NCCnovel Chapter 127 The Twisted Camelot
Chapter 127 The Twisted Camelot
The impact of the Great Temple forcibly tore a huge gap in the outer defense of the Tower of the End. Ye Lan followed the tip of the pyramid pierced into the tower and successfully entered the uppermost layer of the royal city - the seat of the Lion King .
Just in time, Fujimaru Tachika and his party also pushed open the door of the Throne Hall, seeing the appearance of the Lion King for the first time.
Indeed, the appearance was the Artoria they knew, but the cold temperament, the fluctuation of magic power and the ruthless eyes showed that the person in front of them was not the King Arthur they were familiar with.
Although Ye Lan had guesses in her heart, she couldn't help but feel depressed when she confirmed it.
Obviously, he and Merlin had only left for a short time, so why did it become like this?
Ye Lan didn't know that Avalon was out of time. He felt that he and Merlin had just spent more than a month in a paradise, but thousands of years had passed outside.
"Lixiang, why are there only a few of you, and where are the others?" Ye Lan frowned slightly, Matthew was not an aggressive follower, Bedi was in poor health, and as for Da Vinci, he hadn't seen her take action much. ...According to this calculation, the complete combat power of one's own side is at most two people.
He doesn't know how strong Arturia is now, but Yelan has heard Merlin say that the holy gun in her hand is the anchor of the world and the incarnation of the tower at the end. Most of the body will be evaporated by the high heat, let alone protect everyone.
From the beginning to the end, the ideas of the two sides did not agree with each other. After only a few minutes of dialogue, the battle began directly.
Matthew is in charge of protecting Fujimaru Tachika, and Da Vinci and himself are the main attackers. This is exactly as Ye Lan expected, but——
"Beddy! Are you dying? How dare you release the treasure!" After finally finding a gap in the battle, Yelan quickly grabbed Bedivere and retreated.
"Mr. Ye, please don't stop me." Bedivere looked at Ye Lan firmly. Although there was unbearable physical pain in his eyes, more of his determination was shining like stars and extremely firm.
"This is my mission, my sin, please don't stop me."
Ye Lan had never seen such an expression before.
So sad, so sad, but also so - happy.
I seem to have missed a lot of things...
"Okay..." Ye Lan didn't let go of Bedivere, but clenched his wrist even harder, turning half of the remaining energy into his body with healing abilities, "I don't Know exactly what happened, but let me give my strength to your wish."
"Thank you, Mr. Ye." Only Bedivere knew that even if Yelan delayed his body from collapsing, his journey had come to an end.
"Holy Lance, pull out the anchor! It is the anchor of the storm that tears the sky and connects the earth, and shines from the end of the world—Rhongomyniad!!!"
The power of the crowd was ultimately lost to Altria, who had become a deity. Ye Lan smiled wryly, and was about to explode all his energy to protect the crowd. As for what would happen to him afterwards, he had no energy left to think about it.
However, at this moment, a young but full of enlightenment scolded: "I——I won't lose!"
"Master, please give me strength!"
"Please look at it, Director! I will definitely prove it—the basics of human theory!"
Yelan remembered.
The shield held by Galahad is based on the center of the chalk city of Camelot - the round table where the knights of the round table sit as the ultimate protection of the shield. Its strength is proportional to the spirit of the user, as long as the heart Unless you give in, the walls will never fall!
"That is the hometown that can heal all wounds and all grievances, and we wait...Reveal!—The ideal city (Lord Camelot) that is now far away!"
The Lion King sneered disdainfully: "Interesting, just how long can your slender arm last!"
Even though Matthew persisted with all her strength, she kept slipping backwards, and the safe zone that everyone could live in was gradually reduced.
Yelan walked up to Ma Xiu, stretched out her hand, and supported their chalk city together: "Because the most important people are behind us, we can't lose, right?"
"Hi!" Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Fujimaru Tachika with a worried expression on his face, Mash showed a bright smile, and also surged with infinite strength, "I want to protect my senior, so——I can't lose!"
"Mr. Bedivere...?" Hearing Da Vinci's low cry, Ye Lan turned her head with difficulty, and saw Bedivere walking towards the two of them.
"You can't come here, Beddy! Your body can't bear the magic fluctuation here!" However, he could only shout in vain, watching Bedivere walk towards the two of them step by step.
"Mr. Ye, at the end, it's really great to meet you again."
"Knight Kyrieilat, please keep in mind that the city of chalk will change according to the mood of the owner. If there is selfishness, the stain will open up and be defeated by raging waves, but if there is no confusion in your heart, it will last forever. won't collapse."
"...Who are you?" The Lion King finally confirmed the existence of Bedivere at this time.
It seems to be a knight, a knight who knows Lord Galahad very well...Why, she has no memory of this person?
