Do you know Heroic Spirit are?
Guinevere didn't immediately reveal her method, but instead uttered a cryptic remark.
Is it Hall of Heroic Spirits from Norway mythology?
Fighting Knight Gareth frowned and spoke, as did the others.
Norway is not far from Britain, so they are familiar with Norway mythology and often read related mythological novels to pass the time. Therefore, they are naturally aware of Hall of Heroic Spirits in Norway mythology.
Legend has it that it was a temple of the dead built by Odin, the God King, specifically to collect the souls of Hero. The souls of the Hero after their deaths became Heroic Spirit, accompanying the gods in their conquests and ultimately in the final Ragnarök.
"Almost!"
Guinevere nodded slightly, gently stroking the huge dog head of the husky-like Wang Hao beside her, and continued, "The power of the Evil God of Plague is a divine power that targets the body. In the early stages, it will not corrupt the soul. That's why I made a deal with White Fang before, asking him to collect the countless souls of those who died in Britain during this period."
While we cannot bring those countless souls back to life and give them new bodies, we can make them exist as Heroic Spirit, allowing them to live another life.
Guinevere briefly recounted the method the man had told her, then remained silent, awaiting the understanding and decision of the others, including Ahoge King.
Having received professional training from that man, she understood the key points of deceiving people. There was no need to be too proactive; she could simply give the other party the choice and let them make their own decision.
Of course, this is only a choice on the surface. In reality, Ahoge King and the others had no other choice but to follow the path arranged by Wang Hao.
" Merlin!"
After a moment's thought, the Ahoge King looked at the white-haired man in the corner of the tent.
That was her court mage, Merlin, the most legendary and powerful mage in all of Britain.
Faced with such a major disaster, she immediately summoned Merlin back from his travels around the world, and had also been Merlin to try to analyze and resolve the power of the Evil God of Plague.
"While it sounds incredible, there are indeed some possibilities, but the difficulty would be extremely high!"
Merlin frowned as he looked at the large dog lying beside Guinevere. He had spent the entire day studying the power of the Evil God of Plague and deeply understood how terrifying this god's power was.
He had no way to solve this problem, and while Guinevere's suggestion was one possible solution, it was incredibly difficult.
However, he couldn't very well deny it and plunge Arthur and the others into despair again. Besides, since Guinevere said that, she must have some confidence in the matter.
This struck him as incredible!
"Your Majesty, I entrust this matter to you. Please do not hesitate to ask for anything. Everyone here, including myself, will do everything in our power to assist you in redeeming all the people of Britain."
Having received Merlin's affirmation, Ahoge King immediately expressed her full support, as they had no other choice at this point.
"This matter isn't urgent; we can postpone it. The most important thing right now is to stop Lancelot's plan. That man has far more terrifying schemes at his disposal; this is only the initial stage, far from its peak."
Guinevere's expression turned solemn, and she calmly brought up another topic.
"What?"
Everyone was shocked. The situation couldn't be worse than it got, and you're telling us this is just a game of make-believe, and they haven't even gotten serious yet?
Were they, Britain, abandoned by the Lord?
" Merlin, you are the strongest mage in Britain, you should know what lies hidden in the depths of the distant ocean."
Turning her gaze to Merlin, Guinevere didn't intend to reveal the matter herself. Instead, she thought it would be more believable and easier to deceive people if Merlin, the strongest mage in Britain, said it.
"You mean Lancelot's ultimate goal is the forbidden land of the sea?"
Startled, Merlin jumped up, completely losing his composure.
As a mage, he was naturally aware of the terrifying power hidden beneath the Atlantic Ocean, a power even more terrifying than the many gods of the Age of Gods, and he dared not even approach it.
What's even more bizarre is that in recent centuries, the forbidden forces in that seabed have become increasingly active, even interfering with the Britain mainland.
This forbidden power is feared by all great beings, and no one expected that Lancelot would actually make it his ultimate goal!
This is a serious matter, far more serious than the power of the Evil God of Plague; it could potentially destroy the entire world.
"That Evil God of Plague was summoned from another world by someone using forbidden power from the seabed. It is also the key to truly unlocking the power of the seabed. As long as enough Evil God of Plague power is gathered as a sacrifice, the power there can be controlled."
Back then, I intended to use the power of my own sacred beast to seal and refine the Evil God of Plague, but I underestimated the stupidity and greed of you humans. That man found me and released the Evil God of Plague's essence that had been sealed within me."
Wang Hao suddenly spoke, his deep voice filled with boundless anger and disgust, a disgust for all the humans present.
After all, acting requires a complete performance!
You can speak human language!
Gawain, who had the most contact with Wang Hao, was completely dumbfounded. He never expected that this dog who had caused him so many setbacks could actually speak human language.
"Unless absolutely necessary, this sacred beast has no interest in communicating with you ignorant and greedy humans."
Wang Hao gave Gao Wen a disdainful look and arrogantly raised his head, making Gawain's face tremble with anger.
"Many thanks to Lord White Fang for saving the countless people of Britain. I, King of Knights Artoria Pendragon, extend my sincerest gratitude!"
Before they met, Ahoge King stood up and gave a knightly salute to express his gratitude, a gratitude that was incredibly sincere!
The Knights of the Round Table, including Gawain, rose and bowed to express their gratitude.
This kindness is truly beyond repayment!
"Lord White Fang, I can sense countless souls being devoured into your body, and it seems to be putting a strain on you. Are you really alright?"
Merlin seemed to have noticed something about Wang Hao's situation and couldn't help but express his concern.
"My very essence was damaged because I neutralized the power of the Evil God of Plague, leaving me with only a fraction of my former strength. It is indeed difficult for me to bear the weight of hundreds of millions of souls. If you have any suitable containers to store souls, please bring them to me as soon as possible."
