24 years old, alien god, raising the era of humanity

Even if her opponent is overwhelmingly powerful, she will not give up hope of finding victory.

"Hey, hey, don't get excited yet. If you want to know how to win, don't you have a ready-made method?"

He quickly took two steps back, but found that he could not distance himself from Mordred. Merlin could only say with a wry smile.

"Is it possible to defeat that... fairy knight only with the Holy Grail?"

At this time, the door to the room suddenly opened, and the old queen and a group of people filed in.

They were all high-level officials from Dayang who came after receiving the news. Now the Elf Knight Lancelot is unstoppable. Such a high-risk character is flying randomly in the airspace of Dayang. No one knows whether she will be there next moment. Launch light cannons on Britain's territory.

When the time comes, without the obstruction of a strong person like BB, they may really be unlucky enough to turn into a wisp of flying ash.

So, we might as well just hide in the nuclear explosion shelter. Anyway, the headquarters of the Land and Construction Commission has complete facilities and the living conditions are not inferior to those of luxury manors outside.

First, Mordred glanced at the senior officials of the Dayang government brought by the old queen, and then immediately returned his gaze to Merlin.

"I know you have a way to summon heroic spirits. Now that the Holy Grail is in my possession, hurry up and bring Camelot City and the Knights of the Round Table back to life."

"When my father and all the Knights of the Round Table arrive, the Fairy Knights and the Fairy Kingdom will be easily defeated."

Putting his hand on his chest, a golden cup appeared in front of Mordred.

She looked at Merlin with hopeful eyes, and her words were a little excited. She had no choice but to realize the moment of wish coming soon, and who could take it lightly.

"Well...you are a bit pushy."

Merlin scratched his cheek and explained helplessly.

"The Holy Grail does not come without a price. It also requires magical power to change the world."

"And because this Holy Grail was just created not long ago, the time it takes to warm and absorb magic power in the earth's veins is still short, so it is impossible to realize a wish of this scale."

He pointed at the Holy Grail, asking everyone to pay attention to the shallow layer of blood-red liquid inside.

"This Tears of the Holy Grail will be completely consumed by summoning one or two Knights of the Round Table. If I want to gather all the Knights of the Round Table and even the City of Camelot, I can only say that it is too whimsical."

After hearing Merlin's words, Mordred suddenly found it hard to accept.

She had been working for so long, but the Holy Grail she got was still an unfinished product?

This... this is such a huge psychological gap!

91. The humble king Futigeng

Merlin's words not only silenced Mordred, but also the other senior officials in the control room were relatively speechless.

In fact, they had long felt that the road to obtaining the Holy Grail was a bit too smooth, but before, they could still imagine that Mordred was crushing him all the way with his strong strength, but when Merlin explained the truth like this, the truth was instantly revealed.

Looking at the shallow layer of red holy blood in the golden cup, everyone realized that this thing was premature.

Fortunately, Mordred broke into the Black Gate secret realm in advance and picked out the unripe fruits. No wonder the resistance he encountered was so vulnerable, and the experience of obtaining the Holy Grail was so smooth.

"Why... why is this..."

Holding the Holy Grail and looking at the pitiful amount of holy blood in it, Mordred said in a dazed tone.

"Ahem... From an optimistic point of view, it would be good to be able to summon a heroic spirit. At least it can provide a solution to our current predicament."

The old queen coughed lightly, and the corners of her mouth turned up inexplicably.

"Lord Merlin, which heroic spirit do you think should be summoned?"

"In other words, which heroic spirit can stand up to the fairy knight Lancelot who is flying freely in Daling's airspace now?"

As she spoke, the big screen in the control room also lit up.

What is shown on the screen is the fairy knight Lancelot, wearing a lake blue mecha, soaring in the sky.

She seemed to be searching to find Merlin and Mordred who had escaped.

"Hmm... As for the heroic spirit that can defeat this extraordinary enemy, the best choice is Arthur..."

Merlin stroked his chin, frowned and said hesitantly.

"The Elf Knight Lancelot is the ace of the Lost Belt in Britain. Ordinary heroic spirits have no chance of fighting against her. Only the Holy Sword of the Star in Arthur's hand can hope to defeat him..."

"But... that also requires undoing at least six or more round table constraints..."

Naturally, Da Ying officials couldn't understand this. They didn't know the settings of the Star Sword and the Thirteen Restraints at all.

But there's someone who understands, and that's Mordred.

"No! No!"

As expected, after hearing Merlin's idea, Mordred immediately hid the Holy Grail behind his back and flatly refused.

"Merlin! Do you want to put all the burden on your father again? She has already been overwhelmed by this responsibility once, and I will never allow you to push her onto this path again!"

In her memory, King Arthur's glorious and lonely back always lingered in Mordred's heart, and she could not suppress her feelings of pity.

She wants to obtain the Holy Grail to fulfill her wish in order to awaken all the Round Tables and recreate the city of Camelot. All this is to allow the lonely king to show a relaxed smile, but not to summon her father to shoulder the burden of saving the world. of.

