Chapter 1084: General Attack on Oxford

Oxford.

The city is located between Camelot and Norwich.

Since the Tooth Clan defeated the Earth Clan and occupied Oxford seven hundred years ago, it has become the base camp of the Tooth Clan, and the Earth Clan had to migrate to Norwich.

Regarding the city of Oxford, the most famous point is that "there are only vegetarian restaurants in the whole city".

It was Woodworth's confession that the Fang Clan destroyed the Wing Clan, so he made the rule that "all Fang Fairies can only eat vegetarian food".

Although the Fang clan destroyed the Wing clan, it happened in the 800th year of the queen's calendar.

Woodworth was born in the 1000th year of the Queen's calendar.

The destruction of the Winged Clan has nothing to do with Woodworth, and he has no relevant memories, but at that time, his predecessor Reineker listened to someone's instigation and destroyed the Winged Clan. This fact is beyond doubt.

So Woodworth made such a rule, hoping that the rough Fang Fairy could suppress his brutal nature.

The reason why they wear suits like humans, learn to eat with knives and forks, and even compete for the position of clan chief is to be divided in etiquette, because they hope to use human etiquette to infect their rough teeth and let them gradually learn elegance. heart of.

In the final analysis, it is all because Woodworth has a heart of repentance for the Winged Clan whose innocents were killed.

therefore.

Woodworth was doomed.

"Boom—!"

A thunderous roar resounded outside Oxford.

Thousands of fairies of earth, wind, and human soldiers, carrying siege equipment, rushed to the city wall of Oxford. The soldiers of the teeth guarding the city kept throwing rolling stones, or simply went into battle, tearing countless bloody mouths. .

There was smoke and shouts of killing everywhere, and the whole of Oxford was suddenly caught in the flames of war!

"Woodworth, I didn't expect you to be alive!"

As soon as he saw Woodworth appearing on the battlefield, Percival tensed up.

He handed over the task of siege to his deputy, and stood in front of Woodworth by himself, looking at him in surprise.

"You are not dead, why should I die?"

Woodworth tore off his purple suit, with a rebellious smile on his face, revealing his rough nature.

"I really didn't expect that you, who was selected by me to become the child of false prophecy, would have such a glorious time. I was somewhat proud of you during the imperial competition!"

"Son of False Prophecy?"

When Muramasa, Matthew and other high-end fighters saw Woodworth appearing, recalling the sense of oppression brought by that guy, they immediately gathered together by coincidence.

Artoria was astonished, and looked at Parcival repeatedly.

"That's the plan of Woodworth and Aurora. Since a Prophet is destined to appear, it's better to create a Prophet by their own hands..."

Parcival's face was full of indescribable words.

"I see."

Habe glanced at the gun in his hand.

"The goblins in Britain all have original sin, so they cannot use the chosen gun that 'only the innocent can wield'. In order to create a son of prophecy, Aurora sealed the sword in Salisbury Cathedral. Take out the gun of choice, let the human children use it."

Since you want to be like the Son of Prophecy, you must pack it in place.

And if the selected gun is taken out and used, it will surely convince everyone.

If you want to say why——

"The chosen gun?"

Matthew suddenly realized.

"So Mr. Percival is wielding the chosen weapon that Ms. Ash used to use? However, I remember that the consumption system of that gun is not..."

That's right.

As long as he is equipped with an ash weapon, and no matter how similar in age, he is the perfect child of prophecy, and he will surely convince all the fairies.

"It's a pity that the gun broke down, and the system that used to consume magic power became a system that consumed life force. As a result, he only swung it once, and he turned into this youthful appearance, which did not meet the 16-year-old age of the son of prophecy. As a result, the plan naturally went bankrupt."

Woodworth's face was full of sarcasm.

"However, I also knew that you couldn't do it. I organized the imperial competition. It was called the Mockingbird Conference. It's ironic, right? I hope you can use that gun to impress the arrogant Dragon Fairy." .”

"In the end, birds are just birds. Even if you were taught by a dragon, you can't become a real dragon!"

Woodworth is not without regret.

The Son of Prophecy wants to lead the people to overthrow the queen, so his strength must not be weak.

Just the chosen gun is not enough, someone must teach him martial arts and how to fight.

Of course Woodworth didn't have that kind of leisure.

The task also fell on Aurora's head.

As a result, it was naturally Mei Luxin who took on this responsibility.

Percival grew up under the teaching of Meluxin since he was a child. To him, Meluxin is equivalent to his sister, master, even mother, and his beloved!

"Does Parcival and Yaolan have such a past?"

Miss Okita is hiding among the rebel army.

She stood there clearly, but no one noticed her.

"Speaking of which, I used to think that Parcival had his own selfish motives in forming the Round Table Army. Could it be related to this past?"

However, no matter how lamented, that is also a thing of the past.

"You are really promising now. When you were in Londinian, how dare you take a shot at me, and take you out of the human ranch, which is almost equivalent to your father?"

Woodworth's mouth curled into a cruel smile.

With every breath, amazing magic power flows back and forth between the chest and lungs.

"No matter how much you beg for mercy, I will never forgive you. I can give you the present, but I can obliterate your future!"

The familiar pressure quickly fell on everyone, and even Muramasa, Grimm and others couldn't help but feel a lot of pressure.

Everyone's expressions suddenly became serious.

Woodworth's strength is extraordinary, if he is not careful, he may die on the spot!

But he is the lord of Oxford, the last resistance standing in front of the queen. Only by defeating him can they formally face the queen!

"It is impossible for you to win the Queen, especially you, Son of Prophecy!"

Woodworth had a clear goal, and his fierce eyes locked on Artoria.

"This Oxford has no bells for you to ring. You are destined to be unable to ring six bells. Die!"

Arturia was almost suffocated by the hostility that came to her face.

Oxford has no clock?

That is how the matter?

Could it be... This guy took the initiative to destroy the clock in Oxford? !

"That's not necessarily the case!"

at this time.

When everyone was even ready to sacrifice one or two people, an unexpected figure appeared on the battlefield in a hurry.

"Auberon? Why are you here?"

Little Da Vinci looked at him in surprise.

Didn't he always implement the doctrine of never going to the battlefield?

"Of course it's because I found reinforcements for you!"

A bright smile appeared on Auberon's face, begging for praise.

"When it comes to mobilizing troops against Oxford, we have to ask her to help!"