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If one were to say that Landuin's swordsmanship was about being fast and ferocious, and that he wouldn't die from displaying his swordsmanship with his bare hands, then the Indestructible Lake Light in Landuin's hands was filled with endless valiance and dominance.
The knight's spear spun in the air, and the range of its attack was so large that Leon was unable to get close to Landuin's body. Landuin used a single arm to sweep across with the Light of the Indestructible Lake, tearing a black crack in the entire space. The twisted spear tip was like a huge beast that could devour humans. Under the holy light of the Lake Fairy, the sharp spear tip became Leon's nightmare.
No matter how he tried to get close, Landuin's spear swept and slashed, forcing Laing to retreat again and again. The frequency of the weapons clashing became lower and heavier.
The onlookers realized that the Knight of the Lake was just testing Laing. Now, Landuin was using his full strength!
The knight's sword did not die from his bare hands. His speed was extremely fast. After being injured, Landuin's fierce attacks made Laing breathless.
The Knight's Indestructible Lake Light was slow, but its attack range was huge. Once Landuin swung his spear continuously, Laing had to choose between being pierced by the spear or barely getting close to Landuin.
With a sword in his left hand and a spear in his right, the Knight of the Lake held both weapons and fought with Laing head on. "Come on! Laing Macado! "
"I won't fail!" Laing also felt his blood boiling. The power brought by the advancement made the champion of the Lake Fairy even stronger. Facing Landuin's attack, Laing quickly dodged to the side and swung his sword. "I must defeat you here! Lord Landuin! "
"Oh! Very good, what a beautiful realization! " Landuin laughed heartily. His voice was filled with joy. "So, defeat me!"
"Ding!"
Clang!
At this time, the battle had gone from noon to dusk. However, the onlookers were not in the mood to eat. They were all deeply attracted by this battle.
At this moment, Berchemund, the Red Dragon Duke, spoke. His voice was filled with sadness.
"His Excellency Landuin was a close companion and best friend of my ancestor, Arthur. He was a perfect person." Berchemund looked at the battle on the swamp in front of the graveyard, and whispered to François, "He spent his entire life honing his martial arts and his strength. After being bestowed the Holy Grail by the Lady, Randuin's achievements in the 12 battles were so great that even Arthur admired him, and even the Lady was amazed."
"This is a pure martial artist. His only pursuit is to become stronger and win." François nodded. "I think that the reason why he joined Arthur's alliance to fight against the Green Skins must be because of his nobility and virtue as a warrior, as well as his responsibility as a leader."
"But in the end, Landuin fell out with Schiluff." Berchemund shook his head sadly. "His Excellency Landuin, he was a pure martial artist and a noble knight, but he was not an excellent ruler and internal affairs … just like me."
François nodded. Duke Winford knew that among the Knights of the Holy Grail, there were very few who were excellent at internal affairs like himself and Laing. Most of the Knights of the Holy Grail knew very little about internal affairs, let alone diplomacy and balance.
This was Landuin's tragedy.
After Landuin and Arthur returned to Muxilon after several battles, Muxilon had been destroyed by the Undead Army of a Necromancer. Although the Holy Grail companions tried their best to kill the Necromancer, Muxilon had been destroyed.
This was Landuin's problem. He could defeat the Necromancer and eliminate every enemy, but he did not know how to restore production and how to restore Muxilon to its previous state. The only thing he could do was to put all his energy into martial arts and make himself stronger.
"When the relationship between Landuin and Schiluff deteriorated due to a series of emotional and territorial disputes, no one had enough prestige to mediate the relationship between the two first-generation Knights of the Holy Grail because Arthur had passed away." François continued, "Therefore, His Excellency Landuin fell into extreme pain. On the one hand, he and Schiluff were best friends, partners who had once founded the country together, and comrades who trusted each other."
"On the other hand, Landuin was the Duke of Muxilon and the noble Knight of the Holy Grail. He had the obligation to clear his name and was responsible for his people and territory. The spirit of chivalry and responsibility made him know that he had to stand up and face Schiluff's impeachment and doubts. Landuin was conflicted. He realized that no matter what he did, he would violate the commandments he had set for himself.
"The Knight of the Lake was a warrior after all. He chose to defeat Schiluff through the championship match and left an ugly scar on the face of his old friend." Berchemund nodded. The Red Dragon Duke's face was filled with endless sadness. "After that, Landuin returned to Muxilon and never left his castle until he died."
