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

Chapter 99 Who is right and who is wrong, leave it for future generations to evaluate (724)

"King Arthur, I'm not your subject. You don't have the right to order me now." Menechel opened his mouth, and his eyes were almost overflowing with pride.

"With such a number of people, I am enough alone."

Quietly waiting for Artoria's arrival.The great red sword in Menechel's hand shone with dazzling brilliance again, and it was gradually stained with a layer of cursed black amidst the bursts of red thunder.

time is limited.

Thinking of this, Menechel turned to look at the gradually encircling army. The scarlet light on his body began to shine, and the first enemy who approached was cut off with the falling of the heavy sword.

"My name is Saldishu Menechel, today and today, none of you can continue to pursue!" The voice resounded throughout the canyon.Menechel took a deep breath, and once again his whole body ejected and started, piercing into the enemy like an arrow from the string.

The front, the rear, and the surroundings are all enemies, and Menechel is like a cold wind blowing from the snowy mountains of Europa, walking among the shadows of swords, lights, and swords. There is only one person's charge and one person's war.

Every sword blade and every lance turned into tiny star dots under the high-speed charge, the howling cold wind was in the ears, and the blood was flying in front of the body.

Dots of Xingyu roared proudly and gradually approached, ravaging every inch of skin one after another and mercilessly.But compared with the pleasure of galloping, this little pain is just a trivial matter.

The skin on his body was torn apart and then healed, and it was torn off immediately after healed. Blood was sprinkled all the way along his charging pace, turning into the purest road of blood.

And the weapons blocking Menechel's path were shining brightly, scattered around the surroundings.Under the dazzling light, he recalled the years when he galloped on the battlefield in the past.

It is not clear when the enemy's rout began, but when faced with a powerful enemy that could not be knocked down by any attack, these temporarily formed mobs undoubtedly collapsed, and there was almost no resistance in the final cleaning process.

There are more fugitives than dead in battle.

The big sword in his hand was slowly drooping with his arms, and it was only then that Menechel noticed that his hands had been pierced by two javelins, not only in his hands, but also in all parts of his body.

He pulled out one after another without hesitation, and dropped them on the snow.

"Come back with me." At this time, Artoria also slowly walked towards Menechel. She was also seriously injured at this time, but she was much better than Menechel.

"I'm dying."

Menechel said so confidently.The red-black magic power became more and more shallow on Menechel's body, and gradually turned into a dark and dead air.

"Teacher Merlin will find a solution."

"The fact is that in the Europa Mountains, the traitor Menechel was killed by King Arthur in the chaos, and Camelot won a big victory." Menechel smiled noncommittally: "So now, can I ask you , Arturia, kill me, and then"

"Shut up!" Arturia's flushed eyes were blocked by the falling sea. She lowered her head and took a few steps forward, almost pushing in front of Menechel. She suddenly yelled loudly, two Grabbing Menechel's shoulder armor, he almost used the strongest command tone: "Come back with me!"

"The current Camelot needs a new pillar. This pillar is not me, not Mr. Merlin, nor Gawain Lancelot, but you, the King of Knights in Britain." Minechel put her hands on Artoria's On both shoulders, looking down at Artoria: "We will all betray, but the king will not, the king will always protect the country, so kill me and become the new - the strongest knight."

"Stop talking to yourself! Menechelle!" Artoria hit Menechelle's chest with a head hammer, but even such a powerless attack still made Minechelle take a few steps back .

Time is really running out.

He was sure again, so Menechel didn't hesitate anymore, he raised his sword and pointed the tip of the sword at Artoria.

"Sartish Menechel came to call for a fight, King Arthur dares to fight!"

Silence answered him, wordless, eternal silence.

"Let me see your strength! King Arthur!" Menechel laughed suddenly and rushed towards Artoria, the sword in his hand emitted bursts of black arcs again under the effect of the magic power.

Clang!
The collision of swords and swords, the two swords against each other, is like a fight when parting.

Menechel was forced back three or four steps by Artoria's sword. The pure force made Minechel feel a little numb.

It has been a long time since he was suppressed in a simple wrestling.

Menechel flicked her right hand, clenched her epee again and rushed forward, but Arturia had already rushed forward with her sword.

Menechel took advantage of Artoria's rushing force to avoid her sword attack, and with a moment's gap, the sword blade had already swung in front of the girl.

Without any hesitation, Artoria moved back to avoid Menechel's attacking sword, and stabbed Menechel with her backhand.Under Artoria's narrowed pupils, Menechel didn't make any defensive posture, he kept his hands flat and faced Wang Jian.

puff!

The sword finally pierced through Menechel, and the long-lost punishment finally came to the sinner.

The penetrating wound on the chest didn't heal on its own as before.His originally crimson eyes were getting darker and darker.The corners of Menechel's mouth curled up into a smile, and he closed his outstretched hands, gently hugging Arturia's body, and blocked the girl's forward pounce with his own body.

"The defaulter loses everything, don't worry about it, Artoria, you deserve my reputation." Minechel's body began to slide down, and his feet were a little weak, but Minechel Trying to put his head on Arturia's shoulders, he grabbed the girl's shoulders with both hands, but he still couldn't restore his weight that was getting heavier. He never thought that he was so weak.

"I'm sorry, Artoria. But as a knight, I also have an unyielding wish...that is, you, must live."

Menechel's gradually blank mind seemed to be a little more sober at this moment.The purpose of his coming this time is to fulfill his obsession—a pledge to protect him by his own actions.

Consciousness began to slacken, and there seemed to be whimpering in his ears, and then the voice began to amplify, turning into hysterical wailing.

His body slipped and lay on the snow, the world in front of him was pure white.A few snowflakes landed on his body, gradually burying him.

I remember once saying that once you set foot on the battlefield and kill the enemy with your sword, you have to be prepared not to come back, and the only thing a soldier belongs to is the battlefield.

"Finally I can take a little rest..."

Her figure floated in front of her eyes.The corners of the mouth were raised, and instead of feeling cold, it was very warm. The cold wind blew past, making it very comfortable.

Close your eyes, as if lying on the grass.Just like ten years ago, on that sunny afternoon, he met her for the first time.

　I don't know how you see it, anyway, I have tried my best
　　
　
(End of this chapter)