Humans Are in Britain, the Noble Phantasm God's Key

First, Camelot sent a 300-member knight order to kill the 8000-member Ghanaian army to the brim, and beat her in the face very loudly.

Then, when she realized the threat of this knight order, she sent Chimeras and Death Apostles to encircle it. When she was about to succeed, a blond girl appeared, and a round of light cannon swept nearly a quarter of the Chimeras. The empty space gave the Knights a chance to counterattack.

Now even Nuada is attacking in person, but a black-haired man in pale silver armor unexpectedly appeared over there, fighting him on par.

Every time when she thinks she has the chance to win, there will always be some unexpected changes.

This is not for what! ?

Eltruchi was shaking with anger, tears were rolling in her stomach, whether this world can be better, it is full of persecution against her, when will she stand up......

"I don't believe it anymore!" Silver teeth clenched, scarlet eyes spit out anger, "Rizowor, go and stop that blond girl, I will personally destroy that knight order! I want to see, What cards do these guys have!"

"Your Highness..."

"obey orders!"

A soft sigh came from the void: "Yes."

......

......

On the battlefield, the balance of victory is gradually tilting towards the Knights.

Altria's Noble Phantasm directly reduced the number of Chimeras by nearly [-]%, and then the confrontation between Yanann and Nuada caused a gap in the dark clouds in the sky, and the sunlight penetrated in and shone on the earth. Great restrictions have been placed on the actions of the Dead Apostles.

——Sunshine is undoubtedly a big killer for the Dead Apostles, a slight touch will end in ashes.

Under the dual factors, the attack power of the Dead Apostles and Chimera was greatly reduced, and the pressure faced by the Knights dropped sharply.

Coupled with the power of the black abyss and white flowers in their bodies, their injuries are quickly recovering. Under the ebb and flow, they are gradually occupying the dominance of this war.

Realizing this, the morale of the Knights skyrocketed again, launching a more violent counterattack against the enemy.

However, this time-

laugh--

A large pitch-black sword split out from the void, and struck straight at Artoria's back.

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I'm very sorry, I've been busy these days, so I can only maintain the basic two updates for the time being, and resume normal updates during the National Day

Chapter 90 Chapter 36

The pitch-black magic sword protruded from the void like a ghost, slashed through the air without a sound, and stabbed towards Artoria's back.

"careful!"

Lan Malok, who happened to see this scene, roared out, but at the moment he was surrounded by three chimeras, and there was no way to escape.

call out--

A black arc flashed across the air, and the magic sword pierced into Artoria's body.

"Do not--!!"

Ranmallock's eyes were about to split.

"Ok?"

Suddenly, a suspicious voice came from the void.

It was obvious that the magic sword had pierced into the target's body, but not a single drop of blood flowed from the target's body, and the tactile sensation from the hand was obviously not the feeling that should be felt when touching a real object.

Is it an illusion?

Before the owner of the magic sword had time to think, a holy sword flowing with golden light suddenly slashed from the side.

He was forced to withdraw the magic sword to defend, the two swords collided with each other, and a huge force came from the sword, shaking him out of the void.

It was a tall man in a black long coat, his face was abnormally pale, and he had an inexplicable evil temperament on his body.

Artoria turned around, and golden fragments surrounded her, exuding an ethereal and lofty charm, as if she had left this time and space and was in another world.

This is the single-soldier treasure that has reached the realm beyond the rules-[Distant Utopia]. Absolute defense, even the anti-world treasures that once opened up the world cannot touch it.

"Obviously possessing sufficient strength, but choosing to attack from behind is a despicable act that tarnishes the honor of a knight. Blasphemer, report your name." Artoria held the sword of vowed victory, her delicate face was serious .

"The glory of the knight has long been abandoned by me. Now I am nothing more than a monster who can't see the light." The man in black said flatly, raising the magic sword in his hand, "Rizowor Stuart, a knight who abandoned the light and embraced the dark. If you think something like a name has meaning, try to remember it."

"Is that Rizowal Stulut? According to the rules of the knight, since you have given your real name, I have to respond." Artoria stood with her sword, "I am following behind the king. Your trainee knight, Arturia."

Rui Zowor frowned slightly: "Don't you have a last name?"

"Yes, but the current me is not worthy of being named with that glorious surname." Artoria shook her head slightly.

"It doesn't matter whether it's glory or surname, after all, it doesn't matter." Rezovor said lightly, his figure flashed slightly, and rushed towards Artoria like a black lightning, "Only the powerful , to create infinite eternity!"

