Chapter 148
Think about it.
Just as you're about to leave, you suddenly see a kind old man standing quietly to the side.
As the bells toll, it suddenly appears before you, blue flames leaping in its eye sockets, saying, "The Late Bell proclaim your name; surrender your head!!"
Let's not think about it anymore.
More terrifying than the worst nightmare!
Merlin, the Child of Nightmare, felt as if he were having a nightmare at that moment.
Merlin breathed a sigh of relief, "But don't worry, whether King Hassan exists or not is another matter, and he would never take action against us."
"Indeed, the fact that Wuming was able to recognize such a terrifying being is purely due to his shamelessness in dealing with him." Tamamo no Mae also took a deep breath.
No, I still need to become stronger.
To subdue Wuming, one would need to at least condense a sixth tail!
The video continues.
After training with King Hassan, Nameless, along with Mashu and the others, headed to the two remaining villages outside the Holy City Camelot.
A terrifying Divine Judgment is imminent.
Once the light falls, everyone will be evaporated in the endless light.
Therefore, they split into two groups, intending to forcibly take all the villagers away.
The Great Hero Arash, bow in hand, smiled and said, "Don't worry, although I'm just an ordinary archer, holding off one or two Knight of the Round Table is no problem."
"Alright, then I'll leave Dongzhi Village to you!" Wuming patted him on the shoulder, showing his complete trust in him.
Even after reading the script, he couldn't be sure of the exact time of the Divine Judgment's arrival, so he could only prepare in advance.
Arash let out a hearty laugh, "Haha, don't forget to buy me a drink after this battle!"
"No problem, I'll treat you to the finest wine!" Nameless shook hands with him in farewell and headed to West Village.
The two parties separated immediately.
On the way to West Village, Mashu said somewhat uneasily, "Senpai, I seem to sense some kind of crisis. Is the Divine Judgment about to arrive ahead of schedule?"
"If that's possible, then let's speed things up!" Wuming said solemnly.
Fortunately.
They arrived just in time and evacuated everyone in West Village, saving hundreds of innocent villagers.
Less than ten minutes after leaving West Village, a dazzling beam of light came crashing down.
The light, so dazzling that it was impossible to look directly at it, completely engulfed the entire West Village.
When the light faded, the village was gone.
The entire area, including the surrounding area for several kilometers, was blasted into craters tens or even hundreds of meters deep!
Countless people who witnessed this scene felt a suffocating terror.
[Holy crap, is this an attack by the god King Arthur?]
[A single strike could destroy a city and kill millions; who could withstand that!]
[As expected, this is the most terrifying god; there's absolutely no way to fight against it!]
[Just looking at it is enough to inspire despair; imagine how soul-stirring it must be to be there in person!]
"That's terrifying!"
Luo Ya's face turned pale.
In the video, King Arthur, transformed into a god, attacks with outrageously high power.
A single strike blasted an area spanning several kilometers.
If it landed in Fuyuki City, the entire city would be destroyed!
"It's really scary."
Wei Gong sighed softly.
If Bedivere had returned the sword back then, none of this would have happened.
Unfortunately, it was too late to say anything.
In the Singularity of the Sacred Round Table Domain, countless humans were massacred, and the Singularity nearly transformed into a true Lostbelt.
Once it transforms into Lostbelt, repairing it becomes extremely difficult.
"Huh, the camera has switched to Higashi no Mura on the other side!"
Luo Ya exclaimed in surprise.
It was an ordinary little village.
The flames were burning fiercely.
Countless people lay on the ground, blood flowing freely, a scene of extreme carnage.
And the cause of all this was none other than the [Purification Knights] under the Lion King's command.
Lancelot, the Knight of the Lake, and Tristan, the Child of Sorrow, are the leaders of this group of knights.
They were also the perpetrators of this fire and carnage!
The once peaceful village, free from worldly strife, has now been completely destroyed by them!
"Huh? Why has the My King's Divine Judgment been brought forward?"
