As Saber shouted, a huge golden light suddenly poured out from the sword of victory she had raised.

With the golden light as the center, a huge storm was set off all around, blowing away several gargoyles who wanted to come over.

Even the black fog in the sky was pierced by this golden light, and the golden light illuminated the surrounding area of hundreds of meters as bright as day.

Then, that golden light smashed down, with the momentum of destroying everything, directly submerging the Dread Demon King.

Rumble!

Like a missile landing, the golden light, the explosion, the Dreadlord was in it, and let out a scream of pain.

"Ahhh

The violent screams made the surrounding gargoyles can't help but fight a cold battle in unison, and even shivering in the air, and the attack on the stragglers is also a little weaker.

"Good! So powerful! ”

"Is this the strength of the king?"

I'm afraid this is much more powerful than those superheroes in New York.

It feels like there is no superhero who can unleash such a powerful energy attack except for the electric light man who can discharge electricity.

Until now, the dignified Asgard Thunder God Thor is still just a mythical figure, and there are people who know him, but he is not as well-known as in the original book.

At least not as famous as the electric light people.

However, even the electric light man and Thor can't burst out with such a robbery attack.

All the stragglers who saw that golden light all had a bit of collective mastery.

The same thought arose in my heart.

'Such a powerful warrior, this blonde girl with a dull hair on her head, will be our hero in the future. ’

'No, not just a hero, he will henceforth be our king, the king of all Great Britain!' ’

At least these people have unilaterally had such thoughts in their hearts.

The brilliance of the Ying should be restored by King Arthur, who has great martial arts, not by some old people who are too old to succeed to the throne.

On the other side, after releasing a big move, Saber was holding his sword in both hands, panting with a hard face.

She overestimated the ability of her body a little, and at the same time underestimated the consumption of the ultimate.

So much so that after one move, the whole person fell into a state of weakness, and the consumption of mana was extremely serious, and he almost couldn't even maintain the existence of his body.

In the face of such a strong opponent, she can only do one for one.

"Whew!"

"Hah!"

Saber picked it up and looked up in the direction of the Dreadlord on the other side.

Just now, it should be enough to solve the big guy on the other side, as long as he is solved, even if he dissipates immediately, there is nothing.

The remaining army of gargoyles and skeletons will soon be wiped out by the Knights of the Round Table.

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This huge crisis that enveloped the whole of London, and almost developed into a huge one, affected the whole of Britain, and it was easily resolved.

"Even if I can't see the future of this world, if I can do something for her, I have to taste it."

Saber said softly in his heart.

At the same time, the smoke and dust on the opposite side gradually dissipated.

In the smoke and dust, the Dreadlord was also half-kneeling, his body covered in scorched and dilapidated marks.

The ultimate move just now did a lot of damage to him, even this body that could harden Thor's hammer couldn't bear it, and now he was dying, and there was only one breath left.

'King! I'm going to go first, the day when this world is shrouded in darkness and returns to the hands of our dark elves, I'm afraid I won't see it. ’

The Dreaddemon reached out in the depths of the black mist, as if he wanted to pass on his faith to Malekith at the last moment.

Then, as if he had seen a man with loose hair and riding a tall skeletal goat in the black mist, slowly walked out.

"Wang, is this my hallucination?"

The Dreadlord looked up, and saw Malekith raise his blue greatsword towards him.

"No, I'm here to answer you!"

As he spoke, Malekith swung his sword at the Dreadlord, and a cloud of light like fell on the Dreadlord in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, the scars on the Dreaddemon King's body began to recover rapidly, and the mental state of the whole person was also greatly improved and improved.

And the stool in Malekis's hand was thrown at the Dreadlord as if he didn't want money.

In just a dozen seconds, the Dreadlord got up again, almost resurrected in place.

Malekith, the death knight, although he only has a resemblance and no connotation, this 'death winding' move can be achieved through the power of aether particles and black mist.

'Death Coil' was originally a Death Knight ability, the ability to restore health to undead units, or deal damage to enemies.

