People are in the moon, The Sims

What's just Lucius?

Seeing that Altos was about to attack him, Gray decided to deal with Lancelot first, or at least trap Lancelot so that he could not affect the battle between himself and Altos! After all, this is a duel with Altos that I have made up for mentally. If there is interference from outsiders, I will be very unhappy.

The long sword of ice was gently raised upwards, and the surrounding broken ice edges floated in the air. Then as the weapon in his hand was waved to the side, these broken hard ice began to rotate rapidly. From a distance, it looked like An icy blue ball, but what a pity this beautiful appearance hides a destructive power like a meat grinder.

"Spinning! Ice prison!"

The next moment, the holy spear in King Arthur's hand has arrived in front of Gray, forcing Gray to move backward and relax his magic power. Lancelot can also use the holy sword in his hand to slash at the rotating ice prison, almost all the magic power is lost. He broke out and was able to escape successfully.

Even so, the tattered armor on his body and the wounds scratched by the ice told everyone that the knight's current condition was not very good, not to mention that the previous outbreak had used up all his magic power. .

The holy sword in King Arthur's hand slashed again, but this time Gray successfully blocked it with the dagger in his hand. Seeing that he was still young, like the king he had seen for the first time, Gray seemed to be relieved. First he sighed slowly, and then the expression on his face became serious again.

"This battle is finally just between you and me, Altos! It's been 9 years since we first met, and the day has finally come... Let's fight with all our strength. Bar."

Gray slowly raised his chin, with a bit of arrogance on his face, "Let's see whose side the sky will be on this time!"

Chapter 39: You do have a trump card with thick eyebrows and big eyes

On a hill, Merlin's eyes were watching the battlefield from a distance. With his clairvoyance, he could appreciate the series of events happening at this moment from a distance like a story or a TV series. Merlin's eyebrows wrinkled slightly. To be honest, he was not worried about Arturia, but the Knights of the Round Table.

Artoria will not die with that treasure. After all, it is the other side of human dreams. As long as human dreams are not shattered, it will be an unparalleled defense in the world.

But if Artoria's Knights of the Round Table were all severely damaged in this battle and could no longer fight as warriors, how could King Arthur alone support some of the major events in the future? To a certain extent, that can be considered the end of King Arthur.

"I'm so sorry, Little Brother Gray, I'm just a nightmare without a heart, so I ask you to take a bow today."

On the battlefield, Artoria directly exploded her own magic power. After Gray saw this, he also exploded his own power. The magic powers of both sides were constantly colliding and rubbing. The ice lotus on the ground was under the explosion of magic power. , broken and blooming again.

Not far away, Lancelot couldn't help but raise his arms to reduce the impact of the storm on his sight.

Seeing the weapons in the hands of the two people on the battlefield constantly colliding, with each collision causing an explosion, Lancelot felt his empty magic power and clenched his fists. At this moment, he had no way to worry about the king. What a disgrace to him.

The short sword collided with the holy spear, and the long sword collided with the holy sword. The two people, who had keen intuition in the battle, really couldn't take down each other for a while. Artoria then stepped back a distance, holding the golden holy sword in her hand. Begin to create magic.

It takes too much magic power to liberate the Holy Spear. At this moment, my own magic power can only be used to liberate the Holy Sword.

This was not the first time that Gray fought with Artoria. After seeing the actions of his old enemy in front of him, he immediately understood what his old enemy wanted to do, so he inserted the two swords in his hands into the ground, " I regret that this move was not shown in front of you for the first time, but it doesn’t matter, it’s not too late!”

The next moment, the magic power in Gray's body was almost completely drained. Then he relied on the lotus flowers blooming around him to absorb the magic power in the air. However, this method of using his body as a filter pump also put a lot of burden and wear on himself.

But so what?

This is already the last battle, there is no need to think about your future!

"Come on, freeze everything!"

The huge frozen tree connecting the sky and the earth once again stood in the snowstorm, and then as the branches, leaves and roots spread outward, everything covered by the branches, leaves and roots was covered with a layer of frost, no matter in the air The flying birds and the continuous burst of magic power between the two people came to a complete halt at this moment.

Just at the moment when this space was frozen, the holy spear in King Arthur's hand began to shine, as if it were an anchor that could stabilize everything in the sea. At this moment, King Arthur could firm his own existence in this frozen blizzard, but even if In this way, Artoria's movements became extremely slow at this moment.