Hearing Mordred's words, the old queen tilted her head in confusion.

She seemed to have heard a strange third person pronoun, but she didn't study it carefully at this time. She probably just said it in a hurry and said it wrong.

"In fact... it is probably imperative to revive Arthur in advance."

Merlin's expression suddenly became very serious, and he waved his hand to spread a light blue picture in the air.

That is exactly the distribution map of the British Isles, and there is a deep red dot in the center of the archipelago that is constantly emitting ominous fluctuations.

"The next step is to stop the invaders from the Lost Belt. Because you took out the Holy Grail in advance, the will of the island of Britain has now revived again, and the white dragon that swallows light has returned to the world."

"And the only one who can defeat the white dragon is Arthur, who is the red dragon."

On the red dot pointed by Merlin, a giant dragon covered in pale mountains, so huge that it seemed like the earth itself, and looking like a walking mountain at a glance, was opening its eyes.

At the same time, a rapid alarm bell sounded in the control room, and the red light showed an ominous atmosphere.

Before the dignitaries present could react, an operator cleverly projected the picture on the big screen.

"Wow! What is that!"

"Is it a dragon? The Dragon of the Earth?"

"Oh my gosh, it's literally the island itself..."

Everyone looked at this scene in surprise, which was captured from a wide-angle lens.

A giant dragon is breaking free from the shackles of the island and reef. The dragon scales on its body are the color of pale sea sand. It seems to be carrying mountains on its back, swallowing up all the surrounding light in its breath.

The earth trembled, and the sun and moon lost their light.

The ocean is trampled by its four legs, and layers of waves leap high and rush to the land.

Compared with the fairy knight Lancelot, this huge dragon brings a more realistic shock to people.

This thing is even better than Godzilla. The fairy knight Lancelot is as inconspicuous as a mosquito in front of it.

"Report, this is live footage from the Isle of Man."

"Three minutes ago, we received a warning from the monitoring center that abnormal seismic waves were detected underground on the Isle of Man, accompanied by unusual light changes."

"At that time, it was not determined whether it was a false alarm, so it was submitted to the headquarters at this moment."

The clerk of the National Land Retrieval Committee stood up and explained loudly while holding a piece of information.

"Lord Merlin! What kind of monster is that!"

The old queen exclaimed uncontrollably, completely ignoring her elegant image.

It's not her fault. Anyone who sees a giant rock dragon with a body length of more than ten kilometers and carrying an entire coastal reef group on its back will be unable to calm down.

"That's...the white dragon that swallows the light, the humble king Vortigern..."

Before Merlin could explain, Mordred was the first to speak out in disbelief.

"How is that possible! Why is he still alive? Didn't my father kill him on the Lost Island?"

Although King Bei had already been defeated when Mordred was born, the news heard from various channels proved that the white dragon had been killed by the red dragon on the Lost Island of Britain. Why did the radiant white dragon reappear in the world?

"King Bei is the incarnation of the island's own will..."

Merlin shook his head, spread his hands and said helplessly.

"Arthur's victory over Vortigern represents the great cause of mankind's conquest of nature, but it does not mean that mankind has killed nature."

"And the fact that you took the Holy Grail out of the earth's veins in advance completely angered the island's will. It reawakened its own half and began to vent its anger from being ravaged by humans for a long time, trying to take the Holy Grail back to the earth's veins. "

In fact, Merlin was a little numb at this moment. This dragon was not the product of Xia Xun's plan.

At that time, he buried the Tears of the Holy Grail in the Black Gate. Unexpectedly, the British Island accepted the Holy Grail as a matter of course, providing it with a steady stream of terrestrial magic power.

But now that the Holy Grail was unreasonably seized by Mordred, the island's leyline was completely offended.

It's like a child who got his favorite toy and was playing with it with his saliva and immature hands and feet. Suddenly a big villain ran out and snatched the toy away. Anyone would scream hysterically.

But the anger of Leyline is completely incomparable to the cry of a baby. The latter will only make people feel irritated, but the former...

It will awaken the guardian of nature, which is a terrifying existence like the white dragon.

92. Classic I can’t do anything

"White Dragon...?"

"But in British legends, the red dragon represents the Anglo nation...the white dragon represents the Saxon nation, right?"

"Why did the white dragon become the incarnation of the earth and the will of the island again?"

At this time, an old man behind the old queen raised his head and asked a question in confusion.

He has done in-depth research on the history of the British Isles, so he is not completely ignorant of the dispute between the white dragon and the red dragon.

"...Do you have to make it clear to me that you must be obsessed with narrow nationalism?"

Merlin looked at the old man with a friendly smile that looked like he was looking at a fool, while Her Majesty the Queen covered her forehead and showed a defeated and helpless expression.

The main race living on this British island now is the Anglo-Saxon people, the product of the long-term friction and integration of the three major ethnic groups. If you still use the red dragon and the white dragon to argue against each other, wouldn't it mean that Merlin is in front of you? Pushing out with Mordred?

Political correctness serves politics, not correctness.

"Okay...I made a mistake..."