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Dark Moe War: The Tail of the Demonic Dragon Chapter 127: The Pure White King

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    PS2: I always feel like the writing style is not enough when I use it, and this chapter didn¡¯t have the effect I wanted Tsk.

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    "What are your plans next?" After the three people left the volcano seal, they met up with Beowulf who was guarding outside.

    "I'm taking this opportunity to test the Thunder King." Medea looked at Arturia who remained calm, sighed secretly, and then said, "Think of a way to see if we can defeat Alaya.  Get the sword back."

    "Don't have too much hope." Ichihara Yuko said indifferently, "Caesar's impression of us has been extremely bad. Be careful to steal the chicken but lose the rice. Sheng Bailian has recently vacated time. If it doesn't work, let her do it for you.  .¡±

    "Let's give it a try." Medea nodded, then shrugged, "Before Caesar reacts - otherwise he will know that Artoria's disappearance is related to us, and things will be difficult to handle in the future."

    "Hmph." Artoria snorted, noncommittal, and Beowulf said coldly, "Don't forget your promise, witch."

    "Understood, everything is under my control." The betrayal witch made a reassuring gesture, turned to Ichihara Yuko and said, "Let's go back to Camelot City and find time to visit His Majesty the King of Heaven."

    "Yes." Ichihara Yuko nodded in agreement. Just as he was about to open the dimensional channel, his face suddenly changed and he looked into the distance.

    Immediately, Beowulf said calmly: "The earth is shaking, ten miles away. There are nearly a thousand cavalry, all professionals."

    Medea turned her head suddenly and glared at Artoria, and the King of Knights also looked surprised.  Then he calmly said: "It has nothing to do with me."

    "It really has nothing to do with her." Among the three, Ichihara Yuko had the strongest perception, "there is only one eighth level, that woman. Whether it is Russell, the miko, or the mutated drunkard, they all have nothing to do with her."  If she didn¡¯t come, what did she want to do?¡±

    "If this is the case, it would be inconvenient to use the dimensional channel. The woman can be traced through the destiny star chart. It will be a big trouble. But since there are no other eighth-level people around, we don't need to worry." Medea thought about it.  He thought, then said, "Hidden. See what she wants to do, Artoria, don't forget what you promised me."

    "Don't worry, I won't go back on what I promised. What's more, you can blackmail me, right?" Artoria took a deep look into the distance, with her eyesight.  Only a line of black waves could be seen roaring from the distance, "I also hope you won't do anything excessive. Otherwise, you will definitely die here today."

    "Haha." Medea chuckled.  Then he stood with his bare hands, and the purple light film suddenly spread, covering everyone inside.

    The four of them did not hide deliberately, because Medea's concealment magic is a kind of magic formation construction. In this aspect, her accomplishments are unparalleled in the world. Even CC wants to detect it. It is very difficult. The Betrayal Witch joked:  "I want to see what she wants to do when she comes here with a lot of soldiers? What a baffling person."

    "It's better to be careful, maybe Russell and the others are hiding in secret, don't fall for the trick." Ichihara Yuko warned.

    Nearly a thousand cavalry roared in from the distance. Although their abilities varied, they were all professionals. Such a large-scale gathering of high-end power made even the witch and the dwarf king frown, but Artoria's heart  She was even more surprised because she saw so many people who would never have gotten together - there were many factions in the Royal National Knights, the nobles in the House of Lords gathered together, MI6 and the Royal Secret Service looked at each other  Unhappy, the people of the Dragonlance Army and the Garrison Army were at odds with each other every day But now they are actually together, and in an orderly manner, without conflict or collision?

    "Medea! Ichihara Yuko! I know it's you! And Artoria! I know you are here!" The troops were stationed on a plain, and the professionals were all excellent riders, driving their mounts.  Standing on the horse, CC came out with a distant voice, "Medea! I don't know how you used to make Artoria submit again! But it doesn't matter! Today I am bringing everyone who is willing to come, that is  In order to show Artoria that her country and her subjects who are willing to follow her, all the sacrifices and justice she has done so far are not meaningless! Because we are here!"

    "It hurts." Medea looked confused, "Could it be that if you stay with humans for a long time, you will be assimilated by their IQ? That woman actually started to follow the path of the fire system? Is her head broken?  ?¡±

    "" Artoria sighed softly. Although she was heartbroken for a moment, but

    "Don't worry too much, Medea, since I have promised, I won't go out of my way."???l.  "Artoria looked away, no longer looking at the crowd in the distance, and she slowly clenched her fists.

