At this moment, Farrell was suddenly trembling all over. Novel.
He then hugged his head and squatted down directly. No matter how the clown's fist hit his body, it seemed that there was no pain at all.
Finally... the clown gave up and continued to attack this guy.
"I'm back...ah!!!"
Suddenly, Farrell stood up, and a violent aura emanated from him like a tornado. In a moment of astonishment, he had already crossed the distance and appeared directly in front of the clown.
The clown's superhuman perception was actually unable to capture the opponent's movements. Next, under his incredible gaze, Farrell reached out and tore off the holy armor on his body and tore off his breastplate!
"Go away!!"
After tearing off the clown's breastplate, he then punched Mr. Clown's body out and was directly smashed into the ground!
At this time, Farrell, who had grabbed a breastplate of the Clown's Holy Armor, set his sights directly on Caesar.
Caesar has the blood of an orc, but at this moment... he is the real beast!
flash.
He had no time to react, and his chest had been directly bombarded... The purple-black holy armor was shattered by the bombardment in an instant, turned into light, and returned to the holy seal. At the same time, [Indestructible Lake Light] had been destroyed
The opponent seizes it.
With just one punch, Caesar was directly bombarded and knocked into the building.
But in just a blink of an eye, Caesar and the Joker were defeated at the hands of Farrell.
Farrell didn't stop. He didn't even look at the Catherines of Doomsday Myth. He looked like crazy. He raised his breastplate as a shield with one hand and [Indestructible Lake Light] in the other, and rushed towards the place.
Where the black light emanates!
The engraving of the elf shines brightly on the sword blade, but under the dark brilliance, it is like a firefly.
"Devil...die!!"
The roar resounded, and Farrell rushed in frantically, raised the [Indestructible Lake Light] in his hand, and slashed directly towards Pukins without saying a word!
At this moment, Sir Pugins only felt a steady stream of vitality, which began to pour into his body from the [Holy Grail] through his hands.
The old skin began to regain its firmness, and the gray hair became pitch black... The skinny body also became stronger bit by bit.
He was going through a process from aging to rejuvenation. This wonderful feeling of regaining control of life directly caused him to get lost in the endless sea of enthusiasm.
When Farrell's sword struck, he suddenly woke up from this wonderful feeling... He looked so frightened and frightened that everything would eventually be shattered by Farrell's blow!
"No!!!" Jazz shouted angrily!
But the target of Farrell's attack was not him...but the [Holy Grail] he was holding!
Zheng!!!
[Indestructible Lake Light] broke through the black light at this moment and struck directly at the rim of the [Holy Grail]. Only the sound of the collision was heard... like that huge bell!
The whole city shook!
Click!
broken.
What was broken was the [Indestructible Lake Light]. The blade directly shattered into pieces like stardust in front of Farrell, and what followed was a stream of energy released from the [Holy Grail].
The huge force blasted him away!
The holy armor, breastplate and shield in his hand was directly shattered by the release of this force... I saw Farrell's hands intertwined in front of him to protect him... Two long strips scraped out by his legs were left on the ground.
long traces.
He was wearing a white suit that was in tatters, and a large area of his body was exposed. There was boiling steam coming out... The skin was covered with burnt flesh everywhere.
He blocked it... but at the same time, he became even more confused, crazy... and even frightened.
At this moment, he suddenly pressed his head with both hands. The moment he looked at the [Holy Grail] again, his whole body started to tremble. Countless fallen figures appeared in his eyes... faces of despair.
Each and every one of his former comrades and companions who were killed by him during the rebellion.
It seemed as if they were laughing at him, as if they were scolding him... They rushed up one after another, started to choke his neck, and grabbed his hands and feet.
The earth seemed to have turned into a mire, and countless undead stretched out their hands from the mire... In the darkness, they seemed to drag him completely into the mire.
"Don't come over... don't come over here!!!!"
Turn around... rush out, escape.
"Don't follow me!! Don't follow me!! I didn't kill it... I didn't kill it!! Get away!!!!"
The madness and panic of the most powerful knight in history instantly stunned everyone... He actually escaped like this.
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While stunned, everyone secretly breathed a sigh of relief. After all, no one wanted to face this monster again.
It's just... what kind of terrifying thing would it take for him to be so frightened that he would even run away in panic like a coward?
No one knew... They just subconsciously looked at the black light that had not dissipated, and felt a trembling feeling slowly arise in their hearts.
Catherine folded her arms in fear at this time.
