Davian Holy Grail War

"Gareth... my daughter..." Davian's breathing became rapid at this moment. Even though he had grown up, he could recognize who the person in front of him was at a glance.

This also makes sense. The person who can ignite the light of miracle must be the one who inherits their legacy.

"Father, let's stop here. You've done enough for Mother." Gareth's expression was filled with sadness. She knew too well what was going on, so these were all she wanted to say.

Enough, really enough, let's stop here.

Morgan also looked at Davian at this time, and there was only relief on her face at this moment.

That expression seemed to be telling Davian - go ahead, all your mission ends here, after all, that is your precious daughter.

However, Davidian's expression gradually became ferocious, and he was struggling inside.

And finally, after a mad roar, he drew his sword, and this was his choice.

But when he raised the sword, the Dark Sword suddenly burst out with a powerful force, broke free from Davian's hand and flew into the air.

This noble holy sword just floated in the air, and a purple halo flowed out from the sword like flowing tears.

Yue'an also made a decision at this moment. This time it could no longer be used by Davian.

It can’t help Davian with femicide.

If he really did something like that, Davian would definitely fall into an endless abyss afterwards.

At this moment, many people subconsciously felt a sense of relief. David had never used the Light of Miracles until now, whether he didn't want to use it or couldn't use it, but it was a fact that he had never used it.

Now that the holy sword had been stripped away from him again, his own combat effectiveness had plummeted, which was a huge advantage for them.

However, the next moment reality shattered their beautiful fantasy, and the Nameless Sword flew out from the darkness into Davidian's hands.

The flaming phoenix flew out and fell into Davian's hands, turning into a book of fantasy. He never had only one holy sword.

[The legend of the Phoenix has now become a reality! 】

"Even without the Dark Sword, I can still annihilate you!"

Davidian's expression at this moment was so hideous and distorted that it did not match his glorious titles in the slightest. No one could understand or know what he was feeling at this moment.

【nothingness! The Sword of Darkness will return to nothingness! 】

The Phoenix's armor was completely covered, and Gareth felt grief at this moment. With the blessing of the miracle light, she saw that her father fell into a darker abyss at this moment.

"Everyone... go ahead!" The moment Ritsuka spoke, everyone rushed forward. The wings made of orange flames also spread out behind Davian, and at this moment he also used all his strength!

Flames, magic, white light, spirit-based shadows, all kinds of power crisscrossed the battlefield. War cries and sounds of fighting rose and fell. At this moment, the two sides would no longer have any words. The only thing left between them was... swords.

However, while the fighting was going on on the front battlefield, someone was secretly taking action.

The fairy soldiers guarding Bawanshi were easily killed by Spriggan. After all, they didn't expect that the honorable chief of the Earth Clan would do such a thing at this moment.

"I found the key from the guard's body. I'm going to open the door, is that okay?" his men asked Spriggan, and Spriggan signaled him to just open the door.

But they have to be careful when moving it later. They all heard what happened just now. Now Bawanshi is no different from a piece of rotten meat.

But if she struggles, it's okay to be a little rough, after all, time is short.

After receiving his order, Spriggan's men immediately opened the door and prepared to go in and bring out Bavanshi.

When Spriggan saw Bawanshi at this moment, he finally laughed triumphantly. The goblins guarding the gate actually said that Bawanshi was not even worth killing now. This was indeed the words of vulgar people.

"Most things have no value, the only difference is whether they can be thrown away or not. You have to raise the price yourself. No matter what kind of junk it is, it depends on how and where you use it.

The Queen's way of protecting her was wrong from the beginning. If she really wanted to protect her, she shouldn't have been allowed to be the Queen's daughter from the beginning. She should have just been allowed to be a maid beside Lord Davian."

After saying this, he smiled and told his men that it was time to head towards the Throne Room, as they already had the trump card.

Chapter 438 Trouble

This time, Ritsuka and the others finally got to see how powerful Gareth is now. It was not an exaggeration but an outrageous level.

She was able to restrain Morgan and Davian by herself. Even Davian was shocked by her powerful strength.

His daughter has grown to her full potential and has far surpassed him as a father. For some reason, even though he is now in a dark place, he still can't help but feel happy about this.

It's a pity that they can't sit down and have a good chat now, otherwise if Davian knew about Gareth's amazing achievements, he would probably be so excited that he couldn't control himself.

Of course, that was impossible to happen now. And because of Gareth's super help, Ritsuka and Custer successfully dealt a fatal blow to the two people in front of them.

But because of what happened in the sixth singularity, Ritsuka immediately shouted to be alert to those around him the moment he saw Davian disappear. He knew too well how troublesome it would be to resurrect Davian.

Although they defeated Morgan, Davian would fight them to the end before disappearing.

Sure enough, the next moment, a burst of flames and sword energy came from above, and the two sides started fighting again.

