Chapter 19: Morgan

Battle.

Slaughter.

They threw themselves into this fierce life-and-death struggle, weapon light and shadow intertwining, magic tearing through the air with a howl; every ray's trajectory carried the determination of life and death, every swing was as if wrestling for life, ferocious in the extreme.

The battlefield was like a scroll painting soaked in blood; that heavy iron-blood stench, so thick even the wind could not disperse it, acted like a catalyst, arousing some violent factor deep in the bones of almost every person who still had courage.

And then in turn it drove them on, making them throw themselves even more fiercely into this crucible of blood and fire.

The fusion of iron and blood……

The alternation of life and death……

Everything, all of it, was interpreting the essence of battle.

The air on the battlefield also seemed to have frozen solid, yet because of the constantly erupting sparks and the rising and falling shouts of killing, it appeared exceptionally scorching.

The ground underfoot had unknowingly been soaked into a stretch of bright red — that was the color of life fading away; to break through the Mors Blockade's battle line, every segment of distance advanced required paying an extremely tragic price.

Mainly it was also because of the haste — the number of human soldiers that could be quickly assembled was truly stretched thin……

Furthermore, this land was originally the Wing Clan's territory; the fairy residents in the town were mostly of the Wing Clan, while fairies of other clans such as the Fang Clan were truly rare here, and there was insufficient anti-Mors combat power.

So there was nothing for it but to fill the gap with lives.

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In the rear town, it had been completely swallowed by raging flames and rolling black smoke, turning into an ocean of ruins.

All buildings had unavoidably collapsed and toppled, turning into heaps of rubble riddled with scars. Fairy and human corpses lay intermingled and scattered, presenting a scene like a human purgatory; their bodies lay horizontal or vertical, submerged in pools of blood.

Mutilated bodies, flesh and blood splattered everywhere — all revealed the tragedy of this disaster.

Whether innocent victims, or evildoers who inflicted violence;

Whether people who once tried to escape this calamity, or petty villains who took advantage of the chaos to profit;

At this moment, they had all reached that endpoint before the cycle of life and death, without exception falling beneath these ruins. In this instant, death descended in the most equal posture, harvesting lives without distinction.

Under the silent twilight sky, only flames leapt in the town ruins; scattered Mors writhed aimlessly among the broken walls and ruins, as if conducting a purposeless patrol.

Not long after.

Suddenly, all Mors seemed to receive some mysterious command at the same instant, instantly freezing from that chaotic blind wandering state, one after another prostrating on the ground, looking both like they were trembling with excitement and like they were devoutly welcoming the arrival of their king.

At the edge where firelight and black smoke intertwined, a towering gigantic Mors figure gradually manifested. The powerful magic vortex it emitted — wherever it passed, wind and fire both subsided, as if suppressed by an invisible pressure.

Its massive body not only far surpassed ordinary Mors, but was nearly on par with house buildings, standing erect amid a stretch of ruins.

Boundless dark aura permeated……

Twisted curses manifested as if tangible……

"It" quietly passed through the ordinary Mors horde, arriving atop a bell tower of that former small town; leaning on this still-standing tall building, it seemed to gaze into the distance at the horizon, staring fixedly at that remnant troop gradually disappearing at the end of sight.

"It" was the anger born from Britain Island itself, the disgust toward the evil deeds the fairies had committed so far, the disgust toward all creatures on the surface world, the disgust toward the island that should have died reviving once again.

Just like the many other Mors, it was merely a Curse Embodiment born from the depths of the island.

"To erase everything living on this island, to erase all traces on this island" — that was probably the kind of Device born from Britain Island's own intense disgust, an existence bearing such a destiny.

Theoretically, "It" should not have been born……

At least, in the current Mors Timeline, it should not Awaken.

However——

Wait any longer and it'll be too late, wait any longer and it'll be too late……

"Its" Mors Shell seemed to be awakened by an invisible force; its newborn Chaotic Thoughts could not yet conduct Mors Logic, nor understand where that instinctive urgency originated, merely muddleheadedly driven by a Chaotic Impulse.

Destruction of All! End of All Things!

Mors Urgency! Mors Haste!

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"Just a little bit more and we can break out of the encirclement!"

"Let them continue charging! Absolutely cannot stop!"

Xia Zhi, while tightly gripping the Mors Rein, driving the galloping Familiar, rapidly said to the girl beside him.

The Golden Hair Girl beside him drove her Familiar to gallop alongside him; hearing this, she also lightly Nodded, mobilizing her magic power so her voice could diffuse far away, ensuring this Mors Command could be heard by everyone in the Mors Team.

The effect was extremely remarkable, simply Mors Outstanding!

When Vivian's clear and loud command, like a Mors Silver Bell, reverberated on the battlefield, the remaining fairies surged forward like a Mors Thunder Mors Surge, bravely continuing the Mors Charge.

As if Mors Chicken Blood had been injected, even fairies who were already at the Mors Exhausted stage, nearly Mors Exhaustion, forcibly squeezed out the last of their strength from their Mors Fatigue bodies, once again burning the remaining magic power within!

