Chapter 626: The Decisive Battle at Dawn (5)

After a low, but thrilling muffled sound, !! passed, and the golden light in Stonehenge gradually faded.

Arthur sweated. Stonehenge's enchantment is still strong enough. Even if the dark creatures in it have performed a dark outburst, they will not be able to damage Stonehenge.

Thanks to the sturdy Stonehenge barrier, everyone is safe, for the time being.

"Merlin, close Stonehenge. Arthur commanded as he put away his sword. The golden light had completely passed, and the Knight King saw a figure in the middle of the stone formation.

Robert on the verge of death.

The tiger patriarch fell to the ground with his back to the sky, already dying.

The moment the barrier was lifted, Albert had already rushed over desperately to check on his father's condition.

Arthur watched from afar, and he didn't have to look closely to know that Roble was hopeless.

Even though the time was very short, the shadows still eroded Roble's whole body. Every bit and every drop of vitality on his body has long been eaten away by the shadows. The skin and flesh on his body were even cracked into countless petals and bloomed, like blood-stained red lotuses.

A broken body, a broken soul, any one problem is fatal.

"Dad" The tiger man knelt beside Robert, and the white mist emanating from his body enveloped Roble's body, constantly repairing the wounds of the tiger man patriarch.

"Is it Al?" Robul muttered in a voice so faint that almost no one could hear him, "Remember! Kill all the humans," "Don't talk about that at this time, save some energy!" Albert muttered in a low voice.

"Humans are enemies! Only when humans die can we live a good life!" (still talking nonsense!) Arthur walked over to Robles and his son, never letting go of the sword of the Holy King in his hand.

"Merlin, find a way to bring this guy back to life. The Knight King ordered.

"But, Bixia—!" "I'll do it right away." Arthur placed the tip of his sword on Albert's back, "And you, keep me away." Al reluctantly stepped back half a step, "What the hell do you want to do?" "It's noisy, get out of the way!" Arthur kicked Al away, came to Robert, and said in a threatening tone: "Patriarch Robel, I asked you once: Do you want to surrender?"

If you surrender, you will be saved, the fire will be stopped, and you and your army will have a chance to live—although there have been many dead and wounded, there will always be many who will survive;

Otherwise, you will all die! I will kill you, kill your son, and kill every orc on this battlefield, and burn all their bones to the ground!

Whether to die with hatred or live with shame, you choose!" Regained a small amount of strength under Merlin's treatment, Roble stared at the Knight King with a vicious gaze, and the resentment in his eyes never subsided.

His answer was surprisingly calm: "I choose to die." Now that we're defeated, kill all of our orcs! If we don't kill us all, we will surely come back and meet you humans again. There will be absolutely no room for reconciliation in this war. Either you die or I die!" Arthur raised his sword, but instead of pointing at Robul, the tip of his sword turned: "Start by killing your son!" He stabbed out a sword in surprise, and before Albert could react, the sword of the Holy King had already pierced into the heart of the tiger boy.

"Whew!" Al widened his blue eyes and spat out a mouthful of blood, "It's a joke, right?!" "It's not. Arthur twisted his blade suddenly, and the spinning sword of the Holy King immediately stirred a large hole in Al's chest, completely crushing the heart of the tiger boy!

The severe pain caused Albert to lose consciousness all over his body, and he fell to the ground in an instant!

"Kill one first. King Arthur said to Robert in a cold and merciless tone, "I have heard that your eldest son is also on the slave ship of the Pantoraken? The strong murderous aura on the Knight King's body approached, and the sword in his hand was ready to stab out at any time: "Now, it's your turn." "No, don't!" Patriarch Robble whispered for mercy, "You can kill me, but don't hurt Robert! weishenme doesn't care about me. On the verge of death, Al lay on the ground, weeping quietly.

King Arthur showed a hideous face, like a demon god: "No, you have to kill." The loser must die. Orcs and humans can't coexist, that's what you said.

In that case, let me be a devil and kill all you orcs and completely remove this earth!"Are you satisfied with this?" "No!" Roble spat out a mouthful of blood, and the old tears were all over the place: "Don't!!" Arthur slashed off one of the tigermen patriarch's arm without saying a word: "It's too late!!" Blood gushed out, Merlin threw a protesting look at the Knight King: "Do you want me to save him?!?" Arthur glared** Shi glanced at him: "Continue to treat, if he dies in the middle of my speech, it will be difficult to do." Merlin reluctantly continued to use magic to prolong Robert's life, using momentum magic to plug the wound, so that the wound on the tigerman's arm temporarily stopped bleeding.

"Woo woo" Robul's eyes were black, he had lost too much blood, and he knew he was about to die. His attitude gradually softened: "Okay, I'll surrender! Don't hurt Robert!" Unexpectedly, Arthur drew another sword and slashed the wall of Robel's other hand: "You forgot your politeness!" "Uh-ah!" Robble lost both arms and was almost in shock. But he kept his sobriety with strong willpower and finished Zuihou's words: "Please." Please let us go!" the Knight King was silent for a moment, as if thoughtful.

Then, in a slightly disappointed tone, he replied, "Good." I'll let you go. The Holy Spirit Crown on the Knight King's head flashed with a flash of light, and the two Holy Spirits who were still setting fire to the battlefield were immediately unsummoned and disappeared without a trace.

Arthur kicked Albert in turn, "Get up! I know you're not dead." Albert was still depressed, and wanted to lie down like this. However, it is true that he will not die. Even though he was seriously injured by a broken heart, the fluid energy in his body still supported the life of the tiger boy and quickly repaired the broken organs in a short period of time.

Arthur kicked again: "I cleaned up the Holy Spirit who set the fire, but the fire will not be simply extinguished." If you don't get up and find a way to put out the fire, just let the 300,000 orcs burn to death. I don't sympathize with them. Al got up while vomiting blood, but his eyes were blank: "Don't talk as if I have a way to put out fires." "Al" Roble pleaded in a low voice, "Please do something." The tiger boy turned his face away and avoided his father's gaze: "I hate you." Humans and orcs alike, they're all a bunch of damn bastards. "Then you're going to sit on the sidelines and let these damn bastards die. The Knight King sneered.

(It's because I can't do it, so I hate it.) Wang hit the nail on the head of Albert's mind: "The opposite of love is not hate, but indifference." If you still hate them, it means that you still care about them. The tiger boy was silent again. In that white mist, the wound on his chest was almost completely healed, and the speed of self-healing was comparable to that of a succubus.

After all, he sighed: "Knight King, I will settle this account with you one day." Then, spreading his huge white wings.

Take off in an instant!