Seven three-headed dogs of hell quietly appeared from the magic array on the ground, and the crows hovering in the sky became the only spectators in the scene.

In the distance, Morgan was trying his best to intercept the army of monsters that had come to the aid of the demon general, and the time was in a hurry, but Arthur seemed very calm.

Long golden hair fluttered in the wind, golden shavings of light flew around him, and the holy sword wrapped around the Wind King's enchantment, and even Niroste didn't know what Arthur was holding in his hand.

"Who the hell are you, seeing how handsome you look, if you choose to submit to me, maybe I can not kill you. The demon grinned ugly.

Arthur poked his forehead lightly with his left hand, a disdainful smile on the corner of his mouth. "Arthur Pendragon, from Farin. ”

Arthur?

Niroste frowned, how could this name sound familiar, but he couldn't remember it?

"If you haven't heard my name, then you should know my holy sword. Arthur lifted the Wind King's disguise, and a pure golden two-handed longsword gently poked into the ground, exuding a powerful sense of oppression.

A strong wind blew towards the demon general, and her eyes widened as she looked at the sword that she had never seen before, but which was not inferior to the coercion of the holy sword Durandell.

"Avalon, you're from Avalon!!" The demon general pointed at Arthur in surprise.

Arthur didn't say a word, and chanted the hymn in a low voice.

A powerful light came out of Arthur's body, and a golden magic array was under his feet, and a white dragon appeared above him, staring at the demon general.

The Wind King's enchantment turned into a blast of wind that enveloped Arthur's body, and the sharp wind pressure compressed into a powerful invisible wind blade.

The crows flying in the sky, oppressed by the dragon's power, did not dare to hover above Arthur's head, and hurriedly flew into the distance.

"To be honest, based on my observations in the past few days, you don't have much ability, although the necromancy is powerful, it has a certain amount of time to cast spells. Curses are almost useless to me, and you can't run away in Morgan's large enchantment. You have no choice but to die at my hands. ”

Niroste clutched the trident in his hand and shouted as he glared at Arthur and gritted his teeth. "Kill him. ”

Seven three-headed dogs of hell howled loudly and rushed towards Arthur together.

A firework killed countless necromantic armies and many necromantic powerhouses, and Nirost's mood now is like a dog, he is not distressed by the necromancer but by the few monsters she worked so hard to create.

Wait a minute..... Niroste looked into the distance, a grim smile on the corner of his mouth, fortunately, not all dead.

Arthur's eyes flashed with golden lightning and a hint of blood-red wildness, and the corners of his eyes flew with a dazzling light, and his body accelerated to the extreme.

The dog's paw slammed into Arthur, but when he was about to get closer, he retracted his paws, but slowly.

With a thud, one of the three-headed dogs, whose two front paws were severed by the invisible wind blade, let out a terrible wail, and quickly retreated.

The head on the left side saw a silvery-white phantom appear beside him, a flash of golden light.

Suddenly, the sky turned dark, there was a loud bang, and the dog's head fell to the ground.

The powerful dragon power suppressed the arrogance of the three-headed dog just now, and the silver-white figure slowly approaching in front of him was like a god of death, the golden light in his hand and the invisible wind blade around him were deadly weapons.

Fear !! suppresses all wild bloodlust.

"Ruin, you belong to the darkness, but you are afraid of a mortal?" Niroste shouted angrily to the summoned three-headed dog.

"What's the use of you scolding them, Long Wei's suppression of creatures is absolute. Arthur stood with his sword in hand. "To be honest, I originally thought that the people of the demon clan were very strong, but you did refresh my lower limit cognition a little. No wonder Roland chased you all over the continent. ”

"Do you think I'm really strong? I'm not good at fighting, but my necromancy can make you feel painful. ”

Niroste held out a finger to Arthur.

"Finger of Death"

A black aura of silence seemed to wither everything to the ground, Arthur's eyes froze, and his left hand slammed into the earth.

The earth cracked instantly, stirring up a cloud of smoke and dust.

The black glow dotted on the smoke, but instead of disappearing, it stained the entire area black.

Dazzling golden light ignited from the darkness and shot straight into the sky, and streams of powerful magic from the dark altar flowed into Nirost's body.

She flew into the air, holding out her hands to the three-headed hellhound she had just summoned.

The Cerberus fused into one, and its body suddenly expanded countless times, becoming a 9-headed monster, with its head held high and the moon ~~~

The aura of darkness obscured the sky and the sun, and the dark altar absorbed the dark power from all around and from the other dimensions, and transmitted it to Nirost.

As the distant barrier broke, irrepressible forces scattered everywhere.

"Idiot, do you think I can be a demon general, and I really don't have any strength at all?" Niroste flew in mid-air and looked at the faint golden light wrapped in endless darkness.

In front of Morgan was an endless army of monsters, and she looked worriedly at the old site of Lin Hai in the distance.

Arthur~~~

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Life is always at the smallest moment, bursting with its powerful and tenacious power. An ordinary mother can lift a car while saving her son.

Whoever says that a person who is small will not be great.

Whoever says that the small person must not be able to work miracles.

Whoever says that a spark cannot start a prairie fire.

The fire called hope is now burning on the earth, and this fire moves the soul of Lin Hai in the depths of the earth.

In the midst of endless darkness and chaos, they, or more appropriately they, saw a faint golden light.

A small soul long since disembodied, leaving the depths of the earth safe but hopeless, slowly upward, in order to approach the light.

That's hope, a small hope.

The surface of the earth is covered in endless darkness, and the soul that has lost the ability to think is only a small body of energy, but it does everything in its power to get close to the light.

The dark turbidity erodes the weak soul, ready to assimilate it and turn it into a resentful spirit.

Just as the weak soul was about to disappear, another soul merged with it, striking at the barrier of darkness.

And then more and more, more and more......

Arthur, who was surrounded by layers in the black mist, was struggling to support himself in the magic shield of King Herod's realm, and the phantom of the white dragon outside was also fighting with unknown monsters.

He never gave up for a moment inside, let alone admit defeat, and the brilliance of the holy sword did not stop shining.

The soles of his feet suddenly flew with countless fireflies, impacting the black mist.

At that moment, ten miles of land, countless golden soul energy flew out from the ground, and they slowly merged into the holy sword, and the powerful energy almost made Arthur unable to lift the holy sword.

Two pairs of women's hands, holding Arthur's hands. One pair is a pure golden soul body, and the other is a pair of plain hands with residual warmth.

"Morgan, doesn't it matter outside?" said Arthur as he looked at the golden phantom and said to Morgan on the other side.

"Of course I can't stand it, I can't kill her, we all have to die. Morgan looked at the demon flying in the air.

"Then kill her and gather the strength of the three of us. Arthur looked at Niroste and slowly lifted the golden pillar of light that soared into the sky.

Isn't three two? Morgan held the holy sword.

"EXcalibur!!" Arthur, Morgan, and the golden shadow swung their swords together.

Niroste's eyes widened as he watched the approaching power. "The power of the earth, the authority of the king, you ......" Before she could finish speaking, her figure was disillusioned in the light, and the black barrier outside the dark altar lasted only a few moments before it was completely destroyed.

"Thank you, Great Knight. The golden phantom gently kissed Arthur's forehead, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a stream of fireflies and flew into the sky before his eyes.

Arthur whistled softly, "Princess Linhai is so beautiful. ”

Morgan frowned and glanced at Arthur and the golden energy flying around him, "What do you see, hurry to the battlefield." ”