"Boom!"

With a deafening earth roar, the ground shattered in response.

Meliucina, transformed into a meteor descending from the sky, heavily struck the ground, like a meteor fall, crashing the earth.

Dust and rubble erupted and swept across the sky, and the crushed earth kept collapsing layer by layer, creating a massive pit with a diameter of at least a hundred meters in the battlefield, blowing away everything around.

"Run quickly!"

"The sandstorm is coming!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh....!"

Some unfortunate fairies fighting on the ground hurriedly tried to flee, but it was too late, directly swept into the sandstorm, disappearing from everyone’s sight quickly.

"Advance! Do not retreat!"

Noconalay, who was closer, almost got caught in it but was much calmer and steadier than the fairies. While shouting, she commanded the army to advance towards Camelot, moving away from the collapsing ground and incoming sandstorm, allowing the army to push the front line almost intact.

".......!"

Pasival, panting heavily, showed a trace of hesitation in his eyes, almost instinctively turning around, looking toward the direction where Meliucina fell.

At this time, Bagster was already suppressed by the combined efforts of Altoria and Fujimaru Ritsuka and others, gradually losing strength, showing signs of defeat.

The ability of Altoria, who completed the pilgrimage journey and rang the pilgrimage bell, indeed grew significantly. Not to mention, the power of enchantment was greatly enhanced, combined with the shadow servants summoned by Fujimaru Ritsuka, the joint defense of Matthew, Da Vinci’s various means of obstruction, and Habettelot’s line, the battle power had reversed against Bagster, no longer in a strong position.

Pasival’s holy spear also took the opportunity to smash Bagster’s Fairy Sword·Calvin, leaving Bagster weaponless.

At this moment, both sides slowed down the intensity of the battle and began to enter the mode of dialogue.

After all, Bagster originally just wanted an answer, not to fight to the death with Altoria and others.

"...You guys can go now."

Ultimately, Bagster chose to betray Morgan, yielding the main gate.

She wasn’t sure if what she did was right or wrong, but as Altoria said, even if Britain is doomed to perish, at least Pan-Human History can still persist.

As long as there can continue to exist there, then some fairies will always be able to be accepted and go to Pan-Human History.

They may not be Britain’s fairies, but northern fairies are also fairies, aren’t they?

Bagster was convinced.

So she stepped aside.

"Was it successful?"

Noconalay, just led her regiment to the main gate, seeing Bagster stepping aside, immediately shouted towards Altoria.

"Go! To the Royal City!"

Unfortunately, everyone did not move.

Because Pasival didn’t move.

"Mr. Pasival?"

Gareth, holding the knight’s spear, looked at Pasival, who did not move, somewhat puzzled and hesitantly spoke.

But before Pasival responded, new changes occurred at the place where the sandstorm rose ahead.

"Cough cough..."

Meliucina, spreading her pitch-black dragon wings, flew out from the deep ground, coughing blood as she flew, seemingly heavily injured.

But her expression soon changed, raising her twin guns.

"Clang!"

Reiger’s figure unexpectedly appeared in front of her, slashing violently with a blade, sparking splashes and surging airwaves while sending Meliucina flying.

"Swish!" "Swish!" "Swish!"...

Then, Reiger kept flickering forward, chasing after the flying Meliucina with high-speed movement, constantly slashing violently, creating a storm-like succession of blade lights.

"Clang!" "Clang!" "Clang!" "Clang!"...

Meliucina had to retreat violently while barely parrying, blocking the incoming slashes, constantly erupting the sound of gold and iron clashing and splashes of sparks.

The two fiercely collided, causing raging airwaves, flying sand and stones, making the sandstorm even more intense.

"Are those two monsters?"

Habettelot couldn’t help but click her tongue.

"Lancelot... no, Meliucina is being suppressed."

Bagster said expressionlessly.

Everyone could see that although the battle between Reiger and Meliucina was very intense and grand in scale, the former seemed to have an overwhelming advantage.

After regaining her true nature and true name, Meliucina’s power indeed increased significantly, even compared to the saints from Source World, perhaps not much inferior, even slightly surpassing.

That is to say, Meliucina’s combat power is roughly equivalent to Lv.9.

This is already a very high level. If placed in the Earth Mistake World, it could easily dominate, single-handedly crushing the supposedly strongest clans of the Loki Clan and Freyja Clan.

