Chapter 568: Heavy Punch! Must Punch! (6.6k)
A few days later.
A silver-blue meteorite with a long flame tail cut through the thick clouds in the sky at lightning speed and fell into a vast forest with a sharp whistling sound.
The diffuse smoke and dust gradually dissipated, and a dragon-like creature gradually revealed its elegant and beautiful outline.
The scales flow with blue and silver starlight, and the back stands like a crystal cluster of magic core, flickering regularly with breathing. The translucent wing membrane is like a crack that tears through time and space, and the edge is inlaid with jagged bone spurs formed by the bones of the holy dragon Albion. The dragon's pupils are burning with blue flames, and every light flap of the wings can stir up a visible magic vortex around it. The scarlet light stream that gushed out when the tail blade tore the ground resonated with its dragon roar, making the beasts in the forest tremble.
"arrive!"
Loen glanced at the fairy city not far away, and helped Morgan jump off the dragon's back. Vivian, Bagster, Bavanshi, Habertlot and other four fairies followed him to the ground.
With a surge of light, the dragon-shaped creature that had served as a vehicle all the way turned into a beautiful and elegant young female knight.
The silver-blue hair flows with a star-like gradient luster, and the ends of the hair are dangling with a star-shaped hair ornament made of bones. The blue star pupils are embedded in the porcelain-white face, the armor on the right shoulder and the lace sleeve on the left arm form a confrontation between hardness and softness, the metal chain around the waist is wrapped around the dragon-patterned lance, and the tip of the lance flows with the blood of Albion. The blue and white gradient dress ripples like aurora with the steps, the ankle bells resonate with the magic light ball suspended on the toes, and every inch of the skin is soaked in the paradox of the interweaving of the earth veins and the stars - like an innocent girl picking flowers and laughing, and like a killing statue forged from dragon bones.
——The third fairy knight, Melusin!
It has to be said that this newborn who inherited the divinity and power of the Holy Dragon Albion has terrifyingly powerful development potential and growth rate.
In just a few days, Melusin grew into the appearance of a human girl of twelve or thirteen years old, and possessed the corresponding wisdom and intelligence. She learned how to use the spiritual equipment that was transformed from Albion's remaining divinity, and her strength also jumped to become the strongest among the three fairy knights.
Of course, there are some drawbacks.
For example, he inherited the dragon's strong possessiveness and the child's innocence of wanting to be noticed by adults.
Therefore, as soon as she regained her human form, Meilushin rushed to her "father" Lorne, firmly grasped his other hand, and looked around curiously with her golden eyes:
"Father, is this the fairy city of Orkney that you mentioned?"
"Well, it's also half of your mother Morgan's hometown."
Lorne touched Meilushin's head to reward her for her hard work in serving as a vehicle, showing the gentleness and patience of a loving father.
But at this moment, Morgan, as a "mother", obviously had no intention of cultivating feelings with her "new daughter".
Because a thick smell of death was spreading over Orkney, and dense rustling sounds were heard all around.
"What? Get out!"
Bagster, who was in charge of guarding and exploring in the front, took the lead and swung the fairy sword forward, easily flattening the bushes in front.
In the swirling black fog, hundreds of pitch-black humanoid monsters gathered together, growling like beasts from their abdomens, staring with red eyes, and pounced on the crowd.
"Moss!"
Morgan gritted his teeth, his face as gloomy as dead water.
Seeing that several new or young fairies looked confused, Vivian explained in a low voice.
The laws of death in the Celtic Age of Gods were not complete, and the "afterlife" that housed souls could not replace all the functions of the "underworld".
Therefore, once a large number of deaths occur and exceed the self-purification capacity of the "other world", it is easy for "disasters" to occur on the earth due to the accumulation of dead air.
In this process, after a human dies, his soul will turn into a [Wild Hunt] and prey on the living;
After the death of a god, he will become a [curse] and pollute the earth;
After the goblin dies, the remaining will and anger will turn into something called "Moss"...
Not only will Morse instinctively kill and devour other living fairies, but he will also infect other fairies through contact, causing them to collapse and go crazy. If left unchecked, a "plague" spreading among the fairies will surely break out.
Of course, Mors's Outburst, like the Wild Hunt's Riot, requires unique prerequisites to trigger.
——That is, a large number of deaths among fairies!
