I Will Always Be a Partner of Justice

It was a pure golden holy sword without any impurities, reflecting Wang's firm heart.

Without swearing victory, the star's golden sword became a pure king's sword.

In terms of performance, this sword may not have changed much, but the golden sword body is the embodiment of the king's spirit.

The wings of [Evil] appeared from behind the king, and flew towards the white dragon.

He's going to cut off that dragon horn, that holy lance Rungomigniad!

"Hoo hoo hoo hoo-!"

The white dragon roared and fired directly at Wang.

The storm is mixed with thunder, and the pillar of starlight vents the power of the gods.

Wang turned sideways and dodged.

The white dragon opened its mouth wide, and the breath of the dragon with a strong magical aura came towards him.

Caught off guard, Wang put the scabbard across his body and wrapped his whole body with [Evil].

The dragon's breath could not destroy the scabbard, but it destroyed the king's 【Evil】.

After exhaling, the king's charred body exuding white smoke was revealed.

[Evil] The body was repaired, but the pain was still excruciating, but Wang's face was very calm.

Spreading his wings, the king rushed to the white dragon.

Artoria, who was wearing lion armor, retracted her gaze, picked up the sword in the stone again, and rushed into the sea of ​​beasts.

The king is wrestling with the gods, and she cannot be left behind.

The dragon's breath of the white dragon, the pure true-ether cannonball, and the star cannonade of the Holy Lance Rungomigniad are full of power.

Wang did not dare to resist, and tried to hide as much as he could. If he couldn't, he used the scabbard to block it, while he suffered extensive burns and finally repaired it with [evil].

[Evil] can repair the injury, but cannot alleviate the pain.However, the king easily endured these sufferings with firm will.

Wang was burned seventeen times by the white dragon, and finally got close to the white dragon and caught it on the back.

"Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho-!!!"

The white dragon roared and flew rapidly through the air, trying to shake off the king.

The king wore the armor of [evil], black hands formed from the soles of his feet, clasped the scales of the white dragon, and walked forward against the violent wind.

The white dragon flew rapidly, or spiraled, or reversed, or galloped...but still couldn't get rid of the king.

Even if the king hit directly against the mountain with his back, covered himself with [evil], and was oppressed until he vomited blood, he still wiped off the blood at the corner of his mouth and walked towards the dragon's horn step by step.

The white dragon growled.

The wrath of God resounded in the king's heart.

——Stupid human being, what is your path ahead?There is nothing but disillusionment!

——Why resist?Why not?Why go forward?This world is distorted, if you do not submit to God, Britain will be destroyed, and you will also be destroyed!

"Fool! If you are afraid of an unavoidable tragedy, you will slow down your progress. I am facing the fact that everything will be extinct in the future of Britain, but I still decide to fight." Wang said: "If the world It's distorted, and what makes it distorted is you self-styled, self-proclaimed righteous bastards!"

——King of men, what do you know?What do you know!If extinction is an established fact of everything, if we don’t fight or change it, are we just waiting for the coming of extinction?Human beings want to board the primate seat, but why?Why is Britain going extinct?Why?If you don't fight, how can you survive?

"Use this seemingly tragic and rebellious language, but it's hard to hide your own fragile heart. Your cowardice is already obvious! Miscellaneous, listen clearly. This is the motto of those who have come here. Your cowardice is to cover your eyes and welcome everything. The source of the tragedy! The path of human beings has never been obtained by seeking, but by oneself!"

Wang was dripping with blood, and climbed onto the dragon's head with a firm face.

The white dragon became even more violent, and the Holy Lance Lungominiad directly bombarded the king at close range.

The king was carrying the scabbard, wrapped in [evil], and [projected] several swords in the stone to emit concentrated light cannons, but he was still shot tens of meters by the Holy Lance Rungomigniad, and his skin was burned to the point of view There is no human figure, only the eyes are still extremely firm.

Wang repaired the wounds on his body, but it was difficult to heal the pain, so he could only drag his wounded body, step by step towards the Holy Lance Lungomigniad.

The white dragon flew wildly, trying to get rid of the king, but it was still difficult to do so.

He stretched out two dragon claws and grabbed the king, but the king used [evil] to manifest six [evil] hands, entangled with it, and then climbed in front of the shining holy spear, holding up the star sword.

"Create the world, and the greatness of human career. The proof of the king is only tied to this sword—!"

Shouting, the sword of the stars emitted a shining light, and Wang Yijian swung it down.

"Crack-"

The base of the Dragon Horn is broken.

"Ooooooooooooooooo-"

Bai Long yelled in pain.

The dragon's horn shattered and turned into the holy spear Rungomigniad, which was held by the king.

The holy spear Lungomeniad rejected the king, the hot body of the gun seemed to melt the king's hand.

Wang sneered, and covered [Evil] with his palm, even though it was still extremely hot, Wang endured it with firm will.

Nothing can break the king.

Because, he cannot collapse.