Chapter 1113 Birth of the True King

The battle of Camelot ended with the Queen's defeat.

The queen's army surrendered in full, and the rebels won a complete victory.

"Nocknalei arrived at the palace first."

Little Da Vinci took out the binoculars and looked at the scene in the distance.

"It seems that Knock Nalei won."

The Queen of the North's army is digging for the Emerald Throne amidst the ruins of the Royal City.

According to their agreement before the war, whoever can reach the queen's throne first will become the next true king of Britain, and Arturia, Knocknale, and Boggart all participated in it.

However, judging from the results, Boggart was seriously injured by Morgan's clone, and Artoria was blocked by Jiang Li's dream clone, which happened to be the Queen of the North's advantage.

"fair enough."

Arturia laughed when she heard that.

"Nocknalei would be a good queen, and I had no intention of becoming a king."

They had fully experienced Knock Nalei's leadership ability when they were in Edinburgh.

There was no trace of disappointment on Artoria's face, only natural blessings, and she smiled very easily.

It can be seen that she has no idea about the throne from the beginning.

After all, it was already said in the prophecy.

"The Son of Prophecy ends his mission and bids farewell to the original place."

This hidden passage has long hinted at Artoria's whereabouts.

Bagster stood at the gate of the city like a giant tower, blocking all those with different intentions from outside the city.

She looked at the direction of the beam of light that pierced the sky and the earth before, unable to recover for a long time.

"Is that what His Highness said so?"

How many times would I have to die if even you were to be executed?

Did he decide to raise the flag against the queen from the very beginning, so did he say such a thing?

only.

"His Majesty……"

Is this really the end?

Outside the city, southwest.

"Are you all right, Aurora?"

Mei Luxin put the figure in her arms on the ground, and looked at her worriedly.

"My army..."

Aurora looked at the empty pit in front of her eyes, her eyes were dull.

A few minutes ago, the light shining from the direction of the palace annihilated thousands of Wind Clan troops.

Originally, even she was going to be buried in the torrent of golden light, but Meluxin arrived in time and saved her life.

It's just that, the wealth she had accumulated over the past two thousand years, and the confidence to rely on her to take control of Camelot, also evaporated in this blow.

"It must be the queen! The queen is angry!"

Aurora was out of anger, and severely reprimanded the queen.

Even at this time, she still subconsciously kept reserved.

Mei Luxin looked at her with a complicated expression.

She wanted to tell her the truth, but couldn't.

Because she's scared, afraid the truth will wither her.

"Fortunately, the queen is dead!"

Aurora took a few deep breaths, her delicate posture was very endearing.

"Meluxin, who will be king next?"

"...It's Noknalei of the King's Clan."

"Nocknalei?"

When Aurora heard the words, a few blushes soon appeared on her pale face.

"I have always felt that the King's Clan has bad intentions, and they have planted a secret in advance... Hehe, let the prophecy reappear with a different understanding!"

"This kingdom cannot be handed over to messy people. Only I am suitable to be the king of this fairy kingdom!"

Aurora smiled coquettishly.

The light on his body flickered like a phosphorescent fire.

"Aurora……"

Mei Luxin lowered her hands in a desperate manner.

She looked at Aurora who was like a madman, her eyes were full of sadness.

…………

Gloucester.

"Humph~"

Myu Ruien hummed an unknown song, and seemed to be in a particularly good mood.

"My lord, there is a visitor!"

"please come in."

After a while, under the leadership of the servant, an old acquaintance walked into Myurion's room.

"It's you, isn't there a decisive battle over Camelot? Why do you come to me when you have time?"

"Eh? It's over, the queen is dead? That's it, then I can sit back and relax!"

Myurion had a lively conversation with the visitor.

"Oh, I have to thank you too. Without your invitation, I can't complete my revenge!"

"What? You asked me what happened to the Fang Clan? Of course they were imprisoned by me, and I was planning to torture them!"

"You said you thought I had killed the Fang Clan long ago? How is it possible? Don't compare me with those stupid lower-level fairies. How could Ya die so easily? I have to prepare for some torture!"

"By the way, what did you bring this thing for?"

Myurion pointed to the figure on the ground.

"It stinks, can you take it a little farther away? Eh? Is it the key to the good show? Just her? Hmm... Forget it, anyway, I'm busy torturing the Yazhi clan now, any good show has nothing to do with me!"

"You ask me where the Fang Clan is now? Isn't it in that Little Garden?"

Myurion pointed to the mini garden on the table and smiled smugly.

"That's my self-confidence, the result of miniaturizing my fairy domain, isn't it amazing?"

"What? You said that there is only blood left in it, and there is no clan of teeth? Impossible, they can't escape!"

Myuren stepped forward to take a look.

In the small box garden, there are only countless bloodstains, which are as big as mosquitoes, and there is no trace of half of the Fang clan!

"Come on! Come on! Tell me, where the Fang Clan has fled to!"

"This...Master Myuren, you killed the Clan of Fangs the night they were transported to Gloucester..."

The servant looked troubled.

"Killed, by me?"

Myurion's face turned pale, and he took two steps back.

"No, it's impossible. I didn't intend to kill them all so quickly. You must be lying to me!"

"Well, that's right, the Fang Clan must still be running around in the city, it's useless, they can't escape! It's really brave, I must arrest them all, and then double all the tortures I have thought of so far !"

Myu Ruien's expression was gloomy, and his beautiful skin was slightly stained with jet black.

"It's ugly, Myurene."

The guest laughed teasingly.

He holds out his hand.

The sharp claws, which were as sharp as a beast, pierced through Murray's heart from behind in an instant!

"For more than 1,200 years, you have always taken revenge as your goal. After the revenge is completed, you will naturally lose your goal. Once you lose your goal, the goblin will become Morse. You are afraid of this, I've been hypnotizing myself for the past few days."

"Why is it so painful? Let me set you free! That's right, for you, death is the perfect ending!"

Myurion turned her head stiffly and looked at him with astonishment.

The servant ran away screaming.

Soon, only the two of them were left in this room.