Chapter 626
All the fairies in this world, including him, have died once.
But Morgan, with the power of the Imaginary Tree, brought them all back to life.
Now, the Imaginary Tree is dead.
Whether fairy or human, death is true death, and there is no way to resurrect!
"This is nothing to worry about. Beryl, you're not attached to your life, you just enjoy the moment."
Morgan looked at the Group A candidate Master in front of her, "You think [it can end anytime]? I seriously doubt you're even human."
"Ahem, you overestimate me. I'm just a simple hedonist."
Beryl gave a dry laugh.
His laughter was particularly chilling.
Without hesitation, he patted his chest and assured him, "Don't worry, you can do whatever you want, I will never interfere."
The contract between the two has been completely severed.
He himself was resurrected after death.
Who knows if the other party will play him to death at will?
"Actually, everything seems quite boring to me. There's nothing that can make me happy."
Beryl added, "The only things that bring me joy are that pure white Shield Girl to whom I have given 'love,' and that Master to whom I have instilled hatred."
"You have no idea what love is... Alright, Chaldea is about to descend."
Queen Morgan looked away from him.
She sat on the throne, gazing at the Great Hollow beside her.
The throne beneath him is a condensation of the soul power of countless fairies throughout the Lostbelt.
This was used to create Twelve Holy Lances, thereby suppressing the ultimate, destructive enemy.
That enemy is not Chaldea, but lies beneath the void!
Then.
The scene shifts.
Artoria Caster has rang six [Pilgrimage Bell], resulting in a leap in her power.
Most importantly...
She proved herself to be the [Child of Prophecy].
The various fairy clans throughout Britain began to riot.
Like a spark, it quickly ignited the entire Lostbelt!
The alliance of legions from various clans had no need for the Nameless to mobilize them.
One by one, they simultaneously launched an attack on the Holy City Camelot.
The final battle has begun!
The onlookers grew increasingly angry.
[My God! You've managed to analyze Chaldea's Heroic Spirit Summoning and Spiritron Transfer in just a few hours?!]
[Truly a prodigy among prodigies... Morgan, you wouldn't happen to be Grand Caster, would you?]
[Damn, the nameless enemy is getting stronger and stronger; this guy can directly rebuild Chaldea on his own!]
[From the very beginning, the Queen didn't care about the Nameless Ones or Chaldea; she only cared about defending against the Horned Gods beneath the Void!]
[The Horned God was also killed by the Fae' conspiracy, which is why they cursed Britain destruction... Those fairies truly deserved to die!]
[The Queen has saved countless fairies, yet she still faces betrayal. My heart aches for Morgan; it's truly heartbreaking to watch!]
However.
The anger of the onlookers will not deter the Fae from rebelling again.
The scene depicts Camelot's condition.
The fairy reported, "Your Her Majesty the Queen, of the 105 knights directly under your command deployed throughout the land, 60 have returned, while the remaining 45 have refused to return!"
This is the Queen's most elite fighting force.
But now, even this group of people is rebelling!
Inside the main hall, the various the Fae wore different expressions, and it was impossible to tell what they were thinking.
The Treasure Guardian Fae Spriggan was all smiles, looking like he was watching a show with amusement.
Clearly, for him, neither winning nor losing is important.
Morgan sneered, "Heh, Aurora isn't coming either. Just as I predicted."
"... What about the other knights?" The Fae asked, trembling.
"It doesn't matter, I've already executed them! How dare they think I'm the same as the Child of Prophecy, the most deserving blasphemer!" Queen Morgan said menacingly.
The Fae present became increasingly panicked.
These knights are directly under my command, and they are spread throughout the entire Fairy Lostbelt.
But now, Her Majesty the Queen has single-handedly slaughtered them all in just one night!
"No matter what, Camelot will never fall! I'm enough on my own!"
Morgan coldly surveyed all the fairies. "Heh, these Child of Prophecy who have only rung the Pilgrimage Bell once have no idea how many times I've already accomplished this!"
Only the Paradise Fae can ring the Pilgrimage Bell!
In this critical moment, she did not hesitate to reveal her identity Paradise Fae.
They are fairies from the Sea of Stars Paradise Fae, and are mortal enemies of the Britain British fairies.
