The Greece Antagonist-Chapter 1133 - 141: Teacher Merlin, Your Student Has Come to Fulfill His Duty!_2

Chapter 1133: Chapter 141: Teacher Merlin, Your Student Has Come to Fulfill His Duty!_2

With Nuada’s keen perception, he naturally noticed the unusual glances around him.

But the facts were clear before him, and he had nothing to say, could only bury his head deeper and work silently.

Morgan observed quietly and gestured for the God of Medicine from the Danu Divine Race and the Craftsman from the Six Great Fairy Clans, whispering a few words to them.

Several hours later, the God of Medicine and some fairy craftsmen brought a shimmering silver metal arm.

Morgan picked up the silver metal arm and said solemnly:

"Upon learning you were injured, I secretly commissioned them to create this arm for you. Its material is the same as the Holy Sword; not only is it extraordinarily strong, but once attached, it will move as freely as your original arm. However, to let it have sensation and blend with your flesh, we’ll need the help of the elder sister."

Hearing this, Morgause did not hesitate and took the silver metal arm, approaching Nuada.

The God of Medicine from the Danu Divine Race tactfully opened the wound at Nuada’s severed arm, confirming the divine network between them, then connected them. Lastly, Morgause employed the Life Authority to perfectly integrate both.

Flesh and consciousness revived.

Looking at the wondrous silver hand indistinguishable from a normal arm, Nuada felt a surge of gratitude and shame.

Back then, to monopolize power and become the prophesied Eternal King, he had often set obstacles for the Phantom Three Goddesses.

Even due to him, the other two Fate Goddesses needed the eldest sister Morgause’s Life Divine Authority to reincarnate, almost dying prenatal.

Unexpectedly, when the crisis came, the Morgan Sisters not only extended their help to the Danu Divine Race without holding grudges but also meticulously crafted this silver arm to cover his shame, akin to rebirth.

"Please rest assured, the two of you. Even if it costs my life, I will lead the clansmen to expel foreign enemies and restore the glory of the Danu Divine Race!"

Nuada raised the silver hand to his chest, solemnly and seriously pledging.

Morgan nodded seemingly trustfully, but internally, she was indifferent.

Whether true or false, it didn’t matter much.

Because, according to the tradition of the Danu Divine Race, even if Nuada equipped this thing and regained mobility, he would still be considered disabled. And to be a king, one must be physically perfect, making it almost impossible for Nuada to ascend to the Throne even after expelling the enemies and rebuilding his prestige.

Thus, this silver arm was both help and shackle.

And while it’s easy to attach, removing it won’t be simple.

After all, before making this decision, Morgan had already considered this possibility and prepared preventive measures in advance.

Of course, arriving at such a dual-benefit strategy was thanks to the teachings of her teacher, and the notes and insights he provided.

Merlin, right? Teacher, right? freēwēbηovel.c૦m

To thank you for your teachings, as your student, I’ll give you a graduation gift right here.

Morgan stood on the starlit lake surface, looking at the crystal coffin below that showed increasingly distinct fetal movements, her mind flashing an annoying and hateful face, tightening her fist with a cold smile.

Now, for an excellent teacher, what is the best gift from their student?

The answer: Their student defeats them!

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"Achoo!"

At the same time, back on the warship, Luo En felt a sudden chill, naturally letting out a heavy sneeze.

The Nordic Gods heard this and went out; Odin and Niord, at the lead, hastily inquired:

"You’re back? How did it go?"

"There were some unexpected events; the Danu Divine Race might still have some tricks. I think we should pause the offensive and plan carefully."

Luo En rubbed his itchy nose, seriously giving his opinion.

To wait?

Upon hearing, Odin frowned.

For this expedition to Celtic Divine War, not only did he mobilize all assets of the Asa Divine Race, but he also summoned over seventy percent of the forces from other countries. Even nearly all the Youth Apples from the World Tree, supporting the Nordic Gods’ immortality, were picked as strategic material, shared gratuitously among the warriors of various races.

After the Irish battle, they had already decimated the Danu Divine Race, leaving them no strength for a counterattack.

Now, when the Nordic army was at its peak, on the verge of a decisive victory to bring the entire Celtic God Era under control, ceasing the attack seemed too absurd, didn’t it?

