Chapter 1485 - Brave New World (3)

The appearance of Arthur in front of them must be very terrifying at this moment.

That's right, even though King Arthur is now just a seemingly weak, powerless teenager, the blonde boy's turquoise eyes radiate a kind of heart-grabbing glint.

It is a kind of vision that has never been seen before or since, and it is full of a powerful warrior who has experienced a hundred battles, and has exchanged millions of battles for a powerful spiritual power that will never waver. It was the eyes of a veteran of a war who could kill millions of people without blinking an eye, and this kind of experienced and cold eyes were simply out of place on such a powerless teenager.

What's more, Arthur's current posture is the most standard battle posture. The big battle was imminent, but the young man was breathing steadily, as if he was in the warm afternoon sun! Those who are experienced in combat can know from this posture alone that this young man is indeed an old monster who has experienced a hundred battles!

In a small remote village in France, the sudden appearance of such a character is indeed an incredible thing!

What's more, in addition to the amazing temperament that the soldiers felt from Arthur, they could also see something more tangible with their own eyes - the silver sword that Arthur held in his hand!

The silver sword was exquisitely crafted, and the whole body exuded a chilling cold light. Its blade was so sharp that it could be blown off at a moment's notice—even the occasional small piece of burnt cloth that drifted in the air with the wind was neatly cut in half when it touched it!

This silver sword is enough to be called a legendary sword in any era, and even an artifact. Holding such an artifact in his hand raised Arthur's status in front of these people several notches!

So, when the girl exclaimed and called Arthur the archangel Michael, the soldiers were faintly frightened even if they didn't want to believe it!

That moment of panic immediately gave Arthur a good opportunity to attack, and the Knight King didn't care what these people thought, he rushed up and swung his sword to sweep! The sword did not disappoint its master, and it effortlessly cut the British soldiers who stood in front of Arthur into two!

"Whoa, whoa, a

However, the sword was so sharp that the incision was as smooth as a mirror when it cut the person in half, and the blood that flew out also splashed backwards with the initial momentum, and not half a drop of blood fell on Arthur, who cut people, and no half drop of blood stained the sword. The blonde boy still maintained his original clean and holy appearance, and rushed towards the other two soldiers with his sword raised!

"Oh my God, my God, my God!!" the other two soldiers knew at this moment that they were afraid, really afraid. They raised their iron swords to resist, but Arthur had already rushed forward with an arrow, cut off the sword-wielding arm of one of the British soldiers, and then flashed in front of the other soldier, raising his sword and slashing!

A muffled sound sounded, and the sword in Arthur's hand first cut in half the tattered iron sword that his opponent used to block, and then slashed down, disemboweling the man!

The two soldiers fell down screaming, blood spurting from their wounds and spurting more and more violently as they struggled in pain, hastening their deaths!

Yet alarmed by all this, more British soldiers rushed in this direction, numbering about twenty!

This is what Arthur is most worried about, he has just swung his sword and killed three people, and the strength of this body has begun to bottom out, after all, this is the body of a weak young man who looks like he is withdrawing! Even if Arthur can slash and kill an enemy with a sword swing, his remaining physical strength is still not enough to spend!

The cold light of the weapons in the young man's hands shimmered, and the corpses of the three British soldiers on the ground were in a bloody and miserable state, which simply frightened the soldiers who rushed to support! They were so frightened that they did not dare to approach at all, but instead took out the long-range weapons they could find—large bows, crossbows, and even rudimentary slingshot catapults, and fired them at Arthur and the girl!

Arthur couldn't help but sigh in his heart! If he was the only one fighting, he could indeed find a way to dodge these arrows. However, there was a girl behind him, and the girl was still sitting on the ground in a daze, not knowing how to act, even if Arthur immediately ran over and pulled the girl away, it was estimated that it would be too late to dodge the oncoming rain of arrows!

Damn, what the hell should he do? Is he really just going to abandon the girl and run away by himself?

Moreover, even if he can dodge the first wave of arrows, he still has no way to get out of the predicament of being surrounded, which means that there will be a second wave of arrows, a third wave, all the time shooting towards Arthur! He can always try his best to dodge, but his physical strength is also limited, and he has already bottomed out, and it is still unknown how many waves of arrows he can dodge!

