Lords of Camelot

It was clearly daytime, but when King Arthur's army entered Londinium, dark clouds began to slowly gather over the city. At this moment, these real dark clouds seemed to have entered everyone's hearts, covering up the light in their hearts.

But Davian, who had already entered the battle state, didn't care about these things. The holy sword in his hand was still slashing against the great sword of Anagumas. While fighting, he shouted, "Where have all the people in the city gone? Why can't I see a single living person!"

"It has become Vortigern's blood food." Anagumas said this with a cruel smile, and Davian only took two seconds to understand what he meant.

"You bastards! How can you be so cruel?!" As Davian was furious, the magical glow on the holy sword became stronger. The holy sword was responding to his anger for the tragic fate of others.

However, Anagumas only responded with a gloomy laugh, saying that this was just an early event. Everyone would die in the end anyway, and returning to Vortigern's body early would only make use of their remaining value, which was better than dying and wasting their body and soul.

Then he raised his hand and swung it forward, and a black whirlwind attacked Davian. Davian used the holy sword with holy light to dispel the dark whirlwind, but after that, Anagumas's greatsword chopped him down again and again.

Morgan's potion helped to reduce his stress in returning to youth, and now he was completely complete. He could use magic and swordsmanship to his heart's content, and he was not afraid even if the price of a battle was death.

“Just come at me! I will take on all of you, Anagumas, whether it’s magic or swordsmanship! I will bury you in the abyss along with Vortigern’s dark ambitions!”

Davian swung his holy sword to deflect Anagumas's sword again, and then launched a counterattack. Even Anagumas, who had now recovered to his peak, had to admit that the young man in front of him really had a power that he couldn't understand. He was so strong.

Meanwhile, Arthur and Gawain had already entered the palace and walked into the hall. The moment they pushed open the door, they saw Vortigern sitting on the throne with their superb eyesight.

The old man still had a majestic and terrifying expression on his face, and Gawain couldn't help but feel that this man had a firm will that was beyond their imagination.

"What a surprise, my brother, son of Uther, that I am the one who will end this battle with you face to face in the end?"

Vortigern stood up from the throne and looked at Arthur with his hawk-like eyes. However, Arthur felt the same aura as himself at this moment. Arthur felt that Vortigern's golden eyes were also examining his own kind.

"My humble king Futigeng... I should call you uncle, but at this moment, we have nothing to do but fight each other. The path you are thinking of is not a path we can accept."

Arthur gripped the sword tightly. He could already feel the powerful force rising from Vortigern's body.

"Humph... Why do you resist, why do you deny, why do you consider yourself human? Britain must be destroyed, and you must be exterminated."

Vortigern only questioned with cold words. Gawain felt that this guy was simply talking nonsense and made it impossible to understand what he was talking about.

"If this island is to be defiled by humans, I will restore it to its original state with my own hands. I will turn great Britain into hell, into a dark paradise where humans will never be able to live in the future."

However, the next moment, dark power gushed out from Vortigern's armor, and a strong sense of oppression attacked everyone from the front. Gawain felt unbelievable. How could a mere old man have such power?

[It was a hole in the world, swallowing up all the hot molten iron, something inhuman that made people feel so cold. The dragon Vortigern, that was the true face of the thing that wanted to lead Britain to destruction.]

This is what Gawain in the future will recall whenever he thinks of this scene. He will never forget that moment.

Vortigern, who turned into a demon dragon, evaporated all the people on the scene except Arthur and Gawain with his scorching breath. Gawain was directly hit and lost his strength. Now he realized that Vortigern in front of him was the Devourer of the Holy Sword. The more sacred the opponent, the stronger his power will naturally be.

Kaledin's light was taken away directly, and even the light of the Sword of Promised Victory was shaking like a candle in the wind.

But Arthur didn't care and gave Gawain some confidence with his hearty laughter.

From Gawain's perspective, King Arthur was walking slowly forward in the darkness, saying as he walked: "As expected of you, you are the stubborn Lord Gawain, the Knight of the Sun. It seems that even the dragon's stomach cannot fully contain your brilliance."

After saying that, he had already increased his speed and rushed towards the demon dragon. The two sides fought together, and after that, Vortigern's dragon body continued to grow larger.

It may have only been a few minutes before Vortigern's body had grown so big that it completely broke through the palace's ceiling. As it rushed into the sky, its roar resounded throughout Lontinium.

"What?!" Davian looked at the giant dragon in the distance in disbelief. Is there such a mystery in Britain? No, is that the real dragon body of Vortigern that absorbed countless flesh and blood and finally reached the ultimate?

However, it was during this moment of distraction that Anagumas caught him. He swung the sword with all his strength and sent Davian flying. Just as he tried to stand up, the dark magic had already wrapped around his body. At this moment, Davian lost his ability to move, and he had briefly become Anagumas's captive.

"The white dragon that wanted to destroy Britain finally soared into the sky. What do you think, Lion Knight Davian? Isn't the dragon's body very beautiful?"

Anagumas also looked at the white dragon in the distance. The ultimate posture was already within his expectations. It was indeed a very beautiful dragon body.

Davian was silent. After a while of thinking, he asked, "Is that all? Is that the end?"

Anagumas didn't understand why he asked that, and just when he was about to say something, Davian spoke first:

"If that's all you have, then I'll do my best. Although I'm still far from being omnipotent, more power is waiting for me. Anagumas, since you're willing to sacrifice your life to fight me, I'll show you my strength!"

His heart moved as he wished, and the power stored up by Merlin now traveled through time and space, turning into a blue flash that broke through the dark clouds and landed in Davian's hands. Now he was really going to fight with all his strength!

【Lion King War Chronicles! 】

"If it is a white dragon that intends to destroy Britain, then I will transform into a lion king and strike it down to the ground! Tear off its wings, bite off its throat, cut its heart and belly, and destroy everything about it!"

[The supernatural blue lion mane with armor shocks the throne! 】