My Wife, King Arthur

Chapter 677 Dragon Slaughter

Three of the fairy's tails are magical.

The fairy's law, Keiral, was once seen in a battle between the fairy's tail and the ghost ruler, and one time later, a Holy Ten plus the Second Grand Duchy of the Kingdom of Fiore were extinguished.

The fairy's glow belongs to regular magic. Although it is monolithic magic, basically those who are hit will be extinguished by a blow of ash and smoke, and all traces of the world will be erased.

And the last one, the ball of fairies.

This magic is an extended form of realm-level magic that belongs to super powerful protective and realm magic.

This magic has many effects, such as pausing the passage of time, stopping time inside, and still running out of time outside. With this magic alone, it is the world's most well-deserved defensive magic, and there are many more functions that basically belong to the “absolute defense” class.

But Kerall knew about the magic in her conversation with Mavis, and the little girl was proud to reveal all of her details to Kerall.

Kerall was absolutely convinced that when he got out of this picture, this smart little girl wouldn't know what Kerall was up to.

Spirit Ball, activate!

If the ball of fairies can be made into an "absolute defense” outside.

Then the ball of fairies will create an "absolutely unbreakable cage” inside.

This cage is so sturdy and absolute, built with time, the properties of space, with magical images of the island, it's almost impossible to break through.

“You really killed me!!” Mavis suddenly appeared beside Kerall, complaining loudly.

Altoria was a little confused as if she felt something, and the giant lion next to her suddenly sneezed, but the two were still not fairy tail people, unable to see Mavis.

Kerall smiled softly and did not speak.

And Black Dragon Akunolokia has no sense of urgency to be locked in this supermagic.

In his centuries of gloomy years, he saw this magical weakness, and if it was out there, it could only make the island's magic disappear slowly through time and constant bombardment.

But now that it's on this island, all you have to do is destroy it, and the supermagic without magic will naturally disappear.

The Black Dragon Akunolokia landed at the end, looking around and gasping gently.

Due to his length and body, none of his wheezes were as windy as a wind, blowing the nearby smoke and grass gently.

Eventually, he glanced at everyone, glanced at Naz and others, and then set his eyes on Kerall.

He exhaled gently, and a strong corrosive breath sputtered out all of a sudden, which was just a gentle breath.

He opened his mouth and a low, powerful voice sprayed out of his mouth.

Evil and ghostly, the voice of the other party is so loud because of its huge body, but this loud voice can hardly make one feel the bright and magnificent breath.

Instead, a flourishing evil seemed to be brewing in each other's voices.

Everyone was a little shaken up by this cold voice.

Except for the unwanted warriors.

To be honest, magicians and warriors have a divisive relationship.

The Mage is not a warrior.

Although a magician possesses the power to easily annihilate one or more warriors, a magician is not a warrior.

They lack a vital thing.

The will to fight!

Burning, thriving and indelible, unbeatable will to fight.

The magicians are merely mortals of power.

There are just too few magicians like Arusha who are born with the will to fight.

Almost nothing.

Warriors, for their part, may not be able to beat magicians by grinding their battle will and combat experience to the extreme through constant exercise through hundreds of battles, but they are more powerful in their will and their flesh.

Keiral has always been the warrior of the Knights' Continent at the heart of the battle, not the magistrate of the Fiore kingdom this way.

The biggest factor is not more loyalty on the part of the magicians.

By Kerall's means, the loyalty of the buyer is absolutely immutable.

But Kerall didn't.

Kerall didn't even use the magicians as auxiliary soldiers. Kerall was just constantly appealing to the magicians, letting the wizards who wanted to serve into the Moon Tooth Knights, and the wizards who didn't want to serve were trying to appease, that is -- stay out of my business and you'll live.

And the real stronghold, the real fighters, are the fighters from the Cavalier continent.

Actually, that's understandable.

This is like the distinction between the Uzi people and the elite soldiers.

Even though the Uyghur people possess tremendous power, when they encounter more powerful enemies, they will scatter.

And true elite warriors will not retreat in any way in the face of enemies that cannot be defeated under any circumstances.

For example, now —— almost all magicians have a look of surprise and fear, because Akunolokia is a dragon.

And on the Magic Continent, dragons are an unbeatable synonym.

This is a desperate state of affairs. There are already magicians searching for a way out. Although they are all magicians of the devil's heart, the magicians of the fairy's tail are no better.

Tabassa and Urutia are on alert, but look at Kerall, far from them, with hope and hope.

Others are even more incapable of forming a war force, but everyone on the fairy's tail looks at Kerall.

Because Kerall is the strongest, most powerful, brightest, most intelligent and leading figure of all of them right now.

But this character, it seems, is getting weirder and weirder, making people confused.

What really calms me down is the group of people who look like ants and can beat dozens or even hundreds of ordinary people one at a time.

This group of ordinary people are wearing thin armor and helmets, huge shields like iron, and long spears and swords similar to those used a long time ago...

Short Sword Spear or something...

have been replaced by bows, crossbows, magic rifles and machetes.

Why is anyone still using it?

And this group of people came from strange backgrounds, this group of muscular bloated, muscular drum bags like the founding fathers, one or two, that's all.

Almost all of these guys are goosebumps, and everyone can see clearly visible blood vessels and muscle lines on the outside skin.

This masculine figure obviously makes these magicians envious.

But they're so weird.

Weird enough that they knew that the creeps were wrong, but they couldn't tell why they were wrong.

Now that the Guild ships in the Devil's Heart have been wiped out, most of the magicians in the Devil's Heart have lost their magic, and they have begun to try to escape.

But now, a bunch of muscle men are blocking their way.

Roman Round Array in the north-west direction, Macedonian Square Array in the north-east direction, Uruk Recessed Shield Array in the south-west direction.

And the Camelot knights are ready in the gap, the middle infantry formation, and the cross shocks of the knights on both sides have always been a treasure of war.

Faced with all this, it's impossible for a demon's heart to run out.

They tried to hit the shield wall, but they were either stabbed or cut to the ground by one sword after another.

It talked.

“You, kill a dragon?” In a positive tone, but with questionable words, it represents the proud and arrogant character of Akunolokiana.

Talking to a human has been a failure for him.

Although Altoria and Kerall have a red dragon Igounir, Artoria, a samurai, has not been seen by Akunolokia.

In its view, Altoria is just a lucky woman with dragon blood.

The real dragonslayer is the one in front of him.

A Dragon Slaughter of Holy Ten...

Dragon slaughter...

This magnificent thing hasn't happened since he appeared...

Because it has killed the dragon!!

“It's a red dragon...” It sighed softly, and the black corrosive gas corroded a large tract of black land on the land.

“This familiar feeling is only the Red Dragon King Igounir...” He looked at Keiral with memories in his eyes.

The Red Dragon King, the most destructive guy in the Dragon Nation, was the best dragon to stall him before the Dragon Nation retreated.

Even he can't escape the invasion of time, the corrosion of the years...

Even it's dead?

The world is so lonely.

“That's right, a dragon, Red Dragon.” Keiral gently held Altoria's shoulder, lifted her arm, and the golden sword in her hand was raised high, "he chopped off his head by a sword. ”

“Today, it will chop your head off!” Kerall looked firmly and resolutely at it.

A war order was issued.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

In his view, this group of humans is not powerful, but its will to fight is unprecedented.

Unlike those human magicians who collapsed 300 years ago.

There is no will to fight for your life, knowing that you possess powerful power, but this group of humans is different… this group of humans is full of fanaticism and love for fighting.

They do love life, so spend precious lives in the most glorious battles!