I Built the Ancient Organization of Salvation

　　The silt did not allow Fermore to attack the adjacent Continent, entirely because in mythology, there was no story of Fermore harassing the Continent without even taking the British Isle.

　　In the early days, the silt couldn't make a mess.

　　The deep-sea giants captured the two islands that they have never forgotten and fought for several times, and then plotted other areas.

　　Allston and Danny approached with reverence.

　　Tang You looked at the three of them and encouraged:

　　"You are doing very well, continue to advance towards the Eagle Heights, where to establish a new gathering place, create a well-trained force, and destroy the Fumor who bypassed the defense line and came to the land, as well as the monsters that drilled out."

　　After speaking, the illusory figure faded and disappeared.

　　"The saints are fighting for us in the distant sea..." The blonde girl looked at the two of them: "We have to speed up our journey."

　　Auston and Danny looked at each other and realized something, but neither of them said anything.

　　……

　　Shortly after.

　　The stinking temporary camp, and the people directly under the team waited anxiously, but in the morning until the sun was high, there was not a single person in sight on the edge of the jungle.

　　"Is something wrong?"

　　"Don't talk nonsense, you bastard, do you have any brains? Last time two treasure holders were able to get out of the body, where would the three be planted?"

　　"Then why don't you come back now, is it possible that you can still fight until now?"

　　There was a lot of discussion.

　　"Hey, wait, look! It seems that someone has come back!"

　　A group of people hurriedly looked around and saw three small dots getting bigger and bigger.

　　When their body shape could gradually be identified, they were shocked and ecstatic to find that the three of them were actually leading a horse, dragging a whole two-split and a total of three huge heads...

　　……

　　ps: I discussed with the writers on the same site today and found that in the case of incomplete sensitive thesaurus, the more words in the chapter, the greater the chance of appearing, and the greater the chance of being blocked for modification.

　　So other writers are generally [-] words per chapter, everyone, I am thinking about whether to change. .

Chapter 317

　　As soon as the news spread ten, ten and one hundred, before the three of them entered the camp, people had already gathered in layers.

　　Arthur rode ahead on a white steed, her silver armor reflecting shimmering light, and her golden hair fluttering slightly, like a warrior walking out of a story.

　　After that, the bearded uncle Auston, and the thin young archer Danny, rode a gray horse and a brown horse respectively, with proud smiles on their faces.

　　Their mounts are all horses rescued from the ogre's lair.

　　The crowd around the audience saw three horses dragging the ogre's head, making three dents in the mud, slightly approaching a gesture, and found that a single head was actually bigger than many people, and could not help but gasp.

　　The crowd separated like a tide, and the eyes looking at the three were all filled with awe.

　　When they reached the center of the camp, almost everyone ran over. Seeing this, Arthur pulled out the sword from her waist and shouted in a crisp, somewhat majestic voice:

　　"The ogre is dead, we continue to the Eagle Heights in the north!"

　　She saw that the air fell silent for a moment, and then people looked at each other, and then cheered, obviously they didn't want to continue to be afraid here.

　　On the other hand, Allston and Danny stared blankly at the blond girl surrounded by the crowd.

　　The others are not stupid. Just by looking at the battles of the front and back, you can tell who has the main credit for this crusade.After this battle, this girl who was not tall, proved her strength to everyone and gained enough prestige.

　　Led by Arthur, the procession of several hundred people continued north.

　　After crossing the natural danger, there is a vast plain and forest again. Groups of wild horses neigh happily and run, and in the sky far away, the gradually rising earth can be vaguely seen.

　　Plenty of wild fruits and beasts fed the hungry people.

　　As the saying goes, looking at the mountain is a dead horse, and the northern highlands seem to be close at hand, but it still took five or six days for this group of refugees to truly break away from the plains.

　　"call……"

　　A giant eagle swooped down from the clouds and swept over the continuous procession climbing the slope, and the strong wind ruffled people's hair, and they couldn't help but look in the direction the giant eagle flew away.

　　The towering mountain range is surrounded by cliffs on three sides, and only one side is steeply sloped and linked to a low place, which can be described as a treasure land that is easy to defend and difficult to attack.

　　In addition, the mountains are rich in vegetation, the verdant forest can not be seen at a glance, a large herd of deer can be seen indistinctly, and the clear streams crisscross them.

　　Flocks of giant eagles circled in the sky, and occasionally a few returned to their nests on the cliffs. Right below the eagles' circle, right at the top of the mountain range, a gray stone hall stood upright.

　　Auston put down his spear, looked at the strange scene, and muttered: "The northern highlands, surrounded by eagles, we... finally arrived~々."

　　……

　　"Bang...bang..."

　　The axe chopped down on the trunk and cut off the last branch. The tree fell with the sound of "squeaking" fibers breaking, and the crown and branches of the other trees made a "rustling" sound.

　　As far as the eye can see, people are busy moving stones or wood, and Auston, who used to be the lord of the village, is shouting and directing people to build houses with his bold voice.

　　Danny put the arrow into the quiver on his back, picked up his longbow, and shouted to the rest of the hunters, "Come on, it's up to us if you can have a full meal today."

　　After that, he walked towards the forest with a few hunters.

