Douluo's holy sword

Camelot, that is the legendary kingdom of King Arthur, the most indestructible castle, gathering countless heroes and heroes, an ideal city that only exists in fantasy.

Now, in the voice of Ye Yao's call, the Douluo Continent descended for the first time in this other world.

The solid city wall rises from the ground, pure white, solemn, sacred, and embodies countless beautiful and wishing ideals. It is the object of protection of all the Knights of the Round Table.

Even though it has long been destroyed, even though it has been gone, no knight has ever forgotten this city full of their ideals.

Although the memory of his previous life has long been blurred, Ye Yao sometimes dreams of this because he inherited the sword of King Arthur's oath of victory.

I dreamed that King Arthur led the Knights of the Round Table on an expedition, dreamed of the glory days of the past, and dreamed of this never-falling city.

"Ah, long time no see, Camelot..." Ye Yao closed his eyes, his voice full of nostalgia.

Soon, Ye Yao opened his eyes and looked directly at the surprised holy unicorn.

"Do you know?" Ye Yao seemed to be asking, but also seemed to be talking to himself.

"As long as you have this city at your back, no matter what kind of attack you encounter, the knight will never be defeated."

As long as we always embrace the belief that we must win, as long as our belief never wavers, let alone the attack of a mere hundred thousand year old soul beast, even if the gods come in person, so what!

"Faker!" Someone sneered disdainfully, with a hint of anger in his voice.

Yes, this is not the original,

What are you thinking about? How did Ye Yao get the original "already distant ideal city"? Now this is just a similar domain technique that he reproduced by relying on the characteristics of the light trial domain and the memory in his mind. .

What?You ask, since it is not a real Noble Phantasm, why do you have to chant your real name?

That's definitely for pretending to beep!

"This is my strongest field skill." Ye Yao's eyes glowed with unprecedented light.

The strongest defense other than Avalon!

"Really?" The holy unicorn softly groaned, looking at the solid city wall with a touch of amazement.

This heir is really...

It gave me too much surprise.

"However, please be careful." The holy unicorn reminded kindly. At this moment, the light and brilliance gathered on his unicorn reached the extreme.

The colorful light, far deeper and thicker than the aurora, burst out.

"Come on!" Ye Yao took a deep breath and poured all his power into the domain without reservation, converging on the thick city wall.

The seven-color beam of light hit the solid city wall in an instant, and after that, it couldn't cross the lightning pool any more.

However, Ye Yao's current state is obviously not very good.

"I...I..." Ye Yao can be said to be miserable right now.

After all, his reprinted treasure is not the original version. Although the characteristics are roughly reproduced, the gap in effect is really a bit big.

Although he had spoken so nicely beforehand, but now he felt the insufficient soul power in his body drain like a sluice, and he felt helpless for a while.

Is the gap too big...

Although relying on the super high quality of the domain, coupled with firm belief, it can be regarded as barely raising the defense of this move to the point where it can block the attack of the holy unicorn.

However, his move, after all, was realized based on the foundation of the field.

And the basis for expanding the field is soul power.

So, this creates a problem.

Even if the city wall itself wouldn't collapse, his soul power simply couldn't last that long.

Two minutes? No, one minute is already the limit!

His soul power will be exhausted in one minute at the latest.

There was only one minute left before the end of his assessment.

But the time limit left for him in Avalon is only the last thirteen seconds...

"Tsk... still can't hold on?" Ye Yao's heart was a little shaken.

Do you really have to wait here for another two years?

"Card wipe!"

what is this sound?

Ye Yao suddenly raised his head, and he was shocked to find that there was a sound of cracking on the undamaged city wall that had been stalemate against the colorful torrent.

How can this be?Ye Yao's eyes suddenly widened.

The power of the holy unicorn has not increased again, and although his soul power has been consumed a lot, it is not too bad to be unable to support it now.

what is this……

"The faith has been shaken." Someone shook his head endlessly.

"The ideal city that is already far away", this shield with the concept of "a place where heroes gather" is indeed an indestructible wall in the legend.

