Silent Crown Chapter 588: Arrow
As soon as that scepter emerged, the sleeping Avalon suddenly shook.
The city frozen at the time of destruction seemed to be revolving again. Infinite power burst out from the deepest part of the darkness. At the highest point of the earth, the imperial palace covered by the dark mist suddenly emitted a torrent of ether that engulfed everything.
It's like the dark sun glowing with flames.
Countless buildings that have been dragged to the sky wailed, slammed, shattered...
Under the scepter of the **** scene, the wailing of countless people filled the space between heaven and earth.
Even if it has been weakened to the extreme, the scepter is a scepter after all, let alone the dark lord among the dark princes? For hundreds of years, before the Hundred Eyes were never personified, he had been revealed as the face of the abyss, conveying the will of the gods.
The elements in that scepter are inherited from the essence of the abyss, where all sins go, the true face of hell. Even in his heyday, once the scepter of **** unfolds in the etheric realm, penetrates the nine-layer etheric sea, and smashes into the material realm, it can directly distort the material realm and form a "hell on earth" covering most of the country!
The last time Maxwell relied on the right time and place to ambush, under the full support of Saint Haydn, and using Angru’s hundreds of years of preparations as a bargaining chip, he barely managed to completely unfold his scepter. Put him out.
Now, it's Ye Qingxuan's turn to face it.
"Face? How to face it......"
Ye Qingxuan raised his head, looking up at the scepter that unknowingly infiltrated the entire shadow of Avalon, and couldn't help sighing: "I can't beat it at all."
Now that the scepter has been deployed, the Shadow of Avalon has temporarily become his home court. Without the sword in the stone, there is no chance of victory.
Under the clothes of original sin, Ye Qingxuan's chapter of destiny is surging rapidly, countless music theory changes, and the three movements of the sage's stone, the moonlight chapter and the natural disaster resonance are merged, quietly brewing power.
A sharp look flashed in his eyes.
If you can't beat it, just run.
If you can't run away... Then forcefully use the Dragon Sleep Enchantment to cut a hole in its scepter!
At that moment, at the end of the empty street in the far north, a slightly hoarse voice sounded.
"Kristin, protect Your Highness."
Ye Qingxuan looked back in shock, but saw Lancelot standing there.
Lancelot?
In his stunned eyes, Lancelot stretched out his hand, unbuttoned, and threw the obstructive robe on the ground, revealing the close-fitting black dress.
There is also a heavy longbow in his hand that is as tall as a person.
It was a weapon made by the Third Ordnance Factory of Anglo, the engineering result of hundreds of steel parts. Engineers call it a bagpipe, because the sound of the vibrating strings seems to bring the melody of hometown.
Three test shots brought epoch-making precision and terrifying power.
Now, it is held high in Lancelot's hands, and the sharp edges and corners reflect the cold light of steel.
The servant half-kneeling on the ground put away his palms and offered arrows with both hands. The arrow fell into Lancelot's hands, traversed an arc, and landed on the bagpipe.
In the low voice of the tight bowstring, under Lancelot's shirt, the muscles on the thin torso suddenly swelled, revealing an iron-like outline.
On the bow, the gear is modulated with the highest kinetic energy under the pulse of the thumb.
Thirty years ago, Lancelot was known as the strongest knight in Angru to protect the queen before he was injured. Thirty years later, he left the bow and arrow due to lung disease and turned to focus on political affairs. There has never been any retreat from the skills of the past.
That attitude...
It's perfect.
Facing the **** above the sky, the head of the first royal musician, and the scepter that the dark lord evolved into.
Lancelot brazenly pulled the bowstring and aimed it at the sky, the murderous intent above the steel.
In the next moment, the arrow whizzed out!
The sharp voice screamed, cut through the hurricane, and brought a roar with unparalleled power.
But at that moment, Ye Qingxuan couldn't help turning his head away.
Wrong.
Lancelot is old after all and has been injured for many years. In fact, in his expectation, just pulling the bowstring under the terrible pressure of the old lung disease is a miracle.
At the last moment, the scar on Lancelot's chest was ruptured, and viscous blood leaked out from under the black shirt...
The arrow traversed a skewed trajectory in the air, and fell in the distance, tearing the rock, nailing it into the iron, shaking alone and unwillingly.
It's so different from the goal...I can't bear to look straight.
If there are other people here, I'm afraid I can't help laughing out loud, but Ye Qingxuan can't help feeling sad.
An arrow shot out, and he seemed to be taken away. Lancelot supported his body with a long bow, bent down, coughing hard and vomiting blood.
His face is pale.
However, his pupils didn't show the slightest loss or frustration. He just lifted his arm and lost the bloodshot eyes from the corner of his mouth.
Crash!
Crash!
Crash!
A series of sharp sounds sounded.
