Merlin and the others had personally witnessed Wang Hao transform into a green giant, wielding a giant hammer with a diameter of one thousand meters to blast away the Abomination and shatter the earth.
Although the space they were in was reinforced by a Magecraft array, expanding to a size of ten thousand meters, and had been heavily fortified, it was still absolutely impossible for it to withstand such a terrifying attack.
This attack will not only shatter this space, but also reduce the entire Holy City of Camelot outside to ruins. As for the people inside, they will naturally have no chance of survival.
Unfortunately, their warning came too late. Wang Hao had already brought down the giant hammer with a diameter of a thousand meters, causing everyone to close their eyes in despair.
They never imagined that the Holy City of Camelot would not be destroyed by Lancelot and his Scourge Legion, but by their own allies.
That's ridiculous, utterly ridiculous!
The desperate crowd quickly sensed something was wrong, because the destruction they had imagined did not come, not even a sound.
They opened their eyes in confusion, and what they saw filled them with even more confusion and horror.
Wang Hao wielded a knock-off Clear Sky Hammer and unleashed Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer, smashing down one heavy blow after another.
Logically speaking, such a massive force, not to mention the vibration it caused, should have made an absolutely deafening sound. But strangely, when the giant hammer slammed heavily onto the three holy swords, not a single sound was heard.
"This is the essence of profound sound, the formlessness of all things?"
Kariya Matou seemed to realize something and cried out in surprise, his eyes widening in shock, but then a scream followed.
Retracting her fist that had just landed on her husband's head, Rin Tohsaka said disdainfully, "The ancient Eastern country's saying about 'the greatest sound is silent' doesn't refer to this, but that old man's methods are indeed terrifying, even Shishou is far inferior."
Having also studied the culture of ancient Eastern countries, she naturally knew the original meaning of "the greatest sound is silent," which was indeed not what it referred to, but it must be said that this forging method was truly terrifying.
Having received meticulous instruction from her Shishou, she was naturally able to discern some of the secrets. It was that the other party had poured all their power into the Three Holy Swords, without the slightest waste or leakage, achieving the ultimate perfection in their control over the force.
However, such ultimate perfection only exists in pure theory, and no one has ever achieved it, not even my own Shishou.
Just who is that old man?
" Merlin, have you ever heard of places like Middle-earth Continent and Douluo Continent?"
Morgan looked at Merlin with suspicion. This guy had lived for countless years and knew countless secrets. He might have even heard of places like Middle-earth Continent.
"No, I've never heard of him. But I suspect Mr. Gandalf isn't from our world."
With an extremely solemn expression, Merlin began to speculate about Gandalf's origins.
He had previously inquired with the powerful boss behind him, but unfortunately, the other party had never heard of places like the Middle-earth Continent or the Douluo Continent.
Most importantly, Mr. Gandalf had mentioned the term "Great Luo " before, a term he had heard from the Holy Beast White Fang just a few days ago. Clearly, both Mr. Gandalf and the Holy Beast White Fang came from beyond this world.
"Do you even need to tell me?"
Morgan was completely bewildered; she naturally knew that the so-called mage was not from their world.
Gudao, however, seemed thoughtful as he asked, "Mr. Merlin, are you implying that Mr. Gandalf is not from our Great World?"
Having traversed several parallel worlds, he was naturally able to vaguely understand the true meaning behind Merlin's words.
Clearly, the world Merlin speaks of "outside of the world" does not refer to other parallel worlds, but rather to all parallel worlds.
What kind of riddles are you playing?
Morgan glared at Merlin with displeasure. Helpless, Merlin could only explain in detail, and this series of settings left Morgan, who was encountering these things for the first time, completely bewildered.
She never imagined there were so many parallel worlds, and even other large worlds beyond all the parallel worlds, and it seemed their world was quite weak.
Forging a top-tier Acquired Spirit Treasure is extremely difficult and takes a very long time.
Fortunately, Wang Hao set up a time barrier ten thousand times stronger here, and after tens of thousands of days, the Ultimate Holy Sword was finally initially completed.
"Phew! Finally finished!"
Gandalf's version of Wang Hao let out a long breath, a satisfied smile on his face.
He could sense the continued attention of the two Counter Force on this place, and at the same time, he poured in a huge amount of Fortune, maximizing the chances of success in forging. So in the end, the forging was successfully completed.
A magnificent golden sword floated in mid-air; it was the Ultimate Holy Sword that had been forged!
However, at that moment, the space suddenly trembled and collapsed completely before anyone could react, and everyone fled in a sorry state.
Only then did they realize that the palace they were in had completely disappeared, replaced by a large pit covered with a thick layer of frost.
Lancelot!
The Ahoge King suddenly looked up at the sky and gritted his teeth as he uttered a name.
Everyone then looked up at the sky, their faces filled with hatred, as if they wished they could tear the man above to pieces.
Above Camelot, the Lich King's clone of Wang Hao stood atop the back of a ferocious dragon, clearly the one who had just shattered space.
That's right, the Lich King version of Wang Hao has already replicated the Frost Wyrm, a high-level undead unit, and its combat power is by no means inferior to that of a real dragon.
