Journey Through the Plane of the Lord God

The fiery sun shines on this English island, the core of the Royal City of Camelot, and the top of the largest and most spectacular palace of the noble Pendragon family - Ezreal Palace.

The top of this majestic palace, which is nearly 100 feet high at its highest point, is a piece of pale golden and luxurious glazed bricks without any trace of connection, reflecting the breathtaking brilliance.

The quasi-Gothic spire palace, which is almost half the size of the famous Versailles Palace in the French province of the Empire in the Marvel world, has been the core of the rule of the Kingdom of Camelot for more than twenty centuries.

Under the leadership of the noble king, the successive leaders of the Pendragon family, the brave and unyielding Celts almost single-handedly fought against a large rift in the abyssal plane.

Although the Celtics will be exhausted every time because of this huge war, Wanjia is in suspense!

However, every powerful attack from the demons of the abyss failed under the royal city of Camelot!

This powerful and unyielding human kingdom with the Celts as the main nation!

Won the final victory in every demonic war since the Second Magical Era!

However, the death of the last king of Camelot, the late King Uther Pendragon, 15 years ago, cast a thick shadow on this prosperous central city of Camelot.

Because of their powerful dragon bloodline, there are very few Pandaragons who can truly be called direct descendants in each life.

The only heir to the kingdom in this life is Princess Artoria.

But His Highness, who was almost regarded as the pride of heaven, suddenly disappeared more than ten years ago!

In addition, no one has yet pulled out the holy sword in the stone, which represents the royal power and faith of the British Isles. The old king has gone and the new king has not yet been determined!

In the past ten years, the entire city of Camelot has been in an inexplicable state of anxiety. If it weren't for the Kingdom Knights, who still calmly and steadily control the power of the royal city and maintain the order of the island, many knowledgeable people would have hope.

The last glimmer of hope, then...

However, today, the residents of the Royal City of Camelot no longer have to worry. They are dressed in festive costumes, holding high colorful flags engraved with the head of the red dragon, fanatically shouting the name "Pandaragorn", and swarming on the road.

on both sides of.

As the royal guards of previous kings - the "Knights of the Kingdom", and the nobles of all sizes on the island collectively pledged allegiance to that noble being, all the people of Camelot clearly know that in Camelot

On the main road of the royal city, "Pendragon Avenue", among the group of knights walking slowly toward the palace in the center of the road.

The leader is a brave and stunning girl wearing a gorgeous red knight's armor!

It is their new majesty!

Lord of the Carthusians!

Master of the Crown of the British Isles and the Sword in the Stone!

Artoria Pendragon!

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"Your people are so enthusiastic!"

Edward was wearing a holy white robe, riding on a tall shire horse, walking side by side to Artoria's right.

Amidst the lively cheers, the knight girl on his left waved to the people around him from time to time.

Not far away, the golden roof of Izreal Palace can already be heard with the naked eye.

"them."

The dull hair on the blond knight's head stood up excitedly. Hearing Edward's voice, Artoria turned around with a long-lost bright smile.

A slight blush appeared on her cheeks.

"It's not just my people."

There was a hint of seriousness in the knight girl's voice.

"It's yours too!"

My? Edward was stunned for a moment, but he soon came back to his senses.

That’s right! In this ancient kingdom where the system has not yet been perfected and where personal force alone rules the roost, as the husband of the future monarch and the deputy king of the Kingdom of Camelot, the real power is far less than that of the perfect monarchy in the Marvel world.

A monarch's husband or wife has such weak power.

Putting aside everything else, as the prince of Her Majesty the future queen of the kingdom, he is born with a high legal position, and he is also the de facto second allegiance to the monarch of the knights of the future kingdom and the nobles everywhere.

This kind of status actually exists in various magical contracts and oaths of allegiance signed by Artoria after she ascends the throne in the future. It has extremely huge binding force and is not just empty talk!

Nodding to the blond girl clearly, Edward, who had changed his mind, looked around at the lively people under his hood.

"My people?"

Edward murmured in a low voice, and then slowly raised his right hand. A ball of sacred white light that could not be covered up by the scorching sun in the sky, but was unusually inconsistent and not dazzling, appeared on his right hand, and suddenly

Attracted everyone's attention.

Like liquid purple magic, it surged out from the sea of ​​his consciousness. After being transformed by the chaotic gray legendary crystal in the center, it continuously became this new type of magical energy developed after Edward became a legend.

When Edward achieved the Golden Legend, he observed the game between the will of the abyss and the will of the magic plane, and simulated the completely opposite force used by the will of the magic plane against the most evil and evil in the abyss plane.

It is a powerful energy that combines the energy of human blood and blood that can heal trauma, the energy of spiritual will that inspires morale, and the pure light particles that have a holy appearance and destroy evil. Edward gave it a nice name - Holy Light!

"In the name of my plum forest, I bless you!"

Edward's figure resounded with love and warmth in the sea of ​​human spirits present.

It spread from the palm of his hand to the outside world.

Under the guidance of Edward's spiritual power that far transcends the mortal world and is unparalleled after transformation.

Everyone who experienced hope, warmth, healing and all the beautiful scenes that can be imagined in human minds fell into complete silence.

Everyone's souls seemed to be purified, and everyone's physical injuries were healed.

At this moment, both sides of the entire avenue were filled with pure holy light.

No matter whether you are fat or thin, whether you are old or young, whether you are a noble or a commoner.

At this moment, Artoria, who was deliberately avoided by Edward, the old housekeeper Black and the spell casters behind her.

Everyone seemed to have seen that long-lasting myth.

All the beautiful places in legend.

Heaven!

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Under the double acceleration of using the legion-level wind acceleration scroll in reserve and the fighting spirit to stimulate the war horse.

After experiencing the main island of England and the only one in the entire archipelago that was left over from the ancient magic empire, it was restored by the magic organization to a large military teleportation fortress that was barely usable.

Thousands of dusty knights have already seen the King of Camelot before their eyes.

"Your Majesty, we have arrived!"

Earl Calilon whispered to the powerful man in front of him.

"Calilan!"

Blood Knight Dyfed Radis stared at the city that had revealed a huge arc on the horizon, seeming to be thinking about something.

He took off the black iron crown from his head.

"After entering the city, let us restore our original titles!"

He raised the crown in his hand, turned around, with his back against the huge figure of Camelot City, facing the young knights and nobles who were loyal to him!

Brilliant sapphires sparkle brightly at the top of the crown.

"Everyone! This crown!"

"I want to make that little mushroom cool!"

A trace of icy cold light flashed in the blood knight's pupils.

"Put it on for me with your own hands!"

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