The immortal death knight failed to achieve the ending of the heroic spirit

Chapter 478 Camelot Part
It was as if it was just a blink of the eyes. Before I closed my eyes, there was still a peaceful greenery outside the city of Camelot blending in with the strong spring breeze. When I opened my eyes again, there were countless more trees on the plain outside the city. Finely divided dense black spots.

The loud shouts of killing came from far away from the plain.

"Nokenalei has rebelled! Inform Her Majesty the Queen!"

A hoarse cry echoed through the iron walls of Camelot.

Although there have long been signs that Noknare has been preparing troops outside Camelot City, it is still incredible to see this scene now.

Britain has been at peace for two thousand years since the Queen launched the Winter War to establish a unified country. No goblin thought that war would really happen to them.

There was no smoke, no vision, not even the continuous drizzle. On such an ordinary morning, which was no different from usual, under the brilliant sunshine, the rebellion took place.

The fang goblins guarding the city came to their senses at the reminder of the queen knight. With the sound of machine guns, the city gate was closed with tightened chains, and countless arrow clusters were released from the city wall.

However, the number of coalition forces far exceeded the expectations of the defending goblins.

Tens of thousands of people outside the city stepped on the ground with hundreds of thousands of feet, and the city walls seemed to be pulsing with tremors. The military formation that maintained the charging formation could not be called fast, but it was a dense mass of darkness. Two teams on the left and right were approaching Camelot City. , the arrows were just a drop in the bucket for such an army, and most of them were blown away by a gust of evil wind before they even got close to them.

That was Noknare's fairy realm. Although leaving Edinburgh had reduced her abilities, it was still extremely easy for her to cover this army.

Noknare was riding a white horse alone at the front of the army, looking at the white jade city wall so close at hand, her eyes brightened.

boom!
The next moment, an exaggerated deep pit was sunk into the city wall in front of her. The cut surface was smooth, and there were wisps of white smoke rising from the remnants of high temperature in the depression.

But Nokenalei still couldn't help but click her tongue, because she clearly saw that the traces she had just left were eliminated in the next moment like going back in time.

"really."

She sighed lightly and showed a look of "as expected".

She had heard from Artoria's companions long before the expedition that the walls of Camelot retained the style of Onik, with roots of thousand-year-old oak trees mixed between the solid marbles. Even if they were destroyed with magic or swords, If you go to chop and chisel, as long as it is not instantly ground into powder without even particles, it will be regenerated immediately.

She reined in the reins, and the war horse hovered in front of the city wall. The recovered fairy realm turned to defense and tore apart the dense arrows.

She was about to give the order when the beautiful sunlight shining directly on her cheek was suddenly shrouded in a shadow.

The continuous arrows stopped at this moment, and an air current stronger than her fairy realm was pressed down from the sky.

Before Noknare could see clearly what it was, a flash of blue light exploded in front of her eyes.

Clang!
The fairy realm that had been protecting the central military formation was shattered with the fall of Noknare.

"I actually survived the attack. Is it because of this weird ether?"

It was a clear voice with no hint of joy or anger.

"I didn't expect that the most elegant knight in the entire Fairy Kingdom turned out to be just a rat who likes to sneak attacks." Noknare stood up from the ground and looked at the beautiful blue fairy hovering in front of her.

There was a faint bloodstain on her face. The bloodstain followed the armor she was wearing. Blood beads overflowed from her exposed skin, but her mount was not so lucky. The white war horse was cut in half lengthwise. , the incision was scorched by the high-heat magic and not even a trace of blood could flow out.

The elf Lancelot's eyes hidden under his visor narrowed, and the next blue light came one after another, and the lake-colored light blade rubbed the air out of the sound barrier. This time Noknare saw clearly the movement of the elf Lancelot, but she did not have the confidence to block it.

Facing the strongest person in the Fairy Kingdom, Nokenale didn't have the thought of "Huh? I'll fight the Fairy Orchid?", but she could only raise her arms to block the door in front of her.

Fortunately, the sword did not fall on her.

The strong wind created by the collision of magic power and magic power blew the tips of Noknare's hair into chaos. Before the light blade fell on Noknare's face, it was stopped by a Japanese sword from the side.

"Senko Muramasa."

The elf Lancelot looked sideways at the red-haired man who inserted himself between her and Noknare from the side, and the corners of her mouth turned down. She looked around and didn't see Arturia.

"It seems that the Son of Prophecy is not here."

Although she said this, the fairy Lancelot quietly breathed a sigh of relief - she did not want to face the son of prophecy. But I don’t have so many worries about Chiko Muramasa.

The stiffness between the two sides was only temporary. As the light blade pressed down, the aura of the fairy Lancelot suddenly increased. She maintained a one-handed chopping posture. The hand of Qian Zimura, who was in contact with her arm blade, was suppressed. It started to tremble a little bit as it went down.

