"As we all know, in natural disasters, the highest beings all flow out of the Great Source and have their own particularities, such as the Three Pillar Gods, the Three Sages and the Four Living Creatures ......"

Hermes said indifferently: "Among them, the three sages are natural disasters born from the great source by adhering to the element of 'human'. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info can be said to be a projection from a large source due to the appearance of a person.

Therefore, we walk in this world as human beings or human will.

Although from the perspective of human beings, we are sages who have mastered the mysteries of the Great Source, from the perspective of the Great Source, we are also the end of a branch born from human beings, and we are also part of the Great Source.

To some extent, whether we want to or not, we represent some kind of interference in the world by a great source. ”

As he spoke, he pointed to his head, "That's why we're able to sense something...... Some vision of the future, the changes brewing from the deepest depths of the Great Source. ”

Therefore, when he looked through the smoke of smoke, he looked at Arthur with such compassion:

"The Golden Age is over, and a new era is coming, Your Majesty, 'the old gods will die', for the meaning of everything will be reassessed, including you.

Perhaps this is the moment when you will be valued. But there is no doubt that your own value is insignificant compared to the power that is about to leverage the Great Source—"

Rumble!

On the throne, Arthur, whose face was pale, raised his palm, and the alchemical matrix hidden in the stone continued to crumble, turning into ashes under the wrath of the king.

But there was no way to vent this anger.

This is perhaps the most enjoyable thing about Hermes.

He is dead, and how can you take revenge on him?

The phantom of the dead flickered, but it never dissipated, but he smoked a cigarette for a long time, extinguished that little fire, and raised his eyes.

Behind him, on the stone steps outside the throne hall, the sound of footsteps could be heard.

The heavy blade of the spear dragged on the ground, rubbing against the iron and stone, and then made a crisp sound, bursting with fiery sparks in the rain of blood.

Someone came from afar, upward.

It was as if we were about to approach the dark and scorching sun of the sky step by step.

"It looks like the reunion is coming to an end...... Although it was so unhappy, it was not my intention. ”

Hermes smiled mysteriously, lifted up, conjured a hat out of nowhere, and made an exaggerated hat salute, as if on stage:

"Now, then, allow me to present you with the final absurd play, The Death of King Arthur!"

Collapse!

The apparition dissipated as the spear struck the earth, revealing the figure behind him who slowly walked into the hall. In the dim light, long white hair fluttered like burning silver.

He did not bow down, nor did he bow his head.

He looked up, stared nonchalantly at the emperor on the throne, and smiled strangely:

"The Bishop of the Holy City, the Grand Inquisitor of the Inquisition, and the Marquis of the Dragon Vein, Ye Qingxuan, have come to meet him. ”

In the silence like death, the darkness of the dragon swept around.

On the throne, Arthur looked down on Ye Qingxuan, and the sword in the stone in front of his knee trembled and burst into a wail.

"After all these years, the world hasn't changed. ”

His fingers flicked the blade of the sword in the stone, and his voice was cold: "The guys who get in the way are always like flies, countless and annoying......

You're holding a dragon slaying spear, so Lancelot is dead?"

"Yes. ”

Ye Qingxuan bowed his head: "It took some effort and effort than expected. To be honest, I'm quite grateful to Your Majesty for giving me this opportunity.

So, since Your Majesty is so generous, can you give me another chance to catch up before deciding to kill me?"

As he spoke, he rubbed his hands, smiled earnestly and flatteringly, and with a full sense of disobedience, his index finger and thumb were raised, and he gestured a small distance:

"Really, just a little bit. ”

The boiling black dragon came to an abrupt end, and on the throne, Arthur was stunned for a moment, looked down at the dim stone sword in front of his knee, and immediately laughed:

"Maxwell, do you have to rely on such a guy to save everything you hoped for......? It's completely funny.

I've seen enough old friends today, and now it's your turn, Maxwell. Hurry up and say goodbye at the last minute. ”

In the grip of that palm, the sword in the stone screamed.

A hoarse sigh rang out.

In the reflection of the sword blade, the old soul opened its eyes and looked at Ye Qingxuan at the bottom of the steps, and his vague expression was full of complexity: "Why do you want to come again?"

"To save you, of course. ”

Ye Qingxuan's appearance was very serious: "Although the elderly who like to play tricks are very annoying, I don't hate you."

You're old, Maxwell, and the job of life and death is no longer for you. When this time is over, I'll send you to retirement.

