Humans Are in Britain, the Noble Phantasm God's Key

Everyone climbed to the outer edge of the castle, looked into the distance, and saw a white figure flying towards the distant skyline. It had a ferocious dragon head, silver scales, and huge bone wings. It was a giant white head. dragon!

"It's over..." The faces of the kings were ashen, and the despair could not be concealed in their eyes.

In their view, it must be that Vortigern had already wiped out King Arthur, and now he came to liquidate them.

When they thought that they and others would soon be wiped out under the breath of the dragon, many people felt uncontrollable sadness in their hearts.

Grieve for yourself, grieve for your country, grieve for the people of this land...

"Even if it is death, this king will die standing up!" A king gritted his teeth and turned around to dispatch his army.

The rest of the kings looked at each other and nodded each other. Even if they knew that the gods were unparalleled, they still had to fight for it!

Because of them, there is simply no way out.

"Everyone, don't panic." Bedivere said suddenly, "Maybe things haven't reached the worst level yet."

The eyes of the kings suddenly lit up, and the hope in their hearts was revived again, and they hurriedly said: "You mean there is still a turning point?"

Bedivere did not answer.

He remembered that in the message sent to him by His Highness the Eldest Princess, it was mentioned that the body of Vutigeng's white dragon was over a thousand meters long, larger than His Highness Ned's real body, but just now he made an estimate and found that the body of the white dragon was facing towards The white dragon flying here should not exceed 50 meters at most.

This obviously has something to do with Wang.

However, just to be on the safe side, he still contacted Lancelot, Lan Malloc and others to prepare them for the challenge.

Bailong fled in a panic, and suddenly found a lot of human breath in the city ahead.

He hesitated for a moment, wondering if he should continue to move forward, but suddenly there was a familiar breath behind him.

Um, wait, just one person?That guy is not here?

A trace of hesitation flashed in its eyes, if that guy wasn't there, maybe he could...

no!After so many self-explosions, my current strength is very weak, and there is not much immortality left in my body. Moreover, this is very likely to be a conspiracy by that guy!

With this in mind, Bailong no longer hesitated, and was about to turn around, when a crimson feather suddenly flashed in front of his eyes.

With a bang, the anger that had been suppressed for three days suddenly spewed out from the bottom of Bailong's heart, rushing straight into his mind, and the golden dragon pupils were instantly covered with a layer of blood.

I don't even dare to make a move when that guy is gone, what kind of god am I!

It's just a mere human being, so there's nothing to be afraid of!

Use this guy's life first to make up for the humiliation I have suffered these days!

It turned around and let out an angry roar towards Artoria. It flapped its wings and swooped forward. Senhan's sharp claws slashed towards Artoria's head.

"Hmph!" A cold snort came from under the Cangyin Lion Helmet, and Arturia swung the holy sword forward, cutting off Vortigern's dragon claw by the roots, and golden blood spilled in the air.

"Roar!" The intense pain aroused Vortigern's anger even more. It opened its huge mouth and bit Arturia, but the latter raised the holy spear Lungomigniad in an instant. The Lunguang Cannon shot out, piercing Bai Long's head.

Bailong's eyes gradually dimmed, and his huge body crashed down, making a huge crater on the ground, sending dust flying all over the sky.

A white beam of light shot out from the depths of the smoke and dust, rushing straight towards the sky, but Arturia seemed to have expected this a long time ago, and rode Don Stallion and swooped down without flinching.

"Blooming brilliance at the end, it can tear the sky and connect the earth! Anchor of the storm! "Rhongomyniad"!!"

The Holy Lance burst out with endless brilliance in an instant, and the storm and lightning turned into a torrent rushing in, tearing the white beam of light into pieces with ease, and nailing it fiercely on the head of the newly revived white dragon.

Bai Long's gaze dimmed again, and then new vitality emerged from his body.

The kings came with their troops, looking at Arturia who was fighting fiercely with the white dragon, their faces were dull.

"It's... not King Arthur?"

"Who is that knight? How could he fight White Dragon like this?"

The eyes of all the kings gathered on Bedivere in unison.

Bedivere was silent for a moment, and a meaningful smile suddenly appeared on his face:

"That is the King of Knights who inherited the will of the Chosen King!"

King of Knights... The kings were shocked and looked at each other.

Tens of thousands of soldiers watched the knight fighting the white dragon alone, and while their hearts were strongly shocked, their eyes were gradually covered with fanaticism.

Human beings always have a mentality of admiration for the strong, and soldiers even have a kind of crazy worship for the strong.

It is a very simple dream to fight for three thousand miles in one body, and become a master of millions with one sword, but it is also the strongest desire in everyone's heart.

The knight in the silver lion armor is the true portrayal of this dream in reality!

The battle lasted from noon to dusk, until Arturia No. 18 inserted the holy sword into Vortigern's head, and the latter finally completely lost his voice.

Standing on the head of the white dragon, she turned around and looked at the crowd. The pale silver armor was covered with golden blood, and the blood-like setting sun poured down on her body. It was desolate and lonely, but it also revealed an indescribable heavy pressure.

All the kings turned their heads one after another, not daring to look at him.

"Knight King! Knight King!"

Camelot's army cheered first, and then everyone shouted loudly as if they were infected. The voices of tens of thousands of people gathered together in a majestic and majestic manner, like overwhelming mountains and seas!

"Knight King! Knight King!"

