Creed of the heavens

Under the hospitality of Arash, the refugees and Chaldea finally found a place to settle down. Unfortunately, there is no suitable magic power node in East Village, and Da Vinci cannot set up a position here.

After confirming that Sharia and Lu Shide had fallen asleep, in the middle of the night, Hassan finally reappeared in front of everyone in Chaldea.

"Ashamed, let all the guests see my immature side."

Under the curious gaze of Matthew and Fujimaru Tachika, Curse Wrist smiled wryly and sighed: "There is nothing to hide now."

"What Sharia said is true. This singularity is the era I fought for. In the distant past, before I became Hassan Sabah, I was indeed called Hanam."

Fujimaru Tachika and Matthew looked at each other, hesitated for a moment before asking, "So, Sallya and Lu Shide are yours?"

"Yes, my wife and son."

Curse Wrist took a deep breath: "Let's stop this topic for now, we still have more important issues to solve."

"food."

Arash changed the subject to smooth things over for the curse wrist: "Originally, the food in the village was barely enough. The arrival of a new batch of refugees exacerbated the food crisis in the village. We must find ways to find more food sources."

As an oriental person who is good at farming, Fujimaru Lixiang immediately proposed to reclaim the farmland, but Lu Xiao vetoed his suggestion.

"The idea is good, but it cannot be realized at this singularity."

Lu Xiao sucked a ball of soil from the window, squeezed it into a ball and put it on the table.

The loose soil can hardly be condensed after leaving the ground, and it can be seen with the naked eye that these soils lack the vitality to breed life.

"Unfortunately, Fujimaru, Lu Xiao's judgment is correct."

Romani, who was far away in Chaldea, completed the analysis of the soil as quickly as possible.

"The soil at this singularity is incredibly low in all kinds of organic matter, making it almost impossible to grow crops."

Curse Wrist nodded and explained: "Since the appearance of the Lion King, our world has lost its vitality."

"The land is dry and cracked, crops, flowers and trees are withering one after another, and the area of ​​desertified land is getting wider and wider."

The curse wrist led Fujimaru and others outside the house, pointed to the nearby barren hills and said: "This forest was originally covered by green plants, and countless birds and beasts inhabited it. After the arrival of the Lion King, it gradually turned into this forest before your eyes. A scene of desolation."

Romani, who was in charge of making plans, frowned and thought: "The longer the time drags on, the darker the hope of the people of this world will be. The distorted history of the sixth singularity must be repaired as soon as possible."

Curse Wrist said weakly: "We also want to defeat the Lion King and his Knights of the Round Table as soon as possible, but the strength of the people on the mountain alone is not enough."

"Not to mention the Lion King, who is too powerful to be human, the Knights of the Round Table under her command alone are difficult to deal with."

"The group of executioners seems to be completely different from the Knights of the Round Table in King Arthur's legend who uphold the spirit of chivalry. They did not show any mercy when they slaughtered our defenseless people."

Matthew clenched her hands sadly, and she didn't know why she suddenly felt this emotion.

"Cough cough!"

A sudden cough came from the house, and when everyone returned to the village chief's house where Cursed Wrist lived, the unconscious Bedivere just lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

"Cough everyone, I heard your conversation."

Bedivere, whose face was still very pale, said with a wry smile: "As you said, although the Knights of the Round Table under the command of the Lion King have not changed much in appearance, their inner spirit has nothing to do with the colleagues I remember."

Bedivere's eyes were very dim. Obviously, the crazy behavior of the knights of the round table had caused him a lot of blows, more than his physical pain.

"As far as I know, Gao Qing will never kill unarmed civilians. The tragic massacre in front of the Holy Capital should never have happened."

Taking a deep breath, Bedivere put his left hand on his chest and said solemnly: "Mr. Hassan Sabah, maybe you will not believe my words as a member of the Knights of the Round Table, but at least for now, my goal and yours are the same. .”

"Defeat the Knights of the Round Table and enter the Holy City to confront the Lion King face to face."

"I swear in the name of Bedivere, Knight of the Round Table, that I will definitely help you restore this singularity that shouldn't exist."

Chapter 284 Acting Separately, Acting When Seeing Chickens

From Bedivere's words, both Curse Wrist and Arash heard some hidden meanings.

The Knights of the Round Table seem to know some information that Chaldea and the people of the mountain do not currently have.

Bedivere responded silently to the question of the curse wrist.

Lu Xiao knew the truth that Bedivere was hiding, and since he was not willing to speak out for the time being, Lu Xiao stood up and helped Bedivere stop the cursed wrist from questioning.

"Your Excellency Curse Wrist, since Bedivere has sworn an oath in the name of a knight, let's not ask further questions for now."

Looking at Bedivere's still pale face, Lu Xiao smoothed things over between the two sides: "There are members of the Knights of the Round Table who are willing to join us, at least we can get the strengths and weaknesses of the enemy before fighting the enemy, so that we can make targeted preparations in advance. "

"Bedwell, regarding Gao Qing, do you have any tricks to break through his defense?"

Bedivere shook his head: "Gao Qing's greatest weakness is the night, during the day he can have up to three times the basic strength, but once it enters the night, Gao Qing's strength will be greatly reduced."

"However, the Lion King somehow bestowed Gao Qing with the blessing of nightlessness. As long as he is on the battlefield, night will never come."

"Although it's a pity, it seems that we can only break through the strongest Gao Qing's defense openly, or at least someone must entangle him to ensure that others can enter the holy capital safely."

Da Vinci, Matthew and Fujimaru all turned their eyes to Lu Xiao.

"Uh"

Lu Xiao scratched her head in embarrassment: "It's also an option for me to stop Gao, but if there is another suitable candidate, I don't recommend this method of personnel allocation."

"Compared to Gao, the Lion King, who has the same strength as a god, is the biggest problem."

Lu Xiao looked at the three of Chaldea seriously and asked: "Fujimaru, Matthew, even with the help of Da Vinci and Bedwell, are you confident in defeating the Lion King who looks down on the world like a god? "

"Um"

Romani nodded his forehead with his fingers because of a headache: "Indeed, Lu Xiao's spirit foundation strength is the strongest among all the heroic spirits present, it is best to bring him into the royal city, and use his ability where it is most needed .”

The problem came back again, even if Baimao, Drunk and Jingjing who were not here for the time being were counted, the sum of all Hassan might not be three times as high as an opponent.

"Drunken Hassan"

Speaking of Hassan, who has not shown up until now, Fujimaru and Mash looked at each other with a bit embarrassed expression.

"Mr. Cursed Wrist, the drunken Hassan has returned to the Heroic Seat."

This is an incident that Fujimaru and others encountered on the way from the Great Temple to the holy capital. In order to let the refugees he protected retreat, Hassan made an agreement with Tristan, the Knight of the Round Table who was in charge of chasing them.

He offered his own head in exchange for Tristan's promise to stay where he was, unable to move, unable to move his right hand.

However, drunken Hassan still doesn't know enough about Tristan. The weapon Tristan uses is a peculiar harp bow. When he plucks the strings, he can condense an invisible sonic blade.

Tristan kept the agreement he made with Hassan the Smokey, and after Hassan the Smoked cut off his own head, he didn't move half a step to chase and kill the fleeing refugees.