Roland, become my Noble Phantasm!

Under the immersion of the power of the island, it is impossible for my dream to have no indications. Could it be that my "dear" child is not dead yet?Then this is really surprising, but this island is doomed to be destroyed, so what if you tell yourself now that you still have a child alive?

There were noisy footsteps and the sound of armor rubbing in the corridor of the castle. It seemed that the subordinates who promised themselves to bring King Arthur's head had failed, but this was also expected. With the red dragon The existence of the soul, if it is so easy to be killed, it is really a joke.

Voutigeng sat up slightly, since he came back this time, don't leave again, just stay here.

The door of the hall was pushed open again, bringing some fresh air into the decaying hall, but under the influence of the black mist, the air wasn't that fresh.

Arturia and the knights who followed King Arthur were old faces, and Vortigern didn't want to take a second look at them, but compared to last time, there seemed to be a few more newcomers.

After scanning around, Vortigern set his eyes on Aslan.

It's on the shelves! It's on the shelves!

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Chapter 73: The pleasantries are over, let's start the fight!

Looking at the boy with light blond hair and light blue eyes in front of him, Vortigern couldn't help but recall the child in his dream. So, has it been more than ten years since then?That child not only survived, but also grew into such a wonderful appearance.

Time is really merciless.

The child in front of me that I had long forgotten has grown up, and my appearance has become so old, but this island is about to be destroyed, even if I am old, it doesn't matter, let alone with the blessing of the island's power, even if I Already old, who is his enemy?

"Aslan...is that your name?"

Vortigern's pale golden eyes and Aslan's blue eyes looked at each other. The moment the two eyes met, neither of them felt affection from each other's eyes, but only indifference and confrontation. Of course, Vitigeng didn't expect any kind of affection for him from his long-forgotten son.

Aslan was somewhat surprised that Vortigern called out his own name accurately, he thought his father had lost the slightest impression and position of himself in his heart because of his cheapness.

But the facts are almost the same. If it wasn't for that dream, how could this magic dragon think of his cheap son that he didn't know what happened to him a long time ago?

But since Vortigern has already called out his name, Aslan will not respond without any response. He smiled softly at the old man on the throne. This smile does seem to have a bit of purity and filial piety. "I didn't expect you to remember my name. I'm really sorry to come back to see you after so many years."

Looking at the smile of the young man in front of him, Vitigeng slowed down a bit, and then put his hand on his cheek again, showing a faint smile on his face.

For a moment, the whole scene looked very warm, if one ignores the dark castle and the decayed wreckage on the ground.

If there is a modern director standing here, he will definitely be impressed by the high acting skills of the two people in front of him. There is no relationship between them, but they can reflect such a warm atmosphere.

After Gao Wen heard about the relationship between the two, he became more vigilant. From the very beginning, he didn't think that Aslan was a trustworthy existence. Since his king was kind, someone would have to bear some burdens for him. Of course, this is also related to Gao Wen's current personality.

Arturia was actually a little shocked. She thought that Aslan was the child of King Uther just like herself, a brother she didn't know, but she never thought that Aslan was actually the child of the dragon. No wonder Aslan has kept silent about his own background, after all, it is almost an identity that is universally enemy.

Gao Wen has been staring at Aslan, worried that this existence whose strength is not weaker than theirs will directly turn against him. If Aslan and Meluxen choose to stand beside the dragon at this time, they, the Knights of the Round Table, will definitely be defeated by the entire army. Annihilated!

The black coercion on Vortigern's body gradually became stronger, and the twisted shadow behind him was like a ferocious dragon, "Since it's my child, let me just say one more thing, Aslan, You still have one last chance to choose your position, otherwise, even if my blood flows through your body, I will still be merciless."

He had no intention of leaving an heir, so it didn't matter if he killed a child who had grown up.

Vortigern stretched out his hand to Aslan, "My blood is flowing on your body, even if this island enters darkness, you can still live perfectly adapted, the child who follows you It's not human, so no matter how the future of this island changes, it won't affect you, right?"

On this point, Vortigern does not lie at all. No matter whether this island goes into darkness and becomes a hell for human beings from now on, or maintains the status quo, it will not affect Meluxin and Aslan in the future, at least in the short term. That's how it looks in time.

But Great Britain has played a vital role in advancing human history, especially in the era of the Industrial Revolution. Once this island is reduced to a human hell and enjoys a normal history, the possibility of continuing to continue is too low, unless Yas Lan can create a new Britain without occupying any land in the original history.

Even if New Britain is established in Siberia, there may be huge deviations.