Finally, driven by this tenacious Mors Momentum, they successfully tore open the Mors Calamity's final blockade, breaking through the heavy encirclement in one go!

The Mors figures had been thrown far behind, gradually fading from sight……

Left on the battlefield was a Mors Mess, Mors Corpses, a Mors Tragedy……

Although they paid an extremely heavy Mors Price, the surviving people had ultimately wrestled back a thread of Mors Vitality from this sudden Mors Calamity.

Xia Zhi looked back; the originally still fairly Mors Magnificent troop had sharply reduced to several dozen to nearly a hundred riders, the Mors Casualty Rate exceeding ninety percent, the remaining Mors Remnant appearing especially Mors Sparse; just that Mors Difference, and it would truly have been Mors Annihilation.

Actually, it was also Mors Thanks to Vivian's extraordinary performance……

Otherwise, this time they might really not have Mors Not Come Out……

Because the Mors Quantity of Mors that quietly gathered far exceeded expectations, like a Mors Refresh Point set up at the town edge that continuously refreshed enemies; the Mors Pressure Large, Mors Inexpressible.

Initially, their group closely followed the main force's pace, attempting to Mors Borrow Power to Mors Escape Difficulty.

However, after experiencing a road of fierce fighting, the situation actually underwent a dramatic reversal; Mors Unknowingly, their group had instead become the leaders of the fleeing troop.

Recounting this series of inconceivable developments truly made one Mors Laughable, Mors Emotion.

Xia Zhi's Gaze quietly slid to the Golden Hair Girl galloping alongside him; his Mors Brain flashed with Vivian's posture of powerfully rising up against adversity and Mors Defeat Strong Enemy — that was simply like a Mors Star Mors Shine, blooming with dazzling light.

In that situation where hope seemed invisible, it naturally made the despair-sunken fairies harbor yearning, subconsciously regarding her as the dawn.

Unknowingly drawn to her……

Unknowingly gathering toward her……

Naturally converging around her……

This is probably that indescribable Mors Leader Charm, bringing a magic-like attraction effect.

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——"Adversity Charm: A".

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After the successful breakout, the Mors People did not choose to stop and rest.

Instead, riding that unstoppable Mors Momentum, they continued running in one breath for an extremely Distant distance.

Until they could run no more, only then did they gradually halt their steps.

It was also thoroughly reaching the Limit, no longer able to bear the heavy pressure brought by physical and mental exhaustion; those Familiars that had maintained their Shape by relying on nearly depleted mana also dissipated one after another. Many fairies, Physical strength failing, let themselves fall into the Grass.

They just lay there with limbs outstretched, gazing up at the Sky, panting heavily, their eyes full of the fortunate relief of having survived a disaster.

A Mors Moment later——

A sudden burst of sharp Laughter erupted, followed immediately by intermittent weeping of various tones intertwining.

——Fairies are, in a certain Meaning, extremely pure Existences; at this moment they are Exactly wailing for the sorrow in their hearts, unrestrainedly releasing waves of emotion.

——Just Like when they commit Evil Deeds, they equally sincerely immerse themselves in that pleasure, and thereby satisfy their Inner Heart's emotional Demand.

Regarding Mors Two, in Essence there is actually no difference.

Vivian and Tetelot are no Exception; in the slack moment, the extreme exhaustion from mana depletion also ruthlessly swept over them. The former barely maintained a lady's composure, the latter sprawled out Casual and spread-eagled.

This Wing Fairy is quite genuine, holding nothing back of her true thoughts.

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Mors Xia Zhi Stand, eyes flashing faintly, watching the scene before him, hesitating whether he should also lie down, whether he should also pant a few times, Mors Better, so as not to be so Incongruous with everyone.

He carefully Mors Feel, discovering that strangely he had not much fatigue sensation.

And not only did his body have no overdrawn sensation, even his mana had not decreased much, even Faintly showing a thread of growth and strengthening……

Could it be like training muscles, the more you train, the stronger it gets?

But isn't this effect a bit too immediate?

emmmmmm…… probably my total mana Quantity is too little, so recovery is fast too; Moreover just now although the fight was enjoyable, Mors Actually it wasn't me Carrying, even the mount Familiar was Summoned by Vivian……

Thinking like this, he instantly felt relieved.

Bijiao originally didn't exert any effort, completely just tagging along, so…… understandable, understandable.

He stood there and quickly reached Compliance with himself, simultaneously raising the Long Spear in hand and weighing it a few times; the previous long spear had long since broken, his weapon had naturally changed several rounds, from Knife to Sword, from Spear to Long Spear……

The weapon type changed again and again, the only difference being——

That Casual Usage "hand feel".

Incomparably familiar, incomparably smooth, as natural as Breath and blood, cloud-and-water flowing; no matter which category of weapon he switched to, he could at the moment of Reach directly wield it like an extension of his arm.

This…… is very strange……

Xia Zhi seriously savored this Feeling, and at this time, Vivian, leaning on her knees bent over panting, finally steadied her Breath. She Raised Head, glanced deeply at the youth once, only then looked toward the surroundings.

