I Will Always Be a Partner of Justice

However, what Shirou didn't know was that Vortigern, who was standing in the beast tide, saw the blood-colored pillar, and his complexion changed drastically.

"Mexis...Mexis...you...!"

He turned into a god, and there was a rare look of panic on his face.

He didn't care about continuing to call out, but let the monsters launch a fierce attack, while he rode the monsters and rushed back to Camelot quickly.

"Mexis, my friend... I forbid you to do this!"

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"Master Mexis...Master Mexis..."

"why……"

"help me……"

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The bloody ritual technique emerged on the land of Camelot at the cost of tens of thousands of lives.

An evil breath appeared.

"terribly sorry."

Mexis showed an apologetic expression, he lowered his hood, stood in the center of the spell, and continued with his business.

"Uther's kingdom, the scales of the white dragon, the blood of the red dragon, and the hair that inherits the power of the island."

"The fusion of concepts is enough to liberate."

"This will be the last divine punishment of the gods."

Mexis collected all the things she collected and threw them into the ceremony.

He turned his back, looked at the dead people, and couldn't help but shed tears.

"I'm sorry...I'm not qualified to be forgiven by anyone, so please always, always, resent and curse me."

Mexis sighed.

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Skaha, who went deep into the enemy's rear, looked at Tianji's spell, and felt a little uneasy and depressed instinctively.

But he still led his troops to rush to the past.

She could feel that it was an evil, ominous ritual.

What exactly the ceremony was used for, Scathach didn't know either.

When the gods were still active, she became the Queen of the Dead Realm and the Lord of the Kingdom of Shadows. She was not familiar with the British Isle, let alone what was on the island.

She just needs to finish her task as soon as possible, that's enough.

Facing the monsters blocking the way, she directly opened the gate of the death realm, absorbing their vitality, and then drew rune runes in an attempt to bombard the monsters blocking the way on a large scale.

however--

With a sound of "咻", a dark divine light shattered Scathach's rune.

Scathach was puzzled. Although the power was far apart, this divine light was undoubtedly the mighty power of the gods.

"Skaha... No wonder you came here from Ireland so quickly. I just didn't expect that the king of death who guards us will become the sharp blade of the king." Mexis looked at Scarha and sighed With a sound, a gentle smile appeared on his face.

But Scathach was taken aback when he saw Mexis.

There was no way not to be surprised, because the gods who killed the most and most wanted to escape from the death realm she guarded were all subordinates of this person.

"Ba... Balor...God King Balor...Impossible! You...you should have been killed by God Luge!"

Scatha looked surprised.

She never imagined that at the end of the Age of Gods, on this British island, she could see the king of the abyss giant, the king of the Fermor gods who killed the Danu gods and attempted to invade the world—God King Ba Roll!

"Please don't call me by that name. Although I have some origins, I am a fairy, a fairy who has acquired human nature, Mexis." Mexis said.

"Leave, Scathach. I'm not your opponent, but—" Mexis smiled and said, "My beloved king has come!"

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This is a story of constant self-discovery.

long long ago.

Evil Eye Demon King Balor was killed by his son, the god-king of light and the sun, Rug McElsolen, and his body fell on the British Isle, forming Mount Barton.

Balor has two eyes, and one closed eye is his most powerful weapon.When this eye is opened, no matter whether it is a person or a god, it will die immediately if it is shot by the sight of this eye.But this eye is also Balor's only weakness.

God King Lug, using the rainbow and the Milky Way as a sling, projected a light bullet to shoot through the magic eye, and then used the artifact to bombard the five-star Brionac, killing Balor.

But I am afraid that the god king Luge did not expect that the blood that flowed from the magic eye shot through by him took the British island as the womb that gave birth to life, and gave birth to a goblin.

This goblin was born from Balor's magic eye, the son of Balor, and inherited Balor's grudge.