Assemble!
- Yeah! - Yeah!
Charge!
Just you watch, we're gonna
take you down!
- You little...! - You little...!
Incredible!
They managed to wound Mela-Galland!
This is the power of hope!
I feel power building up within me.
In my current state, I could defeat the Dark Talismans,
or even the ancient dragon!
Don't be so cocky!
You fool!
Isolde!
Stay on guard!
S-Sorry!
You damn bitch!
Damn it!
Tsk!
Let go of me!
Only Sir Tristan is allowed to touch my body!
Whoa!
You'll fall if I let go!
Isolde, use my magic!
You heard the boss!
Let's go!
Here they come!
Push them back!
Pop!
Oh no.
Don't take this personally!
- Ow! - Charge!
- Let's go for a ka-boom! - Woohoo!
Sir Tristan!
- You brats! - You brats!
Isolde!
Forget about me! Quickly, bring down the monster!
- Die! - Die!
I've set up a trap.
I did it!
Is that what you thought?
Critical Over!
This magic amplifies Galland's physical strength
to its utmost capacity at the expense of losing control.
But now that I've merged with him, I can maintain control over him.
End them now!
Gotcha.
T-They're too strong!
Percival!
We'll start with you.
Then, we'll move on to the son of Meliodas and Elizabeth!
Love Bomb!
Not while I'm alive!
You little girl!
You're still trying even though you know you're powerless against us?
Powerless?
What?!
Magic is manifested through the strength of your will,
your thoughts, and your experiences.
I will crush all who try to hurt Sir Tristan!
Love Bomb.
This magic of mine emerged from my love for him!
Then hold that love close and die.
Isolde!
We'll flatten you
along with that paper-thin love of yours.
Just like that,
you keep putting yourself at risk for my sake...
Sir...
Tristan.
Thank you, Percival.
You're a tainted creature,
born from the union of the demon clan and the goddess clan.
You Nephilim!
Go to hell!
Dr. Hendy,
please take care of Isolde.
R-Right.
Wait!
Do you intend to fight alone?!
I have a request.
Please call him.
Call Lancelot here immediately.
How lame!
So you can't fight without your friends?!
I can't restrain myself alone.
How dare you!
Shut up, you useless ornament.
Tristan!
He really is amazing!
Amazing!
Why does he look like that?
H-He truly is His Majesty's son.
Indeed.
The power of the demon clan is formidable.
Damn Tristan.
"My ability can only be used for a limited amount of time," my ass!
You woke up!
I would have already put the monster in the ground by now if that were me.
I'll let you down now.
I will let you carry me for a little longer.
You should feel honored.
You cheeky little...
Shufguon radnaun.
- Augfugelmouzo, - Here comes! Stay alert!
olgloa, jups.
W-What are these?
What on earth?
They're arms of the dead!
They'll drag everyone down to hell!
Feast of the Dead!
Damn it! Let go!
I can't fight them!
Let go of me!
At this rate, none of us will survive!
Sir Tristan!
What?!
It appears they are frightened of his magic.
What?!
It hurts!
Please stop!
Fine.
R-Really?
W-Why?
You just said, "Fine."
I told you.
I can't control myself when I'm like this.
It's hard to believe.
He feared using this power more than anything else.
It's not surprising.
Now, Tristan has friends
whom he can absolutely trust.
You're right.
What the hell are you?!
Die!
I-Impossible!
Even as a team, we were no match for them, but he single-handedly took them down!
Ow...
Tristan!
You did enough! Return to normal!
Stay away!
It's not that simple to return.
It's the cost of wielding this power.
Tristan...
Is he okay like that?
Well done.
What's this? Where did that come from?
Before sizing you up myself, you showed me something interesting.
It's echoing directly inside my head!
Truly remarkable.
To be honest, I underestimated you until I saw you for myself.
What's happening?
Gawain, you naughty girl.
Damn.
Leaving home without telling anyone.
How worried do you think my brother will be?
What's he talking about?
He's my uncle.
Unc... what?
Quickly, get outside the city!
Forget about your belongings!
Your safety is the top priority!
Careful not to trip!
Follow their guidance and take shelter!
What is that?
No way.
I don't believe it.
Hey, don't stand still...
Am I dreaming?
How magnificent...
What now?
I had intended
to personally meet you all at least once.
The four youths whom the former King Bartra foresaw omens of.
That man is...
I also intended to assess
whether the so-called Four Knights of the Apocalypse
truly possessed enough strength to destroy both me...
And Camelot.
Don't tell me...!
Give me a break!
Here comes the mastermind.
Our bitter enemy...
The lord of Camelot.
Arthur Pendragon!
So this guy...
is King Arthur of Cammymott!
Meliodas, where are you going?
I can't just stay here doing nothing
as the king
and as a father.
Guard this place.
- Sir! - Sir!
This magic...
Your Majesty...
So the king is taking action himself.
This guy...
is Ironside's king.
This guy...
is the reason Grandpa...
Run, Percival!
In the days to come, I will always be with you.
Percival, my dear grandson.
Percival!
Bring Grandpa back!
Oh, so you're Ironside's son.
But...
it's not your turn yet.
Would you mind waiting?
Stop!
It's pointless to attack!
Change of plans!
- Assemble! - Gather up!
Percival!
Dammit!
The one I wish to test first is you,
Prince Tristan.
The son of our archenemy, the king of Liones, and his queen.
In that case, I will end you now,
king of Chaos!
You seem rather different from before.
You're like a ravenous beast.
A result of the savage demon blood in your veins, I imagine.
Shut up!
Arthur Pendragon...
His presence is overwhelming!
Is this truly the same boy I once knew?
Do not falter!
We will attack him together!
- Yeah! - Yeah!
I can't move my body.
Hey! Pull yourself together!
I can't!
Why?
Move!
It feels as though my instincts are refusing to put up any resistance.
Arthur!
Bow before the supremacy of the king,
all you who aid in wickedness.
ADVENT
Subtitle translation by: Ai Matsuoka