After listening to this, Loen looked towards the silent fairy city of Orkney not far away, and his heart sank.
"roar!"
As if to verify his guess, a violent beast roar came from the city, and a hundred-meter-tall beast rose from the ruins.
Loen looked in the direction of the sound and saw that the white-haired little beast that looked like a cat and a dog in his memory had transformed into a creature of disaster that swallowed up the starlight.
The pure white fur turned into a mane flowing with liquid silver flames, and at the end of each hair was suspended a collapsed miniature ether vortex. The golden pupils split into three concentric irises, reflecting the tragic scene of the city reduced to ruins.
The etheric torrent gushing out of its body condensed into a broken crown around its body, and the scarlet beast pattern brought suffocating brutality and gloom. Seven crystal tails wrapped with blood-red runes extended from its spine, and every swing caused ripples of spatial vibration, and the areas where its claws stepped on left charred deep pits.
In the square in front of it, densely packed goblin corpses piled up into a small hill, and dried blood coagulated into strange, scarlet amber in the potholes on the surface.
In its fang-filled mouth, it was holding a broken goblin corpse.
Her gray hair, kind face, and the highest standard of sacrificial clothing she wore showed her former status.
——The founder of the fairy city of Orkney and the matriarch of the Rain Clan.
"Kathy Parug!!!"
Morgan's eyes were bloodshot, and the magic wand in his hand changed into the form of the Vanguard Spear Rongominiard in the surging black flames, and with a sharp whistle, it shot towards the evil beast in the city.
The breath of death was approaching, and Casey Palug's pupils in the square shrank. The seven long tails made of bones and crystals behind him instinctively swept towards the sky.
"boom!"
The Holy Lance and the Long Tail collided with each other, and there was a thunderous explosion. Most of the city of Orkney was razed to the ground under this strong magical shock.
The huge body of the beast of disaster kept retreating, and its sharp claws plowed the marble floor. The flying sand and stones transformed into thorny magic chains, like the earth extending its veins, helping the monster to relieve the force.
Pain! Death!
With this horrible ending in mind, the silver-white beast immediately raised its head, opened its bloody mouth, and roared, spewing out a thick, scarlet torrent of ether.
Lines of blood-colored light formed terrifying destructive movements along the way, successfully offsetting the terrifying power of the holy spear.
However, before Casey Palug could catch his breath, the owner of the Holy Spear fell from outside the city onto the square, waving his hand and casting overwhelming spells.
Even though Casey Palug tried his best to resist and dodge, hundreds of curse bullets still fell on him.
A severe pain came, and golden-red blood flowed out from the torn wounds, dripping onto the ground.
There was a flash of fear and confusion in Casey Paluge's eyes. He immediately lowered his head and let out a low growl.
"Fuwu~~"
“Go to hell!”
However, at this moment, Morgan's eyes were bloodshot, and he recalled the Holy Spear without hesitation, making a gesture to shoot it again.
run!
The instinct of survival took over his mind, and without waiting for Morgan to make a move, Casey Palug's body shrank rapidly and turned back into the familiar white-haired little beast. Relying on his size advantage, he rushed into the dense forest on the other side of the city like lightning.
"Stop! You bastard!"
Morgan, who had lost his target, became furious. He decisively put away his holy spear and jumped after him.
By the time everyone reacted, broke through the obstruction of the Moss evil spirit, and rushed to the central square of Orkney, all that was left was the mess left by the fight between a man and a beast.
Looking at the pile of goblin corpses in front of him, Habertlot's face was filled with sorrow and anger.
The Rain Clan was destroyed, and the entire Orkney became a dead city.
Although she escaped the catastrophe, she lost her hometown and her friends.
"It's all your fault!"
Habertlot turned his head and looked at someone in front of him, his eyes red as he made an angry accusation.
"If you hadn't insisted on taking in that monster, how could everyone in Orkney have died! You are all murderers!"
"Don't be so quick to draw conclusions."
Luo En stood up from the pile of corpses and pointed at several goblin corpses.
"Look at their bodies. Although there are obvious signs of beasts biting and tearing, the strength, depth, and size of the wounds are completely different. This is not the result of one creature at all, but a group of creatures!"
"What's the meaning?"