The Fae in the audience looked increasingly strange, all lowering their heads, afraid of revealing their thoughts.
But all the audience members could clearly sense that the fairies in the palace were bound to rebel!
Just then...
Projection Nockturna, from the Royal Clan and said to be destined to become Queen of Britain, descended into the hall out of thin air.
With a fierce look in her eyes, she pointed at the Queen and said, "Morgan, you have no understanding of human nature and are not fit to be Queen! I will replace you and become Queen of Britain!"
"Oh, come on then, let me see your resolve."
Morgan sat on the magnificent jade throne, gazing at her calmly.
The final battle has begun.
Led by Nockturna, the Fae marched straight for the Holy City Camelot.
Under the relentless onslaught of countless fairies, the Queen's personal Fae Knight were defeated one after another, and the Holy City was rapidly falling.
The audience, however, couldn't help but laugh.
While their strength as direct Fae Knight is not comparable to that of powerful beings like Fae Gawain, it far surpasses that of ordinary fairies.
Morgan alone could wipe out the entire fairy army commanded by Nockturna!
On the other side.
Nameless, Mashu, and the others followed the sewers through the heavily guarded city gates and ventured deep into Camelot.
Just then...
Queen Morgan's alter ego made a powerful appearance before everyone.
Artoria Caster exclaimed in astonishment, "You must be kidding me! How could you suddenly appear?"
"It's merely to drive away you little insects; naturally, I won't allow you to soil Camelot's throne."
Morgan calmly looked at the crowd, "The last human Master, Ritsuka Fujimaru, the Child of Prophecy, Artoria, and the apostle of the Alien God Muramasa."
"And, the Servant who possesses Galahad, the Heavenly Knight."
"I, Morgan le Fay, will wipe you all out, leaving no one alive!"
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Wow, 283 articles on the death of Queen Morgan! Ah 4
The final boss, Morgan, has arrived!
To the astonishment of the onlookers, no one expected the Queen to make her move so soon.
It's clear they're planning to eliminate the problem completely, leaving no future trouble!
Artoria Caster looked at him nervously. "Hmph, I'm not afraid of you!"
After ringing the six Pilgrimage Bell, she gained terrifying power beyond imagination.
But.
But look at her pale face, and her instinctive action of hiding behind Wuming.
And his stammering words.
That statement lacks any semblance of conviction!
"Ha, that's all you've got. Do you even know how many pilgrimages I've completed?"
Queen Morgan laughed with a particularly mocking tone, "No matter how hard you try, the Fae will forget everything!"
"Your sorrow, pity, compassion, anger, desperate struggle—everything will be forgotten by the Fae, and they will betray you instead!"
"You really think you're a savior? Ha! Then drown in your savior dreams!"
By the end, her voice was filled with anger.
No longer as nonchalant as before, it was more like an angry rebuke born of disappointment and frustration.
Because,
She saw a reflection of her past self in this new savior!
"Hmph, it's because you abandoned your mission that I was born."
Artoria Caster replied without hesitation, "I don't care about clan sins, I don't care at all, as long as I complete the mission."
"The future of Britain, the future of Pan-Human History, the fate of fairies—I cannot bear any of these!"
She was originally just an ordinary fairy girl.
Having been targeted by the Fae since childhood and nearly dying, I naturally don't have any particularly strong beliefs about what to protect.
Just then...
Before the enemy Queen could speak further...
Suddenly, Wuming placed a hand on the girl's shoulder. "It's really great that you don't care. In fact, you can even give up your so-called mission to save the world."
"Huh?" Artoria Caster was dumbfounded.
The other party wants to team up with her, isn't it just because they want to use her as a fighting force?
Why would someone suddenly say something like that in front of the big boss? Does he want to surrender?
"I once wanted you in another Timeline to be an ordinary girl, but unfortunately, that other you rejected me."
Wuming sighed softly, "Now I'm telling you, the Fae are not worth saving. I even want to slaughter them all. What are you going to do?"
"... Huh?"
Artoria Caster was completely bewildered.
What was the purpose of those previous pilgrimages and battles?
Then.
The girl listened, even more dazed.