My Heroic Life

"how come......"

In the unbelievable gazes of the two of them, a steady stream of magic power poured into Votigeng's black egg from below the earth, and the black magic power surged like mud, swallowing the glory of the holy sword.

"Hahahaha, understand, this is the mysterious power, and this is my new body!"

In the frantic laughter of Votigeng, the magic eggs in the sky began to hatch, and the explosively exploded magic eggs erupted into endless darkness and eroded the sky. Amidst the black clouds rolling, the magic dragon appeared.

It is a giant that surpasses all fantasy species. The house-sized claws are firmly grasped on the wall, and the sharp claws pinch the chalk city out of the rift. It spreads its wings, and its wide wings are like a white sky, with the dark magic The power that swallowed everything swept out, and he was like the god of the last days, the only one in everyone's vision.

The rushing beasts trembled and lowered their heads. Under this magnificent momentum, the human army burst out of fear, and the distant dragon chants sounded. It was the dragons who paid homage to the king.

The sludge-like black magic power overflowed from the inner city like a turbid flow. In the pitch-black waterfall, Merlin and Lancelot, who was still recovering, could only stagger backward.

The darkness that can swallow magic power is too unfavorable for them, only the holy sword can protect the masters and still have the power to fight in this environment.

"Gao Wenqing, cover me."

"Yes."

Altria's commands were simple and direct, and Gawain's response was even more straightforward. Both knew that this battle could not be delayed.

Amid the roar of the magic dragon, Altria rushed forward, her magic power concentrated on the steel boots under her feet. She stepped on the holy white wall of the inner city and dragged her sword away. Gawain followed closely, and the two aimed straight. Fu Tigeng's huge dragon head.

The dark turbid stream containing the power of swallowing rushed like a river, and the holy sword in Altria's hand emitted a dazzling light. The black sludge was transformed into particles and dissipated in this light. From a distance, two golden glows were right. Go upstream.

"I can't help myself!"

Fu Tigeng did not choose to fly into the sky. He had the advantage, he no longer wanted to play with any tactics. Facing these two ant-like enemies, he chose to crush with force.

"Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho!"

The house-sized dragon claws waved in the roaring sound, and the huge shadow covered the two points of light upstream. The dragon claws fell, and the inner city trembled and vibrated. In the splash of gravel, the two people separated from the left and the right. Continue to climb on the side.

There is one person in each direction, who should you attack?Fu Tigeng had no hesitation on this question, his dragon claws stood up and swept directly in the direction of Altria.

The giant claws moved on the wall, and the strong force directly swept the holy white city wall by one layer. Altria did not dodge in the face of this wide range of attacks. The invisible magic power erupted all over her body, and she was wrapped in blue. The magical fire of color rushed to the black wall.

The golden tip of the sword was filled with magic power, and the light was more radiant. Altria swung the sword at the black dragon claw, and the iron-shaved holy sword penetrated the dragon scale without any barriers, and the filthy magic in the light was formed His flesh and blood melted, and in the scream of the dragon, Altria pierced the dragon's claws and rushed out from the other side.

"Oh oh oh!"

Votigeng was furious in the tingling pain. He ignored Gawain who had rushed to the wall. Two giant claws slapped the wall. For a while, the city shook and the white gravel rolled down, Altria Had to leave the wall, jumping forward on the falling gravel.

However, this was right in the arms of Votigeng. At the end of the falling rubble, there was a huge dragon mouth like a cave. The hot dragon's breath churned between sharp teeth. The attack far beyond the limit of modern magic is making final adjustments. , And Altria was unstoppable.

"Wang!"

The crowd who saw this scene in the distance screamed, and Lancelot who was not far away couldn't restrain the exclaim, and at this critical moment, the nearest knight came forward.

"Excalibur Gallatin!"

The sacred sword of the sun once again shines like a sun wheel, and the great sword of light that radiates and extends straight to the side of the devil dragon. Vottigung’s arrogance and ignorance gave Gawain a chance. The devil dragon’s impact on this treasure The black mist churned around next time, and it fell from the inner city with a roar.

The huge body smashed into a city on the side, and the whole area was turned into ruins under this impact.

