Chapter 1607: Transformation in the Battle (12)

Twenty-six years ago, in 500 A.D., on the eve of Passover, the imperial capital of Pantoraken, in the holy city of Camilo.

The old man sneaked out of the shadows and gave two knives at the back of the necks of the two guarding knights at the same time. The two knights immediately fainted and fell to the ground. The old man grabbed the knights' cloaks with swift hands, stopping the guards before their armor hit the ground with a loud noise.

After quietly settling all this, the old man stepped onto the pedestal of the holy sword, stretched out his arm, and was about to remove the terrifying holy sword from the pedestal, which was entwined by the storm.

"Stop, father!" Uther Pantoraken, the leader of the Eastern Heavenly Knights, the Heavenly Knight Uther Pantoraken, appeared and stopped the old man: "Do you know what it means for you to take this holy sword?!"

"Of course I do. The old man looked back and smiled indifferently. The old man's face was mostly hidden in the shadow of the hood, except for his golden eyes, which shimmered in the darkness. The cold wind howled and whistled his cloak and hood, but his hood was firmly fastened with rope, and no matter how the wind blew it, it never slipped off or revealed the old man's true face.

"The Storm Sword is the national treasure of Pantoracan, which is both a symbol of national power and the patron saint of this sacred Camilo. Without the protection of its power, the city will probably fall in more than a decade. ＂

Uther frowned, his already thin face becoming even colder under the light of the lightsaber in his hand: "Since you know this, why are you-"

"Because Camilo has to fall. The old man replied firmly, "The secrets hidden in this city are too dangerous and too terrible, and you young people know nothing about it, and go about your day in a foolish way." ＂

"What the hell are you talking about, father...... Uther, the Heavenly Knight, furrowed his brow even deeper, indicating that he didn't understand at all.

"When the time comes, you will naturally move. The old man ignored his son's dissuasion, walked directly to the pedestal, and pulled out the Storm Sword.

The storm of lightning that guarded Camilo on the topmost tower began to subside and eventually annihilated. This magical white holy city was suddenly enveloped in a pale aura.

"After about ten years, you'll have a son. The old man continued, "He will be king, and he will be the destroyer of the world. All of you believe that the world can be redeemed for the better, but in reality, everything is illusory.

Unchanged is the real truth.

Unchanged is the only way to save this world from destruction. ＂

After speaking, the old man jumped down from the window and disappeared in a night mist under the tower of the White Holy City.

"Are you going to chase after you, Uther?" asked Ark, the Sword Saint who was still a lieutenant at the time, chased in from outside the room and saw this scene.

"No, it's too late. Uther, the Heavenly Knight, sighed, "If my father wants to escape, I guess no one in this country can catch up with him." ＂

Ark then looked out the window at the void, all thinking.

Twenty-six years later, in 526 A.D.

The old man awoke from his sleep, looked at the decadent rust of the sewer pipe, and exhaled.

"Grandpa?" The thin young man on the side was playing with the cat, and when he saw that the old man had woken up, he came over and asked, "Grandpa, you have been sleeping for a long time, is there any problem with your body?"

"You don't have to worry about it. The old man got up from his dirty rag bed, "Walter, I told you to do the practice of combat skills, have you finished practicing all your combat skills, and why are you still playing with cats here at such a leisurely time?"

"Uh-" The thin kid squinted, "Of course it's done." ＂

"Done?" the old man looked at the young man with a little anger, "I told you to practice here for two hours, and before the time is up, you have finished all the exercises that you need to do?" ＂

The boy stuck out his tongue.

"Keep up your practice, I'm watching!" the old man snatched the kitten from the young man's hand: "If you don't finish 10,000 exercises before this evening, you won't want to have dinner!"

"Hey——! how can you do this!"

"Listen, little ghost. The old man suddenly pressed his hands and landed on the child's small shoulders without much muscle protection: "I picked you up from the street." I am the one who taught you all this and gave you the means to be self-reliant. But am I really just talking about good deeds? What do I want you to accomplish, do you remember? Answer me. ＂

"Uh...... The thin boy snorted, "Kill ...... Killer...... ＂

"That's right. I trained you for one purpose: to make you a killer. The old man's eyes sparkled, but he kept his voice to a minimum, and whispered to the thin young man, "We don't have much time left, and this world will soon be destroyed." And the only thing you have to do is to kill the destroyer of this world and prevent this world from being destroyed. Grandpa can't do this, only you can, you know?"

The thin boy swallowed a mouthful of saliva and nodded slightly.

