Hellish Affairs

Looking at the subjects of King Camelot, they began to panic. The city wall built by elves will not be destroyed yet, but the waste bricks and tiles of the building continue to collapse.

The mothers were holding their children, so afraid that they fled in a panic. The knights of the round table who stayed in Camelot continued to resist the enemy's invasion, but there were too many enemies...

"Gáe Bolg Alternative," she whispered.

The cursed magic gun was injected with extremely strong magic power, which could even interfere with the surrounding environment. Joyas was still arguing with Merlin, and Scathach threw several magic guns with purple-black ominous magic power in an instant——

"Shhhhh-"

Several magic spears landed on the ground, hitting several black wraiths who were about to attack the common people, and with the magical power of instant death, they disappeared in an instant.

Scathach descended from the sky, and the close-fitting gauze tight leather armor looked dazzling in the sun. She raised her head proudly, her slender neck revealed a perfect arc, and stared at The two men in front of me...

Merlin had an idea, and said, "The sage who came to beg for death, can you kill that thing?"

"Hmph." Skaha sneered, "Merlin, your tactic seems even more ridiculous to me. I have completely seen through your thinking."

"Ah, by the way, Dragon Knight of the Stars." Scathha raised the corners of his lips at Joyas, "I understand your way of life, but in order to save the weak, you would rather give up your own lifestyle, which makes me Scarha A little bit of admiration..."

"But in this world, what you want is often the most extravagant thing..." Skaha said lightly, "We had a very happy chat just now, so let me help you get this extravagant thing ..."

That luxury, the so-called peaceful life.

After all, Skaha pulled a flower gun, and the red magic power spurted out like blood, and she disappeared in place instantly.

Merlin breathed a sigh of relief, "I never thought Scathach would come to help us..."

Joyas thought so too, he was still assured of Scathach's combat power, but then he suddenly felt a chill——

This chill did not come from Hela's fear of death coming from the ground, but a feeling that she was about to be killed.

A person was quickly located in his mind—about a long time ago, he was wandering on the edge of life and death, and now Joyas's brain power is very flexible.

His body tensed up in an instant, and he looked towards an alley that even the wraiths dare not enter...

It was empty inside, as if some dark wind had blown by...

"Merlin, do you think someone can completely break through your defenses and enter Britain?"

Merlin looked at Joyas in surprise, "I was about to say something like this, I suspect that the goddess of the dead country came from the Holy Grail..."

"No." Joyas interrupted Merlin, because an old man wearing a shabby cloak suddenly appeared in the windy alley.

"It seems that someone has completely broken through your defenses, and we have offended a lot of people." Joyas laughed when he reached a critical moment of tension, and made a cosmic gesture with his fingertips.

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I also paid back the one change I owed yesterday, and a knot in my heart was finally relieved.

Chapter 068

Scathach raised his head and looked at a flower made of black tentacles at the end of the street——

"Is it a pipeline leading to the underworld..." Skaha whispered: "She shouldn't be able to leave the underworld... Is it really the Holy Grail that builds magic power?"

Looking at the overwhelming wraith vanguard, she pursed her lips and smiled proudly, letting out a dull laugh——

"Except for fighting with the disciples in the Kingdom of Shadows, I haven't interfered with foreign enemies for a long time." Skaha said with a smile, and then disappeared in place in an instant, the spinning red magic gun swept away like a lawn mower Live countless souls.

Actually manipulating the soul of the dead, the goddess of the underworld cannot be called a goddess.

Although Skaha is warlike, he is not yet chasing others to fight every day.

It was the first time she had seen the novel way of life that Joyas said, or she had never come into contact with someone like Joyas Pendragon who was fighting the gods and thousands of enemies.

Hearing about the [Star Dragon Knight] from her disciples, Scathach always looked at things from the perspective of a bystander, and was able to build such a huge and tiny model of the Age of Gods.

Someone actually wants to create a "Kingdom of Shadows" "Avalon".

The ability to approach creation from scratch, just like the last emperor when the Age of Gods was annihilated, makes people want to experience it.

The results, while not as expected, were not disappointing either.

The dead wraith cannot die again, Scatha sweeps away the enemies like a massacre, and her magic power is like a laser jet, making them fly away and annihilate the moment it touches the enemies.

A gleam of sharpness flashed in her red eyes, and her natural and unrestrained skill turned into a purple afterimage. She jumped lightly and stepped on the bodies of countless wraiths. The flower of evil that transmits to the outside world the resentful spirits who long for life out of fear of death——

Pin it to the dead space where it belongs.

Scathach soared into the air, and the second shot of the long spear leaped—the concept of instant death was about to be endowed!

"Pierce! Pierce! Gáe Bolg Alternative!" , Hela of Niflheim! ! "

The red magic gun shattered the blue barrier in an instant, and the barrier shattered like glass.

—“Ganglati.”

A rather soft voice suddenly echoed throughout the streets of Britain, with a hint of sadness, like a whisper from the depths of the extreme cold——

Ganglati, she said.

