Fortune and misfortune intertwined

Everything around them changed once again. Bai Mo's surroundings transformed back into the flesh and blood world they had been in before, while the curse around Cernunnos remained frozen in place, as if the pause button had been pressed.

Cernunnos's body was now inseparable from Britain, and even from the entire tectonic plate. At this moment, his body was like a nail, firmly anchored between Britain and the continent beneath the seabed, connecting them.

For this reason, it has become integrated with the world; after all, it is no exaggeration to say that Cernunnos is the cornerstone of Britain.

Merlin's illusions that deceived the world were clearly included in this moment, therefore, Cernunnos remained motionless.

In this world, everything that exists and every concept is interpretable. For example, becoming a dragon grants immense power, but also makes one more vulnerable to being killed by dragon slayers.

That is precisely why an existence that does not belong to this category is so precious.

"You've been a great help, Merlin."

Bai Mo silently thanked Merlin for his help, and then effortlessly arrived before the body lying on the bed of flesh and blood. He stretched out his hand, and the Magnetic Field Power acted like a chain, linking him to Cernunnos.

Upon closer inspection, Bai Mo finally noticed the outline of the thing; it seemed somewhat like Baobhan Sith?

There is indeed a resemblance; the fiery red hair and the physique resemble a grown-up Baobhan Sith, but now is not the time to explore that part of the reason.

"Take it back."

The Magnetic Field Power created message after message, flooding his nerves. If Cernunnos's body hadn't been rotting flesh, these messages would have been enough to make a saber-toothed tiger sit at a typewriter and type out a book by Shakespeare.

The moment the message flooded in, the surrounding curses showed signs of receding, but a problem arose: it was too slow.

Cernunnos's body was like a worn-out machine; although it operated slowly, it persisted for tens of thousands of years and eventually created a considerable size.

But if we want to take it back, then we can only do so with this despairing efficiency.

"It seems we have no choice but to resort to this last method." Bai Mo raised his head and looked at the Myoken Divine Wheel above his head.

"You can't help me anymore, go protect the others."

Upon hearing this, Myoken Divine Wheel, in a remarkably human manner, tilted slightly towards him before transforming into a golden light and vanishing. The instant Myoken disappeared, the surrounding curses, like ants swarming to carrion, densely covered Bai Mo's entire body.

His entire body seemed to be immersed in oil, with only his eyes still shining in the darkness.

The Magnetic Field Rotation.

Countless curses surged into his body like whirlpools in the deep sea. His face instantly lost all color, leaving only a clear, dark liquid flowing beneath the veins of his skin.

"That's still not enough; we need to be faster."

He opened his arms, and the curse surged even deeper into them, endless hatred roaring and howling. It was the hatred of Cernunnos over countless years, an unforgivable sin.

"Why!"

The curse seemed to be questioning Bai Mo about his actions, but when Bai Mo looked up, his face was already festering, and he didn't even have time to activate the Asura Way to recover.

Those curses seemed intent on turning him into rotting flesh, making him a part of this place.

"I can understand your revenge."

Bai Mo's reply echoed here. He wasn't sure if Cernunnos could hear him, but he continued to absorb the curse while answering Cernunnos.

"But your anger has become a blind wildfire, and in order to prevent it from burning others, I have no choice."

The curse continued to pour in, and within the space, Oga's words carried a hint of worry. "Kid, at this scale, it might take you a hundred years to slowly wear it down. This thing could even erode your spirit and even your soul."

"That means it's feasible, right?"

Bai Mo's words silenced Oga for a moment, then he nodded. He took a deep breath, and then a tremendous power erupted, like a giant whale opening its mouth to hunt, continuously absorbing the surrounding curses into his body.

Just then, he vaguely sensed something.

It was an excruciating pain, a heart-wrenching ache that felt like it was being torn apart. He felt a sweet taste in his throat, and blood began to flow from all seven orifices.

What is this? Poison?

Although it seemed absurd, it truly was the only answer. Unlike the curse that could be described as polluting, this was a genuinely deadly poison. It flowed into Bai Mo's body along with the curse.

The unexpected and deadly object was completely beyond Bai Mo's expectations. In an instant, his mind began to race, searching for clues about the object from his past memories.

Outside, Morgan clearly sensed that the connection with Bai Mo had been affected. She immediately turned pale and hurriedly activated the Water Mirror to try to transfer Bai Mo back.

"No, if I show myself out like this, it'll all be over. Calm down, Morgan."

Bai Mo's words stopped the panicked Morgan. She took a deep breath, her inner worry so intense that it was beyond measure, a sight that surprised everyone present.

Especially Caster, she felt that Morgan's attitude seemed to have changed a lot since he returned from Avalon.

"I will create the barrier. Come back. The operation against Cernunnos was a mistake from the start. A curse accumulated over tens of thousands of years cannot be eliminated in such a short time..."

"Don't say discouraging things at a time like this. You've been a queen for thousands of years." Bai Mo said, a smile appearing on his lips. Just now, a possibility had flashed through his mind.

Meanwhile, on the outskirts, Ritsuka and the others, who were fighting Mors and the Calamity of the Beast, couldn't help but admire Bai Mo's attitude when they heard his tone.

"Brother Bai, to be honest, I think you should see a psychologist."

"Get out of here, I'm serious... Uh, I feel like my throat is starting to rot. Listen, this thing shouldn't exist in Cernunnos's body. It's some kind of foreign object, something unexpected."

The situation is so dire that there's no hope in sight, making this change all the more precious. I have a guess about what it is.

Morgan, tell me everything you know about the Holy Sword. Ritsuka, have the Knights of the Round Table around you also tell me about the Holy Sword's form, and... Roman... Chaldea, Artoria... the sword... analyze it for me."

As he spoke, Bai Mo's voice became hoarse, as if he were speaking with a broken throat.

Morgan's fingers gripped the scepter so tightly they almost turned white. With a wave of her hand, she cast a protective Magecraft around them. She was prepared to bring Bai Mo back, even at the risk of her own life, should his vital signs falter.

This did not seem to be in her best interest. If Bai Mo failed, she could at least protect herself, or at the very least, use the magic of the throne to continue the reign of the Winter Queen.

But at this moment, she seemed to have her life tied to it.

"I will never let go... so you mustn't get hurt, and you mustn't leave me."

She whispered to herself, and then, without the slightest hesitation, told Bai Mo all the information.