With such a result, Aslan didn't dare to gamble, not to mention that his father didn't have much affection for the cheap in front of him, so Aslan drew his holy sword and pointed at the cheap on the seat. Dad, "Okay, Dad, we're done talking about the old days, and it's time to end the warm moments between father and son."

The smile on Aslan's face gradually faded. He couldn't persuade Vortigerm, and Vortigerm couldn't win him over. The island was still collapsing, so it was time to get down to business.

"Let's start fighting!"

Vortigern put away the smile on his face, and became indifferent the next moment, "Since my dear son has already chosen the camp and made such a request at the same time, what else can I say?"

Voutigeng stood up slowly, clenched the magic sword in his hand, black power began to pour into his body, the armor on his body and the magic sword in his hand turned into extreme darkness, in this extreme darkness , all the light seemed to be swallowed, even the brilliant victory sword in Aslan's hand, most of the light was absorbed at this moment.

It was darkness that swallowed all light, and the more brilliant the light in everyone's hands, the more intense the light absorbed by the dragon in front of him would be.

But right now there are three holy swords with radiance here. In order to weaken the power of the three holy swords, Vortigern can't directly swallow the brilliance of one holy sword completely. It is also a good thing.

At least the three holy swords in front of him can still bloom with brilliance.

"Can it only be devoured to such an extent? But it doesn't matter, as long as the owner of the holy sword is killed, the brilliance of this moment will naturally be dimmed forever. As my dear son said, come and kill! Let me see Let's see if that ridiculous prophecy can come true!"

After finishing speaking, Vortigern raised the magic sword in his hand and swung it straight forward. The darkness engulfed the entire hall like a tsunami.

Chapter 74: There are many surprises, don't be surprised, Dad

Not every knight of the round table has a holy sword, and not every knight of the round table has great strength. At least when the darkness enveloped the entire hall and kept washing away the crowd, after Kai persisted for a while, the sword in his hand disappeared. A gradually decaying posture began to appear.

After seeing such a situation, Aslan took a few steps forward, and stood at the forefront of the entire team together with Artoria. The Sword of Contract Victory and the Sword of Brilliant Victory, the two swords were combined together, In this pure black hall, a gap was opened like a spear.

Relying on her physique that surpassed human beings, Mei Luxin forcibly charged towards Vitigern standing in front of the throne, and the two swords directly collided with the pitch-black magic sword.

What surprised Meluxin was that the human in front of her had the power to rival a dragon, no... the guy in front of her was a dragon, right?Although it has the appearance of a human being, it can still vaguely smell the aura and smell of the same kind on its body.

Although he didn't directly knock the guy in front of him into the air, it still somewhat interrupted the continuous burst of darkness above Vitigeng's magic sword.

Arturia slightly turned her head to look at the people behind her. At this moment, she had to admit that although her Knights of the Round Table were strong, and some of them even had better swordsmanship than herself, when facing the dragon in front of her, , I still have more than enough heart but not enough strength. I am afraid that the only ones who can really face this demon dragon are myself as the red dragon and Aslan, the son of the white dragon!

Strictly speaking, this could be regarded as a battle of dragons. Without the power of dragons, they are not qualified to intervene in this battle.

"As expected of the Sun Knight, the stubborn Gao Wenqing, look! It seems that the guy's stomach can't fully accommodate your light, but... Gao Wenqing, take the others to retreat, and help those who have been affected by the island's power Influenced by the monsters who continue to attack here."

Gao Wen was stunned for a moment, and clenched his teeth. Although his king didn't finish everything, he still told them very clearly that they wanted to face the dragon in front of them. Combat is still a bit lacking, although they are already very strong in the eyes of many people.

Although his own king comforted him, Gao Wen understood that if it wasn't because of his own king and the son of the white dragon standing in front of them, Vortigern, who had become stronger, would be here. After a sword strike, they, the Knights of the Round Table, are very likely to turn into rotten dust like ordinary soldiers.

In the final analysis, he still failed to fight side by side with the king!

Artoria didn't think that Gao Wen and others were a burden in this battle, but Artoria, who was not very good at expressing her feelings, couldn't say it more tactfully.

Just like when the rift between her and Mordred began, she knew the rough fate of Britain, and inheriting the throne would mean endless disasters. She could lead Britain to change its fate against the sky because she was He was indoctrinated with the teachings of the king day and night and tempered his mind, while Mordred, who is an artificial human, lacked the most critical education as a king.

However, Artoria did not explain too much, but said resolutely, "So that's the case. Although it was my sister's trick, you are indeed my child, but I am not going to admit it. I will not entrust the throne to you, Mordred, you have no way to become a king, you lack the ability to be a king."

