[Zhongyingmei] I save the world by transforming

Morgan stopped dancing, and the movement of the doll around her waist guided by her also stopped abruptly. The blond boy stopped there in an awkward posture and stopped moving, his half-down eyes looked empty.

In the next second, Morgan's smile disappeared completely from her face as if it had never existed. She let go of her hand, and the body of "Artorius" fell sideways like a puppet with its strings broken, straightening up with a bang sound. It fell to the ground.The crimson blood smeared on the floor and also stained his blond hair, but Morgan had already lost interest in this puppet that had been seen by others, and no longer paid him any attention, but bypassed him The body that fell on the ground walked towards Hela.

"I'm so impatient, Hela." Morgan gently twisted a handful of Hela's black hair hanging behind her and wrapped it around her fingertips. Her beautifully shaped lips came closer to Hela's ears, and softly pressed against her cheek. Whispering, "I told you, after I fulfill my wish, I will help you."

The heat from the witch's breath brushed Hela's neck, and the two of them seemed to be rubbing each other's ears, and the atmosphere was mellow.However, Hela didn't appreciate it, she turned her head indifferently, pinched Morgan's chin and looked into the madness in her eyes, "I have been waiting for a long time, and I have the patience to continue waiting, but you should show me the value of continuing to wait. "

Morgan smiled slightly, "Hella, you are never the only one who has been waiting for a long time. What's more..." Her palm caressed Hella's cheek, and she rubbed it intimately, but the words she said were without any name. It can be regarded as a close relationship, "Don't forget, although you are my master, it is also my credit that you can appear here. If something goes wrong with me, you still have to go back to the room that was built for you. cage."

Hela also smiled, "Are you threatening me, Morgan?" She stretched out her hand to clasp Morgan's wrist, and the dark green cloak fluttered behind her back as she used her magic power, "But I have more than one chance this time. As long as I Wait patiently until Odin dies, and you will be able to leave there. And you, how many years will you have to wait until the next time the Holy Grail appears and someone summons you?"

"How many more years will it take before I see your...brother?" Hela said, casting a glance at the puppet lying on the ground in a pool of blood, but just this one glance made Morgan ignore the fact that she was holding him back. Wrist, activate magic to summon six magic swords, and stab Hela from different directions!

Hela was not afraid of her tricks either, she also made a sharp blade with magic power to knock down the magic sword, and then a sword appeared in her left hand, and the sharp point of the sword touched Morgan's throat. Floating behind her, she pointed directly at her heart, but she didn't show any fear and said with a cold expression, "Morgan Le Fay, let me ask again. Do you want to fight me here?"

Morgan glanced indifferently at the blade that could pierce his throat at any time, waved his hand, and withdrew the magic, "Don't mention him in front of me, otherwise, even if it's you, don't blame me for being merciless." , didn't care that Hela's sword turned and left, and the blood-soaked floor also trembled like a pool of water, and the body that fell on it slowly sank and merged into the castle...or, in other words, it was The castle devours.

Hela flicked away a drop of blood from the sword, squinted her eyes, then turned around and returned to her room, "Madman."

If it was normal, Morgan might not mind dealing with Hela for a while, but the breath coming from the depths of Camelot made her a little bit concerned, and her pace quickened a little bit.

At the base of the castle, Morgan set up a large formation to gather spiritual veins. Half of her magic power was absorbed from the atmosphere by the magic circle, and the remaining half was provided by Hela and the Holy Grail.And next to this formation, there is also a summoning formation, which is set up by her to complete the communication with the master. After all, her master's real body cannot leave, so she carries the holy grail to the earth, and then establishes the magic Workshop Camelot, here, she summons Hela's spirit and soul in turn.

I summoned my master

I became my master's master

After that, she also used this summoning array to make some attempts, but unfortunately it seemed that the conditions were not sufficient and she failed.So, this time, who answered her call?

Morgan walked down the spiral stairs step by step. The gradually darkening surroundings and the lowering temperature gave her the illusion that she was going to hell. There was a piercing roar.

It was a voice full of anger and pain, and how much hatred it contained.

