Chapter 312 Illusion
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Nian Gao Pei Ma Tuan
(Don’t ask me why King Arthur uses a gun instead of a sword, I don’t know... The content is referenced from "Le Morte d'Arthur" by Thomas Malory.)
The soldiers under King Arthur's command slowly gathered around, but Mordred was the only one left beside him.If it weren't for the so-called chivalry of one-on-one duels, I'm afraid he would have been swarmed by the surrounding soldiers and cut into pieces with random blades.
The sword roared and the spear was like a dragon.
The sword edge struck the gun barrel hard with an indomitable momentum.
Although the shaft of the spear is made of ash wood, it is even stronger than metal and is not afraid of the sharpness of a sword.
After the violent impact, the spear was swung away high, and Mordred was a little exhausted from the full blow, and almost fell forward to the ground.
Since the number of soldiers was slightly lower than that of King Arthur's side, Mordred had to take the lead and fought fiercely for most of the day. By this time, his strength was already at its end.
On the other hand, King Arthur, although he is much older than Mordred, and his combat prowess in all aspects is no longer at its peak, he still has sufficient physical strength at this time. With the help of the inertia and impact of running, the first confrontation between the two sides was still possible. It's evenly divided.
The blow missed. King Arthur took a few steps back under the force of the gun and sword's rebound, then quickly grasped the spear and charged forward again.
After the first fight, King Arthur finally calmed down, gave up the open-and-close tactics, and stopped trying to compete head-on with his opponent.
This was exactly what Mordred was worried about. The fierce battle that lasted for most of the day had almost exhausted all his physical strength. At this moment, only the last trace of faith was left to hold on, so as not to lose control of the weapon.
After a struggle, Mordred's steps became more and more frivolous, his movements of wielding the sword became more and more sluggish, and his armor was covered with mottled bloodstains.
Seeing the opportunity coming, King Arthur flicked his spear, and the tip of the spear flashing with cold light shot out like a poisonous snake, pointing directly at Mordred's heart.
Mordred's eyes narrowed, as if he knew that this fatal blow could no longer be resisted. He released the long sword that had been lifted halfway, allowing the spear to pierce his chest.
The spear broke through the chain armor defense without any delay, and blood flowed out instantly. King Arthur was slightly in a daze. He finally killed his own son, even though he was a traitor who wanted to subvert himself.
But he didn't know that Mordred gave up resistance just to leave the last bit of strength for himself.
The dying Mordred suddenly stretched out his left hand, holding back the heartbreaking pain, tightly holding the barrel of King Arthur's gun, holding the sword tightly in his right hand, and stabbed King Arthur's head with the last remaining strength.
The long sword stabbed out, taking away the last remaining life force from him.The blade of the sword shattered King Arthur's helmet and stabbed him in the forehead unabated.
Mordred seemed to sigh slightly, his left hand that was tightly holding the gun barrel loosened, and his body fell to the ground.
At the same time, Glenn's vision blurred, and all the scenes in front of him disappeared one after another, turning into mottled light, rippling like water waves.
It seemed like a long time passed, but it seemed like it was only a short moment. The light that had just dissipated gathered and condensed again, embellished and colored like an oil painting, and gradually formed a completely unfamiliar scene.
The originally unobstructed vast plains have long since disappeared, replaced by layers of green forests, with a faint mist hanging between the shadows of the trees, and the warm sunshine falling from the branches and leaves, outlining golden light in the mist.
A gentle breeze blew by, and a few waves of light appeared faintly in the depths of the lush forest, which seemed to be a quiet lake.
Glenn looked around blankly and called up the system map, only to find that the terrain around him was still a plain, with no trace of forests or lakes anywhere.
Is it an illusion...
Glenn couldn't help frowning and continued to observe the environment vigilantly, while reaching for the wand in his pocket.Although the map showed that there was no one around, he still did not dare to take it lightly.
When he touched his waist, he was suddenly startled.The touch on my hands was not the familiar fabric of the robe, but something cold.What frightened him even more was that he couldn't feel the existence of his left arm at all.
He lowered his head subconsciously, only to realize that he had been put on a set of medieval chain armor at some point. It seemed to be the same style as that of a knight beside King Arthur before. There were dried blood stains on it, and he was also wearing a handle at his waist. Sword without scabbard.