    "Elm head." Ichihara Yuko laughed coldly from the side, and even Beowulf was a little bit dumbfounded.

    cc called out twice, and then sighed. She waved her hand back, and everyone showed a knowing smile. At the same time, she drew out the weapons from her waist. A sound of gold and iron mingled across the blue sky, and under the blue sky,  Write down your will.

    The low and solemn murmur seems to be coming slowly from ancient times on the wind.

    "The Dawn of Holy Light will keep watch from today. As long as the world needs knights, the flame of the Holy Fire will never go out. I will not enjoy glory or compete for favor. I will abide by my creed, whether in life or death. I am the iron guard of the country.  Shield, I am a sharp sword that pierces the darkness. I guard the city wall and fight on the battlefield. I dedicate my life and glory to the Holy Light. There is only justice in this life. It is like this today and every day until I die.  , never bow down.¡±

    "This is" Arturia suddenly raised her head. She saw that the sky was as blue as the sea, the mountains and rivers thousands of miles away were picturesque, and against the backdrop of the snow-capped mountains and the sky, a group of the most unruly beings held swords in their hands, solemnly  And humbly recite the oath of the Holy Light silently¡ª¡ª

    What is this doing?  She felt that the softest corner of her heart was suddenly touched.

    Nobles with different political views stood together, and soldiers who disliked each other stood together.  Professionals of different faiths stood together, and they simultaneously liberated their soul trees and inheritance powers. The colorful magic patterns slowly flowed, and the power fluctuations of nearly a thousand people were guided by the Holy Light Covenant recited from their mouths to merge into  A harmonious sound.  Displayed in front of her, she seemed to have returned to the past. She made the initial oath for the first time under the guidance of her mentor and mother queen. She opened her mouth involuntarily and recited silently as everyone chanted in unison: "  I hereby swear an oath: From today on, I will use chivalry as my eternal faith, protect the weak with sword and shield, and drive away evil with holy light. Humility, honesty, compassion, bravery, justice, sacrifice, honor, and spirit. The eight virtues will last forever.  Don't forget, I will protect all weak, I will punish all evil, I will become the embodiment of justice. I will swear to protect everyone who needs protection, I am a knight, this is an oath rather than nobility, this is strength but  Not power, this is glory not showing off. This is my life choice, live for it, die for it."

    ?? Knights, nobles.  There are also ordinary soldiers gathered here, or professionals from holy places from all over the world.  They raised their weapons at the same time and solemnly whispered the knight's oath.  This oath was made by Gridwald, the first pope and the first paladin, thousands of years ago.  It has been handed down for thousands of years and is almost a household name. No one knows it. At this moment, every warrior present, no matter what kind of belief he has, no matter what he believes in, is reciting the oath of glory, just to find a lost person.  He gave birth to his own girl, that was their king.

    Tears have quietly swept away, and the strong girl finally shed a real tear for ten years. In the haze of tears, she can feel the surging and sincere power coming from the other side, which is what she has been pursuing.  ¡­

    ¡ª¡ªWhat she originally thought she would never truly get is the most sincere bond between monarch and minister.

    At this moment, it was actually displayed in front of her in such a real and dreamy way.  More than 80% of Britannia's professionals are gathering in front of her, reciting the Knight's Creed. The colorful coats of power come together to form a mysterious and shocking scene. Such a harmonious scene.  Resonance has not appeared on this land for a long time.

    The chorus of shouts and chants continued, but the content suddenly changed: "I offer my unchanging loyalty with this body until death. O great and only king, I am willing to be the sword and shield in your hands, to dispel the darkness and strike out.  Retreat from evil and keep your vow to move forward! Please lead us away from killing and sorrow, and abandon greed and arrogance! Use the king's will as a red torch to illuminate the way forward, open up territory among thorns, and pursue freedom in the darkness.  , the oath is made here, I would like to ask, are you willing to be our king!"

    "II" Arturia was trembling, unable to make a single sound, and the people who had made the oath made low calls: "Where is the king! Where is the king! Where is the king!"  "

    ¡ª¡ªThe king should walk in the front, so that everyone can see the king's back. Then they will see the direction of progress, and then they will know that there is a road ahead, and then they will know that fear is like clouds, and then they will understand the road in front of them.  Not alone.  Because the king's back is like a torch, releasing light that illuminates everything and guides the direction of everyone's progress, so the subjects will be fearless.

    ¡ª¡ªIf you are a king in this life, you must have owed something to your subjects in your previous life. When you bring prosperity to this country, what awaits you will be eternal loneliness.  benevolence??Destined to be aloof, tyrants are destined to be lonely. How to choose depends on your heart.

