Shadow of the Beautiful World

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Hermione is a very special witch in the European magic world.

She had connections with various ministries of magic, and was selected as the representative of the orthodox wizards to participate in this battle of supreme mages, so before the war, Hermione received almost all the assistance of the European magic world.

All kinds of holy relics were temporarily lent to Hermione, and wizards helped to find the fit heroes.

This allowed Hermione to have a large number of heroic legions before the war.

Merlin taught Hermione how to make magic gems. With the support of enough magic gems, in theory, Hermione can actually take all the heroes to the battle.

But she didn't do that.

In addition to the plan and consideration of the battle itself, after Hermione's research on heroic magic became more and more profound, she also realized that heroes are not the better.

The heroes also have contradictions with each other, and have a different relationship with the master.

An unrestrained call will not only increase the strength of the lord, but will weaken the collective strength.

Therefore, in the end, Hermione entered the battlefield with only four heroes.

But she was confident of victory.

Because, Altoria told her a secret about King Arthur.

And that secret is the biggest hole in Hermione's hand.

"Go, boy, stay in the shelter."

In an orderly enchantment attacked by chaotic forces, Hermione sent the little girl in her arms to the shelter behind her.

She patted the girl's head and said to her gently:

"When you come out, you will see the most beautiful world..."

"Is there sunshine? Big sister."

The little girl, holding the candy from Hermione, waved her hands, and asked with a milky voice:

"I heard adults say that there will be beautiful clouds in the sky, and there is a big sun. I have never seen the sun, but I think it should be very beautiful... just as beautiful as your sister. "

"Hahaha"

Childhood makes Hermione chuckle with a smile.

The witch covered her mouth, she tilted her head, and said to the little girl in her eyes full of expectations:

"Not only will there be the sun, but also the blue sky, there will be beautiful sea water, and there will be mountains and wild flowers."

"That will be a new world, a world full of hope."

"Go, girl."

Hermione stood up and waved at the little girl who walked into the shelter happily. She said seriously:

"That would be the best gift I gave you, the best gift for you."

"To protect yourself, beautiful big sisters!"

At the moment when the shelter's door was slowly closing, the little girl stood in the crevice of the door and waved her hands to Hermione and other heroes constantly, sending the last blessing she could give.

Children are always very simple.

Whoever treats them well, they like to stay with them.

Hermione and the heroes protected them, so that these people who had suffered all kinds of difficulties did not hesitate to give them the warmest kindness.

"call..."

Hermione took a breath.

She turned around and looked at the heroes behind her.

she says:

"Go! You guys."

"I will remind you one last time, Hermione, Lord."

Skaha, armed with a spear, said blankly:

"Once the ritual is opened, it cannot be stopped halfway, and the price you pay is very clear..."

"As the symbolic bearing of the Round Table Council, Joan of Arc as the adjudicator, and Brunnhilde as the knight representative will completely disconnect from you."

"And to wield the holy sword body that completely lifted the thirteen seals, our most justice Ms. Altolia will also say goodbye to you because the spirit base is broken."

The assassin Ying Ling said softly:

"After that, only me was by your side. Frankly speaking, when I was summoned with the body of a weak hero, in the face of Dum, I had no certainty."

"I thought about it."

Hermione leaned on the hilt of the mechanical long sword in her waist, and she said clearly to the heroes in front of her:

"Maybe this is not the best option, but it is right."

The witch plucked her long hair. She looked at the evil spirit body bound by the purple halo in Dongfang Skyrim. She said in a deep voice:

"Victory is valuable, but sticking to the path is more important, and I have already made a decision. If I want to be the Supreme Master, I have to be worthy of it before I touch the magic throne."

"Round table voting... Let's get started!"

"bass"

The soft sound of the sword sang along with Altria's wrist waving in the dark mountainous area.

The swordsman Ying Ling held the sword in both hands and placed the long sword in front of his eyes.