However, Ritsuka still relaxed. Or rather, anyone would think that encountering one resurrected enemy would be a big challenge, so how could they expect there would be a second one?

So when that fatal attack came towards Custer, Custer had no way to avoid it. At this moment, there was only fear and terror in her eyes, but someone rushed over and pushed him away, helping him block the attack.

"Castor, you idiot!" Oberon disappeared directly under the heavy power of this attack. No one could believe it, and Davian, with his wings spread, slowly fell from the air to Morgan's side.

"You have excellent companions, the only respect that can compare with me, Altria. But, one of them has disappeared." Morgan appeared in front of everyone again at this moment, and everyone's hearts were filled with fear.

She had clearly been defeated, so why? She couldn't possibly have the same resurrection ability as Davian, so what was going on?

"One of the servants who wanted to take my head is gone. Who should I kill next? Percival, I choose you."

Morgan said this and swung her spear, but luckily Gareth was faster this time. She rushed directly in front of Percival and swung her sword to deflect the attack.

Gareth had to admit at this moment that she was careless. Although her magic level could catch up with Morgan's, the reserves of both parties were not at the same level.

Morgan possesses a huge reserve of magic power that he has extracted from the goblins over the past two thousand years. Even if one clone cannot defeat so many of them, he can still kill all of them here.

“Gareth…My daughter of Panhuman History, you have grown up very well.

Not only did you inherit your stupid father's talent for swordsmanship, you also have my talent for magic.

It is really surprising that both of these things have come to fruition in you.

But this time you did something wrong.

You shouldn't have dispersed the light of miracle, and you shouldn't have let the First Legion wander around Camelot. If you had assembled from the beginning and headed straight for the Amyrlin Hall, I would have been the loser now."

Gareth's face was bitter at the moment, and she was a little shaken when she heard her daughter call out. However, at this moment, the two sides were still fighting, and she couldn't relax.

"Well, let's do it this way. Since everyone has come in, no one can leave." Morgan raised his hand and the light spears in the sky were like a rainstorm washing over the entire Camelot.

Looking at the people who were struggling, Morgan said with a smile:

"You don't think that defeating just one of me is enough, do you? If that's the case, then I should reflect on whether I have been too lax in my education and have made this fairy kingdom too peaceful.

As a magician, of course I can create as many parts as I want. Look up at the sky, it's time for you to realize the reality you are facing."

When everyone looked up, they finally discovered that a large number of Morgans were floating in the sky, and she was using huge and destructive magic spells to unleash them on the rebels.

Oberon discovered this fact before them and rushed over to protect Caster with all his strength. They all underestimated the queen who had ruled Britain for 2000 years.

Indeed, he had gone through all sorts of intrigues and infighting to finally put together this rebel army so that he could engage in the most direct battlefield battle with the Queen and Davian and the others.

But when things come down to the final execution stage, it is still the use of absolute violence that can achieve the greatest effect.

Unfortunately, Morgan's violence exceeded that of anyone else on the British Isles. Just as she and Davian had said, after the first hundred years of ruling the Fairy Kingdom, no one could surpass her in strength.

This was a storm that suddenly rose and a stage curtain that suddenly fell. Camelot was being burned and destroyed by Morgan.

Even though a small number of fairies and humans managed to escape into the barrier of miracle light formed by the assembled soldiers of the First Legion and gain protection, most of them had already died in wailing.

At times like these, Morgan reverted to her cruel, baser interests.

She would be happy to crush these rebels one by one at this moment. Now she is the embodiment of death that tortures, mocks, and buries fairies and humans alike. She can only be described as a witch of Britain.

"None of the rebels will survive, and the foreign magicians are no exception. This is the price you pay for being so self-righteous after just one pilgrimage. The blame should be borne by all those who flattered you to power. Die with your mission. My fairy kingdom does not need paradise, nor does it need the outside world."

At this moment, everyone was almost unable to hold on under the barrage of light guns in the sky. Morgan thought of someone at this time. She thought Merlin would come out to help them, but it turned out that he didn't have the courage to rush forward.

Humph, what a heartless man!

"Everyone... everyone..." At this moment, Caster's extraordinary perception could sense the emotions spreading throughout Camelot. Everyone was wailing and dying in pain.

All this was tormenting his nerves, and she felt that her spirit was about to collapse.

Morgan certainly knew what she was going through, but she didn't care and even mocked her:

"That's right, everyone will die because of your stupidity. There is no great awareness, and no chance of winning. I came all the way here without trusting anyone. I am an immature fairy of paradise, my compatriot who was fooled by the prophecy.