With the crackling sound, Qian Zicun was dodging and retreating amid the fragments of the sword blade. However, the elf knight, relying on its high mobility advantage, would not let him go so easily. The flashing sword body chased after him. This was too familiar. The position made Chiko Muramasa's eyes twitch.

He held his left hand again and pulled out a knight's sword out of thin air to block it in front of him, but this time the hasty attack didn't last even a second before it was cut by the rotating blue lake light. The light blade pierced Qianzi Muramasa's shoulder, and the explosive magic power nearly tore his left arm into pieces. However, he stopped retreating at this moment. The huge force on his shoulder made Qianzi Muramasa Zheng's upper body was leaning back - so he simply fell backwards. The elf Lancelot immediately adjusted his posture and turned lightly in mid-air like a dancer. The light blade of his right arm was stuck on the shoulder of Qianzi Muramasa, and another blue light came out of his left hand and headed towards the throat of the man beneath him.

The blade failed to fall, and the strangely flowing air in front of him caused the blade to turn and block him before it slashed. The next moment, the gun blade collided with the sword body, causing harsh friction. Among the scattered sparks, the demon Lancelot's magic power suddenly weakened.

boom!
This time it was actually the goblin Lancelot who backed away. Her figure turned lightly in mid-air and then hovered in mid-air. The visor disintegrated under her control, revealing the complicated expression underneath.

"Percival..."

She looked down at the white-armored knight who was lifting Qianzi Muramasa up. Her eyes fell on the dazzling half of white hair among the black hair. She pursed her lips several times but failed to make a sound.

boom!
Just in the brief gap of her hesitation, there was an eardrum-tearing explosion from somewhere behind her right, and the city gate on the east side of Camelot was pierced by a beam of blue aurora. The gate, which had lost its restraint, was rushed open the next moment by the coalition soldiers with deafening shouts of killing.

——Is the Child of Prophecy actually here?

The elf Lancelot suddenly realized that Noknare's lead was just a bait to attract her.

The Camelot goblins defending the city lost the barrier of the fortified city and were forced to engage in close combat with the approaching coalition forces. They had an advantage in terms of armor and physical fitness, but only in terms of numbers, hundreds of goblins faced off against the adults. Thousands of soldiers were about to collapse.

"The city of Camelot has been captured!"

"The city of Camelot has been captured!"

"The city of Camelot has been captured."

Three consecutive announcements were heard over and over again among the coalition forces of the King's Clan, each time the volume was louder than the last.

"Elf Knight Lancelot!"

This roar of strong questioning diverted her attention from the other side. Then she watched with horror as Percival raised his pure white spear of choice.

"What are you doing! My work is limited to the Children of Prophecy, Noknare and Chaldea, and you don't-"

"I'm not an exception, it's all the same."

"Whether it is a child of prophecy or a resident of the outside world. Work hard to firmly believe in the right way and help like-minded people! Risk your life to support your companions who have gathered here for the same glorious purpose! This is a knight! This is--I am in the Holy What you and Woodworth taught me!"

"Grow into a knight worthy of the chosen spear, and become a replacement for the prophesied child!"

Being stared at by such sharp eyes, the goblin Lancelot also showed obvious wavering: "Six years ago, once, I'm afraid I used it once against Woodworth. In this way, you have used the selection method twice. If you use the gun again, you have to——"

"It doesn't matter."

Percival responded to the goblin Lancelot without fear.

"The determination and bravery of Knight Gareth, the struggle and fighting of Knight Menechel, the sacrifice and fearlessness of Sage Grim, and the atonement and courage of Lord Boggart all rest on this gun."

"This third shot should have been used in the battle against disaster, but the efforts of my companions allowed me to survive."

"Morgan's defeat is a foregone conclusion. At this time, I will never allow you to stop them. Fairy Knight Lancelot, if at this moment, you still regard yourself as the queen's knight and stand on your own, if you still If you are stubborn, I can only correct your mistake now! I will never forgive you!"

He looked at the determination in his eyes, at the short hair that was still tall and straight even though it was gray, and at the chosen gun that seemed to be burning like the flame of Percival's life.

'Yes, that's the look. '

Listening quietly to Percival's lengthy speech, the goblin Lancelot never had even the slightest intention to attack.

'Even children who are recruited based on dirty thoughts do not need to be tainted in mind and behavior. '

'Percival is such a human being, restraining himself with the most standard knight and growing up with the brightest mentality. And precisely because of this, I don’t want to lose you here. '

The fairy Lancelot's eyes moved downward unconsciously. Suddenly, the light blade under her arm armor suddenly shattered. Without any warning, she rushed straight into the sky.

'It doesn't matter, even without me, His Majesty Morgan can still easily deal with these intruders. '

When she came to her senses, she had already flown into the clouds.

(End of this chapter)