The Holy Right of a Comic

Because of the nature of Camelot, the war can only be limited to the Chalk Gate, allowing the very small number of defenders to defend this fortified city.

Had it not been for Mordred's betrayal, no enemy would have been able to invade this holy capital.

Arturia's expression was calm, and her emotions did not change in the face of the soldiers' death. This is the attitude that a handsome man on the battlefield and a king should have.

Although it sounds ugly, on the battlefield, soldiers are numbers in the eyes of the higher-ups.

Without such a mentality, it would be impossible for King Arthur to win all twelve battles and become the legendary king.

The single-body combat ability of the solemn knights is indeed very strong, but even the heroic spirits have the limit of physical strength, let alone these knights.

Therefore, Artoria's tactic is the simplest and the most effective. (Hello, Zhao Wang) That is to let her army of more than 300,000 soldiers fight wheel battles to consume them. When one group of soldiers gets tired or falls down, they will replace it with another group.

She has more than 300,000 people to consume, but the number of enemies is only a few thousand. Even if she only needs to kill a solemn knight, the balance of victory will tip to her little by little.

Besides, Arturia didn't just take human lives to fill them up cruelly. Every charge was led by her knights of the round table. With the help of the knights of the round table, the number of casualties was still within an acceptable range.

Except for a batch of soldiers who went up to charge and kill, all the remaining soldiers were just waiting for work. As long as the Chalk Gate was breached, the army would be able to enter the city directly.

Although Lancelot told her that there were only 3,000 upright knights in the Lion King, this information was not necessarily accurate. It was not that Lancelot concealed it, but that Lancelot might not know the inside story either.

Besides, after such a long time, who knows the current situation inside Camelot.

Arturia has already taken everything into consideration, and only waits for the city to be broken.

The only thing she worries about is that mysterious ceremony. .

Chapter 294: The Sword of Patricide

The holy city of Camelot, which had been erected on the site of Jerusalem, was in the midst of fierce fighting.

The holy land of Jerusalem has been at war for thousands of years. The Crusades and the occupation of Islam, the two major sects have been fighting for this holy place in the history of thousands of years.

And now, after the failure of the Eighth Crusade, it is still in a frenzied war.

This battle has been going on for seven days, and Arturia has been besieging this strong city non-stop in a rotating manner.

The area of ​​war is only the area in front of the Chalk Gate. The main entrance of this Camelot has become a complete meat grinder.

"My lord, the casualties of the solemn knights are increasing."

Bedivere's mission in the Knights of the Round Table is actually King Arthur's attendant. No matter in terms of combat ability or command ability as a knight, he is actually inferior to other knights.

Therefore, just like in Britain back then, Bedivere went back and forth to the battlefield, reporting the situation on the front line to Artoria.

"After seven days of fighting, those solemn knights who have been blessed can finally hold on."

Arturia's face remained unchanged, but she was also relieved.

No matter how powerful a mortal is, there is a limit to physical strength, and any creature has a limit to spirit, unless it is the real god.

For this moment, Arturia has already sacrificed more than 70,000 troops, and 10,000 people sacrifice 887 every day. In fact, she doesn't like this kind of meat grinder-style war method.

But here, too, it is the best method of war.

Fortunately, the sacrifice of those 70,000 people was not in vain, and the Chalk Gate will eventually be broken through.

"My lord, do you want Gao Wen to step down?"

Bedivere hesitated for a moment, then asked in a low voice.

Gawain and his other self had been fighting at the Chalk Gate for seven days, and it was precisely because the Sun Knight stopped the other self that the war could proceed smoothly.

Artoria was silent for a moment, and quickly made a decision in her heart. She shook her head firmly and said:

"...No, if Gawain retreats, it will give the other him a chance to breathe, and our previous sacrifices will be meaningless."

Bedivere was also silent when he heard the words, because Artoria's order was actually to sacrifice Gawain as the clarion call of victory in the siege.

There has been no night above the head for seven days, which is the blessing that Gawain of the Lion King has.

Besides this blessing, the strength of the two Sun Knights is the same, they are both undefeated under the sun, so the final result must be that the two Sun Knights died of exhaustion together.

This is the decision that a king must make. The benevolence of women, the so-called chivalry, cannot be used on the battlefield.

All the Knights of the Round Table were already prepared to sacrifice before the war.

"Oh oh oh------"

Suddenly, there was a burst of cheers from the front of the battlefield, and Artoria guessed what was going on there without anyone even needing to report.

"Gao Wenqing sacrificed... But Qing's efforts, we will never let us down!"

Arturia took a deep breath, and ordered to Bedivere: "...the whole army charges, the enemy's Sun Knight has fallen, and it is time to attack Camelot!"

"Yes, my king!"

The orderly next to Artoria received the order and immediately waved the flag, and then the horn of war sounded on the battlefield.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo"

"Oh oh oh oh!!! Kill, kill into Camelot, kill the Lion King, avenge our dead relatives!! Kill!!!"

"Kill!!"

"Kill the brutal Lion King!!!"

In an instant, the morale of Artoria's army was greatly boosted. In the massacre of the Lion King, almost no family survived, and relatives were killed in every family.

People throughout Eurasia have hated The Lion King for a long time.

Immediately, except for the reserve troops, the army began to charge.

There was a chaotic fight in front of the Chalk Gate, without the obstruction of the Sun Knight, and because of the seven days of non-stop fighting, the solemn knights had long been exhausted.

And Artoria's army has been waiting for work these few days, full of food and drink, and at this time broke out with a strong fighting power.

As the first soldier rushed into the Chalk Gate, Camelot's unfallen city wall immediately fell, and the entire city wall covering a large area suddenly became full of loopholes.