The strong wind gathered, Artoria's blue eyes were clear, her toes pointing, and her petite figure rushed out like a dragon, facing Rizowor head-on!

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......

Noticing that Rezovor was already wrestling with the blond girl, the corners of Erte Lucy's mouth curled up into a graceful arc.

"Now, it's completely safe."

She turned her head, her scarlet eyes looked at the Knights who were fighting the Dead Apostles and Chimera, her right hand was stretched forward, her five fingers were slightly bent, as if she was grabbing something.

"Dedicate all your blood to me!"

Lan Maloch brandished the spear in his hand, and beheaded all three Chimeras around him. Just as he was about to find other enemies——

"Um--"

He suddenly let out a muffled groan, clutching his heart tightly, and a little bit of pain appeared on his face, which was not moved even in the face of Chimera's sharp claws.

dong dong——

dong dong——

He heard the sound of his heart beating very clearly, the frequency was several times faster than before, like a violent wild horse, as if it was about to explode in the next moment.

He was not the only one who had the strange behavior, and other knights around him also had the same situation. Fortunately, his nearby companions discovered it in time and rescued him from the claws of the Chimera and the Dead Apostles.

"It's....magic!"

Lan Maloch clenched his teeth and was sweating profusely. With his rich experience, he figured out the reason for the abnormality in an instant.

[If you want to break the enemy's magic, you must use a more powerful magician, otherwise, you can only find a way to kill the magician! 】

Falcon-like eyes looked around, but no matter how hard he searched, Lan Maloch could not find the magician hiding in the dark.

Puff -! !

The blood vessels on his arm burst suddenly, and a large amount of blood spattered out, which was hideous and frightening.

[No, if you continue like this, you will really die! 】

Lan Maloch clenched his teeth tightly, resisting the heart-piercing pain, leaned on the spear, and stood up bit by bit.

"Oh? Do you still have the strength to stand up under such circumstances?" Eltruchi's eyes showed a look of interest, "It's such a tenacious will, it seems that it is not to be underestimated." As for the character, if you are transformed into a Dead Apostle, I am afraid that you will have a power not inferior to that of the True Ancestor."

She shook her head slightly: "But it's a pity, who made you just a fragile human being."

She pointed her hand at Lamallock, a cruel smile appeared in her scarlet eyes, and her slightly bent fingers suddenly closed together!

"Goodbye!"

"......"

"......"

Eltrucci looked at the still intact Lanmaloch with a dull look in her eyes.

She had clearly exerted her power on the other party, and with her control over the blood, that guy should have exploded completely like a firework by now!

Why nothing happened?

She shook hands a few more times as if in disbelief, but Lan Maloch was still standing there alive and unaffected.

what is the problem! ?

"You should have had enough of your little tricks."

A cold and noble voice like a mountain snow lotus suddenly came from behind, and Erte Luqi was instantly aroused with goosebumps all over her body!

She is a container created by the Moon King, a hybrid of True Ancestor and Dead Apostle, and she is extraordinarily sensitive to the breath of all life.

But now, someone was able to bypass her perception and touch behind her unknowingly!

Alteluchi instantly turned into scarlet smoke and dissipated on the spot, reconverging to form tens of meters away.

Her eyes revealed extremely strong alertness, and she looked forward.

At the place where she was originally standing, a tall figure was standing there. The black and purple long skirt outlined her plump body, her light golden hair hung all the way to her waist, and her fairy-like delicate face revealed an indescribable dignity. , like a queen, deep in her eyes, filled with contempt and disdain for everything in the world.

"Who are you!?" Eltruchi asked.

"Although I don't really want the mice hiding in the dark to know my name, but it seems that you are a little different from them." The corners of the mouth were slightly raised, a beautiful smile was outlined, and the beautiful, white and slender neck was slightly raised. Like a proud black swan: "In this case, let me give you this special honor.

"Remember, the one standing in front of you now is the eldest princess of Camelot, the ruler of the Onik Kingdom, and the successor of Britain's [Island Power]—

"Morgan Le Fay Pendragon!"

Chapter 91 Chapter 37 King vs. King

"Um?",

Lan Maloch was stunned for a moment, and realized that his heartbeat gradually returned to normal.

This means that the magical power exerted on him has disappeared.

The rest of the knights also stood up, looking at each other, completely unaware of what happened.

Lan Malok frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Don't think so much, the most important thing is to deal with the enemy in front of you."