Type-Moon, I, Matou Sakura, rewrite my destiny

"Sister Leader..."

Seeing Xiaoying's pretended pitiful expression, Luo Hao reached out and scratched Xiaoying's nose with amusement.

"You don't have to make such an expression. I said that as long as it is your wish, Xiaoying, this leader will support it unconditionally."

As he spoke, Luo Hao raised his hand and made a few magic seals, then reached out and grabbed the city wall.

After grabbing a large piece of pure white rock from the city wall, Luo Hao muttered some magic spells and then threw the stone towards the city gate.

Stones grow in the wind and take root in the soil...

In this way, Luo Hao used his profound skills to build a seamless stone house like a matchbox directly near the city gate, protecting all the humans inside.

"The magic power I applied should be enough to maintain this stone house for three hours..."

"Three hours is enough. If Morgan still doesn't take action after three hours...then let's take action directly, Sister Leader."

Just when Sakura asked Luo Hao to protect the humans temporarily.

Suddenly, on the other side of the city wall of New Camelot, nearly ten thousand Viking pirates suddenly appeared in the jungle near the city wall by some unknown means and attacked without warning.

Although Morgan agreed to deploy his own android knights to defend in that direction, that was not Vortigern's main attack direction after all. Morgan had never expected that the pirates repelled by Sakura would actually make a comeback... Therefore, there were only a total of one thousand android knights responsible for defense on that side of the city wall.

"Hahahaha, my dear niece, I'm waiting for reinforcements...what are you waiting for!"

Seeing the sound of fighting in the north of New Camelot, the victorious Vortigern laughed out loud again, and while mocking Morgan, he strode straight towards Morgan on the top of the city.

"What am I waiting for... I am... waiting for them. After all, treacherous Vortigern, cowardly Vortigern... I am afraid that you will run away!"

I don’t know whether this uncle and nephew had made an appointment.

Just when Vortigern's plan succeeded.

Suddenly, several fairies from the lake appeared around the battlefield.

Without any nonsense or hesitation, these fairies in the lake who suddenly appeared did only one thing after they appeared. They deployed a barrier woven with the combined power of several fairies in the lake, directly covering the entire battlefield.

His expression became extremely ferocious, and his anger made his jet-black hair stand up like steel needles.

Although Vortigern didn't think he would lose, he was still a little angry after being tricked by Morgan.

Looking at the ferocious-looking Vortigern who was gradually approaching the city wall, Morgan, who had completely blocked Vortigern's retreat with the help of several fairies in the lake, suddenly smiled charmingly.

Then she took out a black veil and hung it on her crown, completely hiding her delicate face.

After completing this action, Morgan slowly jumped down from the city wall carrying the magic circle and came to the feet of Vortigern, who was like a little giant.

He raised his head and looked at the 'British Island' with a human appearance.

Morgan, who hated humans after becoming a fairy, naturally disliked Vortigern's appearance.

She is the king of the island and wants to conquer Britain...how can she be in the form of a human!

In an instant, the power of the island surged out of Morgan frantically. Morgan, who had never displayed the power of the island since he obtained it, this time showed without hesitation that he was the owner of the power of the island.

His eyes widened in disbelief, and he couldn't help but open his mouth, which was big enough to fit a human head.

Seeing the island power surging from Morgan, Vortigern actually showed a hint of fear.

What is island power? Simply put, it is the power of the island of Britain and the magic flowing within it.

Having control over the power of the island means being able to control all the mysteries contained in the island of Britain.

Therefore...even though Vortigern is the embodiment of the will of the island of Britain, but...when it comes to the use of his own power, he is far inferior to the controller of the power of the island.

It can be said that the power of the island is the nemesis of the will of the island of Vortigern.

This is also the main reason why Uther was able to fight with his younger brother for so many years, and why the young Artoria was able to kill the old Vortigern with her own hands in pan-human history.

Because from a certain perspective, the power of the island is the symbol of the King of the British Isles. Even the island itself must be governed by the king.

Some people will run away because of fear, some people will lose their minds and become unable to act because of fear...but for a guy like Vortigern, fear will only prompt him...to burst out with stronger power to eliminate the source of fear.

