Lords of Camelot

Chapter 753 The Orthodoxy of the Dark Round Table Empire

Just as X and his fleet were returning, Lancelot in the Holy Light of the Lake stumbled onto the bridge.

"Retreat... Go back and rest for a while before thinking about what to do next."

Lancelot gave the order, but at that moment, no one in the entire bridge paid any attention to him.

"There is no need to retreat. We will reunite with other fleets. Sir Lancelot, you are no longer the commander of this fleet. Your time is over."

Galahad's wounds had fully recovered, and he looked at Lancelot's eyes without any respect. Lancelot now realized that he had been betrayed and his power had been taken away.

"Galahad, you are too anxious. Do you think you can lead this fleet? Can you be the new leader?" Lancelot mobilized the remaining strength in his body and tightly grasped Arondate in his hand, ready to fight Galahad again at any time.

But Galahad simply shook his head nonchalantly, and now respect returned to his words.

"Of course not me. I am not qualified. I am waiting for the true king of the Dark Round Table Empire to come now."

Following his introduction, the door next to him opened. X·Alter walked out, and every step she took was filled with a heavy sense of oppression.

"You...you are!" Lancelot was already in panic at this moment. It turned out that he had been plotted against from the very beginning?

"How does it feel to be betrayed by someone you found, Lancelot? Well, it's just that you were able to find Galahad because I wanted him to be found by you. Boring, this is all you have. You even dare to call yourself the orthodox of the Dark Round Table Empire, which is my title!"

As he spoke, X.Alter walked up to Galahad, and Galahad immediately knelt down to express his loyalty to X.Alter.

Lancelot now realized that he had fallen into a trap. Galahad had taken control of the fleet during this year, and they had been waiting for him to be weak so that they could seize the entire fleet, or even his life.

So he threw the Alondite in his hand directly at X. Alter, hoping to buy a little time. As long as he could get some distance, enter the corridor and open the isolation wall, everything would still have a chance...

"No chance!" X.Alter raised his hand, and the red Alter Factor burst out like lightning and hit Lancelot's body.

Lancelot screamed under such an attack. X's hand suddenly pulled back at this time, and Lancelot's body was forcibly pulled back by her.

"You are useless. You are old. Even your brain is confused."

At this point, X increased the force in his hands, and Lancelot's screams echoed throughout the bridge.

"You will become my tool, my slave and be used by me. But before that..."

X·Alter raised her other hand, and more Alter Factors, under her control, pierced into Lancelot's body like a whip.

In less than thirty seconds, she put her five fingers together and pulled back, and a beating heart was forcibly pulled out.

"Hmph~ Vortigern's white dragon heart has returned to normal after being nurtured by Lancelot's spiritual base, but now you will become a part of me! I'm not polite."

At this moment, the Red Dragon swallowed up the power of the White Dragon. At this moment, her aura suddenly increased, increased wildly, and increased vigorously! Her aura at this moment was several times stronger than at any time in the past. It was extremely terrifying and terrible!

"Sure enough... Lancelot's body is simply incapable of fully unleashing the power of the White Dragon." X. Alter said, and poured his own power into Lancelot's body.

Lancelot, who had been toyed with so repeatedly, was no longer able to resist. He would rather die than not, but death was too much of a luxury for him.

X.Alter hated him deeply.

With the infusion of X·Alter's power, Lancelot's injuries were all healed, and his body once again changed from a human body to a dragon man form, but this time his consciousness was completely devoured.

The powerful swordsman turned into a terrifying berserker at this moment. However, due to the effect of the Alter Factor, even if Lancelot turned into a berserker, he would never be able to resist X. Alter.

At this moment, X.Alter happened to see Alondite on the ground, and she kicked the sword up. Lancelot subconsciously grasped the sword, and when the sword was grasped, the magic sword once again became hideous and terrifying.

After doing all this, X·Alter finally stopped the output of the Alter Factor. Lancelot opened his arms, vibrated his wings and roared. Now he was just a beast, a beast driven by X·Alter.

"Hmph~ That's enough. Galahad, please don't do anything to disappoint me. I don't want what happened to Lancelot to happen to you. After all, you are my favorite one among the second round table."

Upon hearing this, Galahad immediately expressed his unwavering loyalty, saying that he was different from the foolish Lancelot, and that everything he had was dedicated to Lord X. Alter.

"Hmph~ Then let's go. Now is not the time to fight the New Space Guard. If we want to defeat them, we must crush them squarely, make them realize how weak they are, make them realize that they can't do without me, make them kneel down and kiss the front of my shoes to show their loyalty to me."

When the Silence returned, X and the other two immediately boarded the aircraft and went to the Tower of Light.

The moment he landed, X ran over at full speed and put the Light of Camelot back to its original place. Looking at the darkness in the sky, X swung his two swords directly, and the sword energy strengthened by the Light of Camelot dispelled all the darkness in the sky at this moment.

Davian fell to the ground, a flash of light flashed across his body, and he had turned back into human form. X immediately carried him on his shoulders and headed towards the medical department, not knowing when the captain would wake up.

"This kid cares a lot about our captain." Scathach was still on the aircraft at the moment. X's movements just now were so fast that she could only watch from the side.

"Our family? Ah? The captain has nothing to do with you, right? Even if you want to describe it like that, only Mrs. Nightingale is qualified, right?" Tristan was speechless at the way Scathach described it. Scathach came too late, so how did she win over Miss Nightingale?

And now Tristan wants to complain more about Davian's sudden awakening of romantic luck. Why didn't he show this kind of romantic luck when X·Alter was around him before? It's too weird.

"Ah... Sure enough, those two are having an affair. Does that little girl X know about it?" Scathach showed an interested look on her face, and then she asked if X knew about this. Tristan thought about it, and then said that she probably didn't know.

"Oh? That's interesting. Your captain has good luck with women. But it could also be because he only cares about flirting and doesn't care about the follow-up, so he tends to get into trouble."

Scathach laughed, Tristan looked at her speechlessly and told the pilot to land. Now it was time to explain the details of this mission to Agragwen, after all, Lancelot had been defeated.

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