My Heroic Life

He talked playfully, looking at the tethered dragon in the sky.

"Twenty years have passed, but the scar is still faintly painful, but because of this, I learned the truth of that country, and you really helped me in collecting intelligence, Votigeng."

It seemed like a chat among friends, but the dragon was like a big enemy. He released more magic power to cover the sky, and cursed angrily:

"That damn gang of trash! Flopped..."

Yin Lan lowered his head, he didn't care about Votigeng who was struggling in the sky, but turned and walked to the blond girl who fell on the ground.

The golden eyes reflect Altria's appearance at this time, her blonde hair is scattered, her hair ends with burnt marks, her chest armor is sunken, sporadic blood stains her side face, mud and scratches are covered with armor. , She stretched out her white swan-like neck and fell asleep like a sleeping beauty, but still clenched the blade in her hand.

The long-haired young man felt distressed and unbearable for a moment. He frowned, his majestic golden pupil was brighter, and his depressed anger burned in it. Merlin's eyes narrowed slightly on the side, and the intense pressure made him dare not even straighten. Look at the pupils of the youth.

"Votigeng..."

With an angry whisper out of his mouth, he turned his head and looked up at the sky, looking like a dead reptile.

"It's rare to see you showing anger, Lan Qing."

Mei Lin sighed at the appearance of the young man around him, while Yin Lan's anger a little extinguished. He turned his head to look at this companion for many years and found that Mei Lin at this time seemed different from the past.

"Lan Qing, you really have changed a lot." Merlin sighed nonchalantly, ignoring the sinister atmosphere of the battlefield and the devil dragon that was gradually breaking the chain.

"In fact, when I first met you, I always felt that we were the same kind. After all, we all lacked human feelings."

"Gradually you have changed, our plan has also changed, and now, after all, you are still here."

Merlin looked at this man whose eyes couldn't see through, and asked how he felt about the end.

"Lan Qing, human feelings don't seem to bring you benefits, how do you feel? Regret?"

"No, I don't regret it." The long-haired young man stared at Merlin. The past and the past with the two girls appeared in his mind. He curled up his mouth and sighed, "If you feel it, maybe it's poison."

"Really, wonderful feeling, this is probably something I will never understand."

The magic dragon in the sky finally broke free, and the broken golden chains fell to the ground from the air. Yin Lan turned and walked towards the battlefield, but suddenly flashed in her mind the almost self-abusing ending of the flower magician after the death of King Arthur.

"No, you can understand, but you haven't noticed it yet."

He smiled and stepped towards the powerful enemy.

Chapter 110 Natural Enemies (2/4)

Votigeng hovered over Camelot. He watched the broken golden chain fall to the ground, and then the figure of the man turned and walked slowly from Arthur.

He was fully on guard, exhaling more magic power to wrap his body, and the sky above Camelot became pitch black. There was no other reason for such prevention, because Vottijung had already figured out the source of the Great Britain barrier.

It really is him!

He held his breath and stared at the man firmly. The situation of the battle thirty years ago is still vivid. For Fu Tigeng, Yin Lan may be the enemy he is least willing to face.

Natural enemies.

This was the definition of Humble King at the time.

Whether it is the monstrous magic flame or the magic power that swallows all, it seems to him like a child's play. He is like a king chosen by human law, and the mysterious can only tremble in front of him, without saying anything.

And for Votigung, who possesses almost endless magic power, what could be more threatening than this?

For this reason, Vortiggen rarely put aside his arrogance and reached an agreement with the emissary of the Gospel Council who came to Britain 20 years ago, asking them to take action to remove this hidden danger, but now, it turns out that they have failed.

Yin Lan stepped towards the battlefield, but the heroes who were already on the battlefield struggled to get up.

"who is it?"

"That's Lan Qing!"

"Huh? But like that...anyway, go help first."

The Knights of the Round Table stood up from the mud. They dragged their wounded bodies to support their teammates whose faces had changed, but they were blocked by Merlin.

"Okay, okay, I think it's better for you to take a break before fighting."

"Get out of the way, frivolous bastard, no matter how strong the guy is, he won't be able to kill Votigeng if he doesn't go together. His self-healing ability is too cheating."

Mordred dragged Wang Jian forward, scarlet blood flowing down her eye sockets, but Merlin still didn't mean to let go.

"You don't need to worry about this, because...British's mystery, as small as the surveillance technique, as large as the abilities of the humble king, have been interfered by his power."

He turned around and looked at the people and dragons who were facing each other as they did thirty years ago.

"Leave it to him. Just look at it. This is a confrontation between humanity and mystery. It will also be a battle to change the world."

"..."

The knights were speechless for a while, and the battle between Yin Lan and Fu Tigeng also officially started at this time.

——

Votigeng felt the magic power coming from the hole, and found that it had been reduced to one tenth of the previous value. He roared to the sky, knowing that he had to fight quickly.

The young man walking on the ground clenched his left hand that was covered with glass cracks. He felt the regular pulsation in the depths of his soul and estimated the time for him to fully open.

"Ten minutes...probably I can persist."

He whispered, and then raised his head to face the magic dragon's four eyes. In the next moment, the two parties with the same idea attacked at the same time.

"Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho!"

The magic dragon raised his head, followed by a frantic roar. His sturdy neck was raised, and between his sharp teeth was the vibration of the ocean. In the dark sky, countless black particles rushed from the dark clouds. In his mouth, the dim light flashed brightly in the sky.

That is the power of the humble king’s essence, the essence of devouring power. The pitch-black particle is shining with light and shadow. It breaks from the form of flame and reaches a deeper level. Even the heroic spirit with extremely high magical skills will be in this particle. Everything was swallowed in the impact, turned into particles and returned to dust.

"dead!"

The dragon uttered a roar of human beings, and the mouth of the dragon radiated the light of destruction directly at the figure on the ground. The black particles roared and charged, silent and silent.

On the ground, the golden light-emitting figure looked calm, and no matter how great the crisis was, he couldn't shake his state of mind at this time.

The infinite martial arts skills are activated, accompanied by the power that shines after the tremor.

"bow."

The youth whispered, and the magic power in his hand condensed in the next moment, and the golden longbow was held in his hand.

With his feet open, the bow facing the sky as he lifted his arms, he stretched out his hand, and there was dust light floating in the earth. The light particles revolved around the monarch and gathered, creating a golden arrow between his fingers.

It was the projection of the power of the Great Enchantment, and the short two-foot arrow contained the supreme power of human principles.