You're Lazy, Dracula

"The age of mankind has been destroyed. Besides, this tiny world is about to perish. God has issued a judgment, and all the land on the earth has no room for human habitation. That's right, except for this holy capital, Camelot. I Waiting saints are the complete, completely pure white millennium kingdom. After passing through this main gate, there is an ideal world waiting for you in front of you."

This knight seems to be quite good at talking. After a few bragging words, the faces of the surrounding refugees all showed hope, and they kept saying things like "Oh, the rumors are true..." "We are saved." Words like this appear around.Of course, what the knight said sounded like fart to Dracula and his party, not to mention that the authentic "gods" believed by the Knights of the Round Table and King Arthur have now been completely digested by Dracula. Speaking of the trial or something, that was also done by the fake Gay Tia.

Moreover, this holy city of Camelot didn't even manage to feed Mordred and X-Mao. The pure white millennium kingdom, the ideal world is not bad, I'm afraid it's not living in a dream.

Of course, Dracula and the others didn't have the time to tell these refugees about it. After all, when a person survived a desperate situation, he finally met a glimmer of hope. If someone else wants to kill it, this Most people will fight him hard.To make these refugees realize the reality, the best way is to let them see the reality with their own eyes.

"Thank you very much. Before you came here, you must have gone through a very long and arduous journey."

Amidst the cheers of the refugees, the handsome knight continued to deliver a provocative speech.

"My king will accept all peoples, whether foreign or heathen.—However, before that..."

The knight's conversation suddenly changed.

"...You must first obtain the king's pardon."

At this time, an extremely majestic figure suddenly stepped slowly on the main gate of the holy capital.

"Look, there is someone at the main city gate! Oh, that figure is—"

The refugees also noticed this figure, so they began to whisper.

The person who appeared at the main city gate was wearing a white cloak and a platinum helmet that looked like a lion, but judging from the armor she was wearing, it was still possible to see that the petite blond woman from before The shadow of the young knight king, they are wearing the same clothes and armor styles, blue lining like a dress, plus a silver plate armor breastplate.This person should be the Father King of the Holy Capital that Xiao Mo said had a weird personality and a weird figure.

"It's basically completely deified, and even the prototype of the god's authority is almost completed. No wonder even the character and figure have changed."

Dracula stared at the figure and murmured.He lowered his head, just in time to see Naiyazi staring at the figure, the dumb hair on the top of his head was turning, and there was a malicious smile on his face.

So Dracula asked vigilantly:

"What do you want to do?"

"It won't affect you."

Naiyazi pushed Dracula with a smile, and replied:

"I was just thinking, if I take this video of the Lion King and show it to that noble knight Miss Wang, the expression on her face must be very wonderful."

"Oh, so I was thinking of plotting against Artoria."

Dracula nodded relaxedly, and said heartlessly:

"Then it's no problem, pay attention to the scale, after all, it's Xiao Mo's father, don't mess it up."

"It won't be broken."

Naiyazi held her face and replied:

"It's just projected on the big screen in front of the Knights of the Round Table and their enemies. It's a shame to play."

Dracula looked at this guy with some disbelief, thinking that she would definitely play Arturia to death.

Forget it, if the situation is too much, just throw the slut's full-strength Ke Zi to stop her.

While the two were whispering, the Lion King standing on the city gate spoke. It really was Arturia's voice, but it was indifferent and cold.

"—There are only so many who can be led to the end. It is the nature of man to fall into corrupted things. Therefore, it is up to me to choose those souls that will never be stained with filth, and will never be shaken by evil. --Born Come, eternally innocent human beings."

With very magical words in his mouth, the Lion King raised the holy spear in his hand that seemed to gather rays of light.A hazy light spread out from the tip of the gun, covering the entire crowd in front of the holy capital.Along with the spread of this light full of sacred aura, golden light suddenly appeared in the bodies of three people among the refugees.

Well, it seems to be some kind of very strange identification method.

Dracula thought in his heart that at this moment, Wuzhi next to him suddenly exclaimed at him.

"My lord, your belly is glowing!"

"Really? Did you eat your stomach?"

The fox next to him also bluffed.

Dracula lowered his head, and sure enough, a very holy light suddenly emanated from his stomach. This light was so strong that it even covered up the brilliance of the Holy Lance.

"Oh, it seems that the guy who ate and absorbed it before came out to show his last sense of existence."

Naiyazi reached out and touched Dracula's glowing belly, and said gloatingly:

"Dracula, that guy noticed you."

Dracula raised his head, and sure enough, the Lion King was looking at him, seeming a bit surprised.But soon she calmed down again, took back the Holy Spear, turned and left, leaving only one sentence.

"Carry out the holy election, recall these four people to the city, and just bring them back in, Gao Wenqing."

The handsome knight, the Sun Knight Gawain under King Arthur bowed his head to the king who left on his own.

"...As ordered."

He turned his head, faced everyone with a regretful look, and said:

"Everyone, it's really a pity, but this is also to maintain future generations. The king looks forward to your solemnity, so--then, the holy punishment will begin."

Following Gawain's order, the armored knights he brought out set up their swords and shields one after another, and made an attacking gesture.

"Eh? You're lying...why did you set up the sword?"

A female refugee looked up at the tall knight standing in front of her, and asked in a trembling voice.

The knight didn't answer, but indifferently drew a stern light with the big sword in his hand.