Tristan looked up at the sky, and after a moment of surprise, looked at the defender with pity. "Your archer is strong, but you can't change the outcome."
"In any case, you will all disappear and be purified under the Divine Judgment of our My King!"
The person in front of me was covered in blood.
The endless battles left him extremely exhausted.
It was Great Hero Arash, who was summoned to this era.
An ordinary archer.
Arash's usually cheerful face was now filled with anger. "You have truly failed the name of knight!"
"We are knights! See that? That's the pillar of purification for the Rhongomyniad!"
Tristan gazed at the dazzling pillar of light in the distance. "The insignificant mountain people have vanished. Now it's your turn!"
"Are you all insane? My King... how could the king do such a thing?" Bedivere angrily rebuked.
Even now, he still clings to the last glimmer of hope, only to have it cruelly destroyed by the other party.
"Of course it's the King's order! Our My King personally released the Divine Judgment; no one will be left alive!"
Tristan's eyes were closed, but filled with pity. "How can sanctions be mixed with personal feelings? Look, that king has finally completely abandoned the will of the people!"
"King..."
Bedivere's expression grew increasingly pained.
"The Divine Judgment will descend in five minutes. Farewell, Lord Bedivere, perhaps we will never meet again."
Tristan quickly withdrew from the area.
A group of Purification Knights were ordered to stay behind and cover the rear, preventing the group from escaping.
Arash sighed, "I boasted to Nameless that I could easily hold off the Knight of the Round Table, but I failed to defeat them and take the villagers away."
"Stop talking, let's break through the Knights of Purification Knights's encirclement quickly." Bedivere's silver arm gleamed.
Every time he used the [Silver Arm], he felt a suffocating, soul-burning sensation.
But given the current critical situation, it's necessary to use it.
Arash pressed down on his shoulder. "Don't use it! Using this arm again will end your life, so save it for the final target!"
"So you knew about my past as a criminal." Bedivere's expression was complicated.
Arash grinned heartily. "Haha, I have Clairvoyance, so seeing this is nothing to me."
A dazzling light shone in the sky.
It resembled a falling star, charging towards the crowd with unstoppable force.
Once it falls, everyone will be instantly vaporized.
"You all better get out of here quickly, and let me wash away the shame of breaking my promise to Wuming!"
Arash looked up at the sky and sighed softly, "I'm sorry, I wanted to stand with you and Nameless before the Lion King, but now I must take my leave first."
He raised his red longbow and aimed it at the dazzling pillar of light falling from the sky.
At this moment, the originally sunny and cheerful young man transformed into Hou Yi, the legendary archer who shot down the suns, filled with boundless courage to fight against the gods.
The entire scene seemed to freeze in that instant, becoming a breathtaking moment.
Countless viewers couldn't believe it.
[My God, is Arash trying to defy the Divine Judgment unleashed by the gods?]
[To fight against gods with mortal body is utterly hopeless!]
[That was an attack from a god! He could have escaped, why didn't he run?]
[Because he is Great Hero Arash who ended the war! A hero would never desert his post!]
Under the watchful eyes of countless people.
The dazzling golden holy spear crashed down from the sky.
It was like a star crashing down on the earth, filled with the power to destroy everything.
Unbeatable!
Unstoppable!
There's no escaping it!
Everything seemed so hopeless under such a god-like attack.
Despair spread wildly, giving countless viewers a suffocating feeling.
In this state of despair.
The cheerful young man drew his bow fully, released the arrow, and began to chant—
[My Lord, as radiant and holy as the sun]
[O Radiant Lord who bestows wisdom, dignity, and strength.]
Please witness my sincerity, my conviction, and my strength!
Behold, creator of the stars and the moon!
Witness my actions, my end, and the sacred dedication I will achieve.
[After unleashing this all-or-nothing attack]
My strong body will soon crumble and shatter!
While it was being sung.
A dazzling divine punishment has descended from the heavens, engulfing everything in destruction.
Arash released his grip, unleashing the full power of his life's strongest attack:
"Stella!"
A dazzling light burst forth from the arrow.