Xingyue, the strongest heroic spirit is myself

Lancelot holds the A++-level holy sword, the indestructible lake light.

It has the brilliance of a shining lake and will never destroy the golden holy sword.

After receiving Lancelot's response, Nidhogg's eyes revealed a hint of fighting spirit.

It's as if the engine is starting and the body is entering combat mode from daily life.

Instinctively, he spread his five fingers, holding the sword in the tree (gramo) in his left hand, and the steel shield in his right hand.

King Nidhogg of the North Sea Kingdom is a sword user, and Lord Nidhogg of Britain is a sword and shield knight.

Nidhogg's basic attributes are very high, but his swordsmanship talent is not very high. Therefore, his favorite sword is offensive rather than skillful.

But to deal with ordinary enemies, sword and shield mode is enough.

Keep your body low and assume a posture.

"Won't you hold back? It's such an honor. Lancelot, let's fight!"

The air seemed to stop.

Nidhogg held his breath and all distracting thoughts disappeared.

Through a series of conquests, he has become fully adapted to combat.

Unlike intelligence, force is a purer thing.

In the shortest time, unleash the strongest attack.The clash of weapons, shorter than any thought.

Questions can be answered through long periods of thinking, but the battle ends as soon as a flaw appears.

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——The eyes of the Morgan children in the distance gradually condensed.

Although the winner of a battle cannot be determined before the battle begins, the quality of both parties can be judged through the subtle movements and instincts of both parties.

There is no doubt that the two are at least players of the same level.

"Really, both of them are too serious. If I hadn't known that they were competing, I would have thought they were mortal enemies."

Gawain muttered to himself.

But no one answered him, because even the youngest sister was attracted by the tense atmosphere.

Stepping forward, the ground was shattered.

Like lightning, Nidhogg turned into an afterimage that was indistinguishable to the naked eye. The two sides maintained a distance of ten meters and arrived in an instant.

The golden sword carries a thunderous aura, and sparks of magic sparkle with intense brilliance.

The moment Nidhogg acted, Lancelot responded in kind.

It was just a simple slash, a condescending slash of golden sword light.

The radiance of magic illuminated Nidhogg's gray eyes, and the two of them seemed to be performing in perfect coordination - Nidhogg took the script of being killed after charging.

It was unimaginable that just one sword had blocked Nidhogg's dodge space.

Because Nidhogg charged too fast, he sent himself into the attack trajectory.

It is worthy of being unparalleled in the empire!

Lancelot's battle instincts are tempered over time, coupled with his heavy swordsmanship.

There is no need for fussing or complicated techniques.

A few swords will kill the enemy in front of the formation.

However, before the golden sword could cut Nidhogg, the buckler blocked the way.

The buckler was as fragile as tofu in front of the indestructible holy sword.

However, the buckler blocked Lancelot's sight, and the strike was delayed for a moment, and his fate changed.

The gorgeous sword in the tree appeared in a flash.

If it was a dodge, Nidhogg's movements would look awkward, but if it was an attack, then he was confident that he would not lose to anyone.

clang!

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The collision between the Holy Sword and the Holy Sword, two weapons of the same level.

Under the squeeze of their respective masters, sparks burned in the fierce friction, and ripples of magic spread in all directions.

The two men faced each other violently, glaring with anger, as if they were beasts biting each other.

However, with a move of Lancelot's wrist, he actually used the impact of the collision and even Nidhogg's power to become part of his offensive.

The golden sword slightly changed its trajectory, in this moment that was too short to be any shorter.

As if given life, he first broke away from the confrontation, and then suddenly pressed forward, causing Nidhogg to have a gap.

Finally, at the moment when a flaw was created, Lancelot's Golden Saint moved up the tree sword like lightning. The tree sword seemed like a whetstone, with sparks and lightning all the way.

It's like a beast biting its prey's neck, delivering a fatal blow.

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The two of them were now so close that they couldn't dodge.

Nidhogg couldn't even make any unnecessary movements.

Gray eyes looked at the golden holy sword, slashing towards his neck.

Must kill!

boom!

A large amount of magic power surged out of Nidhogg's body, the ground cracked, and the earth was crushed into pieces, turning into a gray storm that swept the entire place.

Every slight change in swordsmanship affects the final outcome.

In the gray fog, among the lightning and flint, Nidhogg counterattacked with all his strength. His backhand was a powerful and heavy attack. It was an irresistible force that destroyed everything!

The two of them launched the most violent attacks at each other at the same time, with the tragic momentum of dying together!

clang! ! !