The hilt of the long sword is inlaid with bright gems, and irregular mysterious runes extend all the way to the slender sword.Both sides of the sword were sharpened, and the blade shone with an unrivaled sharpness.
Glenn took off the long sword from his waist and could see the familiarity of it at a glance.
Yes, this sword is almost exactly the same as the small pocket sword Morgana gave him for Christmas two years ago.
Could it be...that this is King Arthur's Sword in the Lake?
Looking at his empty left sleeve and the armor on his body, Glenn thought for a moment and already had a guess in his mind.
Whether it's the dense forest swamp in front of you or the previous battlefield, it should be an illusion, and it most likely appears because of the seal of the ruins.
The only difference is that before on the battlefield, he participated in the Battle of the Sword Fence as his own identity.In the forest at this moment, he seemed to be playing the role of a legendary Knight of the Round Table.
According to records in ancient books, King Arthur fainted due to Mordred's last blow before he died. The only two remaining knights took him to a seaside church.Shortly after they arrived there, one of the knights named Lucan also died of his injuries.
At King Arthur's command, the last knight by his side took his Lake Sword to the Isle of Avalon and threw the sword into the lake.
This knight is the only Knight of the Round Table who witnessed King Arthur's dying moment - Sir Bedivere.
According to legend, Sir Bedivere is one of the oldest Knights of the Round Table and the most agile among the Knights of the Round Table except King Arthur himself.Even though he is one-armed, his efficiency in killing enemies on the battlefield is higher than that of three people combined.
With the blood-stained armor, one arm, and the sword in the lake at his waist, Glenn quickly guessed the role he was playing.
For fear of wasting everything, Sir Bedivere in the ancient books did not directly discard the Sword in the Lake as ordered, but hid it under a big tree, and then returned to return to life like King Arthur.
But because he failed to accurately describe the scene after throwing the sword, King Arthur saw that he was lying, and after scolding him, he ordered him to return to the lake.After repeating this twice, Bedivere finally made up his mind and threw the sword into the lake.
Glenn didn't know what the significance of this illusion was, but after weighing it, he finally decided to throw the Sword in the Lake into the lake according to the ancient books.
The soldiers under King Arthur's command slowly gathered around, but Mordred was the only one left beside him.If it weren't for the so-called chivalry of one-on-one duels, I'm afraid he would have been swarmed by the surrounding soldiers and cut into pieces with random blades.
The sword roared and the spear was like a dragon.
The sword edge struck the gun barrel hard with an indomitable momentum.
Although the shaft of the spear is made of ash wood, it is even stronger than metal and is not afraid of the sharpness of a sword.
After the violent impact, the spear was swung away high, and Mordred was a little exhausted from the full blow, and almost fell forward to the ground.
Since the number of soldiers was slightly lower than that of King Arthur's side, Mordred had to take the lead and fought fiercely for most of the day. By this time, his strength was already at its end.
On the other hand, King Arthur, although he is much older than Mordred, and his combat prowess in all aspects is no longer at its peak, he still has sufficient physical strength at this time. With the help of the inertia and impact of running, the first confrontation between the two sides was still possible. It's evenly divided.
The blow missed. King Arthur took a few steps back under the force of the gun and sword's rebound, then quickly grasped the spear and charged forward again.
After the first fight, King Arthur finally calmed down, gave up the open-and-close tactics, and stopped trying to compete head-on with his opponent.
This was exactly what Mordred was worried about. The fierce battle that lasted for most of the day had almost exhausted all his physical strength. At this moment, only the last trace of faith was left to hold on, so as not to lose control of the weapon.
After a struggle, Mordred's steps became more and more frivolous, his movements of wielding the sword became more and more sluggish, and his armor was covered with mottled bloodstains.
Seeing the opportunity coming, King Arthur flicked his spear, and the tip of the spear flashing with cold light shot out like a poisonous snake, pointing directly at Mordred's heart.
Mordred's eyes narrowed, as if he knew that this fatal blow could no longer be resisted. He released the long sword that had been lifted halfway, allowing the spear to pierce his chest.
