Solomon Who Doesn’t Want To Be a Doctor is Not a Good Roman

PS: I want to speed up the plot of the sixth singularity.

Chapter 824 Chapter 339 How are you wearing Lancelot armor?

Sanzang gave a high-pitched shout, and his slender hand raised his palm and printed it on the grand main entrance of the Holy City. No one expected that the door that resisted everyone's attack was torn like a piece of paper.

A gleaming beam of light shot out from Sanzang's hand, knocking out the main gate, and the strongest gate of the Holy City was broken by a cannon in the shape of a palm.

Only she can do it.

Sanzang Xuanzang, not to defeat, but to save sentient beings.

The brilliance of his body did not dissipate, and he still maintained the gesture of high fives, but Lixiang faintly felt that the spiritual foundation of Sanzang was showing signs of disintegration.

"Sanzang."

"Hehe, it worked."

Sanzang put down his arms, but the movements on his hands were very stiff, but he still put on a very relaxed smile.

"Sure enough. The power of the Buddha can't be used indiscriminately. I only have this chance."

Sanzang solemnly nodded Lixiang: "My mission has been completed, and now it's your turn, Lixiang. The soldiers are very fast, don't be reacted by them. Don't feel sad because I disappear, come to me. It is also a part of the practice, maybe after this time I will really become a Buddha.”

She didn't feel "dead" at all, and even if she disappeared, she left without any tension.

"Senior, the solemn knight..."

"I see, let's go!"

...

"Lancelot!!"

Lancelot, who was commanding his subordinates to attack the side door, suddenly heard a roar.

In fact, her troops have been attacked since just now, but her mission is to attract the attention of the Holy City's combat power, so she only needs to stand still here.

Looking at the banner of the attacking troops, Lancelot knew that the leader was the guerrilla knight Mordred.

The knight wearing the bull's head helmet is unmatched. From a distance, he maintains the state of releasing magic power, disconnects from the solemn knight behind him, and chops down the enemies in front of him one by one, and it doesn't take long to come. In front of Lancelot.

But Mordred, who came to Lancelot, did not stare at her, but looked around strangely, and finally focused on Lancelot.

"Hey, woman, where's the Lancelot guy?" After a pause, Mordred said again, "Why are you wearing Lancelot armor?"

It was the first time that Lancelot showed his true face in front of her, so Mordred couldn't know that she was Lancelot. In his impression, Lancelot was still a great knight (male).

"Mr. Mordred, I am Lancelot. You have been able to meet again on the battlefield? It seems that I misestimated the power of the red dragon."

"...What the **** are you talking about?"

Lancelot looked at Mordred who was completely stunned and said: "Can't you accept this fact? But this is the truth. I am Lancelot, the knight of the lake. What is the reason for you to deny this truth? I But I have never admitted my gender."

"What? How is that possible? What's up with Lancelot, a woman?"

Mordred was as unbelievable now as she was when she first learned that her father was a girl.

The most powerful knight turned out to be a woman?

The bull-headed helmet on his head disappeared, and Mordred looked at Lancelot with serious eyes, as if he still suspected that he had been deceived by strange magic.

He was wearing Lancelot's armor, that's right, and he was holding Lancelot's gun. He was about the same height, and even the spirit base was exactly the same.

Lancelot put on his helmet again: "If so? Lord Mordred, are you still unwilling to admit me?"

Mordred looked at Lancelot, who had returned to his original appearance, and listened to the clear voice, and he was sluggish for several seconds. But she is also a big-hearted person, and she quickly recovered from the mental shock.

Mordred's tone was full of deep resentment: "This is ridiculous, are all men in Britain dead?"

"I didn't expect you to be a bitch. But forget it, it doesn't matter whether it's a man or a bitch. Lancelot, I'm back, let's fight to the death this time!"

Probably because the helmet completely covered Lancelot's face, Mordred's communication had become unobstructed, and she raised the sword of kings in her hands full of fighting spirit.

"Alright. Although we have no personal grudges, it is indeed time to decide the winner."

"Don't talk like you won, this time I will beat you down!"

The magic power was released to a new height, with Mordred as the center, a gust of wind blew around. The sword of the king in his hand could no longer restrain the magic power, and the red lightning kept jumping, becoming a terrifying weapon.

A whoosh sounded, and when the sound reached his ears, the sword wrapped in red magic had already slashed Lancelot's body.

Lancelot dodged Mordred's blade, but the heavy magic still hit her armor like a heavy hammer, causing her body to involuntarily slump.

"It's amazing. Both speed and strength are more than three times stronger than before. The blessing of the Lion King is so powerful."

"Ha, are you afraid? This is the power that my father gave me. If I have it, I will never lose!"

"It's uncertain."

Mordred repeated his old tricks, but was seen through by Lancelot. The spear with a reverse spine was pointed at the long sword. The magic-enhanced sword did not hit Lancelot this time. The edge just brushed past her.

