I Will Eventually Embark on a Road of No Return Called a Hero

The skeleton swordsman in front of him was just swinging his sword. Every sword was extremely heavy. From holding the sword to death, for the first time, he felt that he could not hold the sword. He will be picked up and his head will be chopped off.

How many times did you swing the sword?

"Why have I never heard of such a powerful swordsman as you!" Lancelot couldn't help shouting, "Who the hell are you?"

"I am an assassin lurking in the darkness, my name? Do you know the name of death?" King Hassan swung his sword out, "But now I am just one of Hassan, you can call me King Hassan."

"Bang-"

Lancelot coughed up a mouthful of blood and flew upside down like a cannonball.

"Knight in the lake, go back and tell your king, what the hell are you saving who gave up your heart? You can't save anything!" Wang Hassan nailed the great sword to the ground and folded his hands at the hilt, as if to announce exclaimed, "We will cut off this pathetic ideal."

Lancelot raised his head with difficulty.

Finally appeared, shelter Hassan, king of the people of shelter mountain.

The knights he brought were blown up early in the morning. Although most of the villagers here were incompetent villagers, there were quite a few terrifying individual combatants. The one with the strongest blessing was hanged from the very beginning. Fight, don't tell the other knights, they are not the opponents of the servant at all.

"Lord Lancelot, hurry up and escape!" the knight who was pinned to the ground by the cursed wrist shouted, "You can't die here!"

"Do you want me to abandon you?" Lancelot fell out of the rock wall, even if the armor was cut off, his body would not fall, even if the blade was broken, he would not let go of the hilt, " No kidding! I definitely wouldn't—"

"Lord Lancelot! Don't forget those who need you! You can't die here!"

Lancelot gritted his teeth and took a step towards Wang Hassan.

"Lancelot Lancelot!!!"

Can't die here!

"I will definitely come back to save you!"

Lancelot, whose eyes were bloodshot, slammed into the rock wall with a punch, and rushed out under the watchful eyes of Wang Hassan and Sidika.

"Great," the knight sighed in relief, "kill me."

"We didn't say we were going to kill you," Cursed Wrist pulled out the rope, "We're not the same as you guys who kill innocent people."

The knight lowered his head silently.

"Is it really good to let Lancelot go?" Cursing Arm looked at Wang Hassan, "If the Lion King attacks, we—"

"It's okay," Wang Hassan said calmly, "when you have chosen your own path forward, you don't need to hide anymore."

After speaking, Wang Hassan turned his head to look at Sidika.

"Okay, okay, if the Lion King really uses that gun to attack here, I will be responsible for the defense," Hidicah raised his hand helplessly.

"That guy Lancelot ran really fast," Mordred shattered angrily, "but he won't come back, it will only be the attack of the Lion King, and you will end up dead and scum. There's nothing left."

After speaking, Mordred kicked the bound knight's leg.

The knight just lowered his head and said nothing.

"Cut, it's really boring," Mordred raised his hands and hugged the back of his head when he saw the knight ignoring her, "I really hope this guy Lancelot is tougher."

"Bang bang bang-"

Following a series of explosions, Lancelot, panting with his sword, returned to the East Village.

"I, I will never leave my subordinates behind!!!"

"Hey~ I'm a little surprised, although I still hate you, but it's enough man," Mordred's eyes lit up and tapped his shoulder with his great sword, "Let me see the power of the strongest Knights of the Round Table!"

"Wait a minute, what's wrong," Sidica raised her hand and put it on Mordred's shoulder.

"Never mind, what tricks can he come up with," Mordred patted Sidica's hand away.

Then he was picked up by Hidicah by the skull.

"Knight of the lake, you are more stupid than I thought," Wang Hasan held the hilt of the great sword, "then hand over your head."

Lancelot clenched the sword in his hand, his face full of bitterness.

It's not that he doesn't want to go.

"Boom boom-"

Just when Wang Hassan was about to take away Lancelot's head with a sword, the earth began to shake, what a huge thing, no!A group of giant creatures are approaching this East Village.

"That's true," Sidica released Mordred.

Mordred did not take the opportunity to bite Sidica back, but stared blankly at the thick smoke billowing behind Lancelot, and the huge black shadow overlapping in the thick smoke.

Lancelot swallowed.

That's why he came back.

"Yo~ I brought my helper back!" Tatsuka Fujimaru, who was standing on the head of the largest sphinx, waved his hand vigorously.

"Senior is too dangerous," Mash hugged Fujimaru Rika's waist for fear that Fujimaru Rika's feet would slip and roll off the top of the Sphinx's head.

"Isn't this with Mash," Fujimaru Rika reached out and touched Mash's head, "It is because of you that I dare to take risks."

"Predecessor, senior!" Mash hugged Fujimaru Tachika's waist with a moved face, "I will never let go, I will definitely protect senior!"

"Ah~ Da Vinci's pro sports car is just eliminated, crying, crying," Da Vinci wiped away the tears that didn't exist.