"It means that the ones who killed these rain fairies were not necessarily Casey Palug, but most likely another group of creatures. There are a lot of them, and they retain the characteristics of wild beasts, with claws and teeth like wild beasts."
Vivian, holding her wand, stood up on the other side of the pile of corpses and explained unhappily.
Habertlot wiped his tears and looked stunned: "Well, what should we do now?"
"What else can we do? Let's get Morgan back first!" Lorne snorted coldly, "Besides, if we want to find out what happened in Orkney before, I'm afraid we can only ask Casey Palug!"
Looking into the distance at the dense forest where explosions continued to be heard, he couldn't help but frown.
Hopefully, the legendary beast of disaster is not in vain and can withstand Morgan's furious pursuit.
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At the same time, in the dense forest.
Casey Palug shrunk into a small white-haired beast, dodging the densely falling curse bullets while running forward at lightning speed.
Although it has the title of the beast of disaster, it is still too young, and the one chasing it is the goddess of death with extremely high combat power.
If it doesn't run away quickly when facing this great goddess who dominates the British region, it will be stabbed into a sieve.
But even so, Casey Palug overestimated his own speed and underestimated Morgan's murderous intent.
“BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM!”
Washbasin-sized cursed bombs whizzed down, completely blocking Casey Palug's escape route with a high-intensity saturation bombardment, and blew the beast of disaster and the land around it into the air.
"Die, you evil beast!"
Morgan clenched his right hand, his eyes grim and cold, the Vanguard Spear in his hand condensed a dazzling edge, the tip of the spear split into thirteen red and black light spears condensed from death energy, and as the spear tip was swung, it shot towards Casey Palug in mid-air.
However, at the moment when the little beast was about to die, an emerald green halo surged out, blocking out the thirteen light spears formed by the condensed death energy.
As the light faded, Casey Palug disappeared from the air.
"Who? Get out!"
Morgan was furious and swept forward with the Vanguard Spear in his hand.
Suddenly, the trees in front suffered a disaster and were broken into pieces under the unmatched gun tip.
As the entire forest was about to turn into white, the previous emerald green light reappeared and neutralized the powerful attack from the goddess of death.
In the dense smoke and dust, a tall bronze figure with an emerald halo flowed, and twelve antlers pierced through the forest mist like a golden crown. Each branch was hung with Ogham characters condensed with dewdrops, reflecting the druid motto woven with rainbows. His skin was covered with silver-white tree veins, and dandelion seeds drifted along the rune gullies, blooming into glowing oak seedlings the moment he touched his fingertips.
The ivy wrapped around its waist automatically weaves into a laurel leaf skirt, and fresh berries burst at the nodes of the vines, and the splashing juice turns into a group of emerald hummingbirds flapping their wings. When it walks barefoot through the swamp below, lilies of the valley and white irises immediately emerge from the rotten mud, translucent salamanders swim among the roots, and the projected text of the Forest Gospel floats on the surface of its scales.
From a distance, the figure looked like a non-intimidating white plush toy, full of intimacy and gentleness.
The disaster beast Caseypalug, which had disappeared earlier, lay obediently on its shoulder, licking its wounds.
"Cornunnos!"
Morgan called out the figure's divine name in a cold voice, and his gloomy eyes swept over the white-haired little beast on the other's shoulder.
"Hand it over, don't force me to fight you!"
"Jigujigu~~"
The adorable god with antlers waved his chubby hands and uttered a series of unique divine words.
Morgan, who understood the meaning, spoke angrily:
"It's innocent? Aren't all the goblins of the Rain Clan even more innocent?! I took it in with good intentions and gave this evil beast a chance to reform, but it took advantage of my absence, broke through the seal I set, and massacred the entire Orkney!"
"Gugujigugugu (It's not this child who did it, you misunderstood)~~"
"Who can prove it? I saw with my own eyes the evil deeds it committed in the city!"
Morgan's clenched teeth made a creaking sound, and his eyes were filled with an irrepressible murderous aura.
"Get out of here! If you don't get out of here, don't blame me for being rude!"
"whisper……"
Cornunos wanted to speak to defend Casey Palug on his shoulder, but Morgan was so angry that he would not listen to any explanation.
The witch leaped to the ground, and the shattered ice crystals on her toes formed a twelve-ring magic circle. The moment the spell spear pierced the ground, the entire humus bulged like a tsunami - the bronze body of the horned god rose from the thousand-year-old peat, and the mistletoe wrapped around the obsidian horns suddenly exploded into thousands of berries, and every drop of juice turned into a raven in the air that ate magic power.
