Odd Containment Specialist

Xia Shou certainly knew the legend of King Arthur, and even before the other party spoke, he had already thought of this possibility.

He had seen the "Judgement of King Arthur" in Charlie's collection room before, and the royal family ritual was that the father killed his son.

This was exactly the opposite of the ending where King Arthur was killed by Mordred.

But from this information alone, it is still impossible to infer Alice's purpose.

Why did Alice stay in the British royal family in the past?

"Have any of you experienced that ceremony in person?" Xia Shou asked.

"Most of the family members were present, and I saw it with my own eyes..." Hendry paused before continuing, "I saw our eldest brother being killed by our father."

"That day, we all thought it was just an ordinary family dinner, but everyone came.

During the meal, my father suddenly yelled and picked up the candlestick, and pierced my eldest brother's neck.

I don't remember much about what happened at the time. I only remember that the scene was chaotic and my mother was crying very loudly."

"Alice began to recite some incomprehensible language, and the moonlight outside the window seemed to melt, and a lot of water flooded up, and the whole palace seemed Sinking into the sea.

Finally, even the air in the banquet hall became strange, and the plates, knives and forks, candlesticks, and tableware all floated as if in the water. "

"The blood from the wound on my brother's neck was still flowing, but it was dispersing like a cloud of smoke, and the sleeves of our clothes were also fluttering, and the mother's crying seemed to come from the shore by the water.

I didn't know when a door appeared in the banquet hall, and I saw that the blood-red smoke around my brother was all sucked into the gap of the door. "

"I was closest at the time, and I seemed to hear a man laughing lowly on the other side of the door. "

Xia Shou captured the information he wanted to hear.

Door!

"What does that door look like?"

"It's not really a door, but more like a large piece of stone with an irregular crack. The reason I think it's a door is that it gives me that feeling.

It's like... it's like it can open from the crack in the middle.

There's also a narrow groove-like slit on it, about half the length of a finger, very thin, as if a sword can be inserted."

Xia Shou took a deep breath and recalled the layout of Merlin's House in his memory.

Is there such a door in Merlin's House?

The door that looks like an ordinary stone...

It seems to have been seen before, but it seems not to have been seen before.

Xia Shou has no impression, because there are too many strange doors in Merlin's House. An ordinary stone-like door is too ordinary among the distinctive doors of the Flesh and Blood Gate and the Yellow Talisman Gate.

But Xia Shou already knows what the meaning of the door is. Stone... a stone that can be inserted with a sword.

The Sword in the Stone.

In this way, Xia Shou also knows the purpose of the father-son sacrificial ceremony.

Use one desire to weaken another desire, or satisfy the desire of the thing behind the door.

Behind the Sword in the Stone door, perhaps King Arthur is sealed, and what is King Arthur's wish?

No one knows the answer, but if someone says that King Arthur's desire is to kill Mordred before he is killed by Mordred, it is very reasonable.

The father killed the trustworthy son, and Alice seemed to strengthen the power of King Arthur behind the door by reenacting this scene.

"Did he lie?" Xia Shou looked at No. 58.

No. 58 shook his head: "Everything he said is true."

No. 58 seemed to be thinking, after all, the other party was talking about something related to Alice.

From No. 58's expression, Xia Shou knew that he knew nothing about these things, and this puppet's understanding of Alice was actually very one-sided.

"Do you have any other impressions? What do you remember about Alice? Did the door open afterwards?" Xia Shou asked several questions in succession.

Hendry shook his head: "No, everything returned to normal soon, and the door was not opened.

I was taken back to the room by the nanny. Everything that night was like a dream. If I hadn't attended my brother's funeral later, I would definitely think that everything that night was a dream."

Xia Shou nodded, thinking that asking here was the limit.

He thought that the British royal family knew a lot about Alice, but now it sounded like this royal family was Alice's tool and puppet.

"Then let's talk about the soul-imprisoning birdcage." Xia Shou changed the subject and asked another question.

Dudley did not hesitate and very obediently and fluently explained the method of making the soul-imprisoning birdcage.

During the entire production process, some gods' favored ones must be prepared, such as the favored ones of the split shears, because the bones of the beast king cannot be split by everyone, and the materials need to be obtained through conceptual cutting, and then the apprentices of the tailor are needed to complete the assembly steps of the birdcage.

In addition, the more difficult materials to obtain include mermaid blood and the tail fin of the dream fish.

Since Alice disappeared, they have been secretly looking for these materials. With their overwhelming power, they have now gathered them, but they are still not complete.

"Wait, you didn't know that Alice became a possessed spirit, how did you decide to make a soul-imprisoning birdcage? What if Alice is not a spirit?" Xia Shou asked.

"There are two types of birdcages, one to restrain the body and one to imprison the soul. We have prepared the materials for both." Dudley replied nervously.

