Gawain lowered his voice and said to Cust, "Listen to me." Caster, who was standing behind Gawain, nodded solemnly, but he also felt strange in his heart: "How can the dignified Gordon District Police Inspector obey the orders of the suspect who the police have been watching?" Thinking about it, he denied his hesitation:

"Sober up, now is not the time for good and evil, haven't you abandoned your identity long ago since you agreed to join this strange 'alliance'? Well, yes, if abandoning my identity can bring Poru back, then I'm willing. ”

Lancelot's eyes crossed Gawain and smiled mysteriously at Custer behind him, who was stunned for a moment: "Huh? And at this moment, the white light of Kalatine in Gao Wen's hand instantly transformed into the color of gold, and the golden light made people unable to open their eyes, and the center of the light source held Gao Wen of Kalatin chanted reverently

"In the name of a knight, I call upon the Heroic Spirits who are eternal in Avalon!" The golden light in the air condensed together as if it had life, and countless blades of various types of shining golden light hovered around Gao Wen, and a trace of golden brilliance circulated in Gao Wen's dark pupils.

I saw that the tip of Caratine's sword in his hand was pointed directly at Lancelot, and the countless blades hovering in the air rushed towards Lancelot at the same time like thousands of troops hearing the command, and then Gawain shouted to Custer: "Rush! Custer immediately melted into the dazzling golden glow.

"It's ironic that Mafia's fate was in the hands of a police officer." A thin sneer crossed Gawain's grim countenance, and countless blades slashed past his ears, as if he could still hear the shouts of warriors coming from distant time and space.

At this time, Lancelot calmly held up Guinevere and chanted softly: "Warrior, let the gentle embrace of your lover wash away the fatigue of your body, and listen to the song of the fairy in the lake in your sleep." Guinevere in Lancelot's hand vanished into the blue light.

The golden blades that attacked him were enveloped in countless blue points of light floating in the air, and the shouts of the faint warriors on the battlefield gradually faded. The song of the clear spirit sounded slowly, and the golden blade seemed to fall into intoxication and stagnated in front of Lancelot's eyes.

Lancelot held up a finger, and the flickering blue dots of light gathered on his finger, and Lancelot shook his finger softly: "The heroic spirit of the warrior returns to your ideal land with the song of the fairy of the lake." ”

"Eternal Avalon, Heroic Spirit, allow me to fight alongside you until the trumpet of victory sounds!" Lancelot's eyes reflected the dazzling golden sword body, the sword wind dispelled the flying blue points of light, and the sharp tip of the sword pierced Lancelot's throat!

Lancelot's palm flipped. The condensed blue points of light formed an illusory sword body and pushed away the Karatin that was forcing in front of him, Gawain's blow was dissolved but he did not contain the sword momentum, the void slashed, and the blue points of light where the sword wind passed dissipated, and the trapped golden blade also instantly woke up from the confused song, and stabbed at Lancelot at the same time.

Lancelot's deep eyes were filled with a dazzling golden glow, and countless golden blades instantly engulfed Lancelot's figure like a hunting beast, and the Karatin in Gawain's hand waved down in the void and said calmly without a trace of emotion: "Lance, if you don't want to fight again, admit defeat." ”

At this time, the scene of the promenade changed. Gawain looked down and saw that he was standing on top of the mirror-like lake, "Lancelot, there is no way for you to extradite the 'Heroic Spirits' back to the 'Ideal Country' now, because they have sworn to be with me. ”

At this time, Lancelot walked towards him from the lake with a graceful stride: "Gawain, your faith is now stronger. Gawain: "There is always a lesson to be learned in failure, otherwise it will be a real failure." Looking at Gao Wen's confident eyes, Lancelot smiled: "Good eyes, it seems that I have completely awakened a tough opponent." ”

Gawain: "My existence is to compete with you. Lancelot: "Well, I have to admit this, although human life is more fragile than us, it has always ruled the world for thousands of years, and it is conceivable that it was your strong heart that created it. ”

Gawain: "Praise the enemy and then kill the enemy." You've got a little bit of a knight's code left. Lancelot: "Well, I praise the mighty enemy for he will bring back the long-lost excitement of my lazy soul." As he spoke, a pale blue ripple appeared at Lancelot's feet.

I saw a knight's heavy sword carved with a wavy pattern slowly rising from the ripples. Gawain: "Is this the real Guinevere?" Lancelot grasped the hilt of the sword with a delicate face: "Guinevere, my earthly lover sleeps forever in the clear waters of the lake, and her soul has given me new powers—the fairy of the lake, 'Viviane'. ”

Gawain stood up in front of him at this time: "Lance, if this sword is the result of your obsession with Guinevere, then I will also show you the faith of the Avalonian Heroic Spirit!" As he spoke, his fingers swept across the slender blade of the sword, and in the golden light that slowly emitted from the blade, the countless blades hovering in mid-air suddenly turned into golden balls of light and converged into Karadine.

Lancelot squinted his eyes at the golden sword with the cross-hilt of the cross sword Gawain held in his hand and said, "Caliburn." Shizhongjian, you really have the ability to inherit the king, but it's a pity that you have the ability of a king but you never have the ambition of a king, the first white knight. ”

Gawain said lightly: "Ambition makes people degenerate into demons. Lancelot: "I am touched by your noble knightly soul. As he spoke, he raised the tip of Viviane's sword in his hand and slid gently across the lake: "You shouldn't be in this dirty world, Avalon is the ideal place for a warrior with a noble soul like you to live." ”

The lake beneath your feet began to flood. Gawain waved the Caliburn in his hand, and the golden aura enveloped him, completely isolating him from the turbulent waves outside. Lancelot was also surrounded by a blue aura at this time, and the two of them looked at each other in an instant, turning into golden and blue points of light, colliding on top of the turbulent and tumbling waves!

The resonance of the sword and the sword caused a thunderous sound in the air, and the two holy swords bit together, and it was impossible to see the movements of the two of them swinging the swords clearly, and they could only see the golden and blue points of light gradually expanding in the collision, and in an instant, the entire sky was only filled with these two colors of light.

The sword qi soared to the sky, and the earth trembled, as if the power accumulated for many years burst out in an instant, and at this moment, at this moment, the end of a qiē ....... (to be continued......

PS: I put things like chanting in the battle unconsciously, forgive me for changing Guinevere's form to Viviane's whimsy~ I really don't know how to make Lancelot and Gawain, the two strongest knights, level up, and I'm struggling with whether to write Lancelot and Gawain

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