Hellish Affairs

Joyas endured the severe pain from the magic circuit all over his body, and was about to reach out to touch Avalon.

In the still lingering smoke, the sound of slowly approaching footsteps was suddenly and clearly heard.

"Even so, aren't you going to give up? Joyas."

The figure who walked up to Joyas Pendragon was none other than Witch Morgan.

Chapter 416 The Last Curse

The city of Camelot has been turned into ruins.

There are rubble of buildings and burning flames everywhere.

In the center of the most severely damaged battlefield, the fallen holy sword user was looking at each other with a mysterious woman.

Joyas looked at the silver-haired witch with blue eyes, and said with a wry smile, "Morgan—cough cough."

Before he could speak, the severe pain in his body stopped his words.

"...Sorry, let me take out Avalon first."

Several chains immediately wrapped around the removed scabbard and tightened it.

Unable to move, Joyas saw his Avalon being held by Morgan.

"Do you think I'll give you this chance? Now I'm your enemy, Holy Sword Maker."

Morgan looked down at Joyas, then said indifferently.

The witch's white and flawless slender fingers gently scratched the cold scabbard.

But seeing the other party's serious injury, she still bit her lips unconsciously.

"Ah, that seems to be the case." Joyas pretended to have suddenly realized it, as if he had just discovered it.

In fact, he planned to rush to the place where the Lion King was with the holy sword after he repaired his body.

Now that the Calamity Dragon has been defeated, just change Artoria back to her original appearance.

This singularity is fixed.

Joyas does not need to be an enemy of Morgan in front of him.

But since he was stopped here by Morgan, he could only say helplessly: "Morgan's 'I' in this world has already been defeated. There is no need for you and me to become enemies, right?"

After hearing what Joyas said, Morgan sneered:

"Already knocked down that demon dragon? How naive! Holy Sword Maker, open your eyes wide and clear!"

"what……"

Joyas immediately turned his head to look, and found that the power of the underworld pouring out from the ground was actually repairing the body of the dragon.

Is it really a monster? !

Joyas, with a shocked face, couldn't help complaining in his heart.

"As long as the connection between the black dragon and the underworld is not severed, even if the whole body is completely destroyed, it will still be immortal."

Although it is a bit exaggerated to say so, Morgan's words still have some truth.

At least the Calamity Dragon whose head was patched with black air in front of him is the best proof.

So far only the amiable, kind and friendly Hercules has seen the head knocked off and can recover.

And there is a limit to the number of times that Berserker can be resurrected.

If Morgan hadn't lied, it would be almost impossible for the dragon of disaster in front of him to be wiped out before his connection with the underworld was released!

Morgan, who was holding the winning ticket, bent down, and her long silver hair, shining like a waterfall like a waterfall, slipped from behind her.

Her holy blue eyes stared at Joyas, showing a mocking smile: "Even so, do you still think you have a chance of winning? Holy Sword Maker."

"Morgan, there are some things that cannot be avoided without a chance..."

Joyas watched Morgan silently, and slowly got up like a rusty robot.

The holy grail that was still hidden in his body gushed out huge magic power, flowing in the broken body.

Even though he exists as the Unburnt, he can feel the magic power passing through the dilapidated magic circuit.

It was like a hot flame burning the tendons, and the piercing pain was constantly fed back to the brain from all parts of the body.

Joyas ignored the severe pain, and acted as if he was trying his best.

He reached out to the golden scabbard that Morgan held in his arms.

It's just that before the fingertips of his left hand touched Avalon, he stopped suddenly as if a button had been pressed.

The holy sword user completely lost control of his body.

Joyas Pendragon saw that his entire hand was covered with black poison.

He seemed to realize that when Morgan came to his side, the toxin that could not be detected by the naked eye had already spread in the air.

And Joyas' body had long been numb from the pain, that's why he didn't realize that he had been poisoned from the very beginning.

Morgan suppressed his smile, reached out and gently stroked Joyas's face, which was close at hand.

Not only the movements, but even the words can't be done.

Joyas could only watch helplessly as the silver-haired witch did whatever she wanted to him.

"As expected, you chose the most difficult path...Joyas, I really want to monopolize you like this, hold you tightly in my arms and take you to a place where no one can find you."

Morgan's suffocatingly beautiful face like a goblin approached Joyas: "But I know that if you really do this, you will definitely resent me for being like this."

The moment when Joyas embraced her.

Feeling that warmth again, she knew her true wish.

This witch who has never been loved, what she hopes for is definitely not just to hold the other party firmly in the palm of her hand.

What Morgan really wanted was the unchanged Joyas Pendragon.

She didn't want Joyas to lose that warm light like the sun.

"...so I changed my mind."

Morgan with gentle eyes reluctantly withdrew his hand, and sang in a low voice: "Accept it, Joyas Pendragon, my anger, my resentment, and at the same time my last curse, Erosion !!!”

I saw the silver-haired witch tightly grasping the shining golden magic dress with both hands, piercing straight into the heart of the holy sword user.

In an instant, countless huge magic circles suddenly appeared around the pitch-black giant dragon, which was still repairing its body.

These huge magic circles activated at the same time, flickering with black light.

It completely enveloped the huge body of the disaster dragon.

The followers in the distance felt very disturbed seeing such a change.

As for Joyas, whose heart was pierced, his pale blue eyes were quickly filled with familiar blood red.

The magic power visible to the naked eye is continuously being injected into his body through the gold of the blade!

That is the original power from the disaster dragon!

Terrifying power rushed rapidly through Joyas' body.

However, the magic power gathered by the holy sword of the star is different. The magic power of these dragons seems to have found its own destination and merged into every cell.

Began to transform every part of Joyas Pendragon's body.

"...!!!"

Joyas, who was trembling all over, clenched his teeth tightly, his scarlet eyes were as bright as if they were about to bleed.

Black air with a touch of coercion continued to emerge from his body.

The dark dragon's magic power quickly wrapped Joyas into a giant black cocoon that devoured the light.

At this time, Artoria, who had arrived late, looked at the figure standing in front of the black cocoon in shock.

"elder sister?!"

Chapter 417 The Witch's Confession

"elder sister?!"

Artoria's footsteps stopped involuntarily.

She couldn't believe it: "Why are you here?"

Although the memory is a little fuzzy, shouldn't the other party, who is the fairy of the lake, appear in Camelot?

"Artoria?"

The weak Morgan glanced at her lightly, then continued to look at the huge black cocoon.

Artoria also looked at the condensed black magic power, and asked the other party: "Is there... is Joyas?"

She could feel the aura of Joyas Pendragon from the cocoon-like magical power in front of her.

And Arturia could tell at a glance that these powers were all disaster dragons from this world!

It is impossible for Joyas with a human body to release this kind of magical power.

Then there is only one person who infused the power of the disaster dragon into the holy sword user.

Her queen sister, the owner of the British island, and a witch who has the magic dress of the gold blade——Morgan Le Fay!

"Yes."

"!!!"

The girl grasped the mysterious magic sword tightly, pointed at her sister with the tip of the sword and said angrily, "You turned Joyas into an evil dragon again! So this is your purpose?!"

"Are you so angry because I want to snatch Joyas away?" A faint smile appeared on Morgan's face: "Do you think that such a scene is only caused by me?"

A trace of astonishment flashed across Artoria's face: "What... do you mean?"