Gawain slashed out the holy sword, and the flames flashed across it. Liao Ye stepped on the wall and rolled around on the ground, narrowly avoiding it.
Matthew had already approached Gawain and threw a shield at Gawain.
Waving his wings, Gawain took a step back.
Bang——
The shield is empty, but behind the shield, there is a new attack.
"Drink——"
Liao Ye's long spear drew out from behind Ma Xiu's shield and reached directly towards Gawain's wings.
Although this is a corridor, the height inside the royal court is at least tens of meters. If Gawain were to fly, things would become very difficult, so Liao Ye's idea was to destroy Gawain's tower while he was still on the ground.
wing!
But even though Gawain had transformed into the body of a humble king, he could clearly see what Liao Ye wanted to do. The other wing suddenly swung forward, hitting Ma Xiu's shield, and he spun around to avoid it.
Liao Ye's Chang Ge flaps its wings and wants to fly into the air.
"Get off!"
Bang!!!
However, just as Gawain was about to fly up, he saw a silver-gray thing suddenly hit his head with great force, causing him to scream and fall down again.
“Now!!!”
"Got the order!"
Matthew turned his back and hit Gawain's wings, then raised his shield from bottom to top and hit Gawain's chin hard.
Gawain roared angrily, and subconsciously swung his sword towards Mashu, but the holy sword was parried.
It's Liao Ye.
"Let's go quickly." Da Vinci tugged on Fujimaru Ritsuka's sleeve and pointed at Annuo, who had already crossed Gawain and walked to the front. "Leave this place to Mashu and the others for now!"
"Wait! You guys - run forward!" Suddenly, Roman's voice rang out in the communication, "I have detected a magic reaction stronger than Gawain in front of you, which is approaching quickly - it is already coming.
It’s coming!”
However, before Roman could finish his words, the thing had already——
Boom boom boom!!!!!!
"Uh-huh——"
Fujimaru Ritsuka, Leonardo da Vinci, and Artoria Alter who were far away were directly thrown away, while Gawain, Mashu, Camilla and Liao Ye who were still staying in place...
.
Half of Gawain's body had disappeared and he was dying. Ma Xiu used his shield to block the attack, but it still flew far away. Liao Ye's spiritual core was being reorganized. At the last moment when the thing hit him, he used his own force similar to fighting.
The ability to continue.
Camilla, on the other hand, disappeared directly under the collision.
Ho ho ho——————!!!
Fujimaru Ritsuka was just about to struggle to get up, but the deafening sound directly stung her eardrums, causing her to half kneel on the ground with a painful expression.
"What is that!" Da Vinci also covered his ears and shouted into the communicator, asking.
"Then, that's..." Roman's voice trembled slightly as he detected the spiritual reaction.
Roar----
boom!!!
Violent vibrations were accompanied by roars, but the source of the vibrations was not the monster that crashed down.
But it comes from above the head, from the tower.
"... You must deal with this enemy as soon as possible. Although the tower above has lost its wall, the descent process has not stopped at all. If you don't stop it quickly, the Lion King's plan will be completed.
!" Roman slammed the instrument in front of him and urged with a trembling voice.
"Mashu! Let's go!" Fujimaru Ritsuka staggered up from the ruins with several wounds and blood stains on her body, and ran forward directly.
Annuo glanced back.
We have reached the second spiral staircase of the seventh corridor.
What came from behind was the familiar fluctuation of magic power.
...Lancelot is dead.
An Nuo looked at the roaring dragon with no unnecessary expression on his face.
But there was a trace of sadness in his eyes that was hard to erase.
"However, I don't even have time to grieve for my son..." He murmured, not paying attention to Mashu and Fujimaru Ritsuka who were chasing after him, but walked on alone.
Up the stairs.
Lancelot roared, exuding an aura of unparalleled violence.
Before Gawain died, Lancelot directly grabbed Gawain in front of him and smashed it towards Artoria with all his strength.
Artoria Alter was the only one who stopped here.
Even Liao Ye had already stumbled forward to chase Fujimaru Ritsuka, but she, the Storm King, stopped here.
"Pathetic knight." She lamented.
Gawain had already smashed over, so she caught Gawain, put him on the ground, and pierced Gawain's spiritual core with her own spear.
"It's equally sad, but since we have come to this point, I... will send you away." She looked at Gawain on the ground and shook her head.
Then, he looked at Lancelot.
"the same as you."
Roar------
What she responded to was a roar.
The Storm King knew very well that he could not compete with the Lion King.
It's not because of the strength of the spiritual base, or that the Lion King is the positive one.
But...
That's not what she should do.
Maybe it was fate. She knew that she did not sign a contract with Fujimaru Ritsuka at the London Singularity just to fight against the Lion King's holy spear. This became even more clear when she first arrived at this singularity and saw Annuo.
This idea was confirmed.
The Lion King is not even an enemy of Chaldea.
Chaldea is hostile to the Lion King only because the Lion King poses a threat to humanity, so Chaldea needs to attack the Lion King.
The one who really wants to face the Lion King at this time is not Chaldea, not the Sun King, not the King of the Mountain, and not even himself.
He is the ridiculous knight who was half-decayed but was awakened.
The miserable knight who was supposed to return the holy sword but died in the process.
When he first came to Britain, he walked out of the Fairy Realm, came to Camelot, and became a knight.
This time, he walked out of the Inner Sea of Stars and came to the same holy capital as Camelot, but only for the death of two people.
"Lancelot... Come then, my journey is almost over here." A smile appeared on Artoria's lips.
"Although I am the King of Storms, not the King of Knights, I still have some responsibility to judge the knights!"
"Roar------!!!"
...
Hassan the White-faced Hassan and Hassan the Curse-armed are mobilizing their troops.
There is still a part of the army left, and they are fighting against the remaining knights and flying dragons in the Holy City.
They could see billowing smoke rising from the bottom of the golden tower in the royal court, and a fierce battle was going on inside.
"...Curse Wrist, do you think they will win?" Hassan, a handsome man, asked after killing a solemn knight.
"...Definitely." Hassan Cursed Wrist nodded.
"I feel it. The first generation has already entered."