My mother's love song

"Why, why is there a disaster? There has never been any disaster near Camelot in the past!"

The soldiers shouted in despair, but these cries became just the right background music as an even thicker curse gushed out of the cave.

The curse that covered Britain in just a few minutes could be called a tsunami of doom.

Tens of thousands of dark curses emerged from the cave. They were all the hands of Cernunnos, stretching upward and dancing wildly as if to touch the sky.

"Even the sea anemone summoned by the Luoyan City textbook didn't lose SAN like this."

Rhodes muttered.

This won't do, Camelot will be destroyed by the hands of the Beast God.

Cernunnos himself has not yet appeared, but the curse is already surging and is about to engulf the city.

Having said that, Rhodes didn't want to take action. This should be a trial that Morgan and Altria had to overcome together.

This thought remained in Rhodes' mind until he saw Tristan and Noknarae in front of the Hand of Cernunnos.

"What are those two idiots doing?" Rhodes looked confused.

The Fairy Knight and the Queen of the North launched a fierce attack on the priest's hand.

"Is this the calamity that Altria defeated in Norwich? Very good! I will purify you too!"

"Get out of my way, Yankee! These guys are my target!"

Although the two of them were very powerful, the number of the Beast God's Hands exceeded one or two hundred, and they were no longer a threat they could deal with.

Just before the dark curse wave was about to engulf Tristan and Noknaree

The refreshing wind blows on the girls' faces.

"Rod!"

Tristan shouted in surprise and joy.

"Hey? Rod?"

Noknalei was a beat slower. Compared to Tristan, who had had physical contact with Rhodes, she was not as quick to sense the boy's magic.

But this magical power quickly grew stronger and stronger, even suppressing the vicious curse.

Rhodes stood in the air above the big cave, his rising magic power materialized into aurora-like lines.

Countless slender rays of light cut through the black fog like dancing flames, depicting moving streams of light.

"........."

The girls couldn't help but indulge in the scene before them and looked at the boy silently.

The flow of magic power changed, and Rhodes concentrated all the spreading magic power on one point within himself, as if it formed a meteorite falling to the earth.

"To deal with the fake beast that devours the city, we need to use the beast's treasure... Well, let me borrow it for a while."

Rhodes placed the middle finger of his right hand on his thumb and raised the other three fingers.

"The sun is dead. The thunder star has arrived. I offer my blessing. With the bleeding of the earth, I will appear.

Thunder Sky Sunlight, Disaster Sound Star Falling Fire Hammer."

In front of the six evil eyes that dominate the sky and the great tail of the beast, all darkness disappears.

The fierce light and flames instantly engulfed the attacking hand of Cernunnos, and the flames dyed the Dusk Island with brilliant colors.

A few seconds later, the huge shock wave caused by the falling meteorite swept from the big cave to all directions of Britain. Even in faraway Edinburgh, the remaining power of the beast could be felt.

More than two hundred hands of disaster were completely evaporated by this blow, leaving no residue at all.

There was still movement inside the large cave in front of the main gate of the royal capital, but the people in the city who had just witnessed the doomsday scene remained silent.

Some of them were shocked, some were terrified, but Tristan, Noknaree and several other fairy knights felt differently.

The girls' eyes sparkled with admiration for the boy, and they even temporarily put aside the thought of returning to the battle.

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One hundred kilometers away, Gloucester.

"Master Murray, did you see that? Just now! My brother used my Noble Phantasm!"

Gao Yanskaya excitedly pushed open the door of the bell hall, but saw Murray looking out the window with a frown on his face.

"Has the great disaster begun... much earlier than expected?

But there is no problem, if Morse emerges, the Fang Clan can suppress it."

The girl has not yet realized that she is one of the causes of the great disaster, and has even forgotten the fact that the Fang Clan has become extinct.

"Lord Murrayne..."

Koyanskaya drooped her eyelashes sadly and prepared to carry out the final evacuation according to Rod's instructions.

918 left and right hug, paradise fairy sisters ~

The Fairy Kingdom, which has existed for 2000 years, is now on the verge of destruction, just as Rhodes planned.

Although he destroyed hundreds of Cursed Hands of the End's Vanguard with one strike, it was not enough to prevent the collapse of the island.

I'm afraid that even if we kill the Cursed Disaster, it will be the same. The Fairy Kingdom is already beyond salvation.

When Rhodes hurried to Camelot's audience hall, two paradise fairies were engaged in an extremely fierce barrage battle.

The vast space of dim lake light blooms with brilliant light as if a planet is born.

The blond fairy Son of Prophecy of Paradise was suspended in mid-air, confronting the silver-haired Fairy Queen Morgan who was sitting on the jade throne.

Suddenly, the space around Altria shook violently.

Then, countless sword blades woven from magic fell towards her like a rainstorm.

Artoria used a combination of magic and magical power to make herself fly in the air like a bird, but the queen's fierce blade was approaching relentlessly.

