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Chapter 1143 Melyuchina

Chapter 1143 "Melyuzina"

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

As the fierce battle continued on the ground, the alarming roars in the sky became louder and louder, and more and more frequent, letting everyone clearly know what kind of terrifying existences were fighting above them.

They were terrified, and some were extremely worried that they would be dragged into the fierce battle in mid-air and become innocent victims. If that really happened, it would be a lot of fun.

But no matter how worried they were, the fierce battle in the sky showed no sign of stopping, and in fact became more and more intense as time went on.

Many people saw it. A white meteor carried an unparalleled force, creating numerous sonic booms and air waves, and continuously rushed towards a figure. Sometimes it hit him violently, and sometimes it quickly distanced itself from him. Sometimes it turned, sometimes it rose, sometimes it fell, and sometimes it circled. It was as fast as a laser, flashing back and forth, making people dizzy.

But no matter how fierce the white meteor was, it could not make the figure standing in the air retreat even a single step. It just vented its excessive destructive power in vain, causing shock waves and roars to appear again and again.

"boom!"

No matter how many times the roar sounded, the white meteor's attack was still in vain, and it even seemed to be knocked away and retreated violently.

Lige just stood there, with a transparent light flashing in his eyes, taking in the entire trajectory of the white meteor. When the arm armor lightsaber stabbed at him, he suddenly swung the black knife in his hand to deflect it.

In this way, Liger calmly deflected Lancelot's attacks time and time again. His relaxed demeanor and comfortable movements were so comfortable that compared with the situation in the past in Salisbury when he had to use all his strength to catch up with Lancelot and tried his best to fight him on equal terms, it made people doubt whether the two were the same person.

"So strong..."

Lancelot's expression became more and more solemn, and the lightsabers that popped out from his arm armor shattered.

This was not the first time the Fairy Sword Arondate had shattered during this battle.

Lancelot discovered that the black knife in Lige's hand seemed different from before. Both its sharpness and toughness were much different from the past.

When colliding with the black knife, his imitation Aarondite made of leather seemed extremely fragile and broke into pieces after a few collisions.

If it weren't for the fact that this fairy sword could be ejected infinitely and produced infinitely, Lancelot would have lost his weapon by now and would have had to fight the enemy empty-handed.

"Even if I deploy my Noble Phantasm an infinite number of times like this, I still can't do anything to him?"

Lancelot looked solemn and felt helpless in his heart.

then……

“Does the mentality of taking chances still exist?”

Lige's overly plain voice sounded just right, as if it could reveal his true thoughts deep in his heart.

"You want to defeat me, and you'll risk everything for it."

"But once you risk everything, you may not be able to maintain your current form."

"So, if I could defeat me in this form, it would be the best of both worlds."

There was no anger in Li Ge's voice, but precisely because of this, it made people feel a chill in their hearts.

no way.

"You really underestimated me." Li Ge suddenly smiled, but there was no smile in his eyes as he said, "I don't know how many dragon species I have killed."

"Don't look down on me."

The following sentence suddenly sounded behind Lancelot.

But when it sounded, Lige had already disappeared from the spot.

"…………!"

Lancelot's expression suddenly changed, and he subconsciously jumped out of Aarondite and slashed behind him.

But before she could turn around and kill Aarondite, the divine sword drew a dark arc and slashed down.

"Pfft!"

The ruthless blow not only shattered the armor on Lancelot's back, but also cut a hideous wound on his petite and weak back.

"Uhhhhh...!"

As blood splattered, Lancelot groaned in pain.

“Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaa…!”

Lancelot endured the severe pain in his back and still slashed out Arondate. The lightsaber on his arm armor flashed like a stream of light and slashed the neck of Lige who appeared behind him at some point.

Unfortunately, this extremely fast slash failed to touch Lige in the end. It was as if it was separated by an infinite distance, and stopped in front of Lige's neck, unable to move forward any further.

