My Heroic Life

The knights of the round table gathered around Gawain, Tristan plucked the strings lightly, and the invisible wind blade flew out in groups to collide with the magic bullets, and the scattered fish that slipped through the net were chopped off by Ager and Kai.

The covering attack didn't work, but Fu Tigeng didn't care. He looked at the Knights of the Round Table who were stubbornly persevering under the blow of the magic bullet, and hovered directly down.

The island-like dragon falls to the ground, and only the hurricane brought by its wings can blow people away. For his huge body, the wide King Camelot can only be a small garden. The huge size makes people feel nowhere. Start looking daunting.

If it is an ordinary soldier, it must have been scared, but now the enemy of the humble king is the heroic spirit, the top warriors of Britain. Not only did his King’s Landing not be convincing, it aroused the heroic spirits’ fighting will and gave them. opportunity.

In the white ruins, a vicious rain of arrows shot out abruptly. Above the sky, the magic guides lined up volleys, and the rushing mist gushed from the ground, wrapping the abdomen of the dragon.

Votigeng's muscles contracted abruptly under this attack, and then his body shook. The black magic shock wave spread from the huge body, the long-range attack was cancelled, and even Jack was forced out of the mist and jumped far away.

The first round of attacks is not good, but the power of the heroes is more than that.

At the same time that Vottigung exerted his strength, the seven flashing spots of light had dispersed, and then rushed towards the Under King from different directions. It was a joint attack by the Knights of the Round Table.

Chapter One Hundred and Eight: Meet the Old Enemies (8/8)

Mordred holding a red electric light in his hand, Lancelot, who was rippling and shining like a lake, regained his posture and glowing Gawain.

Bedwell's hand knife sprayed out golden light, Tristan was surrounded by endless wind blades, and Kai and Agruwen held long swords, and their magic power was also like a dragon.

At the same moment, the seven knights of the round table made a full blow to Liberation Treasure at the same time. The colorful brilliance converged at one point and illuminated the body of the magic dragon. After a moment of silence, it was a dazzling glare and an unparalleled explosion.

The entire King Camelot city shook, the dust was flying, the sand and stones rolled upside down, the ruins of the houses were blasted into the sky, scattered in the city, causing a roar, the seven knights retreated one after another, they panted to recover their strength, their eyes fixed on the explosion. center.

"How about? This is going down."

Mordred looked at the devastating force and muttered to himself. This superimposed blow of many heroic treasures almost blasted the entire city into the sky, and it was probably difficult for anyone to survive this attack.

Then, the smoke cleared, and the speechless Mordred's eyes widened in disbelief.

The Devil Dragon was unharmed. In other words, he was injured once, but he was almost healed in the short time the smoke dissipated.

"how is this possible!"

Mordred yelled out loud, but in exchange for the humble king's mockery.

"It's really stupid, ignorant, and weak."

He looked around at the heroic spirits around him, and said contemptuously:

"You don't understand the nature of your own strength, let alone the gap with me."

As he said, the mountain-like body stood upright, layers of rubble slid down from his back, and the huge dragon head stretched out to the clouds, looking down on the earth like a god.

Throughout the battlefield, countless monsters and humans saw the towering dragon. The humans flinched in fear, the military was shaken, and the monsters roared up to the sky and rushed to the front more hard.

"My name is Vottigung Pendragon, the holder of the mysterious power of the British royal family, the incarnation of the island, and the endless power of the world."

"And what about you?"

He scanned the ant-like heroes on the ground.

"What do you have? What are you fighting with me? Just rely on the shattered human being?"

He stared at the British heroes and said loudly: "Submit to me, I will let you make a living."

"..."

Camelone was silent for a while, then Mordred took the lead to respond.

"It's the inner world and the humanity. You guys are so nonsense. I don't think you are better than my father."

Mordred pointed at the magic dragon and said, "Let me surrender to you? You should wash your neck and wait for me to cut it!"

The Knights of the Round Table rarely agreed with Mordred's arrogance, and the heroes responded by showing off their weapons.

"Dragon, don't be delusional, I won't betray you."

"It's better to die than to betray. Maybe the sad ending corresponds to me."

"I will atone for my sins."

"Master Cavaliers aside, I hate tyrants."

"Protect books, protect civilization, and friends!"

"friend!"

"We are the recorder, but the monsters don't seem to understand."

"Well!"

Fu Tigeng looked down indifferently at the heroic spirits who responded to Lu Xu, and finally said with awe-inspiring killing intent: "Really, then go to death."

Its huge body fell down here, and the next moment it flew at the Knights of the Round Table like lightning.

There was a flower in front of Mordred's eyes, and the devil dragon's minions were coming in an instant. She lifted Clorent to protect her body, but she was still blown out like a cannonball.

Also injured were Kai and Age Shiwen. After Votigeng took a hit and put away his claws, his body swung his giant tail to sweep, and the nearby houses and towers were instantly destroyed.

Gawain and Lancelot, who had been fighting hard for a long time, were unable to dodge and be swept away under this wide-area attack. Bedwell and Tristan avoided the dragon's tail but were hit by countless gravel flying across.

The magic dragon opened his mouth and spit out dragon flames, and the magic book group of nursery rhymes was burned in large areas. He stepped on the ground, and the shock wave spit out blood in the mouths of Robin Hood and Jack in the dark.

"Hahaha."

Fu Tigeng laughed happily, the endless power flowing out of the hole gave him a sense of omnipotence. At this time, here, he believed that he could be comparable to the gods.

The power of the island in his body was running at full force, and Votigung called out a filthy wave. In the event of a flood in Camerone, the endless darkness engulfed all the fighting heroes.

Lancelot, Mordred, and even Gawain who was protected by the holy sword fell helplessly in the darkness, and the foul magic continuously swallowed their power and dragged them to death.

Fu Tigeng stood proudly in the middle of the battlefield. He didn't speak, but everyone knew that the victory was divided.

Britain, lost.

Merlin on the wreckage of the house looked at the fallen heroes with a heavy face. He understood that it was not only Camerone, but even in other battlefields, Britain was already at the end of the battle.

At the city gate, the Central Army's defensive power, without the bonus of Bedwell's skills, dropped drastically, and the old lower heroes shouted to kill the enemy, but one by one died on the battlefield.

On the frontal battlefield, the two-winged legions with heavy casualties were gradually unable to resist the attack. Gareth and the younger generation of Knights of the Round Table were all wounded. Duke Mordel was cut off with an arm, and the remaining guards were shrinking their defenses.

Hundreds of thousands of corpses have been laid down on the plain in one day. The corpses of humans and beasts have raised the entire plain. From the sky, the blood-colored river is spreading from the battlefield to all directions.

In front of screens from all over the world, the blonde saint could not bear to tears, the hero king looked heavy, and the conquer king shook his head and sighed. Advanced think tank systems and quantum computers came to the same conclusion.

——After today, there will be no more Britain.