"The Holy Sword didn't choose me back then. The old man closed his eyes slightly, releasing the pressure of speechlessness.

The crowd fell silent and did not answer, and after a long time, a man in armor stood up.

"It's not good to let an outsider enter the altar, no outsiders have entered Avalon for 10,000 years. ”

He pondered for a moment, his face was a little helpless, but more angry, and then said: "If it weren't for that person from 10,000 years ago, Avalon would not have faced this situation, and the people of Avalon in the outside world have not returned for a long time. ”

"Avalon is no longer what it used to be. ”

Everyone fell silent again, and the old man's rickety body swept over everyone, and the stars in his eyes seemed to decide something.

"If the holy sword does not come out for a day, I will not be free for a day, and I will not be able to be freed for a day. ”

"In the name of the present King Arthur, I approve of the young man's entry into the altar land. ”

His words were full of seriousness, and everyone knew that he was serious, dissatisfied, and neutral agreed with what the old man said.

"In three days, the altar will be opened, and you will go and prepare, for fear those fellows of the River Styx will step into this pure land. ”

"Yes!"

......

The main owner, Han Fan, didn't know that he had been elevated by the old man.

He is discussing his life ideals with Angel.

"So, have you ever seen an elf?"

Angel's eyes lit up, she had never left Avalon since she was a child. Always living in this place.

Therefore, the outside world that Han Fan said made her full of illusions, and she couldn't wait to rush out immediately to see the outside world.

"No, only from ancient books. ”

Han Fan shook his head, could he say that he knew it from a distant planet? If he said it, he might have to break through his divine sense and explore its secrets.

"I see, the outside world really makes people yearn for me. She danced happily, and her elf-like posture made him a little drunk, he had never seen such a pure creature, he had never had any bad intentions, and he had an infinite yearning for beautiful things.

However, this also made Han Fan worried, the outside world was not Avalon, it was a cruel world of either life or death.

"You'd better not go out into the world, it's very dangerous, and some of the darkest places are there. ”

Han Fan reminded her, hoping that she would give up and always be a carefree spirit of light, maintaining a pure and unsullied heart.

"Is it like the creatures of the River Styx?"

Worry appeared on Angel's delicate and beautiful face, and she seemed to be very jealous.

"Styx creatures?"

Han Fan felt very gloomy when he heard this name.

"It's a horrible bunch of creatures, full of evil, but they haven't been out for a long time, and some people think they won't be there again. ”

"Forget it, don't go to Styx. Han Fan suddenly gave up the idea of escaping from the River Styx.

A spirit, who knows what's going to come out there.

"Huh"

Xiaobai gradually opened his eyes, looked at Han Fan's familiar face, and stumbled and said, "Lord... Exceptional"

Anqi, who was still laughing, instantly knelt down and held Xiaobai high above his head.

"Dear Divine Beast, I didn't mean to offend you. ”

Her tone was full of respect, and she placed Xiaobai on the high platform.

Han Fan was just about to say that he didn't need to pay attention to it when there was a creaking sound at the door.

The semi-circular door was gently pushed open, and an old man walked in slowly. Read a book

He saluted Han Fan and Xiaobai.

"Bai Ze Divine Beast, how do you feel?"

He walked up to Xiaobai and looked at it with kindness.

Xiaobai raised his little paw, touched and touched his left side, signaling that he was completely fine.

It seems that this time Xiaobai has improved a lot, and Han Fan doesn't understand Xiaobai's promotion principle, as if it is a system outside Ningwai.

"Seniors. ”

Han Fan bent down and saluted, since this old man was not hostile, he couldn't show it himself, this was a respect for both sides.

"You may be seated. ”

"Anqi, your father is going to call you, the day after tomorrow is your fifteen-year-old coming-of-age ceremony, prepare well. ”

"Yes. When Angel heard this, she happily withdrew.

Han Fan was dumbfounded, she looked so mature and enchanting, she was not yet an adult?

"Son of Prophecy, have you decided?"

After she left, the old man stared at him with his eyes and said slowly.

Han Fan was silent for a moment, gently stroked Xiao Bai, and said, "Senior, what's in the altar?"

If the altar is very dangerous, he will be sent to death if he enters.

"The Holy Sword is in it. ”

The old man replied, without the slightest intention of concealing it.

"What holy sword?"

Han Fan blurted out and asked, but he was very shocked in his heart, could it really be the legendary sword in the stone.

"In the distant past, when the Holy Sword was just born......"

The old man slowly said to Han Fan and told the legend of the holy sword.

It was a dark, cold, snowy night. Moonlight shone over the ancient building, which was inhabited by an elven king.

When he was in retreat and cultivating, he suddenly seemed to have a strange feeling in his heart.

He walked out of the old castle, and in an instant a strange fog enveloped him, and the next moment, he disappeared in place.

Suddenly appeared on a huge altar, there was no one around, and when I looked at it, it was a vast grassland, and the sky was pure without a trace of immaculateness.

An old man appeared in front of him, dressed in a white robe with mysterious runes carved on it, a long hat with a pointed tail, he had a white beard, which dragged long on the ground, and even more deeply attracted to his silver eyes, which contained secrets that no one knew, as if everything was under his control.

He didn't say much, but stepped out of the way and showed what was behind him to the king.

An ancient sword, stuck in a stone with a little bit of brilliance.

A voice came into his ears, "pull it out"

The king seemed to feel a slight connection to the sword.

He stepped forward, grasped the hilt of the sword with one hand, and with a slight draw, the sword was pulled out of the altar, and in an instant, a myriad of knowledge appeared in his mind.

It was dark in front of him, and he opened his eyes, thinking that all this was a dream, and then, the sword in his hand was not a dream.

At this point, he relied on this holy sword to create a dynasty, which was later known as King Arthur.

After the death of each king, the sword was reinserted into the stone scabbard, waiting for the next king to appear.

And having the Holy Sword is equivalent to having the dominance of Avalon.

However, the previous King Arthur had already died 10,000 years ago.