"You're more of a learner than I thought."

Ignoring Arondite who was only inches away from his neck, Liger spoke without any joy or sadness.

Around him, the blood spurting out from Lancelot's offspring inexplicably stagnated in the air and gradually turned into the shape of an arrow.

"Puff!" "Puff!" "Puff!" "Puff!"...

Before Lancelot could react, blood arrows shot out like rain of bullets and landed on her in an instant.

The sound of tearing continued to ring out, and the most beautiful fairy in the fairy country Britain was hit all over the body by this wave of merciless attacks. Her petite body, slender limbs, abdomen, thighs and even chest were ruthlessly pierced through.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...!"

The severe pain made Lancelot wail involuntarily.

"Roar!"

At this moment, a ferocious giant snake flew out from Lige's shadow, opened its bloody mouth, and bit Lancelot. With inertia and momentum, it rushed downwards, finally hitting the ground and blasting it apart.

Lige's counterattack was so fierce and brutal that Lancelot was defeated without any resistance.

This scene was seen by many people.

Among them was Percival.

"------!"

For a moment, Percival's face changed drastically, and he even seemed to want to abandon the battlefield and rush towards Lancelot.

"Where are you looking at?"

At this time, Bagst, Lancelot's colleague, remained unshakable. He swung his sword hard, chopping off Percival, who had raised his gun to block in panic.

"You dare to look around on the battlefield. You are nothing more than a so-called Paladin."

Bagster didn't seem to be worried about Lancelot's condition at all, and was only annoyed at Percival's distraction.

"Percival!"

Ritsuka Fujimaru, who was in charge of supporting from the rear, spoke with concern.

"…Sorry, I'm fine. I won't do it again."

Percival's hands holding the gun were shaking and seemed to be numb. One could imagine how heavy the blow that Bagster had just delivered was.

At that moment, Percival did not dare to be distracted anymore. He could only suppress the hesitation in his heart and concentrate on dealing with the enemy in front of him.

Of course, even if he didn't do that, Bagster wouldn't have time to care about him.

After all, Altria had already exploded, and her magic power was constantly squandered as if it was free, bombarding Bagst madly, making Bagst astonished.

"Although still immature, is she still a legitimate fairy from Paradise?"

Apart from anything else, the scale of this magic power alone is no less than anyone Bagst has ever seen.

Even if it was Morgan, if we only considered magic power, without taking into account those stored in the Amyrlin Throne, I'm afraid there was no way to guarantee that he would be stronger than Altria at this moment.

"What a simple magic idiot."

Bagster spoke his mind candidly.

"Who is the magic idiot...?!"

Altria felt as if a sore spot had been stabbed, and she began to vent her excess magic power viciously.

The battle on the ground continues.

Lige had also retracted the big snake and looked down at the deep pit on the ground. After a while, he turned his back and headed towards Camelot.

"……Where do you want to go?"

In a deep pit on the ground, a voice coming from deep underground stopped him at the right time.

"Go and get it over with."

Li Ge didn't turn around, just said so.

"I won't let you go."

A faint but incomparably firm voice was heard, causing a figure to rise from the ground.

Lancelot, whose body was covered in blood and full of holes, had his armor completely shattered, and the arm armor on both hands was also broken into pieces, leaving only debris. He looked extremely miserable.

But even though he was so miserable and in such a state of disgrace, the aura and magic power emanating from Lancelot actually increased instead of decreased.

That aura gradually became ancient and mysterious.

"You're right. I shouldn't rely on luck anymore."

Lancelot no longer called himself "I". At this moment, his whole body was bursting with a terrifying aura that made people tremble.

It was as if the most ancient creature on the planet was about to awaken from its slumber. From Lancelot's body, the filthy darkness spread madly like a swamp.

"Let me show you."

"The filthy me, the unsightly me, the me that has returned to my original nature, what exactly do I look like?"

