Crown Dead

It is easy to kill a person, but no one knows what kind of reaction will be triggered afterwards.

And Medea is an exception. Xianyu, who has experienced the FZ incident, knows that there is no room for reconciliation between him and her. That guy bears the lives of countless Fuyuki and the villagers of Sand Village, and he personally Unload Ge Mu's puppet body.

She confirmed that Xianyu is in this singularity, then she will use various methods to destroy everything in the future.

"That's why it's so boring—is there anything we can do now?"

A slightly muffled voice came from Xianyu's shoulder, and it was Mordred asking in a lazy tone.

At this time, Xian Yu is sitting on a collapsed rock, and he is sleeping between his legs, curled up like a kitten, his body is quiet.

Mordred is more like a cat biting Xianyu's right shoulder with its mouth, and lying limply on Xianyu's back.

"There is probably no way to prevent it, it's like no one knows when those wandering beasts will attack, but we can't just sit and wait - Mo Zai, it seems that we need to find your father again gone."

The invasion of Medea and the Mutants is a certainty, and the only thing that can be done now is to increase the fighting power of the people of the mountain as soon as possible, and at the same time unite with the Pharaoh and the Lion King as soon as possible.

"The Lion King? Although I don't know for sure... But I think the current Lion King will not unite with the people of the mountain, after all, her goal from the beginning to the end is to liberate the Holy Lance and use Camelot as the eternal source of power." The city remains beyond the end."

Seemingly lacking the strength to grit his teeth, Mordred used his chin to constantly poke his shoulder blades to relieve boredom.

"It is indeed possible. In fact, every action she has taken since she came to this singularity is probably purely for the purpose of separating Camelot from this singularity."

Storm Hunting, the Lion King is not only the root of the birth and distortion of this singularity, but also a member of this singularity who was "involved" in the end-time crisis, but as a god, she did not choose to try to save this singularity. Instead, he chose to launch the holy gun first, completely destroying the world and stripping Camelot apart.

The reason why she chose to do this must be because she perceived the irreversible nature of "destruction". If you want to let the Lion King join the group, you must let her know that "the world can still be saved", and at the same time restore her human part.

Xian Yu thought of the "prophecy" that Agguiwen said before, and a plan that he thought was unreliable slowly sprouted from his mind.

"...a great leader once said, "Unity through struggle will survive, and unity through retreat will perish." The premise of dialogue with the Lion King is that we have the ability to affect the normal implementation of the other party's plan, so in Before finding the Lion King, we still need to improve the strength of the people of the mountain and unite with the Pharaoh at the same time."

After going around in a circle, everyone understood that the only way to break through the current situation was to expand their own strength.

"On the Pharaoh's side, Chaldea and his party still haven't come back. Perhaps those reincarnations have also influenced them, but the people of the mountain—how can we increase our combat effectiveness?"

Baimao looked at Xianyu's body covered in wounds and the tranquility of his chest heaving slightly, and then glanced at the villagers not far away who were perplexed and desperately looking for their relatives, and finally looked at Bedivere who was holding his arms and hanging his head.

Although the incident of "I am very weak" has hit Baimao more than once, but this time it almost made her completely collapse.

"It can't be helped, we can't do anything—just living like this is already very—huh?"

Xian Yu stretched out his hand and interrupted Bai Maang's abandonment.

"I understand this feeling. I feel guilty for not being able to protect the people I should be protecting. I ask myself again and again, 'Can a guy like me really shoulder their hopes?'. All things go to the end, but in the end I find that there are more things I can't do than stars."

"I know that I am also afraid now, afraid that I will mess up everything, and afraid that the world will really be completely destroyed and cannot be saved. So I have been doing various actions by myself all the time, not thinking how powerful I am Strong, just because—I'm afraid of losing my companions."

Xianyu looked at the pattern of cherry blossoms on the back of his hand, feeling the beating of the heart inside his body.Along the way, what I carry on my body is no longer a simple existence called "Xianyu". Countless beliefs and fetters have gathered and intersected together, and finally formed the present that can be alone, known as "Paradox Hassan" of leaders.

As a leader, one thing that must be learned is to "seek the strength of others".

"To be honest, Baimaomozi, now this matter is beyond my ability to handle."

"Then what should we—"

"So, do you know where there is a stable, undisturbed source of magic power that is suitable for summoning the formation?"

Xianyu looked at Baimao, asking earnestly without a trace of entanglement in his eyes.

"Magic power... so to speak, there is indeed a stable source of magic power around here, but it may be a little dangerous... No, it might explode if it is dangerous."

"It's okay, tell me. I have decided to trust my companions and try to use their strength."

Xian Yu gently stroked the rune stone on his neck, his tone was extremely firm, nothing could stop him.

"The death palace of King Hassan, the first king of the mountain."

"Um"

Xian Yu nodded.

"Can I change it?"

cowardly.

Chapter 28. My Master Can't Be a Beautiful Girl in a Black Leather Clothes

"So your master is the boss of Hassan?"

On the steep and remote road, Mordred kicked the stones off the cliff at his feet, while chatting with the others in front of him.

"It's about the same, but strictly speaking, only I am the old man who taught me the sharpening stone behind closed doors. The other Hassans practiced, grew up, and led the organization by themselves. In the end, Wang Ha beat him to death."

"What the hell."

Xianyu's explanation made Mordred confused about Wang Hassan's role in the group of the old man in the mountain.

"You can just think of my master as a mourner with an evil appearance but a more terrifying heart. Normally you can't see him, but when you see him, you are dead, unless he is just out to eat. Bread."

"Oh, I probably understand, the Headless Horseman! It's like the guy who knocks on the door every morning and knocks on the door at the same time as the milk delivery, and then drags the other's head off and then walks away!"

"That's right! This metaphor is very appropriate. My master also likes other people's heads very much."

"However, the headless horseman in my impression is a cute and brainless (physical meaning) beautiful girl who wears a tight black leather jacket and has a big secret that her father will cry when she sees it."

"So the master is actually such a persona! I want to push this beautiful girl in tight leather clothes alone."