No one will thank you, no one will lend you a hand. No one will repay you, no one will praise you, and no one will share your happiness. You will die alone on the bloody hill, just like you in pan-human history. "

This sentence brought great fear to Custer, but Morgan did not intend to end it like this. She was still making her declaration. From the moment Custer set saving Britain as his goal, the fate of the Child of Prophecy was already doomed, and a being who had long been dead could not be saved.

"The one you should fight is not me, but the mission that drives you. So, goodbye."

After saying this, she raised her hand, and a huge destructive magic gathered power in her hand.

But just when everyone closed their eyes and waited for death, all of Morgan's clones suddenly disappeared. Davian looked around in disbelief...

Impossible! Could it be that something happened in the throne room?

Then, the wind brought new news, but it was not the news that Davian wanted.

"I am Aurora, the chief of the Wind Clan. This is all I can do since I cannot fight... I hope this voice can reach all the fairies in Britain."

Chapter 439 Losing Jingzhou Carelessly

"Humph, I thought we had dealt with them. That Muramasa guy is quite difficult to deal with. Then let's add two more to deal with the Child of Prophecy... Let me think, six."

Morgan said calmly, but at this time someone pushed away the senior fairy here and came to her.

She opened her eyes calmly and shifted her perception from the battlefield back to the present.

Spriggan was standing behind his trusted guard. As the head of the Earth Clan and with the power granted to him by Davian a hundred years ago to form a private army, his military force had always been strong.

"Are you tired of living for too long? Spriggan. Even today, you still actively desire destruction."

Morgan's voice was so cold that it frightened everyone present, but Spriggan just smiled bitterly and said that although his life span had always troubled him, it was a completely different matter now.

"I think we have a chance of winning this time. I can even say that I think we have a chance of winning now. Your fairy kingdom is indeed outstanding. One ruler has ruled the country for 2000 years. I'm afraid there is no other precedent."

At this point, Spriggan showed his distress, but such a country is a bit boring. If cross-cultural communication is prohibited, art will not sprout. It will neither decline nor prosper. It really cannot be called a country.

"Your Majesty Morgan, Britain is not your courtyard. It's time for you to wake up from your girlish dream." After saying that, his soldiers moved, but Morgan raised her hand, and a beam of destruction condensed in her hand.

"How dare you look down on me? Even if I only have my head left, I will not be defeated by a mere soldier..."

However, to Morgan's shock, these soldiers did not move to advance, but made way for Morgan to see the hostages they held.

"Bawan...shi..." Morgan felt unbelievable, and at this moment her magic stopped.

Spriggan did not take any further action to push Morgan's nerves. He knew his limits. So he just said:

“Your Majesty, we don’t really want to fight to the death, we just want a better future.

The country should grow and the world should move forward. It cannot always become a toy in your hand.

Even if it is a threat, we hope you can step down and let a more suitable person take that position."

Morgan gritted her teeth at these words. She couldn't help but sneer, "And then? You're going to take this position and rule the whole of Britain? Spriggan, you think too highly of yourself!"

"No, no, no, I don't have that ability, and the throne is not something I should get my hands on. I have a clear view of myself.

However, Noknalei or Altria Custer are much more suitable. As for who will sit, let them decide the winner themselves."

At this point, he politely asked Morgan to stand up, saying it was time to give up the throne. After she stepped down from the throne, she could do whatever she wanted. They just wanted to change the king.

Although Morgan hated all this in her heart, she chose to be tolerant for the time being for Bawanxi.

She stood up and walked in front of the crowd. Spriggan immediately ordered his soldiers to surround her and prepare to take her away.

How to deal with Morgan was a decision for Noknalei and Caster, and he had no intention of going that far.

And based on Spriggan's thinking, he could guess how those two people would treat the defeated Morgan. After all, they were all soft-hearted people and were too easy to use.

"Make sure to protect Her Majesty Morgan and hand her over safely. I don't want to make Lord Davian angry, because then I will be ashamed of him."

Spriggan laughed triumphantly. Now everything was going according to his plan. He had even gained the most benefit without offending most people. It turned out that the right opportunity could achieve the greatest effect.

However, at this moment, the wind brought a message. Spriggan listened to the words in the wind and didn't know what Aurora would say at this time.

"There is a group of brave fairies currently fighting in Camelot, fighting to defeat Her Majesty Morgan. Her Majesty is very powerful, and we have always respected her very much. Her Majesty is a great man who has been protecting our Britain for 2000 years, so there must be no fairies who do not respect her.

But despite your grace, there is one thing I cannot ignore. Hear me, you who fight in Camelot. Hear the truth about who Queen Morgan really is, and what she did in the shadows of history."

Spriggan suddenly felt that something was wrong, and he began to curse in his heart! Damn it, Aurora, what are you doing!

"Hurry up! Hurry, hurry up!" Spriggan urged his men, but it was too late. The senior goblins here had stopped them. They now wanted to know what explosive information Aurora would reveal about His Majesty Morgan.