Of course, Mordred is not just that, she didn't even think about changing her tactics, just like the usual rude swordsmanship wielding the knight's sword in her hand. But under the terrifying increase of magic power, the whole person is like a deadly tornado, as long as it is lightly rubbed, it will bring terrifying serious injuries. The solemn knight who was accidentally caught in the storm was shattered without even a chance to struggle, whether it was an enemy or a friend.

But Mordred can't take care of that much anymore. She is now full of revenge and hatred, and she just wants to win once with Lancelot.

The strength of Mordred, blessed by the Lion King, is beyond doubt, and Lancelot did not choose to collide head-on, which is an unwise move.

She needs an opportunity to fight back, and this opportunity needs to be patiently waited for.

The figure danced nimbly in the storm, and red lightning flowed by. Occasionally, when he encountered an unavoidable attack, he raised his gun and opened it. Even if the aftermath of the attack was affected, it was blocked by the sturdy armor.

Although he possessed unparalleled magical skills, under this reckless attack, he was useless for a while.

Suddenly, there was a violent magic reaction in the center of the holy city, and the huge magic power and heat almost shook the people in the entire holy capital.

Lancelot and Mordred also stopped their movements and looked over, only to see a layer of light curtains appearing in the imperial city, surrounding the entire imperial city like a wall of light.

But Lancelot and Mordred immediately connected the wall of light with the holy spear, because the two were identical in shape.

"Holy spear activated? Looks like they're in trouble."

"It seems that the father has woken up. Ha, if you can't enter the imperial city, even breaking Camelot is useless. The human beings selected by the saint have already been gathered by the father."

Saints are made from the holy spear of the Lion King, and the imperial city is the core part of the holy spear. It is so difficult to even break through the main gate, and it is even more wishful thinking to break the wall of light in the imperial city, even if Sanzang arrives, it may not be possible.

"No, I can't let my father come here too. I have to kill you one step earlier. Maybe my father will look at me differently."

"You're still the same, Sir Mordred. That's right, you're father and son."

"What are you talking about, Lancelot," Mordred said rightfully. "It's not about father and son, Lancelot, but the Knights of the Round Table and King Arthur. The Knights of the Round Table are King Arthur's Knights of the Round Table, not It belongs to the Knights of the Round Table of Britain. As long as the Knights of the Round Table have King Arthur, even if Britain is gone. But you, Lancelot, you took Guinevere... You are a woman, Lancelot T, what exactly did you take Guinevere for? Was it for fun?"

"Maybe you don't believe it, but it's not my intention to take Guinevere."

"Forget it, that kind of thing doesn't matter anymore. But ah, Lancelot, for breaking the peace of the Knights of the Round Table, your crime is unforgivable."

A tyrannical breath swept over Mordred, she let out a roar like a lion, and the sword of the king smashed towards Lancelot roughly.

The helmet was split open in an instant, the hidden face was exposed again, and the sturdy armor on the body also had a wound, and blood spattered from the wound, but the long sword fell into the ground with all his strength.

The anti-thorn-shaped spear pierced Mordred's heart. It could be seen that Lancelot was well prepared and did not intend to avoid this sword from the beginning.

Lightning burst from Mordred, and the sword in her hand could split Lancelot in half as long as she raised it. She did not choose to abandon the sword and escape, even if she died with Lancelot.

"Don't underestimate me! Ah—"

"—"

Mordred's painful cry stopped abruptly, his hands holding the King's Sword loosened, and he looked at the arm that couldn't use his strength.

Her pain didn't come from Lancelot's fatal wound, but from her scarred hands, which were overused and released beyond the limits of her body.

"The blessing given to you by the Lion King is to run wild, allowing you to use powerful magic without limit during battle, but this runaway will overdraw the power of the spiritual foundation, and you forget the changes in your body. Lord Mordred , it seems that the Lion King has not forgotten everything, she seems to have a grudge against you."

Even if there is no battle here, with Mordred's continuous activity, she will still be consumed by the blessing of "runaway", and finally be killed in a certain battle.

"You guy... you're really strong. Damn it, if you can't beat him, there's no way to beat the king at all."

"Are you still clinging to the British throne?"

"So you don't understand at all. Damn, the only person who can end me is King Arthur..."

Mordred said in frustration, but that time was destined to never come. Whether it was defeating King Arthur or being defeated by King Arthur, it was destined that there would not be a second time.

Mordred was knocked down, and the number of Knights of the Round Table guarding the Holy City was reduced by one, but the Holy Spear had been activated, and the changes in the war situation seemed unable to affect the war.

At this moment, a large electric ball that makes people unable to open their eyes shot from a distance, the source was the desert in the distance, and it was the support of the Sun King from the desert.

