I weave my destiny in parallel time and space

Gregson was silent, without words, and he also looked towards the end of the street.

The battle in the air continued to rage.

A fighter jet roared past them, strong winds hit the street, and the rumble of the engine could be heard in their ears.

Everyone subconsciously covered their ears, and the violent sound seemed to be drumming in their ears.

A flying dragon followed closely behind, spewing flames, and the scorching heat caused the hair of the people below to curl slightly.

The surrounding glass has been broken due to the battle just now. Otherwise, just the high-speed roar of the engine would cause a glass rain here.

At the end of the street, a group of monsters rushed towards them.

These monsters are completely different from those that appeared in West France. They are larger in size and have sharp teeth that seem to be able to bite everything.

There were bloodstains and even shreds of meat hanging on their teeth, and some monsters even had severed limbs in their mouths. It looked like they had just had a feast. Some people should have encountered these things unfortunately.

The blood stained on their bodies and the aura they exuded caused the people who had settled down to be enveloped in fear again.

He began to subconsciously evacuate towards the rear.

The policemen once again formed a formation, holding weapons in their hands and looking nervously at the monsters.

Gregson also tried hard to ask for help through the communication channel, but received no response.

Because it's not just this neighborhood that's in trouble, but the entire imperial capital.

"Take these people and evacuate." Arthur said slowly, "Just leave these things to me."

Gregson focused his gaze on Arthur.

His body is not considered strong, but after witnessing the brilliance just now, no one would think that he cannot face these monsters.

But Gregson couldn't help but said.

"Are you sure? We might have a better chance of winning if we stay."

"I'm not alone." Arthur said slowly.

Gregson was stunned. He looked around, but did not see anyone suspected of being Arthur's companion.

He seemed to want to ask something else.

Arthur smiled slowly and spoke loudly in a voice that everyone could hear.

"Hundreds of years ago, there was such an army on this land.

They have the strongest will and the most loyal beliefs.

They never give up and never step back.

Although they are human beings, they surpass humans with their extraordinary perseverance and achievements.

They once fought one against a hundred, and held the enemy outside the country's gate.

He also traveled thousands of miles just to decide the outcome in one battle.

Moving forward is their only direction, and death is always with them like a friend. "

Starlie still hadn't left. After hearing Arthur's story, the name of a knighthood also appeared in her mind.

This name has always been with Arthur the Great. Ever since King Arthur pulled out the Sword in the Stone when he was young, he has been following him, creating countless miracles and legends.

On the Great Plains of Maria, they once faced hundreds of enemies, facing the Western French army that was dozens of times their size.

He also raided thousands of miles and penetrated directly into the royal capital of the Spanish Empire.

That is a miracle that no army in the world can replicate.

People around who know the legend of King Arthur also know what kind of army Arthur is talking about.

"The flag of this army is a red wolf."

Arthur's tone was ups and downs, with a sense of storytelling, and his eyes flashed with unknown brilliance.

"There are no fiery red wolves in this world, that is the color of blood.

The red wolf is a bloody wolf!

This is also the creed of the Knights!

In the world of wolves,

There is no prey that cannot be caught,

Only the determination not to catch up!

There is no food that cannot be fought for,

Only the courage to dare not challenge!

On the plains of the Grand Pampas, as long as they are united, even the lions and bears will have to give in when the wolves attack! "

As he narrated, under the slightly widened eyes of the people, the low roaring sounds of dozens of horses were heard in their ears.

"hiss!!"

Behind Arthur, shadow after shadow slowly appeared.

They were dressed in military uniforms, riding tall horses and holding lances, just like the cavalry from the time of Arthur the Great hundreds of years ago.

Their figures were illusory, but with Arthur's voice they gradually solidified.

They all have tall and straight postures, with resolute eyes, and the horses underneath them are all tall and strong.

The special red military uniforms added a touch of heroism to them.

There were a huge number of them, probably thousands of them, lined up in formation on this street.

They said nothing, and even the war horses beneath them were extremely quiet, motionless and silent.

If it weren't for the ashes that were blown up and fell by the wind in front of them, there would even be an illusion that time was suspended.

Then, right next to Arthur, a figure riding a war horse slowly appeared. With the roar of the war horse, the figure raised the flag gun in his hand, and the red flag unfolded in the wind.

On top is a ferocious wolf head outlined with golden lines.

That is, the flag of the Royal Celtic Knights.

Staley's eyes widened suddenly, and she stared at the man holding the flag next to Arthur.

If the guess is correct, he should be the legendary right hand of the king - the red wolf Wolf!

Looking at this cavalry, Starlie's complexion gradually turned rosy. For some reason, the blood in her body began to boil, and an excitement that came from nowhere appeared in her mind.

Not just her, but also the people watching this scene.

They seemed to have returned to the Great Plains of the Imperial Capital Maria, as if they had returned to the Great Plains of the Spanish Empire.

The majesty and power of the Royal Celtic Knights are conveyed to everyone's heart through the flag blowing in the breeze.

A group of legends were standing in front of them at this moment.

Arthur raised his hand, pointing the tip of his sword directly at the monsters.

His sonorous and powerful voice resounded in everyone's heart.

"Son of Brittania!

Behind you are the people.

Make your blood boil! "

Wolfe, who was beside Arthur, slowly opened his mouth, revealing his slightly ferocious teeth.

Not only him, but also the group of knights behind him, with their bloodthirsty smiles like wolves.

Arthur's voice continued, grinning.

"At this moment, the plain has arrived, and it's time for the wolves to attack!!"

As soon as the words fell, these knights almost seemed to be cloned. They raised the lances in their hands in synchronization, clamped them under their armpits, and pointed them at the monsters in the distance.

Wolf pointed the tip of the flag at the distant army and roared.

"charge!!!!"