The king led the Knights of the Round Table, and the Knights of the Round Table commanded the British army to forcefully push back the alien invasion.
The war lasted for a whole day, and after entering night, both sides stopped invariably, except for a small number of nocturnal monsters.
Anno was sitting in his tent. He and his grandson Galahad were resting in the same tent.
He lay on the simple floor wearing armor and let out a sigh of relief.
The feeling of weakness inevitably came from the body, the hands were sore, and the left hand seemed to have broken bones again.
But Annuo's heart was beating with passion unconsciously.
He suddenly remembered that when he was young, he seemed to have done exactly the same thing as he did now.
The battlefield is the destination of knights...
A night without words...
The next day, the battle with the alien species was still going on in an orderly manner.
The army pushed the battlefield back to the hill. Standing here, everyone could finally see clearly what was on the other side of the mountain.
"That's...father, and Lord Mordred?" Galahad exclaimed.
It was a space door that connected heaven and earth. Lancelot and Mordred, who were affected by Morgan Le Fay's magic [British Destruction Vortigern], were still shrouded in dark shadows, and one person was pulling on the space door.
On one side, continue to expand the space door.
Inside the space door, you can see the scene in the non-human realm, with countless monsters, goblins, and orcs walking out of it.
The portal of space is constantly being expanded and stabilized.
There is an unknown feeling in everyone's heart.
Finally, after temporarily restraining the aliens from going up the mountain, Mordred and Lancelot stopped expanding the space door.
Arthur stopped slashing and looked at the space door with a frown.
The dragon's roar came from the inhuman realm.
The space door is finally stable enough to allow dragons with huge size and magic power to pass through.
"Arrrrrrr————" Lancelot and Mordred roared inexplicably.
What is striking is that Lancelot's sword is also one of the holy swords "Indestructible Lake Light" from the hands of the Lake Fairy Vivian. It is no longer the holiness of the past, but from the hilt to the sword.
The whole body was polluted black and filled with the smell of filth and disgust.
After killing his companions from the Round Table, the Holy Sword lost its qualification as a Holy Sword due to the actions of its owner. It was infiltrated by demonic nature and turned into a Demonic Sword.
The two knights who had become Vortigern's body were like black wind, releasing demonic magic wantonly.
Annuo's eyes were cold, and his withered body was driven by magic power, and he rushed out of the knight's team.
"grandfather!"
Annuo ignored his grandson's worries and walked a little faster.
The speed of the three of them was like meteors, and they would come into contact in just a few seconds.
"Lancelot, Mordred, you two bastards -" Anno was so strong that he raised the protective chalk high and scolded them angrily.
"Sober up!!!"
Instead of using the blade, but using the fist that clenched the sword, Anno directly hit Lancelot on the head.
"Or——" Lancelot screamed and rolled over after being beaten.
Mordred saw the opportunity, stretched out his palms that had turned into sharp claws, and grabbed Annuo.
But Annuo was faster than Mordred. He grabbed Mordred's arm and directly lifted Mordred up.
Then he hit Lancelot hard, who had not yet gotten up.
"Aaaaaaaa——" Vortigern's body screamed.
Annuo straightened up and forcefully swallowed the blood that was about to be spat out into his stomach. He looked at the two crazy knights with anger and pity.