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

"Without recession and prosperity, how can it be called a country, Your Majesty Morgan, Britain is not your garden, it is time to wake up from your girlish dream."

Morgan sighed, and a terrifying energy flashed out from his sword, axe, spear, and staff. "...I was really underestimated."

"Even if only my head is left, how could I be killed by a bunch of you?"

Yes, that's right. How could Spriggan not know this? He knew very well that Eugen only needed one Holy Lance to destroy the entire Norwich!

So, how could he not be prepared?

"Pa pa——", Spriggan clapped his hands. A corpse...but the heaving chest proved that it was still alive.

That is...

Morgan was stunned when he saw his 'daughter' Ba Wanxi, who was nearly dying. He froze in his tracks. At that moment, Morgan was knocked to the ground in a pool of blood. Even at the end, Morgan was still muttering about what he had just seen, "...Ba Wanxi"

Bawanshi, whose soul began to rot, shed tears of pain. She finally understood and understood her mother's intentions.

"Thank you, Witch-sama. Although everyone is saying bad things about you, I am grateful to you. For us, thank you. For trash like me, thank you."

"Thank you for your hard work. May you rest in peace."

“…”

At the beginning, I didn’t have any companions around me. I was not a savior, but was called a witch.

When I opened my eyes in Orkney, I inherited the knowledge and memories from my other self, the Morgan of pan-human history, that is, me. Even though I knew I would be shattered, I entrusted everything to my Fairy Queen.

I know Morgan's fate, a woman who could not find a home in pan-human history, a woman who was born as the heir to the British Isles but was defeated by King Arthur.

For Morgan, the British Isles were everything. If he could not obtain the British Isles, it would have no value to him at all.

Morgan's value will continue to disappear. After being summoned to the British Lostbelt and seeing the tragic state of the island, I sighed that this was indeed the case.

But... do you think so too?

"If it were this British island, this time I would definitely..."

"As someone without a home, I must protect a new one!!! Although I shoulder the mission of Paradise and destroy the British Isles, I love this place deeply, even if it's a Lostbelt."

I also...wanted to do the same, so I lived on as 'me'.

After that, the fairies began to denounce and shout, "Witch! Witch! Damn witch! The disaster is so horrific, yet you are the only one who survived!"

Is that so... But for Britain, the fairies must be healed first, Morgan thought. Time and again, he eliminated disasters and mediated conflicts between clans...

Being called a witch again and again, and having my heart broken again and again.

But it doesn’t matter, she doesn’t love fairies, what she loves is the British island!

This is the country she created and it has become her home!

It was Britain, which she would never be able to obtain in pan-human history!

In order to build such a country, she would spare no expense!

After much deliberation on what measures to take, I finally realized that the final solution was to protect the fairies...

After that, I met trustworthy companions, traveled around, and got used to pretending to be a savior. I thought that if I was a savior, the fairy who gave me the name would be happy, so I changed my name to Ash.

Londinium fell and my companions left me, but it doesn’t matter. This time I will build my ideal country, build my Britain.

I... was born only for this, and for this, I will be torn to pieces... My Britain, my fairy country, although it was originally planned to be a more cruel country, but if it is like this, she will be too pitiful.

So I set it to be a little softer.

Allow smiles to exist, allow happiness to exist, allow bonds to exist, allow development, may this country continue to exist...

I am a traitor to humanity, carrying the mission of paradise, but realizing my own dream. Although the fairy kingdom is isolated by the wall of the end, it is still a world with the same coordinates on the planet.

There will also be guests from pan-human history visiting——

Morgan never said much, but she was extremely proud—

"How is my country? It's a beautiful country, a dream country! Nothing could make me happier than this."

"Welcome to Britain, the Fairy Kingdom, my guest."

I hope this scenery will remain in your memory.

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In the Myriad Worlds

After everyone saw the mental activities of the pan-human Smorgan or the Lostbelt Morgan, they were completely silent.

Is this Morgan?

A fairy who wanted to go home? A king who betrayed human nature and created a home of her own?

Having a place to stay does not mean having a place to stay, it also implies not being accepted by others. The ideal country Morgan wants is a gentle Britain that can accept her.

But if you want to build such an utopia, you can't rely on domination alone. Later, Morgan began to protect the fairies. At first it was just a means, but later he gradually fell in love with it.

But that's what hurt Morgan...

Everyone sighed, and at this moment they finally knew what kind of ending this extremely talented witch in the divine realm would have.

This is the same torture as King Arthur in pan-human history.

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

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"Swish——", the ice blade cut through the space and in the blink of an eye cut off the nearest hundreds of soldiers!

Morgan was seriously injured and wanted to return to the Jade Throne. The goblins gathered on the Jade Throne and watched this scene without making any movement. The goblins' evil nature was fully revealed at this moment!

Not willing to take risks, not willing to sacrifice, just watching the changes and reaping the benefits, how ugly and disgusting it is.

Aurora's voice echoed, and she said bluntly that Morgan was Ash, not a British fairy, but an external enemy.

Morgan's ultimate goal is to dominate the British Isles, to the extent of causing disasters, disrupting clan bonds, and leading to the destruction of Londinium!

It even killed Uther, the King of Britain, causing Britain to fall apart. It was precisely because of the bloodshed and hatred of this war that the British Isles would face their greatest disaster.

Morgan used our important World Tree for his own selfish purposes, stealing the magic power stored in the World Tree, causing it to wither. He used the magic power to resurrect our fairies through a technique called Chaldean Summoning!

