It's time to improve the strength of the infinite world

Chapter 130 Traditional Arts
The coalition of goblins finally arrived.

But objectively speaking, we can't accuse them of not working hard enough.

In this decisive battle, they had already suffered unimaginable losses, and in the end, they were completely defeated, with countless casualties. Although the death rate was not counted, it was probably more than half...

In that case—

It is also difficult to expect how powerful and useful they are.

I can only say that I have really tried my best.

In fact, before the appearance of the evil dragon Vortigern, the alliance line of the clans could still barely hold on. Under the supervision of the high-ranking and superior fairies of each clan, the ordinary fairies could only grit their teeth and hold on.

It was not until the moment the evil dragon Vortigern appeared, stirring up a cursed black vortex and the storm spread, about to engulf the entire earth, that they were truly unable to withstand the high-pressure battlefield environment.

Some fairies, unable to withstand the pressure, turned into faded ones on the spot, losing their original brilliance, directly degenerating into darkness, and transformed into Moss on the spot, becoming part of this catastrophe.

More goblins turned around and ran away out of fear, causing their companions around them to flee in panic, and the scene was in chaos.

After all, when facing other things, fairies may still act according to their own temperament, vent their dissatisfaction, or even go crazy. But when facing Moss, whom they fear the most, most fairies will feel the trembling of their souls and the fear from the bottom of their hearts.

Especially since this time the Moss disaster was not just a minor one, but a major disaster that occurred once in a thousand years, this made the fairies who were aware of this even more terrified.

——In the history of the Fairy Kingdom, the shadow of the great disaster has always been like a thorn in the flesh, following you like a shadow and lingering around.

——It is a great threat that has existed since the creation of the world. It is a periodic mass extinction event unique to this Lostbelt world.

That is a cycle that will be destroyed every thousand years.

At the center of the storm, the source of the Morse virus curse transformed into an extremely ferocious dragon and descended on the battlefield. The wind was howling, the sky was obscured, the earth was ravaged, the dragon's roar was as shocking as thunder, and the terrifying power of the curse filled the air.

Faced with this terrifying existence, the goblins felt unprecedented pressure and helplessness.

They are obviously all elves with high-level mystical powers.

However, at this moment, they seemed to be back in the food chain of nature and were being targeted by their natural enemies. Fear continued to grow in their hearts, and the goblins fell into unprecedented despair.

If I hadn't suddenly discovered after I had escaped a long way that the storm began to dissipate, the cursed aura disappeared, and the endless black tide seemed to have lost its support, evaporating bit by bit, just like snowflakes melting under the warm spring sun, until they completely disappeared...

Not to mention returning to the battlefield, it is impossible for them to even stop running away.

It is definitely possible to cross the entire Britain in one breath and escape from one end to the other.

It is only natural that it is coming late now.

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Xia Zhi's calculation was very accurate. When the remaining coalition forces returned to the battlefield, Vivian and Altria's sisterly communication had reached a critical point, so it was interrupted directly, and there was no time to move on to the next stage.

This sudden change made both sides feel dissatisfied. Each side firmly believed that they could almost defeat the other side head-on. They were just a little bit away from defeating the hateful enemy head-on and declaring their victory in a dignified manner...

——That’s the point anyway.

——"Just a little bit short."

"That's really great..."

Fujimaru Ritsuka was relieved by this.

Although there seems to be no clear result, this may be the best result.

The heavy stone hanging in her heart fell to the ground, but she caught a glimpse of the calm expression of the young man next to her from the corner of her eye. Her heart was moved slightly. Could it be that... Mr. Xia Zhi had already predicted this? Did he know that Miss Altria and the others would not be able to come to a conclusion?

"Come on, let's go over there..."

Xia Zhi noticed the girl's gaze, but remained completely calm. He just greeted Melyuchina and walked over there.

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"..."

Ritsuka Fujimaru tilted his head, thought about it, and finally followed.

It seems that Mr. Xia Zhi is not such an honest person.

But at least the result is good.

At this time, very lively and noisy sounds were heard from the front, such as loud cheers, shouts of joy, and noisy voices of unknown origin.

In short, all that’s missing is the sound of gongs and drums and firecrackers.

It can be said that it is so lively as if it is Chinese New Year.

Many goblins returned to the battlefield cautiously and tremblingly, looking around, and only after they were completely sure that all the Mosses had disappeared did they heave a long sigh of relief, as if they had been pardoned.

They threw away their weapons and sat down on the ground, gasping for breath, but at the same time they looked around excitedly, and finally couldn't help laughing out loud.

Many fairies were dancing and gesticulating happily with their companions. No one knew what they were saying, but it was obvious that they were extremely excited and in high spirits, unable to control themselves.

Anyway, their eyes and their laughter are full of joy of surviving the disaster.

After all, the previous scene of Namos flooding was like a dark cloud pressing down on the sky, a large piece of darkness, and its momentum that reached the ground and the sky was extremely shocking, which was truly shocking.