"Ding! Clang! " The battle between Laing and Landuin was still going on. There was no sign of stopping or a winner being decided. The Nemesis in Laing's hand was like the wind, and Landuin's spear and sword swept in all directions. The battle between the two Knights of the Holy Grail had unknowingly reached its climax.
"Landuin was indeed a true martial arts fanatic." François's face was full of admiration. His eyes were wet. "This is a battle of inheritance."
"Battle of inheritance?" Berchemund thought for a moment and immediately nodded. "Yes, it's a battle of inheritance. Landuin hoped to pass on his battle experience to Laing through this battle."
"Not only that." François suddenly smiled. His father-in-law's sea blue eyes rolled. He reached out and stroked his goatee. "Boxi, think about it. Is there any deep hatred between Laing and Landuin?"
"Of course not," Bohemond immediately said. "There's a difference of a thousand years between the two of them."
"Then Landuin doesn't want Laing to become the Duke of Muxilon?" François smiled.
"That's impossible. The title of Duke of Muxilon has been abandoned for almost three hundred years." Berchemund continued to shake his head. "Laing is the Lady's Chosen Champion. He has both strength and qualifications. We didn't object to Laing becoming the Duke of Muxilon. Landuin is destined not to either."
"Then what's the reason why Landuin insisted on fighting Leon as the champion?" François's face was full of admiration and a faint smile. "Muxilon has been occupied by the dead. The Chaos Army is fighting not far away. As the first Duke of Muxilon, after being summoned back to the mortal world, Landuin didn't destroy the dead occupying his castle or fight against Chaos above the swamp. Instead, he insisted on fighting Laing as the champion. What's the meaning of this? Isn't it better to use his strength to fight against external enemies? "
"Oh!" Berchemund suddenly understood. The Red Dragon duke thought carefully and realized that this was indeed the case.
Why would Landuin insist on fighting Laing as the champion and turn a blind eye to Chaos and the dead who were close at hand?
Berchemund thought for a few minutes but couldn't answer this question. He could only use his eyes to signal François to continue.
"I can only say that Lord Landuin is indeed Lord Landuin. He is worthy of being the role model of knighthood, worthy of being a pure warrior, and worthy of being the strongest of the first generation of Knights of the Holy Grail!" François said slowly. "Let us witness all of this! Everything started with Landuin, and everything will end with him. "
Under the bright moonlight, the battle between Leon and Landuin was still going on. The arm that carried the light of the Lake of Indestructibility was still powerful. Under the moonlight, Landuin displayed all of his strength. The strongest among the first generation of Knights of the Holy Grail had a smile on his face. He let everyone witness such an epic battle between champions.
But now, this battle had begun to come to an end. Landuin could feel that his strength was gradually fading away. The Goddess of Vengeance had caused many wounds on his body. On every wound, Laing's Fire of Psionic Power was burning Landuin's soul and hurting his body.
Even though Landuin's spirit had returned to the mortal world with the help of the Lake Fairy, he was still a dead man. He had been dead for nearly a thousand years. He had burned everything of himself to return to the human world in his peak state. But he was not like Laing. Laing was a living person. As a living person, he had strong recovery ability and inexhaustible physical strength. Landuin was a dead man. His strength would gradually be depleted until he returned to the Divine Kingdom of the Lake Fairy, or …
The gradually weakening power could no longer suppress Laing's fierce attacks. Landuin, who could sense that Laing's power was getting fiercer and fiercer, let out a loud roar. He didn't die from fighting the Goddess of Vengeance with his bare hands. Then, the Knight of the Lake leaped high, and the light of the Lake of Indestructibility in his hand drew a semicircle in the sky.
The brilliance of the moon flowed around Landuin's body and gradually gathered into a giant beam of light that was more than ten meters long and nearly one meter wide.
"Reaching the end, surpassing the boundary. Witness this light! "
"Over Heavy Lake Light!"
Landuin shook the beam of light in his hand and slashed toward Laing. The beam of light contained a scary power that was enough to change the color of the sky and the earth. It was enough to shake the world. Wherever the beam of light went, even the air was burned clean.
Laing chose to face the beam of light directly. He mobilized all the spirit power in his body. At this moment, the king's face and the teachings of the human leader appeared in his mind.
Gray Knight's geno prototype gathered an unimaginable amount of spirit power. The fierce spirit light burst out from inside. The power was so hot that Laing's hair and his whole body were covered in spirit fire.
It was a power that could frighten everything. It could consume everything.
