My Wife, King Arthur
Chapter 224 King to King
Chapter 234 King to King
PS: I cried, the state is wrong, I started to hold it again ~ It's not Kevin, the 8,000 outline doesn't feel like Kevin at all, but I can't find the state, why?
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PS4: This book was actually a huge loss last month. We only came out on the 20th. In the face of the siege of many new books of the great gods, we stayed at the end of the month for 25 places on the monthly ticket list, but I'm sure we won't even be able to get in the top 10 at the beginning of the month. But when this month comes, even if this book is an old book, we have to fight with potatoes and thunder gods, it really is a huge loss... but because of you, I still think I won't lose! (My PS doesn't charge, does everyone already know that?
The fighting has lasted for four hours.
Even the mightier ones have already started to get hurt, and the swords that have been continuously dispatched by Keiral to help kill the twenty awakeners are all panting. If Keiral's calm heart hadn't pressed, I'm afraid someone would have awakened already? The sword in a state of intense combat simply cannot feel its demonic power at a level, and low-level warriors are likely to wake up at once because of excessive force.
Kerall's magic has been instrumental in suppressing alien energies, and many of the warriors used his power to push back.
But even so, the swords are exhausted!
Many people can't even hold their swords steadily and tremble, but it's also because even the awakeners can't help but feel the chills. These swords, which may seem to collapse at any moment, are likely to awaken at the next moment, but even so the awakeners who rush up with this mind are killed!
And Miriam, the elite group they formed, came back three times, killed twelve awakeners, and they pulled the whole level of the awakener to a single digit, and forty-four awakeners had been killed, which was already an unbearable loss for the Isli legions of a total of one hundred and twenty-three awakeners.
Ricardo, the silver-eyed lion king, retreated and made a gesture. The awakeners slowly retreated. Their hearts were full of vigilance towards this group of people. They were no longer the object of casual hunting, but equal, deadly opponents who could not be underestimated!
At this time, the awakeners in the periphery created a ripple with a disturbance that continued into the center of the square, the most intense part of the battle.
At this time, this place is completely covered in flesh, it's all purple flesh, it looks unusually disgusting and ugly, but nobody cares about this. Everyone's eyes are staring closely at this handsome young man with silver hair like Keiral. His temperament is different from that of Keiral. If Keiral makes people feel as warm and gentle as sunshine and water, then this man is giving people a kind of cool hegemony, which is a non-arrogant hegemony.
“Kerall... right?” He reached out with a smile: “Please come out and meet me.”
“No!” exclaimed Miriam, Kaylar's dispatch was crucial to them. Kaylar's own healing power was also critical to the swords, and Kaylar's only need to wave her hand to heal the damage caused by the Awakener's finger gun. This played a major role in suppressing their demonic power. If Kaylar was persecuted, she could hardly imagine the ensuing battle, the military heart, and the momentum would collapse.
Kerall must never go wrong! Miriam and Flora looked at each other and thought desperately.
“No problem," Keiral smiled and shook his head at Miriam, crossing the nervous swords to the outside circle, he gently patted their shoulders along the way to comfort them, the swords' hearts settled, Isley appreciated watching Keiral's movements, an unprecedented desire to subdue Keiral's heart wandered in Isli's mind, if only because Keiral was able to tame Priscia, now is a affirmation of Keiral's own ability.
Keiral came to Islay, two very similar silver-haired men of different temperaments, and finally face to face, King to King!
What kind of scene is this where the air has to solidify the general scene to make it difficult for individual swords to breathe? The individual swords that I don't understand at all are still confusing. This is King to King!
“Kerall Etok,” Kerall said with a smile on his face.
“Isli.” He also extended his hand to shake Kerall's handshake.
“Silver King, I hope you will abandon this southern expedition.” Kerall opened the door and said.
“I can't do that. Isli replied calmly:" The organization must be held accountable for what it has done. ”
“I understand that, but not yet.” Kerall said in no way: “Not yet, when my fleet returns to find out where the other continent is, I think it would be much better for us to face each other's continent with a devastating blow than just destroying a small organization now. ”
[Is this his aura?] Isli opened his eyes and looked at Keiral. [So, revenge on the other person's homeland from the beginning? … Even revenge is so atmospheric. It's really nice, this man.] Isli shook his head: “But this is not a big contradiction to my destruction organization, please step aside, and you can't stop me from fighting, can you? ”
“Oh, that's not gonna work, you're gonna ruin my plan.” Keiral smiled like a fox and said: “And... Silver King, did you misunderstand something? ”
“?” Isley twisted his head and looked at Kerall strangely.
