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Chapter 30 Resurrection!
Kalaitine, the Sword of Wheel of Victory, is the holy sword held by Gawain. It is also known as the sister sword with the sword of Curry Stick, the Sword of Oath of Victory.

Together with Arondette of the Lake of No Regrets, they are the three holy swords of the British Isle, but the Lake of No Regrets has degenerated into a magic sword because of Lancelot's beheading of his colleagues.

The wheel-running sword of victory, with a pseudo-sun sealed on the hilt, can burn opponents by releasing the hot rays of the sun.

The classification of the three swords is also very interesting, against the city, against the army, and against people.

Although Wugui Huguang can also fight against the army, Lancelot specialized it to fight against people, compressing the magic power of the anti-army Noble Phantasm on the tip of the sword, so its power is extremely terrifying.

A certain Sengoku Wei Gong, who was stabbed more than a dozen times by Arondette, had a great say. He lay down for three days and couldn't get up.

The hot rays of the sun were very effective, melting half of the giant tentacle monster's body almost instantly, and two thirds of its body parts disappeared.

With such a hideous wound, even those large fantasy species from the Age of Gods would have to play GG, but the tentacle monster in front of them didn't affect it.

It has no vital parts, but its movements have slowed down due to Gao Wen's Noble Phantasm attack, and the wounds are still proliferating rapidly.

And there was a faint trend of getting bigger and bigger. Gao Wen frowned and looked up to measure the height of the monster in front of him. It was already tens of meters high.

"Tsk..., must every cell be destroyed to prevent this monster from rebirth?"

Gao Wen clenched the hilt of his sword and said unwillingly, if this is the case, it will not be compatible with his treasure.

Although the Wheel-Running Victory Sword is an anti-army treasure, it can be released in a circle around the holder, sending out a large-scale attack that sweeps around.

It is very useful for cleaning up miscellaneous soldiers and mowing grass, but it is incomparable with the sword of vowed victory and Clarent, which focus on destructive power.

And now it's not a spiritual world, and Gawain doesn't have any outrageous blessings, so he's really weak in the face of large enemies.

Even if the number of saints takes effect now, it's just that Gao Wen's muscle strength value has changed from B+ to B+++, which is of no use to the output of the Noble Phantasm, and he can only stare blankly.

It's not that if you add a magic release in the game, the power of the treasure will be doubled...

The skill of the number of saints also looks outrageous, and the usual restrictions are still very large.

Compared to another Knight of the Round Table, Lancelot, holding the Lake of No Regrets, which will raise all the values ​​​​by one level, he is simply a younger brother.

Lancelot is the out-and-out numerical monster among the Knights of the Round Table.

Although it cannot be wiped out with one blow for the time being, as long as Gawain continues to consume, the monsters that have lost the support of the power of the outer domain will be beheaded by Gawain sooner or later.

The one thing Gao Wen was not reconciled to was that he blamed himself for not being able to perfectly complete the task assigned by the king.

On the other side, there was nothing to do, and the scene of Gawain fighting the monster's tentacles was clearly seen by El-Melloi II and the others.

Although it was a bit far from the center of the battlefield, El-Melloi II still had the most basic magic literacy, and he would not be troubled by this distance.

That little white Fujimaru Tachika who was like a magician, Du Temiao's restorer was still half-baked, and Kadock was completely confused.

Russian Obscure Belt, a small theater on Thunder Emperor's battlefield.

Cadoc: Brother, why can't you see?

Fujimaru Tachika: Why can I see it so far away?

Kadoc (mentality explosion): How does this b restore human reason? ? ? ?

Although Grey doesn't know much about magic yet, her physical fitness is higher than that of El-Melloi II. She doesn't know how many saints' numbers, and she can see clearly without magically strengthening her eyesight.

In fact, El-Melloi II felt that these monsters looked familiar from the very beginning, thinking that there would not be a big sea monster in the end, right?
Until all the scattered mist of the outer gods gathered together, it actually turned into the sea monster that El-Melloi II had expected, and he was stunned.

There is definitely some connection between the two, perhaps from the same place.

El-Melloi II thought silently in his heart.

However, he is not an avid fan of studying outer gods. He just speculated that these monsters were related to the sea monster summoned by the perverted blue beard, and he stopped thinking about it.

Let him study those disgusting black mud-like things, but he has no interest at all. The first time he saw these monsters, he almost vomited.

"My lord, did you remember anything?"

Reinis caught a glimpse of El-Melloi II's weird expression, and seemed to recall something bad, so she asked casually with great interest.