Such power spread along the blade of the Goddess of Vengeance. The power rushed through Laing's sword.
Landuin's most powerful battle skill was blocked by Laing.
"What?" This time, the Knight on the Lake was shocked.
Laing used all his power to control his power. He blocked the beam of light. Following Landuin's original trajectory, the Goddess of Vengeance and the Unbreakable Lake Light fought in the air. The power of life and death was displayed in front of Laing. The Goddess of Vengeance drew a circle and pushed back Landuin's beam of light and his lance. The killing moonlight power surged into Landuin's body. With a deafening noise, the moonlight swallowed Landuin's body.
A white-hot lightning wave that was enough to cut through the air shot out. It hurt Landuin again. The Knight on the Lake's body was burned black. This time, a cry came from the Knight on the Lake's mouth. He was surrounded by fire and lightning.
Although Laing's body was bleeding because he had taken Landuin's strongest battle skill head-on, he still gritted his teeth and charged forward.
Landuin immediately raised the Undying Barehanded to block it.
Clang! This was the umpteenth time the Goddess of Vengeance and the Undying Barehanded had clashed.
The damage to his body and the loss of his power finally exposed the Knight on the Lake's weakness. Laing raised his hands forcefully. The Goddess of Vengeance bounced off the Undying Barehanded's blade.
In the next heartbeat, the blade pierced through Landuin's chest and back.
Although Laing avoided the vital point of his heart, Landuin still lost his ability to fight. He knelt on the ground with blood gushing out.
The winner of this battle was finally decided.
"I'm sorry, Lord Landuin." Although he won, Laing didn't look happy. He ran to Landuin anxiously and checked his injuries. "I'm really sorry."
"Hehehe, you have nothing to apologize for, Laing Macado." Landuin was seriously injured, but his face was filled with a satisfied smile. The fine lines at the corner of his eyes and his furrowed brows were completely relaxed. "I'm the one who should apologize! I'm sorry, Lady's Chosen Champion, for bringing you so much trouble. "
"No! I'm the one who should be grateful to you, Lord Landuin. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't … "Laing looked at Landuin's bleeding chest and quickly took out the berry wine given by the Wood Elves." Lord Landuin, please use this! This is a berry wine brewed with the Fountain of Life from the Oak of Time. It can … "
"No need." Landulin pushed the glass of berry wine away and laughed loudly. His handsome face was full of joy. "This is too comfortable. This is … this is the duel that I've been pursuing my whole life. A qualified opponent, a face-to-face duel, and the final ending. This is what I want. This is what I've been pursuing all my life! Thank you! Laing! "
"From today onwards, I, as the first Duke of Musillon, one of the twelve first Knights of the Holy Grail, the first patriarch of the Duke of Musillon's family and the Knight on the Lake, officially recognize you as the Duke of Musillon!" Landuin suddenly shouted, his voice echoing throughout the entire swamp. "Everyone, please bear witness!"
Everyone around nodded. The Lake Goddess Witch Morgiana and the Green Knight also walked out, acknowledging the appointment.
Although this appointment was not approved by the Knight King, everyone present knew that since Landuin said so, then so be it. If the first Knight King Arthur did not appear, then Landuin would be the Kingdom of the Knight King.
From today onwards, Laing Macado was the new Duke of Musillon.
"… As you wish!" Laing did not refuse. On the contrary, he knelt on one knee in front of Landuin, accepting the appointment.
He had spent nearly ten years to obtain the title of Duke. If he refused now, not only would it be too hypocritical, it would also not be in line with the honesty in the spirit of chivalry. It would also not be in line with the expectations of all the nobles, churches, and merchants who supported him.
He had to agree. There was no other choice.
"Very good! Laing, the future of Musillon is in your hands. "Landuin's tone was full of expectation and boldness. He looked up at the bright moon.
After a thousand years, Musillon's half-moon was still so beautiful. He could not help but want to look at it a few more times.
However, time did not allow for it. Landuin's eyes became as clear as the lake under the moon. He signaled Laing to listen to him. "Before this, I have a wish that has not been fulfilled. Laing Macado, can you help me fulfill my wish?"
"Please instruct me!" The new Duke of Musillon knelt on one knee in front of Landuin, indicating that he was listening.
"Kill me! Use your sword and kill me completely! " "This is my last wish," Landurin said seriously. "Use your sword to completely destroy my soul and my decaying body. Annihilate them all!"
"What?!"
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