"Well, then, answer me again, what exactly are you for?"

Despite extreme reluctance, the emaciated child murmured, "My mission is to kill [the Destroyer of the World] and prevent the destruction of this world. ＂

"My mission is—" The boy took a deep breath and said, "Kill the King of Great Britain, Arthur. D. Pantoraken. ＂

The old man, whose face was mostly hidden in the shadows, his eyes narrowed into two slits, seemed to be smiling with satisfaction.

It's all already arranged.

At the same time, Great Britain, in the mansion of Prince Kay.

"Wow——" The leopard man jumped up from the bench, sweating profusely.

Things were harder than he had imagined.

Counting the time just now, he has "died" thirty times in a row in the game. This time, he was struck in the head by a mad Husky. The system has an overload protection for pain, and if there is an injury that damages the nerves excessively by a headshot, it will kick the player directly out of the game's virtual world, so Hal automatically logs out of the system.

Everything seemed desperate. Hal never imagined that after learning Uncle Evilstar's swordsmanship, Husky would become so strong. Boy Husky didn't even rely on the combat skills he had learned before, but simply used his skillful swordsmanship and incomparably accurate combat instincts to defeat Boy Hal.

No, maybe it's more than that. There will be failures again and again, and Howl's side also has a lot of responsibility.

If he was just facing an ordinary enemy, the Leopard Man Boy might not have failed so far. But Husky is now controlled by the violent minds of dragons, and he is ruthless and ruthless, and every time he uses extremely brutal methods to ravage the leopard boy to death, so after Hal dies a few times, he gradually becomes timid.

Because of fear, he couldn't let go, and every attack was hesitant, which only contributed to his constant failures.

Because of the successive failures, the leopard man boy began to get depressed.

"How many times is this dead?" "Starlight Dragons, who still sat by and watched with a nonchalant expression, and he couldn't help but feel a little amused when he saw Hal with a lost look on his face.

"I think you'd better give up. It's dinner time in a few hours, and even if you don't get that puppy out of the game, Kay's muscle idiot will do something. ＂

"But," the Leopard Man Boy looked innocently at his Uncle Evil, "that means Husky must be trapped in the game for hours until dinner time." Even if Uncle Kai would rescue him, I don't know if it would have any bad effects on him in the past few hours. ＂

"You're thinking too much. Evil Star snorted. However, he had to admit that the idea of the leopard man boy was not unreasonable.

Husky, a canine boy, is mad because of the effects of dragon scales, and his consciousness has been trapped in the game's virtual world, attacking people when he sees them. If this state of rage lasts for hours, God knows what bad effect it will have on a child's mind?

But Evil Star said that he would not interfere in this matter, and it was impossible for him to change his position at such a time. Dragons are such clumps of stubbornness and self-esteem, which can sometimes be really inconvenient.

"Hal is going to try again. The Leopard Man looked at the Starlight Dragon thoughtfully, then lay down on the bench and tried to put on his hood.

However, his hands were trembling subconsciously. He was afraid to log into the virtual world of that game again, he was afraid to face the crazy Husky again-

He was afraid of being hurt by his friends again.

"Chirp~?" However, before he could put on his hood, a small carp suddenly passed in front of his eyes, attracting Hal's attention.

"Pochi, wait a little longer. The leopard man boy said a little depressedly: "I can't play with you yet, let's talk about it after Hal rescues Husky." ＂

"Chirp!" the balloon fish swam around in front of the leopard man's eyes with a little irritation, as if trying to say something.

"Pochi?"

"Chirp!chirp!" The fish continued to scurry, preventing the leopard-man boy from putting on his hood and logging into the game.

No, maybe it's the opposite, the little carp wants to get into that hood.

Hal gradually understood: "Could it be Pochi...... You'd like to help meow too?"

"Chirp!" Xiao Yu nodded.

"Don't make a fuss, Poki Meow...... Hal frowned: "You're just a small fish, even if you can log in to the game, what can you do to help? ＂

"Chirp. Yet the little balloon fish nodded earnestly, as if it were all taken for granted.

"It's meow. The leopard man boy was stunned.

Indeed, in order to help friends, isn't it all a matter of course. In the game, it hurts to get hurt, but in reality they don't really hurt. No matter how hard and tiring it is, it's all just what happens in the virtual world of the game. And as long as they don't give up, they can try as many times as they want – so, why not?

How far can you go to help your friend?

In a fit of rage, he put on his hood again, lay down, and logged into the game's virtual world with his pet little carp.