Fairy Britain, they all want to raise me?

Saying this, Guinevere suddenly raised his hand. At the same time, his hand deformed, and steel grew out from under the flesh, tearing his palm apart, but soon formed a black The painted muzzle.

"You are a forbidden demon. What does it have to do with a demon that relies on fear to act?"

"Oops!"

Understanding what Guinevere wanted to do, Artoria anxiously shouted:

"Murray! Be careful!"

Then, gunshots exploded like thunder in the hall, deafening. At the same time, huge shells penetrated the walls of the hall and flew into the distance.

Then, as a vague scream came from the distance, the realm that originally enveloped the entire hall and forced everyone's power down disappeared without a trace.

At the same time, Guinevere's aura began to rise again at an extremely terrifying speed.

Then, looking at Percival who opened his mouth but couldn't say anything due to the rupture of his lungs, Guinevere shook his head and said:

"To be honest, Percival, I don't hate you. I even want to take you under my command."

"But it's a pity, Percival...someone needs to pay for the death of my men."

"You killed Katali, and you have to pay the price."

Saying this, Guinevere raised his knife and killed Percival.

Such a scene immediately revealed a look of almost despair on the faces of everyone present.

All the plans they racked their brains to come up with are ineffective. In the face of that absolute power, no one can see any hope.

"Does this level of disparity make you despair?"

Taking all those desperate expressions into his eyes, Guinevere said condescendingly,

"In that case...then feel lucky."

Suddenly a word that sounded incomprehensible was inserted, and then Guinevere slowly raised the sword in his hand:

"Fortunately, I am not a merciless person. Now that things have come to this, I will take pity on you and give you a happy life."

As he said that, scorching flames rose from under his feet.

Noble Phantasm·Sage of Heavenly Fire.

And the side effects that would have caused him immediate damage, now no longer seem so scary in the face of his extremely powerful durability and self-healing power.

Only this time, considering the subordinates and Bavanshi hiding in the apse, Guinevere did not let the power continue to pour out and form an explosion around him as before, but worked hard to push those violent The flames were restrained within a few meters around him.

But even so, the monstrous flames that suddenly broke through the dome as he raised his sword, extended endlessly towards the sky, and divided the entire sky into two halves, still made all the fairies who witnessed this scene feel scared. .

"The beasts of Brahma are added to this body."

"——The demon of karma enters the abyss."

Holding the scorching flame sword high in his hand, Guinevere said coldly.

"Come forward, saviors."

"If you want to stop me, just do your best."

"I will... give you despair equally."

"Tianhuo, unsheath!"

With the final low roar, Guinevere stepped forward, and the world-scorching sword had already fallen.

Perhaps that is the divine punishment used by the gods to wash away the sins of this fairy country. It is domineering, hot, and pure, just like the second sun falling on the earth.

In the face of such an extremely violent sword, the outstanding warriors and knights from all directions gathered together, without even the slightest room to struggle, they were reduced to nothing, and they could not even scream.

Before the radiance of the dying star, everything standing in front of Guinevere was so fragile. The earth also trembled under this extremely powerful sword, and then it was like a child's graffiti. , a piece of it was casually erased.

The blazing torrent went straight forward, penetrating the front of Treasury City, and then spread straight into the distance endlessly, disappearing at the end of the ocean.

"It's really been used. It seems that this so-called remote spell ban has some loopholes...AOE attacks are not included in it?"

Guinevere murmured softly.

"Disaster...disaster!"

But at this moment, somewhere behind him, a goblin who had escaped due to luck in his position sat down on the ground, raised his finger and pointed at him, his voice trembling:

"The calamity of the devil...it's the calamity of the devil!"

Not just him, after Guinevere's blow just now, almost all the remaining fairies lost their will to fight. The sound of falling weapons could be heard incessantly, and the panic was similar to the "demon disaster" The calls continued one after another.

At the same time, in Guinevere's eyes, he saw a lot of messages popping up:

[Since most of the Allied forces are attacking Treasury City from the front, you pointed at the Noble Phantasm Liberation in front of Treasury City and annihilated two-thirds of the main Allied force in an instant. 】

[Queen of the North Nocnare died due to the liberation of your Noble Phantasm. 】

[All the northern fairies lost the protection of the Queen of the North. While their strength plummeted, they also understood that the Queen of the North was dead. 】

[The Northern Fairies who have lost the protection of the Queen of the North have been disbanded, and at the same time they have completely lost the courage to continue resisting you. 】

[Since the allied forces gathered here already include the vast majority of the goblins who resist your rule, the absolutely invincible power you have displayed has completely shattered the remaining goblins' will to resist you. 】

[Due to your terrifying record of defeating Woodworth, massacring Oxford, and defeating the Allies alone, your terror value in Britain has further increased. 】

[The fairies generally believe that you are the embodiment of the great disaster, the "demon disaster". 】

[Your personal terror level is further improved. 】

[You are extremely feared by the entire population of Britain. 】

[Currently, the increase you get in devil form is "all attributes increased·extremely". In devil form, all your attributes except luck will get a three-level increase. 】

[Guinevere Demonic Form’s current attributes are as follows:]

[Strength: A++]

[Agility: A++]

[Magic: A+]

[Durability: A++]

【Lucky: A】

"..."

With those descriptions in his eyes, Guinevere was silent for a moment, lowered his head and looked at the sword in his hand.

Staring at the sword in his hand, although the sword has been burned by the sky fire just now and all the blood on it has evaporated, but in the eyes of Guinevere now, this sword and his own hands , but all of them were stained with blood.