Of course, at that time, Arturia might have had some feelings about the fate of the child in front of her. How long would the lifespan of the artificial child raised by her sister using special magic means be?

Under such a fate, it would be too pitiful to bear the endless disaster of becoming a king. The child in front of her is both her own blood and her own people. At that time, Artoria still wanted to Let the child in front of you be happy.

But it's too early to tell.

Of course, Gao Wen would not let his imagination run wild because of Wang's words, but more or less Wang's character and posture still left a small mark in some people's hearts.

Vortigern turned around and kicked on Meiluxin's double swords, forcing Meiluxin back, looked at the knights who had exited the hall, nodded slightly, and then set his sights on Alto Liya's body, "It seems that you finally understand that no matter how many ants there are, there is no way to affect the dragon, just like my subordinates can't destroy you..."

Vortigern smiled wildly and showed his big white teeth, "Similarly, your subordinates have nothing to do with me! Come on! Arthur! Aslan! Then it's time for us to fight seriously !"

After finishing speaking, Vortigern, who had been standing in front of the throne all the time, rushed straight down, waving the magic sword in his hand forward, and at the same time, a large number of black stains on the other hand were rapidly compressed, and the power of the island was directly condensed into the weapon's body. appearance.

After all, he had to face three enemies, and one weapon seemed somewhat insufficient.

The pitch-black magic sword and the faintly shining holy sword collided together, and that moment, like a flame flickering in the darkness, dimmed a little again, making it even more fragile.

Artoria pinched the hilt of the sword with both hands, barely blocking the magic sword that was emitting black energy.

At the same time, after Aslan on the other side collided with the magic sword condensed by his old father with the power of the island with the sword of brilliant victory, he gritted his teeth and followed the sword of brilliant victory directly after feeling the strength of his cheap old father. He began to absorb the power of the dark island to maintain and strengthen his physical strength.

When he was sure that he could barely block his cheap father with one hand, Aslan put his hand on his chest, and took off the gun of fate hanging on his chest.

"Father, I have prepared many surprises for you!"

The existence that was originally like a pendant quickly became bigger, and the silver-white gun of destiny appeared in Aslan's hands. The hangtag engraved with the fairy characters was like a tassel. Under the collision of the magic power of the two, they collided with each other. , making a crisp sound, the divine light and the power of life bloom outward.

"Bring light to this place! Bring miracles to this place! Let the holy light come——【The Spear of Destiny Shined by Light】!"

Accompanied by Aslan's movements, the holy spear pierced towards the neck of his cheap father, and at the same time a powerful force exploded outward, that was life and glory!

Chapter 75: Accept this trivial concern!

In Aslan's memory, there is still the appearance of his cheap father many years ago. In the distant impression of this body, Vortigern's hair is still light golden, not as much as the light golden hair now. In the long years, he has grown up, and his cheap daddy has also grown old.

Now that you are getting older and you are getting old, you should use health care products to replenish your body.

It just so happens that the gun of destiny in my hand has powerful sacred power and the ability to heal injuries. Unlike the distant Utopia, this healing ability can be released to other people as long as I want it.

Aslan is a very filial and good boy. After finding out that his father is getting old, of course he must prepare some health care products for his old father to take good care of his body.

Well, just like the gun of destiny in my hand, with this sacred light and light of life, I can definitely take good care of my old father's body.

And as a filial son, of course I hope that my old father, whom I haven't seen for a long time, will take care of this old body as soon as possible. Isn't liberation the fulfillment of the conditions to let the Holy Lance bloom with holiness and light?

He is really a good boy who cares about his father!

In order not to let his father suffer, he must make unremitting efforts and let the Holy Lance unleash his power without leaving any magic power!

Ah ~ father!Dad who wants to be strong all his life, what can I do for you?Accept the trivial concerns!

Am I your pride?Are you still worried about me?The child you care about has grown up.

I was so moved that I almost cried, how about you?

The gun of destiny was shining brightly, directly liberating one's most powerful power, and rushing towards Vitigern's neck. According to the power of this gun, if the strength of the person in front of you is weaker, let alone the neck is still there after this , I am afraid that the whole person will turn into ashes.

Vortigern also took back his magic sword at the first time, and at the same time mobilized the power of the island to cover his body for defense. The next moment, the dazzling light pierced the darkness. dazzling.

There was no relaxed expression on Aslan's face, but he was not sure that his family was cheap. Before his father lost his fighting power, everything was still unknown. He didn't think that compared to the original trajectory, with one more him, he would be able to move so easily. Get rid of this dragon, if that's the case, in the original plot line, Arturia will not be caught in a hard fight for nearly a day.