The unexpectedly powerful attack burned the sense of the dragon, and the fall from the height made Vottigung furious. It rose from the ruins and let out a roar of fright and anger.

"Roar---!"

In this earth-shattering roar, the power of the British island was injected into his body from the veins of the earth, and the wound he was hit by the holy sword quickly healed, Vortigung's body swelled, and the jet black magic spurted like a turbid flow of ink. In an instant, they rushed along the streets of Camelot to the two holy swordsmen who landed from a height.

The turbid current flowed by his legs. Just after liberating the treasure, Gawain, who was weak in magic power, felt weak for a moment. The power of Vottigung was swallowing his magic power. He jumped to a house and knelt on one knee. Shang was breathing hard, and in the front, Altria was running forward on the house, quickly approaching the dragon.

The magic dragon continued to roar. He seemed to be dissatisfied with the black rushing that could only be called a river. The pitch black magic power overflowed quickly, and in his mouth, a new dragon's breath was brewing.

He opened his mouth and pointed the magic flame that could melt all things at Altria, who was jumping forward, as if he wanted to decide the outcome with just this simple attack.

Impossible to hit.

This is the common view of the heroes present.

And this is also the moment when they fell into Votigeng's trick.

At the moment when this seemingly unconscionable attack was about to explode, the magical power of Votigeng's body suddenly shook, and it had spread throughout the entire area. The black rivers flowing on the ground suddenly seemed to have consciousness, and they turned towards Altria. The sides contracted and surged, turning into huge waves like a tsunami.

The big black waves that would swallow magic power when touched, pounced from both sides, and right in front was the dragon's long-prepared breath, and Altria's location became a Jedi in just a few seconds.

Only then did the heroic spirits understand that those dark magical rushes were not uncontrollable, but Vottigung's weapon to paralyze them, and he pretended to be unable to manipulate them to induce the heroic spirits to make irreparable mistakes.

The outcome is determined!

Chapter 101 The Glory of the Holy Spear (1/8)

Vudigen had no doubt that victory was in his grasp.

Whether it is the dragon's breath that melts all things, or the black wave that swallows magic power on both sides, it is not Altria's ability to bear. Even if she has carried one of them, her vitality will be severely injured by Fu Tigeng. Seize the opportunity to solve.

Of course, what he wanted to see more was the appearance of Arthur Pendragon turning and fleeing under this desperate situation, so he deliberately did not roll up the black wave behind the Knight King, and under the jet of dragon’s breath, There is only a dead end to escape.

The magic dragon bends the corners of his mouth, and spit out the ruined dragon's breath forward with joy. In the black flames, he was looking forward to looking at the thin figure.

Where will you escape?

Then, under the gaze of Vottigung, Altria made a choice.

——

The dragon's breath of destruction is about to come, and the turbid currents that swallow magic power are on both sides of him. Altria understands that he has fallen into the trap of Votigung.

Turning around and fleeing is absolutely impossible. Turning your back to the enemy is equivalent to seeking your own death. Using the Wind King enchantment to flee upward is also difficult to work. The breath of the magic dragon will shoot her down.

So isn't there only one remaining road?

charge!

The holy sword in Altria’s hand burned again, and the depression on the way to King Camelot really saved her strength. The abundant magic power spread all over the body with the agitation of the heart, and she dragged the light towards the huge The dragon head launched a charge.

The dragon's eyes widened in surprise, the endless flames pouring down from his mouth, and at the same time, the light in Altria's hand radiated out.

The black flame collided with the blazing light, and Camelot’s streets were instantly blasted into the sky, and the masonry and broken tiles were turned in the air by the air wave.

The black dragon's breath was like a river, and the light in the center was a reef. Altria's holy sword trembled, and during the fierce conflict, she stubbornly resisted the erosion of the black flame.

The turbid currents on both sides were reversed by the air waves caused by the impact. Centered on the black and white conflict point, the storm sweeping over half of Camelot continued, and the old buildings in the royal city swayed from side to side in the impact. Shaky.

The wave of magic power seemed to be in a deadlock, and the strength of the two sides was evenly matched. However, as time went on, one side finally began to show its advantage.

Votigung.