Demon Lord Priest II

Chapter 228 Choice of Doors

The icy wind blew through this battlefield that Arseria was familiar with, bringing a strong aura of death.

Looking around, there were no smiling faces in her memory behind her, nor those twelve knights who swore to fight her to the end. She is the only one on this lonely battlefield, and on the opposite side of her are millions and millions of enemies.

They don't know fatigue, they don't know pain, they simply move on, move on, move on. All the forces blocking this army were ruthlessly destroyed and wiped out.

The ancient capital that stood for thousands of years, the underground fortress hidden at the foot of the volcano, the towering magic tower, all were razed to the ground by this extremely simple strategy.

This is a war between the living and the dead, but the victor is the side of the dead. The Demon King who brought the deepest despair to the whole world is still regarded as the incarnation of the **** of death.

After being awakened by Aya's heroic reincarnation, Arselia faced her past so clearly for the first time, and it was her most unforgettable battlefield.

"I didn't expect to see you again." The golden holy sword in Arselia's hand automatically removed the hidden barrier, emitting a dazzling golden light.

It is full of divine radiance, the radiance of victory and hope.

However, in the face of that darkness, the brilliance of the golden holy sword was too small.

When the faltering undead army officially entered the battlefield, Arselia saw the darkness that once made her heart palpitate.

It was obviously noon, but the entire sky was shrouded in darkness, and a purple evil moon hung high in the air, looking at the earth like an eye.

The skeletons of the dead were crawled out of the place where the strange purple moonlight touched them. Some of them were not completely decomposed, and there were still some broken bodies hanging on their bodies, and most of them had long been dead. There was nothing left but a skeleton with a white skeleton.

At that time, no one knew how many undead were involved in the war. Because with the movement of the army of the dead monarch, just like the scene in front of Arselia, where the moonlight shone, the dead woke up one after another, like a sign of the end of the world.

There is no doubt that the dead will always outnumber the living, so the army snowballs from strength to strength. This disaster, which was originally just regarded as a "war", has been upgraded to "doomsday" when the dead on half the continent woke up.

Just like what Arselia was facing, the color that represented death could still be clearly seen even at a height of 10,000 meters. It was the color of death that covered the earth and spread continuously.

There was no noise and shouting when the human army was advancing. No one made a sound when this white ocean moved. All units were silent and moved forward step by step. Covered by the purple moonlight, they seem to be ordered to go forward until the end of the world.

Perhaps, for them, war never existed, they simply removed all obstacles in the way.

They don't need land, they don't need wealth, they don't need everything a human being should have. They also don't need logistics, they don't need food, and they can't imagine what kind of power can drive the actions of these countless dead people. It is the first time in this world that the power cannot be classified.

Before this war, this world has also experienced many wars. For the sake of race, for profit, and for wealth, there have also been many terrifying and powerful creatures.

However, in front of this ocean of the dead, in front of this army that swept everything and left nothing but despair, all races, all intelligent life had the same understanding.

The power of this level surpasses everything in this world, and has completely surpassed all races in this world, enough to destroy the entire world. Even the intelligent life of the whole world together cannot overcome this existence.

Thus, the first "tenth" appeared. This level has never existed before, because even strong human beings who have mastered the "door", and fantasy species who are born with the "door", cannot do such a thing.

However, the owner of this army can, as long as the person wants, then the world will really be destroyed.

Arcelia could feel that horror because she was the one who had really faced it. On the battlefield three hundred years ago, holding the golden holy sword, she stood in front of the endless army of the dead just like now, burning all the fire of her life.

Standing on this battlefield again, Arselia could even faintly hear the ancient whistling sound, which was the fighting spirit from the bottom of her heart, her own belief.

Even if fate were to change again, her choice would still not change, she would still stand on this battlefield, burn her life, and challenge the invincible terrifying devil.

"You are wrong!" Looking at the end of the endless army, Arselia knew what was there. It was the power from Fali's Dark Holy Grail, and it was the culprit who projected this battlefield according to the fear in her heart. .

