N-A-A Chapter 684 Persistence is Victory
Chapter 684 Persistence is Victory
Chapter 684 Persistence is Victory
At the critical moment, Matthew let out a low cry, put the large cross shield in his hand on the ground, and slammed into it with all his strength, forcing Gao Wen back dangerously with his shield-slamming combat skills, only to let Bedivere was able to escape the fate of being almost beheaded.
"Good job, Mash...but you have no chance of winning, so give me the shield!"
Gao Wen, who was forced to retreat, seemed to be approving, but he didn't show any intention of holding back. He rushed forward to close the distance, and the holy sword in his hand was slashed down again in an instant!
The burst of magic power greatly increased the explosive power of his muscles, and as the magic power was infused into the hilt, the pseudo-sun inside the hilt would activate, and the blade would emit colorful light, extending to the visible range, accompanied by With his homeopathic heavy strike, it turned into a sword slash that was visible to the naked eye!
"Sword of Rotating Victory", the holy sword Caventine, although hidden in the shadow of Excalibur in the legend, is a holy sword without much description, but in fact, this holy sword is quite similar to the king's holy sword The power of approach is also the sister sword bestowed by the Maiden of the Lake.
Clang!
The sword blade slashed violently on the large cross shield and splashed violent sparks. The huge force almost shattered the shield girl's hands, and her arms were numb. It was as if a grenade had been detonated directly between people!
She couldn't help but grunted, and took four or five steps back, each step leaving a deep footprint on the scorching ground, before she barely regained her footing.
It was only then that Mash discovered in astonishment how much strength the Knights of the Round Table represented. Gawain didn't even need to deliberately accumulate strength, but he just slashed back with his sword, and the heavy pressure on her was already like a rocket recoil. ...In such a short period of time, with such a limited distance, he was able to swing a high-speed slash that surpassed sound waves? !
"Oh, no, it's impossible..."
But even so, the girl still responded with a low whine, firmly not allowing herself to give in.
"It's up to you, I really don't want to hurt you, so give me the shield..." Gao Wen said coldly, and continued to move forward quickly.
"Matthew! Be careful!" Da Vinci suddenly subconsciously shouted, and swung his staff to support Matthew.
But she was distracted just now, when she heard the sound of strings that could penetrate gold and stone, the arrow of the vacuum brushed past her beautiful face dangerously, leaving a shallow gap on her smooth cheeks. There was a bloodstain.
If Miss Medea hadn't pulled her with quick eyes and hands, I'm afraid it wouldn't be such a shallow bloodstain...
Not far away, Tristan was embracing his beloved harp, as if he was a musician about to play. He closed his eyes as if he was listening to something, and said in a low voice similar to an aria:
"Sorry, two charming ladies, your opponent is me... It's a pity, but this is my king's will after all. If you must stand in the front, I can only eradicate you... So, let Let's draw the curtain."
"Tristan, you... hateful!!" Da Vinci gritted his teeth tightly, her premonition was indeed correct, the situation turned so bad in an instant!
"Gawain! Stop it!" But at this time, Bedivere had already growled, holding the knight's straight sword tightly with his silver magic prosthetic limb, and fought with Gawain again, somewhat relieving Ma Xiu's pressure also made Da Vinci heave a sigh of relief.
If Bedivere hadn't seemed to have other ideas, if Mordred hadn't stood opposite King Arthur as always, preparing to act as a rebellious knight, then Chaldea really wouldn't have any chance now. .
However, although the current situation can be regarded as evenly matched, it is not optimistic at all. If this continues, their Chaldean side is definitely doomed.
So subconsciously, this almighty genius looked at the Queen of the Land of Shadows, who was the one with the highest force value and the most trustworthy person among those present.
"I knew...the Knights of the Round Table might be the most unreliable."
Facing the chaotic civil war in an instant, Scathach, who witnessed the whole scene, rubbed his forehead with a headache, and then calmly looked at the projection of King Arthur with no expression on his face.