In the streamer of magical release, the magnificent sword in the hands of the swordsman Ying Ling glowed with a pale light, and Altria's black neutral suit was also broken at this moment.

When she was summoned, the silver and blue interweaving skirt armor appeared on the body.

This sword is called the sword of victory.

It is not an entity, but a weapon held by the legendary hero King Arthur. In the fusion of time and magic, it is called from the material that represents the conceptual power of the "knight".

Once any power enters the conceptual level, it becomes elusive and very powerful.

The sword in Altria's hands is definitely not only her own power as a hero, but also the embodiment of everything related to the concepts of "justice" and "knight" in time.

"I foresee the shining glory..."

In the buzz of the blade, Altria closed her eyes with a cold voice and said like a song:

"My sword connects the past, the present, and the future, and the sad and lofty dream that all the warriors who died in the battlefield embraced on their deathbed."

In Altria’s hoarse voice, the golden light, like the light plumes from outside the realm, slowly fell from the sky, but in the blink of an eye, the hero standing with the sword came out like a myth. Cavaliers.

The magic of her tumbling around is rapidly improving, and soon breaks through the legendary limit.

But this chant is not over yet.

This is just the beginning of an ancient ceremony.

"This body is the manifestation of the justice and the code of knights in this world!"

"In the name of the king of knights from the holy city of Camelot, in the name of Altria Pendragon, in the name of King Arthur... I call for the power of the spirits of the round table, I beg..."

"Om"

The golden sword light was like a converging storm, rushing to the sky at this moment.

"The seal is lifted!"

"Om"

The golden storm began to blow the earth, and the gleaming light made both evil spirits and Dum look at this area.

"Adjudicator, be in place!"

The spirit of the arbiter holding the Saint White Battle Flag, Jeanne Joan took a step forward. At the moment when the white flag hunted in the light, Jeanne held a long sword and stood solemnly in front of Altria.

She asked:

"Where is the knight?"

"Knight...here!"

Riding the war horse, holding a lance, and wearing a silver armor, the brave knight of the British spirit, Brenhill, in the silver hair flying, pulled the horse rein and stepped forward.

In his response, the hero representing the "knight" raised his head, and under the silver faceplate, a golden halo emerged, which was manifested in the carrier from the legendary round table 12 knight's will.

"Where is justice?"

The saint who served as the adjudicator asked again.

Hermione, a witch holding a mechanical sword, took a deep breath. She took a step forward and responded:

"Justice...here!"

"Om"

The golden storm seemed to gather suddenly. After all the elements of the round table vote were prepared, the halo was like the gathering of clear morning light.

In the illusion of all things, the sound of the horse screaming and the blade out of the sheath, 12 golden figures also emerged from the void and circled around Altria.

It's like 12 golden phantoms coming across time, like a knight waiting for an order and going out at any time.

"Round table voting...start!"

The saint took out her sword and pointed it in the air.

Altria, holding the holy sword, opened her eyes, and the golden light filled her pupils, and she looked at the bound evil spirits in the sky.

Like the king of knights who led the charge, she shouted the oath of self-binding on the blade:

"This is the battle to save the world!"

"license!"

The adjudicator responded.

The light of the holy sword suddenly burst like new power blessing on Altria’s heroic body. Her long blond hair flew in the light, setting off the scene like a fantasy.

"This fight for survival!"

The golden figure on the front of Altolia, the 12 knights Ying Lingkai, said in a heavy voice the oath that the second seal was lifted.

"license!"

Joan of Arc responded again.

Kay's figure stepped forward, and the golden flame filled the sword of victory in vows. The entangled beam was like a torch ignited in the dark.

The second seal was also lifted.

"This is for those who are stronger than themselves!"

12 The Spirit of Bedwell then read the third oath.

"license!"

"Wow"

After the adjudicator's response, in the convergence of more golden halos, the ground in this mountainous area began to vibrate violently in the halo, and the magic on Altria's body was almost heavenly father at this moment!

"This is a one-on-one battle!"

