My Wife, King Arthur

Chapter 652: Codifying the Devil's Heart

Chapter 680: Collecting the Heart of the Devil

The phoenix landed less than a chicken.

The dragon that landed wasn't as good as a dog.

Akunolokia's head, tied to the anchor of countless big boats, was spraying dragons everywhere, but at least Dinesha was someone who could seriously hurt it, and as soon as she sprayed it, she chopped off her other wing.

On the third dragon breath, Akunolokia stopped moving, because Dinesha chopped off her toes, and if it continued, the remaining nine toes would be gone, and he still had eight fingers on his paws!

It is almost impossible for Akunolokia, who knows the businessman as Junjie and is trapped in a rigorous and realistic manner, to relieve himself of the real iron anchor by his physical strength without inertia.

Besides, what can it do without wings?

Suddenly there was a creepy sound from Akunolokia.

A little girl, naked, with her huge wings, chewed slowly to eat her wings, even though she was only 1 meter 4 tall and seemingly petite, she had a good mouth tooth, and the little girl who chewed slowly to eat her wings did not reveal a smile on it.

Akunolokia's hair is standing up, and dragons have no natural enemies.

Dragons have been at the top of the food chain since birth.

This is completely different from the top of human use of weapons.

Tigers are the top predators of the forest, lions are the top predators of the grasslands, eagles are the top predators of the plateau, and dragons are the top predators of the entire food chain, they have no natural enemies, no worries, human magic is just tickling them, they kill humans purely because there are so many creatures like humans, it's too much trouble.

It's like humans hate more mice than they do, more locusts than they do, and this hate is subconscious and inevitable, and any race of the "self-righteous" faces life and reproduces more than they do, but the weak and the weak always play with the high sense of weakness of the weak.

Cats sometimes catch mice purely for fun.

Dragons hunt humans purely because they reproduce too quickly.

And humans are the toys, dead, okay, humans can't do any harm to them. Even the strongest humans, Holy Ten is just a trick for adult dragons, not "defeated, beaten to death”.

When mankind gathered a lot of fighting power and began to fight back, a lot of weapons began to fight, and dragons began to crash to death, dragons finally began to face the potential for war of this race of mankind.

Instead, there is a real full-scale war.

Such wars are premised on the pure disappearance of one race, and violent clashes between the two.

And the result of this conflict was the collapse of the magical empire regime, and the disappearance of the dragon ended.

Akunolokia is a “beast” that separates itself from the human camp and joins the higher food chain.

But even this beast is more intelligent than most humans - otherwise he will not stand out among the many dragon wizards.

Its excellence is in many ways, but when it sees someone else turning a blind eye to the girl's behavior, or even hiding somewhat, it knows that the girl is an absolute alien, that she is by no means an ordinary person, nor a human being, or even a higher level predator, that she may have eaten on a weekday basis, and that's why humans turn a blind eye to her behavior, because it's simple -- eating dragons is better than eating people, and they don't want to be eaten by her.

Akunolokia is a little desperate. Do you want to be eaten by this little girl?!

Higher predators?

Others do not understand, and all they know is that the girl who occasionally shows her mouth to them is by no means attracted to their dry food.

They're dry food!

So in this vast fleet, some may bravely disobey Artoria's orders, but no one dares yell at this little girl.

This little girl is now showing them that they feel right along the way. If they really yell at this little girl, they'll probably be eaten halfway.

“Arrange the wounded, heal the companions, summon the enemies, and arrest all those with tattoos.” Kerall drinks: “The camp people don't have to worry about it. I know them. They belong to the neutral camp for the time being. ”

Neutral camps are similar to the Silver Empire when Camelo and Rome fought, and the Kingdom of Uruk when Rome and Macedonia fought.

We all have experience in this area, and naturally we know what a neutral camp is, and naturally we begin to divide and sort out the prisoners and the wounded.

It won't be long before there's a lot of noise.

The other two purgatory seven family members, or S-level magicians, even if the demon heart breaks, the magic has no source, their own mending is still there, facing this group of ordinary people and muscle men trying to grab themselves, it is a shame and humiliation, suddenly, the Macedonian warriors were beaten several times at once, and Keral was very angry.

The sword is now equivalent to a disciplined force and has been used as Keiral's hand and foot. Keiral is uncomfortable and naturally has a sword to deal with.

Despite the stunning performance of the Great Swords in the face of the Black Dragon, the Mages are holding the Great Sword with their own pride and pride.

Since disengaging from the organization, Keiral has given them endless care, contained in their mouths, and held them in their hands for fear of falling, as the princesses usually do.

Everyone in that estate was as warm and comfortable as they were in their own homes, surrounded by sisters, the older sister Dinesha was like a sister and a mother, while the older brother Kerall was like a father and had to let the girls cling to it and lean on it.

But when have they ever met this kind of grievance that people trample on with pride?

The conflict broke out very intensely, but Kerall had no intention of doing it. For the swordsmen, the magicians were literally weak scholars. It was not worth mentioning, the magic could not be hit, and the power was still too strong to talk.

And these magicians can't see the form at all. Now the scene is already a battlefield. If you die, die.

More people die on the battlefield than just “war deaths”, not massacres.

When all the dust settled, the fairy's tails started to get nervous.

These foreigners... are not from the Fiore kingdom!