The moment the scepter appeared, the sleeping Avalon suddenly shook. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The city frozen in destruction seemed to be running again, and infinite power burst out from the deepest depths of darkness, and at the highest point of heaven and earth, the palace covered in dark mist suddenly emitted a torrent of ether that swept everything.

Like a blazing black sun, it glows.

Countless buildings that were torn into the sky let out a wail, boom, shatter......

Under the scepter of the scepter of the splendor of hell, the wails of countless people filled the heavens and the earth.

Even if he is weakened to the extreme, but the scepter is a scepter after all, let alone the first dark lord of the dark kings?For hundreds of years, before the Hundred Eyes were not personified, he had been revealed as the face of the abyss, conveying the will of the gods.

The elements of the scepter inherit the essence of the abyss, the place of all iniquity, the true face of hell. Even in his heyday, once that Hell Scepter unfolded in the Aether Realm, penetrated the Nine Layers of Aether Sea, and smashed into the Material Realm, it would directly be able to distort the Material Realm and form a 'Hell on Earth' covering most of the realm!

The last time Maxwell relied on the right time and place to set up an ambush, and with the full support of Saint Haydn, and with hundreds of years of preparation as a bargaining chip, he barely managed to completely extinguish him before his scepter was fully deployed.

Now, it's Ye Qingxuan's turn to face it.

"Face, how to face it......"

Ye Qingxuan raised his head, looked up at the scepter that seemed to have infiltrated the entire shadow of Avalon unconsciously, and couldn't help but sigh: "I can't beat it at all." ”

Now that the scepter has been unfurled, the Shadow of Avalon has temporarily become his home turf, and without the Sword of Stone in hand, there is no chance of victory.

Under the cloak of original sin, Ye Qingxuan's Destiny Chapter surged rapidly, countless music theory changes, and the three movements of the Sage's Stone, the Moonlight Chapter, and the Natural Disaster Resonance merged, quietly brewing power.

In his eyes, a hint of fierceness flashed.

If you can't beat it, just run.

If you can't run away...... Then forcibly use the Dragon's Sleep Enchantment to cut a hole in its scepter!

At that moment, far north, at the end of the empty street, a slightly hoarse voice sounded.

"Christine, protect Your Highness. ”

Ye Qingxuan looked back in astonishment, but saw Lancelot standing there.

Lancelot?

In his stunned eyes, Lancelot reached out, unbuttoned it, and threw the robes that got in the way on the ground, revealing a close-fitting black gown.

And in his hand, the heavy longbow that was more than a man tall.

It was the result of engineering made from hundreds of steel parts made from weapons made at the Third Ordnance Workshop of the Anglo Nation. Engineers called it a bagpipe because the sound of the strings vibrating seemed to bring the melody of home.

The three test launches brought epoch-making precision and terrifying power.

Now, in Lancelot's hands, it was held high, its sharp edges reflecting the cold light of steel.

The servant, who was half-kneeling on the ground, folded his palms for him and offered arrows in both hands. The arrow fell into Lancelot's hand, arced and landed on the bagpipes.

Under Lancelot's shirt, the muscles of his emaciated shell swelled to reveal an iron silhouette as he squeezed in the muffled sound of the bowstring.

On the bow body, the gears are modulated to their highest kinetic energy under the beating of the thumb.

Thirty years ago, before Lancelot was injured to protect the Queen, he was known as Anglo's strongest knight, and thirty years later, he left the bow and arrow due to lung disease to focus on political affairs, but his former skills have not retreated.

That gesture......

It was just flawless.

Face the hell that rises above the sky, the first Grand Master of the Royal Musicians, and the scepter that the Lord of Darkness has evolved.

Lancelot brazenly pulled his bowstring and aimed it at the sky, the murderous intent above the steel.

In the next moment, the arrows roared out!

The fierce sound set off a mournful scream, slicing through the hurricane, bringing a roar that was unmatched.

But at that moment, Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but look away.

Deviated.

Lancelot, after all, was old and had been wounded for many years, and in fact, in his prediction, it would have been a miracle to pull the bowstring just under the terrible pressure of the old wound of lung disease.

In the final moment, Lancelot's chest was torn apart by a scar, and viscous blood seeped out from under his black shirt......

The arrow streaked a crooked trajectory through the air and landed in the distance, tearing through the rock and nailing into the iron, shaking alone and unwillingly.

It's ...... different from the goal. I can't bear to look at it directly.

If there were other people here, I am afraid that they would have been unable to help but burst out laughing, but Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but feel sad.

An arrow was fired, and it was as if his whole person had been evacuated. Lancelot braced himself with a longbow, bent over, coughing and vomiting blood.

His face turned pale.

But his pupils didn't show the slightest loss or frustration, he just raised his arm and wiped away the bloodshot from the corner of his mouth.

Collapse!

Collapse!

Collapse!

A series of shrill voices rang out.