The Command Seals we fairies possess were not engraved in Camelot, but are the slave marks that all people are born with, dedicating their accumulated time and magic power to Morgan!

The fairies in the audience were boiling with excitement!

After hearing this 'fact', their eyes turned red and they stared at the seriously injured Morgan as if they wanted to eat him, but no one dared to step forward.

Weak, selfish, cowardly, greedy, stupid, like a swamp full of bacteria, spreading madly -

There were sounds of smashing and destruction everywhere——

Evil witch, evil witch!

The goblins surrounding Morgan also rebelled completely and continued to attack Morgan.

"No...it's not like that, it's not like that, let me go back, stop, let me go back to the throne," Morgan said with difficulty.

"Shut up! Witch! Damn witch! We were so lazy. We could have created a better world! It's useless! You are so useless!", the long knife stabbed into Morgan's body.

Morgan struggled in pain, "Let me... go back to the Amyrlin. I don't want to... lose... Britain again...!"

But Morgan's voice was too weak to be heard amid the shouts of the people, and the goblins had red eyes as if they wanted to eat Morgan alive, and that was exactly what happened.

Morgan and Bawanshi were killed together...even their bodies were not intact...

The king...is gone.

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In the Myriad Worlds

Everyone's scalps were swelling, they could hardly control the anger in their hearts, and veins on their foreheads bulged!

How...how ridiculous!!!

For the savior, Morgan was killed by the goblin he protected, not by the enemy, not by Chaldea, and certainly not by the child of prophecy.

But the fairy she was protecting was simply bewitched by someone and killed her? !

This... is simply ridiculous!!!

Chapter 318: Finale! The Poem of the End! The Ancient God Awakens!!! The True Boss!

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Morgan and Bawanxi were killed without a complete body, and even the next generation will not exist. Under the call of all the monsters, Britain will usher in a new king and a glorious day!

There are also preparations for the crowning ceremony... Artoria of Camelot was completely shocked upon hearing the news.

Queen Morgan...died just like that...one could even say that she, the child of prophecy, had become dispensable. The people around her cheered, but Altria fell silent.

In the darkness, Bawanxi's body gradually disappeared, but tears kept flowing from the corners of her eyes.

She finally remembered everything that happened in the past. It turned out that her mother valued her so much.

Long ago, her mother once asked her, "Why, why does it always turn out like this, Bawanshi!"

As if lamenting my own affairs, the person held me, but I was already dead, I have always been dead

"I'm always a step late, always realizing it after you've become like this," Morgan lamented. "Even if I'm reincarnated, you'll always be... because of these..."

"Being used, being deceived, being used because it's useful, being discarded because it's broken. If you're deceived, then you get angry. If you're treated roughly, then you run away!"

"But why-! Why would you ever forgive them!-", Morgan was puzzled.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Witch-sama. I'm sorry that the ending this time is still death. Although I have no impression of this generation, thank you for always crying for me.

But please don't mind me, because I am an unnecessary fairy and I can only be of this little use to you.

If I am wasted, everyone in the village will be happy, which must be a good thing.

"How is it possible? In this Britain, you, you are, you are the only one who will thank me! I will definitely save you, you are the only one I must save!"

"I must find you before the next generation of you is picked up by the fairies! And I must be happy next time!" Morgan said firmly.

But...no.

Mother searched many times, but the result was still the same. Ba Wanxi from the village, Ba Wanxi who always had a smile on her face, would eventually become like a rag if she kept pretending to be a "good person".

So Mother said... I was resurrected in Darlington, my soul was wiped out, and there will be no next time.

"Live more violently, live more cruelly, otherwise you won't survive!"

"Just once, just once. If I can have a happy life, I'd sacrifice my dreams for it—"

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Bawanshi cried loudly,

I still couldn't survive this time. I hated goblins so much. They always bullied me. I didn't have any friends because I was always dirty. But - I met a little goblin who could have a normal conversation with me.

It's incredible. All the fairies in Britain hate me, but this little girl is the only one I can have a normal conversation with.

What was the little girl's name—what was the street's name—

She didn't remember what happened after that, she didn't remember anything at all, she only remembered that little girl had blonde hair...

So dazzling——

"That guy is, Bawanshi? Right? What should we do with her?" the fairy official asked puzzledly.

"We have to take revenge on this guy. We should be careful. After all, she is Morgan's daughter. We share the same crime." The goblins wanted to catch Bavanshi.

However, they found that Ba Wanxi's hands and feet had already rotted away. The goblin officials felt nauseous and after some discussion, they decided to throw her from behind the throne and into the big hole.

The goblin official threw Bawanshi in as if he were throwing away garbage.

There was a buzzing in her ears, and the falling strong wind rushed into her mouth and nasal cavity. Bawanxi barely opened her eyes, and her body continued to fall.

The vision grew darker and darker, tears streaming down her face. "I couldn't stop it, I couldn't stop it! Mother was in danger, and I was too scared to stop her."

"Haha ...

The sharp sound echoed at the entrance of the cave. She laughed wildly, twisted her body, looked hideous, desperate, and cried bitterly.

"...Enough, enough, I'm tired, I don't want to stay in this place anymore, yes, let's run away, disappear, there's a...hole"

Bawanxi's figure was rapidly swallowed up. She embraced the darkness, embraced the abyss, and murmured softly, calling out, "Cornus, Cornus..."

"The only thing Mother fears is the terrifying god, Cornus. Under the huge hole, the blood-red eyes, the lid of the end that has been unable to close for 2000 years."

Hundreds of meters, thousands of meters, tens of thousands of meters...Finally, Bawanxi saw it——