In This Future World Full of Heroic Spirits

There was no way to avoid it, and even the reaction was a luxury. The black knight was wrapped in the sky-high flames of the tank explosion.

King Arthur breathed a sigh of relief. This blow at least delayed the opponent's offensive. She turned back suddenly and looked at the black beam of light that erupted thousands of meters away.

At this time, the demonic energy of the other black knight had already formed its essence. The three-story villa under his feet began to dissolve just because he touched it, and the violent magic energy gathered into one point. Apart from the different aura, it gave the king a familiar feeling.

'Noble Phantasm liberation?Can even Excalibur be copied? ! '

A few seconds have passed since the opponent liberated the Noble Phantasm, and King Arthur knew the threat the most. The black light that seemed to engulf everything could be shot out at any time. Dodging at this time can only be said to be stupid!

That being the case - then flood this fake with real light!

boom--

The magic power released from the outside shot up into the sky, the earth trembled, no one could look directly at the golden light, and even 'Lancelot' who got up from the wreckage covered his eyes.

Compared with the past, the king who has the belief of the entire British people is stronger!Her blond hair swayed gently with the magic power, and the holy blue eyes were full of peace.

This is a magical fluctuation that far exceeds the 'fake'. The thicker and more brilliant golden beam of light shoots straight into the sky, and can even be clearly seen in the center of London, which is dozens of kilometers away.

Rosen was very interested, Di Lumuduo was stunned, and the British soldiers were instantly demoralized and almost lost their lives.

This is the power of the Heroic Spirit!Under this devastation miracle, no mind control skills are required, and the highly visually impactful magic fluctuations can resonate with the soldiers, making them forget life and death and practice their vows.

The chaos in the distance is actually in the eyes of the king, the soldiers who fought bravely to kill the enemy, the warriors who perished with the monsters, the beliefs of these battlefields flashed in her heart, and the magic power suddenly became bigger!

Comparing the two beams of light, one gold and one black, the black knight who concentrated the magic power first was several times smaller.

"On my shoulders is the whole of Britain, I am the king of knights, the king who must win!"

Just like a whisper, the seemingly petite body is extremely sturdy at this moment, responsibility is glory, King Arthur will not allow himself to lose to anyone!The long sword slashed down, condensed into a single point, and the magic power accelerated into light was about to spew out.

"Artoria, King of Britain - it's me!"

At this moment, with a curse full of resentment, Morgan, who said it was a good show, suddenly moved.

With a tap of the right hand, a not-so-great magic force focused on the holy sword, forming a strange wave in an instant. This wave was like opening a channel, transcending time and space, and connecting with somewhere.

This can be called the original or the original, which is the root of the Noble Phantasm and Heroic Spirit.

[Noble Phantasm Liberation - The Lost Township of Eternal Falls! 】

Morgan, whose body was the dark side of the fairy in the lake, liberated the Noble Phantasm. Black lightning suddenly rose from the golden holy sword. In the blink of an eye, lightning filled the entire sword, as if to pull the holy sword into the abyss. It's not over yet, with the holy sword as the guide, the power of the fallen flocks to the king's soul and to the scabbard around his waist.

King Arthur's spirit was in a trance for a while, and negative emotions such as fear, jealousy, hatred, and anger flooded into his heart. The deepest darkness in his heart was peeled off, and his magic power dropped rapidly.

If Merlin exists to create heroes, then Morgan is to make heroes fall. Her abilities and Noble Phantasms do not seem to directly kill, just like a curse, strange and difficult to prevent, especially for King Arthur, who at least rely on the king the most. The scabbard was sealed before it was used.

The whole process is actually very short, but for Heroic Spirits, a few seconds can already decide life and death!

The black knight from a thousand meters away has taken advantage of this time to condense the magic to the extreme, and the pitch-black magic sword is heavily chopped down:

"Ex—calibur Morgan!"

Filled with a destructive beam of light, everything in front of him was dissolved, and a dark flash shone on King Arthur's face, which would engulf her in an instant.

It's easy to fall or destroy...

The black light is getting closer and closer, but the king's exquisite face is full of daze, as if he has returned to the girlhood before he pulled out the sword in the stone.

The struggle, the glory, the pain of being incomprehensible, and the blood-colored setting sun on the Hill of Gladiolus, were finally frozen at the moment of peaceful departure under the tree.

but!

An awe-inspiring aura emerged from her body, and the daze was instantly emptied!

The iron boots stepped forward, and the green pupils shrank and roared in the sky:

"My faith is unshakable, and my ideals cannot be desecrated! Ex-calibur!!"

When the black beam of light was only [-] meters away from her, the jet of golden light greeted her, as if two rivers collided, causing a shocking wave!

laugh--

With a sharp loud noise, the scattered light drowned everything, the earth was broken, the sky was blasted out of the hole, and all the buildings in the deserted resort area were smashed like building blocks, even if King Arthur failed to use all his strength, this was a huge shock to the city. The aftermath of the Noble Phantasm confrontation has far surpassed the momentum of Mordred and Gawain!

I saw two-colored rays of light soaring into the sky, and then spread to the surroundings. Whether it was a building, a tank or a tree, everything was reduced to particles after being invaded by the wave of magic.

No one survived, and the mushroom cloud seemed extravagant because the dust was also particleized.

In this song of destruction played by the Noble Phantasm of the City, it is just that all things dissipate and return to the original...

PS: Ask for tickets...the first one!Try to finish this segment within a day.

Chapter 64 This time, I choose to rebel against you!

The magic power was still rushing towards the surroundings, evaporating the lake and flattening the hillside, while the two who created the destruction looked at each other in the aftermath.

The armor on King Arthur was broken in many places, and the red blood was slowly flowing from his forehead. Just now, the collision position of the Noble Phantasm was only [-] meters away from her. Such a close distance without being destroyed is worthy of the name of the King of Knights.

At least the black knight who was farther away had difficulty even standing. After she filled all the magic power into the Noble Phantasm and shot it out, her defense was greatly reduced, and the aftermath left her with bruises all over her body.

Although he is not dead, he has lost his fighting power in a short period of time.

Seeing 'victory', there was no joy on the king's face, she could already sense the footsteps behind her, and another black knight walked out slowly, holding the magic sword in his hand and roaring like a beast.

"Wheel war? It's really despicable." King Arthur was contemptuous, holding a sword with both hands, looking up at the witch in the sky, and roared:

"Want to use me up to get a bargain? Morgan, don't make me look down on you!"