Even Garou, who had always mocked the protagonists before, turned his attention away in a rare move after seeing this unscrupulous behavior, and angrily questioned the knights for not having the proper manners as villains. But in a moment. The reputation of the Knights of the Round Table dropped to near freezing point in the world of the universe. And everyone is confident! "Five or six servants are besieging you at the same time. No matter how strong you are, you are as naked as Saber!" In the Celtic camp of the Wheel of Suppression, Diarmuid, who had appeared in the North American Mythology War and deeply recognized Fujimaru Ritsuka as a Master's qualification, brandished his double guns. These powerful men are all like this. That group is relatively weak. Ordinary viewers who also questioned the knights' actions were madly posting comments. They were eagerly looking forward to it. Looking at the narrative conversation within the clip.

His eyes were fixed on Tristan, the instigator of the disaster. Stare at him, hoping he'll show signs of weakness or regret. however-- "Ah.." Suddenly. The close-up was of his flowing red hair. "It's the same for us, Old Man Shan. The king will never forgive you." The Knight of the Magic Bow——Tristan He narrated it lightly. "Because if you hadn't resisted, the king's goal would have been achieved long ago." In the eyes of the Knights of the Round Table. Especially now that I feel guilty. It seems that these knights are willing to help the Lion King achieve great things. How bold and presumptuous it is to dare to disobey the Knights of the Round Table and the Lion King. So Tristan also has a rage that rivals that of the Mountain Hermits. This is exactly why he is so fearless. It is because the knights know it very well! All these evil deeds, all these sins, are for the king’s journey! It is to continue this era!

"The time has come!" He suddenly shouted loudly. No longer maintaining that reserved and elegant face. He shouted loudly, with his fingertips pointing high into the air, and let out a cold and fierce cry. "Please look up! To the western sky!" "Just accept your retribution with regret!!!" The loud voice pierces the dark night. The heavy, gray sky breaks through the night that is approaching dawn along with the sound line. A moment later—— The most terrifying thing in the world. A desperate high-density magical reaction immediately erupted. Covering up the bleakness of the night. That is a miracle beyond human power! It is a sacred object that cannot be surpassed or even matched by all the magic skills in the world. The chaotic black sky, like a whirlpool, rotates clockwise continuously. then.. It is a golden light. Brilliant golden color. At first it was just a trace. Soon, it spread further. Its brilliance erodes the tranquility of the night moon. Its dazzling brilliance took away the light of heaven and earth. Its magical power swallowed up the world. A tornado-like phenomenon. The purest magic of pure gold is just the tip of the iceberg. Accompanied by a dazzling and bright beam of light that illuminates the entire edge of the mountain. Holy and ruthless punishment will fall. Every ray of light energy was surging, as if penetrating the surface of the earth.

This is something called an anchor point that directly acts on the surface of the world and maintains the foundation of the world. now. Sanction the world, judge human nature, and reveal the mighty sacred weapon that can move mountains and rivers. Its mysterious fiber content exceeds common sense. The purest, strongest, and sharpest thing appeared before the eyes of the world as if it penetrated the sky! ! This is the Lion King's verdict [Purifying Column of Light] Accompanied by Sir Tristan's respectful introduction. After a moment, everything disappeared! The majestic and holy column of light descends from above! The flames engulfed the suburban area. That is the tribe called West Village! But in the blink of an eye, it completely disappeared from the map!!! "What... is this, the Holy Inquisition?" Fujimaru Ritsuka raised his head and gazed at the golden holy cone that occupied the sky and the earth. A close-up clip shows the world shrinking into his pupils. The scene he witnessed when he first led the refugees to escape from the Holy City appeared before his eyes. In the endless desert. Countless potholes beyond comprehension dot the desert. Think back to the questions those refugees had at the time. Everything is answered. Is this... the Holy Judgment!? It was glorious and majestic, just as the knights had described it, and it was the karmic fire that could purify all the filth in the world. Can you win!? This guy... How could I meet such a guy?! In that moment. There was an inevitable hint of panic in the depths of Fujimaru Ritsuka's eyes.

If you say that in this hopeless situation the thought "I definitely can't win" has not yet occurred to you, then that would be truly false. Because even if you look at the entire dimension of the heavens. This extraordinary light anchor is also a ray of light that countless powerful people cannot ignore. "What the hell is this thing?!" Yugi Muto clutched the Yu-Gi-Oh Card. The solemn and holy hymn coupled with the melodious holy pillar descending made him tremble inevitably. "The level of combat power... Impossible, he is just an Earthling, but he can break through this level so quickly... And it is still increasing!?" Kakarot's brother Raditz was also astonished. He never expected that humans in other worlds who are so weak can achieve such a level! ? "Heh... Is this the holy spear? I see. Tsk... Although I am very unhappy, this holy object seems to be something that can be compared with my EA." On the Wheel of Suppression, Gilgamesh looked at the hardships that his subjects had suffered and his face was very ugly: "Don't show your cowardice to me! As a subject of Uruk, you must maintain your manners at all times, Chaldean magician!" Enkidu: ... Really.. Jill, you idiot, this story obviously happened before I met you, didn't it? The green-haired beauty smiled faintly, looking at the young men of Chaldea, but there was a hint of worry in the depths of his eyes: "Come on, young Masters... This level of hardship is difficult to handle, but if you can surpass your limits, it will allow you to grow to a higher level!" What a terrifying holy spear. The battle situation that had just been reversed not long ago was reversed at this moment. I haven't seen the full picture of the Holy Lance yet. We're only seeing the tip of the iceberg. However, it caused Chaldea's magic detector to reach the point of overshooting. The gap as huge as the galaxy forced Roman to face reality. They are now... facing monsters above the god level! The battle situation changes rapidly, and he is temporarily at a disadvantage again, or even might be killed on the spot. Free skirt 50⒈8 The Lion King's Judgment is about to fall. The viewers who thought the battle situation had been overturned not long ago now had their three views shattered. "We are actually going to fight this kind of thing... Impossible... Impossible Impossible Impossible!!!" Even though Joseph was resourceful, he still slammed the table in anger. He knew too well what this huge difference in strength meant. "Although I know very well that as the savior, this young man will definitely not fall here, but ah... isn't it a bit too much for him to face a disaster of this level!?" Teenagers save the world! ? OhNo! This is a plot that only appears in youth comics! "Huh? Hey, hey, hey, Mr. Joseph, that's not what you said when you boasted about defeating the Pillar Man and reaching the top of the Earth when you were young." Polnareff couldn't help but put a question mark. He still remembered the arrogant look on Joseph's face when he boasted that he would definitely have a role as the protagonist. But Bobo just made a few sarcastic remarks, he was more focused on the story at hand.

In other words, it made Polnareff very angry. It is the merciless judgment of the Lion King. "Damn it, the Knights of Justice are all lying down... including the best knight in front of his throne who has not retreated yet. Do you want to sacrifice your subordinates!?" This is our real fighting power! ? Even if you want to defeat the enemy. But is this kind of behavior of hurting the enemy by a thousand and hurting yourself by eight hundred really feasible? The same problem exists in other worlds.