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After hearing Lancelot's words, the man shook his body, with a struggling expression on his face, and his body remained motionless.But at the next moment, a pure white light flashed in his eyes, the expression of struggling disappeared immediately, and the whole person became extremely indifferent, and then he chased after Mordred in the direction where Mordred left without saying a word.

"Is all this correct? My king!"

Looking at the back of the man who was chasing Mordred, Lancelot showed a worried expression.

During this time, he knew about Tristan's defeat, and the person who defeated his colleague was the one who went after Mordred and was already controlled by the Lion King with the power of the holy spear.

Although it is nothing to use this method to punish the enemy, but it is difficult for Lancelot to accept this method of using external force to manipulate others against their will.

……

"Lancelot, you coward, trash." Mordred, who was galloping on the wilderness, cursed non-stop along the way.Among the knights of the round table, she has the worst relationship with Lancelot. She hates him, and likewise, Lancelot hates her.

Both parties were hostile to each other because of their previous experiences. If it wasn't for the Lion King's pressure, and Mordred also knew that the Lion King valued Lancelot more than her, otherwise they would have started fighting with Lancelota.

"Ah."

Mordred, who was galloping on horseback, suddenly stopped cursing Lancelot, turned his head, and looked behind him.

A figure, coming from behind, was approaching her quickly. After the other party closed the distance, Mordred sat on the horse and said to the chasing person.

"Cut, puppet, why, was driven out by Lancelot?!"

Seeing this guy controlled by the Lion King, Mordred laughed unceremoniously.

"If it is, then I don't mind rewarding you with a kennel, hahahahahaha."

"...If I could move, I would kill you immediately."

After catching up with Mordred, the person who had always been indifferent and dull-eyed suddenly showed a struggling expression on his face.Immediately afterwards, a golden light shone in the pupils, and the godless eyes became flexible and full of life again.

"Don't think... you guys can control me." Charlotte growled through gritted teeth.

"Hmph!" Seeing the man struggling, Mordred said sarcastically. "Do you think you can refuse the 'blessing' of the father? You are so innocent."

"...Blessings, go to your MD for blessings." Hearing Mordred's words, Charlotte just wanted to take action when pure white light lit up in his eyes again, suppressing the golden flames.

Soon, he returned to his puppet-like appearance.

"Tsk tsk tsk, you overwhelmed guy."

Chapter 218 Crown Position-Sword Rank?scary grandpa

After being defeated by the Lion King, Charlotte found that his situation suddenly became worse.

I thought that in the dream, the worst situation would be to wake up in reality after being hacked to death.However, this time the dream was longer than expected, but it made him experience lucid dreaming for the first time.

He clearly has his own consciousness but can't control his body at all.

Yes, she was being controlled, Charlotte was very aware of this, and during this time, she kept trying to break free.

However, the power of the Lion King is suppressing him, and he can only maintain freedom for a short while, and then he will be suppressed back to the state of lucid dreaming.

In this state, he could hardly disobey the order of the lion king, as if his body had completely surrendered to the lion king.

This made it difficult for Charlotte to accept. After all, after being controlled, the Lion King and her men had already learned some information about Gudazi and the others from him.Although it is limited to what he knows, judging from the undisguised hostility of these people to Gudazi and the others, it is undoubtedly that Charlotte is an enemy.

Fortunately, this control is not completely flawless.

At least after a hard struggle, there would be a brief lull, allowing Charlotte to regain control of her body.

Of course, what Charlotte doesn't know is that logically speaking, he can't break free from this kind of control, but anyway, being a young hero of the righteous way has benefits, at least he must have a grandfather with him.

And his portable grandfather is still very powerful, and he can even directly help him release this kind of control, but the portable grandfather has a little other idea, which is just after a fight with the Lion King. There was just a gap in the control.

And this gap is the channel for the Lion King to control the spirit base in Charlotte's body, which means that this control power will be short-circuited every once in a while, and the Lion King needs to continue to send power to maintain control.

Although the consumption is negligible, it is equivalent to the Lion King continuously instilling her power into Charlotte, forming a one-way channel.

As for the function of this channel - as a qualified blacksmith, the grandfather said that he has no interest in the mass-produced Takeuchi face, but is very interested in the existence of the weapon Lungomigniad.

Charlotte, who doesn't know about it, is trying her best to resist the control of the Lion King's Holy Lance Lungomigniad, while the grandfather who has ulterior motives is relying on the "rules" of this world, now bounded.

Well, let us review the life of the demigod Nangong Wentian.

The successor of Tianjing, the boss of the right way, a cheater, the protagonist of the Jade Dynasty's fate, good at cooking, blacksmithing, and martial arts, can use Xiyang to carry out pirated work of gods and demons, beat demons, and fought with gods many times.