"Your Majesty, don't be confused. After seeing this, your memory will become clearer." Bedivere completely and finally released the treasure of his right arm, "hold the sword tightly, the silver arm ( Switch-onAgateram) - now is the time to cut off the light of sanctions!"
"...that light...I know, I know, it is...!" The Lion King shook his head, trying to shake off the sudden flood of memories and——feelings .
Not only the Lion King, Ye Lan is also very familiar with this brilliance.
How could he, who had been by Arturia's side for more than ten years, fail to recognize that radiant holy sword of the stars——Excalibur!
However, as far as Ye Lan knows, there is only one person who can shape Excalibur into Bedivere's arm.
"Beddy! You and Merlin, what are you hiding from me!" But Yelan's face was not the anger of being deceived, but pain, because Bedivere's body was collapsing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Romani, who was looking at the various values of the crowd, naturally saw Bedivere's extremely abnormal value, or it was too normal...so normal, just like a human being.
"Mr. Ye, I'm sorry, please allow me to express my apology." Bedivere smiled peacefully, as if he couldn't feel the pain of his collapse, "I know the reason why the Lion King has gone bad, and I have been hiding it from everyone. Feel sorry."
"I committed a crime because I didn't want to lose the king. I committed a stupid and unforgivable sin." Bedivere turned to face the Lion King, "In that forest, I hesitated. Return the sword to the fairy in the lake, but then you will die; for fear of such an outcome, I failed to return the holy sword three times."
"When I returned to the forest for the third time, you had lost track, and I found out later...Because the holy sword was not returned, the king couldn't even die."
"The king picked up the holy spear that was left around him, and became the king of the undead wandering around the world... In order to atone for my sins, I have been looking for you, always, always, no matter how many years have passed, always, always ..."
"1500 years... This is 1500 years! During such a long time, have you continued the journey of redemption alone?" Romani was very surprised and very sad.
When he was a child, Yelan told him that he had wandered for thousands of years. At that time, he had no feelings and could not understand the almost hopeless loneliness that Yelan felt. But now, he has become a normal human being, a Human beings who can understand Bedivere and Yelan's pain.
But compared to Ye Lan, Bedivere's 500 years were more tormented.
The holy sword will stop the physical aging of the holder, but the human spirit is not immortal, and every second after exceeding the lifespan is a torture to the soul.
Yelan bit her lower lip tightly, and didn't know if she bit it: "Beddy, after I left, what happened to Camelot, everyone, Al...?"
Bedivere smiled wryly, and told Ye Lan about that unbearable and bloody dark history.
"If I hadn't left, would Al have been able to..." Ye Lan was in a daze.
He saw Mordred's admiration and admiration for Arturia, so he understood that the former's rebellion must be due to his difficulties, and he did not blame Mordred.
He was angry at himself, why, why didn't he follow Al!
Even if he didn't go to the battlefield in person, it would still allow Al and more people to survive.
"Mr. Ye, please don't blame yourself." Bedivere knew that Ye Lan would blame himself, so he never told the end of himself and others.
"When I went to Avalon to visit Merlin, I asked him: Did the destruction of Britain be foreseen? He gave me a positive answer, and told me that this is the established and irresistible fate of Britain. "
"I don't know whether fate is the only one and whether it can be defied, but Merlin obviously felt that he couldn't do it, so he avoided it early. He also expected that Mr. Ye would not accept it, so he took you away with him."
Yelan closed her eyes tightly and sighed sadly: "...What do you want to do, Beddy?"
"I want to return the holy sword to the king. Let the king, myself, and Camelot end the curtain. Mr. Ye, would you help me?" Bedivere stretched out his hand with a smile.
"...Of course." Ye Lan knew that the Lion King and Bedivere were no longer alive, and letting their souls rest in peace was the best relief.
Listening to the two talking about the Lion King, I finally remembered my most dependent brother and most loyal knight: "Mr. Bedivere, do you want to challenge me as a human?!"
"Yes, Bedivere, Knight of the Round Table, as the good side, at this very moment, crusade against evil, crusade against my king!"
Yelan held Bedivere's left hand and faced Artoria together: "Don't forget, there is me...Bedy, go! All my strength is given to you to complete the task." Your mission!"
"Eat my soul and run, Silver Meteor! Flicker, Silver Arm (Dead End, Agateram)!"
Only the holy sword Excalibur shaped by stars can deal with Rhongomyniad, the anchor of the planet; only the last knight who can witness her death can kill the king of the undead.
"My king, this time, I can finally return this sword."
"...Yes, you have done a good job, my last and best knight - Lord Bedivere." A warm smile appeared on the ice-cold and beautiful face of the Lion King, "St. The sword has indeed been returned, and you deserve credit for fulfilling your mission perfectly."
Bedivere's body gradually turned into clods and collapsed, but his mood was unprecedentedly relaxed.
Wang...it's great to see your smile again at the end, the same unforgettable King Arthur's smile as that day...