I Will Always Be a Partner of Justice

"Rumble rumble—"

The dragon fell among the mountains, and the earth was shocked by it.

The damaged eyes recovered in turn, and the dragon roared and stood up, breathing with its mouth open, but was defeated by the light of the star sword.

The magicians chanted around, and the large-scale suppression ritual magic took shape, and the huge magic dragon made a "boom", and its limbs sank into the mountains involuntarily.

"Hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo-"

Ferocious, roaring.

Countless light cannons attacked.

People were like ants, constantly bombarding him, and his physical recovery was faster than the injury, but the pain made the dragon roar.

Hearing the howl of their king, the monsters rushed forward, but were resisted by the elite soldiers with their bodies.

Blood filled the ground like a blooming flower from the other side.

flower of death.

"Boom, boom, boom—"

It's time to recover.

The overlord of the land, the huge land whale appeared again.

The bloody full moon hangs high.

Strange birds soar.

The overlord of the land is roaring, the humiliation that was once easily killed, this time will come back with revenge.

The giant body of more than two hundred meters was rushing forward, and the mountain-like soles, like the sky falling, were crushed on the half body of the dragon.

"Ooooooooooooooooo-"

With a scream of pain, the dragon opened its mouth, and its strong magic breath aimed at the head of the land whale.

Wang waved his cloak and shouted loudly: "Cover land whales!"

The knights complied, and the brilliance of the star sword and the magician's true ether cannon scattered the dragon's breath.

The land whale roared and beat the magic dragon to the side of the mountain, and the boulder shattered.

He is God.

Is the only god of the last generation.

So he has no comrades in arms.

Lonely.

Therefore, He is a dead end.

Roaring, angry, his body recovered, but in the end, he was still suppressed, suppressed, still suppressed.

He is the most powerful individual, but what he is fighting against is a powerful group.

The war between the individual and the group has no meaning from the very beginning.

Because there is no such thing as an absolute individual in this world.

Just like Gilgamesh in the past, even if he is ten times or a hundred times stronger than others, when he puts himself in a situation where he is alone, then failure is already doomed.

The war lasted ten days and ten nights.

The flowers of death bloom on the earth.

The territory of Scotland has been harvested, and the final battle of the magic dragon has become a joke.

Even the body of the dragon, which was the last reliance, was defeated, revealing its original human form, and had to retreat to Camelot, which was once the strongest fortress, guarded by herds of beasts.

Gawain returned from the north, and Gachris also returned from the north.

Lancelot, Lancelot, even Bowes...

All knights.

They handed over important tasks to their subordinates and rushed to the last end.

The powerful lead the weak to form a more powerful force, tearing apart the irrational line of defense.

The crowd surrounded the former capital, the former fortress.

in ruins.

Soldiers surrounded the palace, and the king, holding the holy spear, led the knights to the throne.

The last god of 岣嵝 sat on the throne and looked at the king of people who was walking towards him.

"Arthur...!"

He spoke words.

"You are at the end of your road, what else can you say?" Wang walked out of the crowd and questioned him.

"Why resist me? Why deny me? Why pretend to be a human being?"