Chapter 142: Chapter 29: The City of Camelot Rises [1]

The huge monster rushed towards Lancelot with its limbs slicing across the air with huge force, trying to crush and tear Lancelot with a heavy blow, but Lancelot effortlessly defended against the spider monster's savage offence, deflecting its eight limbs and cutting them cleanly until all eight limbs were filled with sword wounds.

"Graaaa Yuna!"

In its despair, the huge body of the spider beast began to pulsate with Earth magic ether particles... causing Lancelot's eyes to open wide with alarm as he dodged hastily...

An earthquake erupted from its body...

And an enormous magic formation began to emerge from underneath Lancelot's feet as he frowned. The monster caused the ground to explode with huge rocks and spikes aiming towards both Lancelot and his army.

Lancelot could avoid the danger himself... but he had to worry about his frost hares' safety! He cursed and flew fast... protecting his forces before rushing back towards the beast... his sword shone brilliantly in the sunlight—Lancelot slashed downwards fiercely to kill it quickly, but a sudden flash of black light struck him...

⟪Terra Engorgio⟫

A black flaming spider wrapped itself around Lancelot's body... causing him to curse as he smashed the flame beast, breaking free instantly, but the earth magic explosion continued unceasingly, blocking Lancelot from killing the unit easily...

"Gigigigigigigi Die! Die! die!"

The spider began to dance, with a strange, distorted face resembling the fox woman, laughing as Lancelot felt annoyed—as if mocking him... the explosions became fierce, and he couldn't approach easily...

Lancelot growled, realising his army was affected by the quake as well... he didn't want to waste time—so he raised his hands, gazing at the monster before grinning...

"Stupid arachnid."

The flames were suddenly absorbed by a black flame that flowed from the crocks in Lancelot's Dominus, the flaming spider on his body rapidly withering as its Ether was completely drained in seconds, causing the spider beast to widen its many eyes fearfully as Lancelot smirked...

⟪Arc Flame Slash⟫

He swung his blade as arcs of crimson flames cut cleanly into the spider monster's torso... igniting its insides... Lancelot disappeared from its view instantly, reappearing above the monster...

⟪Phantasmal Swordsmanship⟫

Instantly, hundreds of swords pierced its entire body, Lancelot smiling coldly as he held his sword firmly in both hands before stabbing the spider monster's head... cutting it straight down the middle as he fell from the sky...

⟪Whirlwind Slash⟫

His voice echoed softly, slowly, as his body fell—he began to twirl around, with a beautiful and magical aesthetic slicing across the body of the monster, tearing its flesh and igniting it in flames as the spider monster's body burned into ash in an instant...

Lancelot dropped to the ground as a huge amount of Ether entered his body from the two defeated generals; it seemed their lord was likely extremely powerful as he crushed the token to claim land instantly before falling to one knee.

I was too confident—my training slacked... There are many threats in this world... Demons who have been in Avalon for decades... Humans with more armies and connections than you could imagine.

I need to become stronger... If I'm defeated—Camelot will fall... Lancelot vowed strongly before raising his head to see Guinevere flying towards him happily, standing on Tiamat as Lancelot's gaze softened.

For these women, I need to put more effort... My sword and body need to ascend to the next level.

Looking at the frost hares cheering loudly, his victory boosted morale and won the first phase.

The land outside of Sherwood forest was now his and Guin's, allowing them to build a forward defence against the huge collection of demons to the east. seaʀᴄh thё nôvel_Fire.ηet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

But Lancelot knew that fighting on three fronts would be deadly and thus needed to increase his hold on the southern human city and village.

Too much work, but I must push onward.

"Guin, can you make sure the girls get rest as soon as possible?" He asked, hugging her tightly as she leapt off Tiamat, who restored her fiery redhead form, watching the pair holding each other with a passionate kiss to celebrate victory.

"Of course I can, how are you... so much blood and your armour."

"Nnnn, I just got a wake-up call that was needed badly. I might be strong for a first year, but many things could crush me with one blow..."

"I plan to start intensive training daily from now on—you are welcome to join me."

Guinevere nodded slowly as Lancelot cleaned himself while his armour dropped to the ground, crumbling into dust, as his coagulated blood and wounds began to bleed again—he kissed her neck passionately and spread his tattered wings wide, flapping them slowly as if to keep himself standing.

