Crimson Servant.

Chapter 191 Heroic Moment
The wound on her arm was still bleeding. Vivian used the Sword in the Lake to support her half-kneeling body and stood up. She wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and looked at Morgan, whose momentum changed in front of her.

A halo surrounding the engraving appeared behind Morgan's head, and the notches cutting the halo lit up at the same time. The pupils of her charming and charming eyes turned into radiant rainbow colors. Morgan's toes lifted off the ground, and the storm gently lifted her body up.

The sword wounds on her body were slowly recovering, and her fair and flawless skin was restored.

Her hair spread out under the impact of the liberation of magic power, and Morgan's blond hair was flying in the air. She admired Vivian's embarrassment and said proudly: "I am Cameron's queen, the pinnacle of power. I command the knights and dominate the people. . [Vanity] is my ability to enhance my charm and control my subordinates.”

"But [Vanity] also has another ability."

"As the initial communicators of the fourth word of God, the Blasphemous Knights canonized by me, the power they release will be attributed to my [Vanity]. I am the collection of Knights of the Round Table, and I am Cameron's legitimate queen. "

"[Vanity] will not allow me to lose to another weak self."

The pressure that Morgan released with all his strength was like a boulder pressing down on Vivian. The female ranger who was unwilling to admit defeat sarcastically mocked her inversion despite the pressure.

"But your aperture is so ugly, Queen."

There are several engravings on the halo representing the power of blasphemy behind Morgan. The number is consistent with the knights she has canonized. There are seven in total. Two of them are dim, which means that two blasphemy knights refuse to obey her.

"Wang Mei..." Morgan thought of the tears-blurred face of his blood relative. Her delicate appearance had made him feel compassionate several times, but that time, Wang Mei failed.

Released the strong wind to blow away the sand and dust. Morgan, who had a clear vision, realized that something was wrong. The storm protecting his body had been used to disperse the sand and dust. At this moment, his defense was the weakest.

……

"Gawain?!" Morgan never dreamed that the knight he valued most would betray him. He had invested so much attention in him, entrusted him with important tasks, and stayed by his side.

The plot they were on was very close to the intact plot that had not yet been broken, but neither of them had any intention of getting closer. Because there was a group of Knights of the Round Table standing on the road leading to Cameron's Chaos King City. They are trying to climb up the floating remains of the castle and find a way to the Queen.

"Where can you escape to?"

Light and Sand were in hand again, Vivian pointed her sword at Morgan, and the second round between the two began.

[Vanity] blessed Morgan with extremely strong vitality, and just a short bite made Vivian's body improve quickly. Vivian licked her lips, her body becoming extremely excited as her bloodthirsty impulse was strongly satisfied.

Barnes raised his head again and glanced at the knight who was about to climb up below. Crowe beside him was breathing heavily. Whether it was what he had already encountered or what he was about to encounter, it was too crazy for this thief. . He was covering his head and kept chanting "We are finished".

Tears streaked down her face, and blood spread under the flower field. The calming fairy wind calmly stared at herself, and the vague knight outside the screen.

Barnes and the two of them were leaning against a floating window sill, surrounded by floating building debris. Barnes did not stretch his legs because the floor on his side was not long enough, and the blood-red abyss was in front of his boots.

Morgan's face was indifferent as he stepped out of the endless storm. Although her strength has been reduced compared to her heyday, she can still easily defeat Vivian, who is far less powerful than her.

"It turns out she wasn't saying goodbye to me..."

Vivian didn't expect to inflict severe wounds on Morgan with just one blood suck. In a few seconds, the wound on her neck had almost healed. Vivian took the opportunity to regain some physical strength and injected the crimson power of her blood into Morgan's body. Although it was a trace amount, Vivian believed that the corrupted blood of the warlocks would give the queen the end she deserved.

The Queen of Cameron already knew that Galahad had different intentions. She had expected the dim light marks, but she did not expect that there were actually two dim ones, which meant that there was one more betrayer.

Vivian stretched out her arm from behind Morgan, restricting her movement, and what followed was the vampire's fangs. Facing her other self, Vivian used her talent as a vampire to absorb Morgan's life essence without any psychological burden.

