Looking forward to another world.

Chapter 1148 You'll Have to Pay It Back Later
Melyuchina, has lost the will to fight.

She no longer picked up the gun that fell on the ground, but just sat there, crying silently.

Looking at Melyucina like this, the smile on Percival's face disappeared, replaced by an extremely sad expression.

I still remember that the last time I saw Melyusina crying like this was when I decided to save her.

Unexpectedly, as time passed, not only was he unable to save her, but he also made her cry again.

At this moment, Percival hated himself and his incompetence.

However, he did not choose to step forward at this time, but turned around and left silently.

"Please take me to the Royal City, Mr. Liger."

Percival came to Lige and made a request to him.

"Are you sure?" Liger glanced at Percival and asked, "Are you really going to just leave her there?"

"This is the most appropriate approach." Percival smiled a little sadly and said, "We have denied everything about her, including the things that are most important and valued to her. No matter what we do now, we can't help her get rid of the grief in her heart."

"So, that's it for now."

"and……"

Percival's grip on the gun tightened little by little, and the sadness on his face turned into determination and calmness.

"We don't have time either."

Percival's gaze also sharpened, and he looked in the direction of Camelot.

There, an astonishing magical power was erupting, and faintly, one could hear bursts of deafening roars.

Thick smoke rose from Camelot, and judging from the direction, it seemed to be in the royal city.

Obviously, Altria and others have already officially fought with Morgan.

"Has it started over there too?"

Li Ge was naturally very concerned about the situation over there, but when he saw the battle had begun, he immediately lost interest in caring about anything else.

So, Liger stretched out his hand and pressed it on Percival's shoulder.

"Buzz!"

A gentle but powerful curse suddenly flowed into Percival's body through Liger's hand.

Under the infusion of this cursed power, Percival was surprised to find that his weak body was recovering strength rapidly, and even the load originally borne by the inverted holy spear was greatly reduced.

“T-This is…?”

Percival looked at Liger in great surprise.

"Don't look at me like that. This is just treating the symptoms, not the root cause." Li Ge shook his head and said, "I can only help you heal the injuries and the load on your body, but I can't restore the life you have already lost."

The reversal technique has a very good healing effect. It can make a severed body grow back instantly, and even brain damage can be healed quickly. However, what Percival lost was his life span, which is beyond the healing range of the reversal technique.

Not only can the reversal technique not restore lost lifespan, but all the healing magic, treatment magic, and recovery magic that Lige has mastered also have no effect on restoring lifespan, otherwise Lige would be able to make anyone immortal.

[Make a wish upon a star] It is possible to do such a thing, but to be honest, Liger and Percival are not very familiar with each other, so she would not go to such lengths for him.

Therefore, Lige chose to save the country in a roundabout way.

"Snapped!"

The hand on Percival's shoulder stretched out again at some point and grasped the holy spear in Percival's hand.

"[Evil goes to insult the ladder to heaven]."

Liger activated the angel's spell, causing a softer, more sacred and pure white light to bloom from his palm and inject into Percival's holy spear.

"Buzz buzz...!"

The Holy Spear suddenly trembled, as if struggling.

However, Lige held the Holy Spear tightly, his expression extremely calm, and ignored the Holy Spear's struggle.

The Chosen Spear, this holy spear from the inner sea of ​​​​the stars is indeed powerful.

Unfortunately, Liger is more powerful than it.

Just like that, the light that purified all evil continued to flow into the Holy Spear, causing it to gradually stop vibrating.

Parcival was suddenly even more astonished.

Because he felt that as Lige poured the sacred and pure power into the Holy Spear, the Holy Spear seemed to become different from before.

Although the previous holy spear was also very sacred, due to its reversed nature, when Percival held it, he would occasionally feel a heavy, dark, and deep feeling.

Now, this heavy, dark feeling seemed to begin to disappear, leaving only a pure sense of sacredness.

"Mr. Liger! Could it be that you...?!"

As if he had thought of something, Percival's eyes gradually widened as he looked at Liger.

Only then did Li Ge let go of his hand, his expression remaining calm.

"Yes, I purified the nature of the Holy Lance and reversed its inverted nature." Liger looked at Percival and said, "This way, when you use the power of this spear again, you won't have to waste your precious life."

"But I have to remind you that even so, using the power of the Holy Lance is still a huge burden for you."

"You are a human after all, not a fairy, and certainly not a heroic spirit. Even if you have undergone special training and are stronger than the humans in pan-human history, you have not yet reached the level of an inhuman."

"Most of your strength comes from the Holy Spear. Even if the Holy Spear is not reversed, you will need to bear a considerable burden to release its power."

Liger shrugged and said so.

"Of course, this will only make you weaker, but won't cost you any more life."

Hearing this, Percival spoke with a little excitement.

"That's enough, thank you very much!"

As soon as Percival finished speaking, Liger pressed his shoulder for the second time.

"The rest is up to you."

As he spoke, Liger activated the teleportation magic and sent Percival into the royal city.

Suddenly, only Lige and Melyuchina were left at the scene.

“Ooooo… Ugh… Aaaaaaaaaaaaa…!”

At this moment, Melyuchina let out a cry of extreme pain.

"boom!"

The filth that had dyed half of her body black suddenly erupted without any warning, like a living curse, completely covering Melyucina's petite figure.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...!"

Melyuchina howled in agony, her voice gradually becoming inhuman.

It was not crying or wailing, but the roar of a sleeping dragon about to wake up and wreak havoc on the world.

"boom!"

Astonishing magic power and curse exploded on Melyuchina's body, causing her to gradually transform into a dragon in the darkness.

This is not a metaphor; he is literally turning into a dragon.

The original limbs turned into dragon claws and dragon feet, and quickly became thicker.