    ¡ª¡ªCaesar, after all, I cannot be like you. My subjects are not as strong as yours. They have too many flaws, but this cannot be the reason for me to give up on them. No one should be given up and no one should be despised.  , Protecting the weak is the reason for the existence of the strong, have you seen it The cowardly, the greedy, the conspirators They are always weak in various ways, but in the end they will burst out with light that makes everyone look at them.  Seeing them like this, I understandthe persistence over the years is not meaningless, because no matter whatno matter what

    "The king is here! The king is here!" Arturia wiped away the tears on her face fiercely, the holy light burst out, the white breath echoed the call in the distance, the girl fell on a rock, the silver battle  The armor shone with a warm light, and the blue battle skirt rustled fiercely in the wind. With almost all her strength, Artoria shouted a vow of victory, "Me! Artoria Pandoragon!"  The daughter of Uther! The King of Britannia! Today, I succeed to the throne of Britannia in the name of Arturia. It is not a natural choice, not an inheritance, but I want to protect every subject and protect this country.  Everyone! I ask you. Will you be my sword?"

    "Ran Ye! Ran Ye! Ran Ye!" roared cheers like an angry wave.

    "Then!" Artoria raised her hand, but the next moment, she seemed to feel something in her heart, and looked towards the east, where a golden light flashed and disappeared, and then overwhelming magic swept over people.  Amazing light.

    That's a sword.

    The sacred sword is engraved with the oath of victory.  With unparalleled kingly glory roaring from the distant horizon, a golden rainbow broke through the dark clouds in the sky and rushed towards Artoria. The golden sword made the world suddenly eclipse.  .  In everyone's eyes, although Arturia showed surprise, she extended her hand to Jian Guang without hesitation.

    Because the paladin¡¯s eyesight was enough for her to see the scenery over there, the reassuring figure was smiling at her.

    Finally caught up - I broke your sword, this is your new sword.  The name of the sword promises victory, so use it well.

    I understand, thank you - next, it¡¯s up to me.  This is Brittania's war.

    The girl¡¯s jade hands grasped the hilt of the sword intertwined with blue and gold, and the edge of the Holy King¡¯s Sword Excalibur was like a stream of autumn water.  The sword body is engraved with mysterious and ancient fairy carvings, and suddenly a dazzling golden light blooms.  Arturia raised her hand involuntarily.  The sword is summoning the brilliance of the sun, and the divine light of sunfire roars down, refracted by the sword body, and washes out circles of dazzling brilliance. At this moment, the creeds of countless warriors transcended time and space and gathered on the girl.  She was covered with golden Xia clothes.

    All the sounds completely dissipated, and the heaven and earth reverberated with silent shock. The shouts of the soldiers, the chants of the knights, and the howling of the sky wind all disappeared far away at this moment. Everyone fell into silent silence. In the starry sky, countless great  A heroic spirit, a knight with dreams on the earth, countless divine wills cast their eyes on this petite but strong figure. Her figure is upright, pointing straight to the sky like a sword, and the sword in her hand is more gorgeous than the Sword of Heaven's Choice.  A hundred times more, blooming with her own superb divine light.

    This is the glory that only belongs to King Arthur, the divine sword named Promise of Victory, which connects the past, present and future, all dreams, all justice, all ideals, unparalleled achievements in the world, a unique king, more powerful than the sun.  The brilliance, the gems are even more gorgeous, transcending the constraints of time and space, and will never dissipate - this is the reason why all the righteous, idealists, and martyrs dedicate everything to this, the light that dispels all darkness.

    This is¡ª¡ªthe figure of the king who illuminates the darkness.

    The Sword of Victory and Oath dyed her armor pure white, and her loose blond hair was not tied up, but tied into a simple ponytail. At that moment, she raised the Sword of the King high in her hand. The name of the Sword of the Holy King was worthy of its name.  The great king looked down upon her subjects.

    So sacred, so perfect, without any pretentious majesty or pretense of deep scrutiny. The moment he held the Holy King's Sword, the pure white knight had let go of all his worries and appeared in the most perfect posture.  in front of everyone.

    The next moment, the roaring sound waves surged and spread, and the cheers and roars of countless mountains and tsunamis swept across the Kalam Mountains. Nobles, knights, soldiers, professionals, the king's glory shone on everyone's face, and dispersed.  The haze deep in their souls, maybe after this battle, there may be all kinds of conspiracies and intrigues between them, but at this moment, they don't distinguish between you and me, roaring and shouting out the throbbing and touching in their hearts, at this moment  , Bravery defeated cowardice, conscience defeated fear, justice defeated lust, in the past, human ancestors faced chaos and hell among hundreds of tribes.The bravery and fearlessness of the time crossed the rivers of time and fell on them. On the land of Britannia, only tearful shouts resounded through the heavens: "Long live! Britannia!"  The Chosen King! Long live! Sword King Paladin! Long live! The Kingdom¡¯s Ten Thousand Knights! Long live! The only legitimate monarch of the Celts! Long live! The immortal glory of the Pandoragon Dynasty! Long live! Long live! Long live!¡±¡ª¡ª

    asshole!  what happened!  what happened!  They are clearly a bunch of ridiculous humans!

