Chapter 601: The Monarch Killer
What kind of person was Mary?
Ye Qingxuan found that he had never thought about this question. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
When we first met, it was in the kitchen of the Royal Academy of Music, and he knocked on the lid of the pot, with his dog, and his energy was flying. She stood at the back, quietly watching, quietly leaving, unconcerned.
Perhaps it was the self-restraint and arrogance of the royal family.
Later, in the lower town of Avalon, he meets the blood-stained Ripper, with a completely abnormal cleanliness habit that wants to kill all filthy people and make the city clean again.
He had danced with the princess in the Shadow of Avalon, looking at her jewel-like eyes, full of pain and hollowness.
He could see the deepest scars and blood.
In Stein's secret room, the two had a brief time together, but there was no deep communication with each other.
She has become a qualified heir to the throne. The reserved and noble princess passed by the wanderer.
Ye Qingxuan never thought that there would be a day of reunion.
I didn't expect that she would be crowned king so soon.
She has become an emperor, noble and powerful, but she is not what Ye Qingxuan imagined.
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The new king's tour of the Shadow Nation has begun.
The King of Hell will come.
When Ye Qingxuan came to the shadow of Avalon, the tour had not yet ended, but the hell had already appeared with a vague hideous face.
Mary hadn't hid her whereabouts, or rather, she hadn't had any intention of hiding at all.
The parade of kings is high-sounding.
She passed through the city gates, along the winding streets, on the blood-stained road, upward, through the broken city, to her own palace.
Everywhere they went, all the buildings and streets fell apart and collapsed into pieces.
Massive aether waves spread out of her.
Above her, the crystalline crown reflected the city, rendering everything as a dim glow from hell.
For the first time in hundreds of years, the Kingdom of Shadows has seen the light of day.
But the sun sprouted out of darkness.
The dark sun echoed her song, rising from the topmost palace and shining on the demonic city, hastening its collapse.
Countless pungent sulphur dust fell from the sky, burning with sporadic firelight like blazing rain. The rain of fire covered every nook and cranny, setting everything on fire.
Countless demons hissed, trembled, died, and continued to bow down to death, offering everything to the Supreme Emperor, the King of Earth and Hell.
The moment he saw her, Ye Qingxuan already understood what was happening.
Although it is unknown what deal the Lord of Darkness made with Lancelot, there is no doubt that Mary has become a pawn of the Lord of Darkness as a victim.
Ye Qingxuan could see that countless movements stretched out from the scepter of hell and sank deep into Mary's limbs.
The Lord of Darkness implanted the essence of the self, the music of hell, into Mary's body, and controlled Mary's will with the dark side born from the dragon's blood curse.
Now, through Mary's shell, the Lord of Darkness is able to navigate the shadows of Avalon.
Or even the other way around...... Absorb the power of Avalon's Shadow and complete yourself.
The movement, which had once been heavily damaged under the sword in the stone, was now drawing the power of Avalon's shadow in a steady stream, transforming and reborn.
When she arrives at the palace, Hell Music will replace the power left behind by Arthur, usurping all the cardinal points and turning the Shadow of Avalon into a 'hell on earth'.
And King Arthur will be completely freed from the palace and come to this world with the respect of natural disasters.
"What a good calculation, Your Excellency the Dark Lord. β
Ye Qingxuan sighed softly, couldn't help but raise his hand, and suppressed the faint headache in his eyebrows, which was a strange feeling mixed with irritability and anger, filling his brain, like a flame.
Beneath the gap between his fingers, the clear glow of the cold moon lit up in the black pupils.
"Let's say hi and try it out. β
He whispered, "It's rude enough to come uninvited, at least let the 'master' know who is knocking on the door." β
"Yes. β
Behind him, Stone bowed his head, but the heavy sword was pulled out of its sheath and pierced into the ground, the blade rubbing against the iron and stone, making a piercing, long low sound.
Then, there was a roar like thunder.