Gray drew out his twin swords of ice as soon as the ice tree that penetrated the world appeared and charged towards Artoria.

So what if you have a magic gun? This fight is me...huh?

A golden scabbard appeared in front of Artoria like a shield. Then the shield slowly unfolded like a crystal, and a circular magic barrier firmly protected King Arthur in the center.

The weapon in Gray's hand collided with the magic barrier. The next moment, Gray felt that the barrier in front of him returned all his magic power.

This force directly forced Gray back. At the same time, Gray was a little lucky. Altos, with his thick eyebrows and big eyes, indeed had a trump card. He was worthy of becoming the king. If he didn't have a little bit of Xiao Jiujiu in his heart, he would definitely not be able to hold his position. But judging from Altos' thick eyebrows and big eyes, he really doesn't look like someone who can hide his tricks.

Tsk tsk...

People are so irritating.

But it doesn’t matter!

The roots of the Ice Tree broke out from under the earth, and then wrapped around the body of King Arthur in front of him. This time, Altos and his soul would be completely frozen into an ice sculpture. This time, he would not even be able to defend himself. There is no chance to come up with it! !

The roots of the ice were wrapped around the spear, and the holy spear that was constantly emitting light also paused for a moment. King Arthur's eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of frost. This time, he might not even be able to think. Disappeared temporarily.

"Dark Lake, come down. This is mercy. Hang your head. There is no terror here, and there is no hope... Die like a sinner."

Outside the frozen range of the ice, the witch in black came here, with the black wand in her hand raised high, and her big blue eyes were neither sad nor happy, but if that look was gently If it were placed on King Arthur, then there would probably be a flash of displeasure in those seemingly boundless eyes.

The spear composed of black flames began to spread forward, and the staff in the witch's hand rotated slightly, and then waved to the side.

After doing all this, the witch turned around directly. She did not want to see her artificially created sister. If it were not for the purpose of preventing the island from falling to outsiders, she would really want to look at King Arthur at this moment. This guy died in front of her. At this time, the witch had been waiting for such a day for who knows how long.

But it was really refreshing to think that I would never see Merlin's face again.

In the battlefield, looking at Altos who was almost completely frozen, Gray was about to end everything when he found that the tall ice tree behind him was suddenly attacked by a burst of black flames from the outside. Flames began to destroy the interior of the ice from the sky, from the ground, and from the places where the ice had not been able to corrode.

Gray wanted to mobilize his magic power to fill the ice that froze everything. However, the magic power that the attacking witch could mobilize was far beyond imagination. After all, the witch was essentially the daughter of the island.

"Tsk——!!"

Black cracks continued to spread on the frosty trees, Gray's magic power was fighting against it, and Gray himself, as the filter, began to feel a sense of physical pain. The next moment, a golden light passed through.

Chapter 40: I will turn into a wall of wind and snow

"cough--"

Gray spat out a mouthful of blood. If his sudden intuition hadn't made him turn slightly at the critical moment, I'm afraid that the holy spear that penetrated his body would have directly destroyed his heart. .

You are so decisive and ruthless, Altos!

The black flames that continued to spread upward behind Gray finally eroded the big tree of ice. Taking advantage of the interruption of Gray's magic power, the tree of the sky shattered directly, turning into transparent crystals one after another, towards the surroundings. Falling, the blizzard appeared a bit at this moment, and the sunlight fell from the sky, constantly refracting between these crystal-like ices.

What a beautiful sight, if this was me after defeating King Arthur, it would be amazing!

but!

"Althos——, if you think you can defeat me with just one shot, you are a little too naive..."

It was only a serious injury. As long as it was not a fatal injury, he could continue to fight. The long sword in Gray's hand stabbed directly backward, forcing Artoria to retreat quickly, but in this way, the long spear that penetrated the body was also pulled out. Blood poured out from the wound. Gray's other hand quickly crossed the wound, and the ice directly froze the wound, at least stopping the bleeding.

Not only that, such ice has completely frostbitten the nerves in the wound on his chest, stopping all pain. But this is also doomed. When the wound is treated later, his wound will be bigger, but Gray had long been prepared to never return.

At this moment, the magic power in the air has begun to become thinner, and he is seriously injured. I am afraid that during the next battle, I will not be able to make subsequent comparisons with Altos in front of me.

