Instead of being taken to the legendary fairyland-like Avalon, Jang Ang was taken to a wasteland. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"This is the Deserted Place, and Master Arthur is on the hill over there. Knight Gawain pointed in a direction, and without saying anything more, he flew away.

Zhang Ang didn't care, in order to show his respect for the second strongest man in the world, he didn't fly, and walked in the direction he pointed out step by step.

The wilderness was empty, there were no crops, the ground was full of dead grass, and there was not a single figure to be found in the distance.

As he walked, a long sword appeared in Zhang Ang's field of vision, this long sword was rusty, the patterns on it had long been invisible, it was slanted into the ground, only half of the sword body was exposed, and it looked like it had been inserted in the soil for a long time.

And further on there were more swords on the ground, one after another, long swords, short swords, broad swords, thin swords, half-edged swords, and stabbing swords...... All sorts of them, making people dazzled.

Some of these swords were rusted or even decayed, while others were still intact, as if they had just been carefully polished. And, with the exception of a few rusty and broken, the other swords were stuck in the ground, either straight or diagonally.

What's going on? How can there be so many swords? Could it be that this was a battlefield before? No, even if it's a battlefield, how can it be all swords? What about other weapons?

Just thinking about it, a small protruding hill appeared not far away, the hill is not high, only a dozen meters, it is not a mountain. From the top of the hill down, it was densely packed with swords, and its density was several notches denser than that under the hill.

And on the top of the hill, there is a tall and majestic figure.

It was a middle-aged man with a beard, no armor or a sword, standing with his hands in his hands, looking at the sky, as if he was in a trance, as if he didn't feel Zhang Ang's arrival at all.

"I don't know...... On the other side is Master Arthur, the 'Juggernaut'. Less than a hundred meters from the hill, Zhang Ang stopped and shouted.

"Well, it's me. The middle-aged man turned his head and looked at Zhang Ang: "You are the mysterious giant of Germany, and you dare to come to see me?"

The middle-aged man's words were very plain, and his eyes were not sharp, but when he spoke, Zhang Ang only felt as if he was surrounded by countless swords, close at hand, and unspeakably uncomfortable.

"Yes, that mysterious giant is what I became. Zhang Ang admitted frankly: "As for whether you dare or not, I have already come." ”

"I confess, your strategy is working, use Gawain to hold me back while attacking London. King Arthur's voice was tinged with anger: "However, before I only promised Gawain that I would not interfere, and I did not say that I would not retaliate in the future!

"I know what you mean, and I know your anger. Zhang Ang smiled: "But I'm not here to ask for guilt, nor to have a conflict with you......"

"Then what are you doing here?" the anger in King Arthur's voice did not dissipate.

"Come and unite with you, with the Knights of the Round Table!" Zhang Ang said directly.

"Alliance, what alliance, do you think we still have an alliance?" King Arthur asked angrily.

"Of course, the reason why I invaded London was not because I had a penchant for killing, and I liked to take pleasure in killing the weak, but because I was only to help Gawain and his Majesty the Queen recover. Zhang Ang explained: "Another purpose is to form an alliance with you, as soon as possible!"

"Kill my people to force me into an alliance to show your strength?" King Arthur laughed angrily, "You think you're invincible as a giant?"

"No, of course not, I told Gawain before that if you want to help them restore their country, then you have to start a war, and if you start a war, you will die. Zhang Ang shrugged his shoulders: "I have been very restrained, and now it is the result of the fewest deaths, and you should also understand that if it is really in the way of regular warfare, there will only be more deaths!"

"You are quibbling!" King Arthur's voice was categorical: "If you want to help them restore the country, you have a way in the future, and if you want to form an alliance, you can come directly to me!"

"No, I don't have time! I can only gain your trust as quickly as possible and form an alliance with you!" Zhang Ang's tone carried a hint of anxiety.

"What do you mean by no time?" King Arthur frowned.

"There is still half a month to go, and the Holy See's Divine Conference is about to begin!" Zhang Ang said directly.

"Do you want to form an alliance with me against the Holy See, against the Holy See?" said King Arthur, hearing what Zhang Ang meant.

"Yes, I hope that you and your Knights of the Round Table can help me to deal with the Holy See, to deal with the Pope's crown, to attack him at a critical moment, and to make him a god failure!" Zhang Ang told his purpose bluntly.

"Why are you doing this? You don't seem to be some kind of demonic way, are you?" King Arthur's eyes sharpened, "Also, why are we helping you?

"Because I killed St. Mark, the Fourth Cardinal Archbishop, St. Mark, and two of his Martial Saint-level men, a Templar with a shield, and an old nun who can supply others with her own internal strength, a total of three people, all of whom I killed!" Zhang Ang confessed without scruples.

"What does this have to do with us? You bear the trouble you have caused yourself, why should we drip this troubled water for you?" King Arthur sneered.

"Presumably Lord Arthur has also received an invitation from the Holy See, right? Zhang Ang did not explain, but asked rhetorically.

"yes, I'll take somebody, so what?" said King Arthur, puzzled.

"Then you should also know that when the time comes, it will be launched, and it will not be just us who will deal with the Holy See. Zhang Ang then asked.

"I know, those demons are out of the way, so what?" King Arthur wondered.

"You must have heard of the last Ark of the Covenant. Zhang Ang explained: "According to my estimates, this time it will be not only those demons and foreign ways that will be shot at the god ceremony, but also Shinrikyo, Judaism, and even the Greek God Domain, and there will inevitably be a big war at that time!"

"What you can think of, wouldn't the Holy See think of? They must have a plan for dealing with it. King Arthur laughed: "Moreover, there is also the world's first Pope St. Paul who is suppressing, and these people can't make any big waves." ”

"What about Germany? What about your Knights of the Round Table? Will there be a turnaround? You were able to fight with the Pope for three days and three nights, and then delay him for a while, shouldn't it be a problem?" Zhang Ang was kind and seductive: "Moreover, you also know the giant I became, and when the time comes, I will be able to contain most of the forces of the Holy See alone! You can besiege that Pope together, can't you stop him from becoming a god?" You also know that if the Pope of St. Paul succeeds in becoming a god again this time, then the status of the Cult of the Warriors will be unshakable! You want your Knights of the Round Table to remain stranded on the island, never to set foot on the mainland?"

After a pause, Zhang Ang released a killer move: "Moreover, after being crowned a god, His Majesty the Pope will still leave after all, and you are sure that His Majesty the Pope will not give you a few title-level powerhouses who may threaten the Holy See after being crowned a god and before leaving......?"

"I understand! I'm not unaware of your concerns. King Arthur's voice was full of recollection: "But you didn't fight with St. Paul, you didn't live in the same era as him, you didn't know how powerful he was!