Morgan, Something is Wrong with You!

If we say that during the last battle, Arturia and the others could only barely support Vortigern's attack. But now the situation has been completely reversed.

Vortigern has been completely suppressed by Artoria and Galahad.

In just a few attacks,

Vortigern's surroundings were already full of dangers.

even,

One didn't pay attention.

Galahad immediately attacked the place where Vortigern was pierced by Skaha yesterday.

Vortigern's face was pale.

At this time, Lott also rushed over on his horse.

Hold the long sword tightly.

Even in the process of charging, it was not pulled out.

"Vortigern, get ready for my blow of revenge!"

Lot yelled at Vortigern.

If it were someone else, Lott would choose to attack quietly, and then give a sneak attack.

But the enemy in front of him is Vortigern.

His strength will not let Lott sneak attack.

Even during the battle with Artoria, Vortigern noticed Lot. Seeing him rushing over, there was no panic in his eyes.

Because in the previous and last battles,

He already knew very well that Lott's strength was far inferior to his own.

Do you dare to come here to die this time?

Maybe.

This is the only chance I can take to win.

Vortigern knew it well.

In the current battle situation, his chances of winning are already very small.

Therefore, if you want to turn the tide of the battle, you must seize any opportunity.

Lott's offense is the best opportunity.

Vortigern knew that no matter how proficient Galahad was in martial arts, the Knights of the Round Table led by Artoria had an impact.

But the only soul of this Camelot army is Lot.

As long as Lott is defeated, captured or even killed, the battle will be reversed.

Thinking to himself, the moves in his hands became more defensive.

He is retaining his strength.

Waiting for the moment when Lot rushed over.

Give him a full blow.

Thus turning defeat into victory.

Vortigern was accumulating strength.

Lott also accumulated strength during the charge.

Both sides kept their strength to the end,

Waiting for that final blow.

finally,

Lot rushed to Vortigern.

And Vortigern also waved his sword energy towards both sides to fend off Arturia and Galahad.

Only the stare between the two remained.

Vitigern held the great sword with both hands, raised it high, and faced the scorching sun, it radiated a dazzling light.

The terrified stabbing of the sword made people unable to open their eyes.

Both Artoria and Galahad closed their eyes.

And Lott,

It really felt like a white dragon was entrenched in front of him.

this strength

It was even hotter than when Vortigern dealt with Scathach yesterday.

are you afraid?

Lotter didn't feel that way.

because,

He knew how powerful the person in front of him was.

The ultimate winner will still be yourself.

"Die!"

Vortigern said to Lot.

At the same time, the sword was pressed down.

Bailong attacked Lott.

"The damned person is you!"

Lot retorted to Vortigern.

White Dragon is very good.

But the weapon in his hand was Joyeuse.

Whether it is strength or personality, it is the sword of Charlemagne who surpassed Vortigern.

And its blade,

That hurt Jesus' Longinus even more.

Lott has been accumulating this sword for a long time, and now it is finally time to release its glory.

The longer the sword is kept, the more powerful it will be when it is pulled out.

This sword was never used when Charlemagne was alive, and it was also being cultivated when it was in Lot's hands.

Now that it is unsheathed, the power that erupts is extremely strong.

Colorful brilliance emanated from the long sword in an instant, turning into streaks of radiance, surrounding the sword body, and impacting on Vitigern's brilliance.

The shining light passed through Vortigern in an instant.

Vortigern tried his best to dodge and dodge to the side.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

Vortigern let out a scream of pain.

Subsequently,

The radiance disappears.

An arm fell to the ground.

Lot raised his sword and looked at Vortigern.

"What is this sword called?"

Vortigern covered his arm,

"Joyeuse."

Lott said its name.

"This sword body?"

Vortigern continued to ask Lott.

"Longinus, this blade is the spear of Longinus."

Lotter continued.

"I see."

Vortigern said to Lot.

At the same time, he looked around.

"There is one last battle, and I will be waiting for you in Wales. I will swallow the bitterness of this defeat, and then rally and defeat you,"

Vortigern said to Lot.

"Do you think you can escape? Your strength is already less than one-fifth. So, do you still think you can escape?"

Of course Lott would not let Vortigern leave.

However, after he finished saying this, Voutigeng gave out a strange smile.

"Of course, my body is no longer able to exert its due strength. Then, I will give him up."

After saying this, he covered his injured arm.

then,

In the eyes of everyone,

There seemed to be a hole in the sky.

Vortigern has changed dramatically.

"Is there really a limit to the strength of human beings?"

He said this to Lott and the others.

he,

In other words, it can only be used to describe it from now on.

Vortigern in front of him turned into a real dragon.

"Next, it's time to see whether you can become dragon-slaying heroes, or make this island my paradise."

After saying this, Vortigern turned and left.

As for their own men.

After they are no longer human beings, they also lose the value they should have.

It flapped its wings casually, and the soldiers who belonged to it were killed and injured immediately.

Chapter 123 No one can pick peaches [second update]

There is nothing left to say about the next battle.

Vortigern has disappeared.

What is the rest?

Just a bunch of motley crews.

Even many of them were temporarily recruited from the Saxon tribes.

Their strength is pitifully weak.

Now even the man who led them has disappeared.

How else to fight?