I am System 25_I am System full text free to read_Chapter 25 The King¡¯s Pilgrimage comes from
The severe cold has penetrated into my bones, and I am not far away from death after the salt water treatment.
War has always been the ultimate resort. Whether it is the change of political power or the rise and fall of a dynasty, there will always be this most advanced form of expression of force. A fanatical movement that uses the will of one person to control countless people to fight and perish.
Aldo Longcris, the Elf King in Belika, has led the player troops led by Jialan and the crystal man magic army to capture the south gate, but Belika's heavy cavalry troops in the Glen Hills are still trapped with Alto In Liya's fight, never underestimate a saint with unlimited energy. He is simply a bug-making machine. Countless powerful moves are released from her hands, killing Bailey like a meat grinder. Card's heavy cavalry.
But what is the fear of death in the minds of these dragonborns? Their goal is at the other end of the grassland, New Yinz Fortress, which represents the gateway to the royal court of the Elf Kingdom. That is the goal imprinted in their bones, from birth to growth. , from waiting for food to getting married and starting a family, the brand of revenge has never faded, just like the Chinese are hostile to the Japanese. This is a hatred engraved in the bones of the nation and passed down from generation to generation through education.
However, no matter how powerful the saint is, he cannot sustain it for too long. Because of **, the energy may be unlimited, just like a high-power engine with unlimited gasoline. It can travel for a long time and maintain its energy forever. 300 mph, but how long do you expect it to travel? Ten hours? Twenty hours? Or two hundred hours? After all, it is a physical thing, subject to the shackles of natural rules, and the same is true for sex. The output of a large amount of energy is a severe test for Artoria's muscle tissue, muscles, and even her spirit and will. It is like a seriously ill person who is exhausted even if he wakes up. My mind was also in chaos.
Standing in the clouds, Li Rui used his divine eye to see that Artoria's various values ??had reached their limits. Her health has entered the dangerous red realm, and her attributes have begun to slowly decrease. Maybe she will die suddenly due to fatigue before long.
But so what? This is the path she chose, and she must walk it to the end. If Li Rui helps her now, might he be denying the will that Artoria has always flaunted?
God should not be changed by the sorrows of the world. God¡¯s will is all things. He contains blessings for life and relief for death. All living things in the world are like grass and trees, there should be no distinction.
The desolate horn sounded again, as if it would never end, and the severely injured dragonborn rushed forward roaring again, dragging their mutilated bodies. This kind of fighting enthusiasm shocked Arturia, but as an enemy, you can only live and die. The highest respect is for me to use 120% of my strength to kill you. My opponent, this is my tribute to you.
"Come on! Let you taste the pride of the king!"
Golden hair was fluttering in the wind, blood foam was flying all around, and the dregs of flesh were scattered all over the battlefield along with the blood, and the huge sword energy. Sharp eyes, beautiful lips biting tightly.
The black pillar of light rose into the sky again, but this time the pillar of light seemed to be a little blood red, containing something cruel that was unknown to outsiders. Li Rui looked sadly at the strong girl below. Completely speaking, Artoria does not belong entirely to the Eternal Continent. First, she is not made of data. It is a concrete product of the thoughts and fantasies of humans on earth. Secondly, she has a will and an independent mind, which is the same as a real soul. The thoughts and fantasies of hundreds of millions of humans on earth gave her extremely real thoughts, as clear as a crystal.
But now the crystal is on the verge of breaking. Li Rui couldn't help but stretched out his hand, and countless magic lines suddenly appeared on his smooth arms, representing the explosion of power above the gods, but in the end he was still forced to hold back.
¡°Everyone has his or her own path to take, and others can¡¯t help. Even death is just a destination.
The golden eyes were slightly blurred, looking at the small black flowers blooming like a mandala below. Li Rui pursed his lips and hummed "Lonely Pilgrimage" softly. The systematic corrections gave Li Rui's voice a sense of emptiness. , the echoing feeling of loneliness, like a lonely and proud heroic spirit, holding on to the sword and constantly looking back to the distance, but the king is silent and has no regrets.
The unique accompaniment of the music box sounded like fireflies, floating far away, as if blending into the mountains and rivers.
The entire Eternal Continent was silent at this moment. The insects stopped chirping and the birds stopped talking. Li Rui's softly humming songs echoed throughout the game. Many players who had been involved in the fight quietly put down their swords and called up the system menu to kill these players. The ballad was recorded.??
