Comprehensive Crown King System

The cyan spear body showed a spiral pattern, and the holy spear was not shining, but the huge blood energy on the spear body made it impossible to ignore this peerless weapon.

"A bit... too much?" If it were aimed at the earth, it might pierce the two segments of the planet.

The faint words came from the helmet of the king of knights, and there seemed to be a little helpless tone.Arthur realized what a crazy thing he had done before.

Good thing I didn't miss out...

Is it that strong after liberating the three seals? ! ...

The power is only when it is in the hands of the old sword... 720

Although surprised, Arthur seemed to understand something.

The material of the weapon itself is limited, and most weapons cannot withstand the powerful attack of Arthur's accumulated large amount of magic power.

As the top Noble Phantasm in the holy spear, the 'Pillar of Light' that maintains the world, Lungomiad just allows Arthur to unleash his power.

Rama's magic power is several times that of the godslayer, so why not Arthur.

Instead of relying on the power of the covenant like Rama, Arthur's magic all stems from the accumulation of his several worlds.

Even the liberation of three seals has brought the holy spear into full play, comparable to the six liberations of the old sword or even more liberating attacks.

It is not only the holy spear that is powerful, but also Arthur who uses the holy spear.

If he uses the Sword of Salvation, Rama can also unleash that kind of slash, but it's definitely not that easy.

At least Rama can't swing such a slash at will, otherwise, before Arthur can be defeated, the last king may lose his strength and die first.

It is because it cannot be so easily and wishfully defeated the power of everything, that it cannot be recognized and cannot be understood, so it is shocking.

Rama finally understood why this man was also valued by mythology.

The last king is the strongest steel...

Maybe...he really isn't the strongest!Rama's body suddenly became extremely heavy!

(Old Sword: Eat my stab!! Old Mordred: Give back your daddy's sword!!).

Chapter [-] The limits of oppression and the oppressed!

Chapter [-] The limits of oppression and the oppressed!Chapter [-]: The Limits of Oppression and the Oppressed! . "Ah... ah ah!" As if the voice was stuck in the throat.

St. George looked at the pale silver knight in front of him—full of unbelievable oppressive aura.

He seemed to recognize Arthur for the first time, this terrifying to despair strength.

"Just now... what is that!!" St. George's eyes were filled with unimaginable fear.

Arthur Pendragon, the red dragon of Britain? !What a joke, how holy is he.

"That!! That's the gods!! The king of the gods!! The hero of the sword!! Ahhh!!" St. George roared frantically with his hands on his face.

A roar full of despair and anger like a beast, how could such a thing be accepted!

This desperate sound like a clown's curtain call made those who survived instantly sober up.

Welleslaner's face also lost the smile. "Our strength and glory...is it so unbearable!"

In the past, it was enough for him to fight and let him enjoy the sword gods who pursued the fun of battle...

Those sword heroes who have created countless great achievements and myths and are sought after and loved by the world.

The dignity and glory of all the strong are now in ruins along with this land.

So powerful... so powerful it's terrifying.It's too bad... it's a terrible loss! !He was lucky to survive like an ant.

Even the god of war, who pursues defeat, does not want to face such an existence.

Welleslaner pursues the process of defeating a formidable foe.

If the strength is similar, if they are defeated, the war god will be pleased or unwilling, but at least the battle can be enjoyed once.

However, this kind of battle that crosses the level of heaven and earth...

"Are you trying to scare me to death with your bluffing power?!" The helmet like a dragon's head and a lion's head lifted slightly.Arthur pulled the reins of East Stallion, and the horse in silver-white armor took a few steps forward slowly.

The hooves and the earth made a mighty thumping sound.

The sun shines through the clouds on the burly armor, the backlit side hidden in shadow.

Under the illumination of the light, a faint red light could be seen in the knight's right eye.

Those sharp eyes were like divine knives slicing through St. George's skin, but the calm voice made St. George go crazy.

"You..."..."

Why...why didn't King Arthur's body fall, why did the gods disappear...

"Impossible..." St. George murmured, taking a step back in fear, there must be some deceiving trick in it.

Such a counterintuitive and inexplicable mysterious power.In this eerie calm, there was only the fear of St. George stabbing his back like an icicle.

All the evidence is proving the authenticity of the scene just now.The fiery aura washed away by the beam of light that has not yet dissipated in the air.

This turbulent, turbulent sea... This is a huge wound caused by the holy spear.The ocean is howling in pain.

Arthur rode East Stallion to his side slowly, and St. George's blood almost solidified.