The Infinite Sword System That Ravages the Dimension

"You're as unrelenting as ever, Galahad."

Lancelot scratched his head and looked at his son whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

"You and your father and son are not the only ones who have returned to the king's command. Lancelot, my best friend, I stopped you from saving the king because of personal grievances. I don't know if I can be with you this time. How about fighting side by side?"

Gawain also walked to Lancelot's side, looking at his former best friend and enemy with a complicated expression.

"Of course, Gao Wen, this sword will be wielded by the king no matter what time it is!"

Lancelot responded to Gawain's request.

During the conversation, however, it became clear that someone was getting impatient.

"I said you guys, there is no time for you to talk now, so hurry up and get rid of this annoying guy in front of you!"

The rebellious knight surpassed them, and the king's sword in his hand was already entwined with crimson thunder.

At the same time, beside her, Bedivere, the most loyal knight, walked side by side with her.

"Clarent blood arthur to my magnificent father—!"

"Devore my soul and run, silver shooting star! Flickering, dead end agateram!!"

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The sword light formed by the scarlet thunder swept towards Vauban's huge body.

With the hatred that belonged exclusively to Mordred in the past, the power of Jianmang has reached its maximum value.

In this regard, Vauban still has no intention of fear. Although the attack of the Noble Phantasm level is powerful, it can be resisted at the level of a servant. You must know that the power of the godslayer is the real power of God!

In an instant, thunder fell from the sky, and the wind howled.

The blue tears condensed in the hands, and they were released suddenly, colliding with the galloping red thunder.

boom--!

A huge explosion erupted in this city, but the city, which was originally the carrier of the inherent barrier, remained unscathed under this destructive force.

A flash of light shot out from the smoke and dust, and the silver light flashed past.

boom--!

"It's a familiar routine. Your attack seems to be similar to that of Lancelot. Which Knight of the Round Table are you? If Galahad hadn't appeared, I would have thought you were Galahad."

The waving silver arm was hit on the elbow by Vauban's huge wolf claw.

It was blocked abruptly.

Looking at the blood oozing from his arm, Vauban said with interest.

"Besides, in terms of pure strength, your strength seems to be inferior to them."

"That's right, compared to other knights who have the help of elves or the time of saints, my strength is inconspicuous. After all, I am just an ordinary human being."

The light on the silver arm has not weakened in the slightest, and the knight's expression is still determined.

That's right, even without the high talent, this knight still has an irreplaceable position among the knights of the round table.

"However, as a human being, I will use this head to offer my loyalty to the king—grip his sword tightly, switch on agateram—!"

White light flashed from his arm, and Vauban suddenly discovered that Bedivere's physical fitness had actually improved.

Coupled with the treasures that have been activated all the time, the combination of the two forces even shows signs of suppressing the monster power of the wolf.

At this moment, the surrounding knights of the round table were also ready to go, regrouped and rushed forward again.

"I didn't expect to start a battle in the king's city. It's really sad."

Tristan seemed a little sad, he didn't seem to want to stain the holy city with blood.

However, the movement of the hands did not stop, and the bowstring was beating like a zither string.

"But it can't be helped. This is the king's order. Sing pain and cry. "Fail Naught" This is my arrow——!"

Tristan's bow, which is called the "bow that must hit"......But even so, the shape as a Noble Phantasm is only a simple "string".Using the strings of his favorite harp, he vibrates the strings to flick the air away, launching what should be called vacuum arrows.

One after another, vacuum arrows wrapped Vauban's body.

One after another bloodstains appeared on Vauban's body.

Even the oldest demon king is a bit embarrassed when facing the legendary Knights of the Round Table. Even if these knights do not come in the form of heroic spirits, they come in the form of avatars, but the consciousness of fighting The spirit and spirit are still there, and the demeanor of the legendary knight is still flamboyant.

There was no gap in the precise coordination, and even the godslayer was in a panic for a while.

However, Vauban is Vauban after all, as one of the oldest and most powerful people among the godslayers, just like Athena said, his power can face any situation.

"Interesting, interesting. It's been a long time since no one has hurt me to this extent. However, that's right. As a demon king, only fighting can match him, isn't it?"

Vacuum Arrow's attack was complete, and the scars on Vauban's body almost dyed his silver hair red with blood.

However, the Godslayer's will remained undiminished.

"Hmph, the old man seems to be quite powerful, but I'm sorry, if you meet me, just give me a complete down!"

The smoke cleared, and Mordred's body appeared in front of Vauban.

The same blond hair as Arturia was flying wildly, and the fighting spirit of a lion was burning in his eyes.