1:336 Shine on the Holy King (middle)

After killing Orlando, Arthur turned his head and glared angrily, glaring at the group of nobles in the council: "Who else wants to try this sword?" (Who else is not afraid of death?, come up!) The nobles have already knelt on the ground and kowtowed one by one: "Long live my king! May the light of Pantoraken shine in the sky forever!" The heavenly knights on the side also subdued the rebellious ebony knights, and several other heavenly knights also stepped forward and knelt in front of Arthur: "Long live my king! Long live the kingdom of Pantoraken!" "Countless light bullets came from distant buildings, and they were the work of snipers. They probably hadn't understood what was going on here in the square, and were just carrying out the tasks they had been told.

However, before the light bullets could get close, golden light shone in mid-air, and Arthur swung his sword at a speed that the human eye could not catch, and bounced back the light bullets that were shooting at him one by one!

The light bullets that bounced back were even more powerful than the original light bullets, and with the original track, they shot those snipers one by one without deviation!

The subdued ebony knights, knowing that they could not win at all, panicked and called out to their companions to stop - those who didn't want to die should stop immediately!!

"Is anyone else coming?" said Arthur again.

That's right, he didn't think about becoming a king at all.

But he wanted to live.

If the price of life is to be king of Pantoraken, he should be—

Whoever insults me, kill!-

Those who deceive me, punish!――

Whoever threatens me, perish!

In this shijie where the king is defeated and the weak eat the strong, this is the only truth for survival.

"Hahahahaha!" a strange voice came from the side. Arthur followed the prestige, only to see the headless Councilor of Orlando, getting up!

He slowly stabilized his body, and in the original hole in his neck, a new head grew!

This bastard wasn't human at all, he was some kind of special succubus, just like Gonse.

"Morgoth is right, if you underestimate you, you'll end up in defeat!" Orlando said in his newborn Haode mouth.

"You're really on the way with Morgoth?!—where's Bedwell?!," Arthur asked, in a loud voice.

"You know, what else are you asking?" Orlando's body gradually became enveloped by a burst of black air, "We'll meet at her research institute." "Wait!don't run!!" Arthur rushed forward and swung his sword. However, it was too late, Orlando had disappeared without a trace, and Arthur had slashed only a cloud of black gas.

"Damn!" Arthur stomped his foot in anger. Escaped by that bastard again.

As soon as his nerves relaxed, he felt weak and fell to the ground.

"King Arthur!" Palinlore hurriedly rushed over to help Arthur.

Arthur had already fallen asleep.

When he opened his eyes again, it was already night.

He got up from the bed and turned his head to look at the ** master Merlin next to him.

Merlin also waited patiently for Arthur's question with those deep and wise silver eyes—Merlin had endless time.

Arthur had thousands of questions for Merlin, but he didn't know where to start. He opened his mouth and tried to speak, but Merlin spoke first. He held the king's sword hidden in the sheath and held it flat in front of Arthur: "Do you know what is the most important thing in front of you?" "Of course it's a sword?" Arthur said as a matter of course. Isn't there only one sword in front of him?

"Uh-huh, wrong. Merlin smiled mysteriously, "The Sword of Kings is indeed the most powerful weapon of all, it can easily slash and slash thousands of enemies. However, the most important thing here is not this sword, but this scabbard that I have specially made for you. "Scabbards, what's so special about a scabbard?

"In this scabbard is the [Olympic System]. It is an extension of what we [the people of the old shijie] have, the immortal and immortal. It is capable of continuously absorbing and storing the photons of the alien Shijie from the sword of kings, and channeling them into the body of its owner, that is, you.

In other words, it is capable of giving you infinite liliang.

Hiding the sword of the king in the sheath all the time can store liliang, and this liliang will accumulate more and more over time, and can even change the entire shijie in an instant. "With it, am I invincible?" Arthur muttered. He expressed disdain for this cheating artifact.

"Well, it depends on how you use it. Merlin smiled mysteriously again, "However, because some of the excess photons will flow into the owner's body, it will indeed slightly increase the user's liliang and self-healing abilities. The moment Arthur held the sword, he felt a liliang pouring in all over his body, which turned out to be the credit of the scabbard.

Thanks to that, he was able to control the whole scene in the chaos and smoothly be recognized as [king].

Arthur, who was full of liliang at that time, was particularly domineering and convincing (intimidating) even when he said a word. The reason why the council gave in was because the councillors saw the powerful momentum in Arthur, and this momentum made it clear to them that [to give in is to die].

"One more thing. Merlin cleared his throat with a triumphant expression, as if boasting, "Since this sword is a newly forged sword, stop calling it [Caliburn]

Let's call it Excalibur. "[The Sword of the Holy King]?" Arthur took the sword from Merlin's hand.

He pulled his sword out of its scabbard and looked at it closely.

It is not like the weapons made by modern people, which are practical and full of all kinds of ugly mechanical parts;

Nor is it like the elves who carved a weapon with countless patterns, flashy;

It's not like those hard-to-process Long Wu, who simply pursue the roughness of Liliang.

Arthur had seen countless weapons by now, and this sword was the most unique. It has a style that no other weapon has ever had.

The whole sword is simple and precise, simple and fluent, and it is a combination of liliang and elegance.

The silver, streamlined sword body actually had extremely fine metal seams. The seam is not a blemish, it must have a unique meaning. Arthur seemed to be able to see the inside of the sword, with billions of mechanical components as tiny as particles of dust at work.

The Sword of the Holy King is ten million times more sophisticated than any instrument in existence, it is simply a masterpiece of the wisdom of the gods, and it is now in the hands of a mortal like Arthur.

It was also a sword that his sister Vivien had built herself.

Arthur held the sword in his hand and felt the warmth of the sword of the Holy King flowing into his body.

And it's not just because the scabbard sent some of the photons into Arthur's body. It must be because of something else.

The boy thought that if he didn't have the love of his parents, he would have no one in the world to love him - but that was wrong.

If Vivien hadn't loved Arthur, she would never have spent so much effort to make this magic weapon.

If Uncle Palinlore hadn't loved Arthur, he would never have saved Arthur from the guillotine at that critical moment.

If the two brothers Zhalfir and Segrade didn't love Arthur, they would never have vomited blood and risked their lives to send the Sword of the Holy King.

And, more, more examples - this sword, in fact, was made by the efforts of countless people and sent to Arthur.

This sword itself contains a precious -- [love]--

A word that Arthur couldn't feel, but could vaguely understand.