My Knights of the Round Table

It's not that he can't tell the difference, but he can't tell the difference either.

The bow technique he used was simply relying on his own majestic magic power and terrifying power, as well as the blessing of the moon god Artemis, to deliver a fatal blow comparable to a treasure.

He never used simple bows and arrows to deal with archers, he knew the gap between himself and them.

Just for the final blow, his bow is no less than theirs, but if it is a protracted battle with ordinary bows, he is absolutely unable to compare with them, and he can't see anything too profound.

And that bow is also located in the place where he is no less severe than the cat-eared Arhcer and Tristan...

Arthur stopped suddenly.

The green-haired cat-eared Arhcer reacted, even if he dodged and returned the bow to fight back, he didn't have to worry about it, but what made him care was the bow that attacked the green-haired cat-eared Archer.

He heard the harp, Tristan's harp.

However, Tristan will definitely not be here, and Meili made a suggestion, but she never said that Tristan and the others would be sent here.

There are countless other things in Camelot.

Gawain guards Camelot to prevent foreign enemies from attacking in vain. The enemies in the north are not strong but they need powerful people to guard them. The Irish in the west also need people to guard them.

Who is the knight of the round table who can deal with or even solve first-class heroic spirits alone?

Needless to say, Gao Wen, among the hundreds of people left, there were only Tristan, Lancelot and Lancelot.

The positions of Tristan and Lanmaloch are divided in this way, and there is no time to spare. As for the other knights of the round table, unless hundreds of knights of the round table are transferred to him for unified dispatch, otherwise it will not help the situation of the heroic spirits here. It will make him feel bad in vain.

Who is that shooter...?

Thinking of Black Artoria's identity, he had a guess.

"Tristan?"

Even though he knew that the other party might not be his knight of the round table, Arthur still asked aloud.

'Whoosh! '

No human voice came, but the bow and arrow answered him.

Arthur swung his sword, and the invisible wind hit the bow and arrow, knocking the arrow to the ground.

Tristan's archery, Lanmaloch's recklessness, and Lancelot's masterful use of weapons...

Including Gao Wen, he did not know how many times he had fought against the top four members of the Knights of the Round Table. Don't be too clear about everyone. It would be impossible for the Knights of the Round Table to deal with him.

Almost without thinking, Rune's rune was thrown out. The next moment, several bows and arrows came through the air again, and almost all of them hit Rune's rune. With the sound of explosion, the opponent's attack disappeared instantly, which made Arthur The identity of the other party was further confirmed.

"Can't you come out?"

Arthur glanced at Atalanta, and found that the main target of the bow and arrow was her.

Feeling suspicious in his heart, he still raised his sword and used the Wind King Barrier to swing it in the direction of Tristan's attack. Immediately, an invisible wind gushed out from his sword and smashed into the ruins hundreds of meters away.

'boom! '

In an instant, boulders splashed, revealing the ruins.

The red-haired figure appeared in his field of vision, and the masculine appearance made him sure that it was not his knight. He was relieved and felt strange at the same time.

At the same time, he also saw the fading reason in the other person's eyes, and the sadness that could never dissipate, the deeper sadness.

"Archer?"

Arthur seemed to understand, and turned to call Archer, who had green hair and cat ears.

Atalanta looked back at him and nodded. At this moment, a few more arrows came. She resisted the confusion in her mind and the loss of reason, and dexterously dodged the opponent's bows and arrows.

Every time it seems to outsiders, it seems to be evasive and evasive, but she can evade every time.

"Arthur Pendragon."

After confirming the opponent's position, Arthur immediately swung his sword.

The wind king's enchantment was thrown out again, and the position where the male Tristan was standing was hit by his wind again, but he dodged deftly a long time ago, and seemed to understand that he could not deal with Arthur, and kept shooting arrows towards Arthur in the process. Atalanta.

"Atalanta."

The girl replied coldly, and started to fight back when she was dodging with the bow in her hand, and took the time to reply.

"She has been seriously injured and is recuperating now. I will hold him back and go find her."

Arthur hesitated for a moment.

Atalanta, the famous huntress who appeared in Greek mythology, is famous for being the first to shoot an arrow when fighting against Calydon's wild boar.

