Identify the representative of the class of contrasts in all worlds, I am the sun

Morgan alone defeated the entire British military force!

From the very beginning, that woman could kill all the goblins and rebels without moving from her throne!

"Oh no! Where are Blanca, Ritsuka and the others? Where is Altria?" Oberon was so frightened for the first time.

He desperately miniaturized himself and jumped onto the Hawk Moth. He had a bad feeling, of course, not about someone around him. I don't know other people's luck, I only know my own luck.

That premonition kept repeating: my mission would end during the Camelot War.

"Hurry up, hurry up! If we lose to Morgan, we can still save him, but if we win, it will be terrible! We must not let Auberon let his guard down!"

"We should remind her to be extremely careful. Even after one or two battles, she should not let down her guard!" Oberon quickly rushed to the throne.

When he arrived at the scene, there was no time to remind her, and no time to care about which side to protect, Ritsuka or Altria?

This is clear by the process of elimination. There is nothing wrong with Ritsuka. She is a bystander like me, and fate will not lock her up here.

Therefore, there is only one person who needs to be saved here, and that is that silly girl. She is reckless and has a shockingly low self-esteem, but she refuses to admit defeat and is disobedient.

It's like holding a gem in both hands, I really don't understand... That's why Oberon blocked the attack for Altria.

In the dazzling pure white light, Oberon turned into white light and disappeared on the spot.

In this case, it would be nice if it gets warmer at night, hehe... I've been hiding this from everyone because I'm embarrassed. I recall a certain insignificant winter when I had nowhere to escape and no time to say goodbye.

Although I regret it very much, there is nothing I can do. I will just treat it as a fallen chandelier and give up. Oberon finally sighed.

The winter light envelopes my whole body. Although I need to hibernate, it feels a little too early.

“…”

The entire Camelot turned into a sea of fire, with sounds of fighting and wailing everywhere, and the flames devoured this prosperous city.

It was a sudden storm, a sudden drop of the stage curtain, and the shadow of the queen that appeared in the sky above Camelot, mercilessly igniting the ground.

When they wanted to retreat, the road they came from had turned into a wall. They wanted to hide in a building, but the queen set her city and the rebels on fire, leaving no one alive.

The desperate counterattack had no effect on the queen, only one-sided killing. The attack horn turned into the wail of retreat, and when she realized that she couldn't even retreat, only resentment remained.

Witch, that is a witch, that is not a queen at all, that is torture, ridicule, the incarnation of the goblins who destroy death, that is the witch of Britain.

All the goblins realized this, but it was too late.

"Oberon... everyone... even Muramasa...", Artoria's hands were shaking so much that she could hardly hold the staff.

"I will not let any rebels go, including foreign magicians," Morgan declared expressionlessly. "This is the price you pay for getting carried away after just one pilgrimage. This sin will be borne by all those who have praised you to the skies."

"Let's meet the end of our mission together. My fairy kingdom has no need for paradise, nor does it need the outside world."

Artoria's heart was completely destroyed, her eyes gradually became empty, and her scarred body could no longer hide the damage.

"Everyone died because of your ignorance. You didn't have any great enlightenment, and you had no chance of winning. You came here without trusting anyone."

"Immature fairy of paradise, my compatriots dancing in the prophecy, no one will thank you, no one will repay you, no one will sing praises to you, and no one will share happiness with you."

"Dying alone on the blood-stained hills is like you in pan-human history"

Altria choked with sobs and couldn't utter a word, tears streaming down her face like a burst dam, unable to stop.

"When you aim to save Britain, you seal the fate of the Child of Prophecy. Something that is already dead cannot be saved."

"The one you should fight is not me, but the mission that drives you"

As soon as he finished speaking, Morgan's figure disappeared again. Not only did the Morgan in front of him disappear, but Morgans everywhere disappeared again. Only the confused Altria and the Chaldea group, whose life or death was unknown, were left.

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In the Myriad Worlds

Everyone was once again shocked by this reversal of the situation.

Magician, is this how you play?

I created countless clones that were no weaker than myself to fight against the entire fairy kingdom. You thought you defeated me, but you only defeated one!

