As the transparent strings continued to shrink inward, the space left for Dolomiel became smaller and smaller, until it approached about a meter beside him, and the black light mask appeared, blocking all the strings out, and the friction between the strings and the light mask made a creaking and rubbing sound.

"That's all?" Dolomiel raised his head and looked at Tristan, a knight with his eyes closed slowly opened his eyes at this moment, and the speed and force of the countless strings retracted suddenly increased, and finally put pressure on Dolomiel, and the black light mask shrank slightly.

After feeling the loss of defensive power, Dolomiel had no idea of continuing to consume it like this, but just as he raised the spear in his hand to fight back, a sudden change occurred, and ripples like a lake spread on the ground.

Feeling the powerful attack coming from behind him, Doromiel turned violently, but in a moment of turning, he seemed to be pulled into an illusion, and all that could be clearly seen on the calm surface of the lake was the golden blade breaking through the air.

"The chains are broken, and the lake is too heavy." With a soft groan, the brilliant blade broke through the waves, and Dolomiel couldn't dodge this extremely fast sword, so he had to raise the spear in his hand to take the sword, and in the dazzling light, the two were forced to retreat by the power of the explosion.

After all, it was Dolomiel who was stronger, but the rush to meet the battle also made him suffer a loss. It was Lancelot, who had just arrived, who unleashed the blow, and the power of the indestructible lake was so powerful that even Dolomiel could not take it lightly.

"Two seventh-order? When did you invade my empire of the dead? Dolomielle frowned and looked at Tristan and Lancelot in front of him, who had no two guys from the border in his intelligence.

"The Knights of the Round Table, Lancelot, come with our King Arthur." Lancelot answered the other party's question with a blank face, and then raised the indestructible lake light in his hand again, as if he was about to attack again.

"Hey, hey, this prey was given to me by the king for Mordred, you guy get out of here." A red-lit figure jumped out of the nearby forest, and the masked knight said with a dark red sword.

The rebellious knight Mordred and the Knight of the Lake Lancelot are also not very related among the Knights of the Round Table, and after a simple eye contact, the two almost made the first move, but fortunately someone can restrain them.

"You two don't forget the king's command." Gawain, dressed in a blue cape, stepped out from behind Tristan and reminded Mordred and Lancelot as they were ready to go, and the four Knights of the Round Table were also stunned.

Naturally, a few people were just summoned by Xia Bai, and the summons in the system without exception would only call the spirit base of one Heroic Spirit every time they summoned, but this time it was different, it was precisely because Xia Bai sacrificed the bead that the Ice and Snow Goddess gave him.

These people are not the highlight of this summoning, what is qualified to be called a miracle is something that will never happen, and this summoning also let Xia Bai know the weight of the word miracle in the system.

The person who was summoned was the final boss in the sixth chapter of the original book, the most famous knight king in Great Britain, Artoria Pendragon, who held the holy spear and was known as the Lion King, commonly known as the White Lancer.

Even in the legends of the past dynasties, King Arthur is also a noble king who has been mentioned for a long time, and the strength of the Dull Hair King, who has repeatedly appeared as the protagonist in the original work, belongs to the top group of servants in any version.

This time it was this king who befell the miracle, and it was not King Arthur in the form of an ordinary heroic spirit, but the lion king who mastered the power of the holy spear Lengominiade in the form of a heroic spirit and almost sublimated into a god.

And as a miracle, when the second anomaly was built, the seven Knights of the Round Table responded to the king's call, that is, just one summon just now, Xia Bai directly summoned a total of eight Heroic Spirits, six of which were fifth-order Heroic Spirits at the peak of the Heroic Spirits.

"You guys, don't underestimate people, even if it's four Seventh Order? Do you think you can escape from my men with such strength? Seeing that the four Knights of the Round Table had ignored his presence and began to lead the other Heroes to retreat, Dolomielle's face had turned black to the color of the bottom of the pot.

However, the few people who strictly followed the king's orders completely ignored him, and still carried out their own actions straightforwardly, saving the elves, killing the undead soldiers, leading Dilumudo and others to the peculiar point, etc., the black spear in Dolomiel's hand had been slowly raised towards everyone.

The moment Doromiel tried to make a move, a white light fell from the sky again, and this time the black spear in the hand of the undead emperor who was prepared directly met it with his backhand, and collided with the white light.

However, the glow of the spear, which symbolizes death, did not disperse the white glow as expected, but was completely suppressed by the white light, until Dolomiel raised the shield in his other hand to block the shot that fell from the sky.

The clash of black and white brilliance lasted for nearly a minute before slowly dissipating, and the storm of the two forces had already turned the entire surrounding radius of nearly a kilometer into a barren ruin, and this was not the level of the two bursting out in full force.

This time Dolomiel clearly saw where the shot came from, he raised his head and looked solemnly into the distance at the huge pillar of light that seemed to connect the heavens and the earth, and after feeling it carefully, he could feel the power in it, even he felt palpitations.

"The convergence of life and death, the unity of soul and blood, the two multiply into the primordial chaos under the witness of the gods....." Dolomiel let go of the shield in one hand, and gripped the black spear in both hands, the realm of the law appearing around him and converging towards the spear.

This time Dolomiel was different from the battle with the Heroic Spirits just now, the battle of not belonging to a class did not really make him serious, but at this moment he really rushed from the white pillar of light to a powerful threat.

The power of the law that had never been used before had been fully unfolded, and the huge power generated by the rotation between life and death slowly merged into the black spear with the continuous urging of the realm, and it was enough to be called a magnificent power in the hands of this undead emperor, and it seemed that it would break through the seal in the next moment.