Judging from the number of Mors and their spreading efficiency, it is only a matter of time before they fill up the entire British Isles. As long as the island continues to breed curses and Mors entities continue to form, it will be easy to submerge everything.

Hundreds of thousands, millions, tens of millions, or even hundreds of millions...

It's just an increase in numbers, what a simple thing...

Facing Morse, the fairies have no advantage at all. Once touched by Morse, they may be infected with the Morse virus and then twisted and assimilated into a part of Morse.

Moreover, Moss's magnitude had reached a shocking peak, and fighting him was hopeless. Before this, the goblins had been extremely pessimistic and believed that they would be doomed.

However, what is unexpected is that -

At the most desperate moment, victory came quietly.

The fairies who survived the catastrophe cheered and released their excitement. Watching this scene, Fujimaru Ritsuka, who followed the pace of the summer solstice, couldn't help but sighed and felt deeply:
"We finally made it through, that's great... But it's a pity that many fairies didn't make it through!"

"Did many goblins die?" Xia Zhi asked calmly, without stopping, his steps were steady and without any pause.

"A lot. I saw them when I was flying in the sky with Rider before..." The Master of Chaldea did not notice the depth behind the young man's indifferent tone. She looked gloomy and nodded with a look of loss.

After a pause, she raised her eyes and looked at the goblins in front of her.

Gazing at the goblins in front of me, seeing how happy they were to survive and to be alive, an indescribable feeling of heaviness welled up in my heart, as if an invisible weight was pressing on my heart, heavy and suffocating.

The girl couldn't help but recall what she had seen and heard about the future before she traveled here, and she deeply resonated with the scene before her.

"This world is so cruel... Even if there is no Queen Morgan in this era, the fairies still have a hard time living." She couldn't help but whispered softly, "They just want to live freely, what's wrong with them..."

"..."

"..."

Xia Zhi, who was walking next to him, said nothing and had no intention of answering.

The Master's ideas are deeply rooted and cannot be shaken by simple words. It takes a strong blow, deep and direct experience and lessons, to correct such wrong preconceived cognition.

It just so happens that you can figure out what will happen next even with your belly button.

Let those pure and kind fairies present her with a vivid and profound lesson—tell her what is wrong with the fairies wanting to live freely.

The mistake is, if they live freely -

No one else can survive.

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In the forest far away.

The witch looked up at the sky and found that the black curse at the end of the sky was rapidly dissipating. The feeling of uneasiness and oppression that swept across the entire island also seemed to disappear in the blink of an eye.

"It's over..."

The witch of the Age of Gods was thoughtful. "Then next, I think we should prepare to perform the traditional performing arts of the Fairy Country as Master said."

She turned around, looked at the other side of the camp, and asked, "Tetrot, are you ready? We should rush over and meet up with them!"

"Ah? This... is still a little short!... Maybe we have to wait a little longer!"

Behind a pile of messy clothes, the spinning fairy poked his head out and said seriously.

"Don't wait. It's not that easy to completely copy that monk's robe. You want to change the style based on the prototype. It's already good enough to keep a small part of its functions..."

Medea pressed her forehead with a headache and patiently explained the reason.

"We have to leave now, otherwise we might be too late."

As she spoke, she walked towards her makeshift workshop to take the things she had prepared.

That was an antidote specially prepared using her powerful mixing ability.

This took a lot of her thought and energy.

After all, God knows why the goblin's poisonous wine is so cruel that it can even easily poison gods... If it weren't for her advanced mixing skills, she could even make a magic potion that was close to the elixir of immortality, and she got the specific formula of the poisonous wine from Morgan now -

If this goes wrong, there is really no way to complete this task.

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at the same time.

Behind the Disaster Battlefield.

"Great, Lady Aurora... the great disaster has been suppressed!"

The fairy girl from the Wind Clan who was looking at the front line turned around with a happy face.

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"..."

"Yes, this time the great disaster has been suppressed... That savior is truly extraordinary. Such a shining figure is truly stunningly beautiful and glorious!"

The fairy woman called Aurora showed an extremely beautiful smile, but as she looked into the distance, there was a faint haze flashing in her eyes, which was the subtle jealousy, madness and hatred.

"Yes, fortunately we have this savior... otherwise, I thought we were all dead this time." The fairy girl next to him did not notice Aurora's eyes, but just said with great relief.

Then, she realized that her boss was right beside her and it was not a good idea to say that, so she quickly added:

"But Lady Aurora hasn't made a move yet. I'm sure once she does, she will easily defeat the savior!"

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"..."

"Hmm - well, if she recovers all her strength now and rings all six bells, she should still be difficult to deal with." Aurora's expression looked a little better, and she smiled gently and waved her hand.

"Will Lady Aurora lose?" The fairy girl was stunned.

"It will win."

Aurora smiled confidently, her hand tightly grasping the bottle in her sleeve without leaving any trace. The wine was poisonous enough to kill gods.

The damn savior is really annoying...

But it doesn't matter, the other party will die next...

(End of this chapter)