He really wanted to find out Xia Shou's true position, but there was obviously no room for him to ask questions now.

"I see." Xia Shou nodded secretly, and suddenly asked, "How long has Alice been missing?"

"Seventy years? Or eighty years? It was the same time as Archduke Rosa disappeared."

Xia Shou pointed to the giant binding rope that he just threw on the ground and asked, "Have you ever tried to catch Alice with this?"

The abnormality level of that thing is obviously very high, otherwise the royal family would not use it to tie themselves up.

Dudley was silent for a while, looked at Xia Shou doubtfully, and then slowly shook his head: "No, I haven't tried it, but it is impossible to restrain Alice."

He was wondering why this person didn't even know this.

Why was Alice holding his neck and floating behind him?

Xia Shou felt that there was nothing more to ask. He pointed at Dudley and told Charlie: "Tie him up with this rope."

As soon as he finished speaking, except for Charles I and Dudley, the bodies of all the royal family members suddenly spontaneously ignited. Wild beast-like screams resounded in the huge hall, and the entire castle shook slightly.

Xia Shou must kill most of the people. He must make the true royal family of Britain completely lose their power and erase all traces of his existence.

Charlie held the rope and stood in front of the burning human form, not even daring to take a step for fear of stepping into the realm of burning blood into fire.

Dudley's face turned pale and his whole body was trembling. He clenched his teeth and his masseter muscles trembled slightly. He stared at the ground in front of him motionless.

By the time all the screams had subsided, even the smell of burnt protein in the air had dissipated, and the air was distorted by the high temperature. Su Weiyu, who was standing next to Xia Shou, had already used mirror magic to hide in the Red Thorn family's manor.

Charles I walked up to Dudley in a daze and tied him up stiffly.

At this moment, he couldn't figure out whether this situation was what he wanted, was he free?

It should be considered free, right?

If not, then he will be sent to the guillotine soon. His fate was originally arranged and determined in this way, but now the master who decided his fate has been captured, and his ministers have all turned into flames.

Dudley didn't resist and allowed Charlie to tie him up. No one knew what he was thinking.

Xia Shou, who was composed of chaotic lines and shadows, took a step forward, and his figure transformed from chaotic imaginary geometric shadows into a solid body.

"Your Majesty," Xia Shou looked at Dudley and said, "The royal family is not extinct yet, and I will not interfere any more, but from now on the British royal family will listen to Charlie. Can you make others understand this?"

"I know, I understand." Dudley smiled miserably, with an expression like a tortured prisoner of war or a subjugated king who had lost all his dignity.

Charles I felt contempt for the other party in his heart.

Sure enough, the throne passed down under the curse of a vicious father who killed his son can only be inherited by an incompetent and cowardly person. This kind of waste is naturally suitable for being a victim, just like now.

But Charles I was a little sad. He saw himself in the other person's face. When Rosa came to the throne, he also looked like this when he stood in front of Rosa and swore absolute loyalty to the Lord of Night and Fire.

Back then, it was he who had embarrassed the royal family in front of the world, but now the real king had the same look on his face.

At this moment, Charlie felt a sense of sympathy in his heart, and felt an indescribable fear towards Xia Shou.

This person is not Rosa, but he seems to be no different from Rosa. In front of the two of them, he has no capital to resist.

There seems to be no difference between being strong and extremely strong, being absolutely crushed and being crushed.

Free?

The collar around his neck was still there, but it was just handed over from the royal family to Xia Shou.

Maybe a little freer, maybe less free.

But no matter what, he no longer has to put this head on the guillotine.

Xia Shou patted Charlie on the shoulder: "Don't let other people know my existence. Take him away quickly. I want to stay here alone for a while. Leave the body alone."

Xia Shou needs someone to clean up the aftermath for him, wipe out traces, and forge the truth, and Charlie is undoubtedly the best candidate.

Xia Shou had completely seen this man clearly.

He has crazy ambitions and a violent and cruel nature, but... he seems to have been used to being a dog.

King Charles I bowed down respectfully, took Dudley and disappeared from Xia Shou's sight.

The black shadow spread out under Xia Shou's feet, the charred corpses slowly sank into the shadow, and the familiar progress bar appeared in front of his eyes.

[Devouring degree: 15.5%...]

The evolved Black Shadow devours very quickly, but it doesn't seem to be good at eating too many corpses at once, especially since these corpses are very nutritious.

Compared with the blood slaves of the past few days, these blood clan dukes can be regarded as a seafood feast.

Time passes minute by minute, and the devouring progress is achieved one after another.

Xia Shou's eyebrows slowly wrinkled as he saw the signs that the devouring process was complete.

What's going on?

Why are the skills obtained from them all the same?

[You have obtained the passive skill——[Sword of Betrayal]]