In front of the wooden house, a vague figure slowly emerged.

"Thunder Tengu of the East!" Sun Knight Gawain's hand was on the hilt of his sword: "Monster, you dare to appear in front of a valiant knight!" ”

"Gao Wenqing, don't be impatient!" King Arthur walked out: "This is Mr. Lowe's messenger, I feel his breath in this messenger's body. ”

Yalan didn't speak, and placed the witcher on his back on the ground.

As his figure dissipated, a note fell.

King Arthur picked up the note on the ground, only to see that it read: "Your Excellency, Your Excellency the Knight King, I must charge you a little interest for such a dangerous work." ”

The handsome king smiled bitterly, and the "interest" he said should be to protect the safety of this demon hunter on the ground.

Arthur is not ignorant of Kyle Vincent.

Recently in England, this witcher has been quite active, and has also caused a lot of trouble to the Holy See, there is no doubt that the other party is on the blacklist of the Holy See, and he has sheltered him, and he can be regarded as an enemy of the Holy See, which is contrary to their Knights of the Round Table's neutral position.

"However, I'm dying, so let's be willful!" A smile tugged at Arthur's face.

In Arthur's hand, a broken sword appeared, which was the sword in the stone before he obtained the holy sword, but in a duel, because he himself inadvertently broke the knight's oath, the holy sword broke, but even so, the sword in the stone still has good power.

As his words fell, knights in armor appeared one after another in the forest outside the wooden house.

"Your Majesty, the Knights of the Round Table have come in response to your call." A serious black-armored knight said respectfully, he was the Agguiwen of the Knights of the Round Table, the powerful knight in the fourth seat.

Behind him, there were seven knights, and these knights ranged in rank from the fourth order to the half-saint.

"King, the Knights of the Round Table are all listed except ......," said Agguiwen, "except Mordred......"

Mordred is known as the Rebel Knight, and although he is the last knight to join the Round Table and the last to join the Round Table, he is very strong and will not be weaker than Gawain, the Knight of the Sun, and Lancelot, the Knight of the Lake.

It was also he, at the end of the legend of the Knights of the Round Table, who raised the banner of rebellion.

In the Battle of Kamra, King Arthur killed him, but in the final blow, he was struck by the vital point, and the terrible wound on King Arthur's body was left by Mordred, who had actually died from Mordred's killer sword.

It's just that because of the blessing of the lake fairy, he can continue to survive, and it has become something similar to the union of heroic spirits and undead spirits.

It is precisely because of this that although King Arthur still retains the knightly name of Mordred after rebuilding the Knights of the Round Table, each generation of Mordred is an outlier among the Knights of the Round Table, extremely unsociable, and will inadvertently wander on the fringes of the Round Table Council.

"Mordred?" King Arthur sighed: "Forget it, let him go."

He glanced up at the terrifying energy turbulence on the heavenly dome: "Mr. Luo is still an uneasy guy, in just such a short time, it involves the lord of the Heavenly Divine Domain and the lord of hell, if they don't take some measures, the fog may all be destroyed in their battle." ”

It is not an exaggeration to describe the battle of the god level as the sky is falling apart, and for mortals, it is a natural disaster.

King Arthur plunged the broken sword in his hand into the ground, and a golden field unfolded, enveloping the wooden house, and then, the aura of a knight gradually became compatible with the field, causing the field to continue to expand, enveloping the entire fog.

Mortals are not aware of the existence of the realm, and the transcendents who use it will clearly perceive that they are trapped in a mysterious force, but this power is extremely powerful, powerful enough to envelop a city.

"We Knights of the Round Table have the duty of guarding the people of the Fog Capital, so it shouldn't be a violation of my knightly oath to do so!" King Arthur looked at the expanding realm and smiled: "With this Sacred Round Table Realm, it should be no problem to protect the fog in a short period of time." ”

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At the junction of the elven secret realm and the real world, the "elven king" Oberon, who was about to return to the city of giant trees, was blocked by a figure.

I saw a knight, carrying a giant sword, standing at the entrance of the elven secret realm, he was wrapped in crimson armor, and on the giant sword, crimson thunder arcs were constantly flashing with dangerous light.

