The words rang out in the room clearly, and the moment he was sure that all the signals were blocked, he threw his killer move.

It's impossible for the Lost Oasis and the Academy to be defenseless against each other's enforcers, but the problem is that they still know a little about the Twelve Main Gods, but the Knights of the Round Table have always been a mystery to them. They held the military power of the church, including the soldiers above their heads, and it was under the jurisdiction of Ranmarok

But they knew little about the gifts of the Knights of the Round Table.

Except, of course, for a limited number of people.

Sun Wuru has always wondered why anyone can still be in the same position for so long since the feudal system has completely disappeared in the Eastern Kingdom. If it's just because of hypermemory, then in today's popularization of computers, they should no longer be needed.

Now, Sun Wuru may understand.

Some secrets, some of the past, are stored in their weak brains, like a grain of sand in the sea of time, a small fish, which can be accidentally destroyed at any time. He had never seen anything more fragile than memory, and he had always believed that computers were the most reliable. But he didn't expect that the prosperity of the Eastern Kingdom and the strength of the academy were based on this small information gap.

This secret, except for the Knights of the Round Table and George himself, should be known to no one.

Of course, Ranmaroke thinks so, too.

So when this sentence came out, he was stunned for a moment. Cheng Wanli immediately understood, gave up the senseless attack, and pulled Sun Wurui, who was still a little confused, out of the battlefield.

After a gust of wind, Ranmarok appeared in front of the laboratory door with his scarred armor, still guarding his own one-third of an acre of land, not giving an inch.

However, on the other hand, Cheng Wanli and Sun were ruthless, and they were almost out of strength. If there were only two of them here, they really wouldn't be able to defeat the knight. And Yun Qianliu's gift also doomed her to not be able to fight him in close combat.

So, it's time for Su to do his best.

A weak scholar, unable to carry it on his shoulders or lift his hands, only has a mouth, and a memory in his mind.

"Who are you?" Ranmarok gasped for air, clearly hurting no less. But Cheng Wanli was also puzzled, he obviously threw a lot of things into that armor, whether it was a combat robot, a bullet, or even a pulse bomb, but Ranmarok's combat effectiveness did not decrease at all.

It's just a monster.

"I'm surrounded by a young girl from the academy, you should know who I am." Su Duan spoke fluent European, with a hint of ridicule in his tone, and even the word "green girl" was specially translated.

"You're a book man too?" Ranmaroch was clearly aware of this title, and in his eyes, it was also a gift.

Whether it is a natural disease or a genetic mutation, hundreds of generations of scholars of the Su family have used their practical actions to tell the world that they cannot be ignored.

The word "scholar" has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of these law enforcers. Whether it is the twelve main gods or the four kings of the Federation, they all pay the greatest attention to this peculiar country in the east and these people.

The words that come out of their mouths are likely to be secrets that have long been forgotten by the world.

Like, the past of the Knights of the Round Table.

"Two thousand years ago, St. George came to Britain from the Mediterranean and saved twelve legendary knights under King Arthur." Su weighed every word, and every word he said now represented history that could not be changed: "You have George's blood in your body, and you have an immortal body similar to him." After living for two thousand years, I didn't expect you to be as loyal as ever, and, stupid. ”

For the first time, Ranmarok looked at this small figure, standing in front of him Su Duan was a head shorter than him, and his armor could not hide his weak body, in the face of such an enemy, he could fight a hundred with one hand.

But he couldn't move, and for Ranmaro, the heaviest thing in the world was not the sword, not the battle and death, but the vast sea of memories.

He knew that the information here was completely blocked, and that the church would soon open this black box, and that the soldiers outside would follow his will, and if the Lost Oasis and Dongguo still insisted on doing so, there was a reason to convince him.

"I'll give you three minutes, son of a young scholar." Ranmarok stretched out his iron armor-wrapped hand and gently removed his helmet. With this movement, the entire armor shook and completely disintegrated, revealing the appearance behind his armor.

As they had guessed, more advanced armor was around the surface of his body, but his armor had been damaged due to the attack of Cheng Wanli and the others. But where the blood flowed, it didn't look like the injury was so serious.

But what shocked them was Ranmarlock's face.

It didn't match his bulging biceps, and what appeared in front of everyone's eyes was a face that was extremely old. It can be said that apart from wrinkles, you can't find an inch of flat skin. Even the eyes were submerged in wrinkles, like dry old bark.

It's a body of contradictions.

Youth and old age appear in the same person.