If it were before the upgrade, or before mastering the spell system, Reiger would find defeating such a Melusine quite challenging.

However, for Reiger now, defeating a Lv.9 is no longer that difficult.

He himself is already Lv.9, and his ability values have grown to the top tier of Lv.9, nearly reaching the limit of his current stage. Even without using spells and magic, his combat power in normal conditions definitely exceeds the Lv.9 level, comparable to powerful beings ranked in the top five under the Abyss King like Bikamo, far surpassing ordinary saints and magic masters.

Such a Reiger is already enough to suppress a Melusine equivalent to Lv.9, let alone he has also mastered the spell system and perfectly merged the spell system with his melee abilities.

Therefore, even without counting some trump card-like means, Reiger’s fully unleashed combat power exceeds his current level by at least two ranks!

In such circumstances, Melusine simply cannot be a match for Reiger.

"There’s no problem over there anymore, leave it to Reiger." Da Vinci decisively said upon seeing this, "Let’s go find Morgan."

This is the person they should be dealing with.

"Pasival!"

"Mr. Pasival!"

Fujimaru Ritsuka and Matthew also called out, persuading the unwilling Pasival.

Pasival’s hand gripping the Holy Spear involuntarily tightened.

He knows he’s currently a burden to others.

However, he really doesn’t want to leave just like that.

Simply because, no one knows that as a human, Pasival actually shares an unusual relationship with Lancelot, the strongest Elf Knight, or rather, Melusine.

Melusine is actually Pasival’s sister.

Pasival was originally born in a human ranch in the Fairy Country and grew up in the renowned freest Salisbury.

At that time, the millennium disastrous omen had begun to emerge, and fairies found it hard to resist the Mors who could pollute them. So, as the person in charge of military and defense for the Fairy Country Britain, the clan leader of the Tusk Clan, Woodworth, intended to unite with the Wind Clan to train a batch of human warriors capable of resisting Mors and even "disasters".

In such circumstances, Pasival was chosen and trained into an excellent warrior.

But after that, Woodworth abandoned the plan to have humans combat the "disasters".

So, at Aurora’s request, replacing Woodworth in training human warriors including Pasival was the strongest Elf Knight of the time—Lancelot.

Pasival thus met the then Lancelot, and under Lancelot’s training, eventually formed a sibling-like relationship with him.

At the time, the savior Ash’s Holy Spear was still sealed in the Great Chapel of Ash in Salisbury, unable to be drawn by anyone.

Pasival successfully drew it out and participated in the Camelot’s competition, standing out in the competition and getting Morgan’s attention, then being asked to join her army.

However, Perceval not only refused Morgan’s enlistment but also resolutely chose to leave Camelot and Salisbury, joining the Round Table army of the rebellious queen, becoming a leader of the Round Table.

The reason for becoming like this is simple.

He saw it.

Seeing that night, the sister crying in the rain.

That day, the prophesied child drifting from paradise left the lake area and headed to Tintagel.

That day, the Mirror Clan, which had lived continuously since over ten thousand years ago, perished while residing in the lake area of northern Britain. 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶

Pasival was very clear that the one who caused the Mirror Clan’s extinction was none other than Melusine.

As a tail of Albion, born in the lake area and existed unconsciously for thousands and thousands of years in the Dragon Corpse Swamp, Melusine should not have developed a life-or-death situation with the Mirror Clan guarding near the Dragon Corpse Swamp, nor should it have developed to a degree where Melusine would willingly wipe out their clan.

But Melusine still acted.

So she cried, and Pasival saw it.

That was the beginning of Pasival’s determination to leave.

"That’s right."

"At first, I just wanted to save her."

Pasival knew very well that the beautiful sister was deeply bound by invisible shackles.

She thought that the naming by Queen Morgan was the shackle, believed that the one who picked her up from the Dragon Corpse Swamp was the heaven-given salvation, but didn’t know it was just the opposite.

Without Morgan’s naming, she couldn’t even maintain the fairy form.

The shell granted by Morgan was actually the thing that saved her.

And that "her" was truly the shackle that bound Melusine.

Because of "her", the beautiful dragon that should have soared into the sky and flew towards the other end of the horizon lost the wings to freely fly.

Thinking of this, Pasival made a decision.

"You guys, go ahead first."

Pasival spoke in an unwavering tone.

"I will catch up very soon."