　　The blond girl Arthur stuck his helmet in his left hand and leaned against the end of the sword hilt with his right hand. He walked up the rugged forest mountain road and came to the solemn gray hall.

　　There was a flat keyhole on the door five or six meters high. She could see at a glance that its width and thickness matched the broken steel sword, so she pulled out the long sword around her waist and probed into it.

　　"Crack..."

　　The keyhole was filled with light, she drew back her sword, and with a heavy sound, the door slowly opened to both sides, the outside sunlight poured in, and in the light with clear boundaries, little dust flew.

　　It seems to have been dusty here for a long time, with the smell of time.

　　Arthur turned to look at the busy crowd at the foot of the mountain, turned and stepped into the hall, the slight footsteps were particularly clear in the empty environment.

　　In the middle of the hall, a flat round stone table is integrated with the ground, and thirteen high-backed chairs are evenly surrounded.

　　The blond girl's fingertips swept over the delicate patterns on the back of the chair. As soon as she noticed the pattern of the crown on the first seat, she sensed something keenly. When she turned her head, she saw the black-robed saint "Merlin" standing quietly beside her.

　　"Saint!"

　　"Little girl, come with me."

　　Tang You led the blond girl forward, and the two crossed the wide and tall stone screen and came to the back room of the main hall.

　　In the quiet darkness, a shimmer of light leaked from the top, scattered like a cone, illuminating the black cauldron on the high platform, which was full of primitive lines.

　　"This is..." Arthur was reminded of certain memories, took a subconscious step, and looked at the Druid saint beside her in surprise: "The legendary 'Dageda's Magic Pot'?"

　　In Celtic mythology, it is said that when the Tennu came to the British Isle, they brought four treasures: the stone of Farr, the sword of Nuada, the spear of the sun god Luge, and the spear of Dagda. Magic pot.

　　Tang You didn't answer, but took a few steps.

　　Every time he took a step, the light around him dimmed a bit, and when he took the last step, the world had turned into pure darkness, and his figure was not in it and could not be distinguished.

　　"Ena, or Arthur, we are not gods."

　　The blond girl heard the voice of the saint echoing in the open space, and then, many light spots appeared in the darkness, which quickly converged into a solidified three-dimensional picture:

　　Cracks, monsters, and humans with shields and swords...

　　After these pictures are frozen for a few seconds, they seem to be scattered by the wind and return to the light spot, and then reassemble into another appearance, just like a movie that is captured frame by frame.

　　The glimmer of light illuminated Arthur's beautiful face, and his gaze would not miss a moment, staring at the scene of gathering or collapsing.

　　"Exotic monsters came to our world, slaughtering and refining human beings as blood, and generations of sages have gone through hardships, and finally mastered the power called extraordinary, rose in misery, and united in adversity."

　　The voice of the saint is incomparably ethereal, like the chants of the years.

　　"...We are an ancient organization designed to protect human beings. We are composed of stalwarts from all over the world. We are running under time and walking in darkness."

　　"People who cannot understand our power, call us gods or druids, but we are not gods, we are..."

　　All the broken light spots quickly gathered together to form the symbol of the inner circle of the outer shield. The color spread and changed like a virus infection.

　　The blond girl Arthur raised her head slightly, her chest heaving up and down, staring straight at the huge red sign in the air.

　　She had seen this pattern on the robe of the saint.

　　The outline of the black robe approached in the red light, becoming clearer and clearer. The top of it brushed the suspended mark, and hit a few swirling spots of light, which came to a place less than half a meter in front of her.

　　The knocked-off corner seemed to have caused a chain reaction, and the entire sign quickly disintegrated, turning into sparks in the sky, and then slowly faded away in the silent darkness.

　　Therefore, the light returned to the hall, and under the hood of the black robe, Tang You's face became clear:

　　"We are... the Holy Shield!"

　　The blond girl Arthur saw Saint Merlin raised his hand, revealing the clear mark of the Holy Shield in his palm.

　　"Holy Shield..." she muttered to herself.

　　Tang You nodded, closed his palm and right finger, and the phantom of the deep sea giant with turquoise skin appeared: "These monsters called Fermor have disappeared for a long time even in your legends. Do you know why they appeared again?"

　　Arthur shook her head honestly.

　　The phantom of the deep-sea giant disappeared, turning into a scene of Ragnarok in Norse mythology.

　　"Because not long ago, a tragic war destroyed the strength of the Holy Shield stationed in the northern land. With a single stroke, not only did the local aborigines go south, but even the monsters hiding in the sea thought the opportunity would come."

　　"Fermore, monsters, and even the stronger giants that were intercepted on the island are not the biggest threat. The biggest source of disaster is the mastermind who has been hidden in the dark and has never appeared."

　　"So, the strongest combat power of both sides has not actually started, and they are waiting for each other to reveal their flaws, and then decide the winner with one blow and end the war."

　　Looking at the shocked blonde girl who quickly digested the content, Tang Youshen pointed at the hilt of her sword: "Do you know what the words on this sword mean?"

　　.......

Chapter 318

　　Arthur did know some words because of her father, but the words on the sword were far beyond her understanding, so she had always been puzzled by the inner meaning.

　　Facing the girl's shining green eyes, Tang You said word by word, "The one who draws this sword is the king."

　　"King? Me?"