Therefore, human beings who are confident in their abilities and want to be heroes continue to go to the invisible island to challenge the banshees living on the island. These human dreams were brutally shattered one after another. Their foolish challenge ended in being turned into stone one after another by the Gorgons. This place is an invisible island. "I am a human being who overestimates my own capabilities, and you are a monster guarding the past?" The rest murmured, the corners of his mouth raised unnaturally, and he embarked on the road to defeat the monster without hesitation. Da da da--! The young man slowly walked towards the center of the island, the palace covered with thorns and vines. Stone pillars stand in the extremely vast hall, and are engraved with snake-shaped lines, as if there are extremely flexible snakes wrapped around the stone pillars, simple and natural, wild and sacred. It's like thick blood and pungent fishy smell, but it doesn't bring any unpleasantness to people. Instead, it gives people a sense of sacredness.
On the throne, the goddess sat, seemingly waiting for the knight-king. The rest of them raised their eyes and said calmly: "I've kept you waiting for a long time." "That's a nice look. There is no trace of confusion in your eyes at this time. There is only respect for your opponent and your desire to respond to my will." Athena spoke extremely proudly. "I am the God of War who is in charge of war and a goddess with supreme wisdom. I have seen your awareness as a warrior." The young man looked directly at the goddess and smiled involuntarily: "Actually, I quite like you. Let all living beings have a home where no one can disturb you... It's really a wish that makes my heart beat wildly." Athena was startled when she heard this and smiled slightly. "I have definitely felt your love." "...I have never said anything about love." The rest suddenly said, "I just admire you." "You are really lying." Athena smiled happily. "Words are just the source of misunderstanding. My battle with you is better than all communication. I have already felt what you are thinking." The rest was silent for a while, then admitted: "Yes, I like you." Hearing this, Athena burst into laughter. "You are extremely arrogant to show your love to a goddess who is the queen of the divine world." "But yes, although I have rejected the courtship of the gods, I can give you a chance, a chance to tame me." The goddess smiled lightly. "That's right." The rest nodded: "To me, you are just a goddess, just like millions of other goddesses." "I don't need you. You don't need me either." Athena continued the boy's words. "To me, you are just a traveler, just like millions of other travelers."
""But if you tame me (concubine), we will be indispensable to each me (concubine), you are the only one in the world. "" The boy and the goddess expressed their expectations at the same time. "To you, I am the only one in the world." "To you, I am the only one in the world." One person and one god express their appreciation for the other person and hope that the other person will remember them. and so…… The surging spell power swept around, the air froze, the ground trembled, and the night trembled. Athena slowly stood up and swept away the darkness. The darkness danced like a snake, and the three thousand black nights surged like snake hair, like a majestic waterfall, spreading all over the earth in an instant, sweeping towards the rest. Seeing this, the rest subconsciously wanted to use their divine power to forge their bodies and put on armor to fight the enemy, but they stopped immediately when they thought of what had happened before. The next moment, he said with a fiery tone: "Ming King and Holy Emperor, who can go to the army?" In the dark night, countless scattered sparks floated out, and countless simple brass swords emerged, all with majestic and sharp auras, which were replicas of the Key of Domination. The densely packed swords surged like a river, roaring and slashing at the black snake. The sword intent penetrates the sky, the sword energy is vertical and horizontal, and the destructive and sharp intention fills the world. brush brush -- All the darkness that rushed towards the remaining ones was easily cut away by the brass sword. Like a horizontal sword slashing a waterfall, the black waves surged like huge waves, splitting one after another under the blade. Athena's mind moved, and suddenly, thick darkness appeared. She walked in the dark night, her white dress fluttering, and her silver hair hunting. Zheng———! Brilliant red light bloomed and gathered into a three-foot green front. It is a divine sword forged with the divine power of Mars. The black scythe cuts across the night sky, Athena seems to be the God of Death harvesting life, while the rest of her face remains unchanged, and she naturally raises her sword with a movement of her steps. 呲——! Sparks splashed like a shower, and amid the sound of gold and iron clashing, the boy and the goddess looked at each other and smiled. The originally solid black night rippled in circles, the majestic wind howled by, and the petrified ground revealed spiderweb-like cracks, shattering in all directions. The rest of the men's black hair and clothes were dancing, their steps were turning, and they remained calm in the face of the wind of death coming from the pavement. Athena dances her scythe, her white dress fits her delicate body, she is slender and light, and she leaps and turns gracefully. She does not look like she is fighting, but like she is dancing. The corners of their mouths curled up, and they had no other thoughts in their minds except killing each other. It is precisely because you recognize the other party that you have to do your best.
