"It's so disgusting that I want to vomit..."

Artoria's expression gradually changed.

Her eyes widened.

That voice, that speech, that tone, was so familiar that she had spent the whole year of her childhood, which brought her one of the few happinesss—

In order to defeat the Queen, the son of prophecy and foreign travelers were used.

I see.

Has it started ten years ago?

"Oberon, who are you?"

Artoria looked at him with a complicated expression.

"Oh Duo, it's obviously the finale who appeared at a critical moment, but I forgot to introduce myself!"

Oberon slapped his head regretfully.

"This body is just a lie to the appearance of the fairy king of pan-human history. It is a false hero who is enemies of the world. Whether you call this spiritual base a person with a character or a disguiser, you can do it-"

"I'm the true body of my son is the will of the British Isle that longs for its own destruction. It is called Oberon Futigen! It is the Narodon who has destroyed Britain to eradicate the history of humanity!"

After all.

Everything before was just acting.

The difference is that Oberon was the director who personally led the scene and directed and acted the whole story.

Futigen.

Anyone who is familiar with the myth of Britain will not be unfamiliar with this name.

In the history of pan-humanity, he and King Yuser are brothers, and they are white dragons incarnated by the will of the British Islands, and eventually died at the hands of King Arthur, who was incarnated by the red dragon.

"Instead of letting Britain be defiled by human civilization, it is better to turn it into ashes in my hands!"

That is Futigen.

It is a terminal device on the British Isle, and it is the island's tendency to self-destruct.

In this strange world, Futigen made his debut by borrowing Oberon's legend, so as to embrace Oberon's spiritual foundation, legend, and ideal, and successfully gained the trust of the son of prophecy and foreign travelers.

But no matter how his appearance becomes, his essence will not change.

He is the desire to self-destruct itself on the Isle of Britain!

It is just that the British Isle in the history of humanity, because between humans and mysteries, he gave up the mystery represented by Morgan, chose the humans represented by King Arthur, and obtained the possibility of survival, and his tendency to self-destruction became very weak, so he was easily defeated by King Arthur.

But in this fairy country, there are fairy everywhere.

And the fairy represents despair.

The British Isle is like a dying patient with terminal illnesses in all the organs on the body. It is always seeking death, and its desire to die by itself has become extremely strong!

In this case, Futi Geng came into being.

He became the sharpest sword in the hands of the British Isle. He cuts it wherever he needs it, everything is for his own extinction!

Artoria remained silent.

She gradually made up her mind and firmly raised the rod of choice.

"Britain's will to self-destruct-Futigen."

Jiang Li closed his eyes, and the face of Youssie when he died appeared in his mind.

"Then, 2400 years ago, the one who killed Yuser in Rentinen-"

"I think so, do you know?"

Oberon smiled authentically.

"Let mankind rule over the Isle of Britain is the best choice for Britain to survive, but the island itself does not want to survive at all. How could I allow humans to dominate Britain?"

"Oh, Yuser's death is stupid, right?"

"That's right, after all, I became the person he trusted the most and went to assassinate him!"

ah.

is that so.

Jiang Li never understood why Youser died without any struggle at that time.

With his strength trained by the slaughter, Grim and others, even if he faces the disaster of illusion, he can at least resist one or two. At least the shelter will definitely not be so clean, and there will be traces of battle around him.

But Yuser died very simply, without any resistance, just his face full of disbelief.

Because in his eyes, the one who killed him was raised by him and he trusted the most.

That is, ash.

The disaster of illusion turned into a razor, killing Youss.

"I said it a long time ago. If you don't give up, we will meet again."

Oberon laughed sarcastically.

"In your journey to this day, you have really revealed a lot of flaws. Looking at your flaws, I almost couldn't help but assassinate you. It would be easy to assassinate you at that time. After all, you haven't been wary of me yet, but it may not be possible-" Qian Qianqiu

That's right.

Whether it is in the dream of a journey.

It was when Norwich was dealing with the disaster.

He has many opportunities to assassinate Jiang Li.

Jiang Li doesn't know him.

But he knew Jiang Li.

Because as early as 2400 years ago, they were already enemies that never ended!

"Dirty bug, I'll ask you."

At this moment, Morgan, who had been silent, suddenly spoke.

Her cold eyes shot towards Oberon like sharp arrows.

"Did you rob Bawanxi?"

After the decisive battle of Camelo, Jiang Li searched many places but couldn't find Bawanxi.

It was not until Oberon made a sound in the dark that they realized that Bavanxi had become the core of the curse god.

But why, Oberon knew about this?

"I see you were having a great time fighting, so I'll take care of you a little bit. That vampire fairy was born to become the core of the curse god. It's good to use it for the best of everything!"

Oberon smiled very happily.

"It's not just Bavanshi, but also Bagst. The curse of the black dog was left behind when I was defeated as the King of Morse a thousand years ago. A few years ago, when she was desperate, I kindly helped her change her memory. Oh, think about it carefully, and the truth I want to reveal can't be told in a day and a night!"

He is the embodiment of the will of the island. No matter how many times he dies, as long as the island still exists, he will not die.

However, in the past, there was a mantra pressing on it, and he could only appear in the form of a disaster of illusion and confusion, the King of Morse.

Until now, the destruction of the curse god finally came to Britain in the form of a Narok worm!

"It's over."

Grim sighed.

"Those two people are going to go wild!"

In the field.

Jiang Li slowly opened his solemn eyes, and the boiling sword energy stirred the atmosphere like a storm.

"Oberon, I'm going to kill you!"

"Sure enough, all the insects need to be wiped out!"

Morgan's eyes were filled with murderous intent.

There is no room for anything.

The hatred is deep.

Only blood splatters!

"No, wait!"

But Habei Meow suddenly changed her face and didn't know what she thought of.

"Short is not good! She can't win!"

"Hahahahahahahaha! Not bad, you have to be the opponent of you!"

Oberon laughed wildly when he heard this.

"But, do you think, why did I appear in the form of a bug this time?"

His smile became deeper.

"The curtain of the night, the skylark of the morning, everything is nothing more than a midsummer night's dream! Come on, it's time to end this story!"

then.

The decisive battle is about to break out!
Chapter completed!