Chapter 5: Awakening in the First Battle (Part II)

"Huh?" Arthur looked up, and behind the smoke of the Viking fleet, there was a particularly luxurious ship. The large ship is three hundred feet long, and the bottom of the ship is filled with countless photon mirrors, allowing it to float easily in mid-air. With a radius of over a hundred feet from its main cannon, the shells fired from this thing could easily have carved a huge hole in the castle!-

Countless bullets rained down, and the fleet was consciously protecting the big ship from Arthur's iron horseman. With such a tight defense, the leader of the Vikings must be on that mothership!

"Navigator, eleven o'clock, full speed ahead!" the boy wielded his lightsaber and weaved through the hail of bullets. The light bullets were so dense that it was impossible to dodge, but the Iron Rider was close enough!

Arthur leapt out, swinging in mid-air, darting through a rain of bullets before landing safely on the deck of the mothership.

In the next second, the Iron Rider slammed headfirst into the deck, opening a large hole, and the explosion and fire stained the deck red. The fire cleverly blocked the entrance and exit of the deck, making it impossible for Viking reinforcements to get close!

Dozens of Viking giants left behind on the deck were already waiting for the teenager. They all showed fierce eyes, showed the weapons in their hands, and wanted to break the young man's body into thousands of pieces.

Each of these Vikings was several times taller than Arthur, and could crush the boy to pieces with one hand, but the boy didn't take them seriously.

Arthur calmly made a defiant gesture: "Come on." As soon as the giants were provoked, they rushed forward together in a rage.

"Hey, there's no energy?" Arthur's lightsaber lost its light. The Viking warrior who took the lead pounced even more recklessly, the photon axe in his hand slashing down at the boy's head.

But before he could cut the boy, his head was pierced by the lightsaber in the boy's hand first. "No energy is of course a lie to you, stupid. The boy sneered, and grabbed the axe from the giant man's hand, throwing it out with one hand, striking another enemy in the chest.

"Ha-ah-ah-ah!!" The other two giants attacked left and right together, and the spears stabbed out together. The young man dodged and slashed the giant man on the left with a horizontal sword. With another vertical sword, the giant man on the right is split in half.

Another Viking swooped down, intending to smash Arthur with his sledgehammer. But before he could hit the ground, he was stabbed to death by a string of spears kicked by the boy.

His body flew backwards and smashed onto another Viking, falling off the ship with him.

While the other Vikings were distracted by the flying giant, the boy stepped forward and stabbed one in the throat and the other in the lower abdomen, chopping off his hand before the other could react, kicking the opponent's weapon out and smashing the other giant's knee.

The Viking warrior who was hit by the knee didn't even have time to fall to the ground and cry out in pain, so he was cut by the young man's sword.

Within a minute, nine Vikings were killed, wounded, and wounded, and finally the whole army was wiped out. The wounds on their bodies were scorching green smoke from the heat of the lightsaber, and the stench of burning was everywhere.

Arthur picked up a lightsaber on the ground to replace the one he had depleted, and gasped.

"It's amazing. Someone clapped their hands and spoke in not very standard English.

Arthur followed the prestige: "You are the boss of the Vikings?" The Viking could no longer be described as huge. It was a giant like a mountain.

The leader of the Vikings, shirtless and wearing only skirt armor, was covered with muscles that were swollen with rage. His skin, engraved with turquoise runes, made him look rough and terrifying.

The giant holds a massive anchor covered with a large number of photonic mirrors. Only such a huge monster could possibly hold such a terrifying weapon, and only such a terrifying weapon in the hands of such a monster could make it extremely powerful. Even a standard battleship can be easily cut by this photon anchor...... No, [cut in half].

Compared with this giant, the photon anchor, the young Arthur is like a small grass on a huge mountain and a small insect on a boulder. Humble and small.

However, the boy faced the dragon, a giant beast much larger than the giant **. The two are not tactically comparable, but they give the boy a hint of psychological comfort.