"Are you going to intervene? The queen of the kingdom of shadows..." The legendary king of knights seemed to have noticed it, and turned his eyes to her direction without emotion. "I advise you not to interfere with this matter." Don't cause trouble for yourself and the Kingdom of Shadows."
"I've never been afraid of trouble. It's better to say that trouble is what I like the most. If you have the ability, you can kill me. Then I will only be more grateful to you..." With an elegant smile, Scatha gently stroked his hand The crimson magic gun, with slender jade-like fingertips, gently slid across the smooth gun body.
"As for the Kingdom of Shadows, it's just a kingdom of the nether world. In that space, there is only death except for the undead, and the sunlight can't even shine in it all year round... Do you really think that I will care about that demonic realm?"
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It seems to be a strong person who is alone and has no worries, so she can act according to her own ideas as she pleases, so she is not threatened by any, even she is not afraid of death, and she is even actively pursuing the one who can grant herself death. people.
King Arthur raised his eyebrows slightly, but he didn't say anything else. Instead, he turned his eyes to the battlefield over there, and nodded with an expression of approval: "Mr. Gao Wen, Mr. Lancelot, and Mr. Tristan, I I am very glad that you have made the right choice, I will deal with the ruler of the Kingdom of Shadows, and I will leave the rest to you."
"My lord, please rest assured! Our sword is only dedicated to you, and this time I will bring you victory with my own hands!"
Lancelot suddenly said loudly, his face was no longer calm, and an unimaginable joy appeared. He was obviously just being praised by such a name, as if he had been greatly encouraged, and even stimulated him to burst out in an instant. The great power of terror!
The indestructible lake light was overloaded, huge magic power overflowed from the cut surface, and the blue light was just like the surface of the lake.Mordred couldn't help but let out a muffled snort, and was knocked back two steps. Before he could react, Lancelot had already roared and charged like a wild beast!
The same goes for the others, as if the King of Knights had given some kind of terrible buff to the three Knights of the Round Table with a simple sentence.They burst out with incomparably fanatical emotions and strength in an instant, breaking the opponent's rhythm all at once.
The next moment, the King of Knights didn't stay any longer, and the transformed projection disappeared in place.
But this is not the end, but just the beginning, because at the same moment, above the infinitely high and far sky, violent and substantial magic power fluctuations have surged again, and the energy is condensing, compressing, tumbling and turbulent. Ultimate focus on one point!
Holy Lance, lift anchor!
A huge beam of light descended from the sky, striking straight down and hitting Skaha precisely!Now that it is confirmed that this person is a hidden danger that needs to be solved, the King of Knights is also unusually decisive in his actions, and does not intend to give Skaha a chance to support other people.
"Is it the gun at the end?...It really is a terrible opponent!" Skaha sighed, and threw the scarlet magic gun in his hand suddenly and fiercely!
The red lightning went up against the trend with a shrill scream, shattering all the atmosphere it passed, turning into a shooting star with a blatant blow, colliding with the beam of light from the holy spear with incomparable precision and fierceness, the next moment Then a huge explosion burst out in mid-air!
The brilliance of judgment descended from the Holy Lance was completely shattered by the Crimson Demon Lance!
But it's also the same in reverse, the crimson magic gun also shattered in an instant, vanishing into ashes, leaving no debris or powder left.
And amidst the deafening bangs, the air was torn apart into thunderous bangs, and the breath of magic power became disordered, turning into violent torrents and wandering around.
As if a huge typhoon swept through and exploded, the violent shock wave hit all directions. Under such terrible pressure, even other servants were blown away by surprise, even in a stalemate battle. In an instant, his posture and state were destroyed by the aftermath.
After all, the sudden wall of high-pressure air is spreading rapidly, blowing away a layer of ground where it passes, and naturally blowing their entire bodies away.
Whether it's a group of rebellious knights who are frantically fighting each other...
It's still the battle between Gawain, Matthew, and Bedwell, who has a clear offensive and defensive positioning...
Or maybe the two orthodox Casters and the Archer who uses the harp, the magic chord between each other's remote biu...