In the West, in the East, in the South... Suddenly, a similar arrow was thrown into the sky, and after a long arc, it was wedged deeply into the ground.
Ye Qingxuan looked back in shock, only to see the arrow nailed in the four directions.
They shook their tail feathers, emitting scarlet fluorescence, faintly dividing the area on the ground, delineating the four corners...
At that moment, Christine's pupils tightened.
"This is..."
Too late to explain, she rushed to Ye Qingxuan and stretched out her hand to press on Galahad's armor. The final strength was activated, and the barrier of iron and wind was born out of thin air, enshrouding them and the iron coffin.
"Override saturation strike."
Lancelot coughed and said softly, "Three rounds."
At that moment, hundreds of pairs of ice-blue eyes lit up in the darkness behind him.
That's the knight's visor!
That is the silent operation of the power armored ether furnace, and the samurai eyes lit by it!
The sound of steel friction sounded one after another, and countless armored knights broke away from the stealth mode and activated from the silence. Following Lancelot's command, they raised the jaw-dropping giant bows and arrows in their hands.
Immediately after, aiming at the sky, countless heavy arrows were drawn from the box, and bowstrings were placed under the power of inhuman steel. Immediately afterwards, the bowstring of the thumb's thickness was pulled apart, and there was a deep sound.
The noises one after another, like a swarm of bees flapping their wings...
The next moment, the sky ripped apart and roared!
Countless arrows rushed into the sky, and under the throwing of the armored knights, they whizzed from far away, and smashed into the ‘square’ outlined by the four arrows with precision and accuracy!
The big earthquake shook, and the gale screamed.
Facing the protection of the eleven masters, the huge arrow slammed into the ground.
Most of them have dissociated in mid-air, revealing the alchemy matrix in it, just like high heat from the center of the earth bursting out of it.
In the heat, the stress in the arrow was excited, cracked, dissociated, and split into countless red iron pieces. Thousands of thin and almost transparent iron sheets are scattered down, with terrifying heat, like a torrential rain of flames...
During the rainstorm, the screams and screams from the cracks of countless pieces of iron come and go.
Every piece of iron ruptured, it exploded waves in the fluctuating ether. Thousands of ruptures triggered a vortex of terror.
This is a legion-level ether application!
In an instant, under the ‘noise scratches’ of the iron sheet, the defenses of the thirteen masters broke down one after another. Then, under the heavy mass attack, the fissure defense was completely torn apart.
The heavy rain of iron and fire fell from the sky!
Three rounds!
After three rounds, Ye Qingxuan, who was in the Galahad defense, scanned the surroundings in shock, only to see the soil that had been burned into a turbid fluid, there were also cracked red rocks, and under the layers of defense, he was very embarrassed. Eleven masters...
The ground has been sunken for several meters and it is devastated.
Even the **** scepter was faintly turbulent.
The face of the dark lord revealed from the flames, full of ferociousness, staring at the man in the core guarded by layers of armored knights.
"Lancelot..."
Lancelot was expressionless and waved again.
Hundreds of archangel armors rose into the sky, glowing with fiery flames, and within them, seven terrifying etheric waves spread out.
That's... the Knights of the Round Table!
It is a war machine built by Arthur's efforts since the founding of the country, guarding the country's armed forces!
Because of Arthur’s tyranny in his later years, as well as the wars over the years, only nine armors have survived to this day, and now, except for Lancelot and Galahad who guards Mary and Ye Qingxuan , Have all boarded the battlefield!
The opponents are the former heads of the original Royal Orchestra~IndoMTL.com~ and the Dark Lord...
The enemy is ahead.
Led by the seven round table armors, the Knights of the Round Table brazenly broke into the battlefield!
The war begins!
How to kill a musician has always been a problem that samurai all over the world are thinking about.
Indeed, compared to the almost infinite etheric power, the physical muscle strength is too small, not even dust. The rise of power armor has brought new hope to the warriors.
For musicians, there have always been many fighting ideas.
The most popular among them is the most straightforward speed! Before the musician could react, he drew his sword and stabs, killing him with one blow. Tore through all the defenses with a powerful force, cut off the head, and distinguished the winner.
For musicians with endless means, as long as they are deliberately guarded, it is difficult to succeed. Therefore, various armors for musicians began to pursue adaptability and defense to the environment.
In response to all kinds of high temperatures, colds, and even drastic changes in the external environment in a short period of time, seek your own safety with the greatest degree of defense.
In short, if the musician can't kill himself, naturally there is a chance to kill the musician...
Last, and the most effective, is the realm where many warriors and engineers can't be seen. That is ignoring the cost-effectiveness, giving the armor the power to surpass the musician...
Among them, the round table armor is undoubtedly the result of standing on top of all power armors. The armor created with Arthur's winning golden medal was born with the ability to surpass ordinary musicians, and a weapon of war that can be a final word on the battlefield.
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