Many magicians have begun to experiment with the possibility of unlimited clones. Of course, without a vast foundation of magical power, don't even think about it.

But...isn't the balance of victory now leaning towards Morgan again?

As expected of a genius in the top field of the Age of Gods, everyone sighed and put themselves into Chaldea's perspective. For a moment, they couldn't think of any good solution.

Could it be that Morgan is the final winner?

............

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In front of the throne, Clerk Meldic collapsed to the ground with blood splattering all over his body.

Woodward, with disheveled hair and looking like a demon, crawled out in his deathbed.

"Woodworth, you're still alive," Morgan said calmly, looking at the devilish face without any change. "Did you use the underground path? Or did you tell you during the Morse War?"

"You're so lucky to remember something that happened 1000 years ago."

"...Of course, just in case, you only told me one person," Woodwards said with difficulty, his voice hoarse and dry. "I... Woodward, have never forgotten..."

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, please listen to me, Your Majesty—where is the Son of Prophecy, where is Belial?" Woodward muttered madly, "No... no no no, such trivial matters are completely insignificant!"

Woodward's bloodshot eyes turned to the king who was looking down at him. Hesitantly but urgently asked, "Your Majesty, why didn't you send me reinforcements? Why did you let the Fang Clan perish without help?"

"Please tell me, Your Majesty, Your Majesty Morgan!"

Morgan was a little confused. "Are you talking about Londinium? That's a strange question. I sent reinforcements, but they didn't work just like you did."

Woodward suddenly collapsed to the ground, yelling in disbelief, as if he had collapsed!

He recalled what Aurora had said to him—

"You said you believed in His Majesty no matter what, but don't forget one thing: if His Majesty said, 'I did not send reinforcements,' that was correct. His Majesty trusted the power and did not feel the need to send reinforcements."

"But if she answered yes, that would be a lie, a lie meant to deceive you, a lie meant to abandon the Fang Clan."

"Because no reinforcements were actually sent. This is the only thing that deceived you. Her Majesty the Queen intends to throw it away after using it."

Thinking back on all this, Woodward's eyes suddenly became extremely angry!

He screamed 'Morgan's' name and rushed towards Morgan madly with his last vitality. Morgan did not expect Woodward to attack him like this and was seriously injured.

The demon officials in the audience could only wail and scream, which was of no use at all.

"Kill...kill! I've been waiting for 2000 years of loyalty, I've been waiting for 1000 years of loyalty, and you (Nuohao Zhao) actually treat it as a joke!" Woodward used up his last strength to deliver a final blow, then collapsed to the ground, unable to stop crying and laughing.

"You don't understand love! You don't have love!"

"Die! Die! Die! Die! I don't need a master who doesn't love me! Damn witch! Witch! It was my folly to trust you!"

"I am the king that suits Britain! As a member of the Arling race, I should be at the top! What fairy kingdom? What for our country? If, if it weren't for you!!!"

As Woodward was about to rush forward, the dagger in Morgan's hand pierced him at this moment. The cold touch made him calm down a little.

"...Really, you worked so hard to learn those etiquettes, but you are still so stupid." Morgan was not angry, nor did she roar. She was still so calm, and her hand gently stroked Woodward's face.

"These bloodshot eyes are truly hideous, but..."

"Only your fur color has not changed, young hero, brave Woodward," Morgan whispered. "Your fur color is the gentlest and most lovely in Britain."

"...Your Majesty...!" When he met those cold and clear eyes, Woodward knew that he had been deceived.

Tears of regret could not stop flowing from his eyes. He said painfully, "If you hadn't said it, if you hadn't said it, I wouldn't have understood."

"Please forgive me... Please forgive me, Your Majesty. Obviously... Obviously I am loved so much."

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In the Myriad Worlds

Everyone was completely stunned.

No, you call this a tyrant? ! !

From the beginning till now, Morgan is simply the perfect king!!!

Chaldea

"Let me go, Mashu!!! I want to beat Sister Wang to death! Don't stop me!!!", Chaos Evil Gudako went crazy!

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Chapter 317 ends! Morgan falls! The Ten Thousand Worlds are filled with grief and anger!

