I, the Human Race, Hit You!

The lightning struck his body, and the knight's skin instantly became scorched black, and the residual electricity on the skin surface kept beating, sparking electric arcs.

A sense of paralysis followed, and a large amount of electric current poured into the body, trying to take away the knight's control over the body.

However, that is impossible.

Standing at the top of martial arts in an era, knights fully integrate heart, technique, and body, and can perfectly display their combat effectiveness no matter how unfavorable the situation is.

"The power of a bolt of lightning—is the power of a b-level Anti-Person Noble Phantasm about it?" 』

Lancelot silently calculated in his heart.

Very strong.

If Gao Wen was in the daytime, he would probably be able to resist this force, right?

If it was Galahad, as long as he raised his shield, it would not be difficult to completely resist the thunderstorm.

But Lancelot is not a defense-specialized servant.

"If you hit a vital point, the number of bolts you can withstand is the limit. Even if you hit a non-critical body, you can't bear too many times."

Fortunately, the more than ten command spells on his body provided sufficient magic power, which further reduced the damage of lightning.

"Before you lose your ability to fight, you have to step up to the opponent—"

Lancelot used the sword in his hand to protect his vitals, protecting his spiritual core.

For the rest, rely on physical resistance.

The body was scorched by lightning, exuding bursts of meaty smell, and no part of his body was intact, but Lancelot's eyes shone with excitement, as if they were shining.

Physical pain?What does that count?

Compared with the regrets that had tortured him for decades after the battle of Jianlan, it was nothing.

On the same land, facing the enemy who aimed at the king——

The king didn't know all this, and the king never forgave himself. He just fought in the name of protecting the king without authorization. This behavior is as despicable as a thief.

What does that matter?

But just this is enough for the Cavaliers.

Compared to the emotion in my heart, compared to the overflowing emotions in my chest, there is no pain in my whole body——

Who cares!

Rushing out of the thunderstorm, Lancelot came to Tamamomae, who was already within his attack range.

In the face of a conjurer manipulating natural forces, of course he must resort to close combat——

At that time, the knight who was going berserk and all his eyes were attracted by the king's holy spear, he didn't know.

He was the third person who had this idea.

Moreover, the first two failed.

Tamamo stretched out his index finger, pointed at the rushing knight, and said softly, "Water."

The dark yellow water gushes out from the fingertips extremely fast, and it has the potential to penetrate gold and crack stones.

The filthy water of the underworld, as long as the living are contaminated with a little bit, they will go to death, and the heroic spirits with entities are no exception.

If he slashed directly, Wuhui's Huguang could hit his opponent first, but he would definitely die--if it was really a swap, Lancelot would gladly accept this fact.

However, the throbbing in his heart, the foreboding that belonged to the top warrior warned him wildly.

Having suffered at the hands of the old man of the mountain, Tamamo had placed several protective forces beside him - Lancelot didn't know about this.

But in the blink of an eye, Lancelot drew his sword back to defend, blocking the water of the underworld with the blade of the sword.

As it came, the force of the impact of the water pushed him backwards, and his feet drew dozens of meters on the ground before stopping.

It's not over yet.

The knight was not hit, and the water of the underworld flowed to the ground, unable to pollute the indestructible lake, but it dyed the ground pitch black.

Lancelot narrowed his gaze, and before he could stand firmly on the spot, he suddenly jumped up.

The next moment, from the pitch-black land, countless pairs of decayed arms broke through the ground and stretched out to where Lancelot was originally standing.

What is contained in the water of the Yellow Spring belongs to the laws of the Yellow Spring, turning the world into a place of darkness.

This is a behavior that is not allowed by the restraining force, and it is a more overbearing interference than the inherent barrier, but.

Before the power of faith belonging to Amaterasu is exhausted, Miss Yuzao, the island in the far east, has the final say.

In an instant, countless dead people crawled out from the ground, crawling unsteadily towards Lancelot.

Yuzao frowned, a little dissatisfied.

Even if the Yellow Spring is discovered, the monsters in the Yellow Spring cannot be summoned, only the creatures sleeping on this land?

What's the use of that top?

Two consecutive attacks failed to produce any results, and Tamamomae, who was anxious in his heart, became a little impatient.

"Hide and hide, are you all rabbits?"

Yuzao raised her finger to the sky, and after a short while, a shadow slid across the sky.

A meteorite with a radius of [-] meters hit Lancelot who was charging.

The attack was too fast and there was no way to avoid it, Lancelot just had time to block the long sword in front of him.

——Boom.

The earth trembled.

Huge clouds of dust were stirred up.

This time Tamamomae didn't use up his strength to stop the dust.

no need.

Ordinary Heroic Spirits don't have the power to survive meteors.

Tamamo looked into the distance, feeling the traces of the heroic spirits under this brilliance.

The remaining five Heroic Spirits——four gathered together, and one was moving.

"It's time to rush to the next day, Xiaoyu, I'm in a hurry—"

Yuzao narrowed his eyes slightly, planning to leave.

"Where are you going? Nine-tailed fox?"

A voice came from the smoke.

not dead?

The falling meteorite has dissipated into nothingness—it is not an entity, but the power of theocracy.

But because of the use of the power of theocracy, its power is several times or dozens of times stronger than the actual falling of meteorites?

Tamamo looked over with a little doubt.

ps: I heard that Jiantie is coming back!I don't know what time it is tomorrow.

ps: How about the battle I wrote?It doesn't feel very hot-blooded.

Chapter 53 Anger

Mount Tai overwhelmed... no, meteorite overwhelmed.

Lancelot hastily raised his sword to block, but obviously, compared with a meteorite with a diameter of [-] meters, his personal strength is insignificant.

The body creaked and creaked—for just a moment.

If you can't stand still, you will be crushed immediately.

Even so, Lancelot's expression was very calm.

give up?

of course not.

Of course Lancelot couldn't hold on, but——

Indestructible Lake Light, a holy sword with the same origin as the holy sword of stars.

The holy sword of the star is the ultimate weapon made by the planet to destroy foreign enemies.

That being the case, it is also a holy sword from the planet like the sword of vowed victory, even if it does not have the same level of power.

How could the Indestructible Lake Light, created by the planet and endowed with the attribute of indestructibility, turn into a magic sword for such a boring reason as beheading his colleagues?

For the planet, human beings are enemies and pests that have to be eliminated. Will the holy sword forged by the planet become a magic sword because of beheading humans?joke!

After the Battle of Jianlan, there was not a day that Lancelot did not think about it.

Why did the king die?

Why did Britain perish?

Why did I have such an ending?

Thinking of the last - there is only one reason.

Lancelot, himself, is a knight.

Attracted by the brilliance of chivalry, bound by the title of the perfect knight, so unknowingly, that self-righteous idiot named Lancelot really thought that he could save the world like a knight. everything in front of you.

Without self-knowledge, that's the result.

Be it the country of Britain, the Knights of the Round Table, the queen, or even the king—all of them failed to save.

Should have made up my mind.

From the moment he wanted to become the guardian king's shield, he should have made up his mind.

It is not a knight who can protect the king.

But a shield.