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The last blade demon who was still fighting with Ranmarok on the battlefield, its huge body was violently knocked out by the Glory Fighting Air Gun released by Ranmarok on horseback.

The originally thick arms were shattered by Ranmaroke's glorious fighting air gun, and even that spear pierced a hole in its ribs that could see its back!

Eyes glanced resentfully and humiliatingly at Cornwall Castle halfway up the mountainside, and on the huge body, countless hideous wounds and bloody holes in the chest spurted with miserable green blood, and it wailed unwillingly.

"I curse you, your soul will one day fall into the abyss and become a small ......"

"Boom!"

Riding on a tall horse, Ranmaroke was full of disdain, and his short gray hair, which was deliberately cut short like a steel needle before the expedition, made him look heroic.

He waved the spear in his hand again, and the shining silver sharp fighting spear immediately came out, once again piercing the great demon that fell to the ground in the middle of the air and had no ability to resist.

Under normal circumstances, if it is placed in the Endless Abyss, or in the period of large-scale invasion of the Demon Calamity, the curse of a silver lower-level pure-blooded great demon before his death can even slightly affect some unsuspecting silver high-ranking powerhouses.

However, it has only been more than 20 years since the last epic demonic invasion, and it is the period when the will of the magical otherworld world is unprecedentedly strong, and the suppression of the abyssal invaders is the most powerful.

As the eldest son of the Marquis Simmons family and the first heir of the Marquis Simons family, who has fought thousands of years of war with the Endless Abyss and followed the royal family to resist the abyss since the founding of Camelot, Lord Ranmarok, he clearly knows that in these years, let alone a silver demon, it is a gold-level demon lord, and if he wants to release the curse of the spirit of words, he should be a fart, and he can only let go of cruel words, and the actual fart is useless.

At this moment, the 8 Silver Great Demons have all been cleaned up by Ranmarok.

On the battlefield around him, the knights of the Kingdom Knights, who were shining with milky white fighting energy, had also occupied an absolute advantage.

Although the number of those half-demons is several times that of the knights, among the knights of the Kingdom Knights, there are also many "old driver" knights who are close to the peak of the official rank of knights, and have really followed King Yusharan more than twenty years ago to fight on the battlefield of the Demon Calamity!

Therefore, although the number of knights is not superior, it is not surprising that in the face of these half-demons of the middle and lower ranks of the general official rank, the Kingdom Knights have an absolute advantage!

"Next, it's time for Sir Ben to go on a killing spree!"

Glancing contemptuously around the battlefield, Ranmalot-Simmons smiled bloodthirstily and held his spear aloft・・・・・・

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"Your Majesty, it seems that this battle, Brother Ranma Locke has already won!"

As a knight who officially broke through to become a silver knight at the end of last year, Gareth Orkney, a brown-haired cute girl with a round face, rode on a horse and said excitedly to Artoria in front of her, with a hint of the unique charm of a girl when she was pregnant with spring.

"Haha, Gareth Qing, do you want me to talk to your sister Gao Wenqing, your generation, let you marry on behalf of the Orkney family and the Simmons family?"

Artoria's head shook with a wicked taste, looking at the simple spring girl beside her, her eyes flashed a trace of the past, she was still Edward's maid, simple, relaxed, and every day like the girl in front of her, always seeing the nostalgia of her sweetheart's life.

For Artoria, she is actually not a few years older than Gallez, but after the experience of modern industrial society in the Marvel world, and after marrying Edward and becoming the king of Camelot Britain, in just a few years, Artoria has grown faster than anyone imagined.

"Uh, Your Majesty, I, I'm ・・・・・・"

Wiping the careful thoughts that had been broken by his own monarch, two red rays instantly rose on Grace's lovely round face, and he lowered his head and did not dare to look at Artoria, where he squeaked and couldn't speak.

Her sister, the Sun Knight Gauvin Orkney, brushed the silver hair in front of her forehead, a pale golden sunburst pattern appeared under the silver hair like the morning light, and with a mysterious smile, she rode to Artoria's side, and looked at her sister and smiled silently.