The house by the sea in Asgard is nice, the nursery is empty and you can raise flowers. ”

Maxwell was silent.

After a long time, he smiled softly.

"Then I'm bothering you. ”

"Well, wait a minute. ”

Ye Qingxuan raised the dragon slaying spear and aimed it at Arthur on the throne.

He imitated the posture of Lancelot, and put on a shock pose, which looked lame and funny, but he did not feel embarrassed, and his tone was serious:

"I'll go and save you at once. ”

In the silent darkness, there should have been tension, but Arthur on the throne couldn't help laughing wildly, patting his knees, laughing so much that tears flowed down his eyes.

"Poof, hahahahaha......"

He looked at Ye Qingxuan and was overjoyed: "Which circus did you learn this trick? It's really an excellent talent, far better than those eunuchs and clowns!"

Young man, if you bow down and prostrate now, I will consider leaving a place for you in the Kingdom to come. ”

"I'm sorry. ”

Ye Qingxuan grinned: "I don't have the habit of allegiance to fools. ”

From hundreds of years ago to the present.

No one had ever dared to use that word to describe Arthur.

Never......

At that moment, as the cold light in Arthur's eyes burst out, the smile on Ye Qingxuan's face also dissipated.

The glow of molten gold burst from the ancient blade of the spear, and the sleeping fallen iron was awakened, and the hundredfold heat brought severe pain, and it was as if it was no longer ice iron, but red-hot copper juice, which was detained into a bundle of destruction.

The glow is blazing, and the steel roars.

The sudden unfolding of the chapter of fate burst out, and the sea of the nine-layer ether collapsed towards Ye Qingxuan's hands under this terrifying attraction, and the ether turned into a torrent and poured into the spear.

The artifact that should have been able to exert its power with musicians is now in the hands of musicians.

In just an instant, Ye Qingxuan almost completely depleted the reserves in Xiao Yuan, and what he got in exchange was a terrifying glow like a broken star.

It was a weapon that was born to kill. It doesn't matter who is in anyone's hands, and it doesn't matter who the enemy is.

Even Arthur was the same.

Thunder and lightning roared.

A frenzied lightning rose from the blade, and the whole spear seemed to have lost its physical form, transforming into something more violent and closer to the essence of destruction.

In the jump of the electric light, the skin of Ye Qingxuan's hands peeled off, revealing painful convulsive muscles, blood flowed out, and in an instant, it was evaporated by the electric light.

Murderous intent is piercing.

Ye Qingxuan stepped forward and stabbed towards the throne!

Even if it is so fast for ordinary people, in Arthur's eyes, it is slowly like a turtle crawling, and the half-hanging posture and the half-bucket of water thrust posture are even more unsightly.

Even so, there was a chill on the blade of the spear that Arthur was afraid of.

In the hall, the dragon power like the sea was turbulent, as if boiling, sweeping.

But with the thrust of the blade, even Long Wei was torn apart, and the dark ocean was split in half by the golden light, revealing a straight path.

The power derived from the dragon's blood has not yet completed the enthronement ceremony, and cannot be compared to the true posture of the Leviathan. But this level of dragon power, for Arthur, is just a breath.

And as those hollow dark pupils lifted, a real loud bang erupted from above the throne.

On the way to the gods, the hoarse singing voice suddenly turned into a mournful scream, and the originally terrifying ether fluctuations soared thousands of times again, like a dying sea monster raging wildly in the ocean, setting off a sea tide.

The aetheric fluctuations of nothingness turned into a frenzy, crushing everything in the material realm, causing everything to crumble and wail.

And above the throne, in the eerie silence of the eye of the storm, Arthur slowly raised the sword in the stone. The blade screamed and trembled, but it couldn't disobey Arthur's will and aimed at Ye Qingxuan.

Chop!

At that moment, a violent light erupted, engulfing everything.

Just the hurricane that rushed in his face dimmed the light of the dragon slaying spear, and it was difficult to move, the chapter of fate trembled violently, and the structure of the Trinity was turbulent, and it was almost about to fall apart.

This is the essential difference.

The huge gap between dragons and ants.

The power of the Leviathan is like the seven seas and sampans compared to mortals, and it does not even need thunder and rage, but with a slight swing, it can set off a tidal wave and drown the kingdoms and bury everything in the depths of the sea.

Just waved his hand and slashed his sword in the air, Ye Qingxuan was intimidated by the terrifying aura, and his actions stopped abruptly.