However, the big electric ball was blocked by the magic barrier on the outer wall of the holy city, and it was impossible to touch the holy spear in the imperial city.

The first shot, the second shot, the third shot... The continuous big electric ball finally broke the magic barrier, and the next big electric ball hit the holy spear accurately. However, what is desperate is that the towering holy spear did not shake at all, and it did not leave any traces on the holy spear until the big electric ball disappeared.

At this time, the support strikes from the desert stopped, and even the Sun King could not carry out multiple bombings of such intensity without restraint.

This is really no solution, because no one here can play a more powerful attack than this big electric ball.

What made people even more desperate was that the holy spear shrouded the imperial city reacted and gathered a strong light in order to counterattack. This light reminded Lixiang and the others of the attack that once attacked the West Village and was blocked by Alash.

- Like divine punishment.

"Almighty God, witness Yu's great deeds! Bow down! Yu's infinite brilliance, the sun **** will come here! ——The Great Compound Temple of Glory!"

Divine declarations echoed in the sky, and chants spread throughout the sanctuary.

A huge shadow appeared, there was a whistling sound in the sky, and a huge building fell from the sky, it was the tomb of the pharaoh, the magnificent pyramid.

The upside-down pyramid smashed into the holy spear, and the divine punishment that was about to be shot came to an abrupt end. The collision between the holy spear and the mausoleum caused a great earthquake, and the sturdy outer walls of the holy city also trembled. The two collided for a moment, and the huge pyramid became looming and could disappear at any time, but the wall of light also began to deform, crumbling under the impact of the pyramid.

This was the collision that almost decided the outcome of this war. Everyone stopped what they were doing and waited for the outcome of this contest.

If the Sun King succeeds, the people of the mountain will go further. If the lion king wins, human beings will go to the end of the world and have no possibility of turning over again.

And the final result was astounding, no one thought that it would be the same death, the pyramid and the wall of light disappeared at the same time.

Not many people care what happened to the Sun King, because his people are not here. However, the disappearance of the wall of light protecting the imperial capital means that the crusade can continue, and the majesty of the Lion King has been severely hit.

Section 825 Chapter 340 Round Table (1)

"Did the pyramid fall from the sky?"

Lixiang and the others stood helplessly in front of the wall of light in the imperial city. Although he knew that this was the appearance of the holy spear, he still looked around for the switch with hope, but the switch was not found, and the wall of light was instead defeated by the pyramid that fell from the sky.

I have to say that when the Grand Complex Shrine of Glory landed, the scene was terrifyingly spectacular, even if it was as daring as Lixiang, it stayed motionless. After all, they are standing under the pyramid, and the kind of attack that is impossible to escape makes people subconsciously give up dodging and resisting.

"That guy really has two strokes. It's really a shame he came up with this way. But he even threw out his own grave, and I don't know what's going on now."

"Senior, tomb or something... Although it is a fact..."

After receiving the help of Osmandias, Matthew suddenly became a little tangled. Although the Sun King's temper was a little worse, he did not give any support to them. It seems that it is difficult to find an opportunity to express gratitude for this help.

"Let's enter the imperial city quickly. As long as the holy spear is still there, the Wall of Light can be restored again. We don't know the charging time of the Wall of Light."

The situation is better than expected.

The Wall of Light appeared in the shape of a holy spear, which seemed to be the incarnation of the holy spear. After being defeated by Osmandias, many knights had already been hit and lost their will to fight. In particular, the main entrance of the Holy City was broken, and Mordred had been defeated, which made many Knights of the Holy City think that they had been defeated.

From time to time, there were sounds of destruction in the Holy City, and fireworks were also rising, and the people of the mountain seemed to be in control of the situation.

But only those who understand the truth know that the outcome of this war is not the Knights of the Round Table or the Old Man of the Mountain, but the Lion King.

As long as the Lion King is not defeated and the holy spear is still in her hands, then victory is still in the hands of the goddess.

Suddenly, everyone felt a gust of breeze blowing, and the sun in the sky shone again and fell on everyone.

The sandstorm brought by Wang Hassan has disappeared. Could it be that Wang Hassan was defeated?

"What are you doing? Did the old man just lose like that?"

"Woo-" "Hey, David, are you all right?"

Not to mention David, who is as funny as a sudden arrow, Olga Marie has a message.

"No, Wang Hassan didn't lose, he chose to leave by himself, probably thinking that if you were able to enter the imperial city, his mission would be completed. Gawain was neither defeated nor injured, and I believe he will be here soon. Come here. Lancelot met Mordred, Lancelot won, and now he is closing in and preparing to break through the side door."

"You know so much, are you watching a movie in the control room?"

"Stop talking nasty things there. I'm also very tired. Even Webber is here to help!"

Rika's complaint seemed to have angered Olga Marie, and the irritable woman rebuked Rika loudly.

After the singularity is repaired, what will happen to Chaldea is unknown.