Who does that magical power that attacks from the outside belong to? Gray couldn't figure it out, but one thing was basically certain. The magic power attacking from the outside was probably related to the bastard Merlin who didn't appear.

Merlin... very good. After so many years, that damn hexagonal fish spirit has successfully become the existence that he hates the most.

If there is a miraculous opportunity in the future, and I see this bastard Merlin again, I must use the weapon in my hand to rub this bastard's face! ! I don’t know what it tastes like if this hexagonal fish spirit guy is made into sashimi.

At this moment, Gray let go of the crazy check and balance that his ice attribute magic had on him!

Having come to this point, or in other words, at the end of the road, let's let go of the nature of our blood a little bit. Although he is not willing to give in, Gray also understands that at this moment, he just wants to express his opposition again based on the idea of ​​not being willing to give in. It's just fate's rebellion.

I have heard the prophecies about King Arthur before. Defeat the dragon and repel the invaders, and become the destined island and king...

I don't really believe in prophecies and fate, so I didn't take this matter to heart from the beginning. Even if I have fallen to this point, victory is right in front of me, but it is shattered in the blink of an eye, I still don't believe in the so-called It was destined that if they believed in fate, their existence as intruders should come to an end directly in the hunt of the Goddess of Winter.

No need to think too much, just put aside all thoughts and fight your old enemy now.

Simply go and collide!

Go and fight! !

Ah... At this point, there is no way to reconcile what was lost!

Looking at the unchanging expression of Altos in front of him, Gray couldn't help but reveal a slightly mocking smile. He didn't know whether he was mocking himself for still thinking wildly at this moment, or mocking the face of the man in front of him. The expression of the king has never changed.

Suddenly, Gray probably understood why the king in front of him seemed to be favored by heaven. It was as if the road of this king had been paved.

The image of Merlin flashed through Gray's mind. At this point, Gray also understood why the expression on the face of the young king in front of him had not changed.

A disciple taught by a master who doesn’t understand people’s hearts...especially this apprentice is still moving forward according to the established trajectory. To a certain extent, such a person can be regarded as someone who doesn’t understand people’s hearts.

What a damn irony!

It’s the same for me, and so is that old guy Vortigern, and this is especially true for the king in front of me, Altos, who is still a boy so far. If all of this is fate, it’s really ridiculous!

clang--! !

Artoria pushed Gray away slightly with the weapon in her hand, and then charged forward with the Holy Spear. Gray crossed his swords and prepared to rely on form to make other plans after deflecting the Holy Spear, but who knew that Artoria was moving forward? During the charge, he let go of the hand holding the holy spear, turned his whole body's center of gravity downward, tightened his grip on the holy sword, and stabbed out from the bottom up.

The small wolfskin cloak Gray was wearing was penetrated by this attack. The holy sword injured his chest upwards and close to his shoulders. His right arm was no longer able to hold the ice sword in his hand.

Ah...that's true.

After all the calculations, he still lost.

"Although I lost, I can't lose my life in your hands, Altos...hehe."

The magic power in Gray's body exploded outwards. This powerful magic power tore and destroyed the body that was already in tatters as a magic filter. Gray's body was torn open by the magic power, and the blood flowing out of the wound directly turned into snowstorm.

Since he had made all the plans, how could Gray not have thought about the result of his failure? Gray had no intention of entrusting his life to the king in front of him.

The ice around Gray began to condense and turned into a frost wolf. Then he bit the dagger in Gray's hand and ran away in the blizzard, disappearing from everyone's sight.

"Althos, you win this time, but even at the end, I will rebel against fate.

I will turn into a wall of wind and snow, blowing continuously in the next few years. I wonder if you will be able to overcome my last step when several powerful Knights of the Round Table are eroded by the magic of frost. What about the Snow Wall? "

Gray's body began to be assimilated by the ice sword in his hand, and then turned into a blizzard and began to blow continuously on the Saxon defense wall. As long as the flowers of ice and snow on the defense wall did not wither, Gray's body would The heavy wind and snow will last for a whole day.

Because the wind and snow contain Gray's magic power, knights injured by Gray's ice sword will begin to be destroyed by magic power after entering the wind and snow area. This layer of wind and snow will completely become a wall blocking the Knights of the Round Table.

Chapter 41: Past life simulation ends

Lancelot on the side stumbled over from the periphery of the battlefield, raised the weapon in his hand, and wanted to stop Gray's actions. However, after swiping the sword, only a snowflake remained. The constantly sweeping blizzard was already heading towards the Saxon. The defense line moved away quickly.