Seeing the island power blooming from Morgan's body, Vortigern, with a look of fear on his face, stiffened for a moment, then suddenly clenched his hideous, bloody blade, flexed his strong muscles in his arms, and chopped down at Morgan with all his strength.

“Go to hell…!”

126. A magician who can’t fight in close combat is not a good magician.

The wind pressure from the battle blade blew up the ends of his hair, and the torn air made a sharp buzzing sound.

Facing Vortigern's attack, it seemed as if it would cut Morgan and the earth together.

Morgan just glared at him with her emotionless eyes.

Then it hit like a typhoon, like a blow from the gods.

With Morgan's slight glaring movement, the vast island force suddenly transformed into a giant dragon and attacked.

After a loud bang, Vortigern, who was as big as a small giant, rolled out like a tattered sack under the bombardment of the island power driven by Morgan.

The smoke stretched for hundreds of meters.

When Vortigern, covered in blood, stopped, he let out his first howl, with countless broken bones.

He staggered to his feet from the ground, and his tattered body recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

“Hahahaha that’s powerful… so powerful…”

With its fangs stained with blood, the shadow of the white dragon appeared again and roared.

Vortigern's eyes, which were filled with fear before, had now completely transformed from fear into a burning desire to fight.

He twisted his neck, which had just grown new bones, and then walked towards the sword that was left not far away.

At the moment when Vortigern regained his weapon from the ground, the ground cracked with a bang. Vortigern slammed his right leg against the ground with all his strength, like a black cannonball. In the blink of an eye, he crossed a distance of hundreds of meters and appeared in front of Morgan.

Boom~!

The ferocious battle blade collided with the staff in Morgan's hand.

The air exploded, blowing away everything around Vortigern and Morgan.

Morgan, who was holding the staff with one hand to block Vortigern's attack, suddenly twisted his body, and his slender legs wrapped in black boots suddenly turned into a whip, which hit Vortigern's abdomen directly.

Looking at Morgan's extremely difficult attack, Sakura, who had never thought that Morgan had such a level of fighting skills, couldn't help but applaud.

"As expected, among Type-Moon magicians, those who can't fight in close combat are not qualified magicians..."

A mouthful of blood spurted out of Vortigern's mouth. He felt that his internal organs had all turned into mud under Morgan's whip kick. He endured the severe pain and nailed his legs to the ground.

Then Vortigern decisively abandoned his sword and allowed Morgan's magic circle to break his shoulder.

"Got you....Morgan!"

Morgan grabbed hold of his leg tightly with his right hand and retracted it. Then, magic power surged throughout his body, which was enough to burn a human. With the enhancement of magic power, even a giant would not dare to compete with him in brute force. Vortigern swung his strong arms and lifted Morgan up and smashed him to his feet.

With a loud bang...the ground cracked.

Dense cracks instantly extended for dozens of meters.

Just as Vortigern knocked Morgan to the ground, he picked up the sword on the ground with his foot and was about to finish off Morgan who was covered in smoke and dust.

Suddenly, several chains emitting golden light and composed of pure magic power appeared out of thin air beside Vortigern, directly trapping Vortigern's limbs and pinning him to the ground.

Morgan stood up from the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, maintained the magic to bind Vortigern with one hand, and held the magic circle tightly with the other hand. The power of the island and magic flowed out like a fountain, and he used magic to create a war blade based on the magic circle in his hand...

Morgan, without words or expression, was as cold as the harshest winter. He then directly stabbed the battle blade condensed on his staff into Vortigern's beating heart.

"burst!"

Morgan uttered the word "explosion" lightly. The next second, the blade in Morgan's hand began to emit violent waves just like the words she uttered.

With a dark face, Vortigern struggled madly. After a loud bang, his entire upper body completely turned into countless splattered flesh and blood, scattered all over the ground.

Morgan used his magic power to isolate all the splattered blood and flesh, and his body was not stained by the filth of Vortigern at all.

Even after reaching this point, he still had no intention of letting Vortigern go.