The magic gun Gáe Bolg, which was originally entwined with countless curse powers, suddenly seemed to be firmly held by countless hands, and moved extremely slowly towards the black flesh-winged pipe connecting Niflheim (Nordic underworld)— —

"Damn it..." Skaha frowned and cursed in a low voice, his heart was burning with anger, the opponent's [Original Rune] was even higher than himself.

Countless grievances reappeared like spawning eggs, and Scathach's fighting spirit struck. If it was just to help Joyas Pendragon before, it was exactly the opposite of what Joyas said. Scathha was a A person who is extremely easily attracted by the excitement and excitement of battle.

……

Joyas Pendragon frowned slightly, his pupils were blue in the sunlight, in a quiet alley, an old man in a gray overcoat sat on a dilapidated wooden box.

Merlin was also surprised to find that the old man sitting in the alley in front of him was not from Camelot.

If it is clairvoyance, it is not completely passively opened, so Merlin did not notice anyone other than Hela, the goddess of death, but the person who completely broke the barrier outside Britain and entered, this really surprised Merlin.

"It's Alaya's subordinates, and we have indeed offended many people," Merlin said with some melancholy, "It's really difficult to get the happy end of all the staff... so many people break through to Britain in one day." Defense, it's a bit embarrassing for me."

"Don't mind, Mei Linqing." The old man sat on the old wooden box, only half of his face could be seen under the gray cloak, and the other half of his face was covered with a scruffy beard.

"I was just thrown here." The old man said seriously, "It would be difficult for me to break through from the outside world."

"This feeling..." Merlin frowned, "Could it be..."

"Heroic spirit?" Joyas tensed his muscles, and the moment he put his hand on the hilt of the sword, the magic power was released, and the golden and white magic power swayed the surrounding air, and the armor would automatically move without wind.

"Holy Sword Maker..." Hassan Sabah whispered the name, "How dare you come before me?"

Merlin stepped back a little bit, Joyas Pendragon was speechless, silently picked up the sword from his waist, golden dust-like particles entangled him, golden lightning flashed between the frictions, and his lunge crushed him. The ground, disappeared in place in an instant——

"boom--"

Joyas' holy sword collided with the old man's worn-out crutches, but there was a crisp sound of metal colliding with each other. The stormy magic power entangled the two of them, blowing up the old man's gray cloak like a whirlwind, revealing a trance. Face with white skull mask.

It disappeared in an instant.

Joyas flipped the blade and opened up his intuition to the maximum. The blue eyes instantly transformed into dragon-like vertical pupils. The magic eyes opened and saw through the opponent's real name——

"Old Man of the Mountain."

Joyas said in a low voice, aggravating the release of his magic power.

Hassan Sabah, who was resisting with an ordinary crutch, let out an old man's unique laugh, and then disappeared in place——

"As expected of you, holy sword user..."

In an instant, Joyas lightened his feet, as if he had landed on the ground, and the scene in front of him changed instantly...

"Inherent enchantment?" He whispered in surprise.

"Go upstream and build an empire that looks like a different kind, and what have you got... the Holy Sword Maker."

The voice of the old man on the mountain echoed in his ears.

Merlin watched the battle between Joyas and the old man in the mountain, and the battle between Scathach and Hela, the goddess of death, and opened his clairvoyance to see if there were still enemies.

The pupils shrank in an instant, Merlin opened his mouth slightly in surprise, in his eyes——

In a dark forest far away from Camelot, there is an old man with white hair and clothes completely different from those of the contemporary people. In clear weather, light like a sharp sword is projected on his dark clothes.

That feeling turned out to be human...

With a snap, he closed the hard-shell notebook with one hand, and the man whispered, "This is the first time I've seen the world that Camelot can survive..."

The magic of traveling through parallel worlds consumes a lot of magic power. Once it is used, it can drain all the magic power in a certain space in an instant.

He opened his eyes wide in surprise, "The fact that Camelot must be destroyed recorded by the quantum fixed recording tape has been broken here. In this way, is it possible to find a solution to the ending of the human land of steel? ..."

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There are still two chapters to be written, and the other is a PY "Top players fall in love, so try to form a team to level up", written by a friend, it seems to be about online dating.

069 The Underworld

"Joyas, why haven't you come here yet?"

Mordred was lying on the bed with her legs crossed and biting an apple. She was seriously injured by the King of Bei. As an artificial human, her body recovered very slowly, and she was even told that her life would be shortened even more.

Thoughts of fear that Mordred hadn't had for a long time in his life sprouted and grew like mushrooms after rain.

How long can I live?

Ten years, five years, three years...

"What a sad life..."

Mordred thought this way, this is the first time in her life that she is afraid of death...

I was clearly not afraid of death before, but why am I so afraid today? Could it be that I was always careless before, but now that Camelot is built, Joyas is by my side every day, and the queen mother and Merlin heal my body, so Even my father touched my head lightly.

Is it for this reason?

"Oh, it's annoying!"

Mordred hammered the bed vigorously. Even though there was no one around, he shyly got under the bed.

Why are you being so nice to me all of a sudden?How strange!

It was very hot inside the quilt, and she began to have difficulty breathing. She was originally in good physical condition, but because of the injury, she felt uncomfortable in her lungs even after simmering in the quilt for a while.

This feeling of weakness swept over her, and she began to curse herself——