After the Saxons who continued to defend on the defensive line saw the incoming blizzard, some of them walked closer to Gray. The soldiers who already knew all of Gray's action plans showed sad emotions on their faces, and then began to sing A song that belonged to the Saxons as they bid farewell to their warriors.

In the snowstorm, this song seems a bit sad and lonely.

But the constantly swaying ice lotus and the blizzard shrouding the defense line are so reassuring. If you look at it from a high altitude, the blizzard is like a force that completely separates the Saxons and Celts. Yes, the walls are generally white.

[I am dead. This state should be considered death. 】

[I had expected this ending, but from my own perspective, I, the wolf who came across the sea, did not lose. 】

[Although my body has turned into snow, I believe my spirit will last forever. 】

[After this battle, it will probably take a year or two for Altos and the others to recover their state. Even if they want to cross this line of defense in the future, there will be many fewer Knights of the Round Table who can break through the Snow Wall. 】

[The area occupied by the Saxons is not that large. In a few years, the depletion of this land should be enough to give Altos a headache. Should he cross the Snow Wall and spend a lot of time attacking the Saxon territory? , must be a difficult choice. 】

[But it’s not something I have to worry about at that time. I hope that guy Altos will be entangled in various major events in the next few years, and I hope the Saxons can have another leader. Their wolf king. 】

[Just give us Saxons another ten years...]

[Wall of Storm and Snow, please continue my will! 】

The wolf who came out of the sea, until the end he chose to turn everything about himself into a wall to protect his people. If he lived in another era, could this wolf who came out of the sea have a better future?

It's just that there are no ifs in reality, and what Gray looks forward to is never his own beautiful life.

Although Gray also wanted to travel freely around the world, this era did not allow it, so Gray took up his responsibilities and even took on more responsibilities. In this era, he fought for the Saxons who were supposed to be defeated by King Arthur. People find opportunities to take root.

What kind of emotions are coming from the snowstorm now?

A white figure crossed the Saxon defense wall from the blizzard, walked into a village holding a dagger decorated with a wolf head, and came to a girl. The gray hair was exactly the same as Gray's, except that The pair of dark golden eyes are far more aggressive than Gray's.

If Gray is a calm wolf king, then this girl is probably a person who is constantly fighting and fighting to the death.

The girl looked at the letter written by her brother in her hand, and then looked at the giant frost wolf that was dissipating in front of her and picked up the ice dagger on the ground. Her eyes seemed to have penetrated the wall of frost and locked her gaze. On the Celtics.

The big man with a gray beard patted the girl on the shoulder, with pride and sadness in his eyes.

The girl tightened her grip on the ice dagger and drew her palm across the blade. This time, the entire ice dagger had a touch of blood, "Father, I want to inherit my brother's will, teach me how to become the wolf king, and beat others into submission." Bar!"

As for those who are dissatisfied...just use the dagger in her hand to chop off their heads. The girl gave a slightly bloody and crazy smile.

The story of King Arthur continues. Many Knights of the Round Table died in the process of searching for the Holy Grail. At this point, the Knights of the Round Table are no longer able to cross the ice-filled wall, but the reputation of King Arthur has also reached its peak.

But what followed was the theorem that prosperity must inevitably decline. The massive sacrifices of the Knights of the Round Table led to a decline in the strength of the entire Knights of the Round Table.

The fertility of the land began to plummet, which also led to a reduction in food production. People began to complain against King Arthur. However, the king, who had been wrongly educated by Merlin until he grew up, did not think there was anything wrong with all this.

Long before this, Tristan left a message that the king did not understand people's hearts, so he chose to leave. Merlin imprisoned himself in the Tower of Paradise and could only meet his own king in his dreams, which also affected the resolution of some things.

The incident between Lancelot and Guinevere was exposed, which once again took a hit to the king's reputation, and also caused the Knights of the Round Table, which had already suffered losses, to suffer another loss of personnel.

So when Arthur went on an expedition to Rome, he entrusted Great Britain to Mordred, but Mordred chose to rebel.

King Arthur's glory ended here, and he ushered in his own dusk at the Battle of Camlan.

Maybe it was just like fate. At the moment when the king leaned against the tree, closed his eyes and fell asleep, the wall of ice and snow that had been blowing slowly disappeared, and the ice lotus blooming on the city wall also shattered. .