The originally petite body turned into a huge dragon body, and the surface of the body was covered with cold scales that looked like inorganic matter.

The silver hair lost its color, the delicate and beautiful face became hideous, and the face known as the most beautiful face in the fairy country Britain also gradually turned into a huge dragon head.

"Roar--!!!"

A several-meter-long, pitch-black evil dragon replaced Melyuchina's appearance. It spread its wings and let out an earth-shaking roar towards the sky.

"Is this what the girl looks like after she loses everything?"

Bathed in the terrifying feeling of oppression and the storm-like sound waves, Lige witnessed the whole process of Melyuchina's transformation. His clothes fluttered and rustled, but he was not surprised by what was happening before his eyes.

Percival, who had already left, actually didn't know that his idea of ​​letting Melyusina calm down here temporarily was wrong from the beginning.

Melyuchina, whose spiritual support has been shattered, will definitely not be safe and sound in the end.

Because she was not in a state where she could remain safe and sound from beginning to end.

She is the left hand of the long-dead Albion dragon. To put it nicely, she is the descendant of Albion and a part of his body. But to put it bluntly, Melyucina is just a pile of rotten flesh.

The dragon of Albion had died long ago, leaving only a skeleton in the swamp, in other words a corpse.

Born from corpses, isn't that just rotten dead flesh?
In addition, the swamp where the dragon skeleton was located was already filled with cursed poison. Melyucina, who was born there, was destined from the very beginning not to be a good existence, but rather to be quite filthy.

This is why Melyuchina did not have any form at the beginning.

At that time, she was just a puddle of mud in the Dragon Skeleton Swamp, a mass of filth.

The reason why she became so beautiful and pitiful was because the person who pulled her out of the mud possessed a beauty that shocked her soul, so that Melyusina, who longed for that beauty, had the most beautiful appearance and shape in all of Britain the moment she was pulled out.

This is why Melyuchina has always claimed that her true appearance is very filthy.

Her limbs were covered in mud and her cheeks were covered in filth, but in that state she still retained her appearance as "Melyucina" and did not turn back to the original form of a pool of mud.

The reason was simple. At that time, she still had spiritual support and was still longing for the person who gave her everything, so she instinctively maintained the appearance of a girl.

But now, her heart was broken, her persistence was ruthlessly torn apart by Lige and Percival, and she had truly lost everything.

The beautiful appearance of the person she admired most was covered by the shadow of darkness, and Melyuchina was finally unable to maintain her girlish form any longer.

If the Fairy Knight Lancelot is a fairy, then Melyucina, who took back the name given by that person, is half dragon and half fairy, just like the legend of pan-human history.

And now, the fairy part of her has been completely lost, and naturally she has become a complete dragon, a complete monster.

Melyuchina in this form is her true appearance.

The final form of the Albion dragon's tip will naturally be a sad dragon with both its mind and body dead.

"Roar!!!"

What had been Melyucina let out a roar like a wail.

She has completely lost her memories of being "Lancelot" and "Melyucina", and has turned into an irrational and emotionless dragon.

There is no doubt that Melyuchina in this state will be more powerful than before.

However, this power will no longer be directed towards Lige and the allied forces, but towards the entire fairy country of Britain.

In the original novel, when Morgan died and the throne was vacant, the monsters in the big cave were awakened, and the "Great Disaster" that occurs once every thousand years officially broke out. Melyucina, who had lost everything, also turned into this appearance.

In this state, she also became a part of the "Great Disaster", which was called - "The Disaster of Fire".

however--

"The Great Disaster hasn't really erupted yet. You're here a little too early, Fire Disaster."

When the pitch-black dragon, which was about to burn down all of Britain and covered with a cold inorganic shell like steel armor, was about to flap its wings and fly into the sky, Liger's figure suddenly appeared in front of it.

"Roar!"

The Disaster Dragon seemed to sense some danger, and it suddenly lowered its head, gathering astonishing magic power in its mouth and was about to spurt it towards Lige.

But before that, Lige had already placed one hand on the black dragon.

"[Inaction transformation]."

At this moment, Long, who had lost everything, even his soul was controlled by others.

Liger forcefully invaded the dragon's body, ignoring its threats and completely grasping its soul in his hands.

"------!"

The pitch-black dragon, which was as big as a black dragon fighter jet, suddenly froze, and the huge amount of magic power gathered in its mouth dissipated involuntarily.

"Click... click click..."

Cracks began to appear on the dark dragon's body, making it look like a broken sculpture that was slowly cracking.

"boom!"

Not long after, with a sound like breaking glass, the shell of the black dragon shattered.

The silver-haired fairy girl appeared at the heart of the dragon, naked and with her eyes closed, like a princess sleeping in a crystal coffin, beautiful and pure.

Melyusina, who had regained her girlish appearance, fell from mid-air and landed in Lige's arms.

"Well……"

The girl's eyelids trembled slightly, and after a long time, she finally opened them with difficulty.

What caught his eye was Britain's iconic dusk sky, and the remains of dragon shells flying in the sky like fragments of black crystal.

The young man stood in this scene, hugged her, looked down at her, and met her eyes.

This scene made the girl look dazed.

no way.

Thinking back to when she first possessed something called "emotion" from that unconscious state and was pulled out of the filthy black swamp, the first scene she saw seemed to be similar.

However, this time, the person who pulled her out of the abyss swamp was not her who possessed the enviable beauty, but a strong boy who was more powerful than herself.

"Don't thank me."

The boy's eyes looking at the girl were not gentle, but very deep.

"You'll have to pay it back later."

Melyusina didn't even have the energy to smile bitterly after hearing these inconsiderate words. She closed her eyes again and fell into a deep sleep...

(End of this chapter)