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Moran gasped for breath.

He was covered with a dazzling golden fleece.

[Ownership of Golden Fleece 707 (EX)]

He can always take out the wool of the gods' miracles and heal any wound just by looking at it.

Although he was not injured because of Vortigern.

However, the body is constantly challenging its limits.

If it weren't for the Golden Fleece.

Presumably, he couldn't squander his magic power so willfully, let alone reveal his true form and fight for such a long time.

[The cold frost begins to cover the earth]

[You originally wouldn't choose to use this skill easily, but now you no longer have the right to choose.]

Use everything you can

[Want to fight against the final madness of this end of the Age of Gods]

【Don’t take any chances】

The frost of the freezing principle continued to extend outward, and the entire barrier instantly turned into a desolate land that humans could not enter.

[The temperature dropped to minus 100 degrees Celsius]

[Although you can rely on the principle of freezing to fight the world, you will not survive this way]

In this singularity composed of principles

【You can avoid being targeted by the world's rules】

The principle of freezing is an extreme principle that excludes the possibility of living things. It is both a power and a curse.

If you rely on this principle to survive

[Finally, you will turn Britain into a frozen sea, a world where only the strongest dragons survive.]

This principle is extremely disadvantageous to Britain.

[That's right. Using it against Vortigern, the will of the island, is quite effective.]

"The poison that corrodes the planet! Albion, why do you have such power!?"

Vortigern's wings were frozen in frost.

There is no way to spread your wings and fly into the sky.

Even breathing will cause the cold air to take away the heat.

It felt that its connection with the British Isles was blurring, and the rules of the frozen world were covering the earth.

Even, he could fight against his own darkness.

As far as it could remember, Albion had no such power.

You used all means

[Finally, even the barrier collapsed]

To prevent the frost principle from eroding Britain, you must give up your advantage and reclaim the principle within your body.

[On one side is the seriously overdrawn Gu Long]

[On one side is a mad dragon covered in wounds]

The situation on both sides is not ideal, but the fighting spirit deep in your eyes has not subsided.

"Albion, you've thrown away your advantage! If you continue to use the World Poison, you can easily defeat me. Do you still care about the future of humanity?!"

"Of course, I don't want a frozen land of my own. If I do this just to defeat you, then what's the difference between me and you, who have fallen into madness? Humans are ugly and full of flaws, but I believe that even in this quagmire, there is still light that can dispel all darkness!"

Moran gasped and raised the dragon's head.

Although there were no injuries on his body, the ether magic power that leaked out of his body was very weak.

Even breathing was filled with pain.

"Superficial! Humans are capable of devouring even the sun's light! Yet they hypocritically praise this evil as true light! They even praise it as an ideal world, feeling proud of it! Such creatures only disgust me!

No matter what, I will not approve! Great Britain does not need to be tainted by filthy human ethics!"

Vortigern roared and pounced on Moran.

At this moment, all that remains is to fight with all your might.

It stretched out its dragon head to reveal a bottomless, pitch-black mouth.

Exceptionally powerful, condensing all strength.

"So what? I accept it all! I watch everything, I watch over everything! If it really becomes as hopeless as you say, I will take action! Instead of lamenting and falling into madness like you do!"

Moran also stretched out the dragon head.

The two giant dragons tore off each other's flesh and blood.

The battle was far from over, it was only a few seconds of trance.

They roared again according to their instinct.

The roar and sounds of fighting echoed across the plain.

"Vortigern, I'm different from you who despairs of human evil! I won't run away, and I won't give in! I'll face it proactively! Even if it means going against human nature, I won't give in!"

Moran and Vortigern are fundamentally different.

The latter intends to drag all known things towards destruction, using death as a swan song to fight against human nature.

Vortigern was doomed to failure from the very beginning.

Faced with this overwhelming predicament and despair, Moran stubbornly clung to that glimmer of hope and refused to let go.

Despair and defeat were never options for him.

"So, Realm Dragon! You don't just want to watch! You also want to judge everything?

Even Britain can't resist this change in human nature! And you think you can! Do you think you're so special!? I'm speechless! Why are you so self-righteous!?

"Of course! Even if I fail this time! As long as I'm alive! I can keep fighting! Vortigern, you were crushed by despair and fell into madness. You chose to give up from the beginning!

You're just sighing and groaning! To put it bluntly, you're a coward who gives up halfway! But I'm different—I'll keep moving forward."

[Your ideas collide with each other]

[Finally, the dragon blood was sprayed into the air]

[Almost on the brink of exhaustion]

You are convinced that you still have the advantage

[Vortigern no longer has any trump cards, but you can still use your full strength again, and victory is already in your hands].

Chapter 120: The Dragon's Sorrow, the Tyrant's End [Please subscribe! Please give me flowers!]

[Although there are unforeseen consequences]

【But, there is no time to think so much】

[Vortigern wants to lead Britain to the disaster of extinction, even if it is for the sake of his promise to Artoria]

You have to defeat it here too~

Even if it means sacrificing one's life

"I'll figure out how to deal with the changing world...but don't put on airs, you foolish dragon!"

Moran gasped as he made his final calculations.

At this moment, he sensed a rapidly approaching aura.

[That's Gawain and Altria]

They all joined the battle, and Altria looked at you with deep concern, watching you fight so hard.

[The previous realm dragon's divine beauty is no longer there]

[Even with the naked eye, I can see your radiance fading, leaving no room for even the aurora to condense.]

If we fight further,

You will certainly be able to defeat Vortigern and bring victory, but the price is not something Artoria can accept.

She won't accept this kind of thing.

[Altria and Gawain join the battle. This level of battle is something they have never encountered before.]

Even if Vortigern was tortured to this extent by you

Its madness hasn't diminished in the slightest.

[The brilliance of the Sword of Victory Oath and the Sword of Rotating Victory, the two holy swords, were also swallowed into its belly.]

[However, Vortigern chose to do this]

[It also accelerates the countdown of its already limited lifespan]

[Having already been pierced by the Realm Aurora once, even if it is the incarnation of Britain, it cannot do it again.]

"Vortigern can't swallow all the light! This is an opportunity!

Moran, I'm here to protect you this time! Britain's future needs you, I need you! So, I won't let you leave me! "

Altria straightened her petite body.

In the past, he would remain unmoved in the face of any danger, but now one could see resentment on his face.

Only for the dragon's personal feelings.

It was a private affair that a perfect king shouldn't reveal.

"Vortigern is the embodiment of the island. Humanity cannot shake it, given its size. This battle started with me, and it must end with me! Leah, I'll take action here!"

"No! You can't attack again! If I lose you in the end... then what's the point of all this!?"

"Liya...you......"

Moran seemed to realize something.

He realized that she had abandoned the king's reserve.

The girl made her choice.

"If we can't conquer this island with human strength, then we'll use weapons of the same standard as those on the British Isles!"

Altria looked stern.

She was prepared before the war began.

He knew that no matter how great his magic power was, that holy sword could turn the earth into scorched earth.

It can't play a winning role.

Vortigern is the being who incarnated the British Isles.

Conceptually, there is no comparison.

This is also the reason why Moran emphasized that he had to take action himself.

You must have a killer move that is conceptually equivalent.

[Two holy swords pierced Vortigern's claws]

[Nail it to the ground]

[Altria and Gawain's cooperation is seamless]

[You have defeated Vortigern, whose momentum has been weakened. One last attack of the same magnitude is all that is needed to kill him.]

[It seems to sense the approach of death]

[Vortigern immediately fluttered its wings to shatter the frost, hoping to avoid death by flying into the sky.]

[However, Altria will not allow it]