I, the Masked Swordsman, started my journey through a Lostbelt.

All calamities must be eradicated.

The figure of the Cursed Hand also appeared in Oxford, overlooking the land and exuding a repulsive and ominous aura.

Many fairies were unable to resist this pressure.

However, Woodworth took the first step.

"Don't even think about attacking this fairy kingdom... This is a kingdom she spent a thousand years to obtain! She won't let scum like you destroy it!"

The white mane transformed into a raging wind that swept across the battlefield.

Known as the star's heat-dissipating organ, he once again used all his strength, never backing down even when facing the cursed hand.

The filth was torn apart by Woodworth's claws.

As he brandished his claws, filth also corroded his flesh.

Fairies are corrupted by the mere touch of calamity, while the Fang Clan simply possesses the strongest resistance.

Woodworth, being Ya Ling, has a strong resistance.

However, this could not prevent the corruption from taking hold; the more Moss he killed, the more corruption would taint him.

Flesh and blood are being scorched by the filth.

A warmth gradually came into view, and his claws had lost all feeling at some point.

The consciousness in the brain gradually becomes numb and monotonous.

Calamities are like weeds that cannot be burned out; no matter how many times they are killed, they will keep sprouting from the ground.

There was another unpleasant thing.

His mane, which he was so proud of and which His Majesty favored, has now been stained with unclean filth.

Before I knew it, the members of the Fang Clan around me began to fall one after another.

In the end, Woodworth was the only one left in the entire city of Oxford.

He still showed no sign of fear.

"Kill! Kill! I am Woodworth, the sword of Britain in His Majesty's hand, the Grand Duke of Scarlet, the elder of the Fang Clan! I will purify you calamities here! I will protect the Fairy Kingdom!"

Grand Duke Scarlet Flame and Calamity clashed in battle.

The flames illuminated his filthy beastly body.

Even until the very end, they were thinking about the future of the Fairy Kingdom, and they didn't care if they were to perish in this battle.

Oxford was in dire straits, on the verge of collapse.

After Gloucester fell, Morrigan used the water mirror magic left by Morgan to lead everyone to Lentinion.

The situation here is also not optimistic.

The Morse tide crashed against the cracked walls of Lentinion.

The fire has not yet spread to or affected the city.

"Lentinion is now also...!"

Morrigan's face was extremely gloomy.

Now all of Britain is heading toward destruction, and what exactly is the only way that Duvey speaks of?

We can still rely on the Servants for defense.

But seeing that the flow of mors shows no sign of stopping, how long can they hold out?

Just when everyone was at a loss.

Suddenly, a beam of magical energy swept across the distant sky.

A crack was cleaved open in the Morse tide.

Everyone looked in the direction from which the beam of light came, and there stood a fortress floating in the air.

It is moving toward the skies above Lentinion.

"It's finally here! As long as we step onto that sky garden, we can at least avoid the calamities that will descend from the ground!"

Clara had been waiting for a long time.

When the calamity occurred, Duvi successfully issued the order for evacuation through communication with his followers.

There is no better way to avoid disaster than the Hanging Gardens.

It was the Noah's Ark for fairies and humans...

"Lord Semiramis, please move the refugees from the city to the interior of the garden! The situation is critical!"

Clara looked up toward the direction of the Hanging Gardens.

An image composed of magic characters appeared before her; it was Semiramis.

“Normally I wouldn’t allow anyone to set foot in my Hanging Gardens, let alone refugees like you. However, since this is the Master’s order, there’s no other way. I’ll make an exception and let you come up.”

"Once you step into that teleportation array, I can move people inside the garden. How many you can save is up to you."

Semiramis's words did not convey much emotion.

Whether she was a fairy or a human didn't matter; the only thing she valued was the orders her Master gave her.

Only she can do this.

After all, they've said things like that.

We can't afford to do nothing.

Semiramis's support undoubtedly gave everyone hope, and the remaining refugees quickly moved into the teleportation array.

That's all everyone can do.

A desperate drama of destruction is unfolding in Britain.

The residents of Norwich are vying for the only two sailboats.

Humans and fairies split into two factions and fought each other.

In front of a tavern on the main commercial street, a young human was comforting a timid fairy woman.

They moved to Oxford hoping to become residents of the emerging privileged class.

The residents were utterly powerless after the defeat and destruction of the Fang Clan by Moss.

Salisbury chose to close the door in self-defense.

In the end, however, they met with the most tragic ending imaginable.

Only Lentinion burned quietly.

The fairies and humans in the city help each other, and even rescued a fairy who was on the run.

Fairies protect humanity with their courage.

The whole of Britain was plunged into hell, like dry tinder being set ablaze.

Hope was placed on the Queen and the Knight.

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Camelot fulfills the original purpose of its creation.

The entire city was built by Morgan to defend against Kornunos, and it is her exclusive ultimate magical costume.

The flow of magic did not stop for a moment.

It felt as smooth as breathing.

I had long anticipated that the Beast God would erupt one day, and I had rehearsed this scene countless times in my mind beforehand.

The piercing curse shook the surroundings.

A more corrosive tsunami than ever before swept in.

Bang--!!

Du Wei unleashed another sword strike that shattered the mountain.

The explosion from the collision of the two forces shook every cell in the body, causing unconsciousness to vanish in an instant.

Of the five senses, only sight and hearing remain.

As a knight, he is like an unyielding shield, blocking calamities time and time again.

With each cursed attack.

The curse that Kornunos was afflicted with grew ever stronger.