radiothebook Chapter 133 Vortigern Is Dead, Who Are You?
Chapter 133 Vortigern Is Dead, Who Are You?
The blazing breath of the star rushed towards the two, Heizhen's face tightened, and he immediately manipulated the white dragon to increase the height, but Artoria had stored power for a long time, with a large range and strong power, they couldn't dodge it at all.
At this moment, Jiang Feng was watching from afar with his helmet on, and the real Heizhen was beside him, with his eyes closed and his concentration on controlling the avatar.
This battle was earth-shattering and lasted for three days and three nights, and finally the winner was decided.
Undoubtedly, the Knights of the Round Table won. The crazy white dragon was seriously injured by Artoria, and was bombarded by the rest of the Round Table. In the end, it was wiped out, and Heizhen's clone was also blown into a ball of fire.
"My lord, how are you?" Gao Wen supported the crumbling Artoria, his eyes full of concern.
The latter shook her head, indicating that she was fine. She slowed down for a while and stood up. It was very difficult to win this time, but fortunately, she won.
It's just that one of the knights didn't rest, but looked around vigilantly, as if some monster would jump out at any time.
"Sir Mordred? What happened?" Artoria asked suspiciously, and her intuition told her that she had indeed won this time, and that Vortigern was also wiped out, and Britain would no longer be choleraed.
"Ah, that..."
For a moment, Mordred wanted to tell King Arthur everything, but she suddenly remembered what her mother said, if her identity was exposed, it would bring great trouble to King Arthur.
What can I do? Is that the way to go?
Looking at King Arthur's probing eyes, Mordred gritted his teeth, "Well, if, I mean if, if Vortigern is not dead, what shall we do?"
"Not dead? How is this possible?" Arturia was at a loss, no matter whether it was her innate intuition or the result of the battle just now, none of them could prove Vortigern's death, so what if?
"Hey hey hey, we need a caring big brother to appear at this time!" A lowly greeting sounded, and Artoria's face froze, she knew that it was Merlin who came.
The white-haired flower magician looked around everyone with a smile, patted his chest and assured, "Your Majesty Mordred, you don't have to worry, Vortigern is indeed dead, and so is General Dalk, they will never die again." will appear!"
The names of the two were emphatically emphasized by him, and this weird tone made everyone feel drummed. Could there really be a problem?
Mordred didn't think too much about it. In her opinion, Jiang Feng was Vortigern. She saw it with her own eyes, so how could she be said to be dead?
But before she could speak, Merlin looked at her and shook his head slightly, his innate intuition took effect again, and Mordred changed his mind.
Arturia noticed the change in the situation, but looking at the tired knights around her, she decided to return to the court and make this victory a certainty.
They won, Vortigern and his general died, that's all, even if another Vortigern appears later, it can be said to be an impostor, after all, magic is still very prosperous in this era, and occultism can explain everything .
A group of knights returned to Camelot exhausted. The moment they entered the palace, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. At least no one was intercepted on the way. It seems that the sky in Britain has not changed, and King Arthur still has a chance to save this place. .
"This victory is worthy of congratulations. You should take the lead. Let us celebrate together!" Arturia said relaxedly, taking the lead in toasting.
The knights present did not shirk, but had fun with the king and carnivaled.
"Your Majesty, King Lott and Princess Morgan are here to congratulate! This is their gift, do you want them to come in?" A soldier walked in, holding an exquisite sword in his hand, which was forged by Jiang Feng and Morgan of.
Artoria looked happy, and immediately said, "Miss Wang has a heart, put the gift here, let them in quickly!"
"Yes!"
The soldiers bowed and saluted, and exited the hall. Most of the knights decided to continue celebrating, but two knights looked unhappy, one of them was Mordred, and the other was Aggavin.
Mordred was wearing armor, and no one could notice her expression, but Agguiwen's seriousness was visible to the naked eye, and everyone was puzzled by this, and finally Gao Wen stood up.
He patted his younger brother on the shoulder and asked with a smile, "What's the matter? Does this sword remind you of anything?"
"Well," Agguiwen nodded, "Brother, do you remember that we fought against Vortigern once before he was insane?"
"Remember, that was the first time he showed his spear skills when his strength increased greatly. Fortunately, the king was there. Speaking of which, this sword, uh...
……ask for flowers……
Gao Wen was stunned. As the memory became clearer, he looked at the sword in front of him, and it looked more and more like Vutigeng's saber. Although there were slight differences, could his mother really restore it to this level?
At this moment, the joy in the hall dissipated, everyone felt chills down their spines, and a terrible possibility emerged in their hearts.
Maybe Vortigern is really not dead, and has been among them all along!
"Yo! Haven't you started yet?" Jiang Feng, wearing a pointed helmet, walked in by pulling Morgan.
Of course he saw the looks of everyone, but what could be done? Who would give up the hard-won peace? And he didn't have any malicious intentions, did he?
.........0...
Even if their brains are out of control, Jiang Feng can still use his full strength to directly subdue them.
Without waiting for everyone to open their mouths, Morgan said meaningfully, "You really have no eyesight, my dear husband, it seems that King Arthur and his round table do not welcome you."
"How? Arthur, please tell me what happened?" Jiang Feng pretended not to know, and threw the question to Artoria.
The latter did not speak immediately, but fell into deep thought.
"No, of course I welcome you, King Lott. Back then, my father had friendship with you, but I can't remember your appearance. Since Sister Wang used magic to keep you young, then... ...can you let me and the knights see your true face?"
"Of course, you can!" Jiang Feng smiled when he heard this, and took off his helmet neatly, and everyone fell silent.
Gao Wen trembled all over and looked at Morgan in disbelief, "Mother, you? What did you do to father?!"
"Father? How ridiculous!" Morgan said arrogantly, "Did you know that the last time your father showed up, I was only twelve years old? Just like that, you still recognize him as your father?"
Her words caused an uproar in the audience, Gao Wen was dumbfounded, Agguiwen and Gachris were also dumbfounded, they fell into deep self-doubt, could it be that King Lot doesn't have a son?
Is it possible...the whole family are children of Vortigern? The whole family?
Artoria forced a smile, and secretly clenched the hilt of her sword, "King Lot, what's going on? Can you please explain?".