The Lord of the Crowned Noble Phantasm of the Alien Plane

Chapter 346 Devour My Heart, Moonlight VS Moon Goddess's Pure Love! (Seeking a monthly ticket for recommendation)

Holding the sword in both hands, Mordred suddenly exploded countless golden lightning arcs around him, and bounced the oncoming rebels away.

These guys in mid-air stepped on the bodies of their companions and flew back backwards, their fingers were completely covered by divine power, and they stabbed all over Mordred's body.

The intense sound of the piano exploded suddenly, and countless streamers of light shuttled through the void like lightning, instantly piercing through and cutting the enemies around Mordred in half.

Just like that, the traitor on the ground, who should have died a long time ago, still struggled to crawl over.

"monster!"

Tristan arrived in an instant, and the strings in his hands vibrated rapidly, so many streamers seemed to cut the ground.

This made these immortal rebels completely incapacitated.

"That guy is a bit evil!"

Mordred held the holy sword in both hands and nervously watched the figure exuding blood, feeling anxious for no reason.

"Don't get close, that Heroic Spirit has the property of spiritual pollution." Lancelot's voice sounded beside him.

At this moment, he has summoned Wuhui's lake light and spiral neon sword at the same time, holding one in each of his left and right hands.

On the opposite side, the remaining rebels rushed over at the same time. They had already lost their sanity as humans, and like wild beasts, they frantically rushed towards their prey.

Bedivere's right arm suddenly burst into intense light, forming the outline of a holy sword.

Beside him, Mordred seemed to sense it, and suddenly turned his head to look over.

He found that his former treasure was being transformed into an illusion, and the brilliant and brilliant King Sword manifested in the void, and then burst into the sky with white brilliance.

Bedivere exuded a huge divine power all over his body, and suddenly swung his right arm down.

White thunder beams, like wild horses, erupted towards the charging rebels.

The divine torrent instantly submerged everything in front of it, and the ground was torn apart along the way. At the end of the torrent was the strange heroic spirit.

Under Bedivere's full blow, half of the rebels were shrouded in gasification and dissipated in the torrent.

And the rest of the dozen or so people were making a detour from the side, rushing towards them frantically.

A huge divine power erupted in the distance, and a white ball of light was constantly expanding.

Caligula, who is inside, has a bloody mask spread out all over his body, isolating all the power from the outside.

His body was not injured in the slightest.

Outside, the remaining rebels are about to rush to the Knights of the Round Table.

The spiral sword body instantly pierced through one of the crazy rebels, and the next moment the latter squeezed forward desperately, completely ignoring the neon sword that kept sinking into his chest.

Immediately, he let go of his arms to embrace Lancelot, and the dazzling glare began to erupt.

The divine power that was about to burst the body was consumed as a one-time use, and this guy blew himself up!

Lancelot suddenly opened up his divine force field, and then his whole body was engulfed by the rising light...

With the beginning, other Knights of the Round Table also encountered the same situation.

These irrational rebels are not afraid of death at all. Even if they are repeatedly pierced by the treasure, they still struggle to get close, and then explode their divine power.

In an instant, the ground was occupied by divine light spheres rising one after another.

The continuous sound of explosions continued to spread, and Shangye Lone Wolf and the others who were standing on the city wall felt chills down their backs.

If it were them, it might have been blown to pieces.

The burst of divine power finally began to disappear, and Lancelot's dusty figure appeared.

Even though these rebels are low-level planetary ranks, after they blew up their divinity cores, they blew themselves up as bombs.

Its power is already enough to hurt the Knights of the Round Table. At this moment, Lancelot's divine power has dropped a lot.

The next moment, a sudden flash of fist hit his chest, and his whole body was hit to the ground like a cannonball, and he fell backwards.

The body slid back and forth on the ground, pulling out a long ditch. Lancelot finally stopped, and a stream of blood spewed out from his mouth.

As a heroic spirit with a spiritual base, he was punched so hard that he vomited blood!

At this moment, another figure flew towards him, and Lancelot immediately stood up and reached out to catch it, only to find Tristan lying limply on the ground clutching his stomach.

The guy in front of him exuding blood mist was rushing towards the other knights of the round table, his fists and kicks were so fast that he couldn't even catch his sight.

Immediately, he jumped up high and kicked Gao Wen's treasure in mid-air viciously. The rotating victory sword that was about to be liberated by the real name was interrupted immediately, and it was flying towards the chests of the two of them at high speed.

Suddenly throwing Tristan behind him, Lancelot's armor showed bloody lines, his body rotated at high speed, and his right hand was as fast as lightning to grab the hilt of the incoming Wheel of Victory Sword.

Throw it back at the falling terrifying figure.

When Caligula saw this, he clasped his hands in front of his chest to clamp the thrusting sword.

Gao Wen, who was below, immediately liberated the divinity in his body, and the entire blade of the Wheel-Running Victory Sword radiated intense light, and its temperature instantly rose exponentially.

At this moment, Caligula's palms were like holding an exploding sun, and the blazing heat continued to burn his body.

At the same time, two huge divine powers, one blue and one gold, erupted from the sides.

Lancelot and Mordred jumped up and appeared beside him at the same time, and the two holy swords released the huge power contained inside!
At the same time, Bedivere's right arm was also manifesting the holy sword, and the white thunder column exploded towards Caligula in the middle!
Tristan watched this scene from a distance, secretly heaving a sigh of relief, the victory is assured!

Four treasures attack at the same time!

Once hit, even my King Artoria will not be able to escape unscathed.

This strange heroic spirit who appeared suddenly had only one result: being bombarded and killed!

However, at this moment, the sky suddenly darkened, and a full moon appeared high in the sky.

The silver moonlight swayed down, shining on everything in the void.

A strange thing happened right after, the divine brilliance on the surface of the four erupting treasures melted like snow.

Mordred and Lancelot, who were standing on both sides of Caligula, were suddenly shocked, with incredible expressions on their faces.

The next moment, two holy swords struck the golden version of the wrist armor, and sparks exploded.

"Eat my heart, Moonlight..."

Caligula spoke for the first time since his appearance.

His fists passed through the sword body, knocking away the two Knights of the Round Table beside him. Then he fell at high speed and kicked Gawain into the ground.

At this moment, Caligula was like a tyrant, wantonly exuding blood mist from his body.

Affected by it, the surrounding knights of the round table suddenly felt the divine power in their bodies and began to run wild.

The huge power is starting to wander around in the body, and they gradually lose control of their divinity.

Reason is gradually disappearing, anger and the urge to blood are sprouting in the bottom of my heart.

At this moment, in the direction of Camelot King City, a silver light suddenly shot high into the sky.

The next moment, a crescent moon suddenly appeared in the sky, confronting the full moon that revealed Caligula's true name.

Endless silver light sprinkled from the sky, instantly suppressing the rage in the hearts of all the knights of the round table.

They struggled to raise their heads and looked towards the Knight King City, a figure bathed in moonlight was slowly approaching.

Above its head, slowly lowered a noble and beautiful goddess, who was wrapping her arms around the neck of that figure from behind.

Real Name Liberation: The Pure Love of the Moon Goddess!
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(End of this chapter)