Chapter 1696: Chapter 1155: Is This My Fault?

"Boom!"

With unnatural rumblings, Camelot, standing tall at the center of Britain, began to gradually crumble.

Unnatural tremors assaulted this city of extreme evil, cracking the earth, collapsing buildings, and even causing specially crafted city walls to disintegrate.

Especially the side facing the large cavern, the side where the hollow walls of the royal castle stood, both the city walls and the castle walls were rapidly breaking down.

The reason was quite simple, countless Hands of Calamity had climbed up.

"Boom——"

"Boom——"

"Boom——"

Around the colossal giant, black haze formed from pure curses conjured multiple gigantic Hands of Calamity, making them seem like the arms of demons crawling from beneath the earth. They stretched out from the large cavern, one after another, climbing onto the castle walls, extending like a black tide towards the hollow walls and the Jade Throne Hall.

Under the pressure of their climbing, the walls didn’t immediately crumble into ruins, likely thanks to Morgan’s personally applied barriers and the special construction.

However, under the corrosive curse power, which had solidified, the barriers long lost their strength amidst the pollution, and the special castle walls kept collapsing, unable to hold for much longer.

"Bang——"

Soon, the entire base of the castle was tainted black by the climbing Hands of Calamity, and inexplicably, the whole castle started burning, roaring with flames.

"Master!"

"Altoria!"

"Watch out!"

"Quick! Leave this place!"

Seeing the dire situation, those still in the Jade Throne Hall couldn’t afford to worry about anything else. Struggling to keep their balance amidst the violent tremors, supporting each other, they hastily organized an evacuation.

"Beryl..."

Matthew was still supporting Fujimaru Ritsuka, for without aiding the Master with a body akin to an ordinary human, Fujimaru Ritsuka couldn’t move amidst such tremors.

But this kind-hearted Demi-Servant seemed intent on saving Beryl.

Though undeniably an enemy, an exceptionally vile one at that, whom everyone wished to eliminate, Beryl was once a companion to Matthew, both members of Chaldea’s former A-Team.

So, if possible, Matthew wanted to rescue Beryl.

Unfortunately, amidst this calamity-like chaos, she could only care for those nearby.

As for Beryl...

Initially blood-soaked, severely injured, he, along with the surrounding ground, collapsed into the depths right before Matthew’s eyes.

"...Let’s go! Matthew!"

Seeing Matthew’s sad expression, Fujimaru Ritsuka, despite a complex look on his face, quietly spoke, encouraging Matthew.

"Yes! Master!"

Matthew quickly adjusted her mindset, no longer dwelling on Beryl, supporting Fujimaru Ritsuka, shield in hand, ready to surge forward.

"Hey! Can you still run, Altoria!"

Noconalay shouted towards Altoria.

"Of course!"

Glancing at Reiger, who showed no intention of leaving, and Morgan in her arms, Altoria gritted her teeth and turned to reunite with Noconalay.

"We’re going too, Gareth!"

"Yes! Pasival!"

Pasival and Gareth weren’t in the best state either, but as knights with resilient spirits, in such a crisis, even if forcing themselves, they had to hold on until they escaped.

"Wait!"

Yet, just as Reiger urged everyone to escape, his eyes suddenly flashed, and he spoke out.

"Something’s coming!"

Hardly had these words left Reiger’s mouth when the intruder arrived.

"Boom!"

Accompanied by a completely different rumble from earlier, an enormous black silhouette broke through the entrance and wall of the throne hall, charging in like a war chariot amidst shattered rubble and dust, entering everyone’s view.

"Roar!!!"

A tsunami-like wave erupted from the intruder’s mouth, with thunder and flames erupting from its body, sweeping the nearly collapsing Jade Throne Hall.

"What...?!"

Everyone present was collectively shocked; some raised shields to block the incoming wave, flames, and thunder, while others barely supported themselves, resembling ships on a stormy sea.

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

Simultaneously, countless black silhouettes appeared alongside the enormous black figure, like a pack of wolves hunting prey, roaring ferociously.

No, it wasn’t a pack of wolves.

"Black dogs?"

"They’re black dogs!"

"Could it be...?!"

The crew recognized the origin of those silhouettes and exclaimed in surprise one after another.

The countless black silhouettes appearing alongside the enormous figure were unmistakably black dogs.

And that enormous black figure was a giant black dog.

Covered in scale-like fur, with beast-like crimson eyes, it continuously emitted thunder and flames, swallowing them into its mouth.

"Roar!!!"

With an incredible roar stirring the atmosphere, the giant black dog began devouring other things while swallowing flames and thunder.

"This, this is..."

"Oh..."

"This isn’t good!"

"My strength..."

The crew seemed to be hit by an invisible attack; some knelt on one knee, some staggered nearly falling, and from their bodies surged extensive magic power, forming streams that directed to the giant black dog, which consumed it.