There are three of her famous chapters.

The first is to be selected as one of the members of the Argonaut led by Jason.

The second is to repel Calydon's demon pig.

The third is marital turmoil.

But no matter which one is in line with the characteristics of the gods in Greek mythology, none of them has a satisfactory ending, and they all end in tragedies that are not tragedies but are also tragedies.

But what is certain is that the god she believes in is the moon god Artemis, which also confirms why she has such superb bow skills.

"Are you okay?"

Arthur asked, not because he doubted her archery skills. Although he had trust in Tristan, he did not doubt that Atalanta, the most famous subordinate of the moon god Artemis in mythology, would be defeated without resistance. .

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Chapter 284 Chapter 35 Black Spear and the Old Sword

Atalanta fights Tristan, and he doesn't know who will win.

Although his own Tristan trusts her, she is still young and has not grown up. He is more inclined to think that Atalanta, who has become a heroic spirit, will win, but now Atalanta, who is unable to completely calmly think in the madness, he feels that his Tristan can win.

Such her, unable to think quickly, is undoubtedly fatal to fighters, especially archers who need careful thinking and calmness.

What's more, the male Tristan is subordinate to Artoria, Tristan who has experienced hundreds of life-and-death battles has already reached the pinnacle.

With those few arrows coming down just now, he knew that even if he faced him, it would take him a lot of time.

"Go!"

Atalanta glared at him angrily, not knowing whether it was because of his hesitation, or because of his distrust of her.

"it is good."

Arthur sighed, and didn't continue talking. After feeling it for a while, he chased Artoria's breath and left.

Tristan took a deep look at him, but after shooting a few bows and found that he was easily dealt with, he also gave up the entanglement and continued to concentrate on dealing with Atalanta.

Arthur quickly disappeared into the ruins.

Atalanta and Tristan looked at each other, each holding their bows and drawing arrows at the same time.

'Bah! '

The arrows collided in the middle of the two, but the arrows of the two obviously just brushed, and the direction was slightly shifted, and each brushed past the other.

The two did not move.

Tristan still had that sad expression, the lingering sadness that both men and women could not get rid of, but compared to the female Tristan, he had a lot more sadness.

Atalanta's complexion was a little ugly.

Whose problem was it just now, you can tell at a glance.

Atalanta took a deep breath, thinking of the guilt he had committed in the past few days, pain and confusion flashed in his eyes, trying to suppress the chaos that had come and gone, looked at the other party coldly, and raised his arrow.

"Even if it's to make up for what I did before."

......

The process on Arthur's side was not smooth.

After walking for a while, following the connection between him and Hei Artoria Mingming, he chased him to a remote church outside the city.

The church and the outside world are completely different, the windows are covered by broken wood and there is no light to see.

The servant was quiet, only the sound of his footsteps could be heard in the church.

Following the deepening connection and the faint smell of blood in the air, he walked along the corridor to an open place.

There was no light in the darkness, but he could see the scarred blond beauty half leaning against a dark corner deep in the church.

Hearing his undisguised footsteps, Hei Artoria looked towards the door, her beautiful golden eyes did not show any decadence or distraction due to the serious injury, only her usual indifference and arrogance.

Arthur was slightly lost.

This was the first time he saw Artoria in such a miserable state.

The long golden hair is messy, and there are some blood stains on the side of the face. There are many scars on the face from the arrows, and the armor on the body is also damaged. The damage is full of traces of being pierced by the bow and arrow.

Some places have recovered, but black and red blood stains are still left behind.

"Altoria."

"Are you here to kill me?"

There was still a glimmer of hope in Black Artoria's cold eyes.

Knowing what she expected, Arthur fell silent, but after a while, he nodded indifferently.

"I can't do that to her, you've gone too far, I think...but can't give you a chance."

"I see."

Hei Artoria looked at him coldly, eyes full of resentment.

"Haven't you thought about it? Fight me openly, and the winner will be decided."

"From your point of view, I thought about it, and I tried it on her. But from my point of view, even if it was her, I didn't think about it. I don't think you will win such a battle."

Arthur said lightly, without the arrogance and confidence shown by the other party, but everyone can feel the confidence in the temperament.

Arturia was silent.