"Little one, you have the skill to cause so much damage in my fleet!" the Viking leader said in a contemptuous tone. His voice was like a landslide cracking and a beast roaring, and that sound alone was enough to kill a man.

"But your good fortune has come to an end. This giant anchor is going to shred your tiny body with a single sword. Even if you don't touch it directly, if you are blown by the wind pressure raised by the blade, it will be blurred with flesh and blood!!

I'll let you choose. Will you break yourself off and die a happy death?Or will I smash it with a knife and spill pieces of flesh all over the deck of this ship, waiting to be eaten by rats? I'll just kill you. Arthur held the lightsaber in his hand and said disapprovingly.

＂haha。 Ahhahha!!" The giant ** laughed, as if he had heard a ridiculous joke: "What a boy who doesn't know the height of the sky! Are you really not afraid of death?" So, don't worry, even if I pull out your heart and crush it, I won't hesitate in the slightest. The giant laughed even more: "People often say that I am a monster. Are you a monster too? Interesting! The wrestling between monsters and monsters is really exciting!!" The Viking Giant raised his anchor: "It's time for the next bloody storm!" - only by then you had already been dismantled. Arthur snatched the white road.

"Drink !!" the giant fell with a cold blow.

Touch!!!!!!!

There was a loud bang, and smoke filled the shattered deck.

The ground was covered in blood, and it was clear that something had been smashed into a blur of flesh.

But.

A lightsaber stabbed a large hole in the giant's leg. The boy stabbed his opponent with a sword and immediately disappeared in the smoke.

"Oh, how did you dodge that blow?" asked the giant.

"It's simple, because I wasn't standing there in the first place. The boy's voice replied.

The smoke cleared, and six teenagers stood on the deck.

"Projection magic?" said the giant disdainfully, "Hmph, I can play tricks!" The teenagers in front of him are all optical projections made of magic. It needs to rely on corpses on the battlefield to activate, and it is a common method used by low-level magicians to cover their eyes.

"It's true, it's just some blindfolding, and it's not even magic. Arthur's voice came out of the various projections, and the projected sound was also part of the projection magic, "but it was enough to save his life." After all, a monster like you can strangle me to death with the touch of a finger. "There's no point in playing this trick!" the giant raised his weapon again, "this kind of thing, just smash it all at once!!" the giant slammed it hard. The photon anchor slammed down, splitting the deck in two, setting off a huge shockwave that literally shredded all six of the teenagers' stand-ins in an instant.

Bang!!!!!!

Sawdust and pieces of iron were scattered, and the giant's attack even split the whole ship in two, and the shattered deck was blown in half, and the ship began to tilt and slowly sink!

"Actually boarded a warship for the sake of a stinky boy. The giant said disdainfully. Just as he laid down his weapon and prepared to leave, the tip of the lightsaber pierced through his abdomen.

"What...... ......?" the Viking leader's eyes widened, and he looked incredulously at the blade of the lightsaber piercing through his abdomen. The green light of the blade illuminated the Viking leader's belly from the inside out, emitting a scorching stench.

"For a guy as tall as a bear like you, the tip of a lightsaber really can't reach the heart. The boy's voice sounded behind the giant.

"You've ...... How could it be...... The giant muttered puzzled.

"Did anyone tell you that there must be my real body in the stand-in there just now? I'm just standing right behind you looking for a chance. The boy stabbed his sword deeper and sliced upwards.

"Worthy of ...... Knight. "The Viking leader has begun to speak incoherently.

"When did I say I was a knight?" said the young man in disgust, "just a passing swordsman." "Sword...... Scholar...... Is...... "You should say a few words and quickly lose your breath!" The boy continued to pull the sword up, completely piercing the giant's chest and shattering the giant's heart completely.

"Ha, ha!" the giant did not fall forward, but pressed back hard.

"What!" The boy who didn't have time to dodge was pressed by the giant who was high in the mountain.

