Let's not talk about the doubts in Merlin's heart for now.
At the same time, in the center of the snowstorm.
As the cause of the snowstorm, Artoria, who was holding the King-Choosing Sword, was not restricted by the snowflakes condensed from magic power like the others.
In fact, it was the exact opposite.
After the initial discomfort, her soul was not only used to the cold.
On the contrary, he enjoyed it.
Through this sword, the source of freezing and death was already tightly grasped in her hands.
Even though these were only insignificant fragments of the source, they were enough to make Altoria a legend when the Divine Era was coming to an end.
It sounded a little treasonous.
Right now, Altolia felt like a legendary god.
She only needed to wave her hand gently, and cold snowflakes would fall from the sky.
The biting cold wind was like the scythe of the Grim Reaper. They could easily harvest a large number of lives like harvesting wheat.
In fact, if it was a little more exaggerated…
"Freeze!"
As if she had thought of something, she waved her hand at the sky.
Then, a dark blue ice curtain appeared in the sky.
The blue ice curtain enveloped the entire sky. Under the starlight, it emitted a deep light.
Artolia could see clearly that it was an ice curtain formed by frozen clouds.
In other words, this King Choosing Sword…was truly a powerful weapon that could freeze even the sky!
"How is it? I didn't lie to you, right?"
Shaya's voice rang in her mind again.
This time, however, she didn't dare to underestimate the magic sword in her hand anymore.
"The power just now was just the tip of the iceberg of my true strength.”
"If you can use me to kill the enemy and absorb power from the enemy, I will bring you even more power.”
"At that time, not to mention helping you defeat Voltigeng, even freezing the entire world…would definitely not be a big problem.”
Looking at the daily mission interface, he saw today's mission: "Kill the enemy (0/5)," Shaya said in a bewitching voice.
He swore that he was really working hard to play the role of the demonic sword.
However, what troubled Shaya was…
After waiting for a long time, he did not see the scene where Altoria gasped and wanted to reject the evil power, but she could not help but be fascinated by it.
In fact, it was the exact opposite.
"Sure,"
Hearing Shaya's reminder, Altoria smiled.
This smile was like the warm sun in spring, melting the icy wind and snow instantly.
"Sir Shaya, I look forward to the day you show your full strength!”
"I also look forward to that day. When that day comes, I will have already become an outstanding king!”
Altolia replied in a very sincere tone.
The so-called king was an existence that killed the most people in order to protect the people.
Altolia had already understood this principle since she was six years old.
Therefore, although she abided by justice, she would never reject violence.
Compassion was indeed a virtue, but for a true king, compassion for the enemy was the most fatal weakness.
At this moment, Shaya finally realized something.
"That magic caster called Merlin is indeed the worst teacher in the world.”
"Such a good seedling of a tyrant was actually forcefully taught by him to become the Knight King who did not understand the human heart?”
"He should die to thank the late King Camelot!”
……
No one knew what Shaya was thinking.
At the same time, on the other side.
With the sudden disappearance of the blizzard, the frozen night sky finally revealed its original appearance.
The bright stars shone on the ice and snow on the ground.
The bright moonlight shone on the king's face. Under the night breeze, a tuft of golden hair floated gently, like a dancing elf.
Without a doubt, this was a quiet and beautiful scene.
Altolia didn't say anything, but she was already able to speak a thousand words even if she just stood there quietly.
Just like how people would never forget the blizzard that seemed to be able to freeze life.
At this moment, King's figure was deeply imprinted in the hearts of these knights, leaving an indelible mark.
It was just as Altoria had said.
Perhaps these knights were still confused and could not clearly tell where the future path led to.
However, one day…When they truly understood what the word "fate" meant, they would be shocked to discover something:
It turned out that on the day of the King Selection. The king's attitude had already been deeply imprinted in their minds, becoming a goal that they subconsciously wanted to follow and pursue.
And now…
"Are we just going to let them go?"
Shaya said regretfully as she looked at the fleeing knights who had forgotten their weapons.
He had just spent a huge sum of money, and he still planned to use these blind fellows to open a business.
1,000 Divine Weapon Points were very valuable!
Unfortunately, Artolia didn't plan to aim her sword at the knights.
At least, not now.
"There's no benefit in defeating them now.”
"That's just a battle between knights.”
Artoria said calmly.
The battle of honor between knights was important.
However, what she wanted more now was to conquer other kings as a king.
She was the King of Britain, born with the mandate of heaven. Defeating Vortigon and unifying Britain was her most important mission at this stage.
As for the others…they had to lean back.
"So you're going to kill me in front of thousands of soldiers?”
Shaya was excited when she heard Artolia's explanation.
At this moment, he seemed to have already seen the day when Artolia would mow down the enemy army alone and earn thousands of Divine Weapon Points in an instant.
However, Artolia only smiled at Shaya's excitement and broke her fantasy."
"How is that possible?"
"Do you really think that those kings would rather die than submit?”
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