"You are all rebelling. Are the entire Rangers a mole?" Facing his former superior, Arthur snorted disdainfully.
Zach sneered nonchalantly: "No, we were originally ordered by Queen Morgan to infiltrate the Knights of the North. We do not belong to the Knights of the North, so there is no such thing as betrayal."
"You are really capable of brainwashing the entire knights into thinking that you are your companions." Arthur shook the sword in his hand, ready to attack at any time, "but that's all. I have never been friends with you, nor will I."
We are companions. Our fate (Kama) ends here------die!!"
The King of Knights suddenly interrupted the conversation, and the holy sword in his hand had drawn a golden arc and swept towards Zach's chest!
Keng! The black-armored knight raised his sword to block, fending off King Arthur's attack with a very clean and neat technique.
"It's a pity. I have always regarded you as a friend." Zach whispered.
"From the moment you surrendered and became a minion of darkness, it was destined that we could not be friends!!" The King of Knights swept out three swords, each sword was fast and hard, attacking Zach's upper, middle and lower body.
Three ways!
Dang Dang Dang! Not to be outdone, the black armored knight waved his black sword and fended off all attacks crisply.
Arthur didn't stop after three consecutive attacks. He had already formed a dragon flame fireball with his left hand and threw it at Zach's face from close range!
"Hmm!" Zack groaned, raising his left arm high to block the fireball. The flames exploded on his arm armor, burning half of his arm and half of his face.
"Sure enough---" Arthur had already stepped back ten yards, observing his opponent from a distance, "I have felt that your swordsmanship is a bit familiar from a long time ago. Is that really the case?"
Zach put his arms down, and traces of makeup were exposed under his half-burned "face".
"Your swordsmanship is exactly the swordsmanship passed down from the Pantoraken family -" the King of Knights pointed at his opponent with his holy sword, "even if you change your moves and deliberately conceal it, you can't hide it from my eyes."
------The little moves you make are exactly the same as his. I watched him practice swordsmanship when I was a child, and I know it better than anyone else!
Show your true colors, Zack!---No, I should call you...[Grand Duke]?"
"Hmph hum hum, ha ha ha ha ha ha!" The black armored knight gradually changed from a soft sneer to a loud and heroic laugh, and the disguise on his face also shook off a lot along with the trembling of his body: "I really can't hide anything.
You, Arthur!"
The black-armored knight grabbed his neck and tore it hard! The camouflage layer on his face was immediately torn apart, and Zach's prototype appeared.
The faint green light of the lightsaber in the hands of the black-armored knight lit up the darkness.
The green light shone brightly, reflecting the resolute and thin face of the celestial knight Uther D. Pantorakon.
The same green light also reflected the more resolute and thinner face of Uther's son, Arthur D. Pantorakon.
Like father, like son.
"What a bad fate." Arthur muttered in a low voice, but there was endless anger burning quietly in his heart, "Who copied you? Morgose? Morgan? Why can't you let your father truly rest in peace?
, you want to make a fake copy and blaspheme the dead? Gunther is like this, and now you are also like this?!"
"Well, God knows." Replicant Uther's face showed a subtle expression, which was composed of confusion and sigh, mixed with complex emotions of love and alienation.
"I only know that this is probably the script that Queen Morgan is looking forward to---she must want to take advantage of this to satirize us.
We are obviously father and son, but at this moment, we are killing each other.
---That woman has such a dark heart!"
"If you don't want to, just don't listen to that woman." Arthur replied in a cold tone.
"You know that's impossible." Uther, the clone, smiled bitterly. As the Emerald Knight, he had no choice but to follow his master's orders.
The King of Knights kept telling himself that the man in front of him was not his real father.
No, even Arthur himself is not the real Arthur, he is just a copy of the little boy who was once called "Arthur"---"Android No. 9".
At the same time, the front line in Rome and the medical room in Brindisi.
"Ugh." Albert was lying on the bed, still feeling a splitting headache.
"It's really useless," the Gaia knight Kador on the side said sarcastically. "You can't die even if you are stabbed through the heart with a sword, but you are lying flat because of a little poison?"
The tiger boy frowned, and the black tiger stripes on his brows turned into a smiling "w": "Why do you know that my heart was stabbed through?"
"Why?" Cador was stunned for a moment, and then said matter-of-factly: "No need to ask, His Majesty King Arthur's dragon ride has a battle recorder."
(Kador is responsible for the final preparation of the dragon knight.)
"...Okay." Albert had nothing to say and had to lie quietly.
