Hellish Affairs

"Yes"

[This is a battle against falsehood? 】

"Yes."

[This is a battle against evil? 】

"Yes."

[This is a battle to save the world? 】

"Yes."

"..."

Mordred roared and rushed towards the King——the King struck again, and Mordred finally fell to the ground heavily, because she already knew...

Even you like this... once regarded me as a king... Mordred put his face on the ground.

"...let's sink with the island." Bei Wang said ruthlessly - the completely dull black stick fell to the ground in an instant -

"Approval!"

"This is a battle to save the world!!!!"

"An ancient mystery, give me the last look back—"

Countless rays of light shrouded him, and all the magic power from the British Isle began to gather on Joyas Pendragon. He opened his eyes and aimed at the hammer of the king of the humble, raised the holy sword high, and the spiral magic power Constantly pouring into the holy sword——

"Holy Sword Unsealed!!"

"Ex—calibur!!!"

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I heard that the cute ending can increase readers' follow-up rate o(*≧▽≦)ツ┏━┓

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Chapter 050 Longzi, wear your crown firmly.

The humble king's hammer is not the hammer in his hand, but a black holy sword placed above the sky. The black holy sword fell from the sky. At the same time, with it as the leader, it seemed to pull down some kind of black curtain , the whole sky began to gradually approach the doomsday, more like a black hole tearing everything apart——

The purpose is only to completely swallow the whole of Britain.

The humble king, the emperor of eternal night, the light that devours all things——

Looking up at the black holy sword [True King's Hammer] falling from the sky, Joas Pendragon's mind was filled with blank memories.

It's about Joyas Pendragon's memories.

That was the first time he picked up a sword, Joyas wore a crown covered with ice crystals on his head, the first time he danced a sword and failed——

There is a limit to the sharpness of the sword, but there is no limit to the firmness of the human heart. To make one's sword unstoppable, one must fight openly and aboveboard. Being mean cannot make a person stronger.

The Thirteen Seals of the Holy Sword is the true law.Only such a battle can be used at will, the power from the planet——

This is a holy sword crystallized by the power of the stars.

Joyas raised his sword high——

"EX—"

"Calibur!!"

The golden light surrounding Joyas came out in an instant, the golden magic power like a torrent collided with the humble king's hammer falling from the sky, the black holy sword that unilaterally swallowed all the light was suddenly stopped, and the sea of ​​golden magic power began to flood the whole of Britain like a wave ——

Mordred struggled to get up from the ground, saw Joyas aiming at the fate of the humble king's holy sword, as if everything around him was dissolved by magic, but Mordred was able to see Joyas through the golden magic vortex posture -

His eyes are full of anger, and he has become one with the holy sword, roaring to be the holy sword user who is fighting to save the earth.

As Morgan said, the holy sword is a responsibility...

With her half-opened eyes, she suddenly felt her own powerlessness and pain, but she also expressed heartfelt joy. This was the first time that she, who had been strong since she was a child, felt joy for a person.

Arrogant, nameless, cowardly, dull, hypocritical, extreme... This is you, but you can pick up the sword and do the most glorious thing in the most dangerous moment.

Standing in the distance, Merlin calmly watched the stream of stars and the holy light, resisting and devouring... Because of the surge of magic power, the sea of ​​ether that was pried up was surging.

Merlin couldn't help blocking the magic power in front of him, but he still tried his best to open his eyes wide, so that he could see more clearly——

"Joyas... I finally didn't let you down." Merlin said with a sigh, "You are doing really well now..."

He suddenly couldn't continue, the strong wind blew his long white hair messy enough——

"Joyas," Merlin looked at the holy sword user holding the holy sword high, and whispered to the deceased soul, "now you are the holy sword user, and now you have defeated your father, now your sorrow, Your solitude, and your shield and sword in defense of Britain..."

Merlin looked up at the Holy Sword Envoy, thinking of the little white dragon from the north, the ice knight standing beside the king, took a deep breath, and said slowly:

"—that's sharp enough."

His voice was scattered in the huge sea-like magic power, and finally disappeared.

Maybe the soul can perceive, and the underworld can also hear it.

Vortigern opened his eyes wide, and the boiling white dragon body was completely submerged. Its magic eyes told him that the inexhaustible magic power of Joyas Pendragon came from this ancient British island. ...