Wang Hao didn't mince words about this, after all, he was just an avatar of an avatar, with limited power, and it was indeed a huge burden to bear the souls of Britain of millions of people in Britain all at once.
Furthermore, he would later have to assist Ahoge King in forging a holy sword to counter the All the World's Evil, which would also require immense power as its support.
Therefore, there is an urgent need for a container to store these lost souls.
The scabbard Avalon would have been a good choice, but he had other plans for it, so the Ahoge King had to find another solution.
"I can temporarily activate the Fairies' Utopia, but the souls of hundreds of millions of people in Britain are simply too many. Even with the resources of the Fairies' Utopia, it cannot sustain this for too long, at most a month!"
After a moment's thought, Merlin gritted his teeth and prepared to contact the elves to discuss the matter.
"Sure, three days is plenty of time for me to get everything arranged!"
Nodding at the enormous dog head, Wang Hao clearly approved of the Fairies' Utopia.
It should be noted that the small world within Avalon was conceived from the Fairies' Utopia, and as the blueprint for this Avalon, it is naturally qualified to bear the souls of hundreds of millions of Britain citizens who have perished.
Although it could only last for three days, it was enough for him to arrange everything.
At this moment, Galahad, the Eternal Knight, who was Wang Hao's adopted son, suddenly spoke up, voicing a question that had been on his mind.
"Your Excellency, you previously mentioned that the power of the Evil God of Plague is the key to unlocking the forbidden power of the deep sea. Now, that man intends to spread the power of the Evil God of Plague to hundreds of millions of people throughout Britain. Is there any connection between these two things?"
Galahad's expression became very unnatural when he talked about that man. After all, that man was his adoptive father who had raised him, and now that he had done such a thing, he, as the adopted son, felt extremely embarrassed and angry.
However, since things have come to this, there's no point in saying anything more. The most important thing is to do everything in our power to find a way to resolve this crisis as soon as possible.
"After tens of thousands of years of refinement, I have refined and worn down most of the Evil God of Plague's original power. The remaining original power is no longer sufficient to unlock the forbidden power at the bottom of the sea. Therefore, he needs to extract the life force of you humans to transform and strengthen the Evil God of Plague's original power, and reforge a complete key."
Wang Hao gave Galahad an admiring look and casually made up a story.
This is the legendary perfect teammate. Without him even having to say a word, the other person will cooperate by asking questions, allowing him to perfectly concoct all the prepared excuses.
However, Guinevere, who was standing next to Wang Hao, cast a subtle look of pity at Galahad.
Poor kid, you've really been completely fooled by your bastard godfather!
"Is it possible for us to stop or interfere with that man's reclaiming of these scattered evil god powers?"
A thought struck him, Galahad excitedly pressed for an answer. The others also realized what was happening and their faces lit up with excitement.
Although they had no contact with the culture of the ancient Eastern country, they knew the principle of "Do not do to others what you would not have them do to you," but conversely, this principle was quite suitable for dealing with enemies.
Now that man is indeed gathering power to strengthen the Evil God of Plague, they would be better off interfering with or even sabotaging his plans.
"If this sacred beast were at its peak, that would be fine, but now its strength is less than one ten-thousandth of what it once was, and you are all weaklings. There's no use in you thinking about it!"
Rolling his eyes, Wang Hao gave him another disdainful look.
Although everyone was quite provoked by those words, they fell silent after recalling the power Lancelot had previously displayed.
That's right, their strength is still far too inferior, and they are far from being able to contend with that man, not to mention that the man has tens of millions of the Scourge Legion behind him. And when the plague breaks out completely throughout Britain, the man's forces will even increase to more than 300 million.
Faced with such a terrifying lineup, even if they were all in their prime and severely injured, they would still be defeated, let alone now.
Is there really no way at all?
"I really don't want that despicable bastard to succeed. Even just interfering with or delaying his plans would be good enough," said the Ahoge King, still unwilling to give up.
"It's too late. You no longer have time to stop that man's plan, but I can impart to you the power to combat the Forbidden Power of the deep sea."
Wang Hao shook his enormous dog head slightly and Earthly Dao another topic at the opportune moment.
These words made the eyes of Ahoge King and the others light up. They all understood that Lancelot would inevitably do something even more terrifying after obtaining the forbidden power of the seabed. It would be good to obtain the power to fight against the forbidden power of the seabed.
However, compared to the group of Ahoge King who knew nothing about the forbidden power of the deep sea, Merlin glanced at the excited crowd, hesitated for a moment, and finally chose to express his doubts and worries.
"Lord White Fang, I admit that the power within you is of a very high level, even comparable to the God King in many mythological systems, but it is still far inferior to the forbidden power deep in the ocean. The power contained there is something that even those two Venerable Ones are extremely wary of."
As a mage with top-tier Clairvoyance, he knew many secrets and was naturally aware of the existence of the two major Counter Force. He also understood that for hundreds of years, the two Counter Force had been paying attention to the increasingly active forbidden power in the depths of the ocean, and that the other party seemed to be secretly carrying out some kind of plan to target that forbidden power.
Even the two major Counter Force have to be so careful, which shows just how terrifying that forbidden power is.
Although the large dog in front of him was very strong, even if it was as if it had lost one ten-thousandth of its strength as it claimed, it was still far stronger than him, the strongest person in Britain.
However, compared to the forbidden power in the depths of the ocean, it is still far inferior.
He didn't believe that such a being could possess the means to contend with that forbidden power.
The expressions of the group, including the Ahoge King, froze. They turned their gazes back to the large dog, their desperate eyes containing a last glimmer of hope.