The Infinite Sword System That Ravages the Dimension

He firmly grasped Rama's right hand holding the sword.

Immediately afterwards, Wei Gong's body shone with crystal light, and the light quickly enveloped Wei Gong and Rama, without giving Rama any time to react.

Whoosh-!

After a flash of light, the two disappeared in place, leaving only the messy battlefield.Endless artifacts fell from the sky, and the earth was once again wreaked havoc.

Chapter 69 Prototypes vs Real People

A crystal white light flashed, and the figures of the two fighting had disappeared from the battlefield.

All the people fighting almost stopped their movements, staring blankly at the deserted battlefield.

"My lord...what the hell is going on?"

Unbelievable emotions flashed in Lancelot's eyes. With his extremely keen perception, he naturally felt that the aura of the King of the End had completely disappeared, leaving nothing behind. Qi also began to calm down.

"Distraction during battle is a taboo."

An indifferent voice rang in his ears, followed by a stern slash.

call out--!

boom--!

The shining golden holy sword and spear slammed together, making a huge roar, and the impact turned the ground around the two of them up, turning them into dust.

"The battle between knights is even more so."

The holy blue eyes were fixed on the knight in heavy armor, and there was no worry in his eyes.

When the light flashed just now, she had already reacted, and the red-clothed heroic spirit's intentions were already known.

"Did my lord be teleported to the underworld by Emiya Shirou? The eighth king."

Lancelot asked Artoria, disappeared into the battlefield without leaving a trace, and even stopped the earth changes caused by the awakening of the King of the End. From what I've heard, it seems that only the Nether World between life and death has this kind of power.

However, for some reason, a trace of uneasiness still flashed in Lancelot's heart.

It really shouldn't be, because even after going to Netherworld, the fact that there are more than one Godslayer on the earth has not changed, and the power of the Last King is still crushing other Godslayers.

"Knight of the Lake, I don't know what your real name is, let's take your current pseudonym as your real name, Lancelot, your lord is fighting Shirou, no matter what the result is, leave it to him, I Between you and me, there are some things that need to be settled!"

"Some things? The eighth is the king. There is no special connection between you and me, and there is no special karma. Is there anything that needs to be settled?"

"Have you not reacted yet? Or should I say I can't believe it? That's right, after all, that past was just a fabricated story for you and Guinevere, but for me, it represented my real story. life, and—"

With a swing of the holy sword, the spear was bounced away, Artoria let go of the holy sword with her left hand, and then, a more luxurious golden sword appeared in her hand.

"—everything I've fought for!"

The golden king sword shone with light, carrying the aura of the age of gods, and shrouded the battlefield.

“Still brilliant carmelot!!!!”

Immediately, the entire battlefield was shrouded in white light. This time, Lancelot was not shrouded in the legendary royal city, but the pure white city that only belonged to the mythical period was displayed in this world.

Everyone who was fighting was attracted by this light, and their eyes focused on this place.

Immediately afterwards, even the godslayers who had lived for centuries and the disobedient gods who were themselves myths were stunned.

A pure white royal city just appeared on the ground.

The tens of meters of city walls are all made of pure white marble with blue embellishments.

Everything is so dreamy, so confusing, it is simply the ideal royal city for knights.

Camelot, the legendary kingdom of King Arthur, an impenetrable castle.It is also a symbol of the golden age of the Arthurian dynasty, and it is also the center of its political power and King Arthur's favorite home.Heroes all over the world yearn for this resplendent and magnificent castle, and they all yearn to join it and become a member of the Knights of the Round Table.

One of the most famous legends in European history.

Lancelot, who refused to obey, stared at all this in a daze. At this moment, his heart was already overwhelmed.

How did the legend of King Arthur appear? Of course he knew that it was originally an illusory existence, but why, why did the only illusory royal city appear here?

It's not power, that's for sure.

Lancelot didn't feel the breath of power when he refused.

However, it was obvious that he no longer had the time to think about it, because, behind Artoria, the main gate of the tall royal city had been slowly opened.

More than a dozen knights in various armors walked out slowly from the city gate.

All together, they came to Artoria's side.

"This is--!"

A trace of horror flashed under the face covered by the helmet, and a possibility flashed in his heart.

A somewhat uncanny possibility.

However, Arturia seemed to have seen what was in his mind, and interrupted him directly.

"There is no need to doubt, I am not the so-called disobedient King Arthur, I am me, the monarch of Camelot, Arthur Pendragon, the son of King Uther! And they are the knights of the round table whom I can give my life to. "

"How is this possible? If it's you, you can only come as a non-conformist in the world. You are just a false myth. Why do you appear in this state?!"

The shock in his heart made him a little incoherent, it's hard to imagine that even the Disobedient Army God has this kind of situation.