"Then you can't escape. The giant rampantly daxiao, "Since everyone is a monster, let's die here together!" The warship was sinking at an accelerated rate, and there was a sea of fire everywhere. It won't be long before the ship hits the ground and everything will be reduced to ashes in a big explosion.

"Damn!" the boy struggled to escape, but he knew in his heart that his emaciated body would never escape from the weight of the giant's 10,000 tons.

"Is this the death here?, my mission, my wish—" The boy closed his eyes unwillingly. "Father" At this moment, a voice suddenly asked, "Are you not spiritual?" Arthur blinked, and saw a handsome young man in a black robe, silver hair and silver eyes. His face is a typical melon seed face, with a tall nose and flat eyebrows, coupled with the pupils that reflect brilliance like silver, and the short silver hair, everything looks like a scholar.

Handsome is handsome, but his out-of-place costume and ethereal presence make it hard to believe that he is a [person].

"Are you a ghost?" the boy asked the silver-haired youth.

"Ghost?weishenme want to compare me to something so low?" the silver-haired young man looked puzzled, "I'm a higher-level being. Probably. "So, am I really dead, and I'm a ghost?" Arthur tried to move in confusion, but he was still crushed by the giant's corpse. It's not scientific. Aren't ghosts able to pass through objects?

"Not to die. At the very least, your body can't die until it's incinerated by fire. The mysterious young man said.

(Isn't that nonsense?) Arthur took a deep breath, but the smoke from the fire suffocated him: "Ahem, help me! Get me out!!" "So, I ask you if you're not spiritualized." Isn't it easy to escape after being spiritualized? No, wait, you don't know how to be spiritualized? No, no? Should you still be in the flesh of a natural person, not yet awakened?" "Awakened?" Arthur asked blankly.

"Oops, too much. The silver-haired young man's face changed, "This rough stone is unexpectedly plain. I may have been an ordinary human like you. When did it start here? It was so long ago that I can't remember. "If you have time to mumble there, can you get me out first?" said the young man, "it's getting a little uncomfortable here—" "Oh, it's a good job. As soon as the young man raised his hand, the scene around Arthur changed instantly.

"Is this my room?" said Arthur, looking around. Lancelot was probably still out there to help with the preparations, or he would have been frightened by this scene.

"I thought you'd feel a little more comfortable coming back here. Said the mysterious youth.

"Definitely. The boy got up, "Thank you very much—" As soon as he finished speaking, a fire shook the sky outside the window. The Vikings' mothership slammed into the ground and exploded with a huge explosion.

Arthur hides his face to ward off the storm of the explosion: "If I had escaped any longer, I would have been a roast duck by now." "No, I think, even if it explodes, it will avoid you, and even the flames will automatically pass by you, and I won't dare to hurt you in the slightest." Said the mysterious youth.

"No kidding, how could I use such a powerful protective magic!" Arthur waved his hand disapprerovingly.

"Forget it, you won't understand even the explanation now. The mysterious young man raised his staff, "Goodbye, Arthur." We'll talk about it next time. "Are you—?" Merlin. You call me Merlin. The staff in the young man's hand began to glow pale, "Let's be a magician." With a flash of bright light, the young man disappeared into thin air.

"Teleportation magic!" it was done without any preparation," Arthur naturally muttered to himself, "This is already at the level of a magic master, and what else is it [let's be considered a magician]?" The Vikings lost their leader, and their hearts were disheartened, and they began to flee with their tails between their legs. And the knights also stopped their pursuit.

"Weishenme doesn't chase up and gives Zuihou a blow. If you don't kill them all, you'll be in trouble again soon—" Arthur muttered to himself.

"That's impossible. Because of the violation of the knight's creed. A voice sounded behind him.

"So, knights are stupid creatures. Arthur snapped and fell to the ground before he could finish speaking.

He just noticed how tired he was. Not only did he fight the dragon in one day, but he also killed countless Vikings.

A tall figure walked towards the boy, but the boy's eyes were too tired to open.

"Father?" Arthur said in his dreams.