Heal the Dreadlord's injuries, just enough to use.

Seeing Malekith's appearance, Saber's heart sank.

This steady guy who rides a tall sheep and has a master's temperament, his strength probably doesn't look worse than that of the Dreadlord Demon King.

However, her magic power has been exhausted, and she may be in danger of dissipating at any time, which is really not enough to unleash another sword of vowed victory.

Then, when Malekith used Death Entangle to recover from the Dreadlord's injuries, Saber was a little desperate.

I tried my best, thinking that I had replaced the opponent, but the opposite side easily recovered as before, how to fight this battle?

Is it really going to fail?

At that time, Britain was in its own hands and finally went to extinction.

Today, will Great Britain, a thousand years later, also perish again in front of itself?

Saber is unwilling, really unwilling.

She couldn't accept two failures.

Gritting his teeth, Saber stood up again, the sword of victory in his hand.

Before the sword, what was lost was the magic power, and when the magic power was exhausted, her body would dissipate, but her soul would return, waiting to be summoned again.

But this time, she was ready to use her soul to swing a sword.

Gambling everything, even if the soul dissipates, even if she will never see this land again, even if her existence is forgotten, she will resolve the disaster in front of her and defeat all enemies.

"King!"

Merlin, who was in the distance, keenly aware of Saber's intentions, shouted in horror.

"Ya Yan Butterfly Gu Da Sayin!"

"Your magic power has been exhausted, so you will die, your soul will be extinguished, and there will be no trace of disappearing!"

"Stop, it's not worth it, it's a big deal, let's go back first and wait for the next chance!"

Merlin's words instantly made the stragglers around him understand what that silly girl wanted to do.

In order to save them, in order to save Obiying, does she want to sacrifice everything she has, including her soul?

"Is this the spirit of the king, this is the real king!"

"King Arthur, this is our King Arthur, this is the spirit of Yingying, my king!"

"My king!"

In the crowd, there was a cry.

The legend of King Arthur, the people she leads, and the current people with the British, whether they are the same nation or not, at this moment, it is completely irrelevant.

Right now, the saber in front of them is their only faith.

In the face of Merlin's obstruction and the shouts of the people, Saber turned his head, and for the first time, a smile appeared on his face.

"The glory and faith of Britain needs someone to pass it on, you have done better than us, please continue to maintain it in the future!"

After saying that, Saber no longer hesitated, and directly began to burst out of his last stubbornness.

On the other side, a mocking smile appeared on the terrifying and ugly face of the Dreaddemon King.

"You can't kill me once, and you still can't kill me again!"

"Stupid human, you go to hell with your stupidity!"

With a shout, the Dreadlord flapped his wings directly, lowered his head and rushed in the direction of Saber.

And Saber also resolutely raised the sword of victory of the oath in his hand, and the light on the sword once again illuminated the black mist.

And this time, I don't know if it's an illusion, Merlin and the others, as well as the stragglers, seem to feel that the golden light on the sword is bigger, longer, and stronger.

But Merlin and the Knights of the Round Table unconsciously shed tears at this moment.

This is the last sword that their king unleashed with his burning soul.

Those stragglers, also driven by them, couldn't help but wet their eyes.

They had barely been given a king who could lead them back to glory.

But in the blink of an eye, the king was about to be completely lost.

This huge gap made many people almost collapse on the spot.

The golden light illuminated everyone's eyes, and there seemed to be a ghost in the sight of the tearful lake.

Or, even, hallucinations?

At this moment, everyone seemed to see that behind the petite girl, a tall figure appeared.

The two of them clasped hands together, making the light on the sword of victory of the oath even more dazzling and stronger.

“excalibur！”

A male and female accent shouted as loudly, and the golden sword fell, slashing at the head of the Dreadlord who rushed towards him.

Rumble!

The powerful shock wave like a nuclear bomb explosion directly blew away the gargoyles besieging everyone, and the stragglers were also blown around, but fortunately, with the protection of the Knights of the Round Table, none of them flew out.

