Proof of the Sun King

At this time, it was getting dark, and the squires and the dwarf craftsmen began to enter the arena, preparing to set up a duel stage. The game did not start immediately, because whether it was Bodrick, Marius or Estes of the Wood Elf, they had already fought in a row. After a few games, everyone was a little tired and slightly injured. Everyone took a break and waited for the completion of the stage construction.

Among them, there is a small episode, a ranger knight Cedric from Le-Angouran, and another ranger knight Porter from Leonace, two knights applied to Lane to start a life-and-death fight.

What is a life-and-death struggle?

It is an unrestricted duel between two knights. Unless one party voluntarily surrenders, the duel must continue until one party dies. It is an extremely cruel duel method. Only when the knights on both sides have a very deep hatred and cannot use negotiation to reconcile. , will choose this life-and-death duel.

"My king, I sincerely ask you, is this duel a recreation or a duel of honor?"

"No, there must be death!"

The highest order of the second generation of knight king "reckless" Lewis at the Royal Tournament

Lane didn't really want to see this life-and-death duel, but both sides insisted that since there is such a glorious tradition, Lane has no reason to object. Seeing that the fairy in the lake did not express his opinion, he nodded in agreement.

It is said that Cedric and Potter had irreconcilable differences because of a beautiful lady named Le Winter, and the ghost knows who took it with a knife, always looking at each other with hatred in their eyes, Ryan. Looking straight and shaking his head: "Okay, this is an old drama. Everyone likes to watch this kind of emotional disputes. Anyway, it's not too big of a problem."

"Hey~" Veronica came up from behind, and Witch Garland said in Ryan's ear with a smile: "That's how it was originally, you didn't tell me that people like it, but if you don't like it, how old are you? ?"

"Ha ha ha ha ha!" Ryan laughed when he heard the words, he reached out and pinched the tender face of the witch Jia Lan: "That was before, I was the people before, now I am the king, I don't like it enough, dear Yes, you took the sword of the previous dynasty to kill the king of this dynasty?"

"Come on, take this witch down, dress it up and send it to my room." After that, Ryan said solemnly, "I want her to experience my spear skills in person."

The fairy in the lake couldn't stop laughing, Ryan was always so humorous.

"Uuuuu~" Veronica pretended to be frightened, she hurriedly shrank behind Surya, and complained to the lady: "Sister Sulia, look at Ryan, men turn bad as soon as they have money and power. You have to control him, we can only count on you!"

Surya actually envied Veronica for daring to joke with Ryan unscrupulously and ignoring Ryan's increasingly terrifying majesty and heavy pressure. The Queen of Brittany could only smile and hold the king's hand. : "Ryan won't be that kind of person, Ms. Veronica, why don't you sacrifice yourself and quell the king's anger."

"Hahaha~" There was a burst of laughter from the main stand, and Morgianna seemed to recall something and laughed along with it.

There is still some time before the final duel. After watching the game for an afternoon, everyone was a little hungry. A lot of food was brought into the arena. In the stands, except for the fairy in the lake who only took a few fruits, everyone was hurrying up. Time to eat and take time to rest.

"It's a pity that Devon Hill didn't come. This kind of grand tournament should let him come to see it, it's very good for his future." The fork rolled up the Tyrell noodles wrapped in ketchup, and the queen felt a little regretful that the little prince had not come.

Devonhill did not attend the afternoon Royal Tournament, because Angron said he had a private party, and asked little Devonhill if he wanted to go and see the world together. Little Devonhill was the closest to Angron. , Naturally, he raised his hands in favor. Considering that Little Devon Hill was not very good at fighting and killing at such a young age, Ryan asked Little Devon Hill to follow Angron.

Surya was a little worried: "I don't know what happened to Devin. What did he eat at night."

"It's okay, Suria, my son is following Uncle Angron, there's no chance of an accident." Ryan complained, "don't worry."

"I'm not worried about this, I just think it would be better to let him feel this atmosphere." Suria was still a little concerned.

"There will be many opportunities in the future, my wife." Ryan smiled slightly, seeing that her husband had made a decision, and Suria stopped talking. As Ryan's wife, Suria was actually in charge of Ryan's court, but She rarely objected to Lane's decision, which was considered a tacit understanding between husband and wife.