Deafening.
βββDeusvultοΌοΌοΌβ
No one had ever imagined that there was such a powerful aura left in the body of this dying shriveled old man, enough to support him to roar like a giant dragon, shaking the heavens and the earth.
It was the language of the pre-Dark Ages, the bloodstained vows inscribed on the Inquisition and the Crusade.
Deusvult, the gods will.
This is the will of God, this is the will of all things, and this is where righteousness and glory lie.
Declared, the Witch's Hammer enters the battlefield!
With that roar, the heavens and the earth roared.
The Flame Emblem slowly rose from Stone and illuminated the pitch-black clouds.
The massive steel warship burst through the clouds, and the searchlight pierced the flames of the black sun, shedding a bleak white glow. Dozens of steel stakes were thrown from the ejection tracks, wedged deep into the crumbling building with a roar, and then pillars of fire rose from the ground and intertwined into a massive cage of flames.
At that moment, the King of Hell's advance came to an abrupt halt, and he slowly turned his head, making Ye Qingxuan smile.
"Yes, that's right, look here. β
Facing that gaze, Ye Qingxuan walked forward slowly, walked into the cage of flames, and bowed to the girl wearing the crown, "Your Highness Mary, it's been a long time. β
The girl's pupils were hollow, and her delicate face was full of indifference, and she didn't react at all.
It's like looking at a cloud of air.
In the projection of the Hell Scepter, the figure of the Dark Lord slowly emerged, looking around at the surrounding scene, and finally overlooking Ye Qingxuan, showing a mocking smile:
"It's been a sight to behold in a long time...... I remember you, after being abandoned by the Order, like wild dogs, and living in secret, how can you wait for the day of resurrection?
What kind of miracle is this?"
"Isn't it because you guys still exist in this world?"
Ye Qingxuan looked at him and responded coldly: "After all, someone has to remind you - you still have enemies that have not been defeated, and there are still people in this world who are not fighting for you." β
"You want to kill the king?"
The Dark Lord Clapped his hands happily: "It's like what your boss Maxwell did, Ye Qingxuan, he really didn't misunderstand you." Anglo's saviors want to kill their own king?
Our Majesty used to admire you, I wonder if she would be heartbroken when she saw you...... Isn't that right, Your Majesty?"
Mary's pupils trembled.
It was as if awakened from a long nightmare, and a dim glow like a candle in the wind appeared in the hollow pupils.
Stunned, hesitant, frightened.
Seeing Ye Qingxuan's face clearly, he couldn't help but want to dodge and escape.
In the end, it seemed to be relieved again.
There was no questioning and no anger, as if he had realized his own end.
"Mr. Ye, are you here to kill me?" she asked softly.
Ye Qingxuan was silent.
For a long time, slowly bowed his head.
"Yes. β
"It's great to die at your hands. β
As if to usher in relief, she smiled, held back tears of fear, and said goodbye softly: "Please save this country, and completely cut off the blood of this calamity." β
"I assure you, the ripper will die here. β
Ye Qingxuan looked at Mary's eyes and promised word by word:
Mary and the nation will be reborn together. β
"Then ...... Please. β
Mary smiled and closed her eyes.
When I opened it again, it was already covered with hideous beastly red.
The terrifying dragon power erupted from its shell, transforming into a flame-like substance, spreading in all directions, and with the blessing of the Scepter of Hell, the will materialized, and just by working, it had already caused the shadow of Avalon to crumble and distort the physical realm.
The flame cage is turbulent.
The invisible sword and axe slashed down, and the barrier in front of Ye Qingxuan cracked into countless gaps, shattering in an instant.
Ye Qingxuan sighed, and when his pupils were raised again, they were already full of cold moonlight.
Facing the mad dragon power, he raised his arm and gave a command:
βDeusvultοΌβ
All things are willing, God wills.
-- Enforce the righteousness of the world, the eternal righteousness!
Flame and iron, falling from the sky!