke out from the dragon's skin.

"Senior, be careful!"

Mashu set up a shield and stood in the front.

Clang!

There was a loud noise from the shield, and Mashu roared and lifted the shield with force.

But the sword struck from the side before the falling meteor collided with the shield.

boom!
The sword sank into the black diamond-shaped object, knocking it off its original channel. It bypassed the heads of the Chaldeans from the side and landed on the ground.

In the smoke and dust raised, Ma Xiu saw clearly what it was.

It was a dragon head that was three times the size of her body. It was the head of the fairy Menechelle in her dragon form.

On the head, only a hollow shell was left, like a shed snake skin, with only the life force left.

"Are these... the scales of Fairy Lady Menechelle?"

Matthew thought of something and raised her head.

In the sky, the dragon's body exploded, and among the countless fragments tilting downward, those scales were blocked by the azure magic barrier that suddenly spread out in mid-air before they could hit the ground.

"It's going to shed its skin."

"Artoria! And Mr. Muramasa!" Fujimaru Ritsuka saw the red-haired young man who was not conspicuous among the ruins at a glance. The opponent stretched out his hand, and the sword that had just been inserted into the dragon scale flew back. Caught in his hands again.

"This is no longer an occasion we can handle."

At that height and distance, Artoria's magic couldn't even touch it. In the sky, a pure black slender fluid body broke out of its shell.

It is black without a trace of color. Just looking at it will make you feel that your soul will be sucked away by it. It hovers its body, and its nearly kilometer long body covers the entire sky. Just in terms of body length, the disaster of the beast is there. Everything in front of it seemed to have turned into a small black dog.

Such a posture, such a physique.

Fujimaru Ritsuka had seen it once in the swamp of the Lake District. At that time, half of its body was still in the swamp, and it was not covered with the flowing black curse but only the sludge of the swamp.

It only has such a figure in its infancy. If it really waits for it to swallow enough goblins and fully develop, it might really be able to swallow the entire world.

"We have to find the sixth Pilgrim Bell."

……

In the sky, where the head of the black creature was, two red lights flashed.

Its expressionless scarlet eyes gazed peacefully downward.

The burning city, the raging black dogs, body parts and meat everywhere, and blood intertwined with each other.

But all of this was ignored. All it could see was the fast-moving azure figure on the ground.

--what is that?
With its poor reason at this time, it was unable to think about this problem at all, but the feeling of emptiness coming from the hollow in its abdominal cavity gave it the desire to eat.

Immediately following was a gaping, ferocious mouth.

Jörmungandr spit out black meteors from his mouth, and the black flames turned into meteor showers and tilted down towards the earth below.

boom!
The first meteorite was blocked by a rising blue barrier ten meters above the ground. But the magical barrier that provided a sense of security did not last even for a second. Even before the second meteorite hit, the lake-blue magic power in the place where it was hit was burned by black flames and melted into the most basic ether. The meteorite He continued to fall towards the ground unabated.

It fell in front of Artoria who was completely unresponsive. If Artoria took another step forward, she would probably be smashed into pieces.

This made Artoria's face look ugly.

"The black flames will consume my magic - magic has no effect on it! Dodge! Dodge!"

She loudly reminded her companions behind her.

But the subsequent meteors had already passed through the magic barrier set up by Artoria.

boom! boom! boom!
Meteors may hit the ground, causing sparks to burn on the ground, or may hit the walls of houses, decomposing the materials in just the blink of an eye.

Boom boom boom boom!
It was so dense that it seemed like there was only one sound left in the world. With the crazy bombing, the rocks turned into juice, the street lamps turned into molten iron, and the houses turned directly into ashes.

There is no way to hide from such a dense offensive.

If you just say that, you may not have a real sense of it, but in the world that is now smoked into black and red, from the perspective of Gareth's senses, the more appropriate description is - in the sky above his head. In the middle, a hundred-meter-long scarlet crack opened, and layers of black meteors fell out of the dark red, covering the entire sky of Gloucester.

Such a thought arose in Gareth's mind. The shadow of death covered all her and their escape routes. Even if they ran at full speed, they would never be able to escape such an attack.

The meteor came to her in the blink of an eye, and at the end of her field of vision was the shadow that suddenly rose from below.

next moment.

The blazing beam of light shot straight down from the clouds and collided with the towering soil. The black halo produced by the overwhelming turbulent explosion of magic power seemed to tear the entire land into pieces.

Immediately afterwards, the freely flowing black and red magic power shattered everything, as if everything was a painting floating in the pool. As the stopper was pulled out, the painting followed the whirlpool of the water and turned into a mess.

All that was left on the spot were the dark traces of being cut off.

In front of the raging black flames, these things have no magic power and can only drift with the meteorites to burn their own time and space.

The scattered aftereffects of magic scattered in the surrounding mud and ruins, labeling the surrounding area with extinction. The strong shock wave was unstoppable, and the huge magic bombardment with a radius of more than 500 meters directly enveloped Gloucester. The magic whirlpool like a giant tornado made a huge depression with a radius of 500 meters in Gloucester, as if someone had dug out the entire space with a huge spoon and eaten it.

　Rider Menechelle Elf Knight/Jörmungandr character card has been updated related to this book

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