"No one knows how long the power of the Origin lasts, whether it's George, Noda, or Yu Nian." Su Duan said: "They do not believe in the existence of eternal life, this is something that has been proven by modern physics, everything will go from order to disorder, they cannot live and die with the universe, and the increasing wrinkles on your face are the best proof." ”

Sun ruthlessly retreated behind Su Duan, and the first time he heard the word "origin" was in the cave under Mu Yinak. The old, as if it were one with the lines of the rock, was the same as the current Ranmaroke.

Su Du's words represent the most violent conflict point in the whole world at the moment, and at this time, Sun Wuru did not realize the weight of his words.

But Ranmarok knew that maybe the Cardinal Sect Master was not qualified to know these secrets, but they and the Twelve Lord Gods understood this truth. The Lord Gods have the most special gifts, but only the Twelve Knights of the Round Table are truly favored by George.

No one knew the secret, they always thought that the Knights of the Round Table, who wore armor all the time, were just a bunch of ordinary reckless men.

"You are far less powerful than the Lord God, but the military power in charge of the whole of Europe, this is the most powerful thing in Europe, this is the foundation of George, so he will give you these powers. Because no matter how strong the enforcers are, they will not be able to take a decisive step when the end comes. ”

"Do you believe in that end?" Ranmarok grasped the word sensitively.

"Nobody knows what the end is, because everyone is working towards their goals. This is true of churches, of Lost Oasis, and of colleges. Su Duan took two steps forward and was already standing in front of Ranmarok: "But three thousand years ago, among the three enforcers who received the gift of 'eternal life', George was probably the first to die. He was old at the time, and then he gave you some stem cells, and if this gift really fails one day, no one doubts that George is the first to go in the law. ”

Hearing Su Duan call St. George's name, Ranmaro's still bright eyes flashed with a gleam, but after patiently listening to Su Duan's words, even he fell into deep thought.

"I don't feel like I'm talking to a young person." Ranmaroke's voice was also very old, it was the first time he had seen a living scholar, but Su Duan gave him the same feeling as he had been to St. George.

Their tones seemed to contain thousands of years of dust, like a box that had not been opened for a long time, and it contained dusty secrets.

"You're right, but what I want to know is, what do you think?"

You here should refer to the Su family. Because all history is condensed in them, in this small body.

"You don't know George's purpose, but George knows who you are. He saved you because you proved chivalry with your lives. Countless words and memories echoed in Su Duan's mind: "In the fourth century A.D., in the whole of Europe and even in the Arab region, you were the only remaining heroes, the last innocent kindness of mankind. ”

"You mean, Lord St. George is using us?" There was a hint of displeasure in Ranmarlock's tone.

"Exploitation is not necessarily a derogatory term, and I know George's purpose because my ancestors knew the past that even he couldn't remember. What kind of person he was before he was gifted may no one know it except us. Su Duan stepped forward, and now what he said, the people behind him could no longer hear clearly: "If George intends to sacrifice himself, then as his knight, what should you choose?" ”

At this moment, Ranmarok's pupils shrank suddenly, Su Duan's head was already close to his ears, and the voice was like a devil's whisper, making him unable to move his steps.

"Mr. George is an aged wizard and a devout Catholic, a father who has lost his children, and an adventurer who has been forced into exile." Su Duan lowered his voice again and prostrated himself in Ranmarok's ear: "But sacrifice is the knight's mission, two thousand years ago, you lost King Arthur, two thousand years later, do you still have to watch St. George, in order to abide by his paranoia, go to heaven?" ”

"Are you...... What do you mean...... Could this be the attitude of the college...... Ranmarok's body trembled subconsciously, this heavy memory was already a knife around his neck, making him worse than dead.

"I am a disciple of the academy, but I am first and foremost a native of the Eastern Kingdom, and I am here for the interests of the Eastern Kingdom." Su Duan said: "Mr. George should have given you new instructions, the twelve Knights of the Round Table will leave Britain, I hope you let us go, otherwise no one will be able to stop his final madness." ”

"But you ...... is our enemy. I guard the territory of Europe......"

"For thousands of years, Dongguo has never taken the initiative to invade other countries, and it is the same now."

The words seemed to carry a lot of weight, and Ranmarok fell into deep thought, and three minutes was just right, when there was a slight vibration overhead, as if the intelligent system here was desperate to restore the communication here.

"Fingerprint and iris authentication are required to enter the door, cut off my head, you guys go in." Ranmarok pointed to the validation instrument in front of the laboratory door, his fingers trembling slightly.