Chapter 645: History Is Really Fake

The dazzling brilliance occupies everyone's attention.

But the brilliance was dazzling, but it wasn't dazzling.

Instead, it has a feeling as gentle as the morning sun.

Soon, a roar of pain rang out in their ears.

The sound seemed to come from deep in the throat, painful and harsh.

But after a few tens of seconds, the voice got weaker and weaker.

Soon, the light gradually faded.

When people gradually regain their sight.

The monster shrouded in darkness had vanished without a trace.

In its place, the skeleton of a giant beast.

There was no flesh and blood on the body, but the skeleton was thicker than any living creature on Earth.

There were still some dark shadows dancing on the bones, but they gradually disappeared with the passage of time.

And the skeleton of the giant beast slowly fell to one side, making a dull sound, and smoke and dust were scattered.

Once again, the audience fell silent.

People involuntarily shifted their gaze to Arthur, who was wielding a sword.

Even those who were still running away had dispelled the panic in their hearts and diverted their attention because of the dazzling light just now.

His short fiery red hair fluttered in the breeze, and the light of the fire burning around him reflected on his handsome face.

He looked young, but his eyes spoke of the years he had been through.

"What are you still doing?" Arthur's voice pulled Starly back from her distraction.

I saw Arthur quietly watching him, "Aren't you going to flee to safety?" ”

Starly didn't answer, she didn't even forget she could speak, and just looked at Arthur in a daze.

Arthur shrugged his shoulders and didn't say anything more, just walked slowly towards Gregson.

He came to Gregson.

He slowly raised his hand, the green light shining in his hand, and Gregson felt that the injuries on his body were gradually recovering, and even some of the broken bones were taken back by themselves.

His breathing, which had been a little difficult, began to flow again, and the pain in various parts of his body gradually subsided.

He sat up slowly, looked at Arthur in front of him, and suppressed the excitement in his heart.

"You, you. You are"

"I'm just an ordinary person passing by." Arthur laughed.

Arthur's words directly blocked all of Gregson's words.

He seemed to want to say something, but he didn't know if it was appropriate or not, so he didn't dare to say it directly.

But the people behind him don't think as much as Gregson.

"That's Arthur the Great!"

"You can't be wrong, that's Arthur the Great!"

As a person made a sound, it spread quickly to the surroundings like a drop of oil falling on the clear water of a lake.

The sound of communication gradually sounded.

"The record of history is really wrong, how can such a powerful existence, such a great existence, die!?"

"He faked his death, he has always lived, the legend is true, Arthur the Great has frozen his life since he pulled out the sword in the stone!"

People were obviously so agitated that they even forgot about the current situation and forgot to run away.

Or rather, in the eyes of these people, there is no safer place than by Arthur's side.

He saved the people of Britannia from war, famine, plague, and death, and now he can lead the Britannians to victory over these alien monsters.

Yes, at the moment, no one doubts this.

The people who were originally panicked and at a loss all eased their emotions at the moment Arthur appeared.

Nations and nations need heroes.

And the legend created by Arthur in this country is undoubtedly the most suitable for publicity.

The presence of a hero can increase the cohesion of the nation as well as the country.

Provided, of course, that the hero is gone.

Otherwise, this will be the result.

Gregson had no doubt that if Arthur raised the holy sword in his hand and waved his arm at this moment, he could even directly replace the president and become the ruler of the country.

If it were peacetime, of course, it wouldn't be so easy.

But this is the time of turmoil, and the people of the whole country are in a state of panic and confusion.

People need a spiritual orientation even more.

Arthur didn't explain, didn't respond, just looked at Gregerson and continued to ask.

"Army, when are you coming in?"

Gregerson came back to his senses and hurriedly said, "According to common sense, I should have come in at this time, but I guess I was dragged by something, so I didn't arrive." ”

"Woohoo!"

At this time, countless "shooting stars" streaked over the city, which were estimated to be rockets fired from land-based batteries near the imperial capital.

Countless rockets streaked through the air in graceful arcs, lighting up half of the sky and blooming on the other side of the city.

Half of the night sky was lit up by fiery fireworks, and a few seconds later they heard the roar of the cannonballs exploding, and the earth shook violently.

The ashes of the flames drifted through the air, some even reaching Gregson's face.

Gregerson looked into the distance with a solemn face.

The buildings of the imperial capital have hundreds of years of history and culture, and as a financial center, there are also many high-rise buildings.

The shells consumed by each bombardment are secondary, and the damage caused by each bombardment to the city is an irreparable loss.

But even so, the army still gave the order to bomb, which shows that the army has encountered something difficult to deal with.

The enemy carried out this surprise attack because they knew that this was the imperial capital, the capital of the country.

Therefore, the strength of the monsters dispatched may surpass those cities along the coast.

Gregson came back to his senses, he looked at Arthur who was standing in front of him, and said with a heavy face.

"I'm sorry, sir."

Arthur raised his eyebrows, "Why do you say I'm sorry?" ”

"You gave this city to us, but we failed to protect it."

Arthur was stunned for a moment, but then shook his head amusedly, "When Mordred started the revolution, the city suffered no less damage than it does now. ”

Gregerson frowned, a little confused for a moment what Arthur meant.

But then he heard Arthur say.

"Although the cultural treasures left by history are important, people are always the most important."

Arthur looked to the end of the street, where a group of monstrous monsters was slowly approaching.

"During my reign, Britannia excavated many relics of the Mayan civilization, and their cultural buildings were preserved through the erosion of time, but people disappeared into the vast river of history, and their civilization stopped continuing.

After all, civilization can only continue with human beings as the carrier.

As long as people are alive, civilization will exist, and cities, will exist."

(End of chapter)