"They... came back..."
At this moment, Farrell suddenly trembled all over. novel .
He then hugged his head, and squatted down directly, no matter how the clown's fist hit him, it seemed that he didn't feel any pain at all.
Finally... the clown gave up and continued to attack this guy.
"It's back... ah!!!"
Suddenly, Farrell stood up, and a riotous aura emanated from him like a tornado. In astonishment, he had already crossed the distance, and appeared in front of the clown in a flash.
The clown's superhuman perception was unable to catch the opponent's movements. Next, under his incredulous gaze, Farrell directly reached out and tore off the holy armor on his body and tore off his breastplate!
"Go away!!"
After ripping off the clown's breastplate, he punched Mr. Clown's body and was smashed directly into the ground!
At this time, Farrell, who was holding a breastplate of the clown's holy armor, directly set his sights on Caesar.
Caesar has orc blood, but at this moment... he is the real beast!
flash.
Before he could react, his chest had already been directly bombarded... The purple-black holy armor was instantly shattered by the bombardment, turned into light, and returned to the holy seal. seize.
It was also a punch that Caesar was directly bombarded and crashed into the building.
But in the blink of an eye, Caesar and the Joker were defeated by Farrell at the same time.
Farrell didn't stop, and didn't even look at Catherine of the doomsday myth. He looked crazy, so he raised the breastplate as a shield in one hand, and rushed towards the place with the [Lake of Indestructibility] in the other. Where the black light emanates!
The engraving of the elf shone brightly on the blade, but under the dark brilliance, it was like a firefly.
"The devil... die!!"
The roar resounded, and Farrell rushed in frantically at this time, raised the [Lake of Indestructibility] in his hand, and slashed at Pukins without saying a word!
At this moment, Sir Pukins could only feel a steady stream of vitality, which began to pour into his body from the [Holy Grail] through his hands.
The old skin began to regain its firmness, and the gray hair also became pitch black... The thin body also became stronger little by little.
He is going through a process from aging to rejuvenation. This wonderful feeling of regaining control of life directly makes him lost in the endless sea of crazy.
When Farrell struck with his sword, he suddenly woke up from this wonderful feeling... He looked so terrified, everything would be shattered by Farrell's blow in the end!
"No!!!" Jazz shouted furiously!
But the target of Farrell's attack was not him... but the [Holy Grail] he was holding!
Zheng! ! !
[Indestructible Lake Light] broke through the black light at this moment, and directly slashed at the rim of the [Holy Grail]. Only the sound of the impact could be heard... like that huge bell!
The whole city shook!
Click!
broken.
What was broken was [Lake of Indestructibility]. The blade shattered into stardust in front of Farrell, and what followed was a wave released from the [Holy Grail]. The huge force directly blasted him out!
The holy armor breastplate shield in his hand was directly shattered under the release of this force at this moment... I saw Farrell's hands crossed in front of his body... two long scars scraped by his legs were left on the ground. trace.
A white suit was already torn, and a large area of the body surface was exposed, and at this moment, boiling steam came out... the skin was covered with burnt flesh everywhere.
He blocked it... but at the same time, he became even more confused, crazy... even terrified.
"Can't win... can't win... no matter what... can't win... why!!!"
At this moment, he suddenly pressed his head with both hands, and the moment he looked at the [Holy Grail], his whole body trembled, and countless fallen figures appeared in his eyes... faces of despair.
One by one, he had been beheaded during the riots... former comrades-in-arms and companions.
It seemed to be laughing at him, as if they were scolding him... They rushed up one after another, started to strangle him by the neck, and grabbed his hands and feet.
The earth seemed to have turned into a swamp, and countless undead stretched out their hands from the swamp... In the darkness, they seemed to want to drag him completely into the swamp.
"Don't come here... don't... come here!!!"
Turn around... rush out, run away.
"Don't follow me!! Don't follow me!! I didn't kill it... I didn't kill it!! Go away!!!"
The madness and panic of the most powerful knight in history at this time left everyone dumbfounded for a moment... He escaped just like that.
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While stunned, everyone secretly heaved a sigh of relief, after all, no one wanted to face this monster again.
It's just... What kind of terrifying thing does it take to make him frightened like this, and even run away in a panic like a coward
No one knew... They just subconsciously looked at the black light that hadn't dissipated, and a sense of trembling slowly rose from their hearts.
Catherine folded her arms in horror.
