King Arthur, A Trainee Of Roger's Regiment

"ended!"

Layers of feathers wrapped him up, and his whole body was like a half-eagle human-bodied eagle beast.

Under the blessing of the bald eagle fruit, the intensity of the sword light in John's hand was instantly blessed to its peak.

with speed,

The Swiftness of the Eagle!

see through weaknesses,

Eagle's Sharpness!

Just relying on this transformed swordsmanship, Arthur felt a lot of pressure, not to mention his own incomparable strength.

clang

The swords collided, and the huge force from the blade made Arthur's mouth go numb.

"It's now!!"

The strongest time must also be the weakest time.

Arthur's complexion tightened, and his emerald-colored pupils instantly discovered a change on John's body. He seized the opening and threw out his sword brazenly. The colorless sword light swept across the sky.

'Style of Slashing Iron' reappears!

Cut off thousands of lights and shadows, and hit John's open chest.

"What... what?!"

Pupils shrank.

It's not shocking that his sword moves are exquisite.

But he couldn't figure out the timing of the sword move. It seemed that he could give him a sword while he was wide open, but correspondingly Arthur himself also rushed into his attack range with the long sword.

Change tricks.

He might be opened a hole.

But Arthur?!

--!!

The brat is far inferior to him in hard power, and it is absolutely impossible to block his life-threatening blow.

"Suicide!"

Although I don't know why Arthur, who always seems to be extremely shrewd, made such a lame mistake.

But John, who consciously seized the opportunity, still showed a ferocious smile.

The chest was slashed by the blade of the sword, cutting out a deep scar with visible bones, and dark red blood flowed down from the front of the body.

He didn't care.

Stimulated by the blood and pain, the grin on his face became even more frightening, like a demon walking out of hell.

"Give me—die!!"

John stared angrily, and in his sharp pupils, there seemed to be a condor crowing for the first time.

The light of the long sword in his hand soared.

It soared more than a hundred times, as if it had put out all its strength and asked Arthur to join it.

"I'm so blunt——||~"

Under the piercing laughter, it seemed as if he had seen the sound of Arthur falling in a pool of blood.

John even thought of how to celebrate.

A cold drink suddenly came from my ear.

"roll--"

The golden light is laid, and the road is rolling.

The rolling Jinxia in the sky turned into a vast spear thrusting forward.

Holy Spear - Rungomigniad!

Morgan, holding a mighty spear, suddenly appeared on the field. Although his petite body was nothing compared to the holy spear, it was as small as a child playing with a big gun.

But the turbulent tide in her body, like the magical power of the vast ocean, makes people unable to laugh at all, even if it is not the same power system, but the power surging wantonly is real!

In terms of size, even John couldn't help but look sideways.

The two teamed up to attack, and instantly forced the complacent him into a corner.

Originally, John, who had an unruly expression on his face, wanted to cut Arthur under the knife, but in the blink of an eye, he was struck by the fierce attack, resulting in several blatant scars.

Only Arthur can entangle him endlessly with his excellent swordsmanship.

Morgan, who was stronger and even faintly above him, made a move. The balance of this battle was tilted, not to mention naturally, and the slim winning rate fell directly to the dust.

If you say that you fight against Arthur, you are entangled in his exquisite sword moves, and you feel a sense of suffocation. You can win the fight, but you can't use it.

What he was facing now was pure powerlessness.

Not an opponent at all!

faster!

stronger!

There is also a very unusual magic.

It was all a power he had never heard of, and he had never seen it before. The weather-beaten old fritters were directly stunned by the cooperation of the two.

He didn't care at first, but let Arthur attack, lure and kill, the scar left on his chest seemed to be the last straw that overwhelmed the camel's camel's back, and the dark red blood flowed, staining most of his clothes red, and his face also suffered from blood loss Much, with a bit of suspicious paleness.

"you!"

"You are shameless!"

"So, bullying the few with the more, is this what you call a king?" John roared unwillingly, whining like a defeated dog.

Letting the blood stay on his forehead, the sharpness in his eyes became even more glaring.

"Humph!"

"Using more to bully the less? Isn't it a trick for you to plan an ambush to deal with little Arthur?"

"Is it true that after you succeed in setting the trap, it is justice for us to fight back?"

There was a sneering smile on Morgan's incomparably beautiful face.

Not even interested in chatting with him.

"Gun of Ending, Wall of Light!"

As the highest elf, Morgan's control over magic power is unimaginable to outsiders!

Ultimate's brilliance bloomed at her slender fingertips.

Although it is not yet, the peak moment is exaggerated to the grand occasion that puts the whole story in a cage.

The mighty wall of light also covered the audience in an instant.

Layer after layer of light beams, layer upon layer, squeezed John firmly within a square inch.

On the translucent wall of light, various mysterious spells emanated, turning into mighty blows, gushing towards him, covering his whole body with no room for dodge in the blink of an eye.

Instantly knocked him into a dazed state.

"It's my turn!"

The bright aurora blooms on the sword of victory and oath, far away from the ideal land of the world, infused with massive energy "soon reached the maximum threshold he can control now.

"Excalibur!!"

Arthur who doesn't talk too much.

With a flick of his hand, he gave him a long-prepared curry stick, which directly made a big face.

The particle beams moved towards John, hitting his head continuously, hitting hard.

"Not bad~"

There was a smile on Morgan's lips.

Holding the 'Holy Spear - Rungomigniad' in his hand, he rushed towards John.

Like a heroic female knight on the battlefield.

Look in all directions!

In the blink of an eye, a hundred shots were shot at John.

The gun shoots out like a dragon, like a flower branch blooming in full bloom, the blooming petals are falling, and in the grand splendor, there is a chilling murderous intent hidden in it. Every shot (by Li's) carries the threat of death.

Like the dead flowers of the other shore blooming in full bloom on the sea.

Whoosh!

rub rub rub!

In the blink of an eye, the large and small wounds on John's body multiplied at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the situation changed in an instant.

Someone who had the upper hand and was complacent suddenly became pitiful.

He was cornered.

His body was covered in blood, and his face was even pale, except for the eagle pupils that were still sharp, with an unyielding look.

"I"

"The journey is the vast sea!"

"I'm the man who wants to take away all the treasures, how could I fall here!"

John stared.

The hair and beard are all stretched out, like a burst of seeds, the boiling blood on his body, transpired into a red energy coat, turned into a dragon of blood, lingering around him waving his hands and tail.

The cracked wound on his body was abruptly closed by him under the permeation of blood energy.

Bleeding for a while!.