I Will Eventually Become a Partner of Justice

Then the enemy will come from within.

The traveler became the ruler, like a canary locked in a cage, forever locked in the supreme palace, unable to leave a single step.

He is gloomy, he is helpless.

But the best and most reliable friend and minister he knew at the beginning saw this.

One day, the friend said to the traveler: "You can go and live your own life at ease."

"But what are people to do?"

"Leave it to me. Your kindness and willingness to give up what you want to create a home for us. I will protect this home. I will take care of everything, just like before." The friend said .

"But--"

"Please leave it to me, I promise, I will never make a mistake, and I will always protect this country. This hard-won home." The friend said.

The traveler goes out hesitantly, but fears that something is wrong with the country, so he will return soon.

But he found that his friend was ten thousand times more reliable than him in handling things in an orderly manner.

After coming and going, travelers are completely relieved.

He handed everything over to his friends, while he unloaded everything, went where he wanted to go, and did what he wanted to do.

However, the traveler never knows.

That friend, that minister, the recipe for never going wrong.

That is killing your own humanity.

Transform yourself into a supercomputer that never goes wrong.

And that is also the beginning of all tragedies——

For the stability of the country, the minister burned all the books and destroyed the source of ideological contradictions. At the same time, he made other ministers and friends who hold real power to form cliques and separate morality, so as to achieve checks and balances of power, and finally concentrated all power in his hands.

Finally, the minister concentrated all the power in his hands and became the brain that kept the empire running, and the people lost their fighting spirit.

The country is forever stable.

However, that home has disappeared forever.

The traveler, and the friends who accompanied the traveler, the laughter and romantic poems and flowers are gone.

All that remains is an eternal empire of dead souls and the Twelve Holy Apostles.

"Keng-Keng-!"

In Camelot, the Protector of the Nation, the sound of sharp swords resounded non-stop.

Bedivere brandished his sharp sword and Agravin's sword, constantly clashing.

In the outside world, Camelot, the god of defense of the country who started the automatic operation, and Zeus and Adam are constantly fighting.

"You can't beat me, Speth!" Aggiewen said: "The logic of your behavior is all in my brain database. You have been completely analyzed by me from the very beginning!"

Bedivere gritted his teeth, and kept drawing his sword, but was easily blocked by Agguiwen.

He knew that he was not the opponent of Agguiwen in front of him.

The Aggregation script in front of me is actually not an Aggregation script. It is more accurate to use a super artificial intelligence. He loaded all the data of Bedivere into the intelligence brain and analyzed it.

In other words, from the very beginning, all of Bedivere's methods were seen through by this artificial intelligence.

Agguiwen swept Bedivere away with a sword, and said, "I have seen through your data, Bedivere."

"Is that really the case?" Bedivere gritted his teeth, fixed his eyes on Agfevin, and said seriously: "You don't know Bedivere at all! Liberate—!"

Bedivere stood up, holding a sword, and rushed straight towards Agravin.

"It's a boring trick. Your future has been analyzed by me!"

Agguiwen's extremely tricky sword pierced Bedivere's heart.

According to his calculations, Bedivere would turn to the left side, and then he could turn his wrist and use the momentum to cut off Bedivere's right arm.

However, when his sword stabbed away, Bedivere didn't even evade, and rushed forward.

With a twist of his wrist, Agguiwen took advantage of the momentum and cut off Bedivere's right arm with a "crack".

Blood splattered in front of his eyes.

"You want to pounce on my sword and then pierce my energy core with the sword, right? What a pity, this is also within my calculations."

Agguiwen's cold voice was like an emotionless machine, ruthlessly calculating all the results.

However--

Bedivere gritted his teeth and ran directly towards Agguivin. At the same time, a cold light flashed in his left wrist, and a dagger flashed out from his sleeve, and with a "crack", stabbed him from behind. The energy core within the third spine of the Agguiwen.

"you--"

The light in Agguiwen's eyes dimmed a little, and he fell to the ground like a soft-legged shrimp that had been cramped.

Blood flowed down from the severed arm, staining the silver-white mechanical body of Agguiwen red, Bedivere looked at Agguiwen under him, and asked: "This is also within your calculation, right? ?”

"You actually surpassed my data calculations on Bedivere?" Aggiewen was a little surprised.

"No. I can't surpass my data. What really surpasses your data calculation is the sword you just did not cut off my head."

Hearing this, Agguiwen was taken aback.

The data flow in his head was in disarray.

Bedivere bypassed Agguiwen, walked to the console of the Protector of the Nation - Camelot, and inserted the neural channels of the Protector of the Nation - Camelot into his body one by one.

"You have lost [Constancy]. Use your physical body to connect to 'Camero', and you will die." Agguiwen said in a cold tone.

"He was designed by me. Apart from you, only I know how to connect and control him. This is something only I can do." Bedivere said.

"I don't understand, and I can't understand. Bedivere, you are a member of the Eternal Empire. Why do you have to help the history of pan-humanity and witness the end of the Eternal Empire?" Asked Agguwen.

"Because I want to free you."

"What did you say? Can't understand."

"The physical body can last forever, but our spirit and soul have already perished. I have read Morgan's diary. You can no longer hide it from me. The essence of [permanence] is actually the divinity of barbarians. Become a pan After history, people with permanence will reincarnate into barbarians...or in the words of pan-human history, they are spirits of Fermor who have lost their humanity, right? The divine force...is about to transform into Fermor People of the Spirit, right?"