The last step fell, and a staff appeared in Morgan's palm, and the chains wrapped in blue flames emerged from her feet, tightly wrapped around the figure rushing towards her, making his fist that could shake the boulder stay away from her cheek. There was only a few centimeters away, and they were so close at hand, but they couldn't take another step forward, so they could only howl full of resentment, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!"

Morgan stretched out his hands to wrap this fist, and the magic power flowed into its owner's body along their connection, forcing the black-armored knight, who was wrapped in black energy all over his body, to make a more painful sound, and made him even more insane Struggling, the instigator Morgan tilted his head appreciative of the voice, "I said, even Agguiwen refused to answer my call, who could it be? In the end, it turned out to be you."

"It's really cunning. I can't wait to come out when I feel the king's breath, and now I want to do something to me." Although the knight's facial features and emotions are hidden under the helmet, Morgan can imagine the resentment in his eyes, so she The strength of the chain was increased, almost tearing off the limbs of the crazy knight, "Don't look at me like that. You are the one who really betrayed him. I have never stood with him, so how can we talk about betrayal?"

This sentence seemed to have touched something, the black-armored knight's struggle gradually weakened, and a weeping wail slipped out of his throat.

Only then did Morgan release his restraints, and the black-armored knight lost his strength and slowly half-kneeled on the ground. Morgan raised his hand and pressed it on top of his head, a faint light flashed in his palm.

"Go, go and bring him back to this Camelot, the ideal knight in his eyes"

"jingle"

Lisa raised her head from the bar when she heard the sound of wind chimes, and saw the prince-like figure from that day walk into her store again. Of course, now that she knew that this person might really be a prince, she was a little embarrassed Standing up quickly, "Ah...King Arthur!"

Bai Kui's heart skipped a beat. He had noticed the camera in Tony's hand that day, but he didn't expect that it would be broadcast live later on. So... where did it go?

He smiled helplessly, "You don't need to call me king anymore, just call me Arthur."

"Okay, okay." Lisa responded and made black tea in a hurry, Bai Kui hurriedly stopped her, "Thank you for your hospitality, but don't bother, I have other things to do later, I won't stay Too long."

Lisa glanced at the tea pot that she knocked over, left the pot in the bar in depression, opened the small door and walked out, "...well, if there is a chance, please let me buy you something. I I know, you went out that day to prevent them from destroying the town, right?"

Bai Kui paused, and gave her a warm smile, "Don't worry about it, that's my responsibility. Actually, I'm here this time to..."

Lisa interrupted him a little excitedly, "Well... It may be a bit strange for me to say that... But, believe me, I have seen a lot of bad men like Sword Emperor! You must not agree to his pursuit! "

Baikui:?

It seems that what should be broadcast and what should not be broadcast has already been broadcast live to the people of this world... Thank you so much Iron Man.

"Did you... misunderstand something?"

King Arthur is the only fan. Please be beautiful alone. Lisa clenched her fists firmly, "And Morgan, a word of a woman like her is unbelievable. You must not be deceived by them."

"...Uh, thank you for your concern, I will pay attention." Although there are question marks all over her head, Bai Kui accepted her kindness with a smile, "If you are afraid of them, don't worry, I will soon Let them get out of here."

"It's just...before then, you and others may need to stay away from this town for a few days. I know this request is a little rude, but I will fight them next. Lucius and Morgan are not easy opponents. , the battlefield may continue to expand, I'm afraid it will be difficult to protect you at the same time..." The handsome blond knight lowered his eyes and put his fist on his chest with a solemn expression, "However, this is only temporary."

"I swear in the name of the knight that I, Arthur Pendragon, will take back your homeland for you."

"Crack, snap, snap."

There was applause at the door, and Lisa looked over in surprise, only to find a tall red-haired young man standing there, "What a wonderful speech."

"Lucius." Bai Kui stepped forward to protect Lisa behind her, "What are you doing here?"

Lucius also changed into more modern clothes today, a shirt tie vest similar to Baikui, and a black windbreaker-style suit jacket, which looked like a deacon suit on the King of Knights, but became a black hand on him. The godfather of the party, and his frivolous smile now deepens the dangerous atmosphere in him, "I thought you came here to fight me, but it turned out that it was just for such a boring thing. It was because of this before You're so busy and you're wasting time now. Do you care so much about the fate of the grit?"

