I Will Eventually Become a Partner of Justice

Bailong was smashed in.

Regardless of morals and justice, Shi Lang threw in [evil], [projected] countless treasures, and carried out indiscriminate bombardment.

Altoria held up the sword in the stone, magical power surged, and the beam of light was like a cannon.

Merlin chanted the spell quickly, the art was like a wave, and the light cannons flew.

Skaha drew the original Luen of destruction, absorbed [True Ether], and launched a powerful shelling.

Mei Lian's king of the sky also followed.

Except for the frail Elquet, everyone here has used their housekeeping skills.

The opponent is God, not man.

But morality and justice are spoken to people, not to gods.

Furthermore, this is war.

War-whoever preaches morality must die!

After squandering the magic, Shi Lang fell to the ground with a cold sweat on his face.

Panting.

At this moment, he missed the magic of the spirit veins during the Fourth World War very much.

If there is still that magical power, he doesn't have to calculate the magical power, just squander it at will, unlike at this moment, when it breaks out, it will be a little weak.

However, at this point, even if the white dragon can't be killed, it should be seriously injured, right?

However--

White light flashed in the tiankeng, the storm was mixed with thunder, and the terrifying light cannon penetrated the evil that covered the tiankeng, and blasted Shilang with the momentum of thunder.

Shirou's eyes widened sharply.

At the moment when he vented all the attacks, the most violent and the least vigilant moment, the attack of the Holy Spear Lungominiad came like a shadow.

Before he could escape, a figure rushed over and knocked him aside. The king sword in his hand cut out a powerful shelling, but was easily pushed up by the light cannon of the holy spear.

The man was beaten out and landed in the distance, covered in blood.

"Al!"

Shi Lang hurried over.

Blood overflowed from the body, and his eyes had lost their color.

"Wang...you...are you not injured?" the knight asked.

"No." Wang said.

"It's great, but I'm sorry... I may only be here..." The knight closed his eyes.

Wang had no tears and his expression did not change at all, but his heart was full of pain.

He called to Merlin, entrusted Altria to Merlin, and said, "Take her back and get a good treatment."

Merlin took Altria, feeling a little sore in her heart for some reason, but looked at the king and asked, "Then here..."

"Listen to the king's order, don't talk about unnecessary nonsense!" Wang said calmly.

"I understand." Merlin nodded and took Altria away.

Wang turned his back, and God crawled out of the sinkhole.

Human eyes, God's pupils, confronted each other.

Shi Lang took back [Evil], wrapped his whole body, and formed a giant of [Evil], roaring and attacking the white dragon.

...

Merlin rode Don Talis back to Cornwall.

He took Altria to the palace to perform healing magic, but it was useless.

The factor of the red dragon began to dissipate, and the heart of the red dragon became slower and slower.

This is the price of taking a blow from the gods with a human body.

The horror of God and the stubbornness of man begin to decide victory or defeat here.

Merlin's palm was shaking.

He didn't know why he was shaking.

But in his heart, there will be sadness.

It is no longer a ridicule, nor is it for fun, nor is it a bystander.

It's the real sadness that belongs to the self.

Why?

Dream monsters should not have this kind of intellect and sensibility.

Is this a simulation of personality emotions?

Merlin was puzzled.

"How could she hurt so badly?" Guiniweier put down the file and asked hurriedly.

Without answering directly, Merlin turned to ask: "What kind of tricks does the goblin have, can you save her?"

"No." Guiniweier shook her head.

Merlin showed a dazed look.

Guinevere gritted her teeth and said, "Give her to me."

"What are you going to do?" Merlin asked.

"Go to Avalon!" Guinevere said: "Using Avalon's concept, you can avoid her death!"

"Good!" Merlin nodded.

Guinevere walked to the lake, temporarily abandoned the human side, turned into the fairy Vivian, and opened the entrance to the fairy town of Avalon.