They are all results without exception, but this may be Scathach's initial plan. After all, King Arthur's Saint Baba belongs to the map cannon attack, and he didn't want her to support other people and interfere with the rhythm of the battlefield... Si Kaha also had no way to separate himself.
The queen of the Kingdom of Shadows frowned, and realized that she had just smashed a shot of the holy pull, and the next shot of the holy pull had already fallen from the sky again, and was severely suppressed at her position. This was to make her have no time to make a move. Interfere in other people's battlefields.
The battle has already begun, but she seems to have fallen into a disadvantage all of a sudden - the magic gun is not a magic weapon, even if it can withstand a shot of the Holy Baba for a short time, it will be one less if it is used, although she has prepared many magic guns Guns, but the number is limited after all.
But the King of Knights, who seems to have also reached the realm of the gods, doesn't care about consumption. She seems to have infinite magic power. With an artifact like the End Gun, she is really terrifying... So when the battle started, Scar Ha fell into a disadvantage.
She doesn't even know where the other party is, but the other party can beat her infinitely. This is naturally quite aggrieved and full of powerlessness.
But there is no way, if you can't bear it, you have to bear it, because as the main combat force, she must restrain each other with King Arthur, instead of standing on the sidelines and watching.In that case, the Chaldean side would have no chance... Besides, after predicting the future to a certain extent through clairvoyance, Scathach found that there is still a turning point.
I don't know why, but the magician doesn't seem to notice what's going on here, so he won't interfere, so the situation isn't too desperate...
What's more, the Crown Assassin seems to be recovering faster than he expected, and is on his way...
Taking a deep breath, Skaha soared into the sky, leaving only one sentence: "Hold on! As long as you can hold on, then you will win!"
The next moment, an even bigger explosion and roar came from above the sky.
And this is not the only one, it's just the beginning, it seems that Scathach's position has been locked in some way, no matter how the queen of the kingdom of shadows moves, the huge pillar of light will always be extremely accurate It followed and fell down, although she was still narrowly avoided by her.
But the King of Knights obviously didn't care. Her purpose was not to knock down Scathach so easily, but just to restrain him.As long as Skaha has been unable to free his hands and can only dodge continuously, then there is no way to interfere with the rhythm of other people in the field.
That's enough.
Because the power of the three Knights of the Round Table is undoubtedly overwhelming compared to the Chaldean side.After all, Matthew's strength as a pseudo-servant is insufficient, and Bedivere is also recognized as "the only ordinary person among the knights of the round table". Even if he holds the sword of vowed victory, it is difficult to exert his full strength.
As for Da Vinci and Ms. Medea, the two Casters are not in their own workshop positions, so it is difficult to fully display the true power of the magician, and the knights on the opposite side are either sword ranks or bow ranks, which are basically inherent skills against magic power. ——
To be precise, all of them are B-level, and they are all capable of nullifying magic that can chant less than three verses, and the damage caused by great magic and ritual spells can also be tolerated.
Therefore, it is already the limit for the two Casters to be able to deal with Tristan together, and it is already a manifestation of their superb magic attainments and extraordinary skill awareness... Overall, there is only one Mordred who can match the opponent evenly Yes, but she is only one person.
The huge air tide visible to the naked eye was surging, and the sea of clouds rolled and was completely chopped into pieces. A wave of Holy Baba bombarded this sea area, shattering small islands one after another, creating vertical sea tides with huge drops, setting off Terrible tsunami.
The remaining ships of the rebels were crying and roaring, completely swallowed by the aftermath of the natural disaster, and destroyed under the turbulent waves of the trembling ocean.
"Perseverance... is victory... woo..."
Matthew whimpered, firmly supporting the large cross shield in his hand, but was still being violently attacked by the holy swordsman Gawain, amidst clanging sounds and bursts of violent sparks, he kept backing away , the feet have sunk deep into the ground and dragged out a gully tens of meters long.