"Elven King, Oberon?" Under the mask of the knight's helmet, a playful voice came out: "With a character like you, you are worthy of being called a 'king'?" But it's okay, I like to slay the king the most! ”

The knight looked at the elf king in front of him: "Someone told me that if you don't do anything superfluous, let me watch the play quietly, if you dare to stretch out your hand to someone who shouldn't be extended, then ...... Let me kill you! ”

"Who are you!?" Oberon's eyes were full of anger, his temperament was the most arrogant, and he couldn't tolerate others' doubts about him: "You are just a human at the level of a saint, do you know the consequences of being angry with a strong person in the royal realm!?" ”

"Heh, Wang Realm powerhouse? It's not that I haven't killed it! The knight said disdainfully, pointing his greatsword at Oberon: "Rebel knight, Mordred, False King, remember the name of the man who killed you." ”

As his words fell, a white "knight" chess piece appeared above his head, and Mordred's aura skyrocketed, reaching the realm of a holy king.

"Luo Yunzhou's lackey!" Oberon was shocked, he didn't expect that one of the Knights of the Round Table would also be Luo Yunzhou's Yiling chess player: "Even with the help of Yiling Qi, you are just like me, reaching the king realm, if you want to kill me, you are not qualified enough!" ”

"Pseudo-King, you know what? Among the Knights of the Round Table, there are two extremely special beings. Mordred said contemptuously: "One is King Arthur, who was fixed in time by the blessing of the nymph of the lake, and he stayed in the world for a thousand years, and the other ......"

Mordred's figure flashed in front of the elven king Oberon, and the giant sword flashing with crimson thunder slashed down, and Oberon hurriedly pulled out the two short knives at his waist to hold the giant sword, but his body was knocked out by a terrifying force.

A trace of shock flashed in Oberon's eyes, although the elves were not known for their strength, they were not just a powerhouse of the same level who could suppress him in terms of strength.

In the confrontation just now, the opponent's strength showed a crushing posture, and he had no room for resistance, coupled with the blessing of the opponent's strange thunder and lightning fighting energy, this knight named Mordred, the slash of this sword just now, was infinitely close to the realm of the Holy Emperor.

"How is this possible, you are only in the Wang Realm, how can you have such a strong force!?" Oberon didn't want to believe the facts in front of him, he himself was at the high level of the Saint King level, and there was no way that there would be any existence in the Emperor Realm or above that could suppress him.

"As I just said, among the Knights of the Round Table, one of them has survived from a thousand years ago to the present day, King Arthur." Mordred said: "The other one, it's me, the rebellious knight Mordred, every generation of Mordred is me, in this world, there has never been one rebellious knight, and that is me!! ”

Elven King, Oberon's eyes widened: "Could it be that you are ......"

"Haha, did you finally guess it, you're really dull, pseudo-king!" Mordred laughed: "That's right, I have been in this world for thousands of years as a heroic spirit, and heroic spirits will always be able to fight beyond the ranks!" ”

A crimson lightning burst out in an instant, and its speed far exceeded the reaction of the Elven King Oberon.

The moment he came back to his senses, the blade of the giant sword had pierced through his body, and then the lightning on the blade erupted, completely devouring Oberon, leaving only a few wisps of charred ash scattered in the wind.

"So dead?" Mordred said disdainfully: "It's still a strong person in the King Realm, it's really not beaten!" ”

The rebel knight put the giant sword on his shoulder again and disappeared into the dense forest, and at this moment, in a shadow, the figures of Luo Mingzhang and Aisha appeared.

"Unexpectedly, the elven king Oberon died here like this." The Blood Clan Maiden said: "I really didn't expect that even the Knight of the Round Table has a member who is Luo Yunzhou's spirit chess player. ”

When the elf king Oberon and Mordred were fighting, Luo Mingzhang and the two were not far away, and they could naturally feel strong energy fluctuations, Luo Mingzhang immediately used his soul power to hide the figures of the two and sneaked over.

Originally, they thought that after the elven king Oberon fought with an enemy of the same level, there was some opportunity to sneak up on him and destroy this nasty long ear, but in just a few breaths, this invincible guy was killed......

"Taking advantage of this opportunity, we quickly infiltrated the City of Giant Trees." Luo Mingzhang said: "The strongest of their elven clan has fallen here, this may be our opportunity." ”

Luo Mingzhang and Aisha, after passing through the gate of the elven secret realm and the real world, suddenly, a rich natural breath came to their faces, and in this secret realm, Luo Mingzhang also felt an extremely strong wood spirit aura.

It turns out that the life force that the Western world talks about is the energy of the wood attribute.

At this moment, a spirit sealing card automatically appeared, and the figure of the succubus Ivorya appeared.

"What are you running out for!?" Luo Mingzhang looked at his own imperial spirit, and his head was big for a while.

Ivria looked at Luo Mingzhang with a confused look: "Master, I feel that there is a familiar feeling calling me......"