As long as the user does not give in, the city wall will never collapse.

Here, there is one most important premise.

"The user's heart is unyielding."

"It's really ugly." The figure in the horned helmet scolded angrily.

Even at the last moment of the battle, he was shaken by himself.

Such a thing, how can it be used with the father's holy sword!

The rest of the people didn't speak. They looked at the city in front of them with deep nostalgia in their eyes.

It has to be said that Ye Yao restored the city almost exactly as it was in their images, but that's exactly what happened...

"I can't stop it." A person said.

"Well, I can't stop it..."

"Definitely……"

"I have to say, the idea is very good..." One person saw that the atmosphere was a bit wrong, so he took the initiative to stand up and try to smooth things over.

"Even if he has a considerable advantage in 'quality', he is overwhelmingly disadvantaged in 'quantity'. With his current strength, trying to persist for a quarter of an hour is tantamount to wishful thinking."

"So, he used the characteristics of the newly discovered field to recreate the 'already distant ideal city', and he succeeded..."

but……

"Are you kidding me!" Someone suddenly became furious.

"You said that such a superficial, paper-like thing is the Camelot that we will guard for the rest of our lives?"

You must know that the authentic "already distant ideal city" is in the hands of its true master, and it is a city that will never fall.

However, Ye Yao is now...

"It's too much to say it's paper..." the one-armed man said pertinently.

But compared to the original...

Okay, that’s not too much...

"After all, I only saw it in my memory, I didn't see it with my own eyes, and I didn't get the charm after all." One person shook his head endlessly.

Otherwise, not to mention a perfect replica, this is impossible.

However, there should be no problem running rampant in this Douluo Continent.

However, although they did not think that Ye Yao's manifestation was Camelot from the bottom of their hearts, they still felt an unknown fire in their hearts when they saw that the city wall was constantly crumbling.

"If this continues, let alone a minute, I won't be able to hold on even for fifteen seconds."

"Well, once the belief has been shaken a little, it will be difficult to guarantee complete firmness again, and it will only become more shaken until it collapses."

This means that Ye Yao's current defense can no longer return to the point where it could resist the sacred unicorn in the first place.

So, just watch Ye Yao lose like this?

"He deserves it!" The figure with the horned helmet said unceremoniously, still angry.

"Obviously I made the choice, but in the end I actually questioned myself. This kind of person deserves to die."

Not to mention, this time he will definitely not die.

"That's what it says..." A person beside him sighed softly.

Although they are also dissatisfied with Ye Yao's move, but...

"I... don't want to see Camelot fall again." Not just anyone, suddenly whispered.

Everyone fell silent.

Yes, even though they knew it was just a "faker", they still didn't want to see it fall again.

"My king..." Finally, someone spoke first.

After a long time, the figure in the center sighed, feeling a little helpless.

"There is no way..."

"However, it still depends on one's opinion."

A person?

Everyone turned their gazes to a figure who had never spoken from the beginning to the end.

"What do you think, Lord Galahad?"

He was watched by his beloved king and many colleagues, but this figure still remained silent.

"I'm just an afterimage, there are no special circumstances, and I have almost no ability to interfere with reality." The figure in the center said again.

This is a question he has emphasized several times.

"However, Qing is the only one who is different."

"Qing, you are the only saint among us who successfully obtained the Holy Grail, but returned the Holy Grail because he had no desires or desires, and returned it to the sky."

"Only you, and only once, have the ability to interfere with reality."

This is a privilege that only belongs to Galahad!

Among all the round tables, the only knight who is not proud of martial arts, but only shows his noble character.

"If it were you, even if it is just an afterimage now and the 'already distant ideal city' is not in hand, you can still unfold that indestructible city wall."

If Galahad is willing to make a move, no one will be able to harm the person he wants to protect even before his afterimage dissipates.

However, there is one most important question...

"Are you willing?" the figure asked.

There is no nostalgia for life, no attachment to death, and no nostalgia even for the so-called omnipotent Holy Grail.

A true saint who has long since lost all desires and desires.