Best weapon: Sky Crystal Sword, best martial art type: swordsmanship, swordsmanship...

Then, what did you think of?

Yes, that’s right, this old grandfather, after saying hello to the two half-dead restraining forces in this world who were half-dead during the human burnout, decisively borrowed the rules of this world and occupied the identity of a Saber class , kicked away the rank crown who did not know who came, and then appeared in the world.

"It's a long-lost feeling."

Feeling the dry wind blowing against him, the demigod stood on the edge of a cliff and sighed.

Although a large part of his strength and energy was used to seal Yueji and interfere with the outside world, the remaining power still allowed the demigod to seize the status of a crown sword rank, and came to this land as a materialization.

And after feeling a little bit, the demigod immediately sensed the aura of another crown a certain distance away from where he appeared.

That is an individual who seems to be a manifestation of death in this world, exuding a lingering breath of death.

"If you mess up the relics of other gang disciples, you have to say hello."

Demigod glanced at Mordred and Charlotte, who were riding horses on the mountain road at the bottom of the cliff, and then raised their hands, and the soil under the sleeves flowed out, and began to solidify the mold.

"Forging Soldiers in the Rest of the Land—Imitation·Destroyed in all directions."

"Although I can't completely imitate Fuxi's great wisdom and the power of the ten-direction annihilation, fortunately, I have learned the Tianwai Xiaoyaojue, and it is not a problem to imitate the ten-direction strange move a little bit."

Stretching out his hand to grab this peculiar weapon, the demigod turned his hands, and the hexagrams were born on their own, and the three hexagrams of Qiantian, Kundi, and Xunfeng echoed and combined together.

"Imitation Ten directions strange moves - Qiankun Xunfeng."

boom.

The three hexagrams shot straight into the sky, submerged in the clouds for an instant, and in a blink of an eye, the sky and the earth were howling and dark, the hurricane was rolling and roaring, and a man-made storm fell from the sky, covering the mountains and mountains.

"Damn, what's going on, why is it suddenly windy again."

Mordred, who was advancing on the mountain road, was accidentally filled with sand by the whistling wind, and suddenly yelled angrily.

At this time, the demigod standing on the edge of the cliff above disappeared.

This meteorological disaster, under intentional control, happened to land near Mordred and Charlotte.And after dissipating the lethality, the range of influence was expanded to dozens of kilometers at once, becoming an obstacle to Mordred's progress.

Although this kind of obstacle is unlikely to stop a bear child, it can completely deviate the direction of the two people, from going to a village in the mountains to a temple in a deep valley.

In other words, this kind of casualness will cause a natural disaster, boss, your magic (martial arts) level is really not ordinary high!

Maybe it's okay to have a part-time job as Caster?

……

Distance is not a problem at all for today's demigods. Being able to step into the river of time is equivalent to being able to move at the true speed of light as long as he wants to.

Well, it should be the scariest light work ever.

To him, a somersault is just a cloud in the clouds.

So after casting spells (martial arts) to create a storm, delaying and deflecting Mordred's forward route, the demigod had already left the place, ignoring Charlotte who was still trying to get out of control.

The next moment, the demigod came to a temple named Azrael. The ghosts and ghosts who were the gatekeepers outside the temple did not even see the face of the demigod, so he entered into the temple. The interior of the temple.

"Oh?"

As soon as he entered the temple, the demigod stopped, then raised his hand, and with his index and middle fingers, he caught the flying black flying knife.

"Is this a welcome ceremony?"

Casually throwing the flying knife between his fingers aside, the demigod, who didn't care about the death aura on the flying knife, looked directly in front of him.

A solemn voice sounded, breaking the silence in the temple.

"——The people of destiny from the outside world, why did they step into my spiritual temple?"

Chapter 219 Business Praise After Discussion

What kind of scenery can be seen standing on the top of the mountain?

This point is very particular about how to climb a mountain and which mountain to climb.

As a person who practiced martial arts and wandered the rivers and lakes, if he only talked about the word rivers and lakes, then the demigod had already accomplished this goal in the first half of his life, and he not only saw his own scenery, but also In the long millennium, I watched the scenery of countless outstanding people.

Some people use knives, some learn swords, some use guns, some are good at fisting and kicking, some have reached the pinnacle of external kung fu and are invincible... But no matter how it is decorated, the essence of martial arts is to kill, and it seems that the focus of martial arts lies in the "stop". , but the really important thing is the first 'Wu'.

Reason is for your enemies to listen to, and fists are for your enemies to listen to your reasoning and enlightenment.

As for the 'person' who has been hiding in this temple, if you want him to show up obediently, either you have to follow his rules, or your fist is big enough that he has to violate his own rules. the rule of.