"...their lives are the foundation of the country." Bai Kui's expression turned cold, "If you don't have the gravel in your eyes, you won't be able to build a castle. How can you get the throne of the king."

Lucius' eyes flashed, and he grinned knowingly, "Really? You think so."

His leather shoes stepped on the wooden floor of the bar, and every step he stepped on made a squeaking sound, "I thought so before, Artorius, in fact, you are not suitable to be a king."

"……What did you say?"

Lucius quickly walked a few steps away from the tense Baikui, and looked down at him from top to bottom due to the height difference, "To become a king, you must be above the throne and treat all those below you equally. Life, you can't care too much about any life. Like you, you have lowered yourself to the height of other people, and brought everyone into your protection... Ha."

He looked into those green eyes, and said word by word: "Humans are just greedy creatures. They will take your protection for granted, and they will insatiably ask for more. You. Sooner or later, you will be dragged to hell by them."

"...It's not what you think." Bai Kui was silent for a few seconds and shook her head, "They will blame me because I really failed to protect Britain as promised. It's not their fault."

Lucius didn't see the anger he expected, but he wasn't discouraged either. He was really curious about how his green eyes, which were calmer than the lake in winter, were ignited by anger. He sighed, "It's so sad, you But the person who destroyed my path to supremacy, you should have enjoyed eternal praise, but you, who are so powerful, died so miserably in the end? Have you ever thought about why? It's very simple, of course, because you were Useless countries and useless Knights of the Round Table are dragging you down!"

"...Lucius, enough is enough." Anger finally appeared on the face of the knight king who valued the country and his companions far more than himself, and his hands hanging by his side clenched into fists, "Continue to insult They, I will not be polite to you."

Lucius smiled, and he put his hands on Baikui's shoulders, "I'm not done yet. Red Dragon, I'm serious. Come on, be my thing, obey me, and swing your sword for me. "

"Even if you see your comrades die in front of you again, you don't have to be sad, because they died by my order, not your fault. Even if the country eventually declines, it is because of my wrong decision-making, not what you did wrong. In other words, hand over all the responsibilities that have caused you pain to me, and all you have to do is continue to shine brightly and wield the sword of glory for me, is it easy? What's wrong with that?"

Even knowing that he was deliberately arousing his anger, Bai Kui was really irritated by him. He shook off Lucius' hand and raised his voice, "Lucius Sibelius! In your eyes , Am I the king who will abandon responsibility to others!"

"...sorry for interrupting, gentlemen of the king can talk about the king's views later." Tony's voice sounded from the earphone hanging on Baikui's ear, "There is a follower... probably a follower, who is asking You are approaching there."

Bai Kui glared at Lucius, quickly walked around him and walked out of the bar. He felt an object being thrown at him just a few steps out of the bar. Outside, he was finally able to summon the holy sword, wrapped around the wind king's barrier to hide Swinging down the holy sword following the shape, it easily cut off the thrown object from the middle, and Baikui also saw this object clearly...it was a bench, but it was completely blackened as if it had been eroded by some curse. , also entwined with dark red lines.

Then, a figure roared and slashed at him with a sword. His voice was hoarse, but Baikui heard his name clearly, "Arthur!!"

Lost in focus because of this name, he was thrown directly into the light pole not far away with a slight strength in his hand.Lucius, who was chasing him out, frowned when he saw this, "What are you doing, Artorius! Could it be that in order to escape me, you would rather deliberately lose to an unknown person?!"

... What kind of confident man are you speaking?Bai Kui propped up his body with the sword, looked at the knight who was surrounded by black air from head to toe, his eyes were both disbelieving and somewhat sad, and whispered the name, "...Lancelot."

The author has something to say: Sword Emperor: Be mine

Arthur: I refuse

Sword Emperor: I don't believe you when you speak in anger

Sword Emperor: The avatar is me, do you want to fight?

Sword Emperor: I admit that your tricks have successfully seduced me, sometimes I really want to take you and Britannia hard

Gan, this chapter was originally intended to be about the meeting between the professor and Lao Wan, but Sister Wang and Sword Emperor grabbed the pen together.

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