Chapter Sixty-Eight: The Battle Intensifies

On the battlefield, the golden treasure of the king was opened. Golden ripples hung over Lancelot's head like a dome. Countless treasures of all kinds burst down.

Even if it couldn't release the true strength of the treasure, it still caused a lot of damage. These treasures are all powerful weapons that have left their names in legends, and even if they are used to throw, they are not comparable to ordinary weapons. Jin Shining, who has the treasure of the king, can be said to have absolute air supremacy, but he can't fly himself.

The Noble Phantasm poured down like a thunderstorm, and its momentum grew stronger, as if it was about to destroy Lancelot along with the Winterwood Church. Under such carpet bombing, the original furnishings and objects in the church were completely destroyed.

Time and time again, more and more treasures were projected by the golden glitter. Lancelot was starting to struggle a little, but he still rushed towards the golden sparkle with determination, and the distance between the two was slowly narrowing.

Father-in-law's "knights don't die with their bare hands" has a great restraining effect on the golden king's treasure. Once the weapon projected by the golden flash is taken over by the father-in-law, it can be used for his own use. In addition, as the "flower of knights" in Britain, the Yangtze River itself also has extremely superb martial arts worthy of its name. The golden treasure of the king cannot decide the winner in a short period of time.

Rao was like this, and Lancelot began to get nervous, which was completely different from the attack that seemed like a stroll just now. He knew that if he was not careful, he would be poked into a hornet's nest by the countless swords, guns, swords, and halberds that swarmed him.

At the same time, more than 100 weapons have been fired, but it seems that there is a tendency to expand. Jin Shin was smiling coldly, as casually as if watching a performance. It seems that his royal treasure has not yet reached its limit. But if this continues, Lancelot will gradually not be able to hold on.

Jin Shin Shining clasped his hands to his chest, and he had maintained this position unchanged from the beginning of the fight. "A mongrel is a mongrel, it's just that it's more powerful when it's shouting. It's almost gone, you said how good it would be to kneel there obediently, and it would save trouble. I have to waste the mercy of this king, and cause this king to solve your rabid dog with his own hands. ”

A new round of Noble Phantasm bombardment was launched as soon as Jin Shishiren finished speaking. More than two hundred weapons surrounded Lancelot in the center, raining down like raindrops.

Jin Shining no longer cared about the development of the battle situation, and in his cognition, no one could dodge this wave of attacks intact. Even if you don't die, you'll be half-crippled! Even Lancelot's extremely high skill and unique ability to restrain the King's Treasure were just a bit of trouble to eliminate.

"To be able to use so many gods and treasures in this king can be regarded as a rare fierce general." Jin Shanshan didn't sneer again, he didn't need to be angry with a "dead man" in his eyes. It is only right to send false acknowledgment and affirmation to the loser.

Once again, things were beyond the king's expectations.

The dust that had filled the church from the Phantasm attack had cleared, revealing Lancelot's resolute form. Except for a few scratches on his body, it was almost intact.

After so many rounds of bombardment of treasures and the aftermath of the huge battle, the once solemn Winterwood Church is now only an empty shelf. I can barely make out the outline of the church.

Under such a tragic battle, Lancelot, who could be regarded as almost unharmed, was so discordant.