My Knights of the Round Table

Looking a little excited.

"But that only made me more miserable."

Morgan didn't speak.

He bowed his head and was silent for a long time.

After a long time, he nodded.

"I promise you."

"I won't kill them, at most I'll just catch them."

After speaking, he raised his head and took a deep look at Arthur's face again.

There is remorse in his eyes, and there is longing.

"Goodbye."

"Goodbye."

Turning around, his back gradually disappeared into the shadows of the corridor.

Arthur didn't catch up.

The sound of weapons being handed over came from upstairs.

There was also the sound of glass breaking from behind.

The sound of the shoes on the glass shards and on the ground was also there.

Then, the noise of a long gun mopping the floor came from behind.

The metallic noise of the sharp gun head rubbing the ground sounded behind him.

Arthur pulled out the long sword around his waist, turned around, and looked behind him vigilantly.

Blood red spear.

It was completely blood-red, and from a distance, it seemed that there was blood-colored liquid flowing inside.

Dragging on the ground, the gun head was in contact with the ground, and sparks were rubbed out.

Short blue hair, covered in blue armor, blood red eyes, full of excitement.

The eyes like a beast, the look like a beast, and the corners of the mouth grinning like a beast.

Like a wild beast.

"who are you?"

"Shouldn't you say your own name before asking someone else's name? King of Camelot."

You already know who I am, so why are you pretending to be a nigger?

However, the unique spear of the blood red spear.

Arthur had a guess in his mind.

But there is also a bit of confusion.

Before he had time to think, the spear pierced Arthur's heart.

He had to raise the long sword in his hand and swing it back.

The huge force, caught off guard, both of them had to take a few steps back.

"not bad!"

A satisfied smile appeared on the corner of Cu Chulainn's mouth, and he waved the spear in his hand again.

At the same time, the sound of gold and iron clashing came from upstairs.

Arthur retreated violently, dodging his attack, but he thought of the scene upstairs.

He believed in Gawain, but at the same time complexly believed in Morgan.

I believe that Gao Wen will not lose.

But he also believed that Morgan decided not to take such a meaningless action, that what she wanted to do must have her own purpose, and once the action was taken, that goal would definitely be achieved.

Then, Gawain will definitely lose.

Very complicated.

"Don't be distracted while fighting!"

Cú Chulainn's playful voice was heard beside his ears, followed by a sense of danger.

"Longominiad!"

Not to release the Noble Phantasm.

In an instant, a silver-white spear appeared in his left hand, and with a backhand wave, he blocked the spear that was only a few centimeters away from his shoulder.

At the same time, the right long sword swung again, forcing the owner of the blood-red spear to retreat.

Keep a safe distance between the two.

He let go of his left hand, the spear disappeared, and instead he clenched the knight's sword in both hands, and his green pupils stared at him.

He began to take seriously the blue-haired man in front of him.

"Cú Chulainn, Son of Light of Ireland?"

Express your doubts.

As the king of Camelot, I still know some news about the neighboring island.

It is said that he is a demigod. In the era when the age of gods has disappeared and the gods have disappeared, he can be regarded as a top powerhouse.

What's more, his master had killed the gods alone before the last century, entered the untouchable realm with his own body, and was the queen of the Kingdom of Shadows who survived to this day!

Even if a waste has lived for hundreds of years, no one can underestimate martial arts, not to mention the existence of the one who killed a god with his own body hundreds of years ago.

However, the only question is.

Such a powerful and famous person, he had never heard this name in the history books of the Knights of the Round Table in his previous life.

Not at all impressed.

However, he just recently suddenly rose to fame.

It was a while later than Gawain's rise to fame, but his reputation spread in Ireland was in no way inferior to that of Gawain.

It was like the Sun Knight who had just made a name for himself in Britain.

Irish Sun Knight.

It can also be described as such.

"Oh, yes, it's not called by anyone, it's not a bad name."

Laughing, no intention of making a move at all.

"Seems to be looked down upon."

The corners of Arthur's mouth twitched slightly, staring at him stubbornly, and even a touch of red appeared in his emerald green pupils.

If that's the case, it's a little trickier.

Raised his head, his eyes were already faintly tinged with blood red and gold.

Holding the knight's sword in his hand.

Magic is released.

The sword began to be covered with a faint golden light, and the whole body was also surrounded by transparent magic.

"In that case, let me introduce myself."

"My name, Arthur Pendragon, Lord of Camelot."

"Experience your final battle, Son of Light of Ireland."

As soon as the voice fell, a huge crack centered on him appeared under his feet.

The body instantly disappeared in place.

Not running, but instantly disappearing from the opponent's field of vision.

第66节 Chapter 12 逃跑

Ten seconds, or minutes?

The weapons of the two people collided with each other, and the speed and strength remained within a similar range, and neither of them could help each other for a while.

The sound of the fight upstairs has slowed down, and the fight is clearly coming to an end.

'Bah! '

Another battle of swords and guns.

I don't know what quality Cu Chulainn's gun was, and every time he used all his strength to slash mercilessly, but it still made a crisp sound and was intact.

Arthur's knight's sword has some cracks, obviously time is running out.

The strength of the two is terrifying, and the aftermath of the strength generated by each impact of the weapon can easily destroy any wall, leaving deep pit marks on the ground.

Even though the quality of the knight's sword is good, it can't withstand so many violent blows.

Ordinary knight swords can't bear his power at all.

He began to miss the Sword in the Stone a little.

The body disappeared in place again.

The next moment, the swords and guns of the two men collided again.

As expected, the sword shattered instantly at the moment of collision.