Clash at the High Walls

On that oldest mural, the figures of Cernunnos and the six goblins are depicted, and below them is a gigantic mouth, as if about to devour Cernunnos and the six goblins.

And the monster below, the final prophecy of Ainsel, might just be what's right before our eyes.

"Is this Britain's thousand-year Calamity?"

"No, this thing is a complete Terminal Device, its function is probably the same as Surtr's." Roman's analysis report came through the communicator, and he continued:

"Moreover, the interior of this thing is a completely distorted space. Is it planning to devour the entire Britain? Wait, this is enough to trigger Spirit Origin reaction..."

It's Oberon, Ritsuka! The Servant Oberon who was with you before is inside that thing!

Roman's voice reached everyone's ears. Ritsuka and Tristan, who had met Oberon before, exchanged a glance, but there wasn't much surprise in their eyes.

Because of her prior contact with Morgan, and with Sherlock Holmes watching over her, Oberon's attempts to guide Ritsuka's actions were completely ineffective. Many times, Ritsuka would simply watch Oberon's performance quietly, seeing him doing futile work.

"I didn't expect them to be so powerful... Seriously, the Calamity of the Beast, the Outsider, and this giant worm, this is going to be troublesome."

In the sky, Lun Rang walked down step by step. This guy was wearing a sharp suit and looked a bit like a thug in a suit. He walked down the air as if stepping on stairs, looking down at the Bai Mo on the city wall.

"Oh, we finally meet. I wonder if you could break down this barrier?"

"Open it? Lun Rang you a three-year-old?"

Bai Mo directly stated his name, which caused a hint of surprise to flash in Lun Rang's eyes, but it quickly turned into understanding.

"Ah, that's right. Since I've been reborn, it's not surprising that there are others here. I remember now, you have the Sea Tiger Battle Mark. You must be a descendant of that beastly Sea Tiger."

Damn it, since that's the case, what else is there to say? I'll kill you right now!

Bai Mo was speechless. It was clear that Lun Rang had been monitoring the situation in Britain. He had indeed displayed the Sea Tiger Battle Mark during the previous battle. Just as he was about to explain, Lun Rang waved his hand.

Energy surged and lingered in the Britain sky, and then several nail-like black spears appeared in the sky.

The next moment, the spear fell, not at Bai Mo, but at the Calamity of the Beast below. A vast Magnetic Field Power and magical power surged into it, and the Calamity of the Beast let out a heart-wrenching wail.

But soon, its body swelled to almost twice its size, like a small mountain. The Calamity of the Beast opened its maw, and a sphere filled with Magnetic Field Power, radiating terrifying energy, appeared in its mouth through a Magecraft framework.

"Roar!"

The sphere transformed into energy and shot fiercely towards the city wall, while at the same time, a golden radiance, like a dragon emerging from the sea, surged upwards in opposition.

In the end, the golden light enveloped it, and the Calamity of the Beast retreated. Although it was temporarily at a disadvantage, the Black Spear on its body greedily absorbed the golden light in the air.

"Not bad at all. The energy transfer and conversion effects are excellent. Just by standing on Britain soil, one can be enhanced to this extent. Such excellent results are all thanks to that guy Beryl's experiments."

That guy, he deserved to die.

Lun Rang himself, feeling quite satisfied with the perilous state of the Calamity of the Beast. Unlike Beryl, the Calamity of the Beast was almost a bottomless pit, so power could be poured into it at will. Although it would cause harm to the individual, it didn't matter.

"Let me handle this guy."

A white figure suddenly rushed out. Woodwose caught up with the Calamity of the Beast and charged at it with bared fangs and claws. But as soon as he took a step, a feeling of powerlessness washed over him.

"Tsk, this thing is really..."

Can you hold on?

Bai Mo asked, and Woodwose pursed his lips and stretched his muscles.

"Okay, but be careful. That thing up there absorbs even more power than this monster."

There are three opponents. Morgan must take the throne, otherwise, even Camelot, the last place, will be occupied by the Dawn of the Apocalypse. If Lun Rang obtains the magic power stored under Morgan's throne, the consequences will be unimaginable.

As for the Abyssal Worm, Woodwose was not skilled in aerial combat, so he summoned this Calamity of the Beast.

His heart pounded with unease. This monster was no joke, and he wasn't sure if he could withstand it. But the other two were beyond his capabilities.

Melusine gazed at the sky, muttering, "Is this the Abyssal Worm? The final Calamity of the Insect?"

With a click, the faceplate closed.

"Bai Mo, I'm going to fight too. Keep in touch."

Just as Melusine was about to get up, Ritsuka's voice came through the communicator. "Leave that guy to us... Perfect timing, I have a lot of things to ask him."

Above the city walls, Bai Mo's figure also rose. Inside and outside the barrier, the two looked at each other, their eyes filled with fighting spirit.

"Heh, what's wrong? Too scared to come out? Just as spineless as that Sea Tiger..."

In a flash, Bai Mo, inside the barrier, landed a heavy punch on Lun Rang's face, cracking his skull so loudly he could almost hear it breaking.

Nine hundred and fifty thousand horsepower – the Orca Tyrant Fist!

A ripple spread through the air between heaven and earth, and then Lun Rang flying backward like a cannonball, his blood drawing an arc in the sky.

At this moment, Lun Rang showed no fear whatsoever. Instead, he laughed loudly and said, "Hahaha, you fool! Just like that stupid Sea Tiger, you were deceived by a few words."

"Dawn of the Apocalypse, drain this guy dry!"

In an instant, the entire Britain arc of light converged on Bai Mo, like gaping maws of abyss, ready to devour him piece by piece. But Bai Mo merely snorted coldly, and an overwhelming power surged from his body.

The light of the Dawn of the Apocalypse entered Bai Mo's body, but it didn't bring out even a wisp of power. Bai Mo was like a vortex, even absorbing the surrounding power for his own use.

Lun Rang's eyes widened in shock. He had never imagined such a thing. The Dawn of the Apocalypse, which had even caught Sea Tiger off guard, the brainchild of his research and development, the Dawn of the Apocalypse, which had never failed before, was now helpless against the enemy before him.

"How is this possible... Even the Sea Tiger couldn't resist it, how could you?!"

"It seems that although you verbally curse Sea Tiger, you are still afraid of his power deep down."

Bai Mo spoke with a mocking tone, which immediately struck a Lun Rang, a fierce glint flashing in his eyes. Indeed, as Bai Mo said, even if he cursed Sea Tiger verbally, it was only because Sea Tiger wasn't here at the moment.

His final death extinguished any fighting spirit he had to face that man.

"Ha, the tactics are somewhat reminiscent of the Sea Tiger, but that won't work on me. I do fear the Sea Tiger, but that was before I had the chance. Now, I've been plotting in Britain for a century. On my own turf, you think you can defeat me?"

Even if the Sea Tiger comes, I won't be afraid!

The surrounding sky instantly darkened, and a tremendous force flowed toward Lun Rang his power to surge rapidly.

The surrounding space also collapsed and shattered inch by inch.