I am not a knight, reborn as an old sword

He connected the stars and shaped the foundation of this world. He separated from the source and determined his own concept of life. Since his birth, he has been responsible for completing the rules to prevent the world from collapsing when the contradictory airflow reaches its weakest moment.

He is not an illegal resident. There are records of him in the source, and this world will properly arrange his identity.

When a saint comes to the world, strange phenomena will appear in the sky. The sky will always be bright. The sea of stars hangs high in the east. Thunder and lightning separate the sea, isolating the shipping lanes and turning them into dangerous places, dividing the old British Isles from the mainland.

The sudden appearance of natural dangers is the culprit that isolates the sea routes. For the residents on the island, it is also a natural protective barrier.

The strong flow of elements in different directions spread into the British Isles, which inevitably attracted the attention of the former lord of the island.

"The sea of Great Britain……"Outside the plains, a giant white dragon lurks in a special space on the border defense line of the southeastern sea of England.

The former king of the island, the white dragon Vortigern, raised his huge head, and stirred up a storm with his breath. The ground trembled under his prone position, the trees swayed, and the rocks collapsed into a loud noise.

"No, there is no way, Uther, King Uther……"

The powerful white dragon continued to tremble, but it had lost its strength.

Vortigern, with blood all over his body, looked closely at the bottomless wound that appeared from the dragon's heart to the left abdomen, and it was dripping with blood.

The blood of powerful dragons is a great supplement for ordinary creatures.

Even if Vortigern is just a conceptualization of an island dragon, the mysterious energy contained in its blood is huge, enough to allow all kinds of ordinary creatures in the forest to advance.

Even mermaids and sirens with higher mysteries can obtain it and make potions, which can even save their lives in an emergency. However, although the treasure is good, its holder is too dangerous.

Even a seriously injured dragon is much stronger than an ordinary or even low-level mystery, not to mention Vortigern's manifestation as the highest-level island dragon.

In the vicinity of the British Isles, Vortigern is not invincible, but it is difficult to find an opponent. This situation is also true even in more distant continents.

With such a terrifying existence, not to mention that Vortigern has not completely died yet, even if he is really dead, those low-level mysterious creatures have to think carefully.

Compared with the emergency response in the future, immediate death is undoubtedly more difficult to accept. Vortigern is powerful without disguise, this is beyond doubt, even when he is injured.

However, according to the conceptual body characteristics of the highest-level dragon species, according to the rule that serious injury is equal to minor injury, and minor injury is equal to no injury, Vortigern should be dead at this time.

In the eyes of ordinary people, the injuries that would kill on the spot even if they were a few points lighter, when they fell on Vortigern, they were barely within the range of his recovery. People can't help but wonder, what kind of powerful person was the one who could leave such a horrible injury on Vortigern.

"Meilin……"Uther, the current King of England, is a powerful king sitting in the palace of the royal capital.

The former red dragon is almost old.

He opened his hazy eyes and looked at the huge palace below, and the magician, Merlin, who suddenly appeared here.

The female magician was wearing a white robe and black trousers.

Her white long hair was slightly fluffy and slightly gathered from the lower side of the neck to almost cross the calves, leaving the front part to fall down on both sides under the cheeks, making her head look a little big.

In the middle, two strands of hair like tentacles appeared. The delicate face was dreamy and beautiful, adorned with a pair of wine-red eyes like gems, shining brightly, and the slightly opened cherry-colored lips evoked a soft voice.

""My king." She politely saluted the king at the top without any neglect, even though Merlin knew that the king in front of her didn't have much time left.

But unlike before, King Uther didn't even have the energy to be polite to her. He just tiredly opened his misty eyes that seemed to be frosted, like a faded emerald, completely losing its luster.

"What's going on outside?"This is a sign of the end of life, but Uther didn't notice it at all. He still asked Meilin about the situation of the British Isles as usual. Meilin's answer was still gentle.

"It's just the movement caused by the turbulence of magic, which should be a good thing for us."As if she didn't see the bad situation of King Uther above, Merlin activated her clairvoyance to observe the four directions as usual, and then told King Uther what she knew.

The interference of the root of the world, the closer it is, the blurrier it is. Even Merlin, who has the highest clairvoyance, can't see that Cang is wrong at this moment.

But regardless of right or wrong, based on the analysis of the current pictures, Merlin's words are not comforting. Isolating the coastal defense line and making it difficult for the Anglo-Saxons to cross the sea will have certain benefits for the existing Britain.

King Uther is no longer suitable for fighting at this time. No matter how powerful he is, he can't resist the erosion of the breath of death on his body. It is better to be still than to move, which is extremely suitable for King Uther.

"Is that so?"Equally, King Uther did not want to move, but sometimes he had to move, and good news like this was exactly what he hoped for.

Even if it could not help his injury much, at least it would be good to be able to stay here for a little longer.

"As for the child, Arthur, no, no problem."The plan started not long after he was seriously injured and dying, to put his own genes into a suitable mother to create excellent offspring, so that he could deal with the anger of the island in the future.

"Everything went well, except that the mother body that fostered the powerful dragon species showed various signs of weakness as planned."This is the side effect of giving birth to a high-level dragon species with an ordinary low-level mysterious body, which is also in the plan.

Merlin knew it, and King Uther also understood it. After replying"I know", he waved his hand and asked Merlin to leave. He sat alone in the hall in front of him. The hall with only one person seemed spacious and a bit lonely.

"My child, I hope you can restore the glory of Britain."

It has nothing to do with parental love, it's just the hope of an old king. Cang's birth is the birth of his parents' expectations, the birth of a king, and the responsibility to recover the island.

In this last land of the Gods, it is a responsibility that cannot be avoided.

Similarly, in the European continent, during the turbulent times, the sudden appearance of strange phenomena touched the nerves of many people, and even various astrology and clairvoyance could not find the location of the source of the strange phenomenon.

Those who realized that it was not simple and wanted to take action were more curious about the existence of the source of the strange phenomenon, but at this moment the entire planet was in turmoil, even if they cooperated and worked together, it would not be so easy to find it.

"This is in the east, is it Babylon or a more distant country."It was just a simple guess. An eighteen-year-old boy living in Rome, the son of Gaudentius, the youngest warrior in Rome.

Aetius looked to the east, where the brightest stars shone, and frowned slightly, as if he felt something was wrong.

"It's in the west." As if resonating, she finished her conversation with Aetius.

In the land of the Huns, there was a three-year-old girl with ruby-red eyes, short white hair with distinct lines, and a strong and vigorous body engraved with the Star Emblem. Her wheat-colored skin had no fat at all, and she looked thin and petite, making people want to take her home to fatten her up.

Attila, the Hun girl, had a special perception of the existence from the outside world. It was hard to explain why she had a strange resonance with the outsiders, but it was certain that there was indeed a

"Is this... curiosity?" With a bit of confusion, he gently stroked his little hand on his heart, as if to use it to sense his inner thoughts,"Or, happiness?"