At this time, within the Lions Ring Racecourse, Duke Baudrillard was sitting on a bench. The old Duke was now in his old age. He was gasping for breath, sweating like rain, and his limbs were sore and numb. The legendary peak powerhouse, the nearly 100-year-old Bodrick is also equivalent to the normal age of about 50 years old. As a warrior, he can feel that his physical fitness starts from the age of 80, and every day is slowly improving. The decline, the shackles of physical fitness and the decline in physical fitness forced him to change his fighting style, but even so, Bodrick’s physical fitness was still unable to compete with the wood elf woodland lord who was a long-lived species, and he was only forty years old this year, and it was a golden age. Compared to the young Elector Marius.

Is he old? Boderick asked himself more than once in his heart.

"Father, let's have something to eat." His eldest son, Federmond, came up from behind. The baron, who is in his fifties, his first-in-line heir brought a glass of clear water blessed by the prophet of the lake god. , and a few little pixie cookies.

This kind of elf biscuit is imported from the High Elf Kingdom of Safrui, Hes Baita, only a small piece can fill a meal, quickly restore physical strength, ensure nutrition and not hurt the stomach, of course, the price is also quite high elves, also Only the great nobles can enjoy it.

"Fedmond." Bodrick looked at his son, and the old duke's eyes showed a hint of kindness. This is his son. Federmond has completed the Holy Grail expedition. Having his son succeed him: "Thank you."

"Father, come on, you can't lose, Boldero can't lose, Britannia can't lose." Federmond sat next to his father, he looked at his father's two opponents: "The enemy is very powerful , but we are the descendants of His Excellency Marcus, the son of the sea god, and we will never fear any enemy!"

"Yes, never underestimate the heart of a champion." Bodrick rested for a while, he picked up the Seagod Trident and stood up again.

At this point, the rookie pecking between the two knights in the life-and-death battle was over. Potter hacked Cedric to death, pierced his heart with a sharp sword, and declared his victory.

The attendants came up to clean up the scene, and then signaled that the duel stage had been cleaned up.

The three contestants came to the stage at almost the same time, the woodland lord Estes rode a stag, Marius and Boderick rode their own horses, and they each stood on one foot of the stage.

Marius holds the Elector's Sacred Sword and the Dwarven-enchanted Rune Sword, the Woodland Lord Estes holds a sharp elven longsword forged from the Vaal anvil in the Wood Elf Starforge Woodland, and the other hand should have held a The big bow, but ranged is not allowed in this game, so he replaced it with a leafy spear.

Bodrick held the Seagod Trident in one hand and the shield in the other. After the three parties came on the field, they were not in a hurry to start a duel. They carefully looked at their opponents.

Bodrick knew that he was old and could not physically be a match for Marius and Estes, but he was undoubtedly better than him because of his rich combat experience, skill and strength. In order to take the initiative, he had to Reasonably distribute your physical fitness and find a suitable opponent for yourself.

So, is it that crazy, ranting imperial elector, or that mysterious wood elf?

The three parties approached tentatively. In the eyes of all the people, Esters, the wood elf lord of the woods, made the first move. He rode a strong male stag and pulled the reins: "For Orion, for Athel Loren!"

"For the Empire, for Charlemagne!"

"For Poldro, for the lady!"

Two loud shouts sounded almost at the same time, and now, the battle has begun!

Duke Bodrick first fought with Estes. The pure-blooded elf warhorse carried the old duke and leaped with great strides. The power of the Seagod's Trident flowed along the dazzling golden light and spurted out along the halberd's tip. , took Esters' head. The wood elf was obviously in a hurry when facing the attack of the old duke. He tried hard to dodge but was still pierced by the halberd on his shoulder. A golden line was drawn over his shoulder, followed by bright red blood.

Before Estes could cry out, a holy sword with unparalleled power slashed directly at the wood elf's head. The Mother of Destruction was extremely fast. In the mad earl's strange pig cry, Saint The sword had a strange rhythm. Even if the woodland lord Estes had expected the blow, he could hardly dodge it. Marius didn't intend to leave any face at all. Take this wood elf's life!