"Even if I can no longer survive in Britain, I will protect her and give her everything I have."

The voice that came out of Lancelot's mouth when he rose into the air again seemed to come from deep underground. It was ominous and terrifying.

Then, the darkness that spread from her body enveloped her entire body, repairing her damaged body while wrapping around her arms, thighs, back, and one cheek.

Not long after, Lancelot appeared between heaven and earth again, and his image had completely changed.

Her body was still petite.

Her limbs were still slender.

Her silver hair swayed in the air, and she still looked so pure and flawless.

However, her arms and feet seemed to be stained with the most filthy darkness in the world. A pitch-black inorganic shell appeared on the surface, her palms became hideous, her feet turned into dragon claws, and one of her cheeks was also stained black, forming a sharp contrast with the whiteness of the other cheek, like the assimilation of an angel and a demon.

A pair of pitch-black dragon wings also appeared behind her, and in her hands she held a pair of black guns with gun tips on both sides, pointed at the top and bottom, wide in the middle, and a ring-shaped center.

The oldest and most ferocious dragon in history appears here.

"Varied--?!"

Looking at the ferocious figure and feeling an overwhelming sense of oppression sweeping over him, at this moment, countless people on the ground were suffocated.

"That is……"

Percival couldn't help but open his eyes wide, staring blankly at the girl who had returned to her true nature.

"finally……"

Only then did Bagster reveal a complicated expression.

"The abnormal spiritual base value has been detected!"

Mashu was shouting there.

"It's a dragon seed!"

That’s right, it’s a dragon species.

From this moment on, the dragon that was ravaging Britain was fully revealed.

"My real name is Melyucina."

A dark, swamp-like echoing sound rang out from the mouth of the Dragon Girl at this moment and reached everyone's ears.

Melyusina is a French fairy that is circulated in pan-human history.

She is the heroine in the French folk fairy tale "Interspecies Marriage". In the story, she is a half-human, half-demon beauty with a snake tail and dragon wings.

She is a hybrid of human and fairy. Although she is a beautiful girl, she was cursed because she locked her father in a cave. Every Saturday, her lower body will turn into a snake.

When her lover sees her lower body transformed into a snake, the curse on her becomes stronger, causing her to further transform into a terrifying snake.

In the British Lostbelt, she is the descendant of the oldest pure-blooded dragon named Albion. She was born from Albion's left claw after he died of exhaustion.

So, she is both a dragon and a fairy. Although she is different from Melyucina in pan-human history and has no human blood, to some extent, she is still a hybrid.

After Albion's death, she continued to live in the dragon skeleton in the Dragon Skeleton Swamp for countless years, without any intelligence or form, until she was discovered by the "she" she mentioned and was carried out of the filthy swamp by "her". Only then did she become a beautiful girl because of her longing for the other party as a beautiful thing.

Her name was also given by the other party. She has always served and loved the other party. For the other party, she even did not hesitate to destroy the entire Mirror Clan living near her own body.

She would become a fairy knight and accept the name given by Morgan in order to maintain this state, not to swear allegiance to Morgan.

After all, there was only one person she truly wanted to serve.

That was the beautiful being who had lifted her out of the filthy swamp that day.

"The name bestowed by your majesty is only a yoke to me."

"Human swordsmanship will only hinder me."

"Although I do yearn for the said flawless Knights of the Round Table, the name of Lancelot is ultimately just a constraint on me. My love for her is the basis for maintaining my form and strength."

"So, for her, I will do whatever it takes, even if it means returning to this filthy form."

If Albion was a sacred pure white dragon, then she, born from dragon bones and swamps, was a filthy evil dragon.

"I won't let you hurt her."

She - Melyusina declared in a dark and high voice, causing the evil magic to sweep across the entire sky.

Faced with this magic as ferocious as a tsunami, Lige's smile finally seemed a little more sincere.

"Then give it a try, dragon."

(End of this chapter)