In the distance, Miss Witch, who thought she was sure of winning, didn't know what Farrell was going to do, but was happy to sit back and hide, felt a mighty power that instantly plunged her soul into boundless darkness.
She wasn't much better than Farrell.
After a scream, the witch just fled the place.
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Laughter, first a chuckle, then a cocky maniacal laugh that Sir Pukins himself didn't think could happen to him, just came.
He is not arrogant, otherwise he would not have planned everything carefully, and would not have waited for the white hair to start all this. However, the power that poured into his body made him instantly lost in the vortex of seemingly infinite power .
Even the most powerful knight in history, under the power of the [Holy Grail], fled like a bereaved dog... I saw it, I saw it all with my own eyes!
The power seemed to have opened up all Jazz's nerves in an instant, and an indescribable refreshing feeling broke his calm just like that... Calmness, strategy, thinking, what use are these under such invincible power.
Nonhuman's majestic gaze, natural contempt for ordinary humans... It's not that they are arrogant, but that when their power reaches this level, they no longer need to care about all the constraints in the world.
"very nice."
The power of the [Holy Grail] is still coming in continuously... The more top products are sacrificed, the stronger its effect will be!
Pukins looked at his already strong arms in fascination, feeling the youthful vitality in every part of his body, and the change from a gray-haired old man to a strong man.
He stopped his wild laughter, and then called out softly: "[mordred]!"
I saw a huge holy seal appearing on his chest at this moment, and at the same time... a set of holy armor hidden in the manor disappeared instantly, and then appeared on Jazz.
The moment the palm touched it, the holy armor turned into a streamer, covering Sir Pukins' body.
The more surging power of [mordred]'s holy armor began to flow into his body.
Sir Pukins threw a punch casually at this moment.
boom!
With one blow, most of the entire ruined palace was destroyed like this!
He slowly raised the arm that swung his fist, and shook it... At this moment, it seemed as if the whole world had been held in the palm of his hand.
He waved suddenly.
In the completely destroyed Royal Auditorium, the floor was directly cracked at this moment, and the broken stones and damaged furniture were pushed aside one after another.
And from the cracked floor, steps began to emerge... On the steps, a huge throne after the final fusion of various materials here appeared in front of his eyes.
Sir Pukins glanced at the [Holy Grail] in his hand with satisfaction... It was like a scepter that allowed him to control the world at will... Everything was acted according to his will.
He was immersed in this happy feeling, and walked step by step towards the throne above the steps.
What no one hadn't noticed was that when the black light of the [Holy Grail] radiated, the knight Lancelot who was buried under the rubble was covered with a trace of black mist...
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rumbling...
Among the collapsed buildings, a figure turned over the huge rock that fell from it, and then staggered out...Mr. Clown.
At this time, Mr. Clown held his shoulder with one hand, and his steps were a bit frivolous... But he still walked towards the Royal Auditorium step by step.
Along the way, Mr. Clown saw Catherine, Judas and a few others... They gathered together at this time, looking a little dazed, as if they were looking for Caesar.
Mr. Clown ignored it, but walked into the auditorium. Although the dome was broken, the auditorium was lit up with resplendent light.
On the steps above, at the huge throne, Pukins, wearing holy armor, was looking down from the throne with his chin in one hand, and the [Holy Grail] was still in his hand.
In front of him, his adopted son Orphen knelt on one knee in front of him.
And Simpton, who was seriously injured but still successfully crawled out of the burial... also knelt down in front of Pukins.
There is also Her Majesty the Queen... Her Majesty the Queen is bound by a series of halos at this moment... At this moment, Her Majesty the Queen lowered her head, but her expression is obviously not very good-looking.
"Dagonit." Pukins moved his gaze forward a little, "It's a pity, my knight... It's really a bit reluctant for you to resist Farrell, come forward!"
Mr. Clown shrugged, came to the side of Simpton and Offie, and knelt on the ground on one knee.
I only heard Pukins suddenly say at this moment: "I will be crowned king here... Orfin!"
Orphen nodded at this moment, and then stood up directly. What he was holding in his hands was the ancient crown that he had brought from the beginning.
He held the crown, lowered his head, and walked up the steps step by step, but Pukins suddenly waved his hand at this moment, and said, "Wait a minute, my child."
Orphen's face changed slightly, and then he raised his head in astonishment, but saw that Pukins was not looking at him at this time, but looked up at the night sky.
He then looked up.
On the broken dome of the auditorium, one after another figures were floating in the air... probably not in the number of thirty or forty.
These people are all wearing gray-black robes, covering their faces... Everyone exudes a strong magical aura.