Einzbern family

"Ahhh! My sister Wang! I'm really crying!"

"Big Dog, Sister Wang really did send reinforcements!"

Morgan deliberately let Woodward in just to see if his Morse transformation was still possible.

'This part really made me cry so hard, sob'

"The kings of pan-human history and the Lostbelts were all accused by their subordinates of not understanding human nature."

"Perhaps Morgan wasn't on guard because he trusted and valued Woodward."

Morgan, convinced that Woodward's transformation into Morse was irreversible, struck him with his dagger.

"Big Dog, you've been deceived! You've led the Fang Clan in protecting Britain for thousands of years, wholeheartedly, to protect the Queen. You've even taken the lead in eating a vegetarian diet and learning etiquette to control your instincts. How could the Queen not trust you?"

"After a thousand years of loyalty, even Morgan, who has been repeatedly backstabbed, will let down his guard."

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Aqua: "Wait! You call that a tyrant?! This is the perfect Queen! She told her subordinates to rest when they weren't doing their job properly, and then she single-handedly turned the tide when the rebels broke into her headquarters. She wasn't even angry about her subordinates' betrayal. A tyrant like that, that Fat Tiger, isn't he?"

Chuunibun: "Hmph! Just a bastard! What do you know about being a king?! A true king should be like me, ahem, hahahahahahahahahaha!"

[Red A: "Hmm? Didn't your Uruk kingdom perish a long time ago under your leadership?" Doubt.jpg]

[Chuunibaku: "You bastard! Do you want to die?!"]

Merlin: "Hehe, you're also a king who doesn't understand people's hearts. A witch who's good at playing with people's hearts has actually been fooled by others. This is really ridiculous."

[Kuppy: "Your fur is the gentlest and cutest in Britain~~ It's ten thousand times more delightful than **! This moment of pain and regret is simply unbearable."]

[Homura Akemi: "Haha, go to hell, you bastard!"]

Woodward: "...Your Majesty... I am so foolish! I was so favored, yet I committed such a heinous act. Please, Your Majesty, grant me death!"

[Monster Concubine Morgan: "Your life is still useful. I'll sentence you to 500 years of solitary confinement. Think about it carefully."]

Chaos Evil Gudako: "Wuwuwu! Sister Wang, you are truly perfect! You are simply my god! Sister Wang is the true savior! I have decided to beat you to death!" 937

Shirai Kuroko: "So Sister Wang was severely injured and that's the end of it?"

[Altria: "Sister Wang... I won't lose like this! Although I just severely damaged your body, with your magic level, you can definitely recover in a short time! And no one can seriously injure you again this time!"]

Goetia: "Hmph, that's not necessarily true. A king who is indecisive could be caught at any time."

Iskandar: "What a shame! Ultimately, I'll be defeated by my own softness."

Qin Shi Huang: "Ministers can only see their own families, while rulers only see the world. How sad, how sad!"

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The black veil fell, revealing the seriously injured Morgan's beautiful face, even though there was glaring blood flowing down his cheek.

Morgan looked at Woodwards who had turned into Morse, and with a wave of his hand, Morse turned into ashes and disappeared.

Morgan wanted to return to the throne, but he didn't know when the throne had been surrounded by a large number of elite soldiers, led by Lord Spriggan of Norwich!

How ridiculous it was that the former king was now surrounded by his own people, struggling like a trapped beast.

"You no longer need to return to the throne, because you are no longer qualified."

Morgan looked at Spriggan coldly, "Are you the one who brought Woodward here? Are you tired of living a long life? Spriggan, I didn't expect you to destroy yourself here."

That's right, even though Morgan was seriously injured, she didn't take the army in front of her seriously at all. Whether it was goblins or knights, everything was still under her control.

"No, no, no, although I often worry about my lifespan, these are two different things. This time we really have the key to victory. I even feel that now is the only time."

Spriggan said devoutly, "Your Fairy Kingdom is indeed excellent. As the king for 2000 years, I'm afraid no one else can do it except you."

"But it's still a bit boring. Artistic buds can't take root and sprout in soil where cross-cultural exchanges are prohibited."