Chapter 198 Chapter 70 The Reappearance of the Moon King

Arturia stood on top of the white dragon's corpse, looking at the cheering crowd, her holy blue eyes hidden under the helmet showed a little lightheartedness.

She was about to take a step forward, but a strong sense of crisis suddenly came from the bottom of her heart!

boom--! !

A beautiful white fist pierced out of Artoria's chest, and the terrifying explosive force created circles of punches visible to the naked eye.

The cheers of the crowd stopped abruptly, and a look of consternation was evident in their eyes.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

Kai's eyes turned red in an instant, his mouth roared like a beast, he took out the golden sword Clausoulus, and ran forward.

Lancelot yanked him back.

"You fucking let me go!!" Kai turned around angrily, his reason was almost completely swallowed up, and he swung his sword at Lancelot without hesitation.

Waving the indestructible lake light, Lancelot easily blocked the sword. The force transmitted from the sword made Kai's arm go numb, almost causing the sword to fly out.

In the Knights of the Round Table, except for Artoria, no one can match Lancelot in swordsmanship.

"Calm down first." Lancelot shouted in a low voice, "See clearly!"

Kai was slightly taken aback, then turned his head, and saw that although the fist had pierced Arturia's chest, there was no trace of blood.

Hundreds of golden fragments surrounded Artoria at some point, creating a lofty and misty atmosphere, as if she had escaped from this world and entered another space.

That fist seemed to hit her, but in fact, it just hit her projection in this space.

"Tsk, it's this thing again, Gaia, it's really a headache." A strange voice came from behind, but for some reason, Artoria felt a familiar feeling from this tone.

Although doubts arose in her heart, her movements were not slow at all. She held the sword of vowed victory, twisted her waist, and the sharp edge of the sword drew a perfect arc in the void, and slashed behind her.

A pure white catkin protruded lightly, and the slender and flawless index finger and thumb were brought together, catching the blade of the Sword of Oath of Victory without a trace of fireworks, relaxed and freehand.

The holy blue eyes hidden under the Cangyin lion helmet instantly widened. How could someone be able to stop the holy sword of the star with just physical strength!

But then, a bolt of lightning suddenly flashed across Artoria's mind, causing her body to tremble uncontrollably.

No, there's a guy who can really do it...

She raised her head and saw a young girl with black hair and red eyes standing in front of her. The long black dress on her body extended to her knees, revealing two slender legs that were as white as lotus roots. Her plain white face was exquisite and flawless, her scarlet eyes His eyes are full of aloofness, like a god perched in the sky, overlooking the earth indifferently.

Artoria's pupils shrank suddenly, and her heart started beating thumpingly.

She had seen this scene before. Seven years ago, in the Battle of the Great Plains against the Kingdom of Ghana, at the last moment of the war, that guy also descended on the battlefield with a container like this, which brought an extremely heavy burden to them at that time. pressure.

If the teacher hadn't forced them back, they might have been wiped out that time.

She still still remembers what the teacher said at that time, the name of the container is Elte Luci, and it is a spare body specially prepared by that guy in case of accidents in the future, but because it is the dead apostle and the true ancestor It is of mixed blood, so there is some kind of defect, and it is regarded as a defective product by that guy.

But, wasn't that guy killed by her three days ago...

Thoughts flashed through her mind like a flash, and in an instant, Artoria blurted out: "You have already transferred your spirit into Erte Luqi's body!?"

A little surprise flashed in the scarlet eyes of "Eltluchi": "Can you be chosen as the heir by that guy, you are indeed smarter than I imagined."

Artoria narrowed her eyes slightly, and with a thought, the holy spear inserted on the white dragon's corpse not far away trembled slightly, and then stabbed like a sharp arrow.

"Eltluchi" turned sideways to avoid the surprise attack of the holy sword. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Artoria's wrist shook, and a dark energy was transmitted to the sword, and "Eltluchi" Fingers popped.

Arturia took two steps back, holding the holy sword in her left hand and the holy gun in her right hand, with [the distant utopia] surrounded by her side, she said in a deep voice: "It's useless, Zhu Yue, in the state of consecutive victories You have been killed by me, what can you do with this incomplete container?"

Zhu Yue twirled her fingers, looked up at Artoria, and said with a smile, "Have you forgotten what I told you? I have studied human wisdom very carefully. Sure, do you think I would really jump out so stupidly?"

Artoria's heart sank, for some reason, she suddenly had a bad feeling.

Her eyes flickered slightly, she raised the holy sword in her hand without hesitation, and said loudly:

""Thirteen Seals Liberate Seal Thirteen──Planet Judgment Begins Decision start!"

"—!"

"This is a battle with someone who is stronger than oneself."

"This is a one-on-one battle."

"This is the battle against non-elves."! "

The declaration shouted, two or three minutes passed, but the holy sword still did not change.

At first, Arturia thought it was Gaia who was playing tricks again, but after calling for a long time, she didn't get Gaia's response.

"It's useless, the suppression force can no longer interfere here."

Zhu Yue smiled slightly, raised her plain hand slightly, and a golden cup pierced out of Vitigeng's body, filled with a mysterious and mighty aura, making people unable to restrain themselves from having the urge to worship.

Boom!

Like a blast of Jiao Lei in her mind, Artoria couldn't help taking a step back, her eyes filled with intense horror.

Holy Grail!

It's the Holy Grail!