Davidian's Holy Grail War

But given the current situation, we can't afford to think about that anymore. Alright, let's begin! Ritsuka, begin the summoning with magic output! Caster, hurry over there!

Caster immediately ran to the center of the summoning magic circle, while Ritsuka also raised his hand. The light of the Command Seal shone on the back of his hand as he began to chant the most orthodox Heroic Spirit Summoning Jutsu.

"You are bound by the three great spells for seven days."

"From the Wheel of Restraint, guardian of Libra!"

Chapter 379 The King of a Hundred Battles

The battle is now raging fiercely, and the Queen's army has no intention of holding back.

All the siege equipment forged by the Earth Clan was put to use. This time, it was not a random attack like before. David had made full arrangements and preparations. He planned to break through the city gates today and directly engage in street fighting, which would give full play to his advantages.

Bogzart was overseeing the entire battle on-site, while Woodworth's central force was still several kilometers away from his vanguard.

The thought of this made him feel uneasy. Although he said that this was his chance, this behavior was completely treating him as a traitor who might rebel at any time.

[Damn it! I'll show you how I take the head of the Prophet! Neither Woodworth nor that Davidian dares to look down on people like this.]

"Order the troops to advance! Ignore the stragglers coming out of the west gate! The defenses of the city walls outside the main entrance are almost at their limit. Send some agile scouts to infiltrate! Open the gates today; we're going to take Lentinium directly!"

Bogzart directly directed the battle on the spot, and the Round Table Army actually dispatched a force of two hundred men from the North Gate, East Gate and West Gate to fight outside the city walls.

This was undoubtedly an attempt to stall them here, but such an attempt seemed ridiculous to him.

Percival was nowhere to be seen fighting bravely on the battlefield. Just as David had predicted, he had gone out of the city to carry out a flanking maneuver.

But that would be foolish, since David An himself was leading the rear guard.

How could the white-lighted Percival defeat the evil dragon Lord Camelot? Bogzart couldn't imagine any chance of turning the tide, so all he needed to do now was tear apart the remnants of the Round Table Army before him.

But is such a battle truly meaningful?

But the same question still arose in Bogzad's mind: was it really necessary to continue this endless cycle of fighting in Britain?

Meanwhile, Woodworth, positioned in the center of the army, was observing the movements of the vanguard. Bogzart was taking this very seriously. Those mere Round Table scum couldn't stop him after all; this battle would surely prove his loyalty.

[That Davidian fellow really overthought things. Bogzart is, after all, a great fairy of the Fang Clan; how could he possibly defect to the Round Table Army at a time like this? It makes absolutely no sense.]

As Woodworth thought this, a human-like smile appeared on his enormous, beastly face.

After this battle, Bogzart, who has achieved great merit, will surely challenge for the clan chief's throne again. But that's alright. If he really wins this time, it's fine to let him be the clan chief for a while.

Anyway, there will always be new calamities and battles. We can just build up new achievements and take back the position of clan chief.

“That’s right, exactly. Anyone who dares to defy Her Majesty the Queen, who has protected Britain for 2000 years, is a sinner in Londinium! Bogzart, kill them all, leave no one alive!”

On the main battlefield, the Round Table Army is indeed feeling immense pressure. The battle lines have been stretched too thin, putting them under tremendous strain.

Even Gareth, who had just changed into his new uniform, felt that the fighting here was so intense that it was exhausting for them, and the others were almost at their breaking point.

"What is this thing? That Koyanskaya guy is selling weird stuff here again!"

As Senji Muramasa stabbed the tank with the tiger's head in front of him to pieces, he couldn't help but curse Koyanskaya a couple of times.

The pressure was already immense, and now they had to fight Koyanskaya's strange weapons.

"Ritsuka, Caster, are you done yet?" Da Vinci was trying her best to maintain the battle line with her equipment, but the battlefield was too big and her strength was limited.

Moreover, she is not yet an adult, so she cannot use a Noble Phantasm to clear the field.

At the same time, she was also considering whether to retreat given the current situation. But after a moment's thought, she realized that it wouldn't work; if she retreated now, the enemy would simply break down the door and enter.

They would be forced into the most brutal and least skilled urban warfare, and Lentinium might even be captured, leaving them as the siege force when Percival returns.

"Now we can only fight to the death, there is no retreat!" Muramasa had the same thought. His sword was covered in blood and grease. He didn't even know how many enemies he had killed so far in the battle.

It can only be said that there are really many enemies. Is this how the Round Table in British Pan-Human History fought against the mystical beings?

However, the situation on the ground continued to become increasingly unfavorable. In any case, the Queen's Army had the upper hand in terms of both numbers and the quality of its soldiers.

Not to mention that this time it wasn't just Bogzad's Queen's Army, but also a portion of the Fairy Knights trained by Davian were involved in the battle, putting immense pressure on Lentinium.

However, at this most desperate moment, when everyone was almost at the end of their rope, golden light descended from the sky.

"A light emanating from the very end! It is the anchor of the storm that tears the sky and connects it to the earth! Holy Lance, speak of this end! [The Lance that shines at the end!!]"

A dazzling golden light fell directly from the sky and pierced through the earth in front of everyone. Wherever the golden light passed, the fairies were almost killed or injured upon contact!

This was a situation that no one could have imagined, but anyone with a discerning eye knew who had come with this treasure!

The newcomer rode a handsome white warhorse, brandishing his golden spear with sweeping, powerful strokes among the Queen's army. Wherever the golden holy light touched, blood would inevitably splatter out.