Sir Pukins glanced at it casually, then smiled, and looked at Her Majesty standing quietly under the steps, "It seems that your support has finally arrived... What I'm more curious about is how did you invite me?" Who moved these magicians, Elizabeth?"
"Probably because the mining rights of the mines in the eastern secret land were transferred." Her Majesty the Queen raised her head, "Now that I think about it, I'm really a prodigal."
"East..." Pukins frowned. He knew the amount of mineral deposits in that place... Those secret ores are all very precious magic materials. "You are really willing."
"After all, you are always by my side."
Her Majesty looked helpless at this time, "So, why can't you be more careful... Pukins, turn around. In fact, I am more used to your gray hair, which makes me feel that time has actually passed. "
"ridiculous."
Pukins shook his head, and then slowly stood up from the throne, "Perhaps in your eyes, inhuman power has no concept at all... Even the gap between ordinary knights and twelve knights, in your eyes It seems that it is only the gap between a boxer and an ordinary person? Sometimes, the number does not determine the victory... In this regard, the Mr. Prime Minister has actually verified it."
"Is there really only one battle?" The Queen sighed, "Pukins..."
"Do you really think that with these members of the Association of Magicians, you can fight against me?"
Pukins waved his hand, "It's okay, since it's to crown me, of course we need some audience... Although the number of people is not large, if they are all magicians, it's still okay."
One of the many magicians who had been staring at the sky suddenly said, "This is the spoils distributed to your knights after the Great War... [Holy Grail]."
"It seems that you are also someone who is familiar with that period of history." Pukins said indifferently: "Maybe you are still young and don't know its true power."
"Not necessarily."
The man with the little bird of light on his shoulder... Mr. Ace, one of the four major deacons of the Magicians Association's Secret Art Tower, smiled at this time and said: "As for the spoils, we have hidden two treasures differently." piece?"
"Are you going to fight me on behalf of the Association of Magicians?" Pukins asked blankly.
"No." Deacon Ace shook his head, "I'm just representing the Association of Magicians to complete the employment content entrusted by our employer this time."
"This way..." Pukins shook his head with a little pity, and then sighed: "I will let you see my current strength, and then I will give you another chance... choose, surrender. Or... become my sacrifice .”
As he spoke, Pukins threw a punch casually... The wave of punch light rushed straight away.
Everyone in the Magicians Association troop seemed to have been prepared, and they all raised their hands at this moment, but before they started their magic, two figures arrived with lightning, blocking the light of the fist together .
The moment the light dissipated, these two figures landed in the auditorium together... One of them was wearing azure blue holy armor.
They... At the same time, they looked at Pujins on the throne with serious faces.
"Oh...Gareth, and Bedivere, you are here too." Pukins smiled slightly and opened his hands: "Are you here to celebrate the birth of the new king... Knights!"
"Mr. Pukins...is it really you?" Gareth looked sad, "For my own sake...is it really you?"
"Actually, you think I did something wrong, is that true?" Pukins shook his head, "Why don't you think that under my leadership, Britain will return to the honor of the world's strongest country...why don't you think , will I do better?"
"I'm sorry, but I can't agree with such brutal success." Gareth took a deep breath, and slowly drew out his sword, "Mr. Pukins, please turn back!"
The moment Gareth activated the weapon, dozens of black shadows emerged from behind Bedivere, and appeared densely in the auditorium. Several of them were directly guarding Her Majesty's body at this time. around.
"It surprised you, Your Majesty the Queen." Bedivere said in a deep voice at this time: "I'm sorry to let you see this kind of thing inside the knight organization... We will clear it up immediately."
"Hahahahaha!" Pukins' carnival-like laughter reappeared... It's hard to define his current state. Perhaps his personality has not changed, but he has been affected in some way.
I will no longer let myself keep calm all the time... so it is obviously more enjoyable.
"You guys are not enough to watch!" Pukins' eyes suddenly became crazy.
"What if you add us?"
Outside the royal auditorium, an old voice suddenly sounded... Accompanied by several figures that rushed into the auditorium.
Behind these figures, two old men walked in slowly... They were clearly the only two surviving elders of the knight organization, who were in charge of Odinbao and the Birmingham knight organization respectively.
And after them... Catherine, Jodas, Tip, and Dobas, the core backbone of Doomsday Mythology, have all been restrained and walked in by more than a dozen knights.
Several people showed a defeated look and looked dejected.
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ps: the next chapter will be later... —
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