King Camelot's kingdom is a square castle with two stone-carved dragons in front of the main gate, and on either side of the gate are more than two dozen guards wearing red tasseled helmets more than a foot high and shining silver armor standing with guns.

"His Majesty the King of the Guild United Kingdom has arrived!"

From Yang Jiangong's point of view, a phalanx of guards walked into the other side of the square. Two burly standard-bearers walked side by side, and it was clear that each soldier had a round badge on his chest, which contained miniature elements such as hammers, sickles, axes, looms, etc.

The flag color of the guild kingdom is white, including the white tasseled helmet of the soldiers and the white armor, all of them are young and strong, and they are heroic. The boots slid up and down neatly, leaving a "clang, clang, clang" sound.

Their king, Vincent, had a short, stiff mustache, tan eyes sunken into their sockets, and unkempt gray hair.

The old man didn't have much flesh on his body, and he was as thin as an old osprey. But the tanned face, the short and stiff mustache are particularly spiritual, especially the pair of deep-set eyes are particularly bright. It is rare to see such sharp and bright eyes, and a merchant is not as unbearable as he imagined to be a king.

"His Majesty King Loel Cardin, it's the first time we met, and it's a great pleasure to meet you!"

At this moment, the look on his way of greeting King Lol Cardin was also solemn and sacred.

Yang Jiangong bowed slightly and returned the salute and made a gesture of please.

All the guards and retinues had to stay outside the Camelot Palace, including Shen Sijing, Huang Yizhou and several other reincarnators. Yang Jiangong only has Achilles by his side, as well as Bellinger, who has royal blood, and Princess Alvira are eligible to enter the palace.

King Vincent only brought two middle-aged retinues with him. One of them turned out to be an acquaintance of Yang Jiangong, a merchant of the construction guild who had built the lord's mansion for Lol Cardin. He is now King Vincent's Chancellor of the Exchequer, holding the title of Duke of the Kingdom.

It is not surprising that King Camelot allowed the messenger Annis to enter the palace as well. After all, the power of the Elven Star and Moon Empire is there, and although Annis is only a messenger, he can nominally be on an equal footing with a human king.

"What a beautiful palace." Even Moorkin, a merchant in the construction guild, couldn't help but exclaim.

At the same time, since he and Yang Jiangong were acquaintances, the two walked together and chatted, and by the way, they finalized the matter of the guild United Kingdom to build a large city wall for Loel Cardin.

The hypothetical size of the royal palace: a large number of royal apartments, a museum of the kingdom's treasures, as well as a personal treasury of the king, a royal armory, a textile storehouse, a grain storehouse, and so on. Even if you have just entered the corridors of the court, you can see a variety of gold and silver jewelry, exquisite utensils, and exquisite frescoes and reliefs in the palace.

It is less than ten meters from the final council hall. A strong voice rang out from the hall into the hallway.

“…… If we don't fight bloody! Then the enemy plundered and killed us. And he will point the blade of his sword at our bones, and say, Behold, these are cowards and slaves without backbones! So we have to fight, the orcs are attacking us from the Cross Mountain region, and we must not only stop the orcs from invading, but also crush them there! ”

Yang Jiangong and King Vincent looked at each other.

As they walked into the hall together, the voice was made by a kind-looking old man with a crown on his head and his hair combed very carefully and without a trace of dishevels. But the silver white hair was still clearly visible in the black hair. In the slightly sunken eye sockets, a pair of dark blue eyes looked at the entrance of the hall.

"His Majesty King Lol Cardin has arrived."

"His Majesty the Guild United Nations has arrived."

When the other party was in large quantities of themselves, Yang Jiangong and King Vincent beside him were also looking at King Wesley of Carmellot.

This is the first time we've seen each other. However, King Wesley's reaction from Carmellot was quite unexpected.

"Take down Behringer, the traitor of the Kingdom of Carmelott!" The moment he saw his brother Behringer, the tendons in King Wesley's neck were exposed.

A large group of generals and knights of the Carmellot Kingdom in the hall didn't say a word, drew out the cross sword at their waist, and rushed over.

At this time, if you don't give this impolite King Camelot a little punishment, then everyone doesn't have to talk about anything.

"Incarnation!"

"Maia's Sword!"

"Titan's Grip!"

"Crit!"

In the face of such an unexpected situation, Yang Jiangong knew that Achilles and Bellinger, who were not armed with weapons, could not withstand so many second- and third-order knights, swordsmen, and even assassin professionals. So either you don't make a move, or you have to be ruthless, and use the most direct blood to deter this group of impolite Camelot's noble ministers.

So there was a quick sound of "bang, bang, bang," three sounds of weapons cutting armor, chopping in**, and breaking bones, and everyone was stunned.

In the eyes of the prince and minister of Camelot, two third-order swordsmen, one third-order golden dragon knight, and one of them splashed blood on the spot. One dies worse than the other!

"How is this possible......"

And the most shocking scene, when the noble ministers of Camelot discovered that two hard things had grown from King Lorkadan on his head for no reason.

It was a pair of stout and curved black horns with pointed upper ends. A tight black robe also suddenly broke off the buttons, and King Lorkadan's figure was stronger than before, and his height changed from 1.8 meters when he first entered the door to more than 1.9 meters.

"If you want to die, just come."

Yang Jiangong held the sword in both hands and put on a fighting posture.

Only then did everyone realize that in addition to the above changes, it was his eyes. The pupils seem to be covered with a crystal-like membrane, like a pair of frozen eyes, from which no emotional fluctuations can be seen.

This is exactly the same as the image of the legendary Radiant God, the guardian of the thousand-year-old empire.

Basically everyone has seen it.

To date, in almost every temple of the human kingdom, there is an image of such a god.

"Radiant God?"

"Is the legend true? Is there really a living deity? Such a scene was so shocking that Yang Jiangong's voice fell on everyone's ears, as loud and terrifying as the trumpet of the Last Judgment.

Morkin, who had been talking and laughing with King Lorcardin when he first walked in, was splashed with a striking piece of blood and even a flying brain because of the proximity, and his assassin's face was pale, and he stood there motionless, staring at the Radiant Emperor, only to feel a cold sweat running down his spine. (To be continued.) )