My Knights of the Round Table

Countless arrows and the huge blood ax fell almost at the same time, and were about to fall on his body.

Suddenly there was an unexplained wind around him.

The violent wind blows from his body in other directions.

The arrow in the sky was blown away, and the body of the berserker behind him was also blown backwards. He took two steps back, and even the attack with the blood ax stopped.

"Roar!"

The confident attack was destroyed, the berserker's scarlet eyes were filled with anger, and after a meaningless roar, he was filled with madness again. He didn't care about the arrows stuck in his body, and raised his giant ax to slash down again.

Just as he was about to slash the giant axe, Arthur turned around.

There was a touch of regret in the pale eyes, a sword struck the berserker's giant axe, and the sudden force directly staggered him backwards and fell to the ground with the help of his unrecovered control.

More bows and arrows fell down, nailing him to the ground and making him a hedgehog.

Even so, the vitality of the berserker was frighteningly tenacious, his scarlet eyes were still fixed on him, he kept roaring crazily, and he raised his right hand violently regardless of the bow and arrow.

There were still several bows and arrows inserted into his right arm, two bows and arrows were inserted deep, the upper half was lifted by him, and the other half was still inserted into the ground, with a lot of flesh and blood remaining.

He didn't feel any pain at all, he held the blood ax in his right hand, and stood up abruptly from the ground.

Arthur raised the sword in his hand, looking at his bloody and inhuman appearance, there was more pity in his eyes.

"It's a humiliation to live in this world like this."

He swung the sword in his hand sideways, stood by his side, and swept towards him.

"Goodbye."

'Boom! '

The blood-colored giant ax and the invisible long sword collided together, making a pleasant whisper.

At the moment of the collision, Arthur lifted his giant ax effortlessly and flew out.Without hesitation, the long sword continued to sweep across, beheading his head with one blow.

The angry roar disappeared completely.

As the body and head were separated, his arms moved twice more symbolically, and then he collapsed to the ground completely powerlessly.

The next moment, his corpse turned into a spirit and disappeared into the world.

Arthur let go of his hand, and the sword of vowed victory also turned into a spirit.

There was a touch of regret in his eyes.

The man's strength is not considered strong, even if there is an unknown archer, but even if the three of them go up together, he will only spend a little more effort, and may receive some insignificant fatal injuries.

The significance of soliciting is not great, but there are benefits.

Their strength can still become the middle seats of the knights of the round table.

It's just that Mad Men doesn't make any sense anymore.

Moreover, defeating such an opponent, compared to being boring, also has some regret and... contempt for the former hero to come back in such a posture.

"Although there is the madness of the Holy Grail, even one's own wildness cannot be restrained, and it is still ridiculous to become a complete lunatic."

Arthur shook his head, looked up and looked around.

This floor has been completely turned into ruins.

The ground was full of destroyed rubble, and bows and arrows pierced the ground full of holes, but with the end of everything and the passage of time, it turned into spirit particles and disappeared, leaving only broken tiles and holes on the ground.

People's miserable corpses were spread on the ground, and blood flowed down the holes made by bows and arrows.

Fortunately, this place is far away from the street, and in the middle of the building complex, the huge number of bows and arrows will not be so conspicuous in the dark night, and the corpses all over the ground have not yet been found.

"Looks like I have to go to Lancelot."

Lancelot's strength is naturally stronger than Camilla and Berserker.

However, in combination, she is not like she is not afraid of fatal injuries.

He didn't care about the unknown means of attack, but it would be dangerous if Lancelot was touched.

Moreover, this is just the enemy he encountered when he first entered Gaul. Lancelot might be in danger when he encounters a truly powerful enemy.

Just as Arthur was about to leave, there was the sound of running from the stairway filled with bricks and tiles.

Arthur frowned slightly.

'Boom! '

With the sound of impact, the broken bricks and tiles accumulated at the stairway were broken open.

Moonlight penetrated through the opening in the ruins and entered the stairway, shining on the figure who came, allowing Arthur to see the man in the dark.

The man's eyes focused on him after a brief movement, his beautiful blue eyes were filled with puzzlement and faint anger.

Arthur sighed helplessly and asked softly.

"Jeanne, why are you here?"

Chapter 260 Chapter 11 Are You a King?

Joan stared at Arthur angrily.

Corpses all over the place.

Along the way, her feet didn't even land on the ground, and the pungent aura of blood all over the ground made her dizzy.

Even though she knew that most of these people might deserve to die, the tragic death and the excessive number of corpses made her unavoidably angry.

Arthur raised his hand with an innocent face.

"I didn't kill these people. Look at the incision. I only use swords and guns, and I'm not so mad."

"is it?"

Arthur's explanation made Joan stagnate in anger.

She looked suspiciously at the corpse on the ground, and it was obvious that the half-cut was not made by a sword, let alone a gun.

Compared to those, it was more like an axe, cruel and smooth incisions, even the organs were simply severed.

Joan also saw the arrow holes in the ground and the remaining magic power.

He has never used a bow and arrow.

Knowing that she misunderstood him, shame and apology flashed across her beautiful blue eyes, she lowered her head, moved her mouth, and said in a low voice.

"Excuse me, what happened?"

Seeing that she didn't lose her mind and made trouble out of no reason, Arthur was relieved, and began to briefly recount what had just happened to her.

Joan of Arc listened and looked at him, her beautiful blue eyes were increasingly filled with surprise and admiration.

The combined attack of the three heroic spirits killed one and repelled two.

Although his words made those three very weak, she also knew that there were absolutely no weak spirits that could be summoned, and the effects and traces of magic power left by the attacks on the ground also showed that their strength was definitely not what he said. so weak.

But he didn't even have any injuries on his body.

The more Joan heard this, the more ashamed she became. Obviously, he accidentally broke into this place to ask about his Master Leticia, and was besieged by three servants.

Not only did he not do anything for being late, but he began to blame him without even thinking about it.

"I'm sorry."

Joan of Arc lowered her head, her eyes were full of embarrassment, and her little hands were uneasily clutching the skirt of her clothes

Looking at the considerate girl, Arthur heaved a sigh of relief.

"It's okay, as long as you don't get angry."

"Am I like that kind of person?"

Jeanne muttered in dissatisfaction.

Arthur heard it, but seeing her lowered her head in a cute and awkward look, she still pretended not to hear the question in doubt.

"Ok?"

"It's okay! Nothing, any clues?"

Joan shook her head and eagerly changed the subject.

Arthur didn't continue to ask and tease her, he smiled, and shook his head under the girl's expectant eyes.

"No."

"I, I have a little idea."

Joan of Arc seemed to have found an outlet for the topic, and spoke eagerly.

Arthur was slightly stunned.

"Huh? You seem to have been bathing in the house before?"

"right!"

Joan of Arc nodded, suddenly thought of something, her tender face turned red, even reaching her snow-white neck.

How do you know I'm in the shower?

Joan's face was hot, and her body was also a little hot.

He wanted to ask, but he secretly glanced at Arthur's plain expression, and thought it would be embarrassing to ask, so he couldn't bear to think about how he knew.

"How do you know, what news?"

Arthur's eyes were full of stubbornness and dissatisfaction.

After searching for a long time, I finally found some clues and was destroyed by the joint attack of the heroic spirits, but she was able to have clues while taking a bath in the hotel.

Although I thought it was good news, I was still upset to hear it.

After hearing the words, Joan entered the state and said seriously.