Chapter 97 The interweaving holy light destroys the earth
"This sword is the incarnation of the sun. It is the sun's flame that burns away all impure flames!"
"This is the sword that cuts off all evil and prefers to be stained with the enemy's blood. It is the silver-white end of inhuman things and enemies!"
"The breath of the gathered stars, the shining flow of life——"
The liberating words of the Holy Sword sounded out, just like the chants of elves, and the terrifying magic power condensed into countless light spots around the three people, beautiful and dreamy.
"Yes!" Galahad hurriedly agreed, panting, revoking his magic power, and ran behind the three of them, out of reach of the holy light.
The ground shattered and clouds piled up. Even if there was no shadow of the holy city around the three of them, no creature could get close. The shock wave formed by the huge magic power was enough to knock away any enemy.
"Gallatin!!!"
"Chalkiness!!!"
"Excalibur!!!"
The endless pouring of holy light, golden; silvery white; red and orange, intertwined, gathered and entwined to its heart's content.
It is grander and more terrifying than any other holy light.
Endless light enveloped the entire battlefield, killing foreigners wantonly, and even soldiers on the British side were blown away by the gusting wind pressure.
The three holy swords are all made by the Lake Fairy Vivian, and the powers they release can naturally be blended.
That is, 1 1 1 is greater than 3.
After a few seconds, the holy light disappeared.
The remaining magic points shine on the battlefield.
The holy light released by the three of them jointly swept away almost all the alien races within several kilometers, leaving not even the corpses behind. They all collapsed and melted in the holy light.
Only the broken earth and a long, obviously bombarded path remained, announcing to living beings the existence of the holy light.
The number of aliens was wiped out by more than half in one fell swoop.
The British generals and the Knights of the Round Table quickly took advantage of this opportunity and led the British soldiers to fight back.
On the other hand, after most of the alien races were wiped out by the Holy Light, the remaining alien races, whether wise or not, inevitably developed a deep fear of the miraculous Holy Light.
When fear arose, their unstoppable momentum to enter the human world was exhausted.
"Poof -" An Nuo spit out a mouthful of blood and fell to his knees.
"Annoqing!"
"Grandpa!" Several people surrounding An Nuo quickly checked on An Nuo's condition.
Annuo's breath was even more depressed than before, and the feeling of weakness could be seen through his body.
The Holy Sword of Liberation has a heavy load to begin with. Annuo, with his old age, has liberated it twice in a row and has run out of gas.
He weakly grabbed Galahad's palm and forced himself to stand up, using his magic power to prevent himself from falling down again.
"Grandfather, you have-" Galahad said urgently.
Annuo shook his head and looked towards the end of the horizon.
"Your father, I feel it, and the king's heir are all there." He pointed to the distance, and his perception told him that the chaotic and familiar auras of Lancelot and Mordred were there.
Arthur and Gawain looked up. What was there was a small hill. No one knew what was behind the hill.
Annuo took a few deep breaths, put the protective chalk back into the scabbard, and got on his horse amid the worried looks of several juniors.
Arthur opened his mouth to persuade Annuo to go back.
But Annuo spoke first.
He looked at Arthur gently: "King, Knight of the Round Table Anno, I ask you for the right to participate in the war for the last time."
Arthur closed his eyes and nodded with difficulty.