"They're … back …"
At this moment, Ferrell's whole body suddenly trembled.
Then, he hugged his head and squatted down. No matter how Clown's fists bombarded his body, he didn't seem to feel any pain.
Finally … Clown gave up attacking this guy.
"They're back … Ah —!!!"
Suddenly, Ferrell stood up, and a violent aura emanated from his body like a tornado. While he was still in shock, he had already crossed the distance and appeared in front of Clown in a flash.
Clown's superhuman senses couldn't catch Ferrell's movements. Then, under Clown's incredulous gaze, he saw Ferrell reach out and tear open his holy armor — his breastplate!
"Get lost!!"
After tearing open Clown's breastplate, Ferrell threw out a punch — Clown's body was directly smashed into the ground!
At this moment, Ferrell, who was holding a piece of Clown's holy armor in his hand, directly looked at Caesar.
Caesar had the blood of an orc, but at this moment … he was a real beast!
Flash.
He didn't have time to react, and his chest was directly hit … The dark purple holy armor was instantly smashed into pieces, turned into light, and returned to the holy seal. At the same time, the [Indestructible Lake Light] was seized by Ferrell.
It was also a punch — Caesar was directly smashed into the building.
In the blink of an eye, Caesar and Clown were both defeated by Ferrell.
Ferrell didn't stop. He didn't even look at Katharine and the others from the Myth of Doomsday. As if he had gone crazy, he raised his breastplate with one hand as a shield and held the [Indestructible Lake Light] with the other, and rushed toward the place where the black light was emitting!
The elven mark on the blade shone brightly. Under the pitch-black brilliance, it was like a firefly.
"Demon … Die!!"
Ferrell roared. At this moment, he madly rushed in, raised the [Indestructible Lake Light] in his hand, and directly slashed at Hopkins without saying a word!
At this moment, Sir Hopkins only felt an endless stream of vitality beginning to flow from the [Holy Grail] into his body through his hands.
His aged skin began to regain its firmness. His white hair also began to turn pitch-black … His skinny body also began to slowly become stronger.
He was experiencing the process of recovering from old age to youth — this wonderful feeling of regaining control of life made him lose himself in the endless sea of passion.
When Ferrell's sword slashed, he suddenly woke up from this wonderful feeling … he was so frightened — he was afraid that in the end, all of this would be destroyed by Ferrell's strike!
"No —!!!" Sir Hopkins furiously!
However, Ferrell's target wasn't him … It was the [Holy Grail] in his hands!
Clang —!!!
The [Indestructible Lake Light] broke through the black light and slashed at the edge of the [Holy Grail]. Only the sound of collision could be heard … It was like the sound of a huge bell!
The whole city shook!
Crack —!
Broken.
It was the [Indestructible Lake Light] that was broken. The blade directly shattered into stardust in front of Ferrell. Then, a huge force was released from the [Holy Grail], and directly blasted him away!
The shield of the Holy Armor in his hand directly shattered under the release of this force … Ferrell crossed his hands in front of his body to protect himself … two long traces of his legs were left on the ground.
His white suit was already tattered, and a large part of his body was exposed. At this moment, there was boiling steam coming out … His skin looked like it was burned.
He blocked it … but at the same time, he became more confused, crazy … and even terrified.
"I can't win … I can't win … no matter what … I can't win … Why!!!"
At this moment, he abruptly pressed his hands against his head. The moment he looked at the [Holy Grail], his entire body began to tremble. Countless fallen figures appeared before his eyes … one after another, their faces filled with despair.
Those were his comrades and companions who were killed by him during the riot.
They seemed to be mocking him or scolding him … They rushed up and began to choke his neck and grab his hands and feet.
The ground seemed to have turned into a swamp, and countless ghosts reached out their hands from the swamp … In the darkness, they seemed to want to drag him into the swamp.
"Don't come over … Don't … Come over —!!!!"
He turned around … and rushed out to escape.
"Don't follow me!! Don't follow me —!! I didn't kill them … I didn't kill them!! Get away —!!!! "
The craziness and panic of the most powerful knight in history made everyone dumbfounded … He actually escaped like this.
…
While being dumbfounded, everyone secretly heaved a sigh of relief. After all, no one wanted to face this monster again.
It was just that … what kind of terrifying thing could cause him to be so terrified that he would flee in panic like a coward?
No one knew … They just subconsciously looked at the black light that didn't disperse, and a sense of fear slowly rose in their hearts.
Katharine hugged her arms tightly in fear.
In the distance, Miss Witch, who had thought that victory was in her grasp, felt a mighty force that caused her soul to sink into boundless darkness even though she didn't know what Ferrell was trying to do.