What the hell should I do?!

Just when a cold sweat broke out on King Arthur's forehead, and he was puzzled, the girl stood up. The arrow was only about ten yards away from the boy and girl, and in another half a second or so, it would fall on the two of them! The girl took a deep breath and seemed to be in some kind of trance!

Then, a miracle happened. Arthur was amazed to see that the world suddenly stopped, and right in front of him, the whole world was frozen!

The flame stayed in its original position, the flame did not rise, did not sway, and even the sparks that burst out with the fire were honestly still in mid-air, forming a wonderful and three-dimensional landscape with the flames!

And the rain of arrows in the sky, of course, was also treated the same as the flames, and was fixed.

Could it be that the girl did all this? Arthur looked back in surprise, and saw that the girl was floating in the air, every strand of her black hair fluttering in the wind, even though there was no wind around her at all! There was some kind of faint light emanating from her, and a spherical structure like an enchantment formed around her, and this structure was constantly expanding, enveloping most of the village!

Everything that was interfered with by this spherical structure, including the flames in the village house, the arrows, and the British army, were all frozen!

Time magic?At this moment, this is the first word that comes to Arthur's mind.

But it all seems to be different. Why does the "time bubble" centered on the girl freeze everything in the interference range, but Arthur is not affected? Could it be that the time magic unleashed by the black-haired girl can selectively decide who can act in the time bubble and who cannot?

If it is true, isn't this invincible magic?! Even for Arthur's world two hundred years ago, such magic can be done on its own, close to the real invincible magic!

How many mages have dreamed of it, but they have never been able to repay the magic skills they have seen in their lives, but they have been used by such an ordinary peasant girl in such a critical situation!

None of this is accidental. What does this mean exactly?

Arthur, however, didn't have time to think about it. Everything in front of him was frozen by magic (or something like magic), and he was the only one in the bubble of time who could move freely. This is simply a great opportunity for him to turn defeat into victory, and now it is impossible to have it again without grasping it - God knows how long this time bubble will last!

Ignoring the physical exhaustion of his young body, he rushed straight at it in desperation, swinging his sword at the neck of a soldier in front of him.

Hands up, heads down. In this world where time stands still, blood does not splatter, but sticks like jelly to the necks of slashed soldiers, waiting for a big explosion after time thaws.

After the sword went down, Arthur did not contain the sword momentum, but directly raised the sword and dragged it forward, aiming at the chest of another enemy and slashing it!

The incomparably sharp silver sword immediately split the opponent's chest! Its blade slashed at these barely protected British soldiers as easily as slicing butter! Under the absolute sharpness of the silver sword, all the flesh and bones were dissolved!

In a world where time has stopped, Arthur has no way of calculating how long his every action has taken. But the total time he spent slashing and killing two soldiers was estimated to be less than a second.

This kind of big magic to stop the passage of time in a large area is estimated to require an extremely large number of photons to activate, and it must not last, and it is estimated that the total duration of the activation can exceed ten seconds is already remarkable. Arthur knew that time was precious, and he didn't slack off, and he had just slashed two men with a swing of his sword, and he was rushing down to one of his opponents, or his victims, and slashing one of his throats!

Arthur gradually became proficient in the use of this young body, so his movements became more dexterous, and his shots were more agile and just right. He knew that wielding his sword vigorously to behead the enemy one by one would inevitably take an extremely large amount of time, and instead of using that kind of big action to actually kill the enemy, it was better to use the most subtle and light attack to directly capture the opponent's vital point, and he had to sprint all the way to attack, and he must not stop half a step!

Therefore, in less than half a second, he devised a route that could run through all the enemies present at once, and he ran along this set route, waving his sword in the slightest amplitude, slicing his opponent's throat, piercing his heart, severing his wrists, and cutting off his opponent's condyles with just the right attack! These attacks may not kill all the enemies in an instant, but every blow can effectively incapacitate this group of soldiers! And in this chaotic battlefield, those who are cut off by their hands and feet, pierced through their chests and throats, and in the end are actually dead: they either die from excessive blood loss, or they are consumed by the karmic fire they have planted before!

In the split second that time stopped, the boy swung his sword and cut down twenty-seven people!