In the distance, Miss Witch, who thought she was sure of victory, and who was happy to enjoy the success and hide even though she didn't know what Farrell was going to do, felt a powerful force that instantly plunged her soul into boundless darkness.
She's not much better than Farrell.
After screaming, the witch fled from this place.
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Laughter, first a chuckle, and then the kind of arrogant laughter that Sir Pugins himself felt would never appear in him, just appeared like this.
He was not arrogant, otherwise he would not have carefully planned everything, and would not have waited until he was gray-haired to start all of this. However, the power that surged into his body made him instantly lost in a whirlpool of seemingly infinite power.
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Even the most powerful knight in history, under the power of the [Holy Grail], fled like a lost dog... I saw it, I saw it all with my own eyes!
The power seemed to open up all of Jazz's nerves in an instant, and an indescribable feeling of exhilaration overwhelmed his calmness... Calmness, strategy, and thinking, how could they be used under such invincible power.
The arrogant eyes of non-humans, the natural contempt for ordinary humans... It's not that they are arrogant, but that when their power reaches this level, they no longer need to care about all the constraints in the world.
"very nice."
The power of the [Holy Grail] is still coming continuously... The more the best products are sacrificed, the more powerful its effect will be!
Pugins looked at his already strong arms with fascination, feeling the youthful vitality in every part of his body, and the transformation from a white-haired old man to a strong man.
He stopped laughing wildly, and then softly called: "[mordred]!"
I saw a huge holy seal appearing on his chest at this moment. At the same time...a set of holy armor secretly hidden in the manor disappeared in an instant, and then appeared on the knight's body.
The moment his palm touched it, the holy armor turned into a stream of light, covering Sir Pugins' body.
The more powerful power of [mordred]'s holy armor began to flow into his body.
Sir Pugins threw a punch at this moment.
boom!
With one blow, most of the entire ruined palace was destroyed!
He slowly raised the arm that raised his fist and shook it... At this moment, it seemed as if the whole world was already in the palm of his hand.
He suddenly waved his hand.
In the completely destroyed royal auditorium, the floor cracked open, and broken stones and damaged furniture were pushed aside.
The cracked floor appeared, and steps began to emerge... On the steps, a huge throne that was finally blended with various materials here appeared in front of him.
Sir Pugins glanced at the [Holy Grail] in his hand with satisfaction... It was like a scepter that allowed him to control the world at will... Everything acted according to his will.
He was immersed in this pleasant feeling and walked step by step towards the throne on the steps.
What no one noticed was that when the black light of the [Holy Grail] emitted, the Knight Lancelot who was buried under the gravel had a trace of black mist quietly wrapped around his body...
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Rumble…
Among the collapsed buildings, a figure turned over the huge stone that fell on him, and then staggered out... Mr. Clown.
At this time, Mr. Clown held his shoulder with one hand, and his steps were a little frivolous...but he still walked towards the Royal Auditorium step by step.
Along the way, Mr. Clown saw Catherine, Judas and a few others... They were gathered together at this time, looking a little confused, as if they were looking for Caesar.
Mr. Clown ignored it and walked into the auditorium. Although the dome was broken, the auditorium lit up with a brilliant light.
On the steps, at the huge throne, Pugins, wearing holy armor, was holding his chin in one hand, looking down from the throne, and the [Holy Grail] was still in his hand.
In front of him, his adopted son Offen was kneeling on one knee in front of him.
And Simpson, who was seriously injured but still managed to crawl out from the burial... also knelt down in front of Pukins.
The same goes for Her Majesty the Queen... Her Majesty the Queen is surrounded by haloes and restraints... Her Majesty the Queen is lowering her head at this moment, but her expression is obviously not very good-looking.
"Dagonet." Pukins moved his gaze forward, "Fortunately, my knight... It is indeed a bit reluctant to ask you to resist Farrell. Come forward!"
Mr. Clown shrugged, came to the side of Simpson and Offee, and knelt on one knee on the ground.
I heard Pugins suddenly say at this time: "I will be crowned king here...Ophen!"
Offen nodded at this moment, and then stood up directly. What he was holding in his hands was the ancient crown he had brought with him from the beginning.
He held the crown, lowered his head, and walked up the steps step by step. But at this time, Pugins suddenly waved his hand and said: "Wait a minute, my child."
Orphen's expression changed slightly, and then he raised his head in surprise, only to see that Pukins was not looking at him at this time, but looking up at the night sky.
He then raised his head.
I saw silhouettes standing in the air above the broken dome of the auditorium... probably not thirty or forty.