That was the clarion call to stop the fighting, meaning the fight was over for now.

Lancelot suddenly flew out, his legs smashed through the floor, and with the holy sword inserted into the ground, he still managed to slide far away.

However, he still maintained a fighting posture facing the enemy head-on. Even if Nidhogg came to pursue him, he still had the power to fight back.

Nidhogg, who had repeled Lancelot, stretched out his hand and stroked the wound on his neck, his gray eyes ignited with fighting intent, and there was a smile on his lips that was either excited or fanatical.

"Life and death are so close. I originally wanted to hide my strength, but you are obviously stronger in terms of swordsmanship talent. My only way to win is to rely on more powerful strength (attributes) to crush me. you!"

Lancelot reached out and touched his cheek. He could feel the severed hair and the cut flesh. There was a wound on his face.

"I rarely lose my temper like this. I always maintain elegant swordsmanship in battles. Before I met her, I only had swords in my life. I have dedicated myself to the king, and I will never allow defeat! Especially to you!"

"Very well, I don't want to lose to you either, Lancelot!"

"My mood is extremely exciting, my heart is surging, and I feel the joy of fighting for a long time. My body is telling me that an opponent worth fighting is ahead!"

His heart was beating fiercely and his body was boiling, as if a sleeping dragon was waking up.

"Not for the king, nor for anyone else."

"—Come on! Have a good fight!"

35: Hey, Bajiquan. Iron Mountain!

The sun shines in from the window, and a slight breeze blows through my hair.

The room was quiet.

Merlin was drinking black tea and sitting by the window looking into the distance, lazily basking in the sun.

I don't know what he saw, but the corners of his mouth were unconsciously evading taxes.

He glanced at Artoria, who had to work overtime to handle government affairs since the first day of her coronation.

Kai was right next to her, giving her opinions from time to time. Although most of them, the young queen did not accept Brother Kai's suggestions.

It's not that there's anything wrong with Kai's proposal, it's just that she wants to pursue a more perfect approach.

——But the pursuit of excessive ideals is often tiring, just like the story of the bandit Zhang Muzhi who eventually fell apart with his team of brothers.

Suddenly, a torrent of magic came from afar. By the time it reached the room, it was already very weak, no stronger than the breeze.

Magic power is an extract of burning flesh and blood in the body, so Arturia could easily sense that it was his aura.

She almost immediately stopped working and hurried to the window - even though she was the red dragon of Britain, she did not have Merlin's clairvoyance, and coupled with the cover of the building, she could only vaguely see the outline.

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"This is?"

"——What else could it be? Isn't it normal for boys to fight over girls?"

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Merlin turned around and said in a teasing tone with a smirk.

"Because of me."

"Although it has something to do with their incompatibility, the main reason why they don't like each other is because of you, oh oh oh, they started fighting, and the sword was deadly. Sure enough, young people are energetic!"

"I have to stop them."

"I'll be rooting for you, King Arthur."

Arturia quickly rushed out of the room. Kai next to her rolled her eyes at Merlin and quickly followed her.

Just like traveling, this guy Merlin only knows how to evade taxes, Arturia actively participated, and in the end she acted as a support.

-Do boys fight over girls?

Although Merlin's actions are unreliable, he is often very accurate.

Kai had already had a hunch that he could treat Alya as a family member.

But the other Knights of the Round Table accompanied her day and night, worshiping King Arthur.

Even if it doesn't happen now, won't the relationship deteriorate in the future?

He did not expect that on the first day after the coronation, there would be a fight at the Round Table because of the king.

But admiration for the king is guiltless.

Therefore, Kai could only sigh silently when he looked at his anxious sworn sister. He would protect Alya, no matter what others did, anyway, as an elder brother, he would not allow anyone to hurt her as long as he lived.

——Artoria, your choice is a road full of thorns.

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Nidhogg throws away the severed shield.

Lancelot's indestructible lake light is the strongest and never-damaged holy sword in the world.

Therefore the quality can be said to be EX.

Even if it is made of the best ores, it takes the best craftsmen a month to build it.But, it's still just a matter of one sword.

Nidhogg holds Grammer in both hands. In this battle, he will not use Levantine, nor will he use the Dragon Incarnation. Even the Eye of Odin will decide whether to use it depending on the situation.

Unlike Lancelot and Artoria.

Since their birth, the two of them have been destined to be the strongest heroes in the world.

But not Nidhogg.

Without systematic reinforcement, he would be barely an excellent Viking warrior at best, and that was still based on continuous training since childhood.

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