Just as Vortigern's lower body fell, the wound began to wriggle rapidly, producing strips of flesh buds and beginning to reorganize Vortigern's body.

Morgan took a few steps back, raised his staff, and began to fire magic bullets one after another at the reborn Vortigern like a machine gun, as if whipping a corpse.

Boom, boom, boom...

The sound of explosions continued, and the smoke and dust finally covered the sky and the sun...

For five minutes, Morgan bombarded Vortigern's corpse with magic bullets.

When Morgan stopped bombarding and the smoke cleared, Vortigern seemed to have disappeared on the land that had turned into a moon.

Was Vortigern destroyed just like that? Was he killed just like that by Morgan?

The dark magic power surged towards her smooth and flawless back. With the help of the dark magic of the fairy in the lake, Morgan once again transformed into a fairy. Suddenly, a pair of fairy wings like the starry sky at night spread out from behind her.

Just as Morgan spread his fairy wings and flew high into the sky.

A giant claw that is as big as a modern car, accompanied by roars from the ground, tore through the ground and broke out of the earth.

Next comes the dragon head...dragon wings...dragon tail...

After the possessed body of Vortigern was completely shattered by Morgan.

The British White Dragon, whose flesh and blood were scattered all over the earth...at this moment...completed its true rebirth.

A mouthful of gray-white dragon flame spurted out from the mouth of the white dragon Vortigern, forcing Morgan further away.

Then, Vortigern spread his huge dragon wings that were over a hundred meters long, roared, and rushed straight into the sky.

And the direction he was flying in... was to run.

Drinking the blood of the dragon, he became the incarnation of Britain, Vortigern. In human form, his sanity would suddenly die. He transformed fear into pressure to ignite his fighting spirit....

But in the white dragon state, the dominant animal nature will drive Vortigern to instinctively choose to escape when faced with fear...

However, how could Morgan, who had anticipated all this, let Vortigern be abandoned? After flying around the entire battlefield and trying countless times to break through the barrier created by the fairies in the lake without success, Vortigern finally seemed to understand his fate and began a desperate struggle.

He turned the dragon head and released an unprecedented fierce light in his eyes.

The dragon factor in his body was running at full capacity, wrapping every scale of the white dragon Vortigern in heavy magical protection. Then, after a roar like a dying beast, he spewed out gray-white dragon flames from his mouth and launched a desperate charge towards Morgan.

127. The enslavement of Vortigern, the alarm of Chaldea sounded again.

If anyone else were to face the desperate struggle of Vortigern, they probably wouldn't be as relaxed as Morgan.

Even Luo Hao, the strongest man on the battlefield, would have to pay a price to deal with such a Vortigern...

However, everything in the world always has something to defeat something else...

Facing Morgan who can drive the power of the island, this battle is equivalent to the power of the British Island fighting against the British Island itself...the final outcome is naturally self-evident.

If it weren't for the fact that Morgan's aim was to conquer, not destroy, the mystery of Britain.

Perhaps, Vortigern would most likely die completely like his other niece in pan-human history.

Exhausted and wounded, Vortigern fell to the ground with a bang.

Then, as Morgan, who was suspended in the air and breathing slightly, waved his hand gently.

The huge barrier covering the battlefield also shattered.

Each of the lake fairies held a chain covered with fairy inscriptions in their hands... and came to Vortigern like lambs to be slaughtered.

Amidst the continuous dripping of Vortigern's tears, there were crisp clicking sounds one after another.

The four fairies of the lake put chains on Vortigern's limbs.

After the four fairies of the lake finished all this, they returned to the ground and walked to Morgan in front of Vortigern with a chain in his hand.

But this one is obviously much thicker than the four that the fairy in the lake took out...

It seemed as if he saw his future destiny, and it seemed as if he remembered some sad song.

If we say that the dragon tears falling from the eyes of Vortigern, who was completely defeated before, were a sad song for his own death.

Now, facing Morgan who took out the chain and put it around his neck, Vortigern felt hopeless.

As the chains that bound Vortigern's limbs and neck began to frantically draw magic power from the dragon factor in Vortigern's body, the fairy's inscriptions lit up one after another.

"Roar~!"