How can I become the Pirate King if you don’t work hard?.

Chapter 344 Berserker Dragon Transformation

The next day.

The outskirts of Avalon.

Junzi and his group sped through the dense forest, leaving behind a trail of afterimages.

During this time, they searched for Fafnir's whereabouts within Britannias, but to no avail.

The immortal king of Britannias from a thousand years ago seems to truly exist only in legend.

But that's certainly not a legend!

Junko, as the squad leader of the Knights of God, was well aware of this.

But after several days of searching, they had searched almost every possible hiding place for Fafnir, and just when Junzi was about to give up.

A piece of intelligence caught her attention.

“The ancient city of Avalon suffered a disaster a thousand years ago and was almost destroyed from nowhere.”

"The present-day Avalon is nothing more than a crude imitation of that ancient city."

"If Fafnir has a resting place, the most likely location is the already destroyed ancient city of Avalon!"

Beside Junzi.

A member of the Knights of God was solemnly reporting his speculation to her:
"According to the intelligence sent back from Mary Geoise, the ancient city of Avalon is not far from the rebuilt new city!"

"It's just to the north, about 60 or 70 kilometers away!"

Junzi's eyes lit up, and he immediately stopped, gazing into the distance, a strange unease creeping into his heart.

She took a deep breath, slowly squatted down, placed her hands on the ground, and her pupils suddenly contracted:
"Did you feel it?!"

"In that direction, something is breathing..."

"No!"

It's a heartbeat!

"A heartbeat that makes the earth tremble!"

Junzi couldn't help but be surprised:

"It's Fafnir!"

"That monster really didn't die!"

She couldn't help but gasp, stomped her foot heavily, and used the power of the Arrow-Arrow Fruit to dart away into the distance.

The members of the Knights of the Gods exchanged glances, swallowed subconsciously, and quickened their pace to follow.

Ten minutes later.

Junzi stopped at the ruins of the ancient city of Avalon.

The faint vibrations from before became incredibly clear, and you could even see the sand and gravel on the ground being shaken away.

The birds and beasts around had long since disappeared, as if they were afraid of some unknown entity.

"What exactly is that..."

"Could it really be a heartbeat?!"

"What kind of creature's heartbeat could cause such a commotion?!"

The members of the Knights of the Gods felt a chill run down their spines, and a deep-seated fear gripped them.

They were all elites of Mary Geoise and had seen countless beings beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Giant sea monsters that can easily reach thousands of meters in length, descendants of the legendary demons of Yunguo, and even the elephant king that has roamed the seas for hundreds of years.

But none of these things ever gave them that feeling.

A fear that comes from the bottom of one's heart.

Like herbivores, they are naturally afraid of lions and tigers.

Do not!
It's countless times stronger than that!
"Lord Junzi, the situation here is beyond our control, perhaps..."

"Quiet!"

Junzi shouted and stepped forward, placing his hand on the ground.

Just as she was about to make a move, a deep, hoarse voice, as if squeezed from the depths of her lungs, reached her ears:
"Ah la~"

"Has it been discovered?!"

"That Welsh guy actually lost?"

"It's truly unexpected that Knight Gawain could achieve this level of skill."

"Unfortunately, it's too late."

"I have obtained the ultimate power!"

Accompanying the sound was the earth gradually cracking.

The cracks spread for thousands of meters.

The ground rose high, like a mountain peak, and continued to rise within seconds.

A pair of enormous, pure white wings tore through the earth and rose high into the air!

A giant claw emerged from the ground and pressed down heavily on Junzi and the others!

"retreat!"

Junzi let out a cry of surprise, arrows sprouted from his feet, and he retreated in an instant, with several members of the Divine Knights quickly following.

boom--!
The giant claw landed with devastating force, leaving deep trenches in the earth. Its ferocious power even lowered the ground.

Kakakaka—!
The cracks spread all the way to Junzi's feet.

She no longer cared about what was under her feet, staring blankly into the distance at that enormous figure that blotted out the sky!
"This is……"

"what?!"

The members of the Knights of God who escaped the calamity also had blank stares.

Aside from the time they faced Im, when they felt a tremor that came from the depths of their souls for the first time.

I wanted to scream, but it felt like something was squeezing my throat.

