I, the sword in the stone, want to take the knight king

Endless Deathmatch

“Let the damned person die honestly.”

This is somewhat unreasonable request.

Especially for a strong man like White Dragon King Vutigeng.

Even if fate has already doomed his defeat, but he is still alive in this world, but he will never give up struggling.

And this struggle is not just a desire for life.

It is an attitude that a real strong man should show when facing that damned fate.

“You fake…”

The giant dragon that fell from the sky, like a collapsed mountain, hit the ground heavily, stirring up countless smoke and dust.

However, when the smoke and dust cleared away completely, the shadow of that colossal creature could no longer be seen.

There was only an old man in black armor standing there, staring at Shaar in front of him as if he wanted to attack again with an angry look.

The armor on his chest was a little damaged, and a little blood was faintly visible.

But under the bloodstains, there was no trace of scars. 05

The Dragon King’s body is so strong that it is beyond imagination.

And under the insistence of Britain’s will, a steady stream of power was released from this seemingly aged body, constantly replenishing the lost power of Vortigern.

“I want you to die here!”

Vortigern in human form drew his king sword.

It was a pitch-black long sword, and the sword was wrapped with an ominous bloody aura.

He took out his weapon, aimed it in Shaar’s direction, and raised his hand to shoot a pitch-black light cannon.

This is a judgment that can be called wise.

Through the fight just now, Vortigern has realized that the enemy in front of him cannot be knocked down by becoming huge.

In contrast, using this relatively flexible human form to attack it from a distance is definitely a good choice.

Anyway, his magic power is unlimited, if it is a protracted battle, he will definitely be the winner.

Vortigern thought very confidently.

And coincidentally.

At this moment, he is not the only one who has this idea.

“Better perseverance, isn’t it?”

Looking at the dignified White Dragon King in the distance.

On Xiaya’s face, there was a smile that was bound to win.

Under his control, the weapon in his hand changed from a short blade to a wide one in an instant. It was not so much a “sword” but a “super-large machete” weapon.

A black breath was released from the blade—this is the cursed blade from the god of the underworld, not inferior to the weapon in Vortigern’s hand that symbolized the angry breath of the British Isle.

With the help of this weapon, the next battle… would be much simpler.

“Then come on.”

Facing the surging magic cannon, Shaar did not choose to dodge.

Instead, he raised the weapon in his hand, pointed in the direction of Voutigeng, and rushed to kill him without hesitation.

“Let’s have a good fight!”

…

This is a fight to the death with no end in sight.

Vortigern, who has infinite recovery power, meets Char who can draw power from the enemy.

When the two of them really get entangled, this battle directly changes from a duel of strength and skill to a competition of will and perseverance.

In this regard, of course, Xiaya needn’t say much.

He came here just to defeat Vortigern.

No matter how long the battle lasts, no matter how badly he is injured.

As long as Vortigern has not fallen, he will never put down the weapon in his hand.

But at the same time, Vortigern expressed his incomprehension.

“What is the origin of this guy?”

Looking at the wounds on his body that kept appearing and healing.

Looking at this puppet-like enemy in front of him, he is tireless, let alone hurt.

Vortigern’s attitude towards Shaar has changed from being disdainful and angry at the beginning to now being suspicious.

He really can’t figure it out.Where did the lunatic come from?

He didn’t say hello, and he didn’t listen to reason.

When he came up, he held the sword and slashed at him.

At the same time, Voutigeng could see it.

Xia Ya’s swordsmanship does not have a complete set of rules, it simply relies on the instinct of the body to fight.

But the problem is… It is this tactic like a mad dog, but Vortigern has nothing to do with him.

After all, Vortigern is also not someone who is good at fighting.

He is the Dragon King—but he is different from the real giant dragon that Artoria bred through acquired means. .

The reason why he can become the Dragon King is because he drank the blood of the dragon.

Before being a dragon, he was truly human.

He has also practiced martial arts, but compared to the ancestral intuition of “Pandoragon”, his so-called martial arts are so vulnerable.

“It’s frustrating…”

For the first time in his life, Vortigern felt this powerless feeling.

how to say.

Even Voutigeng, who knew that he was “destined to die at the hands of the Red Dragon King”, was not as aggrieved as he is now.

After all, at that time, Voutigeng not only recognized his own destiny, but also the path he should take.

At that time, he was full of fighting spirit.

But now, facing this Shaar who can’t communicate at all, and the curse that keeps emerging from his body like a blunt knife cutting flesh.

Vortigern finally panicked.

He is not afraid of fighting, let alone death.

But this does not mean that he is willing to waste his time on this meaningless and endless thing!

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This kind of thankless thing, as long as it is a normal person with enough IQ, is absolutely unacceptable.

“What the hell are you trying to do??”

After fighting for several hours.

Finally, Voutigeng, who couldn’t bear this boring fight to the death, found the gap in the battle and forcibly opened the distance between him and Shaar.

At this moment, dark red blood stains had spread all over his body.

The blood included his and Shaar’s, completely soaking his robe, like a ghost crawling out of hell.

——Of course, compared to him, Shaar’s situation is definitely not much better.

Even, because the armor on his body has been broken, there is no intact place on his body.

At this moment, Xiaya’s appearance was even more ferocious.

However, it is at this time.

Vortigern suddenly noticed…something seemed wrong with this guy in front of him.

What is wrong?

Vortigern stared at Shaar for a long time.

In the end, he found some answers from his green eyes that were originally green, but now they are faintly yellow.

“what the hell?.”

Vortigern looked at Shaar whose face was full of madness.

Suddenly there was a burst of laughter:

“Hahahahahaha.”

“It turns out… you’re planning on doing this?!”