When the light gradually narrowed, Aslan quickly recovered his magic power under the boost of the distant ideal land and the rich power of the island. Feeling the recovery speed of his own magic power, Aslan couldn't help but sigh with emotion. In the field crusade, only you can achieve the Noble Phantasm burst.

However, this power, which is like darkness, shows no signs of diminishing or stopping at all, which means that the full-scale attack of using the gun of fate did not cause too much injury to my cheap daddy. This is not good news , I didn't expect my cheap father to be so difficult to deal with.

Should I say proudly, is he really worthy of being his own father?

What is there to be proud of? ! !

I am not a player who is keen on clearing various difficult levels!It's really not normal for an existence like that to be addicted to Cat Leo!

At this time, it is better to hope that my cheap father can be weaker, ah, but if I really fail, then I should also die here, although I don’t spend much time with my father, but that man Ah, but he will not let go of any guy who is hostile to him.

Even if he has the blood of the white dragon flowing.

After the light and dust dispersed, Vortigern appeared in front of the two of them. The black armor on his body showed signs of being broken, and the black magic sword in his hand was also cracked.

Looking at the armor on his body and the weapon in his hand, Voutigeng shook his head lightly, then grabbed the tattered armor with one hand, tore it apart and threw it aside, revealing his muscular muscles.

But at this moment, the muscles are not flesh-colored, but covered with a large number of scales. These scales are pitch black, but reflect a faint light, like black gems, but deeper than black gems.

These black scales are tightly attached to the abdomen, chest and neck, and even spread to the cheeks, like a tight armor. I am afraid that under the full attack of the gun of fate, it is these scales that helped the dragon relieve the pain. Most of the power.

"As expected of my good son, he actually gave me such a big surprise. If I didn't pay attention, maybe I really enjoyed this gift completely, but it's a pity, just relying on this little gift to make me want to If Father is moved, you are 100 years too early!"

Then the power of the surrounding island quickly gathered in the direction of Vortigern, and even the shadow behind him slowly spread a pair of wings to wrap him in it.

The brilliance emitted by the holy gun in Aslan's hand is also constantly drawn. There is an existence deeper than the black hole, a gap in the world, a crack in space, and the existence that enters it will completely disappear in this world. Will never return.

The darkness completely fell off Vortigern, and at the same time, it continuously absorbed everything around it. The wind picked up the hair of several people, and at the same time, it continuously attracted several people to the depths of the darkness. On the ground, if a foot slips, it will be hated forever.

At the same time, the extremely contracted darkness began to beat rapidly like a heart. If there was anything to describe it, the darkness at this moment was like a mysterious eggshell that was gestating.

After seeing the pitch-black eggshell, Meiluxin couldn't help clenching her teeth, and let out a deep sound like a wild beast. This was out of the dragon's instinct, and when it entered its own territory, it might threaten itself. There is a warning, but it also means that a dragon will be born in the dark center.

No, it's not correct to use the word "birth" to describe it. It would be more accurate to say "restoration".

My cheap daddy is about to resume that dragon posture!

Ka-!

Cracks appeared in the pitch-black egg, but what emanated from the pitch-blackness was not light, but an even more extreme darkness, a darkness that would make people feel fear just by looking at it!

Chapter 76: I allow you to liberate the original posture!

Accompanied by a roar, a magic dragon soared out of the darkness. How can I describe this dragon?According to the legend and my own understanding of Voutigeng, the one flying with its wings should be a white dragon, but whether it was pasted on the human body of my cheap old father before, or the dragon with its wings soaring above the sky, at first glance It only looks black.

Perhaps it was because all the rays of light were absorbed that it was impossible for people to see the original color of the dragon clearly.

From a scientific point of view, after light is absorbed, no matter what color it is, in the eyes of people, there is only pitch black, the purest black.

And because this world has some magical elements, this black has a little more indescribable magnificence.

If he didn't have a scientific background, anyone who saw such a dark thing would think that the Vortigern race is mutated, right?Although the current dragon is displaying indescribable coercion, but out of filial piety, Aslan still wants to end the life of his old father who was mistaken for a black dragon as soon as possible.

As long as he dies, no longer absorbs the power of the island, no longer releases darkness, and his own cheapness, Dad should be able to return to white again.

The entire castle collapsed as soon as the dragon recovered its real body. The stones that built the castle were blown far away while the black wings soared, and finally hit the ground heavily. , kicked up a cloud of dust, and the sky became even darker. All the existences that became monsters due to the power of the island also shouted at this moment, celebrating the birth of the king.

This storm also pushed Artoria and Aslan back for a distance. If it wasn't for the fact that the dragon in front of them had quickly changed from the hall to such a huge appearance, they might have been buried directly in the Among the ruins.