In the West, in the East, in the South...... Suddenly, the same arrow was thrown into the sky, and after a long arc, it wedged deep into the ground.

Ye Qingxuan looked back in astonishment, only to see the arrows nailed in all directions.

They swayed their tail feathers, emitting a scarlet fluorescence, faintly demarcating areas on the ground and outlining their corners......

At that moment, Christine's pupils tightened.

"It's ......"

Before she had time to explain, she pounced on Ye Qingxuan, stretched out her hand and pressed on Galahad's armor, the last power was activated, and a barrier of iron and wind was born out of thin air, enveloping them and the iron coffin in it.

"Covered saturation strikes. ”

Lancelot coughed and whispered, "Three rounds." ”

At that moment, in the darkness behind him, hundreds of pairs of ice-blue eyes lit up.

That's the knight's visor!

It was the power armor's ether furnace running silently, and the samurai's eyes were ignited!

The sound of steel grinding rang out one after another, and countless armored knights broke away from the stealth mode, activated from the silence, and raised the jaw-dropping giant bow and arrow in their hands at Lancelot's command.

Then, aimed at the sky, countless heavy arrows were pulled out of the box and set up bowstrings under the inhuman force of steel. Immediately after, the thumb-thick bowstring was pulled apart, bursting into a low sound.

The sound came and went, like a swarm of bees flapping their wings......

In the next moment, the roar of the sky tearing apart exploded!

Countless arrows rushed into the sky, and under the projectile of the armored knights, they roared from a great distance, and smashed into the 'square' outlined by the four arrows with precision and accuracy!

The earth shook and the wind howled.

Facing the protection of the eleven masters, the huge arrow smashed into the ground.

Most of them were dissociated in mid-air, revealing the alchemy matrix within, as if a high heat from the center of the earth burst out of it.

And in the heat, the stress in the arrow was excited, cracked, dissociated, and disintegrated into countless pieces of red-hot iron. The thin, almost transparent pieces of iron were scattered in thousands, with a terrifying heat, like a torrent of flames......

In the torrential rain, the terrible sound of countless pieces of iron cracking came and went.

Every piece of iron that cracked exploded in the fluctuating ether, and thousands of ruptures caused a terrifying vortex.

It's a legion-grade Aether app!

In an instant, under the 'noise scraping' of the iron sheets, the defenses of the thirteen masters actually broke one after another. Immediately after, under the heavy mass attack, the rift-filled defenses were completely shredded.

Rains of iron and fire fell from the sky!

Three!

After three rounds, Ye Qingxuan, who was in Galahad's defense, looked around in astonishment, only to see the soil that had been burned into a turbid fluid, as well as the cracked and scorched rocks, and the eleven masters who were extremely embarrassed under the layers of defense......

The earth had sunk for several meters and was devastated.

Even the Scepter of Hell was faintly in turmoil.

The face of the Dark Lord peeked out of the flames, full of hideousness, staring at the man in the core guarded by layers of armored knights.

"Lancelot ......"

Lancelot was expressionless and waved again.

Hundreds of Archangel armors soared into the air, glowing with blazing light, and in the midst of it, seven terrifying aether fluctuations emanated.

Is that...... Knights of the Round Table!

It is a war machine inherited from the founding of the country, built by Arthur with all his national strength, guarding the country's armament!

Due to the tyranny of Arthur in his later years, as well as the wars over the years, only nine armors have survived intact to this day, and now, except for Lancelot and Galahad, who guarded Mary and Ye Qingxuan, they have all been on the battlefield!

The opponents are the Grand Master of the original Royal Orchestra and the Lord of the Shadows......

The enemy is ahead.

Led by seven armors of the Round Table, the Knights of the Round Table have entered the battlefield!

The war begins!

How to kill a musician has always been a difficult problem for samurai all over the world.

Indeed, compared to the near-infinite power of the ether, the muscles of the flesh are too small to even count as dust. And the rise of power armor brought new hope to the samurai.

For musicians, there have always been a lot of combat ideas.

One of the most popular is the most straightforward speed! Before the musician can react, draw his sword and stab, and kill with one blow. Tear through all defenses with great strength, cut off your head, and divide the winner.

But for musicians with endless means, as long as they are careful, it will be difficult to succeed. As a result, armor for musicians began to pursue adaptation and defense against the environment.

In view of all kinds of high temperatures, cold, and even drastic changes in the external environment in a short period of time, we seek our own safety with the greatest defense.

In short, if the musician can't kill himself, he will naturally have the opportunity to kill the musician......

And last, and the most effective, is the realm that many samurai and engineers can not reach. That is to ignore the cost performance and give the armor the power to surpass the musician......

Among them, the Round Table Armor is undoubtedly the result of standing above all power armor. The armor created from Arthur's Golden Medal of Victory was born with the ability to surpass ordinary musicians, and it was a weapon of war that could be decisive on the battlefield.