Chapter 1415：

Fujimaru Tatsuka hurriedly yelled, "Miss Joan of Arc, treasure!"

"Leave it to me!"

Joan hurriedly stepped out, raised the banner in her hand, full of magical power, and the banner in her hand exuded a sacred light, shouting: "My lord, show it here--!"

The power of the Lord and the blessing of the angels, starting from the banner, enveloped Fujimaru Tatsuka and others.

The starlight thundered down and hit the banner of Joan of Arc. With a "click", there were some cracks on the banner of Joan, but the starlight was finally blocked.

When the light cannon was over, Fujimaru Tatsuka asked with lingering fear: "Who is it? Who is attacking us?"

Weber said: "Don't worry about who is attacking, but from the behavioral point of view, it can be judged as our enemy for the time being. Moreover, if we attacked impartially to us who landed here, I am afraid that we have already grasped our position. Leave first. Here, Master."

"Okay..."

Before Fujimaru Tatsuka's words were finished, the panicked voices of Romani and Olga Marie rang at the same time:

"Leave! Leave Lixiang quickly, you are surrounded!"

What! ?

Fujimaru Tachika was taken aback, and at this moment, the land that had experienced the baptism of light cannons was already hot, but the temperature at this moment rose again by another level.

The next moment--

The scarlet light suddenly rose into the sky from the other shore not far away.

Seeing the scarlet light and feeling the magic, Hei Saebr couldn't help but raised his eyebrows, "This magic...could it be..."

Some familiar but unfamiliar voices resounded afterwards:

"[Rebellion to my gorgeous father]——!"

The voice fell, and the scarlet light was like a bloodthirsty light cannon, bombarding Fujimaru Tatsuka and others.

Fujimaru Tachika was flustered, because at this moment the effect of Joan of Arc's treasure had passed, and he needed to slow down if he wanted to release the treasure again.

"Sure enough..."

At this time, Hei Saebr frowned and squeezed the inky black holy sword in his hand. Then the magic power was poured into it, and he said coldly: "Oath——, Victory Sword Morgan!"

She swung the sword, and the dark beam of light rushed up and blasted towards the red beam.

Two huge beams of energy bombarded together, and at that moment, time stopped for it.

The next moment--

"Boom!"

Like the sound of muffled thunder, the surrounding ground burst open, and the dust was raised tens of meters high.

"This sword..."

The voice sounded again, with a hint of clarity and determination, "It turns out that this is the case. But unfortunately, this does not change our resolution."

The sky was full of dust and gray and dull, but whether it was Fujimaru Tatsuka or the people in the Chaldean control room, they couldn't help being stunned.

In the hazy sand screen, several figures slowly walked out.

There is a spiritual reaction.

And a spiritual reaction of this scale...

"Just kidding? They are all super heroic spirits!"

Romani looked at the instrument data with a stunned expression on his face.

The dust then lifted away, revealing the appearance of those who came.

The head among them was a girl wearing a blue silver armor and holding a magic sword, with an extremely similar appearance to the black Saebr.

And this girl, Fujimaru Tatsuka had seen it in London in a peculiar way.

Its name is...

"Miss Mordred?" Fujimaru Tatsuka said in surprise.

"Not only that, Master."

Black Saber looked at the person next to Mordred, and his heart sank, "Gawain, Kay, Lancelot, Tristan, Jaheris, Gareth... mine, Knights of the Round Table!"

Knights of the Round Table!

They are...

Knights of the Round Table!

Everyone was stunned.

Immediately overjoyed!

If they are the Knights of the Round Table, then they should listen to the words of Black Saber, who is King Arthur, right?

In this way, wouldn't this peculiar point be easily broken?

At this time, Lancelot sighed, and said, "I have been worried about this before, but I didn't expect that I would run into it, Wang."

The others sighed and smiled bitterly, "After the Civil War, we still have to do this kind of thing."

Mordred frowned, looked at the crowd, and said, "Don't forget. What the **** did we get together again. Those of you who know about the king will never again Rebel?"

"Don't worry... we... have made up our minds, Mordred," Kay said.

"That's good. I don't make it difficult for you, Father...I will deal with it!"

As soon as the words fell, Mordred's eyes flashed with a bright light, his legs kicked, and his body rushed out like a comet. The magic sword in his hand slashed towards the black Saber without hesitation. In the past, he shouted: "Come on, King Arthur! Come and reproduce our legend!"

Black Saber frowned, then swung his sword to meet him.

The two swords met in a volley, and suddenly there was a loud explosion.

Black Saber smashed Mordred away with his sword. When he was about to pursue him, he heard only a "shoo" in his ear, and Black Saber screamed in his heart——

Not good!

Sure enough, I saw a flash of light passing by, and an arrow directly pierced the sky and plunged into her right wrist, unbiasedly destroying the nerve of her right wrist.

Black Saber turned his head, just in time to see Tristan slowly lowering his longbow, and said in a deep voice: "Cui Stanqing..."