"Bindu!!!" Lan Malok, who usually had a good relationship with Bindu, looked at the battlefield belonging to Bindu in disbelief and witnessed the moment Bindu was torn to pieces.
The hero's blood was flying in the sky, and the dragon looked provocatively at the other Knights of the Round Table with evil eyes.
"You - bastard!!!" Lan Malok roared angrily, waving his spear and attacking the dragon that had swallowed Bindu.
He and Bindu had known each other a long time ago and their relationship was like brothers.
Bindu was torn apart and eaten in the war with the dragon, and Ranmarok had only one idea.
Revenge for Bindu.
The spear responded to Lan Malok's emotions, stabbing like thunder.
...
Agguiwen is the one who is weakest in the face of the dragon. Among the round tables, his martial arts are the weakest. He only relies on his brainpower and fairness to barely get a seat on the round table.
And among the Knights of the Round Table, he was the least lovable, and many of the Round Table hated him.
Even so, he was still fighting against the dragon.
He, Gawain, Gahoris, and Gareth are brothers and sisters. Even though their temperaments, temperaments, and styles are different, and they seldom communicate with each other, the vision of the four of them is exactly the same.
Surround Arthur and protect Britain.
The dragon's palm was about to be slapped, and he smiled sadly.
I have killed five giant dragons, so it is not considered a loss.
The dragon's claw fell, and the Knight of the Round Table, Aguewen... left the table.
...
The wound on Tristan's chest cut by Mordred had long since burst, and the blood that flowed out dyed the silver armor the same color as his hair.
The strings of the harp were broken and thrown aside, and Tristan just used his rapier to fight the dragon.
The dragon wings attacked, and Tristan, who was out of strength, was slapped into the air.
He stared blankly at the sky, spitting blood from his mouth and not caring.
How sad... Did you lose so easily?
Well, it doesn't matter, I am a knight, King Arthur's knight.
I have proven my dignity... The king, Annuoqing, other colleagues at the round table...
Isolde...
Take care.
Tristan closed his eyes.
The dragon's bodies collided together, trapping Tristan in the middle.
Tristan, Knight of the Round Table, leaves the table.
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One of Kai's legs was broken, and he was hit by a dragon, but barely survived.
He couldn't help but look at Artoria.
The king is still fighting the dragon and still wielding the holy sword.
My eyelids became heavier and heavier, but tears flowed out unconsciously.
How I want to watch this war be won, how I want to see you continue to sit at the round table and hold meetings.
Wang, Leah...my sister, my incompetent brother, may have to say goodbye in advance...
Kai was speechless. He stretched out a hand towards Artoria across the battlefield.
The giant dragon behind him is approaching.
I'm really unwilling.
Kai, the Knight of the Round Table, King Arthur's brother, left the table.
Arturia took in everything on the battlefield.
The Knights of the Round Table came to an end in this war one after another, and Artoria had never felt so powerless as now.
However, she must not fall or collapse.
She is a king, King Arthur, not a little girl anymore.
She bit her lip, widened her eyes, and continued to move around among the dragons.
There are too many dragons. Although there are no dragons emerging from the other side of the space gate, there are still nearly two hundred dragons remaining on this hill, the dragons that wantonly destroyed the British army.