Esters felt his heart shrunk into a ball, as if he had lost consciousness. The elector's holy sword was unmatched, and a single sword was enough to kill him, when his hands and feet were filled with lead.

"Clang!" A sound of gold and iron clashing came from the side. Marius looked at the seagod trident in the air in disbelief. Duke Boderick blocked the Mother of Destruction. The old duke coldly signaled that you should not take advantage of the Human danger.

"Humph!" Seeing this, Marius put away the holy sword, and Estes also stepped back while covering the wound with his hand.

Bodrick was about to reset his posture and fight again, but found that Marius stared at him, and the mad earl made a grotesque expression and pouted at the wood elf.

The old duke's eyes narrowed, and he immediately understood what Marius meant.

Good, I thought so too.

arrange!

When Estes gasped and was about to launch a counterattack, he found that the Elector Marius and the Duke of Boderick launched a fierce attack on him!

The Trident of the Sea God drew one after another of flickering golden light, the sharp pointed tip pierced the air, exuding a pungent fishy smell, the Holy Sword of the Elector fluttered in the air, and Marius' attack was completely a violent beating. Fa, the sound of the pig's barking in his mouth was louder and louder, and he vowed to eliminate this wood elf first!

In the duel of human beings, pointed ears are not allowed to interfere!

Estes let out an angry roar, he was almost unable to resist the simultaneous onslaught of both sides, and more importantly, the weapon in his hand was not an artifact, and the weapon forged in the furnace of Vaal anvil could not compare with the empire's in any case. The holy sword of the elector and the trident with the blessing of the sea god, soon, Estes was injured by the divine weapon.

Yet despite his wounds, the woodland lord was still full of energy and never tired, and his sword had just resisted Marius' Elector's holy sword, and the leafy spear was there to protect him from a lethal blow. Completely shattered!

Take advantage of now! The Duke of Bodrick roared, the warhorse under his seat raised its hoofs, and the trident in his hand stabbed the wood elf forcefully. Estes used the broken tip of the green leaf spear to barely resist Bodrick's attack. , Marius took the opportunity to swing his enchanted rune sword, while Estes was tired of blocking, his armor was torn by the holy sword of the elector, and blood gushed out.

Seeing that the situation was irreversible, Estes finally made a decision, he couldn't lose, he couldn't lose to these low-level people!

A sharp whistle pierced the night sky, and a giant eagle suddenly appeared in the sky. It flapped its wings, flew to the stage, and slapped its wings down hard, both Boderick and Marius were shocked. Jumping, Boderick quickly lowered his head, the eagle's claws swept over his helmet, and the claws enough to shatter his head knocked the old duke's cross helmet out of his head, and almost He was knocked off the horse on the spot, Bodrick's face was exposed, a scratch was left on the old Duke's face, and bright red blood flowed down his face.

The Elector Marius was not so lucky. He was hit by a giant eagle on the spot, and the whole person was blown away with his horse and fell outside the stage. The mad earl made a series of screams and unwilling roars, He didn't want to lose!

"Wow!" There was an uproar in the arena. In this sacred duel, the despicable elves actually use magic?

"Despicable and shameless!"

"Losing honor!"

"Get out! Get out! Get out!"

"Dirty pointed ears, with your tricks, get out of the land the goddess has given us!"

The venue was full of curses from the Bretons, and the Empire also publicly protested. This time, everyone turned their attention to the main stand. The fair goddess and the king will see the wood elves openly in the game. Using Summoning Magic?

Ryan frowned slightly. The wood elf's hand was really nasty. When the new king of knights was about to stand up and announce that the wood elf was disqualified from the competition, Duke Boderick raised his hand towards the main stand.

The old duke signaled in the puzzled eyes of everyone: "It doesn't matter! Magic weapons are part of the duel. My lady, my majesty, please let me finish this duel!"

"Since this is your choice, then it's what you want!" Ryan had to agree when he saw Bodrick's firm attitude, and the fairy in the lake nodded slightly, signaling the game to continue.

"Humph! Despicable humans, this time's champion, this gold cup, belongs to Eslai!" Esters, the blood-drenched woodland lord who was injured in many places, nodded towards Alaros in the stands, the wood elves wanted to get They can do whatever they can, if Estes can't defeat humans in the way of a warrior, then he will defeat him in the way of a spellsinger!

