Or, why don’t you find another savior?

Heroic killer.

The magic that Aguiwen used to bind Hassan of Tranquility, even if it cannot immediately bind a human body, is not so easy to be broken.

As he slowed down and prepared to swing his gun to cut the chains here, the sound of a sword being drawn rang faintly in his ears.

The assistant officer used all his strength to strike back, knocking Shiomi down onto the steps, creating a huge dent.

Xijian slowly stood up and dusted himself off, he was unharmed.

"I didn't expect that the Lion King's assistants would go to the front line. Aren't you a civil servant?" Xi Jian challenged jokingly.

"We, the Knights of the Round Table, are both civil and military. We not only have to govern the country, but also know how to fight on the battlefield." Agguiwen Luoxi saw the upper steps behind him, which gave him the terrain advantage.

"I advise you to give up. It's not worth dying here." Xijian advised, but his eyes were calmly examining Aguiwen.

This man's aura was completely different from the previous time they met.

Even though he hadn't been blessed by the Lion King, he could still feel stronger.

"Life or death doesn't matter. The Tower of the End has been activated, and the King's Millennium Kingdom will surely come true." Agguiwen walked down the stairs slowly. "What I want to do is to stop you before all this comes true, so that you won't interfere with the King's plan."

"The king's plan... so you even resorted to the frenzy you used on the Knights of Justice on yourself." After saying this, Xi Jian suddenly opened his eyes wide and stabbed out with his gun.

He uses berserk to amplify his own abilities, yet still looks calm.

Shiomi even began to be curious about Aguivan's rank, but unfortunately his identity as the Master of Chaldea was taken away by the Lion King, and it would remain the same even if the contract was severed.

Unless the Lion King returns it on his own initiative.

There was no way to get Romani to provide any intelligence or report the situation on the battlefield.

"Of course. I will sacrifice everything for my king, including my life." Aguiwen raised his hand.

Countless soldiers formed by the gathering of magic power appeared on the floating rubble, either charging at him or shooting arrows at him.

Both near and far are available.

"Did Morgan teach you that magic?" Shiomi's gun dance was so powerful that water couldn't get in, so he still had time to ask such trivial questions.

Agguiwen's eyes widened with anger: "It doesn't matter who taught me. If this can become King Arthur's power, I will use it."

"Oh, really?" Xijian responded indifferently.

He's not really the empathetic type.

Especially against enemies.

This man seemed to be as staunch as a rock, and could not be provoked or shaken by normal words. However, if the attack in this regard was further intensified, Morgan would be affected.

Even though they were not the same person, Xi Jian always felt uncomfortable once she opened her mouth.

"Since you can stand beside Morgan, let me see what you are capable of."

Agguiwen waved his hand and more chains flew out.

He firmly carried out his own tactics, holding back Xijian until the Holy Spear was activated, and would not let Xijian see the king again, nor let the king be bewitched by this man.

King Arthur will become the ruling device of the perfect country that is about to be completed, and the existence of this guy is a thorn in the side that prevents all this from being realized.

It is an existence that cannot be allowed to stay.

"'Noble Crusade'."

Shiomi whispered as he grabbed the chain wrapped around his arm.

Lightning struck from the sky, and Aguguiwen had to fight it desperately.

He still underestimated Xijian.

The scale of this magic is far beyond the scope that can be defined by ordinary magicians.

The runes that emerged were fired as light bullets, and Agguiwen could only counterattack with similar magic.

"I told you I don't have time to play with you here--" Xi Jian raised his gun and swept it across, but was blocked by Aguiwen's sword.

He could see that this man was constantly using frenzy to strengthen himself, time and time again, making him extremely difficult to deal with.

If he wasn't killed to ashes, even if only a head was left, he would probably bite Shiomi's ankle tightly, forcing him to take time out to deal with him.

"Well, let me handle this as well, okay?"

A chain magic similar to Agragim appeared, interfering with each other and hindering each other.

Morgan landed next to Shiomi.

"Why are you here? Where are Gray and Bedivere?" Shiomi was a little surprised.

"They are heading this way. I have dealt with Tristan." Morgan raised his hand to wipe the dust off Shiomi's face. "Now that the Tower of the End is activated, the singularity is transforming into the end of the world. Don't waste time."

"You make it sound like I think..."

Chapter 65: Gawain's Decision

at the same time.

Bedivere and Gray were running towards the royal city. The Tower of the End was activated, and the streets of the Holy City began to collapse. Magic shells of the same specifications as the Holy Lance were fired from the tower where the royal city was located, bombarding every corner of Camelot.

They dodged and quickened their pace.

Morgan had already taken the lead, and the two of them just had to follow.

"Are you okay now, Knight Bedivere?" Gray asked.

"Don't worry, ma'am. I'm fine now," Bedivere said.

Grey was referring to Tristan's death in battle.

When Morgan released his Noble Phantasm, Tristan immediately activated his Noble Phantasm "Illusion of Weeping" to counterattack.

The two treasures were simply incomparable, so they were defeated. After the seriously injured Tristan and Bedivere said a few words to each other, they left with a complex emotion of regret and relief.

Although he did not do it himself, Bedivere could not help but feel sad when he saw the death of his old friend with his own eyes.

He couldn't and shouldn't blame Morgan. If she hadn't taken action, Tristan might have really dragged them here, preventing Bedivere from seeing the Lion King.

The ground shook again, and Bedivere lost his balance and fell forward.

Gray reached out to help him, and he was about to thank her, but suddenly his eyes became stern, and he drew his sword and pushed Gray away to block.

The magic power as hot as the sun scorched the air, and Bedivere struggled to resist the holy sword that was known as the incarnation of the sun.

"Sir Gao Wen..." Bedivere was deeply surprised.