Therefore, when the master of the temple threw pure 'death' as ​​a throwing knife, the demigod naturally gave a 'greeting'.

"——The people of destiny from the outside world, why did they step into my spiritual temple?"

Amidst the host's questioning, the demigod raised his right hand, gestured with his index finger and middle finger, and then stabbed forward.

You give me a knife, I will give you a sword.

A sword finger stabbed out, and in an instant, time was reversed, and a ray of sword light bloomed. Soon, a ray of sword light pierced through the long river of history, stabbing at the figure that did not exist in reality.

Lock your future, anchor your past, this sword is unavoidable, either block it, or be stabbed to death by this sword.

If the throwing knife thrown by the owner of the temple earlier, it is the fate that leads to death.

So now, the sword finger pierced by the demigod is a ray of light that reverses fate.

You can't hide, you can't avoid, you can't dodge, no matter where you are at the moment, as long as you have left traces here, then this sword will reverse the time and pass through.

If you don't receive this sword, you will die. Even if there are thousands of mountains and rivers between you and a long time, you have to obediently come to me and receive this sword.

Clang~clang~clang...

The powerful bells rang in the empty temple, like the heavy and heavy history, the old and decayed pages were turned over, and a person crossed the past and came to this sword light, with The death of equality has come.

An inconspicuous and ordinary iron-gray sword blade emerged from nothingness. In front of this sword light, it was held by a hand wearing a black gauntlet, and it was chopped off with a single sword.

The fate that guides death VS the time that goes against the flow of time.

The next moment, the light of the sword that could penetrate the years dimmed, and was cut to pieces by the iron-gray blade.

Then, with the blade resting on the ground, with both hands on the hilt, wearing a skull mask, worn armor, and a tattered black cloak, he appeared in the temple like a figure of death, and the demigod They looked at each other at a distance of five meters.

The distance of five meters, for the two people here, is almost the same as being close at hand. No matter who it is, as long as they make any moves, the people on the opposite side can feel it.

"A dazzling sword." The solemn voice came from the armored swordsman wearing a skull mask. "Immersed in the years, against the flow of time, human skills resist the peak of the peak and surpass the power gained by the peak... The so-called martial arts that step into the realm of the gods are just children's toys to you, amazing. "

"You are not bad, the first old man in the mountains." The demigod also praised. "The fate that guides death is worthy of being called the angel of death. This is indeed the death that has reached the fate of cause and effect."

After a business exchange, both of them fell silent.

After a while, it was the first-generation mountain old man who broke the tranquility first.

"Although you are a pagan, it is indeed an incomparably dazzling light to be able to listen to the evening bell completely unharmed... But with your ability, you don't need the crown, why should you?"

"This, it's just a deal with those two, and it's just a cover-up to prevent that one from noticing me." The demigod replied. "Of course, you are not the same, you also don't need this crown..."

"You haven't explained the reason yet?" said the old man in the mountains of the first generation. "Forcing my Hassan Sabah out of the abyss of the valley, what exactly is it?"

"It's like this..." The demigod's mouth moved slightly to explain his reason.

"So that's how it is. Your disciple inherited the spiritual base of a fool from among my descendants, and that led to different results." The first generation old man in the mountain nodded. "Besides, you still have that plan... If your disciples know about it, they may not be grateful to you."

"Then, get rid of your Excellency."

As soon as the voice fell, the demigod's figure disappeared from the temple instantly without a trace.

"In the final analysis, I was forced out of my shadow by you, do you think I really don't mind?" After the demigod disappeared, the first generation mountain old man said quietly.

"Forget it, since you are willing to let your disciple listen to the evening bell, then, I will look at your bright sword and let your disciple ring the evening bell once." After finishing speaking, a faint blue flame swept away. It turned into a cloak and shrouded the armored swordsman. After the flames were extinguished, the first generation mountain old man had disappeared from the temple.

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"Damn, damn, this damn wind!!!!" In the deep mountains and old forests, Mordred yelled loudly over and over again, venting her inner dissatisfaction and anger. Hold your breath.

Improper was just screaming, she also swung the silver-gray sword in her hand, split a boulder to pieces with her backhand, and then stomped heavily on the gravel under her feet.

And behind her, the flames of golden pupils re-ignited in Charlotte's pupils, which represented that he once again broke free from the additional control of the Lion King.

After being free for a while, Charlotte didn't take advantage of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to give Mordred a righteous backstab.In one-on-one situations, the Knights of the Round Table do not have the overwhelming power of the Lion King. In a real fight, it is hard to say who will win.

Just like Tristan, he was killed by a time stop.

However, under the shackles imposed on him by the Lion King, as long as he shows the slightest killing intent against the members of the Holy Capital camp, he will be controlled and countered immediately.