Gate of Apocalypse

Chapter 256 [S-Level?!] (top)

The leaching rain is as if it had never been wrapped up before.

The rain swept over London City, and the streets were washed away as if they were much cleaner. The car on the road slowly opened and the pedestrian shadow on the side of the road hurried.

The ancient London Bridge is in this rain screen, as if it were a classical oil painting.

Above the sky came a sudden lightning bolt.

The light fell over London City and then suddenly scattered.

The whole of London City, overlooking it, seemed that there was a huge light screen between the heavens and the earth that began to sweep fast.

Police lifted the barrier in front of Westminster Cathedral.

The Tower of London is busy cleaning up those workers and equipment that have been damaged.

On a street, as if it had experienced a terrorist attack, a collapsed floor and broken windows...

It's all, like, under the light screen, fast restoration.

It's like a video rewind.

The light flashes fast, and then disappears.

On the street, as if everything was different.

Taxis that used to drive down the street seem to have just slowed out of the garage.

The passers-by, who was struggling with the umbrella, sat in their own living room and tasted afternoon tea.

The policeman who was angrily catching the thief returned to the police car with the freshly-picked fries, while the thief, wearing a thick leather coat, slowly walked past the police car and whistled...

The city is still the city, and people are still these people.

But the node of time, it's like a lot of turning back and forth...

……

Under the London Bridge, three people came from the rain screen.

No one knows when the three men appeared. Even the pedestrians on the side of the road did not look here, as if they had been standing here all along.

They were surrounded by an old wagon, which, also under the light, was restored to a black SUV.

Chen Xiaoxiao looked at the broken leather coat on his body, and the blood water was washed away by the rain, and then quickly turned into a modern suit - the exact one he wore a few days ago.

Tires and spare tires, full of tiredness on the face and a hint of luck.

“I think… we should find a temple to burn incense when we get back this time. ”

The spare tire looked at his one-armed arm and laughed bitterly.

“Buy your ticket now. Then contact Roddy, he should be waiting for us outside of downtown London.” Chen Xiaolian lowered his voice.

“Okay, let's head to the airport.” Tire nodded.

“You go first... I... I need to go somewhere!” Chen Xiaolian looked at the sky, looked at the rain screen, took a deep breath, but his eyes were incredibly firm!

……

Chen Xiaoliang walked to the door of that private museum.

The damaged bronze statues in the yard, as well as the shattered buildings, have been restored.

He stood across the street and watched as a car slowly drove out of the museum.

Although the window was closed, Chen Xiaocao still saw the person sitting inside.

A middle-aged, silver-haired butler in the front row.

And in the rear row, in a rare position, is that beautiful, indifferent young countess.

Chen Xiaolian's mouth revealed a strange smile, and the smile seemed to contain a hint of bitterness.

He walked across the street and trampled his leather boots in the water.

……

Standing in the rain, Chen Xiaoliang rang the doorbell on the fence door.

Soon, a small door opened and Chen Xiaoliang stepped in and walked into a short house next to the main building.

The door was open and Chen Xiaoliang walked in and felt the heat inside.

There is still warm tea on the table.

The middle-aged man, Ambler, sat quietly there, facing the door.

Looking up, he glanced at Chen Xiaoliang and his eyes seemed slightly relieved: “You're back alive. ”

Chen Xiaolei walked in and shut the door at will, but glanced at the wall next to the door... a black long handle umbrella.

“I was lucky, I couldn't have won, but... lucky.” Chen Xiaolian walked over and sat at the table.

“Take off your coat. This rain is so sad.” Ambler smiled lightly: “I just made tea, had a drink, and drove the cold. ”

Chen Xiaolian took off his coat and hung himself on the back of the chair. Sitting in front of Ambler, he held up a cup of tea in front of him and drank it.

“That's not how tea works. ”

Chen Xiaocai frowned: “If you are alive, one more drink is one. ”

Ambler laughed: “Looks like… this copy is tough? ”

Chen Xiaocai thought about it and shook his head: “I said... just lucky. ”

“King William wins the throne? Is the process difficult? ”

Chen Xiaocai's eyes were a little tranced, and it seemed that a picture appeared in his mind...

……

Boom!!