And it Vortigern is the island—

The magic power was entangled, and a large amount of magic power used to drive the holy sword [Big King's Hammer] that fell from the sky was exhausted, and it was completely pushed back by the extended holy sword's light just like Moses divided the sea——

In an instant, the violence of darkness was torn apart, and the magic power of swallowing light from the humble king was completely evaporated by the sword of saving stars, and the fierce light that wiped out all powerful evils began to boil and grow continuously, in every corner of this world .

This magical power from the island is deeply telling the king that even this British island is recognizing Joyas Pendragon...

Desperate blows again and again, loneliness and sadness again and again, loneliness and sorrow wrapped around Vortigern, and now he realized that he had been abandoned by the island.

From a prince staring at this ancient island to the ugly old dragon now, because of merging with the island, he obtained everything Vortigern, knowing the past and future of this ancient island, and it is not his son who supports him to go on. , but the island.

Only then did he realize that what he wanted was the island, whether it was the little dragon born from his deep love or the Holy Grail under his feet, it was all because of the island.

The former prince, Vortigern Pendragon loved this island more than anyone else.

Supporting the lonely man all the way, reshaping a perfect British island, and then controlling it with Joyas, the child bestowed by the gods, will be the most perfect solution to his sorrow and pain...

But he was wrong, he had been abandoned by the island——

The man recognized by the island of Britain was Arthur Pendragon.

And this island is no longer an isolated existence, she has already connected with the planet to become a part of the world, any country in the world will become one...

The power was taken away, and the magic power of the Holy Sword of Splitting Stars and Moons finally forced him back.

The darkness shattered by the light disappeared, the starlight emerged, and the humble king's hammer was torn into pieces——

The lonely white dragon slowly turned into starlight, and the dragon's body made of ether also turned into a human form.In a moment, an old man was leaning on a black sword and standing on a lonely hill, asking questions from his soul...

"...Do you hate me? My dragon son."

"..."

He couldn't get an answer, Joyas didn't know how to answer the humble king - he had no right to hate or not hate the humble king, because he was not the son of the humble king at all, he had his own parents, brothers and friends.

Vortigern seemed to have given nothing but trouble and anger to himself.Although Voutigeng killed countless people, these facts made him terrified. Ordinary people would draw their swords to help, not to mention that he had universal feelings and was qualified to be selected as a holy swordsman.

The current king of Bei is no longer the incarnation of the island——

Britain had deserted him.

From this point of view, he is already an ordinary old man.

"I'm not your son." Joyas said solemnly, he didn't want to lie to the dying old man, so frankly.

"I am a different soul, I came to this world unintentionally, I feel sad about your son, I promise you that I will help you find your son's soul, and I will find it back home..."

"What did you say..." Bei Wang watched Joyas's mouth move again, he could no longer hear him, but Joyas spoke too fast, he couldn't tell what Joyas was talking about.

"..."

Silent, always silent, Joyas looked at the old man with complicated eyes, slaughtering thousands of innocent people, the one who destroyed Britain.

He bent down, looked at the old man, opened his mouth, and said slowly with his mouth:

"I don't hate you, Father."

Vortigern smiled.

Then he slowly raised his bloody hand, and under Joyas' surprised eyes, he straightened his frost-covered silver crown.

Longzi, wear your crown firmly.

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Let me explain a question. I have a problem with writing the book. You may have misunderstood it. The protagonist has never admitted that he is the son of King Bei. In the end, he said no hate to comfort King Bei. I feel like my son.

It's just to comfort me, what's so noisy about it.

Let me unify here. The protagonist did not admit that he is the son of the humble king. In the matter of becoming his son, the protagonist is completely passive and innocent. As for the reason for his time travel, I have actually laid a lot of foreshadowing. revealed.

The king of Bei simply saved Britain and took the wrong and cruel path, and was finally abandoned by the island of Britain.

Chapter 051

The old man straightened Joyas's crown, and then slowly lowered his hand. He panted slightly, as if he had started to have difficulty breathing.

With the loss of the body of the dragon due to the abandonment of the British Isle, Vortigern has lost all his strength——

I don't hate you, father.

I don't know whether it is from the sadness of being turned into an old man from a sinful dragon again, or the sympathy for a lost person who gave everything for the island but ended up going astray, which makes Joyas Pendella Gonza told this white lie.

Intellectually, one should not sympathize with Bei Wang, he just died beside all the people he killed.

The hills where the corpses piled up gave off a stench, and the living dead began to rot endlessly.