Retribution
In the city of Gloucester, after Barghest jumped off the city wall, Ritsuka and the others watched her retreating figure, pondered for a moment, and then jumped down as well.
"Seriously, how can we remain indifferent now that things have come to this? Mash, let's go."
"Yes, senior, rescue operation, commence!"
The group followed Barghest and jumped off the city wall to search for survivors. They dealt with any of the crazed Child of Prophecy they encountered, and offered help to anyone who came to their aid, whether human or goblin. Morgan, however, did not leave the city wall. She had finally achieved such an ideal position and had no reason to leave.
"After this, no matter what, the Clan Bell of Gloucester is ours for the taking. Even if it's destroyed, Muryan is already in our hands." Morgan looked at Muryan, who had fainted because the barrier had been broken, and placed two more chains on her to ensure she couldn't leave.
"The Clan Bell of Oxford can be taken at any time, whether Woodwose is alive or not. The last one left is the Mirror Clan. Hmph, Boggart is still guarding New Darlington, which is good." A smile appeared on Morgan's lips. All six Clan Bell were now in his hands.
Moreover, all of this was accomplished without revealing their identities; neither the enemies in the open nor those in the shadows reacted in time. Although there were some twists and turns, the outcome was positive.
Goodbye, damned fairies and curses, goodbye, Terminal Device of Britain.
The only thing to worry about... Morgan turned his head and looked at the battlefield over there, a battlefield shrouded in black mist, completely enveloped by a curse, like the fog accumulated in the deep mountains, making it impossible to see the scene inside.
With a thud, fist and claw collided, and Beryl's wolf claws were broken by the Tyrant Fist. His finger bones twisted like branches in a thicket of weeds, and his thick, sharp nails were snapped off. Bai Mo's fist shadows flew, shattering Beryl's nose, breaking his teeth, and breaking his bones and tendons. But even so, Beryl gritted his teeth and stood up, relying on sheer willpower.
He channeled his power, unleashing 970,000 bolts of energy with both hands, his left fist Orca Tyrant Fist, and his right fist the Decapitation Way.
"Looks like that guy taught you some martial arts, and you've learned it quite well." Seeing the whale and shark flying towards him, facing these familiar moves, Bai Mo still had the mind to offer some commentary. He then raised his hands and countered with the same moves. He drew circles with his fists, and two streams of power, one black and one white, materialized spontaneously under his skill.
Like a yin-yang symbol, the indestructible power of the Tyrant Fist and the sharpness of the Decapitation Way were combined. Then, the two strikes merged into one and burst forth, instantly tearing apart Beryl's attack and striking his body heavily.
"Pfft." Beryl was beaten until he coughed up blood. Looking down, he saw that his ribs were broken, bleeding from the flesh under the immense pressure.
"How is that possible... In terms of both strength and race, you should be stronger than me... And why is it that a curse that works on humans doesn't work on you? This doesn't make sense, it doesn't make sense at all!"
"How could something that only works upon contact possibly work on me?" Bai Mo dusted off his shoulders. He could feel the intense hatred within the curse, but at the same time, the curse felt to him like a runaway truck whizzing past. It was dangerous, but it didn't hit him; it just grazed by.
Or rather, these things aren't even aimed at themselves.
Even if it took effect, it wouldn't be of much use. The shrunken Myoken Divine Wheel was already inside his sleeve. This curse, born of sin, could not break through the protection of the magic weapon that safeguarded the Dharma law.
At this moment, Myoken Divine Wheel had also locked onto Beryl. This guy in front of her was undoubtedly evil and had to be killed completely.
"Alright, Beryl, it's time to get going. That small device Woodwose was on is on you, isn't it? I remember it was called Dawn of Salvation. Hand it over."
"Heh heh, is there no way out?"
Hearing this, Bai Mo sneered, the killing intent in his eyes almost solidifying. He coldly said, "You created this curse that works on humans, didn't you? Did you give those who died because of you a way out?"
"Ugh... this is really a headache. Even though the humans of Britain are all androids, why are you angry with me for that?"
The only response he received was Bai Mo's outstretched hand. Beryl channeled his power and tried to escape with all his might, but Bai Mo still managed to grab him by the back with both hands. With a crack, Beryl's ribs and spine were ripped apart. Beryl let out a heart-wrenching scream, but he still unleashed his full speed and rushed out of the black mist. Just as he was about to open the Black Mirror Space, everything around him seemed to stop.
It was a golden light; the Myoken Divine Wheel transformed into a stream of light and landed on Bai Mo's finger.
"Go!"
With a flash of golden light, the Myoken Divine Wheel transformed into a golden line, as if the Creator God had drawn a horizontal line on Beryl's neck with a pen.
The next moment, the entire body of the gray wolf was torn apart. The Myoken Divine Wheel is a magical artifact with its own consciousness, so it ruthlessly stripped Beryl of the power it had stolen. The Divine Wheel floated, with an object the size of a ping-pong ball on top of it, which was the miniaturized Dawn of the Apocalypse device.
The black mirror, which held all of Beryl's hopes, was now completely swallowed up by a beam of azure light.
The first time was an accident, the second time was because he wasn't there, and now he wants to use this tactic on Morgan again? That's wishful thinking.
As the Divine Wheel spun, the curse released by Beryl was Divine Wheel in and infected Beryl. His eyes widened like those of a bull; the curse intended to deal with Bai Mo had finally landed on him.
Perceiving the past, Beryl's soul was also severely damaged at this moment.
He was cursed for researching curses against humanity. He was torn apart by his soul for framing Bawan Shi.
However, Beryl still had a breath left, a breath that was enough to reveal a person. Bai Mo slowly walked out of the cursed mist and took out a box from the Gate of Babylon. This was Pandora's Box. Although it did not contain the curses of the gods, it was a very suitable container. The dark cursed mist behind him was all wrapped up by Bai Mo and put into it.
Just then, seeing the crowd arriving after the battle was over, Beryl looked up and saw the shield-wielding girl beside Ritsuka.