She single-handedly turned the tide of the entire battlefield! The pressure on everyone was greatly relieved; they never expected such a turn of events!

"Everyone, sorry we're late!" Ritsuka and Caster ran up from behind, having put in a lot of effort to perform this Heroic Spirit summoning.

Even using Morgan's specially made summoning magic circle, they still had to perform several summons to establish a connection with the Pan-Human History Heroic Spirits in order to penetrate the wall of light protecting Britain.

But the result was obviously good. The white warhorse, the golden spear, and the crimson cloak—this was the perfect Servant for the current battlefield: Artoria Pendragon!

"I performed the summoning three times in total. The first two times, the magic circle was glowing so brightly that I thought it was going to succeed, but it went out in the end. I even thought it was going to fail, but it finally succeeded on the third time."

Oberon wiped the sweat from his brow; he had been incredibly worried. A failed summoning would have been dangerous, but thankfully, the outcome was perfectly fine.

Now that they have the help of Artoria Pendragon, a follower of Pan-Human History, there is absolutely no reason for them to fail here.

"Round Table Army! Advance! Push back against the enemy's formation, force them to engulf our central army, and then break through the central army in one fell swoop to strike at the heart of the enemy! Mages, protect the left and right flanks of the formation. Masters, use your Spirit Origin Shadows to cover our battle. Everyone else, follow me!"

Artoria raised the flag, and at that moment she even charged forward with a gun in one hand.

Inspired by her, the Round Table Army, whose morale had been quite low, was now energized! They had seen hope of victory!

The invincible Knight King is about to bring another victory!

Chapter 380 Wail

David's eyes widened; at that moment, his feelings were almost indescribable.

Anger, pain, and sorrow filled his heart.

What did these ungrateful beasts do? Whom did they summon?

"What a filthy and despicable bunch of bastards! Charge! Deploy all forces and crush them!"

Enraged, Davidian chose to go into battle. His side had a far greater advantage than the enemy, and he was now going to crush the ungrateful Round Table Army of Lentinium!

However, the sound of warhorses' hooves pounding the ground came from behind. David turned around in displeasure and found Percival gripping the Spear of Choice and charging toward him.

"Lord Camelot!" His roar drew all of David's attention to him. Although David was furious, he knew exactly what his mission was.

Even Artoria couldn't easily defeat Woodworth; the vanguard and center should be able to hold out. I'll just deal with Percival's assault team here first; this is nothing.

The Spear of Choice and the Dark Sword Moonshade clashed together, and at that moment, through the collision of the weapons, Davidan clearly felt the sorrow within the Spear of Choice.

Was Morgan feeling this way at that time? Was she really that sad?

Thinking about these things made him increasingly agitated.

The Dark Sword was swung even faster than before. Percival now understood why Davian had remained in his position as Lord of Camelot; it was simply too difficult to shake the presence before him in close combat.

"Only this much? That's all? Percival, what does all your effort over the years amount to?"

Davidon swung his sword sharply, deflecting the spear of choice that was thrust at him, and then kicked Percival off his horse. Percival rolled on the ground and charged at Davidon again with his spear. He couldn't just give up like that!

However, after a few more rounds of fighting, Davidian kicked him away again, but this time Percival did not pursue him further.

He didn't need to stay here any longer; now was not the time to defeat Lord Camelot. His task was to deal with Grand Duke Woodworth first.

Kundali, with remarkable intelligence, rushed to his side, helped him mount his horse, and charged towards the center of the army, along with hundreds of others.

Some of them volunteered to stay behind to block the Queen's army's rear guard, and their fearless fighting style made the group of fairy knights feel somewhat troubled.

However, the time that Percival had gained was more than enough. Artoria seized the opportunity when Davian failed to arrive at the vanguard in time and broke through the vanguard to advance directly on Bogzat.

She is like a giant bear charging across the battlefield; she is a queen and a colossal beast that neither fairies nor humans can stop.

Her immense power stunned Woodworth, who was in the center of the army. The aura emanating from that golden light was even similar to that of His Majesty Morgan. And who exactly was that person?

"I can't understand, I don't get it!" Woodworth roared, but he had already seen it. Bogzart was already fighting the newcomer, and he was clearly struggling and no match for him.

"Order! Central Army, advance!"

David, who could fly, arrived at his side faster than Percival, who could only run on the ground. His arrival also gave the order, and Woodworth looked up and let out an excited roar.

"Queen's Army! All troops advance! This is the final battle! Attack!"

Woodworth issued the order to war, and the entire central army marched forward with great excitement! They had been waiting for this for a long time, and now it was time to ignite their own flames of war.

But by the time they joined forces with the vanguard, it was too late. Bogzart had already been defeated and captured, though it was unclear whether he was truly outmatched or simply resigned himself to defeat.

But now that Woodworth and David have arrived, the Queen's army has not yet lost this battle.

Moonlight slashed at Lungominiad with all its might, but the golden light directly blocked the breath of the Deviant Evil Dragon.

At this moment, both sides were fighting with all their might. They knew each other too well; they were the closest of souls.

"Why did you answer their call! Why?! This is all so filthy, it shouldn't... it shouldn't have dirtied your hands! My King! My King!"

Davidian roared as he launched his attack, the roar echoing across the entire battlefield.

However, Ritsuka heard trembling and sobbing in the roar, a sound he had never heard before so heart-wrenching.

“David, my love! I have come to end your suffering, I have come for their future, to guide them. If you are in pain, if you seek relief, then I will come!”