In This Future World Full of Heroic Spirits

Accompanied by the harsh braking sound, the tank was suddenly at the door, and the silver-haired who was already able to walk jumped down, roaring as he walked:

"I'm Bedivere! The commander on the scene comes to see me immediately!"

"Sir, you are finally back. The situation in the port area is very dangerous now, and support is urgently needed." As soon as he finished speaking, a half-heroic spirit with injuries all over his body walked quickly.

Without the heroic spirits in charge, these people almost couldn't even hold the headquarters.

Seeing the mess she left behind, the knight's face turned red, but she quickly returned to normal. She didn't give any orders, and pointed to Rosen and the others:

"The defense of the Ministry of Defense is taken over by these two excellencies, leaving a squadron to participate in the defense, and the rest go to the port area immediately!"

"Yes!" The soldier with the backbone took the order with a bang.

The knights of the round table are all resolute in character, the battle is urgent, Bedivere didn't even have time to say goodbye, the back full of scars disappeared into the depths of the building.

Outside the gate, Rosen had just found a pair of shoes to put on, but when he looked up, he could no longer see the silver-haired knight, and the corners of his mouth twitched, not knowing what to say.

After all, he also saved the girl's life, it would be too unconscionable to be left behind so quickly.

'It seems that after staying with King Arthur for a long time, Bedivere has also changed. '

Rosen, who was full of resentment, turned his head and looked, Dilumduo's face was full of admiration.

"Abandoning small feelings and taking care of righteousness, the Knights of the Round Table really live up to their reputation!"

He was covered in paint, and his shattered shirt showed large muscles, but beneath his embarrassed appearance, his inner war was boiling.

Seeing Rosen staring at himself with a dazed expression, he showed a charming smile: "Lord Rosen, I also want to thank you! That hunt just now made the stagnant realm go a step further! Sure enough, the warrior is going to Tempered in blood!"

......

It was the second time that Rosen didn't know how to answer. Could this be the legendary one who was sold and helped to count the money?

"Congratulations to you." Rao is a little embarrassed by Rosen's thick skin, and the honest man is full of guilt.

But then again, this 'Brilliant Appearance' was promoted because of the dragon slaying. Could it be that he is going to grab Siegfried's job in the future?

Rosen began to think wildly again. At this moment, the dozen or so giant dragons left in the air let out a high-pitched dragon roar at the same time!

Not like anger, but fear, as if some natural enemy is coming.

A plane flew by in the cloudless sky, and a black shadow was thrown out. In the blink of an eye, the shadow had already bloomed with golden light!

The sky suddenly burst into a second sun, and the golden 'sun' released a long beam of light that swept across the dragon that leaped like a laser.

Swah——

Like a sharp blade cutting cheese, a dozen giant dragons were cut into minced meat at the same time, and a huge amount of meat fell to the ground, and the rain of blood revealed a fact—

King's return!

Countless people stared blankly at this sword like a god. The whole city of London was silent for a moment, and then it boiled like an erupting volcano!

"God bless Britain! Long live my king!"

Tens of thousands of voices condensed together, and even the monsters were frightened by it.

The soldiers in front of the defense department were also cheering, but Rosen and Dirumdo did not speak.The faces of the Irish warriors were full of longing and admiration, while Rosen was shocked by the madness of countless king chefs and muttered to himself.

"What my king Jianfeng points to, what our hearts want..."

Chapter 62 What Are You?

The voice of "Long live my king" echoed all over the city, and the figure falling from the sky lightly landed on the top of the London Bridge tower amid cheers, and the golden particles on his body gradually subsided, revealing his true body.

The petite figure, the silver breastplate conceals the gender characteristics, and the dazzling blond hair is tied up by the blue headband, from which a long stagnant hair is drilled.

Serious and serious, you can tell the character of this king just from the appearance, but at this moment, there was a hint of relief in King Arthur's eyes. .

but--

The king's hands on the hilt of the sword were clenched tightly, monsters were plundering, her subjects continued to fall heroically, and the whole of London was burning, filled with the breath of death and destruction.

"My capital, my kingdom!"

The fierce murderous intent made the air begin to twist, and the broken bridge under his feet trembled, as if it could collapse at any time. If the monsters had entered London in a dignified manner, King Arthur would not have been so angry. blasphemy!

She turned her head suddenly, her murderous aura concentrated on one point, and roared:

"Is this what you want!?"

There was no one there, King Arthur seemed to be angry at the air, but soon, as if a stone was thrown into the water, ripples appeared in the air, and a tall, scantily clad woman came out.

With a faint smile on her face, she greeted casually: "Yo, Arturia, I haven't seen you for many years."

"Morgan, it really is you!" King Arthur frowned, as if he had the worst answer.

"Hehe, look at what you said, isn't it that I'm the bad boy Mordred's brain doesn't work well?" The demon concubine laughed tenderly. "My dear sister, don't you think of 'son'~~~"

Thousands of years ago, she used a special potion to turn Artoria into a man to create Mordred. Thinking of that night, Morgan licked his lips——

After catching Artoria this time, let's enjoy it again.

However, King Arthur had a cold face, Mordred's existence has been ignored, she will not admit or deny, immediately skip this topic, and said coldly:

"I never imagined that you would choose to turn to the monsters to turn Britain into ruins out of personal grudges. The grudges from a thousand years ago have long since ended!"

"It's not over~~" Morgan played with his blond hair and smiled slightly: "It's just a group of barbarian descendants, after killing them all, you can relax, my stupid sister, the burden on your shoulders is too heavy, I have to help a handful."