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

Although it is not as enormous as Kornunos, it is still nearly sixty meters tall.

The crimson lightning was swallowed as food.

Black smoke with man-eating properties swirled around the beast's body, and its crimson eyes held only destructive instincts.

The calamity of the beast has manifested!

Staring directly at this monstrous beast, he was utterly shocked.

Du Wei doesn't remember it being like this.

The Calamity of the Beast is a transformation of Bagst.

Only Bagst fully unleashed his power and completely abandoned reason to embrace his animalistic desires.

Only then could it possibly transform into a calamity of beasts.

Something that should never have happened happened before Du Wei's eyes, and even if he couldn't believe it, he could only try to process it.

"Goo-a-ah!"

Bagst gripped his breastplate tightly with his left hand.

The instant she looked directly at the Beast Calamity, she felt as if she were seeing the ugliest and most repulsive being.

Fear, anxiety and other emotions surfaced in my mind.

Why does it exist?

I wanted to look away from it, but no matter what I did, I couldn't move my body.

My heart felt like it was being tightly gripped.

Cold sweat kept pouring out from the back of my head.

"Hoo... Ha... Ha...!"

Bagst turned deathly pale.

She was supporting her body with the silver-white greatsword.

The reason they were able to stand firm was entirely due to their willpower and their unwavering determination to protect Du Wei.

Beast's Calamity. Bagst.

The Curse of Calamity: Cornunus.

Both great calamities have gathered in Camelot, so will the final calamity of fire appear?

A bad feeling still rose in Du Wei's heart.

"roar--!!"

The dragon's roar pierced the sky and resounded throughout the skies of Britain.

The prophecy came true.

...divide...line...

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The Great Purge of Britain began, and so did the conquest of tyranny.

Chapter Twenty-One: Understanding, but Not Approval [Please Subscribe! Please Give Flowers!]

The first thing to fall from the sky was the Crimson Magic Bullet.

Morgan deployed a defensive technique.

Bang bang—!

The seemingly indestructible defensive spell shattered and dissipated, leaving behind the dragon's might that followed the explosion on the ground.

The crimson flames scorched the ground until it was black.

The attacking force is the Boundary Dragon.

Unlike Melusine's pure and radiant azure light, it emitted a blood-red magical light.

The dragon's wings trembled slightly, ignoring inertia.

It hovered and flew above the ruins of Camelot, its blood-red dragon eyes devoid of the rationality expected of an intelligent being.

That is the grudge left behind by the northern demons.

The scattered cells of the dragon's corpse (Melusin) have other purposes, so let them be used as a calamity to destroy the fairy kingdom.

It is the final device that burns away fairies.

Albion originally existed here as a corpse, having long since lost "pain, sorrow, joy, and love".

An electric current (instruction) flashes through a brain filled with destructive desires.

Reason: Unknown.

Objective: To destroy the entire island of Britain.

Objective: Destroy the Fairy Knights who are preventing this unit from moving. The enemy unit is located in the center of the Camelot Ruins.

Action: To eliminate, to eradicate.

Speeding through the blood-red, dark sky, soaring through the air as if the wind were howling—a purely destructive idea.

The magical breath possesses the power of divinely crafted weapons.

Even the strongest defensive spell 127 can be torn apart by powerful firepower.

Its heat alone can tear apart the earth's breath, accelerating it regardless of temperature or air pressure.

Albion, the Calamity of Flame.

This was the last of the monstrous beasts to arrive at the ruins.

Flame, curse, beast.

They are all beings that have been brewing in Britain for fourteen thousand years.

Their common goal is to destroy the entire island of Britain.

"Gurgle...! Why, why... would Albion, who is similar to me...!?"

Melusine was like Bagst.

The sensation emanating from his chest was piercing his consciousness, and a look of pain and disgust appeared on his face.

The color had faded considerably from his face.

Melusin did not go berserk, but an extremely illogical calamity of fire appeared before her eyes.

Du Wei could sense the immense mass emanating from them.

Each calamity contains at least a million souls.

At least several times his.

"Can you still stand up? If you can't fight, then leave this to me."

Du Wei said this to the two women.

There was no intention to back down in his words.

The two women trembled as they faced the abhorrent calamity once again.

Compared to the first impression, the body's ability to accept it is much better in all aspects.

"...I can still fight!"

Bagst gripped his greatsword, his eyes fixed on the Beast's Calamity.

There's a feeling that it shouldn't be left here.

It's like the bestial nature of a black dog that I've always loathed, and I want to completely eradicate it here.

Perhaps, it was precisely because I saw myself that I realized this.

That's why I was stimulated like that.

"Me too. Since it's the Dragon of Albion, I must personally take care of it!"

A resolute glint flashed in Melusinlong's eyes.

Yes, she fears the Calamity of Fire.

It wasn't that I was afraid of its immense power, but rather that I was afraid of falling into its form.

The same goes for Bagst.

Fearing that he might become a beastly demon hound.

They all have love they want to give, so they can't let themselves show such an ugly side here.

Especially in front of Du Wei.

“Morgan, I’m leaving Bavanshi to you. I’ll handle the calamity extermination; we can’t let them leave here.”

"I will support you with the Holy Lance."

Morgan held the wand, which shimmered with magical light.