Due to Anno's influence on history, Vortigern's second invasion was advanced by more than ten years. Now Arthur has neither the Holy Spear nor the Holy Sword.
But beside the king, there is a brave knight, an elder who can protect him from wind and rain.
Although the Sword in the Stone is also a mysterious creation, it cannot be compared with the Holy Sword at all. It is only a symbol of royal power. Therefore, even if Arthur is superb in martial arts, he cannot effectively cause harm to Vortigern.
The strength of the dragon is even more terrifying than it was twenty years ago. Although Arthur is not weak, it is extremely difficult to fight because Vortigern's attention seems to have always been on her.
"King, you have to have a limit when you look down on people!" Annuo's anger that he had not expressed in the past twenty years seemed to be condensed on this day. He was no longer the one who could only hide in the dark and throw stones and iron guns.
The young knight who harassed the battlefield now has the power to influence the entire battlefield.
Vortigern was fighting with Arthur, and the holy sword in Anno's hand was shining.
With an explosion of speed that exceeded the limit, Anno arrived behind Vortigern in almost a flash.
Annuo's own huge power was wrapped in a bright white light, and he slashed at Vortigern's dragon claw that was attacking Arthur.
Poof——
The sword blade cut hard into Vortigern's flesh, and the blade made a tooth-piercing sound as it rubbed against the bone.
Vortigern's palm was directly split into two halves by Annuo, and it was only by hanging on his wrist that it did not fall to the ground.
Losing his mind, Vortigern roared in pain.
"Liya, don't be stunned." Annuo said to Arthur seriously, unconsciously shouting Arthur's nickname, "take advantage of now, attack!"
"Ah, yes!" Arthur replied subconsciously.
Unlike Arthur's Wind King magic, Annuo's application of magic is rough and direct.
Almost every sword strike he made was mixed with magical slashes, causing damage to Vortigern.
He just couldn't kill Vortigern, but he could weaken him as much as possible.
There were many wounds from being chopped, and Vortigern's abnormal recovery speed could not keep up with the speed of the injuries.
He raised his huge dragon head, and endless black breath sprayed out from his mouth, running towards the sky, and then falling towards the ground.
At the same time, the ominous shadow on Vortigern became more intense, and Annuo and Arthur were no longer able to effectively engage in close combat.
"It's just a magic dragon!" Annuo's voice was full of confidence and anger.
The magic power was released, Annuo's long gray hair moved without any wind, and the light on the holy sword became even more dazzling.
"This body is the Wall of Britain!" The precious armor and holy sword on his body reflected the light.
"This soul is the king's barrier!" The powerful magic power shattered the ground around Annuo.
"How about this move, the touch of the British Isles -" Annuo looked at the magic dragon and waved his sword.
The light from the chalk in his hand filled the sky.
Both Arthur and Gawain looked at the sky completely enveloped by the light of the holy sword in shock, and were speechless for a moment.
The light dissipated, and the dark ominous breath was directly obliterated by the power of the holy sword.
Vortigern was also stunned, as if he couldn't understand why this move was blocked.
Arthur has not forgotten his goal. Although the brilliance of the golden sword of victory is very weak compared to the light just now, Arthur will not care so much.
Magic power surged, and a small golden beam of light was emitted from the tip of the golden sword of victory, pointing directly at Vortigern.