At this time, the number of the army finally had a huge advantage, and all the walls were occupied by soldiers.

Before the soldiers cheered for victory, a fierce battle broke out on the city wall, and the solemn knights who came from nowhere began to fight at the top of the city.

"My king?"

Bedivere frowned and looked at the siege ahead, and asked in a low voice.

"Well, I know all about it. Sure enough, the Lion King doesn't only have three thousand knights. During this period of time, she has new fighters."

"...But judging from the situation on the battlefield, even if she has new fighters, there are not many of them. This is just delaying her defeat."

"Huh? No, delay!"

Artoria's expression finally changed. She thought of the mysterious ceremony, and instantly knew the Lion King's plan.

"Knights of the Round Table, all attack, we must use the fastest speed to break through Camelot and defeat the Lion King!"

Now that she discovered the problem, Artoria immediately changed her mind.

Instead of letting the knights of the round table conserve their strength and nibble away at the fortified city bit by bit, she issued a real order for a general attack.

"Yes, my king!"

Dozens of Knights of the Round Table performed a knight salute, except for a very few knights who stayed by Artoria's side, the rest of the knights all went into battle.

Artoria saw that the Knights of the Round Table had entered the battlefield, and she continued to watch the battle from a height with her holy blue pupils.

At this time, she moved her ears, looked up into the distance, and smiled, "...It seems that I won this war."

In the distant sky, there was a huge dragon's cry, and a dragon over a kilometer was flying towards Camelot with a strong wind.

That was the legendary dragon Albion who lived in the British region and who did not die in this anecdote.

On the ground, the ground trembled, and hundreds of phantom species were rushing here.

Almost all of those fantasy species are creatures that people have only heard of in legends. Although the overall number is small, each fantasy species is powerful and almost impossible for mortals to resist.

This is the reinforcement Artoria sent to Britain as a messenger.

The giant dragon Albion and the Phantasmal species directly joined the battlefield, and with the addition of this new force, the war immediately fell into a one-sided situation.

Just as Artoria issued a declaration of victory, there was a sudden commotion behind the remaining troops.

"Enemy attack, enemy attack!! There are enemies appearing from behind, everyone pay attention to the formation!!"

The neighing of war horses and the angry shouts of the people reached Artoria's ears amidst the noise.

She frowned, knowing that this should be the back of the Lion King.

A knight came riding on a horse, and the people around him hurried out of the way.

After seeing the knight, Artoria asked, "...Mr. Mordred, who are the attacking troops in the rear?"

Mordred got off his horse, knelt on the ground and said, "...it's just a troop of ordinary people, not a serious knight!"

"...The enemies in this district don't bother my king to pay attention, I will kill them all!"

Mordred showed a cruel smile, and said in an arrogant tone that was very her style.

"Well, then leave it to Lord Mordred..."

Arturia had just finished speaking, and the alarm bells in her heart were ringing.

Mordred, who was kneeling on the ground, pulled out her long sword in an instant. With a proud smile on her face, she stabbed Artoria's waist with the patricide sword from behind, and at the same time liberated her treasure. Tool:

"—"Rebellion against my beautiful father"!"

...

In Camelot King City, Roy watched the huge egg in front of him beating like a heart, and said in a low voice: "... Well, the ceremony is about to be completed."

"...This time, I will not stop you like I did in Shinjuku, now is the 'birth time' of the sixth beast!".

Chapter 295: The Perfect Ceremony

During the Holy Grail War in the island nation of Shinjuku, Aika Sajo saw through what Roy wanted to do, which was to let the seven beasts and the seven evils be born.

For this reason, Shatiao Aige at that time chose to sacrifice herself, using herself as an ovary to hatch the beast.

But at that time, Shatiao Aige couldn't make a full-bodied beast come. Even if she turned into the beast of the apocalypse at that time, she still had flaws.

So Roy personally interrupted her and stabbed her in the back. That was not cruel to Sajo Aiga, but a kind of protection for her.

But now, with the birth of the first beast, other beasts will also be born, all preparations have been completed, now is the best time.

"The first beast and the second beast already exist, so these rituals are no longer needed."

Roy whispered, smiling.

Only the first beast and the second beast existed in the form of complete bodies from the beginning, and Roy didn't need to exert influence to let them be born through rituals.

That's why Roy chose to let the other beasts come down completely first, and then accommodate the first and second beast's goals.

When Shatiao Aige turned into the "Beast of Revelation", all the beasts have been gathered.

Roy can use this to completely overcome the evils of human beings, and in the process of leaping, his own spirit can be sublimated.

This is a real, perfect demon god ritual.

"Not to mention, there is Abigail. As long as I get the knowledge of the Outer Gods from her, I will be able to achieve my goal."

Roy's expression was calm, all of this was within his will, so there was nothing to be excited about.

As long as 9=2 (magus) is achieved and he has an ark, Roy has actually reached the apex of the Great Thousand.

As for the 10=1 self, Roy can't find any clues to connect with it for the time being. Maybe Yog-Sothoth can get some clues.

Even Roy himself doubts whether 10=1 really exists in this infinite universe? Was that just Aleister's fantasy.

But this is not an issue that Roy needs to consider now, because his ceremony is nearing the end.

...

"Avalon!"

Just when Mordred's patricide sword was about to pierce Artoria from behind, King Arthur calmly launched the strongest defense.

"how come?!"

Mordred looked at his treasure in astonishment, and was blocked by Avalon in this way, and was blocked from Utopia.

"As a king, it is impossible for me to make the same mistake again. It was the work of a foolish king."

"...I used to think that if I want to protect Britain, the scabbard is unnecessary. Only the sword in my hand can be trusted. For this reason, I lost the scabbard, and finally ended in failure."