As soon as the fiery old man spoke, everyone's eyes fell on him.

The old lady of the Demon Saint said with a light shining in her old eyes.

"Tell me about it."

The old man pondered for a while and said slowly.

"When I was in college, I read a book that described the myths and legends of various countries in the world, as well as biographies."

"There's an article about the Twelve Knights of the Round Table in English mythology."

The audience all looked at each other with a little thought in their eyes.

"What do you mean by that?" The old lady of the Demon Saint said in a deep voice.

The old man fell into the memory, and after half a ring, he raised his head, his old face was full of seriousness, and said, "If I remember correctly, the contents of these twelve inscriptions are almost exactly the same as those in that book. ”

"The same literature, the same style, the same ambiguity, because it is mysterious and mysterious, the content is empty, and it is purely regarded by readers as legends."

Everyone's eyes became serious at this moment, staring at the old man, and the old woman of the Demon Saint hurriedly asked.

"What's on that book?"

The old man took a deep breath and said slowly.

According to that book, there were twelve knights in English mythology, commonly known as the Round Table. Slay the dragon god on the top, break the demon of annihilation on the bottom, and sweep away all the disasters in Britain. All that its sword refers to is ashes. ”

"The twelve Knights of the Round Table are under the rule of King Arthur, and almost every one of them has unparalleled strength in the world, and Lancelot, the head of the Knights of the Round Table, is even more powerful than the 'Arthur' who directly catches up with the King of England. In that life, the Twelve Knights of the Round Table were invincible. ”

"These twelve knights of the round table, according to the record of that book, the weapons used are 'four swords, two spears, two swords, one bow, one chain and one sickle', which is completely in line with the shape of the tombstone in front of the mound just now."

After finishing speaking, the old man fell into a rare silence, and his expression was very solemn.

Next, of course, everyone understands.

"You mean, here...... Is it the graveyard of the Knights of the Twelve Round Table? ”

The aura smile on Ye Cailingqiao's face disappeared, turned into a solemn touch, and said slowly.

The legend of the Knights of the Twelve Round Table, everyone present has heard that their combat power has even slaughtered dragons, and they almost stand at the top of the food chain in that world.

If the enemies of the second layer are really the world-famous Knights of the Round Table, then they will be more than lucky.

Even the demigod Obaihai appeared in this bronze tower, and nothing was possible.

"I'm just guessing, but it should be about eight or nine."

The old man nodded and said solemnly.

"How do you say that, do you want to continue exploring?" Hearing the old man's words, Ye Cailing turned her head and said to everyone.

Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, and they talked to each other, and even the Demon Saint Old Woman, who was the backbone of the team, couldn't help but ponder alone.

The combat power of the Twelve Knights of the Round Table is far and wide in the world, and to this day, no one can deny their combat effectiveness.

However, at this moment, the blonde man who had been silent in the crowd finally came forward.

Gabriel, who had a golden ring with two wings, slowly walked out of the crowd, glanced at the two old men in front of the mound, and snorted coldly.

"Joke!"

"As far as I know, the Twelve Knights of the Round Table split in their later years, falling apart and hating each other."

"The first Knight of the Round Table, Lancelot, was buried in the temple, the second and third knights died at Dover Castle, and the fourth knight died at the hands of Lancelot......"

Gabriel said coldly, the language well-organized and unmistakable.

“…… The Twelfth Knight accompanied King Arthur back to Elven Lake, where he died of old age. ”

"The causes of death of the twelve Knights of the Round Table are recorded in various mythological stories, and although the expressions are different, the content is very different."

"The idea that you were buried in this bronze tower after death is complete nonsense!"

Gabriel's blunt denial immediately made the old man in the back, who had a slightly hot temper, blushed all of a sudden, and said angrily.

"You know what! A story can only be a story, it may be made up by later generations, if everything is the same as what is recorded in the story, what is the use of archaeology! ”

Gabriel suddenly smiled on his cold face.

"Look, you've always said that the story might have been made up, so why don't you say that the book you're reading is also made up by later generations?"

directly countered the old scholar, and the hot-tempered old scholar was suddenly dumbfounded, his old face turned red, and he couldn't speak.

"Gabriel, are you saying that there is no possibility that the so-called twelve Knights of the Round Table will be buried here?"

The old lady of the Demon Saint said in a deep voice. Even she could not tell where this was going, but if Gabriel's account was historically accurate, her worries could have been swept away.

"I don't rule out the possibility of this, it's just that it's relatively unlikely." Gabriel smiled and shook his head, but his behavior was full of confidence, and he said proudly.

"But so what, we have the strongest of the two major sanctuaries here, even if the twelve knights of the round table are really resurrected here, what are we afraid of!"

The voice is sonorous and powerful, full of confidence, and the proud style can be seen at a glance.

As soon as Gabriel's words came out, everyone looked at each other, as if they already had the answer in their hearts.

The reputation of the Knights of the Round Table is certainly strong, but it is not necessarily stronger than them, who bring together the powerhouses of the two cities, if they really exist, they can kill them, and what kind of storm can they set off.

"Isn't that a bit reckless?"

Fu Ji frowned and said.

"Besides, we haven't found the connection between these twelve islands yet, and there is a good chance that there will be some accidents if we do it rashly."

"No, if we talk about the connection between the twelve islands, I think we've already found it."

However, to everyone's surprise, Gabriel smiled and walked out of the middle of them, walking to the front of the crowd, that is, to the tombstone in front of the two old scholars, and smiled lightly.

"The twelve islands, except for the tombstones, are all the same. So, contact is only possible on this tombstone! ”

With one hand, he was draped over the flame-like stele.

didn't wait for everyone to react.

Suddenly, pull up.

Suddenly, the flame-like tombstone rose from the mound, and then the light shone brightly, and it instantly broke out of Gabriel's hand.

However, when the tombstone was taken off, the corners of Gabriel's mouth slightly outlined a smile, looked up at the sky, and muttered to himself in a voice that no one could hear.

"It worked."

The flame-like tombstones, in a radiant light, quickly changed in the air.

The black mud on the surface began to dissolve, revealing its true face.

(ps: The second update will be sent, and the third will be sent soon, thank you for the recommendation vote of the Grim Reaper under the sun.) ）