She wasn't much better than Ferrell.
After a scream, the witch ran away from this place.
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…
Laughter. At first, it was a chuckle, and then it was an arrogant and wild laughter that even Sir Hopkins himself didn't think would appear on him.
He wasn't arrogant, or else he wouldn't have planned everything so carefully. He wouldn't have waited until his hair was white before he started everything — but the power that surged into his body made him instantly lost in the whirlpool of endless power.
Even the most powerful knight in history ran away like a stray dog under the power of the [Holy Grail] … He saw it, he saw it with his own eyes!
The power seemed to have opened all the nerves of the knight in an instant. An indescribable feeling of refreshment washed away his calmness … Calmness, scheming, thinking, what was the use of these — under this invincible power.
The inhuman's insufferably arrogant gaze and the natural contempt for ordinary humans … It wasn't that they were arrogant, but when their power reached this level, they didn't need to care about the shackles of the world anymore.
"Great."
The power of the [Holy Grail] was still coming … The more top-grade items were sacrificed, the more powerful its effect would be!
Hopkins looked at his strong arms with fascination, feeling the youthful vitality of every part of his body, and the change from a white-haired old man to a strong man.
He stopped his wild laughter and called out softly, "[Mordred]!"
A huge holy seal appeared on his chest, and at the same time, a set of holy armor that was secretly hidden in the manor disappeared instantly and then appeared on the knight's body.
The moment his palm touched the armor, the holy armor turned into a stream of light and covered the body of Sir Hopkins.
[Mordred]'s holy armor — Surging power began to flow into his body.
At this moment, Sir Hopkins casually threw out a punch.
Boom —!
With one punch, more than half of the broken palace was destroyed just like that!
He slowly raised the arm that threw out the punch and clenched it … At this moment, it was as if the whole world was already in his palm.
He suddenly waved his hand.
In the already destroyed Royal Auditorium, the floor directly cracked open, and the broken stones and broken furniture were all pushed to the side.
As the floor cracked open, a flight of stairs began to appear … On the stairs, a huge throne made of various materials finally appeared in front of him just like that.
Sir Hopkins looked at the [Holy Grail] in his hand with satisfaction … It was like a scepter that allowed him to control the world at will … Everything was according to his will.
He was immersed in this happy feeling, and walked step by step toward the throne on the steps.
What no one noticed was that when the black light of the [Holy Grail] emitted, the body of Knight Lancelot, who was buried under the rubble, quietly wrapped around a trace of black fog …
…
…
Rumble …
Inside the collapsed building, a figure flipped over a huge boulder that fell on him and staggered out. It was Mr. Clown.
At this moment, Mr. Clown pressed one hand on his shoulder, and his steps were a bit light … But he still walked step by step toward the Royal Auditorium.
Along the way, Mr. Clown saw Katharine, Judas, and a few others … They gathered together, and their expressions were a bit blank, as if they were looking for Caesar.
Mr. Clown ignored them and walked into the Auditorium — Although the dome was broken, the Auditorium was still shining with a dazzling golden light.
On the steps, on the huge throne, Hopkins, who was wearing the holy armor, was holding his chin with one hand and looking down from the throne. The [Holy Grail] was still in his hand.
In front of him, his adopted son, Orfin, was kneeling on one knee in front of him.
Simpton, who was seriously injured but still managed to crawl out from the rubble … was also kneeling in front of Hopkins.
Her Majesty the Queen was also there … Her Majesty the Queen was now shackled by many halos … Her Majesty the Queen lowered her head, and her expression was obviously not good.
"Dagonite." Hopkins moved his gaze forward a bit, "Thank you for your hard work, my knight … It is indeed a bit difficult for you to resist Ferrell. Come forward!"
Mr. Clown shrugged, came to the side of Simpton and Orfin, and also knelt on one knee on the ground.
At this moment, Hopkins suddenly said, "I, will be crowned as the King here … Orfin!"
At this moment, Orfin nodded and then stood up directly. His hands were holding the ancient crown that he had brought at the beginning.
He held the crown, lowered his head, and walked up the steps step by step — But at this moment, Hopkins suddenly waved his hand and said, "Wait a minute, my child."
Orfin's expression changed slightly, and then he raised his head in astonishment — He saw that Hopkins wasn't looking at him, but at the night sky.
He then raised his head as well.
Above the broken dome of the auditorium, there were many figures floating in the air … There were probably more than 30 or 40 of them.
These people were all wearing gray and black robes that covered their faces … Every one of them was emitting a strong aura of magic power.