In Celtic mythology, the raven is a symbol of death and the embodiment of the divinity of the three goddesses.
Using this method on the battlefield undoubtedly proved that she was really angry.
Seeing Morgan taking action, Cornunos could only fight back.
The spreading frost field was cracked like spider webs by the deer's hooves. The emerald light bands suddenly expanded with the rhythm of the divine core in Cernunnos' body. The collapsed light spots instantly multiplied into a forest of maidenhair ferns that swallowed the light. The overwhelming branches pierced the black ravens one by one.
You asked for it!
Morgan raised his wand, and 720 prisms formed by magic appeared around him. The refracted moonlight instantly boiled the fluorescent moss on the left half of the Horned God into gray-green fog. Cornunus's huge body trembled slightly, and the light band on his spine suddenly pierced the earth. The whole forest seemed like a living green ocean. Tens of thousands of anglerfish swam out of the void, and every lantern on their heads flashed the forbidden druid spell, finally successfully alleviating the erosion brought by the power of death.
As the power of the forest and the earth impacted in reverse, Morgan's body swayed when illuminated by the emerald light band, and the first joint of his right little finger began to turn into wood grain.
Her eyes turned cold, and she decisively bit her tongue, blowing out cold air containing blood to freeze the activated forest. Then she waved her magic wand, and a series of triple spiral symbols lit up in the air with blood light, and all the ferns suddenly hardened into Celtic bronze spears, piercing into Cornunnos' body in the opposite direction.
Golden-green divine blood flowed out from the body of this natural god, and the vigorous vitality fell to the ground and turned into green plants.
Taking advantage of Cernunnos's chaotic breath, Morgan decisively raised his hand, grasped the tip of the gun, cut his palm, and sprinkled the golden blood containing divinity into the sky, transforming into projections of the Holy Lance of Death that pierced into Cernunnos' heart.
Seeing that the goddess of death was ruthless, Cornunnos had no choice but to use all his strength as the [Throne].
Along with the sixteen-part reverberation hymn coming from the chest cavity, seven suspended ambers rotate around its body, and the concrete image of the four seasons is sealed inside: the spring butterfly chrysalis is breaking free from the ice shell, the summer cicada sheds its skin and floats in the honey light, and the maple leaves and snow crystals collide in the adjacent amber to produce the clear sound of bells. The annual rings deep in its pupils expand and contract with its breathing, and every rhythm makes the dying ancient trees within a hundred miles burst into new buds, and the mistletoe crowns covered with stardust hang down between the treetops.
The green shade filled with vitality shot forward, engulfing the forest of guns that was filled with deathly energy, and rushed all the way towards Morgan in mid-air.
Morgan wanted to activate the power of the Holy Spear to dissolve this attack, but the disaster that had been forcibly suppressed in her own divine domain took the opportunity to cause chaos. Thick black air suddenly gushed out of her body, and the power of the curse that exuded an ominous aura made her feel as if struck by lightning. Her mind was confused and her body fell to the ground uncontrollably.
Damn it, it has to be this time!
Looking at the surging green light, Morgan closed his eyes unwillingly.
Just as the majestic power of nature was about to engulf the figure falling from the air, a blazing golden flame rushed forward, vaporizing all the spreading greenery.
A pair of open arms steadily caught Morgan's falling body.
Looking at Lorne in front of him, and his friends who arrived shortly afterwards, Morgan's tense heartstrings instantly relaxed, and his flagging spirit was lifted:
"You've come just in time. Come with me to kill that evil beast!"
Although Cernunnos is one of the four gods of Sky Island, as the god of nature in charge of hunting, fertility, animals, plants, and wilderness, his combat power is the weakest among the four thrones.
If he and Vivian joined forces, together with Bagst and Bavanshi who possessed the qualifications of a Great Mother, Meluseen who was the incarnation of the Holy Dragon Albion, and the archmage Merlin who inherited the legacy of Gwyn, the Sun King of Wales, they could definitely defeat Cernunnos, eliminate the evil beast Cassiparug, and avenge the rain fairies who had died in vain in the city of Orkney.
"Wait a minute, things are not what you think!"
