In the wide square in front of the minaret, Bai Di was waiting for him.

Bai Jue looked at the steeple in front of him and said: "It seems that this is the last battlefield. The core area of ​​the paradise has been opened to us. After taking off the coat, the inside is full of shabbiness. There is no plan to repair this dilapidated city. "

"It's not that I don't plan to repair it, but that there's no way to repair it." Bai Di shook his head and said, "Every brick and tile here doesn't belong to a paradise, it's just a dove occupying a magpie's nest. dead."

"Do you know the name of this city?"

"I know." Bai Di said, "It is the original blueprint of Camelot City."

"Camero City..." Bai Jue is too familiar with the name, Matthew's treasure is the wall of Camelot City: "That is to say, this is the Knights of the Round Table, the domain of King Arthur? King Arthur again?"

"I said, this is the blueprint, not Camelot City. Camelot City was built according to it. Here is..."

"The Court of Avalon."

A voice came, saying its real name first.

The broken spear floated in the air, it vibrated the air and made a sound, and repeated again: "This is the Court of Avalon, the steeple... is the place where King Arthur's soul sleeps, and the place where the holy spear Longonimiad is kept. "

"Holy gun?" Bai Jue frowned and said, "Isn't it the holy sword?"

"It's not the holy sword..." Broken Gun continued intermittently: "It's the holy gun. The gun pierced into the heart of Avalon's court and interrupted its breathing, so it was sleeping. Only pulling out the holy gun can wake up this lost place. garden."

Bai Jue was even more confused.

Isn't the Court of Avalon the place where King Arthur recuperated?

"If you are in doubt, go in and have a look." Bai Di suggested.

The two walked forward.

Since entering here, the system prompts of the paradise have been completely inaudible. There is no forced battle, no forced teleportation and transfer. This should be what Altair called a 'gift', otherwise even if the core area is opened, this place will immediately fall into a state of chaos. For the battlefield.

Bai Jue climbed up the stairs, climbing all the way along the tower. There were no handrails, only the stairs circling around the tower. They climbed step by step. After half an hour, they finally saw the top floor of the tower... It seems to have come to the end of the sky.

The top floor of the tower is empty, only one throne!

On the throne, there was a figure sitting. She was dressed in military uniform, with a silver-white armor, a white cloak dragging the floor, and a strict mask, like a lion showing its fangs. Golden hair flowed out from the gap in the armor, her pupils were closed tightly, and there was no sound at all.

She is fast asleep.

The sound of breathing echoes the sound of the wind. At the end of the sky, behind the throne, the wind is surging. With every breath, one can feel the immense magical power. The heart of the Court of Avalon is at her feet.

Bai Jue looked at this scene: "I suddenly realized that if the core area of ​​the paradise is the Court of Avalon, and the holy gun penetrates the heart of the Court of Avalon, this young lady who looks like King Arthur is sleeping, that is, Say……"

Bai Di nodded and said: "That's right, she is the champion of the Paradise Martial Arts Tournament and the king holding the holy spear Longomiad. It may not be appropriate to call her King Arthur, but she was a mortal. You and I can feel that her soul strength...has surpassed the scope of humans and heroic spirits, it is a godhead."

"Emmmm, what should I do? I suddenly felt that I might not be able to beat her." Bai Jue squinted: "Why don't you go and wake her up?"

"You don't think about stabbing him twice while she's still sleeping?" Bai Di suggested sinisterly.

"As a loyal soul series player, I solemnly remind you that when fighting bosses, you can survive being wretched, but you will definitely die if you are greedy for knives." Bai Jue said with a serious expression: "Let's lose a long-range skill."

"Then use this." Bai Di took out a palm-sized can from his arms, a small can, but it seemed to be filled with the malice of the whole world, and a steady stream of dark breath flowed out from it.

Bai Jue's eyes widened: "What is that, it looks dangerous!"

"The special product of the Kingdom of Shadows, mud cans, nothing special... just smells like reincarnation of five grains." Bai Di threw the cans with a bright smile: "Please rest assured, this thing is non-toxic and harmless, only hatred is worth a lot. No one can continue to sleep after being hit by this trick, just think about it, what kind of expression will she wake up with when her whole body is covered with the black sticky substance of mystery?"

"Stop it! You lose your game at the beginning, you don't play like this!" Bai Jue couldn't help holding his breath.

"I'm afraid, look at me." Bai Di threw it as soon as he said it, posing like a Jiashien baseball player throwing the ball, and threw it hard: "Justice descended from heaven!"

The cans galloped towards the king.

When it approached within three meters, a violent airflow suddenly rose, and the howling wind turned into a barrier of wind, engulfing the can, twisting and compressing the can, and finally throwing it under the tower, the damaged can A dark mysterious liquid flowed out of the air, but fortunately all the smells were swept away by the strong wind, and the atmosphere was fresh.

Seeing this scene, Bai Di regretfully took the gas mask back, he was still looking forward to a good show.

At this time, the king on the throne has opened his eyes.

The apotheosis of the soul is reflected in the body. The holy blue eyes intertwined with yellow and green have no trace of humanity, but only mechanized indifference. There is a storm that can destroy a city and a country.

The savior and the clerk, who sensed the strength of the soul, felt her fearfulness.

A deified soul, strictly speaking, is also a metamorphic variation of the soul.

Even if the four holy souls are awakened, Bai Jue's soul is still a long way from being deified. When the soul is deified, it means that the soul level has stepped into an inhuman realm, and he wants to step into this realm , need is accumulation, is years.

She got up and spoke slowly, with no emotional change in her cold tone.

"I am the Lion King, the Storm King, the holder of the Holy Lance Longonimiad, the ruler of the Court of Avalon, the Lord of Camelot... You have stepped into my domain, answer me, why are you here?" Come……"

There was no killing intent in her eyes, not even hostility.

To those with unsteady minds, the faint voice of questioning is as loud as a bell ringing in their ears, enough to make sinners fearful, and they can't help but grab their heads. This surpasses the concept of majesty and is the coercion from the god level .

Facing such a terrifying and powerful enemy.

Bai Jue poked Bai Di: "She was asking why you threw the can at her."

Bai Di looked at him from left to right: "Ah? I lost the can? I don't know. Didn't you throw it?"

Bai Jue choked on his words: "Fart your mother!"

Bai Di had a serious expression: "Young man, wipe your own butt! You lost the can! I saw it!"

Bai Jue: "Knock inside!"

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