Its shape is reminiscent of ice spikes in winter, flashing with bone-chilling coldness.

The Winter Queen simply waved her fingers, and more blades attacked the Child of Prophecy from all directions.

However, Artoria, who had embarked on a long pilgrimage, would not give up because of a crisis of this magnitude.

Faced with the rain of swords that the Queen cast at him, the Child of Prophecy quickly launched a corresponding counterattack.

A blade identical to the one that attacked her appeared beside her.

Although she cannot compare with Morgan in terms of quantity, Altria can also use the same sword magic.

She chose to use the same magic to counter Morgan's magic

If the blades hurled by Morgan were a violent, cold, all-encompassing rainstorm, then the blades wielded by Altria were waves.

Graceful and flowing, the sound of the waves from Tintagel echoes off the top of Camelot.

The Child of Prophecy did not create unlimited swords like the Queen who possessed infinite magic power, but only summoned four and concentrated on controlling these four blades.

She used all her magic power to strengthen the blade and personally controlled the blade to swing it.

The sword blade drew out graceful trajectories, accurately and quickly cutting down all the falling sister swords.

This should have been impossible.

Even though Altria has rung all the pilgrimage bells, it is still nothing compared to Morgan who is connected to the Amyrlin Throne.

The queen has infinite magic power

What's more, Morgan's attainments in magic are far superior to hers.

"..."

The queen frowned slightly, as she had sensed Altria's trick during the confrontation.

Facing another witch whose magic power and magecraft skills far surpass his own, the Child of Prophecy's only strength is his sword skills.

During the pilgrimage, Altria has been carefully honing her hand-to-hand combat skills.

Even though her companions called them the Wild Boar Clan, the girl never gave up and always rushed to the front line when encountering the enemy.

Is this due to Altria's aggressive personality, or...

No, this fairy of paradise might have died long before the first bell was rung.

Artoria had already decided to use her sword skills to fight Morgan the last time she met him.

Now, the hand-to-hand combat skills that the girl has honed during her journey have made up for the huge gap between her and Morgan in magic and sorcery.

Altria flew lightly in the air, treating the equally flying blades as extensions of her arms, perfectly countering Morgan's overwhelming firepower.

"Morgan...how many times have you rung the bells in your 3000-year pilgrimage? I'm afraid that's a number I can't even imagine."

Altria murmured in a voice that only she could hear.

"But even if I ring more bells and complete more pilgrimages like you,

Even if I live for ten thousand years, I will never be able to possess magic skills that rival yours.

As a witch, I am completely defeated. There is no way I can defeat you."

The girl had a blank expression on her face, showing neither frustration nor sadness.

"but

I will defeat you as a knight."

Morgan snorted disdainfully and unfolded a shimmering space warp right above Altria.

This time, what emerged from the torn void were not countless sword blades of regular size, but a stake that seemed to be able to easily penetrate the city wall.

More like an anchor that stirred up a storm than a pile, the massive simplified version of Rungomeniad, emitting overwhelming magical power, fell towards Artoria.

Although it is a lightweight version of the Spear of the End, its rating as a Noble Phantasm is undoubtedly that of the Castle.

Perhaps Morgan had sensed the changes outside the palace, and he finally made up his mind to end the battle quickly, even if it meant burning the entire audience hall down.

The falling holy spear could not be blocked by the flying sword of the Son of Prophecy. Similarly, even if she poured all her magic power into fighting head-on with the mythical gift Mamiyadez in her hand, it would be difficult to guarantee that Altria herself would not be injured by the aftermath of the explosion.

Do I need to activate my Noble Phantasm here to open up my defense against Suzheng?

When the girl was in a dilemma, she suddenly remembered what Rhodes had said to her in the past.

That was in Sheffield, at the very beginning of the pilgrimage.

A conversation between the two after Altria used explosives to defeat Boggart and recapture Princess [Rod].

“Hahaha, you usually use explosives as magic to get away with it, but you actually use explosives as a killer move in the duel with the big fairy... Altria, you are too reckless, aren’t you?”

Staring at the laughing boy, the girl pursed her lips with a slightly red cheek.

“This… What can I do? How can I defeat him with my magic power? I can only rely on the power of the tool…

Rod, are you going to laugh at me like the goblins?"

The boy shook his head and said seriously.

"No, I don't mean to laugh at you. Rather, I think it's great. Very much like Altria."

"Really? You really don't think it's lame that I use explosives to pretend to be magic?"

"Won't."

“Hmm…”

Rhode frowned and said, "You look unwilling to believe it. Is lack of self-confidence your shortcoming...

If you could grow up in a better environment like Ash... No, it's nothing."

Rhodes suddenly put on a bright expression and said to the Son of Prophecy.

"Ms. Altria, who loves explosives the most, let me teach you my most powerful magic."

"what?"

The suspicion on Altria's face deepened, and she stared at Rhodes as if he were a liar.

"You haven't taught me any decent magic yet, you fake Merlin!"