The Journey of King Arthur

"Ah!!!" At this time, Lanlost flew the plane and made various difficult moves. He also used machine guns to scatter Tristan's attacks from time to time. After perfectly avoiding all the attacks, he also threw them away.

Several missiles were aimed at the Sovereign Knight.

And Tristan's expression became more and more sad, and he lamented: "Lancelot? Is it you? You are standing on the opposite side of the king. I didn't expect it to be like this, but I heard Lancelot say it before.

However, he has such a side, so in that case, let me sing a song for you to see you off."

As soon as he finished speaking, Tristan pulled the strings at an even faster speed and began to chant.

"Sing the pain, play the cry..."

At this time, sound waves attacked Lanlost one after another. Lanlost saw that there were several times more sound waves than before. He knew that he had no words to dodge them all, so he quickly withdrew his fighter jet and continued to attack Lanlost.

He fell freely from the air and picked up a shield to protect himself.

At this time, Tristan suddenly opened his eyes and stared at Lanlost, drawing the harp to its fullest like a long bow.

"Crying Failnote!"

And just when Tristan's Noble Phantasm was about to hit Lanlost, a small white arrow had already arrived next to Lanlost.

Then the arrow quickly grew in size, and finally turned into a white ball, and withstood all of Tristan's attacks. The ball was also directly cut into dozens of pieces by Tristan's Noble Phantasm, hiding in the circle.

Lanlost, who was behind the ball, did not suffer any damage.

"Huh~ I'm glad I caught up." At this time, Hong A, who was standing high up, put down the long bow in his hand, exhaled a long breath, and said with infinite emotion.

"Lex?" At this time, Lanlost looked at the slime that was cut into dozens of pieces, tilted his head and asked.

"Ah! It's me, Lanlost." At this time, all the slime fragments were glued together, and finally turned into a 16-year-old white-haired boy. He smiled and said to Lanlost: "

The Master had previously introduced us to some of the effects of the Knights of the Round Table’s treasures, so Mr. Red A knew that Tristan’s treasures had a sure-hit effect, so he directly turned me into an arrow and then shot me. After all, I

Is there impact immunity and cut immunity? Yeah! We’re almost reaching the ground! Pay attention, Lanlost!”

At this time, Lex suddenly turned into a big ball and directly wrapped Lanlost, making him immune to impact damage.

"Even so! You avoided my attack in this way!" At this time, Tristan stared at Lanlost in the air with his eyes wide open in shock. He knew that this tactic was feasible, but he couldn't understand Lex at all.

A body that can freely transform and ignore impact and cutting damage.

"Wait! This sudden spiritual reaction! Why do so many heroic spirits suddenly appear! And is that black knight Mordred?!! Another Mordred actually appeared!!! Wait and that

A magic! Impossible! Impossible!"

At this time, Tristan, who usually kept his eyes closed, actually kept his eyes open during this period. Finally, he fixed his eyes on a figure standing on a high platform made of wooden boards.

"My King!!!"

Tristan's mind is now extremely confused. He simply cannot understand why it is like this. A feeling of sadness arises in his heart and becomes more and more intense.

Tristan's mind was very confused, and the other solemn knights were even more confused! Most of the solemn knights began to hesitate and stopped attacking.

After all, their opponent is their king, and the opponent's Heroic Spirits are much more numerous than ours.

"attack!"

At this time, Artoria jumped off the high platform, holding the Sword of Victory in her hand, and rushed straight towards the solemn knights.

Because everyone in the (gun) solemn knights led by Lan Malot had been mentally prepared beforehand, they did not hesitate at all to fight.

And when Tristan watched Artoria fighting, he couldn't help but think of how he fought side by side with Artoria in his lifetime. Finally, he sighed deeply and gave Artoria a knightly salute to apologize.

"The life of the sinner Tristan has now been dedicated to the Lion King, so King, please forgive me for my rudeness!"

Then Tristan closed his eyes tightly and began to pluck the strings, and one sound attack after another went straight towards Artoria.

However, at this moment, someone else came to block Tristan's attack. Cu Chulainn jumped up, brandished the Death Thorn Spear, and scattered Tristan's attacks one by one. Then, he used extremely fast speed to attack Tristan.

Rush away.

Tristan found that his attack was blocked by Cu Chulainn. He was not unhappy at all, but was a little happy. Then he shouted: "Knights! Attack! Don't worry, our lives have been dedicated to the Lion King."

!Even if King Arthur is defeated by us, he will understand us!"

"Are you so sure that the master will forgive you?" At this time, Cu Chulainn had already arrived at Tristan's side, and took out Tristan's head with a spear.

"Yes, I believe it." Tristan replied unhurriedly, blocking Cu Chulainn's spear with his harp, and kicked it away.

Even though he said that, Tristan still felt a little unsure.

"Huh, if Master knows that there is a knight who understands her so well, he will definitely be very happy!" At this time, Cu Chulainn also kicked back with his foot.

"I hope so..." At this moment, Tristan suddenly released his grip on the harp and quickly pulled out a long sword as white and slender as a flute from his waist.

And Cu Chulainn, who suddenly raised his hands due to inertia, exposed his vital parts in front of Tristan.

But Tristan wanted to seize this opportunity, took up the sword, and stabbed Cu Chulainn's spiritual core.

Naturally, Cu Chulainn didn't want to return to the Hall of Valor now, so he quickly jumped to the side and threw a rune stone containing explosive fire.

But even so, Tristan still stabbed Cu Chulainn in the left leg. Of course, Tristan also paid the price. His hair was messed up and his face was darkened.

(smirk)

After all, the runes contained in the rune stone are generally not too strong, and it is already good enough to mess up Tristan's appearance.

"Hey! Are you archers so good at melee combat?!" At this time, Cu Chulainn, who jumped out of the attack range of Tristan's long sword, couldn't help but complain.

"This unknown Lancer, I feel sad for you. Don't you know that all the Knights of the Round Table can use swords? And I am better at swordsmanship than archery, but my archery skills are better than other Round Table colleagues.

They are slightly better." At this time, Tristan explained and said to Cu Chulainn modestly.

"Okay, okay, I know a little bit about Tristan." At this time, Cu Chulainn clapped his hands expressionlessly and said a joke that Tristan knew or not.