Crown Dead

"In the name of the Lion King, Gawain of the Knights of the Round Table will definitely intercept you here—"

The long sword in his hand emitted light, forcibly tearing apart the black tide.

"Secret Aggression, the beacon is useless."

Beside the throne in the palace of the main city of Camelot, the Lion King stared silently at a war that had just ended not far away with his eyes of nothingness and emerald green.

Even the knight of the sun, Gawain, whose armor and weapons lost their brilliance after a hellish battle, he used his sword as a crutch from the pile of corpses of the reincarnations, and slowly moved towards the front of Camelot—— It was walking in the direction of the gate that he was originally guarding.

With his own strength, he blocked the attack of half of the team of mutants. This amazing record did not make the Lion King focus on him for a second. It feels right, and it seems like it doesn't care about anything.

As for the situation on the battlefield in front of Camelot, the Lion King didn't even glance at it. She only got from Agguivin that "Camelo is still intact and holy, and no monster has touched the city wall itself." With such a sentence, no relevant information was asked after that—even though three-fifths of Camelot’s troops were lost in this war.

"Understood, the beacon will no longer be maintained and maintained, Lion King."

Agguiwen nodded to express his understanding, and continued to report various information.

"The recent situation of the chosen ones is very stable. They don't even know the specific appearance of those monsters, and their souls will not change in any way. Wang—your goal will definitely be perfectly achieved within a few days."

"Sir Aggression, you've been worrying about the [paradox] part of the prophecy."

The Lion King only briefly listened to the report of Agguiwen, and then suddenly said this sentence.

"King? I just want to rule out any unstable factors. Although I don't believe in the pheasant prophecy that came from nowhere, the existence of the paradox Hassan may indeed affect your plan." Make an impact."

Ageguiwen didn't hide anything, and directly reported to the Lion King what he had done against Xianyu during this period.

"The unquiet factor is not only him, but also the real leader behind those wandering people. It is precisely because of this that I asked you to make a beacon to prevent this world from being observed and anchored."

The Lion King looked at the clear sky, wondering if it was an illusion. There seemed to be white light emitting from the edge where the sky and the earth meet, representing the white light of nothingness and nothingness.

"Sorry, king...! If I'd been able to avoid the cracking of the beacons then, maybe these wouldn't have—"

"There's no need to blame yourself, Mr. Aggressive. The arrival of the fourth force has long been in my prediction. It's a level that even the King of Magic can't stop."

"Human civilization and history will irreversibly burn, dissipate, and turn into nothingness. In the end, this result will be completely fixed. Therefore, all I need to do is to put the concept of [human] to the final stage before everything is completely over. The good ones survive."

The time in this world is about to return to zero, and the Lion King also stated the ultimate goal of his series of operations.

Collect 300 souls that can represent the most truth, kindness, beauty and purity of human beings through a large-scale massacre [Holy Baptist], and keep them in Camelot.

And Camelot itself is just to fix the residence of these souls.When everything is ready, the Lion King will transform the souls of these people into the purest form and store them in his Holy Lance.There is no catastrophic disease, delete and modify the Tower of the End, and the Lion King himself will be the gatekeeper of the tower. There is no concept of "end", and he will always guard in front of the Tower of the End. The human species, this concept, and this existence will be preserved forever.

Collect enough "human specimens", release the Holy Lance until it reaches its full state, and live with all your godhead and magic power to trigger the other side of the world in this singularity. In the end, everything will become blank, only you and your own Holy Lance - the eternal grave of 300 human souls.

It should have developed like this, but the arrival of the person named Xianyu who rejected his selection gradually made the world more chaotic.

The Lion King sees an uncertain future in his soul, and uncertainty may be the best hope for a dying world.

But she is the Lion King, the God of the Storm and the Wild Hunt, and the Goddess Rungomigniad.

God will not pin the future on such things as "uncertainty", God will only choose an answer from the optimal probability extremely rationally.

The Lion King predicted the future of the end of the world, and "activating the holy gun" was her answer.

This answer will definitely be opposed by the chosen one, and before the next attack of those wanderers (incarnations), their own decisive battle will start on the people of the mountain, that is, Xianyu.

"Secret Aggression, Sir Lancelot still can't be contacted."

"Yes, I don't like to speculate, but Lord Lancelot probably died under the attack of the Wanderer - or he was rebelled and joined the camp of the people of the mountain, just like Mordred and Bedivere Like."

Agguiwen answered sternly, but this bland reply made the Lion King change his expression for the first time: "Bedwell—who is that?"

The Lion King's expression was a little puzzled and a little nostalgic.

Chapter 43. Guiding the Gods to Fall

In the desert, two figures, one tall and one short, were running around on horseback.

"Although I don't want to admit it... but I always feel that after riding those two-legged beasts, riding this kind of horse is a bit boring."

Xian Yu on the horse complained in a soft and embarrassing voice. At the same time, the steed he was riding seemed to understand what Xian Yu was complaining, and suddenly raised its front hoof to try to throw Xian Yu off.

"Wow!?"

"Be careful, Xian Yuqing."

The moment before being thrown off the horse, a silver arm stretched out from behind, firmly grasped Xian Yu's shoulder, and pulled him back onto the horse's back.

"Oh, thank you Betty, but... don't you think it's a bit strange?"

"Strange? Does it mean the surrounding environment? Indeed, I can vaguely feel some unnatural flow that does not belong to the desert."

Bedivere thought seriously, and by the way, wiped off the dust on the clothes in his arms.

"No, no, no, I'm talking about a more obvious question - why are you and I riding on a group of horses, and the posture is so weird?"

Xianyu complained loudly.The horse in front of him also made a whining sound.

At this moment, Xianyu and Bedivere are sitting on the same horse, because of the subtle height difference, Xiaobei sits behind Xianyu, with two slender arms holding the rein on the left and right, it seems to be hugging Xian at the same time Remain.And with the horse's natural up and down bumps, the back of Xian Yu's head would often touch Xiao Bei's chest or the edge of his jaw.

——It’s too gay, what’s going on, NOGAY my friend.

Although one has to do as the Romans do, Xianyu does not intend to become corrupt along with the corrupt country, not to mention that strictly speaking, this is actually the territory of Jerusalem.

Now it's just that Xian Yu occasionally hits Betty with his head accidentally, if Betty suddenly "pushes" the part below Xian Yu's abdomen, he will definitely abandon the ship and run away immediately.

Fortunately, Bedivere is indeed the most good man in Asath among the Knights of the Round Table. Not only did Beckham not make any weird moves along the way, but he took good care of him in a very gentlemanly way. The cosine almost bends if I can't hold back.