At this moment, a leopard girl peeked outside the door, and her actions were seen by Kador.
"Come in if you have anything to say." Kador shouted bluntly, "I have to leave too. The battleship summoned by Grand Duke Hall is about to leave for the battlefield on the wall of the world. I have to go and help."
"Uh, I want to--" Albert wanted to say that he also wanted to help.
But he was interrupted by Kador: "Just stay here and be honest!"
"Meow meow..." Al shrank back from the roar.
"Huhu..." When she passed Kador, the snow leopard girl Deanna chuckled.
She watched Kador leave, and when she saw that the entire medical room was deserted (only Robl was sleeping soundly on the bed beside him), she slowly walked into the room: "He is right, you need to rest."
"If I don't do anything to help, I will cause trouble." Albert laughed at himself, "That's what that guy thinks anyway."
"No way. You have already helped a lot." Deanna sat down in front of Al's hospital bed, poured a glass of water from the kettle, and handed it to the tiger boy: "Just wait patiently. King Arthur and his
The army will definitely take care of the affairs of the World Wall and come back to sign a peace agreement with us. This war will end soon, and peace will definitely come."
"God knows." Al looked out from the glass window of the fortress.
There happened to be a huge anti-gravity battleship flying by in the suburbs. The huge Roman imperial emblem was inlaid on the hull, which was very impressive.
That thing is about to set off for the main battlefield of the World Wall to join Arthur and others.
It is a blessing that mankind's last war will not be against the orcs, but against darkness.
But what if that battleship was used in a war with the orcs? Just imagine what a miserable scene it would be if the human fleet fought against the orc fleet.
Through the efforts of King Arthur and Diana, peace is indeed possible. However, humans and orcs still keep their own trump cards and will not really trust each other. Once one party breaches the contract, a more intense war will be inevitable. Peace talks can give
The "peace" we bring is just peace on paper.
As long as the survival problems of the orcs are not solved, the peace on paper will not be stable, like a sapling crumbling in the wind and rain.
Albert thought of the scene when Arthur extended his hand to him, asking for a handshake as a friend. In his heart, he was willing to believe in the King of Knights. But the reality was very disappointing. Unless Arthur really had superhuman abilities and could create [miracles]
], otherwise, peace must be just an empty talk.
Albert, who was worried, took a sip from the water glass, thinking about it, but also confused at the same time.
Deanna saw through the mind of the tiger boy, and in order to encourage Albert, she did something that shocked him extremely.
She held the tiger man's face, kissed Al's forehead gently.
"Uh! What are you doing?!" Albert was kissed by such an unexpected kiss, and his heartbeat could not help but accelerate. A blush appeared on the white tiger's face: the blood in the skin passed through the hair of the translucent hollow structure,
Projected on the surface of the fur.
The Khajiit's face turned redder than the reddest a human could ever blush.
"Idiot, why are you shy?" Deanna chuckled.
"Well, I---" Albert turned away, trying his best to hide the shame on his face. Without knowing the inside story, he couldn't understand the true meaning of Deanna's kiss. He thought it was an expression of love.
And he actually likes Snow Leopard Girl a little bit.
No. It should be said that he liked her very much. Along the way, Al developed a kind of admiration for Deanna without knowing it. Even he himself couldn't tell where this feeling came from.
He just felt that Deanna had a familiar aura on her body. A very nostalgic, family-like aura.
He thought it was a boy's admiration for a girl.
---If he knew the truth, Albert would probably go crazy.
"Wait...when everything is over..." the tiger boy muttered shyly, afraid of letting the other party hear, but also hoping that the other party would hear, "I... let's go play together, okay?"
"
"Go and play? Well, okay." Deanna smiled softly, and this smile had already fascinated Albert. "After everything is over, where is the best place for us to go to play? --- By the way,
You must go to the World Wall and see that magnificent wall up close."
"Of course." Hearing Deanna agree, Albert suddenly felt that it didn't matter where he went.
What matters is just being with her.
"Deanna, I...I like..." The tiger boy held back hard, trying to say the words that had been hidden in his heart for a long time, "Hi, hi, I...I like..."
....＂
"What?" Deanna looked at Al with curiosity and expectation, not knowing what Albert wanted to say.
"I, I like..." Albert tried again and again, but was always unable to say it out. His tongue seemed to be tied up, and he couldn't function at the critical moment.
He took a deep breath, and finally summoned up the greatest courage to say all the words in his heart: "I like---!"
But he was only halfway through his words when he was interrupted by great surprise.
A dagger glowing with dark green poisonous light stabbed out of Deanna's chest.