Journey Through the Plane of the Lord God

At the foot of the mountain where Cornwall Castle is located is the Cornwall family's military training ground with a history of thousands of years.

Before almost every magical disaster, the contemporary Marquis of Cornwall would review the family's knights and infantry companies here, and then lead these high-spirited warriors to the Royal City of Camelot and join all the kingdom's legions.

Resist the demonic legions from the abyss.

However, today, in this place that should have belonged to the glorious human legion in the past history, it is actually filled with thousands of half-demon armies.

Under the demonic suppression of eight ferocious little giant-like blade demons, these half-demon creatures, contrary to their own chaotic and sinful nature, managed to form eight huge, relatively neat, magical alien world infantry squares.

A steady stream of grey-green decaying demonic aura permeates from the Cornwall Castle halfway up the mountain, like eight conspicuous dark green long ropes, which are endlessly integrated into these eight demonic squares, slowly

It enhances the power of these half-demon.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

Accompanied by the roar of huge horse hooves, the golden hair on Artoria's head remained as motionless as a mountain despite the strong wind whistling by as she galloped, and still stood tall and majestic.

As the roar got closer and closer, King Arthur and a group of Knights of the Round Table finally arrived at the core of the Cornish family.

"Stop, my knights!"

Raising the Holy Sword in Stone in his hand, the entire galloping knights almost stopped instantly.

The deformed demon legion came into view, as well as the abyssal demonic aura that was almost impossible to appear outside of the period of demonic disasters, giving all creatures in the magical world an innate sense of nausea and repulsion, and suddenly appeared in the entire knights.

In everyone's perception.

Damn it! How could an army of abyssal demons appear in the interior of the kingdom?

Facing these ferocious half-demon monsters in front of them, as well as the eight blade demons standing in front of them, exuding unabashedly powerful aura, the breathing of all members of the Royal Knights suddenly became rapid.

Even behind Artoria, the five silver knights who were not nervous at first and thought they were just armed parades to quell the rebellious nobles, could not help but become tense.

"His Majesty!"

The tall Lanmarok Simons, with high muscle bulges on his arms, holding a thick spear in his right hand, led the horse to Artoria's side, turned over and dismounted, and kneeled with his left hand across his chest to ask his monarch for battle.

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"Knight of the Round Table Lan Mallock, please lead the charge!"

The powerful voice shook the surrounding areas, and his scarlet cloak fluttered in the strong wind behind him.

Almost since the establishment of the Kingdom of Camelot, the knights of the Kingdom, who have used their mortal bodies to resist dozens of abyssal invasions over thousands of years, have never been afraid of fighting against demons!

The hair on the top of her head swayed violently. Arturia, who was riding on a white horse, had the Holy Sword in Stone hanging from her waist, her delicate brows furrowed.

Because of the owl Bruce's previous reminder, Morgan Le Fay Cornwall had traces of the abyss in her territory, and she had already been mentally prepared for possible demonic enemies. But before, she had at most thought that her sister

But there are only one or two powerful abyss magic weapons. After all, if Bruce had detected such a powerful demonic aura here a few months ago, he would definitely remind her emphatically instead of passing it over with a single sentence.

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In other words, the demon army in front of her, composed of thousands of half-demons comparable to formal knights and 8 powerful blade demons, was just "created" by her sister Morgan in just a few months!

As the companion of a legendary master, she knew from Edward's mouth that the world she was in had just ended the Demonic Disaster War twenty years ago, which was a period when plane consciousness was extremely active.

Those half-demon fused with the limbs of native creatures are just that, but those 8 purebred blade demons, the real enemies of the plane, logically speaking, it is impossible for their true bodies to appear at this stage!

Artoria knew that she had underestimated her childhood sister after all!

Facing an army of demons, this was no longer a counter-insurgency battle like the master showdown she had originally imagined, but a real war!

"Sir Lan Malok, bring half of the royal knights and launch an attack!"

"Let these damn demons see the power of the kingdom's knights!"

Her right hand slowly held up the simple hilt of the holy sword in the stone at her waist, and the surging golden fighting spirit of dignity surged through Artoria's delicate body. Although the surprise and fear in her heart had exceeded her initial expectations,

But on the surface, King Arthur is still calm and calm.

"Yes! My Majesty!"

After saluting again, Lan Malok responded loudly.

Following Artoria's response, behind the Silver Round Table knights, the 1,000 knights at the front of the Kingdom Knights led their horses forward a few steps in an instant.

"For the kingdom! For your majesty!"

Lan Malok got on his horse and came to the center of the 1,000 knights. He raised the spear in his right hand high and shouted loudly.

"For the kingdom! For your majesty!"

A full 1,000 official royal knights shouted loudly at the same time, the sound was truly deafening!

Since it is located on a flat terrain like the Cornwall Family Training Ground, there is no need to use any strategies or special formations!

In a word! Don’t be a coward, just pick up the knight’s sword, hold on to the spear and do it head-on!

Facing the kingdom's life-and-death enemy from the abyss for thousands of years, the demon army was led by eight early-stage silver blade demons. Under the leadership of a silver middle-rank knight, these formal knight professionals from the British island of England,

He shouted and roared without fear, waving his weapons and charging towards the demon army!

If you look down from the distant sky at this time, the powerful fighting spirit energy is burning the earth, just like a blazing bright white arrow with a silver light at the top, rushing into a gray-green dirty devil curtain on the opposite side like lightning.

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Bedivere, the Silver Knight of the Round Table, held up a spear wrapped in silver flame-like glory and fighting spirit with his thick arms. Like a wild monster, he exuded unparalleled power and power and charged at the top of the Knights.

In front of him, guarded by hundreds of half-demon soldiers holding rough shields made of giant trees in defensive postures, two tall bladed demons were waiting with the maces in their hands raised high!

Bedivere swung the reins in his hands without fear, and the sub-war beast horse, which was almost connected to his mind, snorted ferociously, and stepped hard on the ground with its two majestic forelimbs as it approached the demon army's defense line.

"bump!"

Along with it, there were two hoof prints with clear cracks on the ground.

This sub-warcraft-level horse leaped high into the air, leaping over the half-demon soldiers at the front who were holding up thick wooden shields to defend themselves.

In fact, the dozens of half-demon soldiers under him were directly torn into pieces of fist-sized meat by Bedivere on horseback, who was full of surging glory and fighting spirit. They didn't even have time to scream.

The blocks flew in all directions.

This is the power of the strong silver man!

"Go to hell! Damn the devil!"

The spear wrapped in the glorious fighting spirit suddenly extended forward with a 15-foot-long fighting spirit edge. Bedivere roared and stabbed one of the tall blade demons who were already close to him!

"You are looking for death! Damn knight!"

Even though he was startled by the knight who suddenly charged in front of him, this blade demon, which was locked by the will of Bedivere's great knight, had a chaotic nature and was experienced in fighting in the abyss, quickly came to his senses.

Being frightened by a mortal creature whose lifespan was only 500 years, the blade demon only felt a strange humiliation and anger pouring into his heart. He waved the mace in his hand, with a strong wind sound like howling ghosts and wolves, and fought hard

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