Although the shoulders, mouth, waist, and arms were bleeding, the woodland lord still maintained his fighting power. He threw the broken spear in half, and raised the long sword that had been cut in many places. The **** old duke, the mantra chanted, the woodland lord's body was shrouded in green energy, a shield of thorns appeared in his Zhou, and emerald green energy emerged from the void, wrapping his Zhou, his injury began to recover, he The power of his gradually became stronger, and what was even more terrifying was that the magical energy formed by the leaves formed a whirlwind of sharp blades, sweeping towards Duke Bodrick, as if to engulf him on the spot.

But the old duke was laughing, he laughed happily, and the always serious Duke Boderick of Poldero laughed out loud, his laughter was extremely cruel.

What is he laughing at? The woodland lord was a little puzzled.

He is about to lose!

"As I said, magic weapons are also part of the duel." Bodrick coughed, and he tightened the reins with one hand, signaling his horse to calm down: "And I, too, have this power!"

After speaking, the old duke suddenly raised his Seagod Trident, and everyone realized that the Seagod Trident was so bright at the moment, a huge blue light circle surrounded the Trident, and the will of a True God was being imposed on the Trident. On the halberd!

"It's Mannan! The power of the sea god!" The Empire and Brittany exclaimed.

"Marcelan! I sensed the request of this human being." On the other side, Tigris also whispered, and the face of the Supreme Master was full of seriousness: "Oops, the wood elves are in trouble!"

There was foam in the air, and a strong smell of sea swept the entire lion ring racetrack. In the next second, a giant fist made of sea water with a diameter of more than 20 meters rolled out of the air, carrying With the mighty power of the Sea God, he slammed into the enemy!

"Mannan's Wrath!"

The wrath of the sea **** completely shredded and engulfed all the spells of the wood elves, the giant fist shattered the thorns, and completely destroyed the whirlwind of sharp blades composed of leaves, Estes released all the magic power, trying to resist the wrath of the sea god, the sea water contacted When he got to his wound, the pain caused by the wrath of the sea **** engulfed the mind of the wood elves, and the wrath of Mannan was followed by the fierce attack of the old duke!

The two sides fought again for more than a dozen rounds.

The next battle entered whitening. Duke Bodric released all his last strength. The trident in his hand turned into a ball of light and shadow. Every blow was gaining more advantages. The woodland lord gritted his teeth and resisted. He used His long sword slammed the trident's halberd, then concentrated all his strength, and slammed a punch~www.wuxiaspot.com~ through the plate armor and slammed into Bodrick's ribs, Even with the protection of plate armor, Bodrick had two ribs broken, but the old duke made no sound at all.

The gums were bleeding, and Bodrick could feel that he had reached the limit. His hands were sore and he was almost out of strength. The wounds on his face, mouth, and ribs were bleeding, and his strength was gradually under these injuries. Gone, when he tried to fight back, the sluggish body barely controlled by the master's will.

Is he about to lose?

No, he can't lose, he is the first generation of the Holy Grail Knight, the descendant of Marcus, the son of the sea god, the power of his ancestors flows in his blood, the glorious stories and great courage of the ancestors always inspire him, and Marcus relies on this power. Defeat the king of Skalins, the chosen warrior of the Chaos Gods, Svengar, if he can be as powerful as his ancestors...

Bodrick's silent prayers were not ignored. He could feel a cold feeling spread from his mouth to his limbs. His blood was boiling. The old duke knew that it was him at his peak, and that was what he had when he was at his peak. strength!

The mighty Poseidon champion has come to meet the aging Boderick!

The old duke seized this new energy, his slack muscles clenched the trident again, the divine weapon bestowed by the sea **** swept horizontally, and the long sword in the hands of the woodland lord was finally unable to resist the onslaught of the old duke and burst into pieces. Estes' body shook for a while, and the stag under the seat took a step back in fear. Bodrick yanked the reins and rushed towards the wood elf. He raised the trident in his hand.

"Never, never, underestimate the heart of a champion!"

This blow made Estes let out a final scream.

Thunderous applause resounded throughout the audience, salutes roared, and streamers fell like raindrops.

The champion is born!