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Chapter 483 I report that someone violated the rules!

It would have been fine if he had just died, but he was swallowed by the Sea of ​​Life and transformed into a monster.

And they launched round after round of attacks on the already crumbling Uruk.

This made the few heroes who had managed to hold on even more unable to help but curse.

"Isn't this just a complete hindrance?"

Merlin couldn't help but complain.

Morgan, who walked out from behind the realm gate, seemed to have heard a familiar voice, and his eyes became fierce.

"Merlin? You're here!"

"Morgan?"

Merlin's eyes widened, and the next moment, without any hesitation, he jumped back and prepared to leave the battlefield.

Damn, why is this witch here?
Could it be that she was the one who just declared war on Uruk?

For some reason, Merlin's intuition told him that the real purpose of this so-called declaration of war was for him.

He and Morgan shouldn't have any grudges, right?

Why are you going to the extent of declaring war to hunt him down?
He kept complaining in his mind, but Merlin's movements were not slow. He moved swiftly and slowly retreated from the encirclement of the monsters.

Gilgamesh, I'm sorry, I have to leave.

Feeling sorry for Gilgamesh, the shameless Merlin ran away.

Morgan didn't care what Merlin thought. Her attention was now entirely on the Mother Goddess of Creation in front of her.

Although she is not the Mother Goddess of Creation in the Celtic system to which she belongs, she is also a Creator God of the same level.

At least it is the same existence as the horned god.

You have to know that the corpse of the Horned God alone helped her sustain the Lostbelt for two thousand years, and also caused countless disasters.

Unfortunately, after being integrated into this playground, the Horned God also disappeared, along with all the disasters.

Now it is time for those goblins to accept the disaster they have created.

Morgan sat back on his own throne and smiled as he watched Tiamat approaching the fairy Britain.

Given a choice, who would want this shabby, goblin Britain? These unruly people should just disappear along with the disaster!
Twelve holy spears are ready to fire.

The Lance of the End, Rongomyniad, is a device modeled after the Holy Lance. It has the same function as Rongomyniad in maintaining the surface of the world.

It was also the tower she built to stabilize the Lostbelt, and it is also the most powerful weapon of the Fairy Kingdom.

At this time, the target of these armed forces was not Tiamat, who was about to bring disaster to Fairy Britain, but the fairies who were still in the Fairy Kingdom.

Except for the very few who were recognized by her and given the title of Knights of the Round Table to become Fairy Knights of the Round Table, all other fairies deserve to die!

"For my Britain, please give your lives!!"

Morgan opened fire at full power, the throne was running at maximum power, and the twelve holy spears were bombarding the fairy kingdom continuously.

All the fairies and humans had an expression of unconcealable fear on their faces. They didn't understand why their king would suddenly attack them.
But before they could even utter a word of defense, the high temperature caused by the bombardment of the holy spear evaporated the goblins.

And this is just the effect of the light and heat brought by the firing of the Holy Lance.

Watching the fairies gradually disappear, and the forests and cities swept away by the Holy Lance, engulfed by scorching flames. Accompanied by the fairies' screams, the once vibrant green trees and buildings under the sky were all reduced to ashes in the raging flames.

Instead, innocent humans once again survived the disaster.

Morgan felt indescribable at the scene. She felt neither sad nor happy, but blank and silent, as if everything in the world was isolated from her perception.

From the fairy Vivian, to the savior Ash, and finally to Morgan, the lord of the fairy Britain, and Morgan from pan-human history...

Until now, the only thing she could feel was the weariness that came from deep within her bones.

And the feeling of freedom after letting go of everything completely, like a bird flying freely in the sky.

From this moment on, she was no longer Vivian, nor was she a savior, nor was she a demon concubine. She was just herself.

Tiamat was obviously stunned when she saw that Morgan had destroyed the fairy kingdom before she could make a move.
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"Hey, Merlin, where are you trying to run off to?"

Just when Merlin carefully used illusion to deceive the world and conceal his own figure.

A hand was placed on his shoulder at some point, and then came Su Nian's ghostly voice.

"what?"

At this moment, Merlin's heart was beating wildly and he was almost scared to faint.

"If you dare to faint, I will turn you into the real magical girl Merry and give you to Solomon as a hot weapon."

Su Nian raised a wicked smile at the corner of his mouth and said lightly.

"Oh my god, you're really cruel! My king!"

Merlin had no choice, unless he really wanted to be turned into Merlie, he could only be forced to turn around and look at the person blocking him.

They are Su Nian, the eager-to-try Altria, and Meli who has a nasty smile on her face.

Looking at these villains, Merlin dropped the holy sword and staff in his hands without any hesitation, and raised his hands high.

"I surrender, but I request preferential treatment for prisoners!"

"Sorry, we don't treat prisoners well here."

Su Nian smiled slightly, then turned around and pretended not to see the group of strong men who jumped out from behind Altria.

Then, under the guidance of Merlin, who was escorted by Gawain and Lancelot, Su Nian and his group arrived at the city wall of Uruk.

Looking at Morgan in the distance, who was leaning against the Realm Gate, manipulating the twelve Lance of End and in a stalemate with Tiamat.

"It's okay, at least it didn't get too out of hand."

At least except for the initial attack, Tiamat did not show any outrageous strength. Of course, her current rationality was not enough to support her to show such strength.

Otherwise, the Twelve Lance of the End would not have been able to hold their own against Tiamat.

Although these twelve towers could theoretically destroy a city with one strike, to Tiamat they were no more than a water gun.

It could only temporarily slow down the opponent's movement. Tiamat even absorbed the magic power of the Spear of the End, and her body expanded a little bit, and she was like a moving mountain.

At this moment, Gilgamesh walked to Su Nian's side without knowing when, and looked at Tiamat in the distance and said.

"Organizer, I'm reporting someone violating the rules! That Tiamat is the evidence!"

(End of this chapter)