King Arthur, Apprentice of Roger’s Company Chapter 233

“It’s over!”

Layers of feathers enveloped him, making him look like a half-eagle, half-human beast.

With the White-headed Eagle Fruit’s enhancement, the intensity of the sword light in John’s hand instantly reached its peak.

Combining speed,

The swiftness of an eagle!

Seeing through weaknesses,

The sharpness of an eagle!

Just this transformed swordsmanship alone put immense pressure on Arthur, not to mention his already formidable strength.

Clang—

Swords collided, and the immense force from the sword vibrated Arthur’s tiger’s mouth, making it numb.

“Now’s the time!!”

The strongest moment is also inevitably the weakest.

Arthur’s expression tightened, his emerald eyes instantly spotting a change in John’s stance. Seizing the opening, he decisively struck with his sword, a colorless sword light streaking through the air.

Iron-Cutting Style reappeared!

Cutting through countless light and shadows, directly striking John’s wide-open chest.

“Wh…what?!”

His pupils constricted.

Not in shock at the exquisite skill of his sword move.

But unable to comprehend the timing of this sword strike. It seemed like he could take advantage of his wide-open stance to land a blow, but correspondingly, Arthur himself, with the sudden sword thrust, entered his attack range.

In a trade-off.

He might get a cut.

But Arthur?!

—Definitely dead!!

A kid whose raw strength was far inferior to his, there was no way he could block his fatal blow.

“Seeking death!”

Although he didn’t know why Arthur, who had always seemed incredibly shrewd, would make such a clumsy mistake.

But John, feeling he had seized the opportunity, revealed a sinister smile.

The sword cut across his chest, leaving a deep, bone-visible wound, and crimson blood flowed down his front.

He didn’t care at all.

Under the stimulation of blood and pain, the grin on his face became even more terrifying, as if he were a demon from hell.

“Die—for me!!”

John’s eyes were wide with rage, and in his sharp pupils, a divine eagle seemed to let out its first cry.

The light from the longsword in his hand surged.

It soared by a hundredfold or more, as if he had unleashed all his power to annihilate Arthur in one fell swoop.

“Heheheh—”

Under the piercing laughter, he seemed to already see Arthur lying in a pool of blood.

John had even planned how to celebrate.

Suddenly, a cold shout came from his ear.

“Scram—”

Golden light spread, and the grand dao surged.

The golden glow rolling in the sky transformed into a vast spear that lunged forward.

Holy Lance—Rhongomyniad!

Morgan, holding the mighty long spear, suddenly appeared on the field. Her petite figure, though insignificant compared to the Holy Lance, was like a child wielding a giant spear.

But the surging tide-like magic on her, like an ocean, made it impossible for anyone to laugh. Even if it wasn’t the same power system, the freely flowing power was undeniably real!

In terms of sheer volume, it even made John involuntarily glance sideways.

The two joined forces in a fierce assault, instantly forcing the smug John into a corner.

John, who had been arrogant and rampant, intending to cut Arthur down, was in the blink of an eye, inflicted with several bone-deep wounds by the fierce offensive.

Arthur alone could entangle him with his superb swordsmanship.

With the even more powerful Morgan, who was even subtly superior to him, joining the fray, the scales of this battle naturally tipped even further, and his slim chance of victory directly plummeted into the dust.

If fighting Arthur felt like being entangled by his exquisite sword moves, a suffocating feeling of being constrained, where he could clearly win but was held back from fully unleashing himself.

Then what he was facing now was pure helplessness.

He was simply no match!

Faster!

Stronger!

And magic that was profoundly different from the norm.

All were powers he had never heard of, never seen. The battle-hardened veteran was instantly stunned by the combined assault of the two.

The wound on his chest, which he had initially ignored, letting Arthur attack to lure and kill him, had now become the last straw that broke the camel’s back. Crimson blood flowed profusely, staining half of his clothes, and his face took on a suspicious pallor due to excessive blood loss.

“You!”

“You are shameless!”

“Using… using numbers to bully the weak, is this what you call a king?” John yelled unwillingly, his voice a wail like a defeated dog.

He let the blood flow down his forehead, but the sharpness in his eyes grew even more dazzling.

“Hmph!”

“Using numbers to bully the weak? Wasn’t setting a trap and ambush something you all planned first, a trick to deal with little Arthur?”

“Do you really expect us to wait for your trap to succeed before our counterattack is considered righteous?”

A mocking smile appeared on Morgan’s beautiful face.

She didn’t even have the interest to continue talking to him.

“Boundary Spear Light Wall!”

As the highest-ranking fairy, Morgan’s control over magic was unimaginably powerful to outsiders!

Extreme radiance bloomed from her slender fingertips.

Although it hadn’t reached its peak, the exaggerated spectacle of enveloping the entire Lostbelt.

The vast light wall instantly covered the entire field.

Layers upon layers of light beams, stacked densely, firmly confined John within a small space.

Various mysterious spells emanated from the translucent light wall, transforming into a mighty barrage that surged towards him, instantly covering his entire body, leaving no room to dodge.

He was instantly stunned.

“~My turn!”

Brilliant aurora bloomed on the Sword of Victory and Oath, and Avalon, the ideal land far from the mundane world, poured massive energy into it, quickly reaching the maximum threshold he could currently control.

“Excalibur!!”

Arthur, a man of few words but fierce action.

He unleashed a long-prepared Excalibur at him, a direct ultimate attack to the face.

Particle beams continuously hammered John, hitting him incredibly hard.

“Not bad at all~”

Morgan’s lips curved into a smile.

She charged towards John with the Holy Lance—Rhongomyniad in her hand.

Like a valiant female knight on the battlefield.

Invincible!

In the blink of an eye, she thrust at John a hundred times.

The spear moved like a dragon, like blossoming flowers, with falling petals. Within the grand splendor, there was a terrifying killing intent, each thrust carrying the threat of death.

Like a death-bringing spider lily blooming on the vast sea.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

Clang clang clang!

In just a flash of lightning, the large and small wounds on John’s body visibly increased at an alarming rate. The tide of the battle turned in an instant.

The person who had been on top and smug suddenly became pitiful.

Forced into a corner.

His body was covered in blood, and his face even showed a pallor, only his still sharp eagle eyes held an unyielding glint.

“My—”

“My journey is the vast sea!”

“I am the man who will seize all treasures, how could I fall here!”

John glared, his hair standing on end, as if he had exploded with power. The boiling qi and blood on his body steamed into a red energy aura, transforming into a blood-qi dragon that coiled around him, swaying its head and tail.

The bursting wounds on his body were forcibly closed by the surging blood qi.

The bleeding stopped!