My Knights of the Round Table

He glanced at the strong Fergus again.

Gorgeous flowers appeared out of nowhere, swirled around Nero and finally gathered in the shape of a sword in her right hand.

A strangely shaped sword appeared in her hand.

"The only way to get rid of you is to get rid of you. If you want to hate, you can hate me. After all, this is only out of my selfish desire. It is only my selfish desire to kill you."

Fergus continued to talk to himself, but Nero just looked at him with interest while holding the weapon.

"Huh? It sounds like there is something inside, but Yu didn't bother to ask - just want to kill Yu? You are so angry."

Nero raised his sword and pointed it at Fergus.

"I'm not bragging, this emperor, Nero Claudius, is not an ordinary follower who would be killed by you so easily!"

"As expected of Nero, the tyrant of the Roman Empire, you shine with a brilliance that is different from other ordinary people. It really makes people's blood surge -- surging like a waterfall."

As Fergus spoke, he also raised the giant gun on his shoulder.

His gun is the same style as Gareth's. It is not slender like ordinary guns, but only the handle is the same. It starts to expand from the front end to form a cylindrical shape, and it is not far from the top. Stop shrinking until the sharp thorns.

Concentrated by such guns, no one will survive.

But its weight can also be imagined.

Just looking at the weapon felt extremely heavy, but Fergus casually lifted it in front of him without changing his expression, and even made a piercing sound in the air as he swung it lightly and lightly.

"Ordinary people?"

"Exactly, before I met you, I had already killed three followers along the way. In other words, you are the fourth."

"That's really amazing."

Nero couldn't help but praise, and changed the topic.

"But you are destined to be disappointed, one of the great knights, Fergus Mark Roy, you are the fourth."

Like Nero's brilliant flowery smile, Fergus also showed a hearty smile.

"I see. His Majesty the Emperor looks like this Knight King, and his ability is not limited to dictating on the throne. It's so pleasant. If this is the case, there is no need to take it away."

Fergus' aura suddenly rose, and his gentle aura instantly turned into a murderous aura.

"Alright, I, Saber Fergus, as the king's knight, come to fight you."

The battle started without warning.

Arthur listened to the sound of killing.

The Ulster army that had been hanging behind all poured into the town, and Arash also went outside the town to stop Ulster's army.

Finn and Diarmuid should be there too.

That is to say...

"Hmm, good momentum!"

Nero looked at him and nodded in satisfaction, but shook his head again.

"Only this is not enough, great knight, I have a knight king who is even greater than you, do you have the confidence to deal with him like this?"

"The King of Knights is indeed difficult."

Fergus's momentum weakened, and he smiled helplessly.

"If conditions permit, I can also try, but he is not the person I am responsible for - that naughty queen has specially prepared an opponent for him."

"Oh? You still have a backup?"

Nero asked with interest.

"It's coming soon. I hurried ahead of time to contact Finn, and she will be here soon after calculating the time."

"Then you expect her to arrive soon, before you die."

Arthur's holy sword of the star is already in his hand.

He is too lazy to talk nonsense.

Just as he was about to step forward to deal with Fergus, a familiar magic power came from behind him.

"Arthur!"

A roar full of hatred came from behind.

The sound of that person's feet stepping on the ground and the shaking of the ground almost caused quite a small earthquake in the small town, and everyone was shaken accordingly.

The knight in black and red armor is wrapped in black and red magic power and floats in midair.

The terrifying and huge magic power even blocked the golden sun, dyeing the sky black and red, like a blood moon hanging in the sky in the dark.

Arthur turned back without hesitation.

'Boom! '

After the loud noise.

Arthur didn't move at the same place, but there was a deep hole under his feet.

The black and red knight was thrown flying, smashing through several houses before collapsing into the ruins.

The next moment, she rushed over again as if nothing had happened.

'Bah! '

The holy sword wrapped in golden light and the magic sword emitting black and red light are intertwined.

Arthur looked at the knight in front of him.

The same armor as Mordred, except that the red and white armor has been changed to black and red, and all the original white parts have been dyed black like ink.

Her pure red magic was also tainted by black impurities.

Chapter 370 Chapter 66 Mordred's Growth

"The mood is good."

Looking at the berserk Mordred, Arthur smiled with satisfaction.

No anger of any kind, just relief.

The next moment, his whole body erupted with golden magic power that was even more terrifying than Mordred's.

The Holy Sword of the Star didn't even wrap around the Wind King's barrier anymore, it was filled with dazzling golden light, and once again knocked the berserk Mordred away, and he himself rushed up when she was still knocked into the air.

The ground under his feet shattered, and he jumped into the air and watched Mordred, who was knocked into the air, raise his sword.

"Let me see your growth, Mordred."

'Boom! '

The Holy Sword of the Stars slashed at the armor on her abdomen without hesitation.

'boom! '

The shroud of magic power and the hardness of the armor prevented Arthur's sword from cutting in, but Mordred's body was smashed into the ground defenselessly by the huge force brought by Arthur's attack.

The whole town shook violently.

It was a wave that was countless times stronger than the sound and shaking caused by Mordred just now, and began to spread around the huge pothole dozens of meters deep into which Mordred was smashed into.

The impact of terror began to fill the town.

In an instant, more than half of the houses in the town collapsed. Even the people fighting outside the town and the civilians who had already begun to flee to the west were shaken or even fell due to the impact.

Nero and Fergus, who started the fight, also had to stop fighting and find a support point to stabilize their figures.

Outside the town, behind the Ulster army.

Finn raised his head and looked at the golden light that had just fallen in the sky with a smile.

The red light that had just fallen still remained there.

Diarmuid remained silent behind him, his eyes reflected golden and black red light, showing a touch of powerlessness and loss.

"Is this the Knights of the Round Table?"

Finn sighed, smiling helplessly.

"Sorry, my king."

"There is no need to blame yourself. After all, it is a knight of the round table. The process is not the same as the end. Let's focus on dealing with him."

Finn set his sights on the man drawing the bow in front of the devastated town.

Arash was standing on a high place, his eyes were indifferent, without any extra emotion, he focused on repeating the action of bending the bow and drawing the arrow.

Countless Ulster people were shot to the ground by his bow and arrow.

The speed at which he draws his bow and shoots is dizzying, and it is even suspected that even the destruction caused by Arthur's holy sword of the star is not enough to catch up with the speed at which he kills with a bow and arrow.

Bows and arrows rained down on the center of Ulster's army.

It's hard to imagine that this can be done by just one person.

"An army composed of normal humans would lose its morale under his bow and arrow before even touching the target."

Finn couldn't help sighing.

Diarmuid nodded in agreement, his eyes full of fighting spirit.

Finn's conversation also changed accordingly.

"Although these people don't feel sorry for them, we can't let him go on like this. I'll leave him to you, my knight."

"Yes, my king."

Diarmuid buried his head deeply.

The next moment, he disappeared in place, rushing towards Arash's direction.