But...that's okay.

Such a sea of ​​blood, he had long been aware of carrying it.

After everything is settled, he will also pay the price for what he did.

"In this case, the outcome has been decided."

Glancing at the goblins who had lost their will to fight, Guinevere said slowly:

"Don't hold back any longer—"

In the middle of his words, his body suddenly shook violently.

"what happened?"

Obviously at this moment, shouldn't he have just obtained a further substitute and feel more and more power pouring out of his body?

But what was going on with this sudden feeling of weakness?

Just when Guinevere was so surprised, out of the corner of his vision, he suddenly saw the purple-black luster gradually starting to appear on his arm.

As the unknown feeling gradually flowed through his body, Guinevere, after being stunned for a second, suddenly thought of a certain possibility, and immediately opened up his state.

But at this moment, in his status bar, there was a line of curse that seemed familiar to him.

[Morse Curse: The curse that was born with the British fairies. It is the original sin of the British fairies, their eternal nightmare, and the Sword of Damocles hanging above their heads. 】

[Due to some unknown reason, you are now infected with the Morse Curse, and it is a curse that can affect hundreds of people. 】

[However, due to your extremely strong curse resistance and self-healing ability in the demon state, the curse cannot kill you, but can only weaken you. 】

[Current effect: Self-healing ability is reduced by 50%, and all attributes are reduced by 20%. 】

[As the amount of injuries you heal in a short period of time accumulates, your body's ability to suppress Morse's Curse will decrease, and the effect of Morse's Curse will increase. 】

"Is this...the Morse Curse?"

"But...how could it be?"

It makes no sense, why was he suddenly and inexplicably infected with the Morse Curse?Doesn't the Curse of Morse only affect goblins?

unless......

Guinevere soon figured out why.

If the curse was transferred after the death of the Morse, it would have been possible to transfer the curse to him without anyone noticing...especially after he had just killed so many people in batches.

Guinevere gritted his teeth.

"Is that guy Beryl not dead yet... But since he can pass on the curse to me, he should be in Norwich, right?"

Just when Guinevere dispersed the gun demon's senses and wanted to find Beryl to find and kill him, the ceiling above him was suddenly shattered.

"Gui, Ni, Wei, Er!"

Looking at Percival's body on the ground, Lancelot rushed towards Guinevere with red eyes:

"You, no, have to, well, die, ah!"

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"Lancelot! Wait! Now is not the time to deal with Guinevere first!"

When she saw the angry Lancelot, Artoria said loudly:

"Beryl is still nearby! If you both lose, it will only benefit that guy--"

Arturia naturally recognized the nature of the black spots that suddenly appeared on Guinevere's body, and immediately shouted loudly.

So many previous simulations had long made her no longer unfamiliar with such a scene. It was obviously Morse's curse, and the only person who could transfer Morse's curse to Guinevere at this juncture was naturally Berry. You are one.

And Artoria also knew that now that Woodworth died, Beryl must have gained the powerful combat power to transform into Woodworth.

No matter how cruel and extreme Guinevere is, the massacre he initiates is only for those goblins, and he will try his best to keep those kind goblins... But Beryl is different. The birth of Chaos will only spread disaster and curse to every corner of Britain. If he is not completely eliminated, all the people and goblins in Britain will die.

But now Lancelot can no longer listen to Artoria's words.

"True name, disguise unfolds."

The moment he appeared, Lancelot started chanting the Noble Phantasm without hesitation.

Due to Guinevere's excessive massacre like a tyrant, in order to prevent his killings from affecting his loved ones who might return to the Fairy Kingdom this year, Lancelot chose to join the war to stop him... But now after discovering that his younger brother was killed by him, their relationship has naturally turned into a deadly feud.

Now that things have happened, there is naturally no reconciliation option between her and Guinevere.

Hatred has become a poison that has blinded her reason. Now, except for cutting the enemy into pieces, she will not think about anything!

"The clean surface of the lake reflects the moonlight! Sink, the unknown unsullied lake light (Aroundight)!"

The luxurious golden sword blade thrust out from the back of the scabbard again, with a lake-like light flowing on it, and pointed directly at Guinevere, with murderous intent.

"Go to hell, devil!"

Roaring like this, Lancelot's back spurted out a huge stream of magic power again, pushing her body towards Guinevere like a meteor.

It was an extremely fast sword that was not affected by any friction, so as to achieve the ultimate speed. When everyone in the hall heard Lancelot's roar and raised their heads, the two hands in her hand The sword had already stabbed Guinevere in front of him.

Guinevere subconsciously wanted to get out of the way, but when he wanted to use his strength, his legs, which had been gradually attached to the black curse of Morse poison, felt weak for a moment.

It was such a moment that he failed to avoid it and was hit by the blue meteor.

In just an instant, Guinevere's heart was pierced by the sharp blade more than a dozen times. His body was knocked back by Lancelot, and it could even be said that he was directly pushed out by her. While flying forward against him, the sword blades in her hands were constantly moving in and out of Guinevere's body, stabbing his chest and abdomen with holes.

However, just when her Noble Phantasm was about to end, and when she was about to completely tear Guinevere's body into pieces with two slashes, the two hands she swung out suddenly were caught.

Letting his palms be pierced by the blade, Guinevere's hands tightly grasped Lancelot's hands.

"How is that possible! Why can you still move-"

This scene was even a bit difficult to understand, and Lancelot's eyes widened.