As soon as the sword was slashed out, the sky was almost completely dark for a moment, and what happened suddenly made people think it was an illusion.
However, there was already a wound on the white dragon's neck that was so huge that it almost cut off its huge head.
The trachea was severed, making King Bei unable to even scream in pain, and he struggled and fell to the ground.
Boom——Bang!!!
The huge body smashed into the buildings of the Holy City, causing a burst of smoke and dust, and many knights and flying dragons of the Holy City were also mixed into meat paste.
The man wearing a large black robe and holding a giant sword was already standing at the position where the white dragon fell. Even the tremor of the white dragon's fall did not have the slightest impact on him.
Blue flames were floating around his body, as if he were coming from the netherworld.
His eyes flashed with scarlet light, and he was about to raise the giant sword.
He comes to kill.
Because he is death itself.
But today, his eyes were only focused on one thing.
It was a dirty thing that should have died long ago, but still returned to reality under the call to release its malice. It was a piece of garbage that was already degenerate, but now it is even uglier.
"King Bei, the white dragon who has lost the name of Vortigern and the meaning of Vortigern..."
The edge of the mountain man's giant sword gently scratched the white dragon's scales, making a rough sound.
Bailong seemed to be on his deathbed and could not even make a sound.
Its blood was flowing all over the ground. It was obviously a white dragon, but its blood was almost pure black. It gave off an ominous aura that made people not want to touch it.
The white dragon's neck is about to be broken. What is still connected now is only a little bit of insignificant flesh and the stubborn bones.
The old man of the mountain placed the giant sword on the bone that connected his neck and head, with a faint red light in his eyes.
He didn't say anything else, just pressed hard.
Ding——
The bones were cut off without a doubt, and the huge head of the white dragon was cut off by the mountain man, and the trace of life that remained in his body suddenly stopped.
The old man of the mountain glanced at Bai Long's severed head and snorted coldly.
He silently glanced at the center of the Holy City, and then left quietly, turning into a shadow and disappearing, as if he had never been there.
Only a huge corpse was left on the spot, telling everyone what just happened here.
Lancelot felt cold all over.
Not only Lancelot, everyone felt cold all over, even the three mountain men, as if they had fallen into an ice cellar, as if their bones were frozen.
The old man of the mountain appeared, and in less than a minute, he only cut two swords and then disappeared. However, these two swords directly killed King Bei, who they had previously faced as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
"As expected of...the first generation of adults." Quiet Hassan's body was trembling a little, and the poisonous mist floating around his body was slightly restrained.
"Quick, the white dragon is dead. Move along the street toward the center." Baimian Hassan came to his senses quickly. She and Lancelot were the commanders of the army on the west side.
Lancelot took a deep look at the body of King Bei still lying there, still feeling a little frightened.
He touched his chest, the previous sense of crisis still lingering.
I always feel...things are not that simple.
...
"It should be the first-generation mountain man who took action."
Annuo had already joined Fujimaru Ritsuka, and he naturally felt King Bei fly out of the sky, but before long, the aura had disappeared.
In his impression, those who can reach this level of strength are the masters of mountains. Even Annuo himself cannot do it.
Even if he dies, King Bei is still King Bei. It cannot be killed by anyone except the King of Britain. Anno is just a knight of the Round Table. Although King Bei has been severely injured, he can never be killed. Artoria is the one who can kill him.
The last knife was cut to end the life of this crazy and miserable man.
But the first-generation mountain masters could ignore this concept.
In front of his sword, no matter what it is, it is nothing more than "a life".
He can even give the concept of "death" to things that do not have the concept of "death", and then kill it. In front of the king of the mountain, King Bei is really just an ordinary dragon.
Swing the sword, kill, and leave, that's all the mountain man has to do.
boom--
Before Fujimaru Ritsuka could react, everyone heard a loud bang that echoed through the sky.
"what sound!"
Liao Ye shouted.
Everyone's nerves are highly tense.
After approaching the center of the Holy Capital, the knights and flying dragons that can be seen can no longer be described as pure lives or spiritual bodies. They are divinely created legions filled with the power of the Holy Spear, and their combat effectiveness has been improved compared to the original ones.
It was so huge that Fujimaru Ritsuka and others were already struggling.
The Holy Capital is like a huge cage, and the castle in the Royal Court is like a key. This key can open the cage, and naturally it can also close the cage.
Five hundred chosen people were already on the verge of entering the Holy Spear. Their faces were filled with confusion, and they might have lost consciousness a long time ago.
They are the canaries, or you can say... they are the irreplaceable treasures of The Lion King, just like a world-famous painting in a private collection, which will be put into a photo frame and preserved forever.
The tower was already emitting light, magic roared, and everyone who was trembling was a little unsteady on their feet.
"This, a magic reaction of this level - Ritsuka, stay away from that place quickly, something is about to appear there! The magic power observed here is already close to Oceanus, the third singularity point at that time! And!
The degree of solidification of magic power is even more terrifying!" Roman was sweating coldly, his heart was beating wildly, and he was yelling through the communicator, "If you don't leave quickly, the space-time fault that may occur in that area will directly crush you!
"
"I -" Fujimaru Ritsuka wanted to leave, but the feet trembled like an earthquake. The white city had shattered, revealing the ground below. The roar could almost deafen people's ears.
Under the vibration and loud noise, the light on the tower has become brighter.
A golden light curtain like a wall appeared around the tower, wrapping the tower.
"That's the shell of the Holy Spear!" Annuo broke into cold sweat, and even had an anxious expression on his face, "The Holy Spear is about to be activated!"
Gravity is collapsing, heat is rising, magic is roaring, and the end of the world is already here——
He clenched his hands tightly, and the magic power of the two holy swords surged.
How about using that ability right here——
He gritted his teeth.
There is no time to delay now!
If the Border Tower is really formed, then the entire earth will be destroyed along with this singularity.
Annuo gritted his teeth, and his eyes were already covered with a layer of blood.