“What I care about is the political troubles south of your king [King of Silver] as an ordinary man, that is, fear that you will cause a secular war.” Kerall smiled lightly and pointed at the endless awakeners behind him: “As you in the abyss, as awakeners, I didn't see a drop in them. ”
“Humph! Crazy boy.” The Silver-eyed Lion King was instantly angry, and he took a step forward, but Isli lifted his hand.
“So,” Isley held his right hand and his right hand gently held his chin: “Is it because of fear that I would cause the Romanians to rebound south? Does Camelot need that much space? ”
“Hahaha, the king of silver, who lived five hundred years without relaxing to enrich himself," Keralhaha smiled, very refreshingly to Isli, “Yes, Camelot needs time and space to cultivate, now is not the time to wage war against the Romanians, your actions will surely cause confusion, now is not the time to let you disturb, and..." My other plan is to go three or four years from now, if you go south now, I'm afraid the future will not attract so much hatred.
Keiral didn't say everything, but Isli laughed, "But unfortunately, you can't stop me. We both act on our own subjectivity, and more importantly, you can't impress me with profit! All right, now get them out of the way. I don't want any more fearless killings. You know where they are, don't you? I admire you very much, so for their own good and for your own good, please step aside.” Islihaha smiled, and Keral's flesh was absolutely tempting to the awakener, but he still had this self-restraint in the face of Isliyah, which had been an abyss for 500 years.
“Huh, really, King Isley, you don't understand what I'm saying.” Kerall shook his head and smiled.
“Because my power is stronger!” Kerall raised his right hand high.
Beyond the square, there was a crackling sound.
Everyone knew the voice, and long before that, they had worn it, and the raw iron cast heel just kept them from breaking their feet as they walked, but the heel knocked on the rock, and the sound on the tablet was that sound.
Everywhere, as if it were this footstep.
Everyone has a tight heart.
There's a lot of swords approaching!
But these swords are everywhere...
Isley, turn around. You shouldn't! There are nearly 40 swords here. How many more swords does Division have? Ten or twenty?
But now, listening to footsteps is more than that!
“Pfft...” This is the sound of the sword tearing its body apart, and the demon around the periphery was cut off at the same time.
Without a drop of blood, the swords took magnificent steps into the center of the square in the shelter of the frightened awakeners.
As soon as Cassandra saw Kayla, she fell to the ground with a grown cat in her hand: "Kay, I'm sorry! I'm late! But Nanko's head, over here! ”
“Sorry, Kay.” Dinesha, with her left hand stuck in her waist, pushed the girl behind her with an apologetic look: “But Livelou of the West is here, captured. ”
“Wow!" The Awakeners fried the pan in a flash.
Thirty great swords came to the outer edge of the sword formation of the late generation swords, and then rubbed out the sword, and the astonishing killing came out of them, like a wind, like a storm.
“Anyway, just hurry up.” Kerall shook his head and smiled, snapping the South Cat's head over and throwing it at Isley.
“Now, do you understand? King Isli, what I fear is your strength as King of the Far North, not your meaning as [Abyss].” Keiral lifted Cassandra up against Isli, who caught the southern cat's head silent, and Keiral shouted positively: “If you want to go south on your own...”
“Then it is only here that you destroy all your legions of awakeners.” With Keiral's words, behind him at Red Leaf Manor for 10 years, they sharpened their swords for 10 years, releasing their demons, and only 10 percent of their demons burst out, but that giant demon suddenly broke through the sky and swept away the drifting clouds of snow.
The sun came out and shined on Kaylar, who was like a god, and a great deal of pressure came to the awakeners in an instant.
With golden vertical eyes, the swords of the awakener are like leopards ready to prey. Even if they are so hard to target by a single person, the awakeners have to look at Isli, these swords... these swords are completely different from the more than 40 just now!!
“…” Isli silenced to be right.
Is the biggest clash still erupting or is Silver Land withdrawn under the threat of Kerall?!
It was a tough decision. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com), and your support is my biggest motivation.)