"Alright! Your Majesty, don't bully little Gareth. ”

With long blue hair as blue as the ocean, draped over the shoulders of a silver-armored female knight, Bedwell, a beautiful long-haired big sister with a gentle smile, Bedwell, the knight of the round table, led the horse to Artoria's side and relieved the round-faced girl Gareth.

is different from the feudal ancient times of Edward's previous life, the Celestial * Dynasty, which was strict in etiquette, although it was also a feudal system, but because of the existence of supernatural contracts and oath powers, the relationship between the superiors and vassals in this world was rarely simply suspicious, and Artoria, as a monarch, was influenced by Marvel's industrial society, so King Arthur's classmates and her knights had a very harmonious relationship.

"Your Majesty."

The purple hair is fixed at the back of the head by a fine silver chain, which makes today's Lake Knight look particularly heroic.

Lancelot, who had been paying attention to the form of the battlefield before, suddenly led the horse and walked over as well, but her delicate brows were furrowed tightly at the moment.

"I think those demons are weird!"

With her words, the attention of everyone present was shifted to the battlefield.

There, the sturdy lancer Ranmarok was charging into the half-demon army.

It is different from those full-rank Kingdom knights who can't leave their bodies, or whose power is not strong after leaving their bodies, and can only use the blades in their hands, and those demons who fight hand-to-hand at close range.

Ranmaro, the Great Knight of the Silver Median, did not use any special knightly secret skills at all, he simply waved the spear in his hand, and every time he danced, a powerful spear that could penetrate hundreds of meters was immediately released.

Then, it is a complete "crushing"!

The spears tore through the air, splattering deep horizontal lines of gravel across the ground, blasting in all directions.

This is the real sense of death next to each other, and bruised by rubbing.

Although the abyssal aura in mid-air is getting stronger and stronger, the combat power and physical recovery power of these half-tarantula demons are also increasing more and more.

But the seemingly large number of half-demons are still decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye in front of Ranmaro, who has opened the unstoppable "Peerless State・・・・・・

"These demons are crazy!"

"Almost doomed, but still desperate to die!"

Lancelot, the Knight of the Lake, said in a deep voice, in the eyes of all the knights, the half-demons on the battlefield still charged at the battle array of the knights of the kingdom even with an expression of extreme fear of death on their faces.

"Is there anything strange about this? They are the demons that have invaded our world, the ・・・・・・ of the Abyssal Will."

Grace on the side was puzzled, but after she said it herself, she was also silent for a moment, because she also reacted to where the abnormal situation in front of her was!

Edward famously said it in his previous life, "It is not you who know you best, but your enemies!" This sentence is also true in the magical world.

What are the habits of demonic creatures in the Endless Abyss? The Knights of the Round Table who were present did not know how many family seniors died in the Demon Disaster, naturally knew it clearly!

Demons are extremely greedy, selfish, and chaotic creatures, and it would be a fantasy to say that they will die in the face of a powerful enemy!

The reason why he fought bloodily on the battlefield of the Demon Calamity and did not take half a step back to death was all due to the restraint and supervision of those demon contracts signed by the demon lords on all fronts at that time under the will of the abyss.

But the demon calamity has just ended for more than twenty years, and the demons of this period can't even trigger the abyssal will and launch the curse of the spirit spirit, let alone sign various contracts under the abyss will! There's no way that thing will work in the current magical world, right?

But the scene of those half-demons on the battlefield in front of them, although they were terrified, but still forcibly sent to death, made the knights who were in the field silent again.

If there is no binding force of the will of the abyss, it is impossible for the magic world itself to witness its mortal enemy, and in the case of those abyssal creatures, the crazy and chaotic demons are still so "willing to die", what is going on?

My sister, what the hell are your plots!

Raising her head, Artoria stared at the large and vague castle that was still shrouded in the abyssal aura halfway up the mountainside, her brow furrowed.

"So, let's do it quickly!"

Quickly decided, Artoria said to the knights around her.

"Attack with all your strength, sweep away these demons, let's go and see it as soon as possible!"

"The conspiracy of the current Marquis of Cornwall!"

The hair on the top of her head stood straight and gave a serious order.

"Yes!"

"My Majesty!"

All the knights of the Knights, including Artoria, instantly clenched their weapons and responded loudly.

・・・・・ (To be continued.) )