Arturia's sword is dark and noble, just like her own person, with a noble color, and her golden eyes are indomitable and will never regret it.
In the gap between the waves in my mind, that side face appeared. I tried my best to stretch out my hand, but the fingertips were missing. The one you love is like an illusion. Swaying in the mist with rising water vapor under the sun, I couldn't understand why I was shedding tears. It could be said to be happiness, but it could also be said to be misfortune. I can't express it in words. The past I care about appears in front of my eyes like a cloud of smoke.
I still hold the hilt of the holy sword in my hand. This prayer is blended with this longing. No matter how many light years apart, it is still with me.
When you are far away, do you still remember me?
There seems to be something burning in my chest, and my body is getting more and more tired. The holy sword in my hand is as heavy as a stone, but I still can't let go. There are so many enemies around, so many, it seems that they can't be killed. Usually, the vision has started to blur. But I promised that I must protect this country, just like myself. No matter how hard it is, I must fulfill my duty as a guardian. I have missed it once, this time, I have to persevere no matter what.
'I also swore to fulfill my duty as a king, so I drew my sword and gave up many things to fight for the country. I couldn't think of regrets at that time. Since I have this will, there is no need to start over again even if I am destroyed. . The king protects the country, but the country does not protect the king, that's all. Although the result is tragic, if there are no regrets in the process, why pursue it so hard? I gave up a lot of things just to get it. Even so, there is still something that must be protected until the end, bury this longing in my heart, and at least keep this unattainable dream until the end'
"The king's oath cannot be broken. I have a mission that I have to complete. My wish has been only one from the beginning. From the moment I drew my sword, this oath will never change"
"It is the responsibility of a king to defend the country, but I am unable to do so. I must at least elect a suitable king"
"I will not become anyone's thing. Before I am a woman, I am a king!"
Recalling the words she had said in her mind, Arturia bit the tip of her tongue, and the sweet blood rushed into her throat, which made her mind clear up slightly, and she was able to avoid a direct stab. The tip of the spear trembled and made a whimpering sound.
Ding¡ª¡ª
The Holy Sword deflected the sharpness of the spear with a sharp friction sound of sparks. Artoria swung her arm fiercely, and the huge sword light bloomed in a half arc shape like a crescent moon. The sound of the penis splitting was heard, and blood shot out like a squeezed blood bag.
Poof¡ª¡ª
But there were too many enemies around her, and she couldn't see what was happening behind her. A long sword struck her. Although there was an armor barrier, the armor formed by magic power was not fully covering it. The black underwear didn't offer much defense. Powerful. The sharp long sword passed by, cutting open her underwear with a hint of cold paralysis. The snow-white skin was like tofu that had been cut open, and the tender and cruel red color instantly burst out.
There was no time to worry about her wounds. Arturia stood up on one foot, and then avoided the ax on the other side. She raised the sword in her hand from bottom to top and cut off several spears in an instant. This kind of piercing weapon poses the greatest threat to her. Even if she is hit by a sword, it will only hurt for a while, but if she is stabbed by a spear, she will be in danger. At least the enemy will immobilize her body, and then she will die.
At this moment, a particularly large dragonborn, whose whole body was surrounded by countless strange runes, and who looked very unique, rushed up like a roar, and the exquisite spear in his hand exploded with a spiral flow of gas. A piercing roar.
This extremely large and unique dragonborn is the fully transformed Ya'erlan. He has been waiting for this opportunity for a long time. After all, the opponent is a saint. There is really no good way except to use a lot of human life to pile up. Apart from being far behind, Who else besides the fearless emperor of the royal capital, Bakili Lancris, could surely defeat her?
But at this moment, the girl was obviously at the end of her strength. Arlan saw that her arm holding the sword began to tremble slightly, and her original agility was also reduced. The opportunity was at this moment! The spear in the shadow, with a fatal announcement of death, shot out of the gap in an instant. Feeling the unique obstruction brought by the spear tip and the feeling of separation from the body, Ya'erlan knew that he had hit.
Like a poisonous snake, the spear was swift and deadly. It hit Artoria cruelly, hitting her left rib and grazing her heart. The guy whose skill was far beyond the average dragonborn, let ArturiaTolia finally fell into the trap accidentally. She originally thought that all enemies were of the same level, but it seemed that the too long battle had made her fall into a mechanical thinking.
Blood flowed down the armor, and the vicious spears shone with magical light, constantly tearing at the skin on her chest, as if they were vicious leeches attached to the human body. Pain shot through Artoria's mind like a needle.
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