He wanted to run away, but his legs felt as heavy as lead.

"Britannia is the legendary white dragon?!"

"But this size, this sense of oppression!"

"What a joke!"

next moment.

The member of the Knights of God who was speaking suddenly felt everything go dark, and the light on the earth was completely blocked.

It was simply because the figure in the distance was far too enormous!

Even just standing there, it was almost level with the mountains beside it, and its pair of pure white wings spread out, giving off an indescribable sense of oppression!
"It has four legs and two wings, and its whole body is covered with pure white feathers. Judging from the appearance, its shoulder height is at least three hundred meters, and its body length is probably over a thousand meters!"

"This kind of thing..."

"A dragon?!"

Halfway through his sentence, the member of the Divine Knights paused, suddenly remembering something, and couldn't help but exclaim in surprise:
"The White Dragon of Britannias Legend!"

"No!"

"It's an evil dragon!"

"Favrna!"

next moment.

Pale breath spewed from the white dragon's mouth, engulfing all the members of the Divine Knights present!

The extreme heat and torrent of lightning instantly vaporized their bodies, turning them into black smoke and dissipating. The horrific wounds on the earth spread to the horizon!
The high temperature is spreading, and the air is distorting!
"monster!"

Junzi, who barely managed to avoid it, watched this scene and felt his hands and feet go cold. Standing there, looking at that enormous figure, he felt his mouth go dry.

The information is wrong!

The monsters of Britannias have never lost their minds, and perhaps for some reason, they have been sleeping until now!

Everyone has been fooled!

Not a trace of hesitation.

Junzi turned and fled. An arrow appeared beneath her feet, and she sped away like a skateboard into the distance!

In an instant, it disappeared thousands of meters away!
But the darkness that enveloped her never dissipated!

"Is there one left?!"

"Live insects!"

Junzi turned around abruptly and saw a beam of pure white light that filled his entire field of vision, followed by scorching heat and endless darkness!

……

at the same time.

Inside Avalon.

With the combined efforts of Kro and others, the remnants of the Heavenly Awakening Church were completely wiped out.

The Crusaders, whom Welsh had built up, were directly recruited by Morgan after the collapse of their faith, and were used to redeem themselves by helping him stabilize the situation in Britannias.

With the military strength of Gawain's group and Morgan's status as a descendant of the British royal family, Avalon was quickly brought under control.

Inside the city. The piercing cries of grief and the blinding flames.

After regaining their senses, countless people realized what they had done and couldn't help but fall into deep regret.

"Everything I had was destroyed, I even turned my sword on civilians..."

One of the guards broke down, knelt on the ground, and wailed loudly.

All around were countless civilians who were also emotionally broken.

“I…I’m insane. I’ve given everything to Wales…”

"But if the so-called gods really exist, how could there be any disasters on this land?"

"Ugh..."

……

On top of the city tower.

Morgan watched all this with a mixture of sympathy and anger in his eyes, but mostly with a plea for his life.

Fortunately.

They have rediscovered themselves; the pain they are experiencing now is merely the pangs before dawn.

Wales is dead. The remaining forces of the Heavenly Awakening Church can no longer cause any trouble. The future of this country has arrived.

The man who brought all of this back is still on his way home.

Morgan couldn't help but reach out and gently stroke the spine of the sword in the stone, then looked up and gazed into the distance.

We await Gawain's return.

I'm also pondering what kind of reward Gawain truly deserves...

Do not!
This was not a reward from the monarch to his subject, but a return from Britannias.

While thinking.

Morgan reached out and touched her hair; the texture was no longer as smooth and soft as it used to be.

Her hair had become coarse, and even her arms had become withered.

"I don't have much time left..."

"Five years?!"

"ten years?!"

Morgan murmured softly, looking down at the sword in the stone in his hand, his gaze gradually hardening:

"Perhaps this country also needs a new master..."

"At least it has the ability to save the empire from collapse."

Thinking of this.

Morgan's gaze gradually hardened.

But at this moment.

A blinding white light suddenly burst forth on the distant land, illuminating everything in sight.

boom!
A thunderous roar came from the earth, and the intense tremor made him almost lose his footing. An indescribable sense of crisis suddenly surged into his heart.

