Bump!!! After a low but thrilling muffled sound passed, the golden light in Stonehenge gradually faded away.
Arthur sweated. The barrier of Stonehenge was still strong enough. Even if the dark creatures inside had a dark burst, they could not damage Stonehenge.
Thanks to the strong barrier of Stonehenge, everyone was finally safe, temporarily.
"Merlin, close Stonehenge." Arthur ordered while putting away his sword. The golden light completely passed, and the King of Knights saw a figure in the middle of the stone circle.
Roble on the verge of death.
The leader of the tiger tribe fell to the ground, dying.
The moment the barrier was lifted, Albert rushed over desperately to check on his father's condition.
Arthur watched from a distance. He didn't need to look closely to know that Roble was hopeless.
Even though the time was very short, the Anzi still eroded Roble's whole body. Every drop of vitality in his body had been eaten away by the Anzi. The skin and flesh on his body even broke into countless petals and opened up, like a flower.
A bloody red lotus.
A broken body, a broken soul, any problem can be fatal.
"Dad..." The tiger boy knelt beside Robur. The white mist emanating from him enveloped Robur's body, constantly repairing the wounds of the tiger clan leader.
"...Is it Al?" Roble murmured in a voice so weak that no one could hear him, "Remember this! You must kill... all humans..."
.."
"Don't say that at this time, save your energy!" Albert muttered in a low voice.
"Humanity is...the enemy! Only when all humans die...can we...live a good life!"
(Still talking nonsense like this!)
Arthur walked towards Roble and his son, never letting go of the Sword of the Holy King in his hands.
"Merlin, find a way to revive this guy." The Knight King ordered.
"But, Your Majesty------!"
"Do it now." Arthur put the tip of his sword on Albert's back, "And you, stay away from me."
Al had no choice but to take half a step back, "What on earth do you want to do, meow?"
"It's so noisy, get out of here!" Arthur kicked Al away, came to Roble, and said in a threatening tone: "Chief Roble, I ask you for the last time: Do you want to surrender?"
If you surrender, I will save you, stop the fire, and give you and your army a chance to survive. Although there have been many casualties, there are always many people who can survive;
Otherwise, you all must die! I want to kill you, kill your son, and then kill every orc on this battlefield, even burning their bones!
Whether to die with hatred or live with shame, it’s your choice!”
After recovering a small amount of strength under Merlin's treatment, Roble stared at the King of Knights with vicious eyes, the resentment in his eyes never fading even a little bit.
His answer was unexpectedly calm: "I choose to die. Since we are defeated, kill all us orcs! You have the right. If you don't kill us all, we will definitely come back and fight with you humans again."
Meet each other. There will be absolutely no room for reconciliation in this war. Either you die or I die!"
"Okay." Arthur raised his sword, but the tip of his sword did not point at Roble. Instead, he turned the sword and said, "Let's start by killing your son!"
He stabbed out the sword unexpectedly, and before Albert could react, the Holy King's sword had already penetrated into the heart of the tiger man boy.
"Woo!" Al widened his blue eyes and spit out a mouthful of blood: "Is this...a joke?!"
"No." Arthur suddenly twisted the sword blade, and the rotating Holy King's sword immediately made a big hole in Al's chest, completely crushing the Khajiit boy's heart!
The severe pain caused Albert to lose consciousness all over, and he immediately collapsed to the ground!
"Kill one first." King Arthur said to Roble in a cold and ruthless tone, "I heard that your eldest son is also on the slave ship shipped to Pantorakon? Don't worry, I will kill him when I go back."
The strong murderous aura in the King of Knights is approaching, and the sword in his hand is ready to thrust out at any time: "Now, it's your turn."
"...No, don't!" Patriarch Roble begged for mercy in a low voice, "You can kill me, but...don't hurt Robert! He is my last hope!"
Why is it always my brother? Why don't you care about me? Al, who was on the verge of death, lay on the ground and cried quietly.
King Arthur showed a ferocious face, like a demon: "No, kill them all. The loser must die. Orcs and humans cannot coexist, that's what you said."
In this case, it is up to me to be a cruel devil and kill all of you orcs, completely eradicating them from this earth! Are you satisfied with what I do?"
"No...!" Robl spit out a mouthful of blood and burst into tears: "No!!"
Without saying a word, Arthur chopped off one of the tiger leader's arms with a knife: "It's too late!!"
Blood spurted out, and Merlin cast a protesting look at the King of Knights: "Do you want me to save him or not?!?"
Arthur glared at the Archmage: "Continue to treat him. If he dies while I am talking, it will be difficult."
Merlin had no choice but to continue using magic to extend Roble's life. He used momentum magic to block the wound and temporarily stop the bleeding from the wound on the Khajiit's arm.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
Surrender...surrender! Don't hurt...Robert!"
Unexpectedly, Arthur drew another sword and chopped off Roble's other hand: "You forgot your manners!"
"Uh-huh!" Robl lost both arms and almost went into shock. But he used strong willpower to stay awake and finished his last words: "Please. Please... let us go!"
The King of Knights was silent for a moment, seeming thoughtful.
Then, he replied with a slightly disappointed tone: "Very good. I will let you go."
The Holy Spirit Crown on the King of Knights' head flashed with light, and the two Holy Spirits who were still setting fire on the battlefield were immediately de-summoned and disappeared without a trace.
Arthur turned and kicked Albert hard: "Get up! I know you are not dead yet."
Albert was still depressed and wanted to just lie down and not sleep. However, he would not die. Even if he was seriously injured with a broken heart, the fluid energy in his body still supported the life of the tiger man boy.
And quickly repair damaged organs in a short time.
Arthur kicked him hard again: "I put away the Holy Spirit who set the fire, but the fire will not be simply put out. If you don't get up and find a way to put out the fire, just let the 300,000 orcs burn to death. I will not sympathize with you."
them."
Al got up while vomiting blood, but his eyes were blank: "Don't talk like I can put out the fire."
"El...er..." Roble begged in a low voice: "Please...do something."
The tiger boy turned away and avoided his father's gaze: "I hate you. Humans and orcs, they are all a bunch of damn bastards."
"Then just stand by and let these damn bastards die." The King of Knights sneered.
(...It’s just because I can’t do it, that’s why I hate it.)
Wang pointed out Albert's thoughts sharply: "The opposite of love is not hate, but indifference. Since you still hate them, it means you still care about them."
The tiger boy was silent again. In that white mist, the wound on his chest was almost completely healed, and his healing speed was comparable to that of a succubus.
After all, he sighed: "King of Knights, I will settle this account with you one day."