The betrayal of his subordinates can be regarded as a mockery of Morgan's personality, which is simply unbearable for a narcissistic woman. [Vanity]'s power dropped a bit, and Morgan, who looked furious all of a sudden, quickly discovered which blasphemous knight the missing power came from.

The holy sword carrying the rainbow-colored light collided with the sword of yellow sand. After being blessed by [Vanity], Morgan's wrist strength easily surpassed the injured Vivian. The suppressed sword of yellow sand unexpectedly shattered in front of Morgan's eyes. The dust suddenly blurred Morgan's vision.

"Like her, die for me!"

Vivian did successfully order the Knights of the Round Table to leave here, but they were not fools. The destruction caused by the sacrilegious ritual was earth-shattering. The castle was shattered, and the red light penetrating from the sky to the earth could be seen from a distance. When my hometown was bombed, who would care about the illusory Holy Grail?

Why? An image flashed through Morgan's mind.

Barnes, who was impatient, slapped him directly. Crowe stopped talking and glared at him fiercely.

Barnes was unimpressed.

"They will soon climb up, find us, keep going up, and interfere with my friends. How are you going to protect yourself, liar."

"Send you out and beg for the knight's forgiveness." Crowe said bluntly. A series of encounters had made the thief no longer able to stand the oppression of the Daystar team. He regretted the deception at the beginning. Being dragged into the water by these outsiders was simply too much. It's the most unlucky thing in this life.

Barnes looked at Crowe's disheartened expression and felt unhappy that his other self was so useless. "Can't you be kind?"

Crowe punched Barnes very confidently.

"Can you make a living with your kind? Can you support your family with your kind? You are such a bastard that a donkey kicks in the head!"

Barnes, who received a punch, was also a little frightened. Crowe, who gave up on himself, stunned Barnes.

"Are you really supporting the family?"

In the current situation, there was no need for Crowe to lie.

"I can't say it hundreds of times, I love my family and I won't make fun of them."

Barnes felt tired, and his eyes felt sore from being beaten by Crowe.

"So...then you should be a coward. A family man cannot be a hero."

The captain stood up, dusted off his clothes, and took off his shoulders the large, not too heavy bag he had been carrying. Crowe always remembered what was inside, which was filled with the land deeds he had obtained.

"Do you want to give it back to me?"

"That's a nice thought. This is mine." Barnes rolled his eyes at him and took out a bottle of pitch-black potion from his potion belt. "These are not for you, they are for them."

them? Crowe looked at the knights of the Round Table who were climbing up. He did not think that the knights loyal to the queen would accept bribes.

Barnes drank the potion in one gulp, and he exhaled a breath that contained a strong smell of sulfur. His voice became deep and magical.

"The world is falling apart and I already feel its calling."

"Only one audience is enough."

Barnes threw down the backpack full of land deeds, and under the influence of the potion, the re-unblocked magic gathered together to form a summoning circle at the captain's feet.

"The ancient contract ceremony has been passed down to this day, and the close connection between the contract and the land is still valid."

"Greedy of Hell, I hereby propose a deal in the name of Asmodeus, Lord of Hell."

"Rise out of fire and brimstone and claim the Promised Land!"

"This is what I promised you, the new hell!!!"

The falling land deeds burned in the air, and in the flames, countless purgatory creatures roared with vicious ecstasy in this broken world. They opened their eyes and stared at this new world of their own, and then saw the Knights of the Round Table.

The devil and the knight mingled.

The instigator, Barnes, pulled Crowe and prepared to escape.

"Why are you running away? Aren't you the summoner of these monsters?" Crowe expressed confusion.

"I used medicine to change my voice. I faked it to look like a big devil. I summoned these thugs. Do you think I can really control them? Run! If they see our faces, they will come and beat us directly. In addition, Be careful in the future, these devils basically have a grudge against me, and they might tear you apart if they see your face."

"Now your world is completely over. The devils have the land deeds around the royal city. They will definitely take back the land."

"However, the invasion of hell will be a headache for you in the future."

Crowe was shaking with anger and pointed at Barnes' nose.

"Is this a heroic act on your part?"

replied Barnes.

"This is what happens to heroes."

(End of this chapter)