In This Future World Full of Heroic Spirits

At the same time, a sadness of the king's end emerged, making people unable to bear to swing their swords.

"What are you! Primitive magic!"

Rosen had long expected the mental attack, the low-level mental attack was neutralized, the long sword was thrown away, and the three black keys were clenched tightly.

Kidney shot!The sharp blade stabbed in from the abdomen and stabbed out from the back of the waist. Edward opened his mouth and spat out a large mouthful of blood. He staggered and took a few steps back, but his face was grim as if his magic power surged.

The rapidly recovering muscles clamped the black keys, ripples in the air, and dense arrows stretched out, surrounding the two of them.

Edward shed blood and tears and roared up to the sky:

"I am King of Britain! Conqueror of Wales! Hammer of Scotland! I am with this kingdom forever!"

"Half-hero... let's die together!"

[Noble Phantasm Liberation - Destroy the Longbow! 】

This is a complete Noble Phantasm outbreak, and its power is even stronger than when Bedivere was attacked, but in the face of the king's anger and sadness, Rosen just said 'oh'. .

The magic power also rose a notch, he let go of the black key, and the several layers of magic power bursting dress made his hands bleed red.Without a moment's hesitation, those blood-red hands suddenly grabbed Edward's neck and ripped it with all his might—

An angry head was torn down like this!

PS: The second update, hey, pay the bill tomorrow, today is impossible, take a shower and sleep, and have to go to work after [-] o'clock tomorrow.

Chapter 59 is in the second half of Heroic Spirits, please give me more advice

Tear... Tear Heroic Spirits! ?

Bedivere, who was kneeling on the ground, shrank his pupils, and couldn't believe what happened in front of him. A veteran heroic spirit, even the long-legged Edward who was comparable to the Knights of the Round Table, died like this? ?And die so tragically!

Edward kept his terrified head and rolled to the ground, and then turned into nothingness in the pale blue particles in the sky. The death of the king was nothing special, even the same as the death of the most humble heroic spirit.

"You... You actually did it?" The silver-haired knight turned his attention to Rosen, but he couldn't find the joy of the rest of his life for a while.

The man in front of him looked very embarrassed, but his face was full of calmness, as if he was able to handle everything with ease and everything was planned.Thinking of this, Bedivere suddenly flashed a trace of doubt:

Could it be that he deliberately let himself consume Edward!

"Can too much blood loss also affect IQ? Facts are facts, there is no need to think too much." Rosen threw the cigarette butt aside with a smile, and the magic power in his body dropped rapidly like a deflated ball.

This Edward's last outbreak was a deadly threat. If he hadn't reacted quickly, it would have been cold by now.

The price of the emergency ascension made Rosen a little tired, so he found a gravel and sat down, his eyes fixed on Bedwell, and he looked at the latter with hair all over his body.

"What... what's wrong?"

"It's nothing, I just want to ask you one thing, did you suspect that Edward had a problem long before you came to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs?"

The silver-haired knight's expression froze, and he thought about it for a few seconds, then nodded heavily:

"Yes, Edward has always been the target of strict precautions. But I thought it was just a contradiction in the distribution of interests. Who knew that he had defected directly to the monster! This kind of thing has never happened in this world!"

Monsters represent destruction. As long as heroic spirits choose to fall, they will be more or less infected with breath. She has never heard of trading with monsters.

"It never happened? I'm sorry, it did." Rosen smiled lightly, but the seemingly casual expression made Bedivere unable to find any words to refute.

"As long as there are enough interests, there is no camp boundary between monsters, heroic spirits, and humans." As if recalling some past events, Rosen thought for a while, waved his hand to disperse everything, and asked again:

"Then why do you still choose to come when you know there is danger?"

"Because Edward's strength is indispensable! For the sake of the overall situation, even if there is a glimmer of hope, I will do my best to fight for it!" Bedivere is very serious, and as a knight, she is never afraid of sacrifice.

The awe-inspiring righteousness of the knight came to his face, but Rosen was amused and laughed.

"The big picture? Haha, the big picture! Is your decision to be killed by Edward, so that he can take over the military power of the whole of London? Then there will be a reverse Dunkirk retreat?"

"Lord Rosen, this is not funny!" Bedivere's face was ashen, and he really wanted to jump over and hack the bastard to death.

He was really blind, how could he have thought he was a gentleman?

"No no no, it's really funny, please, you are the only Knight of the Round Table in London now, and the command center of the whole of Britain!" Rosen shook his head and shouted sharply: "If you are not lucky, I can only Come to collect the corpse! Faith and responsibility are important, but sometimes you need to use your brain!"

The tough as iron knight opened his mouth and was speechless for a long time.It was indeed because he was lucky, and Rosen arrived in time, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.

Edward only needs to issue a few wrong orders, and the returning Majesty can only fight alone, not to mention that he still has the opportunity to attack.

Bedwell, who almost made a big mistake, was in a state of disarray, but he didn't notice a sinister smile flashing across Rosen's face.

Phew... This cannon fodder is finally willing.

Just as Bedwell blamed himself and Rosen breathed a sigh of relief, light footsteps came from the end of the street, and the two looked up and saw a man standing on top of the rubble.

He was wearing green armor, and his handsome appearance was as dazzling as this morning light. He held a red and yellow spear in each hand, and a short sword around his waist. Those extremely charming brown eyes glanced around, and finally stopped on Rosen's body.

A flash of fighting spirit flashed, and the man jumped from the ruins and walked quickly.

"Edward's subordinate?!" Bedivere struggled to stand up, but put a hand on her shoulder and pressed her back again.

"Don't be nervous, have you ever seen such an upright rebel?"

Rosen chuckled lightly, this person is too familiar to him, he can identify his identity with those 'two brushes'.

"The Brilliant Appearance" Dirumdo Odina, this guy is even more brainless than King Arthur, how could he be a traitor.

'No wonder I always feel that someone is watching, it turns out to be him...'

For a split second, he had mixed feelings in his heart, this DiLumuduo is really a 'good reinforcement'!In order not to disturb my 'duel', I've really watched from the sidelines until now. Can't we choose another time when these people show the way of chivalry?