Chapter 682: The Fetters of the King and the People

Artoria has exhausted all her strength in the palm of her hand holding the sword. She feels her blood tumbling in her chest. This is joy, pressure, and responsibility.

Once she stood in the ruins of the kingdom, crying silently.

In the past, she even questioned whether she had the qualifications to be a king.

but now.

These people who know her legend still entrust their trust to her.

Bet on your wishes and everything, this time, you will never cry again! Neither fate nor God can take this kingdom away from her again!

The light on Artoria's body seems to be burning ragingly, but the little bits of light continue to gather on her body from the void, getting brighter and brighter. Those are glory, belief, and also the source of her strength.

"Here, in this country, no one can beat me." Arturia shouted loudly.

Xiao Nan's face became serious.

She saw the brilliance.

The other party's profession, I am afraid that it is similar to Roger, the stronger the belief, the stronger the power.

No, it's not just that.

Those light spots, perhaps from the people of this country, do not know whether it is the characteristics of the profession, or some kind of skill, in short, Xiao Nan felt tremendous pressure on Arturia at this time.

"Shi." Xiao Nan's figure turned into a talisman and dispersed, "You are the main attack, be careful."

"it is good."

Two ceremonies step forward.

The white kimono and shoulder-length black hair fluttered wildly in the gust of wind, the moment when the dark pupils turned blue, the boundless killing intent locked on Artoria, there was no hatred, no anger, or even indifference. Pure to incredible killing intent.

"You are not the person I want to kill, but I will kill you with all my strength."

The sound of the two ceremonies was not loud, but it was clearly transmitted to the ears of everyone including the visitors.

This seems to be characteristic of this massive stage of fate.

Arturia looked at this girl with terrifying murderous intent,

He knew in his heart that the other party was expressing respect for her by declaring that he would kill her with all his strength.

"I am the King of Knights, Arturia Pendragon." Arturia called out her name.

"Jianhao, two ceremonies." The two ceremonies also responded.

The next moment, Artoria's body burst out with light like a tsunami. No, this is already a real tsunami. The light roared and rushed towards the two rituals. knight with flag.

They are magical soldiers.

But it is like a real army, as if everyone has their own glory and will, which is extremely real to face the oppressive force of tens of thousands of people.

Aozaki Orange couldn't help but take a small step back.

Magicians are existences above ordinary people, but they are also hiding among ordinary people. This kind of oppressive force makes Aozaki Orange extremely uncomfortable.

However, the expressions of the two rituals did not change.

There was even a smile on the face full of neutral beauty.

At this moment, the personality has switched to Liangyizhi.

For real murderers.

No matter how many people there are, they are just prey.

The long knife in her hand was glowing with blood-colored light, and her figure moved. There was no sword qi across the sky, no avalanche of landslides, and no overwhelming magic power. She was like an ancient Jianhao, one person, one sword, rushed into the army.

Swinging, spinning, beheading...

The white kimono is particularly conspicuous in the azure army. There are no unnecessary movements in the two rituals of swinging the sword and dodging, but it is this ability, coupled with the white kimono that flutters like a butterfly and long black hair, but it gives An unparalleled shocking beauty.

There was a terrifying killing intent on her body.

Every time she swings her knife, she dismembers a large number of enemies with ease.

Terrifying and fascinated.

Not to mention those ordinary people whose mouths are gradually growing, even Arturia is a little addicted to that dangerous charm at this moment.

But she reacted quickly.

The two ceremonies were getting closer and closer to her.

But Arturia did not back down.

She is a king, but also a knight.

After Wan Jun charged, she held her long sword and instead rushed towards the dangerous swordsman, her sprinting movements were full of tempered postures.

Bang-!

The two people collided in the army built by magic.

There was no deafening bang, and no shock to disperse.

Because, Artoria's sword in the stone was broken.

Without any hindrance, the long knives of the two rituals were cut from the middle, and even cut through the ends of Arturia's hair, almost cutting off the symbolic strand of hair.

However, there was a loud noise among the onlookers.

Speaking of Artoria, what cannot be ignored is this sword in a stone.

It is a symbol of kingship and the source of the power of the king of knights in mythology.

Did it break so easily?

No, not just breaking.

Although the distance is far away, every visitor can easily see the current situation of the battle. The sword, in Artoria's hands, turned into ashes and dissipated.

"I can kill everything." The two rituals did not seem to be in a hurry to make up for the attack, but said calmly, "There is no existence that can block my attack. As long as you see a flaw, even a god will kill it for you."

"So..." Artoria looked at her eyes and asked in shock, "You said God can kill, do you mean the Lord of Destiny?"

"No, I don't see any flaws in him." The two ceremonies remained calm.

"..."

Arturia's expression twisted a little, but she breathed a sigh of relief.

If it is the ability that even the Lord of Destiny can threaten, it is really terrible.

but--

She stretched out her hand and once again pulled out a brand new sword in stone from the void.

"The sword in my hand is a symbol of kingship and the trust of the people." Arturia raised her eyes slightly, and said with pride and glory, "You can cut the visible sword, but you can't cut the people's actions against me. Your trust! As long as I am king, the sword will be in my hand!"

After a brief silence.

Countless people cheered again.

Whether it is a teenage boy or an old man in his seventies or eighties, at this moment, he feels the blood tumbling in his body.

They are not incompetent bystanders.

But the supporters behind the Queen.

If people's love for Arturia started from her appearance before, then now, Arturia has really started to build a bond with this kingdom.

The two rituals seemed to narrow their eyes.

Holding the long knife in his hand tightly, he charged up again.

This is a confrontation of cold weapons, but the sword energy and airflow that seem to tear everything seem to represent their strength. Every time they collide, Arturia will lose a sword in her hand, but she will follow Taking out a sword again, he was able to keep up with the battle beyond vision.