"King of Humanity, you are not yet qualified to contend with that man. Refine the Ultimate Holy Sword as soon as possible, and then guide it to restore the power of Holy Light. Only by possessing the power of Holy Light will we have a glimmer of hope."
We need to act quickly; we can't buy ourselves much more time.
Remember, Holy Light is the ultimate power of protection; only by understanding the heart of protection can one draw forth the purest Holy Light.
The Husky-version of Wang Hao's clone poured the so-called power of the sacred beast into the Ultimate Holy Sword, then tossed it to the Ahoge King, before finally stepping forward and looking directly at the Lich King -version clone in the sky.
His origins as an alternate identity are always somewhat questionable. Although Guinevere has covered for him, it's still a significant hidden danger, so he needs to do something to dispel other people's doubts.
"You beast, you're still alive?"
The Lich King clone, perched atop the Frost Wyrm, looked down in surprise at the Husky clone below, before turning its gaze to Guinevere.
" Guinevere, I am very disappointed in your choice, truly disappointed!"
He's a professional actor, and since he's taking on the role, he's going to give a complete performance.
"I was indeed very infatuated with you, but unfortunately, all you cared about was power and authority. I was just a tool you used to scheme and plot. The moment you succeeded, I, as a tool, naturally lost my value."
If I hadn't been careful, I'd probably be a member of your Scourge Legion by now!
Guinevere stepped forward without backing down, joining in the performance of the Lich King's clone.
This was something they had planned long ago; now it's just unfolding according to the script.
"Isn't this good? Didn't you say you wanted to stay with me forever? As long as you become Scourge Zombie, you will be reborn, possessing infinite lifespan and eternal youth. Isn't this what you crave?"
The Lich King- themed clone entered a dramatic performance, with perfectly executed changes in expression, making it seem incredibly convincing.
"I did say before that men conquer the world, while women conquer the world by conquering men. Unfortunately, a man like you is not someone I can conquer. I have that much self-awareness."
Don't deny it, you've never had even the slightest bit of real feeling for me, otherwise I wouldn't still be a virgin!
Although she was also in the midst of a dramatic performance, Guinevere maintained her elegant demeanor.
Upon hearing that Guinevere was still a virgin, the crowd reacted strangely, but said nothing more.
They already knew that King Arthur of this world was a woman, so naturally he would not deflower Guinevere.
I originally thought that Lancelot would lose his virginity because he had an affair with Guinevere, but to my surprise, he didn't.
Was Guinevere really just a tool for that man to orchestrate all of this?
Once they understood this, the group dispelled their last remaining doubts and wariness towards Guinevere, and truly regarded her as one of their own.
"Alas! As expected, I still don't particularly like women who are too clever!"
He sighed as if in regret, then his expression shifted to a chilling coldness, and a terrifying killing intent surged forth without any attempt to conceal it.
"Since you've made this choice, you'll pay a heavy price—your life. Are you prepared to face it?"
"Of course, long ago, after I saw through your true colors, I was prepared to bear all the consequences. Although Arthur can't give me the greatest happiness as a woman, we can be true best friends. At least I don't have to worry about her turning me into a disgusting zombie one day."
As the crowd below listened to their conversation, their expressions and the atmosphere gradually became strange.
How did the original national and personal feuds suddenly turn into a melodramatic emotional drama?
Just as the Lich King's clones were putting on a show, a flash of crimson lightning suddenly appeared, and a figure with overwhelming force attacked Wang Hao.
That wasn't the end of it; figures appeared from other directions, launching a coordinated attack on the Lich King's clone.
"Ta-da..."
Twelve muffled impacts rang out almost simultaneously. The Frost Wyrm beneath Wang Hao was reduced to dust before it could even unleash its power. All the attacks landed on Wang Hao, but were unfortunately blocked by the ice crystal armor that had formed on his body.
"It's you guys! I can't believe you're still alive even after all that! You're like persistent Yin Soul!"
With a sinister glance, the Lich King's clone unleashed an even more chilling killing intent.
The group that attacked Wang Hao was Mo Zai and his companions. In the past few days, with the help of Shishou Scáthach's power from the Land of Shadows, Mo Zai and his companions had already cultivated their Heroic Spirit True Body, gaining a second life and becoming even stronger than before.
That wasn't all. They used their own souls as relics to Jieyin the original heroic Heroic Spirit from the Temple of Heroic Spirits, merging with them and causing their power to surge once again.
Mo Zai and the others are now all at the Demigod Level, their strength many times greater than before, so they had devised this ambush plan beforehand.
Unfortunately, the man reacted too quickly, managing to conjure a layer of hard ice crystal armor for himself at the last moment; otherwise, they would have succeeded just now.
But this is nothing more than a prolongation of life!
Without uttering a single word, Mo Zai and the others unleashed their full power, determined to kill the man on the spot.
The various attacks erupted, causing cracks to gradually appear in the ice crystal armor that had formed on Wang Hao's body, making it seem like it was about to collapse. This further boosted the morale of Mo Zai and the others.