Lords of Camelot

"Impossible! Impossible!"

Woodworth stood up with difficulty, wailing as he clutched the huge wound on his chest. The leader of the clan, the successor to the Grand Duke, was defeated by humans here. This kind of thing, this kind of thing...

"This is a serious problem that must not happen!"

At this point, he has already started to run away. He can't die here, he must not die here!

"Woodworth is trying to escape! Over there is the River of Tears! If we let him go now, there will be no next time. Anyone here? Chase him!"

Everyone has reached their limit at this time, but when they think about letting Woodworth escape from here. Then things got serious. As soon as Lixiang got up, she fell directly to the ground.

With the use of the Command Seal, Artoria's Noble Phantasm twice, and the battle with Woodworth, he had reached his limit.

Seeing that everyone was unable to move, Percival gritted his teeth and urged himself to stand up again. He roared and rushed towards Woodworth, aiming the gun of choice in his hand at Woodworth's life.

"Stop! Don't kill Woodworth! Don't kill Morgan's Britain! Without Woodworth and the Fangless Clan, the Goblin Knights alone cannot protect the whole of Britain! Stop it! Percival !”

Davian in the distance was almost wailing at this moment, but Arturia, who had withdrawn her hand, entangled him with the other three.

Now Davidian really had no chance to support Woodworth in the distance. He frantically begged Percival to spare Woodworth's life. Woodworth must not die here!

"The demon blood can't be stopped... I can't hold on any longer... Don't come over here, don't come over here! You useless piece of shit! Do you know who has done you a favor?!"

Woodworth didn't even have the strength to stand up, he was just crawling on the ground. No matter what, he was trying to escape from this battlefield, he couldn't die here!

"It was me. I chose you! Among those humans who grew up like garbage and were gathered together like garbage, it was me who recommended you as a warrior! I said that only you have the potential to be a warrior!"

And looking at Percival rushing towards him, he let out such an unwilling wail. Percival certainly understood all this, but at this moment he still clenched his teeth.

"I know! What I am today is all due to your vision! I am only grateful to you and have absolutely no resentment at all!

But even so, I will still defeat you! Use this to save your life and cut off the life of your benefactor! I'm coming, Lord Oxford! This is the final blow! "

Percival thrust his gun straight into Woodworth's extremely fragile chest. Just when everyone thought that the blow would pierce Woodworth's heart, an unexpected scene occurred.

The white lion fell from the sky and blocked the attack with his broken body. His roar shocked Percival, who was holding a gun in front of him.

"Borg...Zat..." Woodworth couldn't believe what he saw. At this moment, Bogzat's chest was completely pierced by the Spear of the Chosen. His demonic blood spilled on Woodworth's body. Everyone was shocked by this scene.

"Run away...run away! The glory of our Fang clan, our clan leader Woodworth, run away!"

After saying that, Bogzat fell to the ground.

While everyone was shocked, Davian had already completed the switch of forms. The immortal bird broke through everyone's defenses and directly grabbed the seriously injured Woodworth and rushed towards Camelot in the distance.

"Remember this! Chaldea! I must avenge this! You have angered the Lord of Camelot!"

Ritsuka and the others, who had finally recovered some strength, rushed over and helped up Percival, who had fallen unconscious on the ground.

Although Davian escaped in the end, Bogzart was killed and Woodworth was seriously injured. This record is still absolutely gratifying for them.

But to be honest, Ritsuka was not in a happy mood. He felt sad as he looked at Bogzat, who was lying there and gradually losing his life.

They had a history of drinking and chatting in Norwich and fighting disasters together. But now in order to fight the Queen's Army, they killed Bogzat. Is this really good?

So at the end of Bogzat's life, Ritsuka leaned in. Da Vinci just reminded him from behind that it was dangerous, but Ritsuka just said not to worry about it.

"It was you who stayed with me in the end. Fate is so fickle." Bogzat was almost dead at this moment. His life had come to an end.

The White Lion of the Fang Clan is about to die at this moment, and this is his limit.

"Mr. Bogzat... you still protected Woodworth at the last moment. You said you hated him when you were in Norwich."

Ritsuka said such words, but Bogzat just laughed in relief at this moment.

"Yeah, I do hate Morgan, I hate Spriggan, and even more, I hate Morgan and Davian who are always aloof.

However... I want to have territory and people, to protect my Norwich, to protect the Britain where I was born. That is my sincere wish.

But it's a pity that this is the end of the matter. I remember your name was... Fujimaru Ritsuka, right? Go and guide the child of prophecy and try your best to make her move forward. Save Britain and save the fairies..."

Bogzat stopped breathing after his final words. Ritsuka squatted down and closed his huge head's eyes.

At this moment, the cheers from behind had reached him. Ritsuka should have been happy, but he found that he really couldn't be happy.

He stood up straight silently, only to find a white wolf watching him from a distance.

The man and the wolf stared at each other for a while, and finally the white wolf turned and left.

Ritsuka felt that she would have the opportunity to meet the wolf again in the future, so she did not chase him. He turned around and walked towards the cheering crowd.

Others came closer to share the joy of victory with him, which was an unexpected victory.

"Nokenale actually sent troops to help us. It's beyond imagination~" Castor immediately started to flirt with her when he saw Nokenale, but Nokenale just looked at her with disgust and then He raised his head proudly.

"Oberon begged me to come. He said that this battle would not only eliminate Borgzart, but also directly eliminate Woodworth with luck. That's why I carried my private soldiers behind the back of the elders in Edinburgh. Came here and the result is really good.”

Her attitude was very arrogant, but the happiness and concern for Custer in her words were definitely not false.

Everyone could only pretend not to hear her good intentions and laughed heartily. After all, they had won the battle and now was the time to be happy.

And Arturia also rode towards this side on Dong Stallion. She was just cleaning the battlefield to take in the prisoners. After all, there were a lot of fairies coming from the Fang Clan this time, as well as other human soldiers and clan warriors.

With Bogzat dead and Woodworth seriously injured, many of them lost their will to fight and either surrendered or fled. Therefore, capturing prisoners was quite troublesome, as they did not have many people.

"Thank you for your hard work, Master. You were able to summon me through that wall of light. Your will was victorious."

She dismounted, and in a gust of wind she removed her armor and helmet.

Everyone was happy to see that familiar face, but Custer's eyes were wide open at this moment and he couldn't believe the scene in front of him.

She even rubbed her eyes vigorously to re-confirm the scene in front of her, and when she confirmed that this was the fact, Custer's eyes were dead...

impossible! Absolutely impossible! Why is she so big! Morgan is not even that big!