However, this kind of thing called "all evil in the world" will not understand that some people, some beliefs, no matter how much fear they encounter, no matter what kind of opponent they face, they will not give in, let alone retreat.

Moreover, at that time, she was not fighting alone. Behind her, there were twelve knights who stood by her side until the end, who agreed with her beliefs and the way of knighthood, and fought with her to the end. them.

Three hundred years later, people can no longer find the names of the twelve knights, and even the names of the kings who once led these twelve knights have disappeared in history.

But Arselia will not forget, forget the comrades who fought with her, the knights who bravely went to the mortal battlefield with her.

"I really miss you. Except for her, you are probably all gone. Three hundred years later, I will be the only one left." On the battlefield, those memories came back naturally.

In her heart, there is a special feeling surging. If she hadn't come here and came to this battlefield, she might not be able to remember it, and she would not be able to perceive this feeling hidden in her heart.

However, when she faced her greatest fear and faced the most terrifying shadow in the world again, Arcelia found the feeling that belonged to her, the oath she once shared between life and death.

The King of Knights is never alone. Behind her, there are twelve knights. Known as the "Knights of the Round Table", they are the most outstanding heroes of that era. They are all geniuses among geniuses, even in swordsmanship. Said that among them there were knights stronger than Arselia.

A voice echoed from the body, it was their name, lost by the history of this world, but never forgotten by Arselia.

On the battlefield, lights began to shine one after another, the light of memory from the distant battlefield, three hundred years ago, the light of Arselia's guardianship.

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Arselia walked through the darkness in front of Steinsstone's Gate with a smile, and walked steadily towards the world where the person she wanted to protect now resides.

She's not Lelu, she doesn't even have feelings like "fear" like her. As a king, she has faced too many crises, too many hesitations, and even died once.

Therefore, compared to Leilu, who is always careless, she has something to pay more attention to and cherish more.

Now she is the second apostle of Demon King Ulysses, the Heroic Spirit Arcelia.

"There is one last place, who will you go?" There was no surprise that Arselia could pass the test Aya, because she was that kind of knight. Although she herself said that she had given up her belief in knighthood, in Aya's view, she did not give up, it obviously deepened that kind of will.

This is really a hopeless king of knights, which is why she is so stubborn, and she still does not admit her feelings for her master, obviously...

"Ah, Mihalu charge!" Mihalu kicked his pet Teddy away with a ruthless kick, and his whole body turned into a white streamer and rushed towards the black gate of Destiny Stone, and then stretched out his fist, fiercely smashed up.

"Hmph, this king is also reluctant to go and have a look." Yingling Wang Yuke shrugged his shoulders and moved his steps.

"Fly! Angel of Silver Sword!" Noah was not far behind, and rushed directly from the air at high speed.

Soon~www.readwn.com~ Except for Fali, Sharon, who was in charge of maintaining Steins;Gate, and Aya, who didn't plan to go there for the time being, all the powerful girls tried to enter Steins;Gate.

However, they met their respective opponents, most of whom were feared enemies in their impressions. For example, Meina met the original Helen, Mihalu met the barrier of despair that she had never broken through, and Tina met It's a giant octopus...

However, there is one exception, she does not have the special talent like Lelu, nor does she have the strong faith and courage like Arselia, and her fighting power is not the strongest, but under the power of the Dark Holy Grail, she did not produce any "fear".

Because she didn't understand what "fear" was at all, unlike Leilu, who completely ignored her, she was born without this muscle and didn't learn this kind of thing.

So, in the end, the third person who passed through the gate of Steins; Sandy, to be more precise, was the new Sandy who was resurrected by Ulysses with the necromancy technique and gained the ability to move freely.

The power of the Dark Holy Grail cannot find what she "fears" at all. Because that wasn't there from the beginning. Driven by the necromancy, she has long forgotten that kind of thing...