Sir Hopkins glanced at them casually, then smiled, and looked at the Queen who was standing quietly with her head lowered at the bottom of the steps, "It seems that your backer has finally arrived … I'm more curious, how did you manage to invite these magicians, Elizabeth?"
"Probably because I transferred the mining rights of the several mineral resources in the eastern secret land." The Queen raised her head, "Now that I think about it, I'm really a prodigal person."
"The eastern secret land …" Hopkins frowned — He knew the amount of mineral resources in that place … Those hidden ores were all very precious magic materials, "You're really generous."
"After all, you've always been by my side."
The Queen looked quite helpless at this moment, "So, why can't you be more careful … Hopkins, turn back. In fact, I'm still more used to your white-haired appearance, which makes me feel that time has actually passed. "
"Ridiculous."
Hopkins shook his head, then slowly stood up from the throne, "Maybe in your eyes, the inhuman power doesn't have any concept at all … Even the difference between an ordinary knight and the Twelve Knights, in your eyes, is only the difference between a boxer and an ordinary person? Sometimes, quantity doesn't determine victory … In this regard, that Mr. Prime Minister has actually verified it. "
"Is this really the only way?" The Queen sighed, "Hopkins …"
"Do you really think that these people from the Magician's Association can fight against the current me?"
Hopkins waved his hand, "It doesn't matter. Since it's my coronation, of course, I need some spectators … Although there aren't many people, if they're all magicians, it's still okay."
One of the many magicians who had been gazing from the sky suddenly said, "This is the spoils of war that were distributed to the knights after the great war back then … the Holy Grail."
"It seems that you're also familiar with that period of history," Hopkins said indifferently, "Maybe you're still very young and don't know its true power."
"That's not necessarily true."
This man with a little light bird on his shoulder, Mr. Ace, one of the four deacons of the Magician's Association's Secret Arts Tower, smiled and said, "In terms of spoils of war, didn't we also hide two?"
"Are you going to fight against me on behalf of the Magician's Association?" Hopkins asked expressionlessly.
"No." Deacon Ace shook his head, "I'm just representing the Magician's Association to complete the employment task entrusted by our employer."
"Well …" Hopkins shook his head with a little pity, then sighed and said, "I'll let you see my current power, and then I'll give you another chance … Choose, surrender. Or … become my sacrifice. "
With that, Hopkins punched out casually … The wave of fist light rushed out.
The people of the Magician's Association seemed to have been prepared, and they all raised their hands in an instant — But before they launched their magic, two figures appeared like lightning and blocked the fist light.
When the light dissipated, the two figures landed in the middle of the auditorium … one of them was wearing an azure holy armor.
They … looked at Hopkins who was sitting on the throne with a heavy expression.
"Oh … Gareth and Bedivere, you're here too." Hopkins smiled and opened his hands, "Are you here to celebrate the birth of the new king … Knights!"
"Mr. Hopkins … Is it really you?" Gareth looked sad, "For your own selfish reasons … Is it really you?"
"Actually, you think I'm wrong, is that true?" Hopkins shook his head, "Why don't you think that under my leadership, Britain will regain the honor of being the strongest country in the world … Why don't you think I'll do better?"
"I'm sorry, I can't agree with such brutal success." Gareth took a deep breath and slowly pulled out his sword, "Mr. Hopkins, please turn back!"
The moment Gareth activated his weapon, dozens of black shadows appeared behind Bedivere, densely filling the auditorium. Among them, several of the shadow people were directly guarding Her Majesty the Queen's side at this time.
"You've been frightened, Your Majesty the Queen." Bedivere said in a deep voice, "I'm sorry to let you see this kind of thing inside the knight's organization … We'll clean it up right away."
"Hahahahaha!" Hopkins's carnival-like laughter appeared again … It was difficult to define his state at this time. Perhaps his personality hadn't changed, but it had been affected in some way.
He would no longer keep himself calm … Following his heart, so it was obviously more pleasurable.
"You guys aren't enough!" Hopkins's eyes suddenly became crazed.
"What if you add us?"
Outside the Royal Auditorium, an aged voice suddenly rang out … Along with the voice, several figures rushed into the auditorium.
Behind these figures, two old men slowly walked in … They were clearly the only two remaining Cabinet Elders of the knight's organization, respectively in charge of Odin's treasure and Birmingham's knight's organization.
And behind them, several core members of the Myth of Doom, Katharine, Judas, Tipu, and Dobas, were already restrained and escorted in by more than a dozen knights.
All of them revealed a defeated expression and hung their heads dejectedly.
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