She tried her best to get rid of distracting thoughts, but unconditionally believed in what Miss Scathach said just now, thinking that Miss Scathach must have a way, and what she had to do now was to persevere, to try to defend against Mr. Gawain's attack, and not let him take the shield take away.
"Wishful thinking! If that's the case, I will fulfill you..." Gao Wen shouted angrily, but the slash that he seized the opportunity to unleash was blocked by the shining silver arm again.
"Bedwell! What are you doing!" Gao Wen, who was thwarted again, roared furiously, turned his offensive, and crazily cast a storm of blades at the pansy knight.
The pale-faced Bedivere was panting, his body was trembling slightly, and the huge load on his body caused by using the silver arm many times had caused him to suffer from sequelae. After all, he was still an ordinary person, and he was not a follower at all... …
But even so, he still tried his best to block the violent attack, and glared at his former colleagues: "I should be asking you this question, Gao Wen! What are you doing?! We were all companions before. Is it on?"
"Not anymore! Since you choose to stand in front of the king, your identities can only be enemies!" roared the Prince Charming, who was burning like the sun, and he did not hesitate to kill the killer. The atmosphere was cracked, and the surrounding air was instantly shattered.
"you……?!"
Bedivere blocked the heavy blow, and the corners of his mouth overflowed with blood. He looked at the noble knight who had turned into a wild beast in surprise and anger, and looked uncertain.
"Forget it! Bedivere, we will stand in front of you and become the cornerstone of the pure white millennium kingdom that the king wants to build! No matter what, we must become the sword of my king!" Gawain seemed more angry than him, berserk The offensive has no intention of stopping.
As long as this is good, as long as this is good!As long as the king's ideal can be fulfilled!
"Are you... are you really knights? There is something wrong with the current situation of the king, and the king is going to destroy the world!" Bedivere looked frightened and angry, and at the same time he was heartbroken, "This is obviously wrong, true loyalty is not true. It should be like this... Let me ask you, what is your sword!"
"That's needless to say! Of course we are knights!" Gawain, who seemed to be touched the most painful point in his heart by this sentence, roared, "We are all useless knights! I was not qualified at the beginning... Do you think I don't know what you said? Do you think I don't know that there is something wrong with Wang's situation?"
"But! So what?! Bedivere, you don't know how jealous I am of you. You have been given the honor of being a knight who belongs only to you and has not been given to any of us! You who guarded the king's deathbed at the end, It is impossible to understand us!"
"W-what?!" Bedivere, who was about to be knocked down by the stormy attack, couldn't understand Gawain's suddenly ferocious expression and that terrifying look in his eyes.
"That is to say, how happy we are now, you will not understand... to have another chance to offer the sword and loyalty to the king, even if it is to destroy the world, as long as the king needs useless knights like us, If you are willing to give us another chance, we are very grateful..."
Lancelot's voice came faintly from the side, and the knight on the lake seemed to have entered into a state of extreme mental instability, "And all of this - when the king is in trouble, the only one who can accompany the king You, who witnessed the death of the king, will not understand."
"Britain's round table has perished! Our world has perished!" Gawain continued, roaring, "I was once called the right arm of the king, but I failed to let go of my personal grievances, which led to the death of the king...so I can't Make such a stupid mistake again!"
"I swear! If there is a next time! If there is a chance of redemption, a second life! I will dedicate myself to the king—"
Because his own impulsiveness lured the king into death, Gawain called out in the abyss of death. With this oath in his chest, he became a Servant in order to correct the regrets and mistakes of his life, and serve as a more perfect "knight" king.
All for the cornerstone of being a lonely king.
"Didn't you ask me, what is my sword? Then I will answer you, Bedivere, that is to protect the glory of my king! Defend the dignity of my king! Smash the enemies of my king!"
The knight who received the favor of the sun slammed down the holy sword in his hand, and the magic power released a rainbow light that swept everything around like a thunder!
"No matter who it is, even if it's a knight of the round table! Anyone who dares to obstruct the king - kill without mercy!"
(End of this chapter)