Is he like this willing to fight for Ye Yao?

There is no definite answer to this question in everyone's mind.

silence……

This figure is still silent, like a deep sleep.

"Ahem..." A tall figure suddenly coughed twice, as if he wanted to speak.

However, before he could make a speech, several people around him swarmed up and restrained him.

"Woooooooooooo..."

"Forget it, Sir Lancelot." The figure covering the man's mouth tightly sighed.

"Once you open your mouth, it gets worse."

"Yes, yes, it's not like you don't know how bad the relationship between your father and son is..."

"Yeah, if you say that, then that kid will probably be completely cool..."

"I want to take another look." A clear voice suddenly appeared.

Everyone looked at him in astonishment.

At this time, this figure had once again returned to its former silence.

As if the person who spoke just now was not him.

Ye Yao didn't know that in a certain space, a clear gaze was focusing on him, with a trace of thinking.

Ye Yao is now on the verge of extinction.

what to do?what to do?Ye Yao shouted crazily in his heart.

Why are there gaps in my defenses?

No reason! No reason! It's obviously impossible!

Is there something wrong with my original idea?

Or maybe I didn’t completely block it from the beginning...

Ye Yao was constantly doubting himself, and at the same time, he continued to increase the transmission of soul power.

But what accompanied this was the further collapse of the city wall.

In the fifth second, in just five seconds, nearly half of the city wall had collapsed, and the rate of collapse was still accelerating.

In the tenth second, at this moment, only a dilapidated city wall less than five meters wide and less than three meters high was still struggling to support the originally towering city wall, and it was about to collapse completely.

It was at this time that Ye Yao finally discovered the problem.

"So... is there something wrong with my faith?" Ye Yao showed a wry smile.

At the last moment, he finally realized the problem that should have been discovered earlier.

However, the discovery time seems to be a little late.

"I'm such a pig!" Ye Yao spat.

"At this point, I'm still thinking about the consequences of failure..."

"Although, even if you find it now, it won't help..." Ye Yao resisted the deep feeling of emptiness in his body, and injected all the last soul power into the domain.

but……

"I still want to..."

"Give it your best!"

Sorry, Xue'er, I may have to wait a little later to see you. Ye Yao apologized silently in his heart, and then completely threw all distracting thoughts out of his mind and devoted himself to the confrontation in the field!

My father is no longer a man!

And as Ye Yao's faith became firm again, the cracked walls once again radiated dazzling light.

Fifteen seconds!

Far from the magnificent city at the beginning, only crumbling broken stone walls remain.

However, this is so indestructible.

pity……

"It's too late." Someone sighed.

"Even if the belief can break through the limit, the body can't hold on at all."

Too much soul power was wasted before, and even if he finds his way back now, it is doomed to be irreversible.

That's it.

At the 20th second, Ye Yao's face turned as pale as gold paper. The reason why he didn't fall down now was because he held on with his last breath.

However, even though his consciousness was already blurred, he still instinctively squeezed his body, trying to squeeze out a little more soul power.

His physical condition was also reflected on the walls of Camelot.

It didn't break apart like before, but it gradually became illusory, and it was no longer three-dimensional as before.

This time, it's not that the defense is insufficient, but that the rear force is insufficient.

"Galahad! What are you waiting for!" one shouted.

In this case, there is no point in waiting any longer.

Because, in the next second, Ye Yao will fall down.

As he expected, there was no response.

There was silence for a while, and before he went into a frenzy again, someone coughed dryly.

"Well... Sir Galahad, you have already left..."

At this time, the figure realized that, without realizing it, the figure that had been silent all along had disappeared without a trace.

At the same time, in reality, a figure in armor appeared in front of Ye Yao.

"You...are..." Ye Yao's eyes were already blurry, and at this moment he was just speaking based on instinct.

"Looking good." The figure said lightly.

"I only do it once."

"Take a good look and engrave it into your mind, this is the real city of chalk!"

Then, some saints recited it aloud.

"That is our hometown that can heal all wounds and all resentments..."

"Appear!"

"The ideal city that is already far away!"