    The betrayal witch glared angrily at Ichihara Yuko and Beowulf: "What are you two doing! Why don't you stop her! Why don't you stop her! Do you know how troublesome things will become next?"

    "Aren't you also fascinated by what you saw? Do you remember the time when we fought side by side with humans ten thousand years ago?" Beowulf glanced at her and then said, "that girl's journey has just begun.  It would be such a waste to make her into an alaya. He is such a lucky guy after ten years of transforming from cocoon to butterfly."

    "I agree." Ichihara Yuko was silent for a moment, and then said, "I remembered them."

    "Hey, hey, hey! Didn't you see! We are already on the edge of the knife! If we are not careful, we will go to the underworld to see them!" Medea was furious, and before she had time to react, CC was already feeling like lightning.  Seeing the hidden position of the three people, the towering star map suddenly bloomed behind her. The stars gathered together, the stars were like shuttles, the strings were moving like songs, the light was like rain, and the long scream of the Witch of Destiny resounded through the sky: "The enemy is at six o'clock  Seven hundred and thirty-six meters in the clock direction! Take action! Kill without mercy!"

    "Kill!" After a brief stagnation, more roaring and tsunami-like shouts of killing resounded through the sky. Arrows were fired, and the power of magic gathered in the sky. The warriors needed to use a hearty battle to burn the silence.  With a long-lasting soul, Cecilia had already risen into the sky, the IS armor of the Judgment Gate unfolded brilliantly, and the ferocious vitality roared out, pouring in the direction of the three of them.

    "Does the Gate of Judgment also want to join in the fun?" Medea's light shield fluttered, blocking the furious shooting of the light beam. She looked at Cecilia rising into the air and unfolding her blue armor, and said coldly, "But with the sixth level  With a body that only relies on the power of clever weapons to challenge the eighth-level powerhouse, the Judgment Gate is becoming more and more crazy with each generation!"

    "Fight if you want, what nonsense!" Cecilia retreated backwards. She was a medium and long-range firepower. When fighting alone, keeping a distance was a top priority. The steel wings behind her separated from the six floating flying paths.  Shuttle, opened the jet weapon port.

    "In this world, the persistence of nothingness is just a deadly poison. Whoever believes in it will die. The chivalry that Gridwald has admired throughout his life may protect mankind all the way forward in the killing of iron and blood, and let all those who fight for  The people of racial freedom and the future died generously, but they could not save the souls that became increasingly corrupt after the stability Even if you call Artoria back, she will" Medea frowned and said, "Drinking poison to quench her thirst, she is determined at this time.  Faith will only lead to more ferocious counterattacks in the future."

    Cecilia suddenly laughed, with endless contempt and contempt in her laughter. Medea frowned and said, "Why are you laughing?"

    "Of course you are the one laughing" Cecilia sneered and raised the Fierce Demon sniper rifle in her hand. Six floating shuttles swallowed the light of destruction behind her. The light blue of the IS armor was once again displayed.  Offensive posture, "King Arthur without a heart, what a ridiculous accusation. Do you think that the sacrifices and decisions made by the king are just for the so-called knightly way, the so-called kingly way? You are wrongyou guys  They were all wrong Wang once hurt her closest relatives and turned against the friends she finally got. She did many things wrong and failed many times But, from beginning to end, her strength only came from sadness.  Non-desire, no matter what others say, no matter how much she loses, she deeply loves the innocent and weak. Such a king is just a fool like a saint, but it is this kind of King Arthur who has the glory that only belongs to the Knight King.  , and it is precisely because of this that those of us who hold a simple and sole belief will gather in front of the round table and die generously for her. It is also because of this, witches, you will definitely lose today!"

    As if echoing her words, six floating shuttles ejected dazzling light at the same time. Cecilia soared into the sky. The shuttles flowed and swirled. Rounds of light wipers flew and merged into destructive lightning. The girl raised the  He fired a heavy-duty magic sniper and sprayed out a beam of destruction. On the ground, the soldiers roared angrily. The ground vibrated, and colorful lights rose into the sky, carrying unparalleled killing intent, and rushed towards the three of them.  .  To be continued.  .  m

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