The spear broke through the chain armor defense without any delay, and blood flowed out instantly. King Arthur was slightly in a daze. He finally killed his own son, even though he was a traitor who wanted to subvert himself.
But he didn't know that Mordred gave up resistance just to leave the last bit of strength for himself.
The dying Mordred suddenly stretched out his left hand, holding back the heartbreaking pain, tightly holding the barrel of King Arthur's gun, holding the sword tightly in his right hand, and stabbed King Arthur's head with the last remaining strength.
The long sword stabbed out, taking away the last remaining life force from him.The blade of the sword shattered King Arthur's helmet and stabbed him in the forehead unabated.
Mordred seemed to sigh slightly, his left hand that was tightly holding the gun barrel loosened, and his body fell to the ground.
At the same time, Glenn's vision blurred, and all the scenes in front of him disappeared one after another, turning into mottled light, rippling like water waves.
It seemed like a long time passed, but it seemed like it was only a short moment. The light that had just dissipated gathered and condensed again, embellished and colored like an oil painting, and gradually formed a completely unfamiliar scene.
The originally unobstructed vast plains have long since disappeared, replaced by layers of green forests, with a faint mist hanging between the shadows of the trees, and the warm sunshine falling from the branches and leaves, outlining golden light in the mist.
A gentle breeze blew by, and a few waves of light appeared faintly in the depths of the lush forest, which seemed to be a quiet lake.
Glenn looked around blankly and called up the system map, only to find that the terrain around him was still a plain, with no trace of forests or lakes anywhere.
Is it an illusion...
Glenn couldn't help frowning and continued to observe the environment vigilantly, while reaching for the wand in his pocket.Although the map showed that there was no one around, he still did not dare to take it lightly.
When he touched his waist, he was suddenly startled.The touch on my hands was not the familiar fabric of the robe, but something cold.What frightened him even more was that he couldn't feel the existence of his left arm at all.
He lowered his head subconsciously, only to realize that he had been put on a set of medieval chain armor at some point. It seemed to be the same style as that of a knight beside King Arthur before. There were dried blood stains on it, and he was also wearing a handle at his waist. Sword without scabbard.
The hilt of the long sword is inlaid with bright gems, and irregular mysterious runes extend all the way to the slender sword.Both sides of the sword were sharpened, and the blade shone with an unrivaled sharpness.
Glenn took off the long sword from his waist and could see the familiarity of it at a glance.
Yes, this sword is almost exactly the same as the small pocket sword Morgana gave him for Christmas two years ago.
Could it be...that this is King Arthur's Sword in the Lake?
Looking at his empty left sleeve and the armor on his body, Glenn thought for a moment and already had a guess in his mind.
Whether it's the dense forest swamp in front of you or the previous battlefield, it should be an illusion, and it most likely appears because of the seal of the ruins.
The only difference is that before on the battlefield, he participated in the Battle of the Sword Fence as his own identity.In the forest at this moment, he seemed to be playing the role of a legendary Knight of the Round Table.
According to records in ancient books, King Arthur fainted due to Mordred's last blow before he died. The only two remaining knights took him to a seaside church.Shortly after they arrived there, one of the knights named Lucan also died of his injuries.
At King Arthur's command, the last knight by his side took his Lake Sword to the Isle of Avalon and threw the sword into the lake.
This knight is the only Knight of the Round Table who witnessed King Arthur's dying moment - Sir Bedivere.
According to legend, Sir Bedivere is one of the oldest Knights of the Round Table and the most agile among the Knights of the Round Table except King Arthur himself.Even though he is one-armed, his efficiency in killing enemies on the battlefield is higher than that of three people combined.
With the blood-stained armor, one arm, and the sword in the lake at his waist, Glenn quickly guessed the role he was playing.
For fear of wasting everything, Sir Bedivere in the ancient books did not directly discard the Sword in the Lake as ordered, but hid it under a big tree, and then returned to return to life like King Arthur.
But because he failed to accurately describe the scene after throwing the sword, King Arthur saw that he was lying, and after scolding him, he ordered him to return to the lake.After repeating this twice, Bedivere finally made up his mind and threw the sword into the lake.
Glenn didn't know what the significance of this illusion was, but after weighing it, he finally decided to throw the Sword in the Lake into the lake according to the ancient books.