"I have to return to Camelot and apply the changes... and upgrade to a city... otherwise, the enemies who attack can just take our land away easily."

Lancelot's arms fell weakly as Guinevere felt worried, holding him against her body, trying to heal him as much as possible, but his body seemed too exhausted to recover... "Tiamat... can you please take Lancelot to Camelot?" She looked to her trusted commander with a soft voice and worried, flooding her lovely blue eyes.

"T-That bastard... what if he tries something funny!?"

"Then let him..." Guinevere joked, causing the redhead's face to turn red as she kicked the ground and pouted once again, transforming into her dragon form and grabbing Lancelot in her arms, as his eyes looked faded and weak.

"Thanks, Guinevere..."

"Don't worry, you fought hard. No, let your wife take care of everything."

"Ikumi, gather your unit and help search for any leftover monsters and eliminate them. Marimo, can you make a small defensive..."

The voice of Guinevere faded as Tiamat shot into the air, flapping her huge wings to take off into the air and head towards Camelot. As she flew high in the sky, Tiamat glanced at Lancelot's naked body... biting her lips before closing her eyes and focusing on her mission.

Tiamat arrived quickly in Camelot, landing safely before placing Lancelot down gently.

She was about to leave before she paused—her gaze looked at his wounded body, filled with so much damage, and she couldn't bear to leave him here.

Returning to her human form, she lifted him in her muscular arms and carried him to the huge black throne in the centre of his black citadel, now swirling with a huge amount of Ether to be distributed to all the troops.

"Why are you so annoying..." Her husky voice filled the room as another dragoness entered with a dirty body and messy hair... it was Tyr who was finally set free and accepted into his forces.

"Hmmm... a filthy black dragon whore."

"What? You wanna go, you ginger dragon!"

Tyr walked over casually as Tiamat narrowed her eyes but ignored her—the ginger beauty rolled Lancelot over slowly, stroking his wounds and frowning, but then suddenly Tyr pushed her away as she started kissing his body... licking him slowly...

Tiamat averted her eyes as she didn't realise that Lancelot's wounds were too severe for regular recovery potions... Tyr began sucking his wounds... her tongue flicked before swallowing his blood—a demonic skill passed down from ancient black dragons...

Drinking blood allowed black dragons to absorb a portion of the opponent's Ether—but it also allowed them to restore their kin's wounds—her eyes closed as she began to treat the huge gash across his chest that refused to heal, her long red tongue sliding along the bloody wound and flicking away the dirty black residue from the spider monsters attack.

"Anti-clotting, anti-healing... necrosis... ether drain... My black dragon emperor... why let some inferior monster do such horrid things to your body?" Tyr purred sensually after analysing Lancelot's condition before she sucked his wounds once again, her tongue rolling around his body sensually, causing Tiamat to grit her teeth but close her eyes to ignore her.

"Even I can treat such injuries... fufu, I shall have you lick me in different places later to make up for it."

"Damn perverted black dragons! Always about sex and lust!"

"Shut up, you red bitch! Or I'll show you how amazing our emperor tastes later... his ether is far purer than anything I ever tasted... ahhh..." Tyr moaned seductively as Lancelot's wounds finally closed and his breathing eased—causing Tiamat's heart to sigh in relief as Tyr licked her lips slowly before wiping away the residue blood...

"Such a lucky man... your ether is so delicious—far better than anything... but why do you not use your dragon blood, only using your inferior demon blood?"

"Can you just shut up, Tyr!?" Tiamat snapped furiously as Tyr giggled playfully... her eyes flicked, and she vanished from Camelot... Like misty shadows, her body was gone.

"Hmmm... so the Red Dragon is attracted to the last male Black Dragon, how cute... such an old woman wants to mate with a young boy~ lewd dragon."

Tyr appeared within Sherwood Forest as her gaze gazed at the remaining frost hares working alongside Guinevere as she commanded them and prepared defensive fortifications... the black beauty grinned excitedly before returning to do the same thing she did near Sumika's territory.

"If only I could drink your black dragon heritage directly from that huge thigh... Fufu~ let's clear the land and make him praise me."

The black dragoness had been brainwashed by her first defeat and now did common farming and lumberjack work without care.