Each of these people wore gray-black robes, covering their faces... Each of them exuded a strong aura of magic.
Sir Pugins glanced casually, then smiled, looking at Her Majesty the Queen standing quietly at the foot of the steps, "It seems that your support has finally arrived... What I am more curious about is, how did you do it?"
Please touch these magicians, Elizabeth?"
"Probably, the mining rights of those mineral deposits in the Eastern Secret Land were transferred." Her Majesty the Queen raised her head, "Now that I think about it, I am really quite a spendthrift."
"The east..." Pukins frowned. He knew the amount of mineral deposits in that place... Those secret minerals are all very precious magic materials. "You are really willing to give up."
"After all, you are always by my side."
Her Majesty the Queen looked quite helpless at this time, "So, why can't you be more careful... Pugins, go back. In fact, I am still more used to your gray hair, which makes me feel that time has actually passed.
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"ridiculous."
Pugins shook his head, and then slowly stood up from the throne, "Perhaps in your eyes, inhuman power has no concept at all... Even the gap between ordinary knights and twelve knights, in
In your opinion, is it really just the difference between a boxer and an ordinary person? Sometimes, quantity does not determine victory... In this regard, Mr. Prime Minister has actually verified it."
"Is there really only one battle?" The Queen sighed, "Pkins..."
"Do you really think that these people from the Magicians Association can fight against me now?"
Pugins waved his hand, "It doesn't matter. Since you are crowning me, of course you need some spectators... Although the number of people is not large, but if they are all magicians, it is not bad."
One of the many magicians who had been staring at the sky suddenly said: "This is the trophy that was distributed to your knight organization after the war... [Holy Grail]."
"It seems that you are also familiar with that period of history." Pugins said calmly: "Maybe you are still very young and don't know its true power."
"That's not necessarily the case."
This man with a small light bird standing on his shoulder... Mr. Ace, one of the four deacons of the Magician Association's Secret Tower, smiled at this time and said: "When it comes to trophies, we have different secrets.
Two pieces?"
"Are you planning to go to war with me on behalf of the Magicians Association?" Pukins asked expressionlessly.
"No." Butler Ace shook his head, "I am just representing the Magicians Association to complete the employment tasks entrusted by our employer."
"In this way..." Pugins shook his head with regret, and then sighed: "I will let you see my current power, and then give you another chance... to choose, surrender, or... become me
sacrifice."
With that said, Pugins punched out casually... and the wave of light from the punch rushed straight away.
Everyone in the Magician's Association troops seemed to have been prepared. They raised their hands at this moment. But before they launched their magic, two figures came with lightning and blocked the fist light.
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When the light dissipated, these two figures landed in the auditorium... One of them was wearing azure blue holy armor.
They... simultaneously looked at Pukins on the throne with heavy expressions.
"Oh... Gareth, and Bedivere, you are here too." Pugins smiled slightly and opened his hands: "Are you here to celebrate the birth of the new king... knights!"
"Mr. Pukins...is it really you?" Gareth looked sad, "For his own selfish reasons...is it really you?"
"Actually, you think I did something wrong, is that true?" Pugins shook his head, "Why don't you think that under my leadership, Britain will return to the honor of being the most powerful country in the world... Why not
Think I can do better?"
"I'm sorry, I cannot agree with this brutal success." Gareth took a deep breath and slowly pulled out his sword, "Mr. Pukins, please turn back!"
When Gareth activated the weapon, dozens of black shadows emerged from behind Bedivere, densely appearing in the auditorium. Several of them were directly guarding Her Majesty the Queen.
around.
"I've frightened you, Her Majesty the Queen." Bedivere said in a deep voice at this time: "I'm sorry that you saw this kind of thing inside the knight organization... We will clear it up immediately."
"Hahahahaha!" Pugins's carnival-like laughter reappeared... It is difficult to define his state at this time. Maybe his personality has not changed, but he has been affected in some way.
I no longer have to keep myself calm all the time...it's obviously more enjoyable to do whatever I want.
"You guys are not good enough!" Pugins' eyes suddenly became crazy.
"What if you add us?"
Outside the Royal Auditorium, an old voice suddenly sounded... followed by several figures who quickly broke into the auditorium.
After these figures, two old men slowly walked in... They were clearly the only two remaining elders of the Knight Agency, the people in charge of the Odinbao and the Birmingham Knight Agency respectively.
And after them... I saw that Catherine, Judas, Tip and Tobas, the core members of the Doomsday Myth, had all been restrained and escorted in by a dozen knights.