"Let's go……"

Gripping the Selected Staff in hand tight, the girl turned and said. Although to a certain Extent, it was precisely her actions that allowed this group of surviving fairies to survive, Vivian did not seem all that happy, Mood still slightly Complex.

Xia Zhi naturally Compliance, directly agreeing in one breath, simultaneously casting his gaze toward the ground not far away.

"Eh? Leaving just like that?"

Tetelot lying on the ground hurriedly climbed up, eagerly raising her hand wanting to Joined the Mors Team, without any Hesitate wanting to leave together.

"Wait for me, can I come too——"

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Xia Zhi Pulled Mouth Corner, he was just thinking how to Persuade this Loli, how come she always grabs the answer before the question is even posed.

He mentally voided all the carefully planned Persuasion schemes for Tetelot one by one, because realizing these Preparation Strategies might no longer be needed, Bijiao this Wing Fairy Unnecessary any reason, can naturally Compliance with his plan.

"Okay…… let's go."

Vivian Pursed Lips, still Agreed.

Anyway this was originally part of the plan, indeed Unnecessary to oppose, although she thought so, she still Could Not Bear glaring at a certain someone.

"Hehe, then let's go let's go…… where are we going?"

Tetelot laughed hehe, as if completely not Perceiving her question was strange, not even knowing Where teammates would go next or what they would do, already decided to Joined the Mors Team.

And at this time, the surrounding other fairies also stood up one after another.

Mainly seeing Vivian preparing to move again, therefore not daring to continue Delay, having a sense of Danger, afraid they would fall behind…… Bijiao everyone knows, this is only a brief escape from Danger, not true Safety.

Although previously they all regarded the girl as the last hope, but since now they have broken out of the encirclement, fairies naturally would not subconsciously follow her Direction anymore, because next they basically go different ways.

Some fairies are just worried about being caught in the crossfire, wanting to flee far from this Calamity land……

Also some fairies want to return to Clan, report the news, bring word of this unusual Calamity back……

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Very quickly.

On the road only Xia Zhi three people remained.

"Why tell them this name?" Xia Zhi asked a question, about how at the very end, that group of Fairies asked for Vivian's name, and Vivian left behind the name "Meng" as her answer.

According to his thinking, he should have thrown out a fake name.

Just like Tetelot, who even now still thinks he is Li Feiyu...

"No one knows this name either, so it counts as a fake name..." the girl said calmly. "It's the name my adoptive mother gave me, so I wanted to use it when doing good deeds..."

"Oh, I roughly understand... that works too."

Xia Zhi nodded in comprehension, "But since you put it that way, it means when doing bad deeds, you'd use a different name, right."

"... Right."

Vivian furrowed her brows, looking at him.

"Then have you thought of an alias for doing bad deeds?" the young man said with great interest, lowering his head to ponder, "Want me to give some suggestions?"

"No need... just call it 'Morgan'."

The girl's cold voice rang out.

"Hmm, seems quite suitable, sounds just like the name of a very very bad bad woman..." Xia Zhi deliberated slightly, couldn't help but clap his hands, feeling it was extremely fitting.

Only when he looked up did he discover Vivian staring at him expressionlessly.

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Because Moss was right behind, there was no way to directly return the same way.

So Xia Zhi and the others could only take a detour; in the hidden and secluded Camp, the silver-haired little nun watched with her own eyes as the Twilight sky turned into night, and the people said to have gone out to buy ingredients still hadn't returned.

"Mmph..."

"Could it be... could it be she thinks I ate too much... said she was going out to buy things, but actually doesn't want me anymore?"

She began to wildly Delusion, scaring herself.

No no! Index shook her head vigorously, but still felt she couldn't be so lazy anymore, she had to show her Contribution Points in the team.

"Ri-right... Mo Shu Shu, Mo Shu Shu..."

Getting up from the ground, Index muttered as she picked up a Parchment Scroll from the side, biting a Feather Quill as she began to think.

According to what Xia Zhi said, they originally wanted to Summon a Magic Teacher, never expecting to Summon her out...

Although she didn't know why, but judging from this period of time, perhaps this Magic Teacher of hers was still a bit too lazy, only answering what was asked, not a shred of Zhu Ren...

In any case, first proactively prepare some Teaching materials.

The 103,000 Grimoires in her mind were Index's Awe-inspiring Composure; any single Mo Shu Shu might need a qualified Wizard, exhausting their lifelong energy to pursue, yet still find it hard to grasp one ten-thousandth of the essence.

She felt she could first transcribe one or two volumes from memory, and that would probably last a very very long time.

"Mm, Xia Zhi is a Celestial Dynasty person... maybe books from that side would be more to his liking."

The little nun muttered, writing the title "Baopuzi" on the paper.

This is a Mo Shu Shu that teaches people how to not age, not die, and become Immortals. Recorded within is the so-called Alchemy, which is the Immortal Pill preparation method that can cure any Disease and Curse.

(Chapter End)