Gawain, who had been caught in a sandstorm and lost his trace before, now appeared here again. He seemed to have gone through inner torture, and his expression looked more resolute and determined than when he was at the city gate.

"I didn't expect to come to this place. I underestimated you, Lord Bedivere." Gawain gritted his teeth and pressed the sword hard.

Gray rushed over with a gun in hand, and Gawain freed one hand to block with his armor.

She is better at using weapons such as sickles and battering rams. Although Yad sealed the holy spear, Gray actually has little foundation in pure spearmanship.

Now he was relying entirely on his physical fitness that far exceeded that of ordinary people and attacking in conventional ways.

If you encounter a battle-hardened expert, you will naturally not be able to gain an advantage.

"You are..." Gawain was surprised that there was a girl in Chaldea who had the same face as the king.

But he had no intention of delving into the inside story. He grabbed the gun with his backhand, lifted Gray up with the gun, and threw her away.

Even at this time, Gawain still left room for maneuver and would not kill women unless necessary.

What's more, the girl didn't seem to be familiar with the weapon in her hand at all. He guessed that she might be forcing herself to go to the battlefield.

"Stop it, Lord Gawain." Bedivere squeezed out the words to persuade, "Lord Tristan has died in the battle, I don't want to... watch my friends die because of me!"

Bedivere took Tristan's death in battle as his own responsibility.

Gawain was stunned for a moment, then frowned deeply: "Really? So Sir Tristan has already... Then there is no need to hesitate! This time I will definitely fulfill my long-cherished wish and serve my king until the last moment -"

He pushed Bedivere away with all his strength, creating some distance between them, and threw the holy sword in his hand high into the air.

The pseudo-sun inside the holy sword started to work, and the sun's light enveloped the holy sword, turning it into another sun.

"This light is the unchanging guardian that drives away the darkness and illuminates the earth—"

The light turned into a long sword and returned to Gawain's hand, which was more than ten meters long.

Bedivere no longer hesitated. He changed his sword hand and the silver arm on his right side burst into light.

"Devour my soul and rush! Silver meteor——"

Merlin once warned Bedivere that every time he released the true name of this treasure, a part of his soul would be devoured until he reached his limit and collapsed.

Bedivere, who woke up from a long sleep and arrived at this singularity, was just a human. He was not good at fighting in his lifetime, and his soul had been worn out during the long journey.

This was the third time he sacrificed his soul to activate a Noble Phantasm.

Maybe next time, my soul will disappear completely...

But Bedivere was neither afraid nor scared. At least, he could entrust his unfinished business to his companions whom he could now trust.

"'Sword of the Wheel of Victory'!"

"'Silver Arm'!"

Bedivere's Noble Phantasm is essentially the same specification as Gawain's Holy Sword, the Holy Sword that has never been returned.

As the two forces collided, Camelot's prosperous yet deserted streets and buildings were cut in half, and countless stone-walled buildings collapsed. The once beautiful and flawless city had already evolved into ruins.

Gawain was blown away by the collision of the treasures and fell into the ruins. The next second, he swung his sword to disperse the rubble that was pressing on him and stood up from inside.

In comparison, Bedivere was not so relaxed. The burden of his soul being devoured almost made him lose consciousness and faint. Now he could only barely support his kneeling body and struggle to stand up again.

“It’s over. Even if you have that kind of treasure, you have no way of winning after being abandoned by your companions—” Gao Wenzheng said as a chilling murderous aura flew from behind.

He turned around and swung his sword to block, barely avoiding the blow that was aimed at his heart, but was still pierced in the shoulder by the flying red spear.

"Teacher!" Gray was shocked.

Didn't the teacher go to the Lion King? Why did he come here?

"Can you still stand up, Gray?" Shiomi nodded at her, and then helped Bedivere to stand up. "Don't use the treasure anymore. If you use it again, your soul will--"

"It doesn't matter. This is my choice." Bedivere panted and struggled to keep his footing.

When Morgan decided to take over the battle against Aguiwen, Shiomi, who was planning to continue forward, saw the battle here, so he turned back to support.

"Then let's fight quickly and decisively. If we drag it on, not to mention whether we can see the Lion King or not, the indiscriminate attack from the Tower of the End alone will destroy the allied forces." Xi Jian knew that he had made up his mind, so he stopped trying to persuade him.

Gawain moved his arm slightly. Although the injury was still painful and could not be healed by his Servant's body, it was not a problem.

"That's perfect. Let me stay here and stop all of you for my king!" Gao Wen was not annoyed by Xi Jian's sudden attack. Instead, his fighting spirit became even stronger.

"Ah hehe! The Knights of the Round Table are all like this with wooden heads! Now I can't continue sleeping!"

"Yade?"

Gray heard a familiar, tear-jerking laugh coming from under the cloak, and hurriedly took Yad out of the cage.

"Let's have a blast, Grey!"

"Yes!"

Although she didn't know what happened, Yade suddenly woke up at this time, and Gray's mood could only be described as joy.

After holding the sickle transformed by Yade, Gray nodded silently.

Then he threw the red spear in his hand towards the city gate.

Chapter 66: Death of the Knight of the Lake

At the city gate.

The battle with Lancelot continued, the Tower of the End suddenly activated, the gravity around the singularity disappeared, and the end of the world began to approach Camelot.

In addition, the Tower of the End launched an attack towards the city that was beginning to collapse, making the battle between the group and Lancelot even more dangerous.

"Asshole! This is the Holy Spear!"

Mordred, whose wounds were gradually recovering, pushed Sakura to avoid the falling attack and recognized her in an instant.

That was what my father used to punish the Knights of the Round Table, a limited-release holy spear strike.

Even if Mordred took a strong blow, he almost died, not to mention the masters of Chaldea. Mashu had to maintain the release of the Noble Phantasm to protect everyone.