But one by one, the hair was blown like a broom, and individual coats were blown away.

But everyone was in no mood to care, and they all opened their eyes and looked in Saber's direction.

I want to see if their king is still there, and I want to know if the glory that belongs to them will come again.

Then, they saw that on the battlefield, Saber stood upright with his sword drawn, not only did his face not lose the weakness he had just had, but even the makeup of the whole person did not look like he had just experienced a battle.

That relaxed look seemed to say, I could fight all day in such a fight.

Behind her, there was no one at this time, and the ghosting and accent of the man just now seemed to be really just everyone's hallucination.

"What's going on?"

The stragglers turned to look at Merlin in confusion.

I don't know when it started, Merlin seems to have been transferred to a battlefield commentator, just like the role of a narrator that will appear in all literary works, giving everyone the moves and will of the King of Science and Technology.

"Your Excellency, my king, what is the situation now?"

Many people asked anxiously.

Merlin's mind was actually full of question marks.

She saw it more clearly than these mortals, and knew clearly that the current Saber not only did not have any traces of burning souls, but even the magic power had completely recovered to the point of abundance.

And these are probably all related to the man who appeared behind him just now.

There is no successful queen behind him, there is a man who supports him!

Who is that man, the lord of my king? ’

Merlin and these people are heroic spirits, who appeared because of the danger of the country and the call of Saber, but they are not like Saber.

They were only summoned for this war, but Saber has a master in this real world.

As long as the Master wants, she can replenish her magic infinitely, and she will continue to exist.

Before, she didn't see the Master, and Merlin thought that something had gone wrong, or that Saber's Master had died in battle, and there was no way to restore her magic power, so she had to fight alone.

Now it seems that not only is the master not dead, but his magic is still very powerful.

The sword just now, even if it didn't burn the soul, the attack was not as powerful as the previous one.

It's just that in this case, the lord or something, can't tell the people directly, otherwise, it will damage Saber's image in their hearts.

Thinking of this, Merlin quickly made up a nonsense in his heart.

"My king, her sincerity, her belief in saving the country, and her feat of saving the people, have touched the gods, and this is the great power that the gods have given her since time immemorial!"

Merlin's words directly covered up Su Ye's existence, and attributed all the credit to Saber's sincerity and belief.

Anyway, the master just appeared for a moment, and then disappeared, and I don't know where I went.

Merlin, in his opinion, since he didn't want this glory, it was all on Saber.

Anyway, this would have been her glory, a tribute to the people of Britain who had been more than a thousand years late.

"My king is the savior, whether you are a demon or an alien, get out!"

"My king is mighty!"

"Long live my king!"

The lively and exciting shouts were completely different from the atmosphere of everyone just now, as if they had won the battle and wiped out all the enemies in the black fog and the black mist.

In fact, Saber had only defeated a Dreadlord, and on the other side, there was a non-weak-looking Malekith on the other side.

The Dreadlord fell to the ground, his body was shattered and broken, and even Malekith's death entanglement could only give life to the living, but there was no way to resurrect the dead.

At the end of the day, they're not really undead.

There was no expression on Malekith's zombie-like face, but his scarlet eyes were full of murderous intent.

Saber killed the Dreadlord, not only as his best friend and beloved for thousands of years, but also as his support for restoring the glory of the dark elite.

As a result, he was killed in such a light way.

Looking at Saber's calm and relaxed appearance now, there is really no problem with the light description.

Naturally, Malekith could not accept such a result.

With his order, all the skeleton armies gathered in an instant, including the gargoyles, all the natural disaster armies, gathered here and surrounded Saber.

At the same time, the entire range of black fog was also rapidly decreasing, and the black fog was constantly converging towards Malekis's body.

Malekith also understood that in the face of such a powerful personal force, miscellaneous soldiers and territory were useless, and only when his personal strength became strong and this stumbling block was removed, he could continue the next step of his plan.

As the black mist entered his body, Malekith's body also began to grow significantly, from riding a sheep more than two meters tall, to quickly becoming more than ten meters tall.