When King William raises his sword in stone and rushes towards Harold, no one will think that Harold used only one sword to chop King William's sword...

Fly out!!

Just like a giant facing a child's challenge!

Win without suspense!

It's almost a crush!

King William knelt on his knees, barely holding his body down with the sword in his hand, his hands filled with blood! There's blood in your mouth too!

The soldiers nearby shook up, someone immediately yelled and tried to raise their weapons and rush towards Harold...

At this point, Harold finally revealed the true face of copies of the plot BOSS.

His sword rested on the ground, looking up at the sky, his mouth softly moaning:

“God gives me the kingdom, who can deny it! ”

Terrible golden glow, centered on the position where Harold stood, about 30 meters in diameter around, all Norman Corps soldiers suddenly couldn't stand, powerful power, as if it didn't belong to the world!

No soldier can continue to hold the weapon in his hand and point it at Harold!

Then someone starts kneeling down on the ground!

Although struggling, distorted, growling, no one can move one step further towards Harold's position!

Even including Chen Xiaoliang himself.

Nor could he move, as if he had found that his body was no longer under his command! You can't even get half a step closer to Harold!

At this time, the only one who can barely stand tall and take his sword back to Harold is...

King William!

And his... Sword in the Stone!

Sword of Choice!!

……

“This copy, have you ever been through?” Chen Xiaolian narrowed his eyes and looked at Ambler in front of him.

Ambler's fingers were long and steady, and he held a cup of tea steadily and slowly sipped.

But in the face of Chen Xiaocai's words, Ambler did not mean to answer.

Chen Xiaocai sighed low: “At that moment, I thought I was going to lose this task. Harold is too powerful. He's not a mortal! His powers are even comparable to those of a class B monster I've seen.

Most importantly, the system restricts our participation in this duel.

I can only stand by and watch the battle… knowing that King William is only an ordinary man, I challenge a non-human opponent.

I thought I was gonna lose. ”

“And then what? And now you're sitting here in peace.” Ambler laughed.

“Yes… because I suddenly think of something.” Chen Xiaoliang took a deep breath: “The system does not publish tasks that cannot be accomplished! ”

The system does not publish incomplete tasks.

In that sentence, Ambler suddenly jumped at the corner of his eye.

He put down his teacup and quietly looked at Chen Xiaolian, sighing.

Chen Xiaolian whispered: “The exchange of witchcraft! ”

After a pause, he grinned. “I almost got it wrong. I thought those redeeming witchcraft were used to win this war, to give soldiers the courage, strength, change the wind in their favor, exchange the sunlight in their favor... and even exchange for some cavalry treading impulse holding...

These are obscene tricks! ”

Chen Xiaocao said this and slapped the table harshly, biting his teeth and smiling bitterly: “Actually, this is a pit, let's see if you can see it clearly.

This is the battle for the throne, and what ultimately determines the outcome is the confrontation between the two kings.

A challenger of the throne, to challenge a king.

The point is, can Harold himself be killed?

Well, most of those redeemable witchcraft projects are trash! It's useless.

There are only two things that work:

Firstly, he designates a person and reduces the damage by half.

Secondly, the other party's designated character, double the damage!

If the two projects are used, they can directly close the four times the strength gap! ”

Ambler laughed: "So... did you use it? Do you have enough points for the last time? ”

Chen Xiaoliang smiled hard.

Reduce damage by half - redeem points for 150 points.

Double the target's damage - redeem for 150 points.

The system's stuck!

That's exactly 300 points!

Also, in battle, I used a courage and wasted 50 points.

It wasn't enough.

But fortunately... with the points of the guy named Conan.

Conan contributed 100% points to himself...

……

When King William finally chopped a sword on Harold, the Stone Sword burst into a stunning light!

Above the blade, shining brilliance, instantly pressed down Harold's golden light!

A whisper broke Harold's sword.

[System Tip: Special Equipment Stone Sword, excites incidental skills: Break the blade, cut off the other party's weapon.

The blade went down smoothly, sliced into Harold's wrist and bled out!

[System Tip: Special Equipment Stone Sword, with the blood of the King's enemies, activates 90%, activates affiliated skills: King's Power, equips users with Weilin, eliminates any negative spiritual effects on their own.

One of Harold's broken hands flew up in the air, his tall body backing away!