"Who wants to remember that kind of thing!"

El-Melloi II's face turned dark, and he still dare not eat kelp or something like tentacles when he recalled the appearance of the sea monster.

"Those knights of the round table seem to have all been dispatched. It shouldn't take long to solve it, right?"

Reinis looked at the knights of the round table who were out in force, and said something with her finger against her chin.

No matter how powerful this monster is, it can't withstand the siege of the five knights of the round table, right?

Those are heroes that existed in the Age of Gods. This configuration is equivalent to almost half of King Arthur's main force, right?
"Failnaught!"

The magical arrows released by the Anti-Army Noble Phantasm gathered countless silver threads in the air, and finally turned into a huge silver-white light beam, which pierced through the chest of the giant tentacle monster extremely sharply.

The aftermath released by the treasure set up gusts of wind, spreading in the air like ripples in the water, and the loud humming sounded like a death song played by strings.

A piercing hole several meters in diameter appeared on the chest of the monster, if the monster had a chest.

A pink piece of flesh was exposed from it, and the wriggling flesh looked extremely disgusting, and a little bit of flesh that was pierced and crushed by the treasure was scattered from behind the monster's hole.

"Tristan, knight of the round table, come to help."

Gently flicking the bow and arrow in his hand, the knight who closed his eyes like a troubadour was late, and he spoke in a soft and light tone.

"I'm very sad, Gao Wenqing, do you want to show off alone?"

Before Gao Wen could react, a water-blue sword aura cut the surface of the lake more than ten meters apart, splitting the monster's skull, splitting to both sides like a split flower.

"Arondette..."

Lancelot, who was wearing purple armor, slowly put down the lake light of no regrets in his hand.

He looked a little sad but he still came to help Gao Wen, not only because of Xia Li's order, but also to atone for his sins.

"Very good! Let's do it now! For Master!"

Mordred, who was carrying the magic sword on his shoulder, also walked over, showing a big smile on his face, looking high-spirited as if full of energy.

Gawain looked at the Knights of the Round Table behind him who came to support him, and he felt a lot of emotion for a moment. Although he was not under King Arthur's command, this feeling of working together was something he had missed for a long time.

"Then, my colleagues, present the congratulations from the knights of the round table to the king here!"

Gawain put the silver wheel of victory sword around his waist again, and the crimson sun's radiance extended from the hilt, as he shouted loudly.

The rest of the Knights of the Round Table also liberated their treasures one after another. The magical power entangled with the weapon of the magic weapon, blooming several different colors but gorgeous brilliance.

Under the chanting of the real name, there was a deafening bang first, and the soaring flames swept into the crimson magic light beam, becoming a beam of light connecting the sky and the earth.

Then a huge shock wave spread in all directions, and the soaring beam of light gradually disappeared into a mushroom cloud. In the tower at the end of the world in the distance, Xia Li could see clearly.

Under the combined strike skills of the Knights of the Round Table, the last contamination from the Outer Gods was also cleaned up, and he picked up the Holy Spear in his hand, which was entwined with DNA in a spiral shape.

This meant that he had to put away the Holy Lance, unplug the anchor again and let it return to its proper position. Otherwise, he would have to be impatient to maintain the suppression of the Holy Lance, and then send servants to kill him.

"Stingy guy, no pay at all."

Although Xia Li voluntarily maintained the Holy Spear to do nothing for restraint, he still made some contemptuous complaints in a low voice.

Restraining power is really more black-hearted than the most black-hearted capitalists, adhering to the principle of using it to death if you don't die, and you are really sucking your employees to death.

You see, Shirou Wei Gong, who was once a passionate partner in justice, has been depressed by inhibitions, smoothed his edges and corners and turned into a social animal, and extremely regretted why he chose this cheating major.

So much so that when he saw his former self, his eyes became red, and he vowed to kill this sb chuunibha patient.

And it was time for Olga Marie to wake up, Xia Li turned her head slightly, and lay on the pure white bed transformed by the holy spear behind her.

Lying on her back was a white-haired girl with a delicate and beautiful face, her slightly developed breasts did not rise and fall, and she looked very peaceful with her eyes closed.

"The director has had enough sleep, just wake up."

Xia Li walked up to Olga Marie, gently opened the white sea on the side of her eyes with his fingers, and exercised the last mystery with the holy gun in his hand.

Under the soft white light, Olga Marie's slender and curved eyelashes trembled suddenly, and her thin cherry mouth pursed her lips.

(End of this chapter)