Even people and sheep have turned into huge and terrifying monsters.

"You, damn it!"

Malekith shouted, and the sound resounded like the bell of Big Ben.

And the big sword in his hand also became seven or eight meters long at this time, like a door panel, and slashed at Saber.

Saber jumped sideways and dodged the heavy slash of the sword, but the ground where she was originally standing was instantly cut out of a huge pit more than ten meters deep and hundreds of meters long.

It seemed that the entire earth was going to be cut in half by him.

Such a huge force is even stronger than the previous Malekis, and Saber has no way to resist it.

And Saber didn't mean to fight with Malekis, and his body kept jumping around quickly, dodging Malekis's attacks.

However, Malekis's great sword is like an invincible siege weapon, and everywhere it passes, whether it is buildings or steel facilities, it is all turned into tofu scum.

A building with more than a dozen floors can be smashed with a sword, and the parking lot of Nuoda, with a sword, is completely slashed and exploded.

When the Dreaddemon King was there just now, everyone didn't fully see his attack, and they didn't have any strong feelings.

But when Malekith let go of his hands and feet, everyone knew that even without those skeletons and gargoyles, this knight alone might not take an hour to demolish all the buildings in the entire London, an area of nearly 1,600 square kilometers.

What is real fear, this is real fear.

With such a powerful and terrifying force, can Saber still defeat the other party smoothly like before?

And as the black fog retracted, the outline of the entire London city area also appeared in everyone's sight again.

This time, not only the stragglers present, but almost all of them saw the huge black monster in the center of the city, which was destroying everywhere.

The powerful destructive power has shrouded everyone's hearts with a layer of haze.

At the same time, they all saw the blue figure who was flexibly dodging under the attack of the black monster, and at the same time did not forget to try to fight back.

Soon, the official helicopter lifted off, and the camera above was far away in the direction of the two people.

Saber's image, once again, appears in the eyes of people all over the world through the lens.

"It's the retrograde performance artist, the coser of the second disease!"

Only then did everyone find out that that person was the girl who had led people retrograde to the black fog before.

The hero who slashed a skeleton to death with a sword, but the skeleton never got back up again.

"What is the second disease, I said it a long time ago, she is a hero, and she is the savior of our Yingying!"

"That's it, that's our pride!"

"That's King Arthur, it's our legend, it's our pride, it's our king!"

"She defeated the monster in the black mist, and even did not hesitate to burn her own soul, such a great hero, no one can blaspheme!"

"Thank you, my king, if it weren't for her, not only us survivors, but even you outside the black fog would be victims of the black fog monsters sooner or later."

"My king's name is Artoria Pendragon, the legendary king of Britain, and now, she has reappeared to save our Great Britain."

The stragglers who followed Saber finally connected to the Internet, and after posting the scenes they had taken in the black fog and their experiences on the Internet, everyone finally knew Saber's identity.

"Artoria Pendragon? King arthur? The legendary hero who drew the sword in the stone, the legendary, the Britannia? ”

"Why a woman? How can a woman ......"

"Who said that a woman can't become a king, do you want to deny the history of our Ying for decades?"

"The history of King Arthur only exists in legends, and it is normal for legends to be false, and there will be gender errors."

"Then you believe that that man is really King Arthur?"

"Thor can appear, why can't King Arthur!"

"That's right, that's King Arthur, whether she's male or female, she's enough to be admired by all of us with her ability and faith!"

With Merlin's explanation in the video, as well as Saber's performance, King Arthur's identity was quickly accepted by everyone.

And everyone, along with the straggler survivors, shouted a slogan in praise of Saber!

"Long live my king!"

"My king is mighty!"

Similar calls and praises instantly swept the entire network and spread to the whole world.

And as the sword of victory of the oath in Saber's hand once again lit up with a golden light, and slashed down with a single sword, the black monster that almost smashed the main city of London in half.

These praises have also reached an unprecedented high.

So much so that all the people who brought the British also had the idea of 'wanting King Arthur to continue to lead the country' at this moment.