Lorne held Morgan's shoulder and told him what he had discovered during his inspection of the scene.
"real?"
Morgan was skeptical.
The people who were accompanying him nodded one after another and took out crystal balls with recorded images to support Loen's statement.
With the evidence before him, Morgan's hatred-fueled mind finally calmed down, and he gritted his teeth and asked:
"If it wasn't Kathy Palug who did it, then who was the murderer? Who would destroy the entire Rain Clan?"
"Fuwu~Fuwu!"
The wrongly accused Caseparug jumped off the shoulder of the beast god Cernunnos at some point, trotted in front of the crowd, and defended himself with gesticulations.
"With claws and teeth..."
"Hair on the body..."
"They look fierce, and there are a lot of them..."
After a brief interpretation, Vivian and several fairy knights were the first to come up with the answer:
"——The Fang Clan!"
This is one of the six major fairy clans in the south. They have strong bodies and beast-like appearances, and are brutal and warlike in character.
More importantly, not long ago, a small caravan of Pixies came to Orkney, hoping to cover up their own poor performance by extorting a batch of sacrifices for Samhain from the goblins of the Rain Clan.
As a result, those Pixies happened to bump into Bavanshi and were taught a lesson by Morgan and others.
And if I remember correctly, the financial backer behind them is none other than the Fang Clan!
"If you want to sacrifice to Morrigan, the goddess of death, during Samhain, the best sacrifice is [life], lots of [life]..."
Vivian spoke softly, while Morgan beside her was shaking with anger.
She probably knew the reason why the Rain Clan was brutally exterminated.
The Fang Clan did not get the sacrifice they wanted, and under the instigation of the pixies, they blamed the Rain Clan. They led a large group of people to Orkney and slaughtered all the goblins in the city as a gift to the goddess of death, Morrigan.
Of course, according to the nature of those beasts, this could also be their whim of indulgence in the name of offering sacrifice to the gods.
And with the fall of Orkney, the seal she set was weakened by the change in the earth's energy, and Cathy Palug was able to escape.
"Fuwu!"
The white-haired little beast bared its teeth at Morgan, feeling extremely aggrieved.
After it came out, the whole of Orkney turned into a dead city. Grateful for the kindness of everyone who rescued it, it did not choose to escape, but stayed in the city to search around and try to rescue some survivors.
But since the Fang Clan didn't leave any survivors, it could only move the bodies of the dead goblins to the square to see if there were any lucky ones who had faked their death. If that didn't work, it would destroy the bodies to slow down the spread of Morse.
As a result, before the job was done, Morgan, who had rushed back, mistook it for the murderer. In a rage, he did not give it a chance to explain and acted as if he was going to chop it into pieces.
If it hadn't been so tough and fast, it would have been pierced into a sieve by the goddess of death.
After sorting out the cause and effect, Morgan suddenly felt a little ashamed:
"I'm sorry, I misunderstood you."
"Fuwu~~"
Cathy Paluge shook her head, rubbing it against Morgan's arm in comfort.
Strictly speaking, the reason why the Rain Clan was angered by the Fang Clan and was brutally exterminated was precisely because they took it in.
If Morgan and his companions had not lent a helping hand to it, the Rain Clan might not have suffered such a disaster.
Although he was comforted by Casey Palug, Morgan's gloomy mood did not ease much.
Unexpectedly, her momentary mercy would bring about a devastating disaster for the Rain Clan.
She had only been away from the southern border for a while, and the unrestrained Fang Clan, out of anger and venting their spite, massacred the Rain Clan.
If there is no strong restraint, it is unimaginable what kind of things these born bad guys will do that will anger God and man.
Sure enough, if he wanted the six fairy clans to be obedient, complete the mission entrusted to them, and forge the Sword of the King on time, he had to use a heavy punch!
"Don't worry, when I return, I will definitely seek justice for you and the entire Rain Clan!"
Morgan stroked Casey Palug's head and made assurances with a gloomy face. The murderous aura he emanated from him made several fairy knights feel frightened.
After calming down briefly, Morgan raised his head and looked at the fluffy, chubby Danu deity in the mist, whose figure had shrunk to the height of an ordinary person. He frowned and asked:
"By the way, Cernunnos, why are you here with me when you're not in Ireland or the Isle of Skye?"
(End of this chapter)
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