My Knights of the Round Table

The two besieged Rungomignard, but were suppressed by Rungomignard instead, and this phenomenon must have worsened as the sun went down.

Gao Wen's attacks couldn't help becoming more intense, and he began to attack regardless of his injuries.

"Gawain!"

The Wind King's hammer deflected the attack on Gawain's vitals, and Arthur snorted.

Gawain pursed his lips, and the attack began to return to the starting point.

But as the sun went down, she could already feel the downward trend of her own strength, and she was no longer as stable as before, and made mistakes from time to time.

Arthur made amends for her, staring at Rungomignard.

Looking at it, he felt something was wrong.

The worried Gao Wen didn't realize that Lungomigniad didn't take advantage of her panic to deal with her.

It's not that she doesn't want to solve it, in Arthur's eyes, it's more like she's starting to panic too.

It wasn't Gawain's panic of fading power, he wasn't afraid of the sunset, but he seemed more irritable than that, annoyed by the passage of time.

After a while of stalemate, the sun completely set.

"You step back first."

Arthur blocked Lungominyard's attack with a sword, and the sword and gun were in midair.Gao Wen's face was full of unwillingness, but feeling the insignificant power in his body, he still had no choice but to back down.

Rungomigniad looked at him coldly.

"You are not my opponent."

"Try it, and then you'll know."

Gao Wen was far away, watching anxiously from a distance.

During the day, the two of them were still suppressed by Rungomignard, and Arthur was obviously suppressed by Rungomignard all by himself, with more and more wounds on his body.

The blue and white armor was stained red with blood, but with the body of the red dragon, her body speed and strength did not decrease in any way, but just being stained red with blood made her feel deeply helpless.

The moon stands in the sky.

Suddenly, light appeared on the flat ground in the distance.

Unlike the urban waste that has been beaten up by them and covered with bricks, tiles and sawdust, it is a flat land in the center of the city.

A golden cup appeared in the sky, lighting up the night with a golden light.

'Boom! '

Rungomigniad shot the unsustainable Arthur into the ruins, turned his head and looked at the Holy Grail in the open space.

Her connection to it was gone, and the vast magic power that sustained the body dwindled.

Rungomigniad gripped his gun.

Morgan is not dead, as long as he goes back to get the Holy Grail, he can kill himself again, and now there is still a huge amount of magic power in his body, which can be replenished by absorbing it from the surroundings, and they can't stop him with marksmanship alone.

What's more, now, Arthur and Gawain are half useless.

but…

Rungomigniad looked hesitantly at the Holy Grail on the ground.

There was no one there, but that was what made her fear the most. She was afraid that Meili would play tricks and set up a trap.

However, Lungominiad gave up his cowardly thoughts after thinking about it.

As long as she holds the Holy Grail, she will be able to re-establish contact in an instant, and she, who has infinite magic power, will not just deal with them casually.

Thinking of this, Rungomigniad gripped his gun tightly.

The faint radiance gathered again, and after a while, the intense radiance surrounded her body, reflecting the night like day.

Rungomigniad raised his gun.

Worried about an ambush, he rushed this way through destruction directly to the Holy Grail.

Arthur was still lying in the ruins, no one could resist her holy spear.

Bright light spread from the gun.

'boom! '

Unsurprisingly, wherever the brilliance of Rungomigniad went, it destroyed many magic traps.

There is her familiar breath, and there is also her slightly strange breath.

Rungomigniad rushed to the side of the Holy Grail in an instant and grabbed it with his left hand.

As soon as she started, countless flowers spread all over her body, wrapping her and the Holy Grail, and at the same time, a soft voice sounded in the dark night.

"The disgusting and evil spirits spreading in this world..."

The familiar yet unfamiliar voice made her frown slightly.

Countless unknown things were drawn on the paper mixed with the flowers, and a mirror seemed to appear above her head, and at the same time, several different mirrors began to surround and hide in the flowers.

Both flowers and charms gave her a dangerous atmosphere, while the mirror gave her a more disturbed atmosphere, blocking her vision and perception.

Without hesitation, she grabbed the grail.

The lost connection was re-established, and a steady stream of magic flowed from the connection in the Holy Grail to her body.

"sucker Punch."

Feeling that the magic power was abundant again, Rungomigniad raised his gun.

The radiant light emitted from the gun shot straight into the sky, illuminating the plain dozens of miles away, and almost instantly destroyed the surrounding flower sea, spells and mirrors.

Rungomigniad looked on indifferently, just halfway down the gun, he was stunned.

She looked straight ahead.

The nightmare she hated and the familiar yet unfamiliar three-tailed fox were looking at her with a smile.

"is that so…"

The sea of ​​flowers and the spells all disappeared, her senses and vision all recovered, and the bright starlight illuminated her emerald green eyes. What did she understand, the gun in her hand was half-raised and did not move.

No, it was too late to resist.

The starlight of the holy sword has reached its peak, and even creatures outside the planet can see the light.

Arthur held the holy sword, and cast a last glance at Rungomignard.

She stood there holding the Holy Spear, without any negative emotions of imminent failure, and stared blankly at him, her emerald green eyes were filled with reluctance, with helpless tears oozing faintly.

"I'm sorry, Rungomigniad."

Chapter 249 Chapter 30 Starlight

The city of chalk was completely in ruins.

The location of the central palace spread to the surrounding areas, and only a few buildings in the central city and outer city were spared, standing on the surrounding ruins.

But there is an angle, from the center to the outside of the city has become a ravine.The tall city wall was completely destroyed, as if it had never appeared before.

Rungomigniad fell to the ground completely, the gun fell to her side feebly, and the person lay motionless on the ground, the armor all over his body was so broken that he couldn't see it, only some of it could hang on his body.

Arthur put down his sword, and walked to her side with his blood-stained, exhausted body.

Seeing this, Mei Li smiled, and turned to look for Gao Wen to check her injuries.

Tamazamo pouted unhappy, but looked at Arthur's expressionless face and said nothing, wagging his tail quietly watching from the side.

Lungominiad, who was lying on the ground, was breathing intermittently, and the body of the heroic spirit kept shining with golden light, showing signs of disappearing.

Arthur withdrew the sword, and the blood-stained armor disappeared, revealing the blood-stained clothes, and sat on the ground, dragging the wound so that he gasped.

Rungomigniad moved.

It seemed that he finally heard his voice, trying to raise his head but without any strength.

Enduring the pain, Arthur put his arms around her waist, put her on his lap, and turned over to face him.

The woman's emerald green eyes were dim.

Arthur looked her in the eyes and smiled softly.

"Rungomigniad, or Artoria?"

She moved her mouth, her dull and beautiful eyes dodged his gaze, she seemed unwilling to speak, but unconsciously wanted to see him.

Arthur recognized her.

"Altoria."

"Ah."

Arthur was relieved for some reason by the low, mosquito-like voice.

He glanced at Rungomigniad who fell to the ground and was stuck on the ground.

After thinking about it, she didn't immediately pick it up, she could no longer be it, she lowered her head, and put her bloody hand on Artoria's face.

Arturia dodged subconsciously, but her biggest movements were no different from trembling.

"It's a bit dirty, don't mind."

"You have touched it, what else do you say?"

Arturia tilted her head, looked at the stars in the sky, and whispered dissatisfied.

The voice was pitifully low, intermittently seeming to be unable to hold on at any time, Arthur still looked at the exhausted and powerless expression before he deduced what she was following.

Arthur pinched her cheek.

"Altoria."

"Ok?"