In Order to Become a Heroic Spirit, I Had to Do Things in History

It was the exact same face as Arthur, only much younger.

Has it been so long...?

Anno stopped and glanced at the two knights, the two children.

Then he shook his head and staggered away.

Lancelot and Mordred also noticed the current situation, and the remorse continued to ferment in the hearts of the two who realized what they had done for Britain.

Lancelot's veins bulged, and he got up, ignoring the same face as Arturia, and pulled Mordred up.

"Mo Qing, what are we doing now, you should have a good idea." Lancelot's eyes were red and terrifying, and his teeth clenched.

Mordred was almost filled with remorse and anger. His mother, the woman of Morgan Feller, had such a crazy and vicious plan.

She had a bad temper, so she jumped up and tightly held the sword given by her father in her hand.

"...For Britain, to wash away my shame!" The two angry men said in unison.

……

Anno was close to running out of fuel, and he just relied on instinct to walk to Arthur's side.

The dragon's gaze converged on the two of them, and the magic power on the two men made them feel threatened.

More than a dozen dragons besieged Arthur, and Arthur resisted extremely hard.

The magic power gathered in the dragon's mouth, and the giant dragons spewed out fiery flames in an attempt to engulf Arthur.

Arthur couldn't dodge.

"King!" Gao Wen, who had been keeping an eye on the battlefield, called out.

"Chalky... guardian." An old and plain voice sounded.

The white barrier surrounds Arthur, blocking the flames out, unable to enter an inch.

"This is..." Arthur looked at the white screen with surprise and joy.

The flame disappeared, and it was a tall but stooped figure who resisted the flame with a light screen for Arthur.

"Uncle Anno..." Arthur murmured as he looked at Anno who was so embarrassed.

Anno was almost speechless, but still mechanically swung his sword against the dragon.

Arthur was silent, her magic power was almost exhausted, and the war was about to be destroyed one-sidedly.

She bowed to Anno, and continued to fight.

As for Anno, he may have lost consciousness at this time. Only the heart that protects mankind and Britain is still beating, still providing power for the body.

……

The number of giant dragons is too large to handle, and the knights of the round table fighting with high intensity are unable to resist aliens after all.

Bindu's legs have been necrotic due to overuse of magic power.

However, he still kept running and stabbing.

... can't see clearly anymore?

The dragon's sharp teeth were already close at hand, Bindu felt the warm breath, looked at the blurry picture, and smiled abruptly.

I have, and will not lose anything.

...It's really embarrassing, is it the one who left first?

The legs were unable to run, and the dragon's mouth finally bit the real thing.

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=== Chapter [-] The Knights of the Round Table Leave ===

"Bindu!!!" Lan Malok, who had a good relationship with Bindu on weekdays, looked at the battlefield belonging to Bindu in disbelief, and witnessed the moment when Bindu was torn apart.

The blood of the hero floated in the sky, and the dragon looked at the other Knights of the Round Table provocatively with evil eyes.

"You bastard!!!" Lan Malok roared angrily, brandishing his spear, and attacking the giant dragon that devoured Bindu.

He and Bindu had known each other a long time ago and felt like brothers.

Bindu was torn apart and divided in the war with the dragon, and Ranmalok had only one thought.

Revenge for Bindu.

The spear responded to Lan Malok's emotions and stabbed like a thunderbolt.

Age Gaiwen is the one who is the weakest in the face of the giant dragon. In the round table, his martial arts are the most sparse. Only relying on brain power and fairness, he barely won the round table seat.

And among the knights of the round table, he is the least likable, and many round tables hate him.

Even so, he was still fighting the dragon.

He and Gawain, Gahoris, and Gareth are brothers and sisters. Even though they have different temperaments, temperaments, and styles, they rarely communicate with each other, but the visions of the four are exactly the same.

Surrounded by Arthur, to protect Britain.

The dragon's palm was about to be taken, and he smiled sadly.

I have killed five dragons, already, not a loss.

The dragon's claws fell, and the Knight of the Round Table, Aggiven, left.

Mordred's cut on Tristan's chest had long since burst open, and the blood gushing out dyed the silver armor the same color as his hair.

The strings of the harp were broken and thrown aside, and Tristan just fought the dragon with his rapier.

Dragon Wing struck, and Tristan, who had lost his strength, was fanned into the air.

He stared blankly at the sky, spitting out blood and didn't care.

It's really sad, did you lose so easily?

Well, it doesn't matter, I am a knight, a knight of King Arthur.

I have proved my dignity, King Annuo, and other colleagues of the round table.

Isolde

Take care.

Tristan closed his eyes.

The dragon's bodies slammed together, trapping Tristan in the middle.

Tristan, Knight of the Round Table, leave the table.

One of Kai's legs was broken, and he narrowly survived being hit by a dragon.

He looked at Artoria involuntarily.

The king is still fighting the dragon, still wielding the holy sword.

The eyelids became heavier and heavier, but the tears flowed unconsciously.

How much I want to see this war win, how much I want to see you continue to sit at the round table and start the meeting.

Wang, Leah, my sister, my incompetent brother, may want to say goodbye in advance

Kai was speechless, he stretched out a hand to Arturia across the battlefield.

The dragon behind him is approaching.

I'm really unhappy.

Kay, the Knight of the Round Table, the elder brother of King Arthur, left the table.

Arturia saw everything on the battlefield.

The Knights of the Round Table are coming to an end one after another in this war, and Arturia has never felt so powerless.

However, she must not fall, she must not collapse.

She's a king, King Arthur, not a little girl anymore.

She bit her lip, widened her eyes, and continued to toss among the dragons.

There are too many dragons. Although there are no dragons on the other side of the space gate, there are still nearly two hundred dragons remaining on this hill, those who wantonly destroyed the British army.

=== Chapter [-] Mordred... leaves ===

The tragic war is like a meat grinder, whether it is an ordinary soldier, an inhuman alien, or a powerful Knight of the Round Table and a dragon.

The dragons kept falling from the sky, but the knights of the round table also made great sacrifices.

The Knight of the Round Table, Lan Malloch, leaves the table.Right before his death, he was still wielding a thunderous spear.

Percival, Gahoris, leave.They also gave their lives resolutely after the battle was exhausted.

Arthur is nearing the limit.

Either emotionally or physically.

Her wrists were shaking.

Under the blow of a giant dragon, Arthur was knocked out.

The holy sword fell to one side, Arturia coughed up two mouthfuls of blood, and forced herself to sit up.

But he saw sharp dragon claws attacking him.

She wanted to find her holy sword, but found that it was far away from her.

She couldn't help but fall into despair.

My Britannia...bye bye...

She thought silently and closed her eyes.

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