In a trance, even the will is difficult to maintain, and what comes to mind is the pain that has been evaporated into dust, and the despair that has been crushed into ashes.

Even though the enthronement ceremony has not yet been completed, Arthur, after mastering the sword in the stone, still has the power to be inferior to any natural disaster.

A natural disaster is a natural disaster.

It's not a cat or dog that can be killed casually with an artifact in hand.

It is by no means an existence that a master can deal with, even the most powerful master can't.

"It's a pity ......"

At that moment, Ye Qingxuan's soft voice and sigh were indescribable.

He closed his eyes.

In the next moment, a fierce light that was far more than a thousand times higher than just now burst out.

Arthur was stunned.

In his hands, the spear of the dragon slayer cracked into countless small cracks, and what could rise from the cracks was the terrifying image of the collapse of music theory and the fierceness of gods and men.

Music theory, which represents divinity and humanity, collides in the same place, and the final tragedy of destruction is performed on the basis of the classical school.

This is the final rendition of the theme - Ragnarok.

It's like the end of a world and the end of a world. At the cost of destroying the spear of the dragon slayer, in exchange for the terrifying power of God's wrath.

Let the catastrophe become, cause the sea to flood everything, make all the gods fall, burn the old world on the trees, redefine the four elements in the ashes, and usher in a new era.

Collapse, collapse, collapse, collapse!

In the violent roar, a thousandfold, ten thousand, and a hundred thousand times the fierce light erupted from Ye Qingxuan's hands.

Arthur's power was torn apart, and the spear of the dragon slayer stepped forward like a bamboo, and the last of its magnificent power pierced through the layers of obstacles, as if the glow of the world's burning light smashed against the blade of the sword in the stone.

Arthur was furious, the blade of the sword in the stone burst into a roar, and the Golden Chapter of Victory awakened from it, evolving the influence of various phantom beasts, and finally turned into a real dragon, devouring the place where Ye Qingxuan was biting.

But the dragon was also pierced.

It's overwhelming.

Ye Qingxuan roared, and the abundant power turned into a blazing light, gushing out from his eyes.

He was almost burned by the frenzied power, a thousand times more power than he could control, and even the proximity turned into purgatory.

Every moment there was a continuous roar.

It was the collision of the Dragonslayer Spear and the Sword in the Stone.

Every impact brought a roar that shook the heavens and the earth, and the terrible aftermath that could be observed even from afar in the Holy City.

Holding the blazing light, almost extravagantly consuming the power of the dragon slaying spear's self-destruction, Ye Qingxuan stepped forward step by step, stepped over the steps of the audience, and stepped upward, stepping through one obstacle after another.

Until the end, Arthur was already close at hand.

For so long, he had been in Arthur's shadow from the day he arrived at Avalon, but it wasn't until today that he saw Arthur's appearance clearly for the first time.

Arthur's face was ugly.

Very ugly.

Under the human face, the outline of a beast emerged, hideous and ugly, staring at Ye Qingxuan deadly, full of furious fire.

Ye Qingxuan roared, using his last strength, pushing that round of glow and stabbing towards Arthur.

Arthur roared, the sword in the stone roared, and his power skyrocketed again. The power from the natural calypse finally erupted in full force, and the terrifying power above all mortals collided with the dragon slayer spear.

The Room of the Throne collapsed.

"Wishful thinking!"

Arthur sneered, and the gravitational force of the music theory above the blade pressed down the dragon slayer spear inch by inch, and forcibly suppressed this terrible music theory that seemed to be the destruction of the world.

But at that moment, through the frenzied glow, he saw the grin on the corner of Ye Qingxuan's mouth, so pleasant.

Then, the smiling young man, let go of his palm.

Let the dragon-slaying spear fall out of your hand.

Gave up?!

Immediately afterwards, the palm with staggered scars was raised, and in Arthur's stunned eyes, the five fingers opened, the arm was rounded, and with all his strength, it smashed down towards Arthur's face!

Syllable!

A slap in the face.

The roar couldn't drown out the crisp sound.

Arthur's face, a handsome face with dark majesty and evil charm, had a clear palm print.

His eyes were still glazed.

With a hint of confusion and confusion.

The attack was so sudden, so offensive, and so ...... Heartbreaking!

Such an expression is good.

Ye Qingxuan nodded happily.

Satisfied, every cell in the body seems to be dancing a light and happy dance.

- That's cool!