So, the boy and the goddess danced together on a deserted island, in the quiet night, on the edge of life and death. Never lie to your lover: Chapter 98 Pado has been successfully purchased In the city of Rome, the shadow of the god that originally stood 2000 meters high above the earth has disappeared. There is only a stream of light falling from the sky, like a waterfall or a staircase. Under the stream of light, Guinevere's eyes narrowed slightly, and the surroundings were surrounded by magic circles. Her temperament was profound, as if she was exploring the deep truth. boom----! Finally, the huge stream of light disappeared, leaving only a rusty sword with a sense of unreality on the ground not far away. "We finally saw the Divine Sword of Salvation again." There was a wave in Lancelot's voice. After a three-day ceremony, the savior sword from the past finally appeared. Even if it was just a phantom, it was enough to make people happy. The next step is to summon the shadow of the Last King's past. "The rebellious king who made the crowns of kings fall to the ground, the martial arts king who looked down on the world..." Guinevere whispered in a solemn and solemn tone: "The witch of disaster who comes from the goblin cave, the king of thieves who controls the speed, the faceless king who enslaves the goblins, the king of swords who indulges in amusement, the coming king who comes from the sky. ah……" As she chanted the holy words, the earth gradually boiled and the air was filled with the smell of rust. Light bloomed from Guinevere's body and gradually gathered together. Inside, a container slightly taller than Genivia's height suddenly appeared. It was a container that looked like a large cup or a vase. The container emits a shining light, and the majestic power inside overflows from the mouth of the cup above the container. It is the essence of the earth. It is the [Holy Grail] "In order to defeat the Demon King, I agree to the ancient covenant, dedicate the essence of the earth to my lord, and call you with the miracle of time——" "——The last holy king to appear in this world!" boom--! A white thunder that shocked the night condensed into substance, fell from the sky, and landed on the rusty sword. Invisible air waves fell from the sky, large areas of the ground were crushed, the land was lifted up, and the atmosphere was disturbed. Guinevere's eyes were fixed on the distance. The knight in heavy armor stretched out his hand to protect the girl. The pupils covered by the helmet seemed to be shining. In the scorching wind and the continuously exploding arcs of electricity, a young man half kneeling on the ground emerged. It was a boy with pale long hair. Guinevere breathed a long sigh of relief, stepped forward slightly, and asked nervously. "Master...what is your name?"
"..." The white-haired boy pursed his lips and said nothing. He slowly raised his head and silently stared at Guinevere in the distance, as if he didn't hear her question and stared at her face thoughtfully. Guinevere frowned slightly and raised the corners of her mouth unnaturally. Just because, the moment she saw the boy, Guinevere knew his name, and then all she had to do was find him. "What a pity. It seems it will take me a while before I can see you..." Guinevere was a little regretful because the other party was just a phantom, an image that existed in real King of the End is still sleeping somewhere in this world. The boy in front of him was just a clone, an illusory shadow. However, the next moment, Guinevere's expression suddenly changed because the pale young man spoke. "It turns out it's you... I haven't seen you for a long time." "------!" Guinevere showed a shocked expression, "Master, you!?" She raised her spirits and looked at the pale boy carefully. This young man has long pale hair, a high nose, and a sharp chin. He looks like a beautiful boy dreamed of by a young girl in her was wearing a simple cyan tunic and trousers, and a white coat that looked like a shawl. In a word, he is a pure white noble man. "------" Lancelot suddenly said: "I see, you are tired of fighting." The King of the End showed a tired smile and nodded towards the allies who had reunited after 500 years. Then, following the instructions of his superiors, He left this sentence. "I am in the sky in the far east..." After speaking, Guinevere showed a happy expression, and Lancelot lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking. On the other hand, after the "King of the End" said these words, his body was like a puppet with its strings cut off. His body relaxed and his eyes became distracted. Guinevere calmed down a little, and opened her red lips slightly, wanting to say something. suddenly…… The horse under Lancelot roared loudly, raised its strong hooves, and wanted to lead the two of them away. call----! Without any warning, a portal suddenly opened in front of Guinevere. It was the <Gate> opened by Pado, connecting to a coast. That was the headquarters of the magician association [Wangli Factory] led by Alec. There were at least twenty magicians on the other side of the door, constantly chanting incantations.
They formed a magic circle. In the center of the circle was a well, which was a portal on the ground. There is only chaos inside the <Gate>. Lancelot stretched out his hand and embraced Guinevere in his arms. He rode his horse and used his speed to get away.