On the Celtic continent, there are twelve extremely ancient kingdoms. These twelve kingdoms were formed by the remaining humans after the destruction and reconstruction of the world after the first war of the gods. Therefore, the twelve kingdoms have a long history and are closely related to the gods. Among them, the Kingdom of Camelot is the most ancient, and even gods have descended to the world and walked in the Kingdom of Camelot. But unexpectedly, when the end of the Celtic continent came, the first to abandon the Kingdom of Camelot was also the gods. Moreover, the fairy in the lake who was once regarded as the patron saint of the Kingdom of Camelot... was the first to abandon it. "The king of the Kingdom of Camelot... is quite bloody, and actually chose to end all his life!" The rain master held an oil-paper umbrella under his armpit and looked at the young king who was standing in a pool of blood, no longer alive, but still retaining his demeanor. Arthur Pendragon, the king of the Kingdom of Camelot... died. When the entire Camelot Royal City fell and turned into ruins, Arthur did not choose to live alone, and used the broken sword in the stone to end his last chance of life.
This can be regarded as a decent end. "Is this the son of destiny in this world?" Qingluan came from not far away, looking at Arthur standing in the pool of blood, thinking. With her cultivation level, she could naturally feel the destiny lingering on Arthur. The son of destiny is often different from ordinary people. In other words... if someone can stand out from the crowd at a glance, he must be the son of destiny. "Well, the king of Camelot, Arthur Pendragon." The rain master nodded, stepped forward and picked up the broken sword in the stone. The moment he touched it, he was surprised to find something strange. Boom! Thunder roared in the sky! Indistinctly, there seemed to be a huge figure that was unknown thousands of feet tall, appearing and disappearing! The terrifying pressure surged like a tide and an abyss, descending! Instantly, all the great masters of the prehistoric world felt an incredible sense of oppression! "This is..." The six-winged golden cicada casually dropped the corpse of a goblin, and seemed to have sensed something, looking up at the sky. In his eyes, golden light appeared, and he saw the end of the sky and saw the incomparably huge figure! "Heavenly Dao!?" The six-winged golden cicada was shocked, and then reacted, and hurriedly shook his head and murmured: "No, it is far inferior to the Heavenly Dao... Is it the manifestation of the world will of this Celtic mythological world?" The Heavenly Dao of the prehistoric world has endless power. Even the powerful people at the peak of the quasi-saint realm are like sand in the sea in front of it, and they can't be smaller.
Although the six-winged golden cicada is a member of the prehistoric world expedition, he ranks among the top in cultivation, but if he dares to look directly at the Heavenly Dao... the only fate waiting for him is to be struck to death by the might of heaven. How could he be safe and sound now! "However, I didn't expect that the manifestation of the will of the Celtic mythology world... turned out to be a goddess?" The six-winged golden cicada's eyes flickered for a moment, thinking, the legendary goddess of creation who created the Celtic mythology world? "Equivalent to the best in the quasi-saint realm... the realm of killing the first corpse among the three corpses, the middle stage of the quasi-saint realm?" The six-winged golden cicada narrowed his eyes slightly. If it is only the middle stage of the quasi-saint realm... wouldn't it be equivalent to him? It is certainly worth rejoicing to conquer the Kingdom of Camelot, and the harvest must be great. After all, this is the Celtic mythology world, the first kingdom among the twelve kingdoms in the whole territory, and there are countless temples in the royal city. Its heritage and treasures will surely allow a group of great magical powers to return with a full load. But in the final analysis... it is not as good as plundering a goddess of creation! In an instant, endless desires surged in his heart, and a touch of scarlet blood emerged in the eyes of the six-winged golden cicada! He is the leader of the five insects among the five insects, seven birds and nine beasts in the prehistoric world. His desire is far stronger than that of ordinary creatures! And at this moment, the greedy desire... occupied his mind! "Done!" The six-winged golden cicada gritted his teeth, and his true body slowly appeared behind him, fierce and roaring! Boom! The surging blood-colored murderous aura rose up, and the six wings lingered with the mysterious and complex truth, turning into the most fierce edge! The next moment—— The six-winged golden cicada went straight to the sky, and the murderous intent was directed at the goddess of creation who showed her true body... Danu! "Huh?!" "What a big courage, this six-winged golden cicada is going to die!?" "His appetite is really big, a Kingdom of Camelot can't satisfy it... He actually set his sights on the god of creation in this world!" Seeing this, all the great supernatural powers in the prehistoric world were shocked, and immediately understood the goal of the six-winged golden cicada. This is to take the goddess of creation in the Celtic mythology world as prey! The Celtic mythology world is not the Fusang mythology world. The existence of the goddess of creation Danu radiates the entire mythological history. Even the Danu clan was created by her! The six-winged golden cicada dared to attack her... It was really bold! ... At this time!
In the heaven, Fusang Imperial Palace. Di Jun sat cross-legged under the Fusang tree, also looking at the picture reflected in the water mirror. Seeing the six-winged golden cicada rushing straight into the sky, pointing directly at the goddess of creation Danu, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. "Tsk tsk, the idea is good, but unfortunately, you can't do anything to this goddess of creation!" Di Jun shook his head. No matter how weak these mythological worlds appear, they are only weak gods. Those gods of creation... have never been weak! What's more, the Celtic mythological world, even in the mythological world of the heavens, is not a weak myth! That goddess of creation Danu... looks only in the middle stage of the quasi-saint realm, but the actual power she possesses is likely to make the powerful people at the peak of the quasi-saint realm return empty-handed! "If this expedition wants to complete the whole work and completely annex the Celtic mythological world, it will ultimately depend on these two people to take action..." Di Jun muttered to himself, glancing at the other two scenes reflected in the water mirror. Those are the two with the strongest cultivation among the great supernatural powers participating in the expedition in the prehistoric world! ... At the same time! Avalon, the Hall of the Gods. All the gods in the Celtic mythological world are now gathered at the huge round table. In the center of the round table, a cluster of fire emerged, reflecting the current situation of Camelot. After a devastating war... Camelot was completely destroyed. "First it was the Kingdom of Roth, then the Kingdom of Karades, then the Kingdom of Camelot... The Kingdom of Onyx on the other side was also invaded!" Sukrus rubbed his eyebrows and looked at the two seats at the front of the round table, with a strange look on his face. "The key is... In this case, God King Nuada fell into eternal sleep, and he would not wake up until the divine fire was ignited!" "And Ruger just lost all news at this time!"