Morgan looked up and saw a colossal, pure white creature hurtling toward Avalon on the distant horizon!

Countless feathers fell from the sky.

Across the land, dust and smoke billowed, and countless beasts galloped about!

The giant beasts that Kro and the others had repelled together attacked again, but they were far more frenzied and violent than before!

Even more astonishing is that its size has become even larger, and its entire body is covered with pure white feathers just like the enormous figure in the sky!

"This is... a berserker dragon transformation?!"

Morgan's pupils contracted sharply as he suddenly recalled the records of the red and white dragons in the royal archives of Britannias!
If the Red Dragon is an immortal natural disaster, then it symbolizes a drought that wipes out everything!

That white dragon was a raging torrent, dyeing all living things in the world pure white!
All land animals other than humans that come into contact with the white dragon's feathers will be parasitized by the feathers and become the white dragon's servants.

This process is also known as the Berserker Dragon Transformation!
After transforming into a berserker, the creature's temperament will become more ferocious, its physical abilities will be greatly enhanced, and more importantly, it will maintain an almost eternal hunger, with a desire to devour everything it sees!

"White Dragon!"

Morgan's face suddenly turned deathly pale.

Unlike the Red Dragon, the White Dragon has never been reborn like other Devil Fruits since Fafnir disappeared.

This has led the royal family of Britannias to suspect that Fafnir may not be dead.

And here I am at this moment...

"Is it a rebirth of abilities, or..."

Joan of Arc was in a daze.

Kro and the others are ready to fight back.

Even Kro felt a chill run down his spine just looking at the figure approaching from high above!
Cavendish, standing to the side, gripped his sword tightly, his pupils trembling.
"What the hell is that?!"

"This sense of oppression... might even be stronger than the captain's!"

"Moreover, that guy gave me a strange feeling. He didn't have a strong domineering aura, or rather, I couldn't even feel a strong domineering aura from him!"

"This sense of oppression comes from another dimension, it's like..."

"It's just like……"

Cavendish stammered for a long time, unable to make sense of it clearly.

Kro's expression was grave:

"The fear of beings from higher dimensions is like a natural law, an instinct etched into their very bones."

Cavendish nodded emphatically, but the apprehension in his eyes did not lessen; on the contrary, it deepened.
"Britannias exists? Is Morgan hiding something? Or is it a trump card that Wales has concealed?!"

"I don't have time to think about that anymore!"

Kro gritted his teeth:

"Get ready to meet the enemy!"

next moment.

Suddenly, Kro and his group burst out of the city and sped off toward the surging herd of beasts in the distance!

Compared to the colossal beasts rushing towards them from afar, their figures were incredibly small, yet they left the guards of Avalon with an indescribable sense of awe!

"Are they the heroes who saved this country?!"

"What courage!!"

……

On the city wall.

Some people, out of fear, abandoned all defenses, and the continuous stimulation caused them to have a mental breakdown and lose their minds.

But more often than not, they gripped their weapons tightly and stood guard at their posts.

Although their bodies trembled with fear and their eyes turned increasingly bloodshot, at least this time, they could truly make choices according to their own will!

"Stand firm in your post!"

The time for us to atone has come!

"For Avalon!"

"Draw until the last drop of blood!"

……

Originally intending to leave, Beville leaped onto the city wall and gazed into the distance.

"This is……"

"Pirates?!"

For the first time, Beville felt a sense of longing for this name that he had heard countless times.

He had never seen anyone like this before.

I've never seen a pirate like this before.

hiss--!
Taking a deep breath, Beville gripped the longsword at his waist. He had intended to fight alongside Crow and the others, but he also understood his own duty.

They turned and sped toward the palace located in the center of Avalon.

As Arthur's knight, he decided to stand by Morgan's side and do everything he could to preserve the last bloodline of Britannias.

just.

When he arrived before Morgan, the order he received was not the expected guard duty.

"Arthur's Knight."

"You should be with Mr. Crowe and the others to fight off the enemy, instead of wasting your energy on me."

Beville paused, looked up at Morgan with his full head of silver hair, and a smile played on his lips:
"The eldest princess has changed a lot."

"Yeah?!"

"Of course, the extravagance of royalty has been washed away, and they've become... become like a pirate."

(End of this chapter)