"They’re just bluffing!"

Alongside him, the Warner God King Niord spoke out against this firmly.

"Now that the four Sky Islands of the Danu Divine Race have fallen, with three Divine Kings—one dead and two injured, their foundation established in Ireland for years has been eradicated by us. A pack of forsaken dogs without support—what could they win with?"

At these words, Odin’s furrowed brow relaxed.

Indeed, having already depleted seventy percent of the Danu Divine Race’s main forces in the previous battle, the Nordic Gods themselves suffered damages of less than twenty percent.

Such a disparity in military strength, coupled with the assistance of the Norn Three Goddesses, he couldn’t imagine any possibilities of defeat.

Moreover, when it comes to familiarity with the Danu Divine Race, who could surpass their veteran rival, the Warner Divine Race?

Since even Niord believes they are bluffing, Loki’s concerns are likely unfounded or driven by those cunning Danu Deities.

Besides, things have progressed to this stage, making it too late for him to withdraw.

——The arrow is on the string, and must be released!

Determined, Odin comforted his Blood Alliance Brother:

"I know you have a history with that Fairy Queen in the Mist Forest, and crossing swords with them is truly difficult. How about this? Niord and I will lead the charge, while you command from behind—you don’t need to engage personally."

"It’s not about that; I merely sense something odd about all this."

"Relax, just a bunch of cripples; what waves could they stir? Leave those forsaken dogs to Niord and me. You just watch!"

Odin patted Luo En’s shoulder, then without waiting for the fleet to shore, he summoned the troops of the Asa Divine Race and the Warner Divine Race, stepping into the light band of the Rainbow Bridge toward the new battlefield.

Watching the mighty Nordic gods charge out from the warship, Luo En frowned, lost in thought.

In Ireland, the Fiona and Red Branch human battle groups are nominally invalid, all four Sky Islands are completely destroyed, and the belief base jointly established by humans and the Danu Gods has been entirely severed;

In Scotland, the Shadow Country Queen Scatha was repelled by the Winter God Skadi, forced to retreat with remnants to the Mist Forest, joining forces with the Six Great Fairy Clans;

In Wales, there’s no need to mention it further, due to Gwen’s dying commission; this land has already been developed into an iron plate by his successor and the Nordic Gods, marked entirely by the Nordic imprint;

The only foundation they still hold is the region of England.

More accurately, only half of the South of England centered around the Mist Forest.

This is because the Nordic army, advancing all the way, has already controlled Oakney and neighboring lines in the Northern Realm.

Currently, be it the Immortal Spirit Clan the Danu Gods represent, or the Elf Clan belonging to the Six Great Fairy Clans, or the human clan from various countries—all are amassed at the Mist Forest in Southern England.

This situation can certainly be labeled as "lingering on the brink".

To preserve this essence, Morgan, the strongest in combat among Celtic’s Three Goddesses of Fate, paid a substantial price, most likely exhausted now, unable to endure another heavy consumption.

The most mysterious eldest sister Morgause still lives, but according to legend, due to the Danu Divine Race’s treachery, after giving birth to two Divine Embryos in the Alster Region, her injuries haven’t healed.

More crucially, the third sister Vivian, one of the Divine Embryos, is still confined by him in the Illusion Realm of Albion’s Tomb.

That means the Celtic’s Three Goddesses of Fate are incomplete.

Conversely, not only is the Nordic side at its peak, but the Norn Three Goddesses still retain their strength.

This immense advantage leaves Luo En puzzled as to how the Nordic army could lose, or what cards his student Morgan could play to turn the tide.

Could it really be that I’m overthinking?

Or has emotion affected judgment?

Luo En gazed at the distant land with its faintly visible fog and dense forest, muttering.

Yet for some reason, a strange anxiety continued to linger in his heart.

"Speed up the advance! Catch up with the Asa and Warner’s vanguard; don’t fall too far behind them!"

Driven by instinct, Luo En decisively ordered.

Instantly, dwarves, elves, humans, along with some mountain giants and frost giants brought by Skadi, hurried into the cabins, providing magic power to their respective ships, hastening the journey.

The Viking fleet shimmered with runes, navigating through the waves, heading towards the field of the final decisive battle.

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