The heroic knight Balamid roared.

"license!"

In the voice of the adjudicator, the tall knight took a step forward.

He opened his arms and turned into golden hot Mars, merged into the beam of light directly into the sky, and above the crimson sky, a golden halo vortex quickly formed.

"This battle must not run counter to humanity!"

The fourth knight Gaharis looked at his former king with loyal eyes, and he read his oath like a breeze.

"license!"

The saint's blade slides, and the fourth knight laughs and turns into a wind to protect justice, wrapped around the spirit holding the sword.

The evil spirits of Eastern Skyrim screamed in horror. It desperately broke free of Dum's shackles and directed a chaotic light to Altria, who was constantly unbinding.

But the purple light was shattered by flying scarlet war spears in the air.

Although Skaha has some conflicts with Altria, she also does not allow evil spirits to destroy this ritual.

"This fight for the truth!"

The heroic knight Agger made the oath with a stereotyped and stubborn voice, and he looked at the world with his gaze.

"license!"

As Joan's response came, Ag Gavin nodded and dissipated into the air. The sword in the swordsman's spirit suddenly became lighter, allowing the cold light emitted by the blade to intersect with the golden body around him.

That kind of substantive oppression made the entire western continent awe-inspiring.

"This war must not be an enemy of elves!"

Spiritual knight Lancelot stared at Altria with a gentle look, his tone as gentle as his lover.

"license!"

His oath was also answered, so the hero also spread his arms and turned into a beating shadow of the sword, blessing on the blade of the sword of victory that was lifted up.

After this heavy seal was lifted, the body of the swordsman heroes became unstable under the pressure of heavy power.

And her strength officially broke through the heavenly father at this moment.

"What are you doing!"

In the hall of the border of hell, the spirit of Emperor Weishan continued to maintain the stability of the world in a hurry. The grumpy flame spirit Ao Shutu screamed at Merlin:

"Why do you have to put such monsters in! The world tunnel can't sustain it!"

"Hold on, ma'am."

Merlin said in a gentle voice:

"This is only halfway through, it's not over yet."

Yes, it's not over yet.

Round table voting is still going on.

The end of evil spirits is coming!

"This battle must fight against evil!"

Among the 12 knights with the most detailed figure, Modred, the knight with the most complicated relationship with Altria, held her arms and grinned with dissatisfaction. She looked very unwilling to participate in this ceremony.

She is a real bear child and does not want to help the nominal dad.

But rules are rules.

"license!"

Jeanne smiled, and she ruled.

Mordred hit Altolia in a running posture, and the swordsman Ying Ling was struck back as she disappeared with a smirk, but there was no slight change in the posture of holding the sword.

"boom"

The golden streamer filled the swordsman's body, so that each of her long hair was lit with a flame-like light spot.

"Do not fight for selfish desires!"

The heroic knight of Galahad sang the unspoken oath as a poet, sending his blessings to the dazzling king.

"license!"

Jeanne's response also became more clangy.

"boom"

The eighth seal was lifted, and the halo of the Holy Sword had begun to cut off the stability of the world. Above the sky, more and more black cracks were spitting out, and the body representing the world was also affected.

"hurry up!"

A whispering sound from Merlin sounded in Hermione's ear.

The witch turned her head and nodded to the remaining four hero knights, so at the next moment, the last four seal oaths sounded at the same time.

"This battle must be a battle of honor!"

"This battle must fight with the brave!"

"This battle is not against enemies!"

After three sonorous oaths, there was a silent nasal voice.

That was the Sun Knight Gavin. He unconditionally obeyed, supported, and supported any resolution of King Arthur.

"license!"

The blade of the arbiter's hand slides down and taps on the shoulder of the swordsman who has completely turned into golden streamer, which means that the 13th seal has been completely lifted here.

The vow of victory was finally released to a complete state.

At this time, the golden sword light burning on the sword made the Raven Lord feel the overbearing and chill that came over the face. The body of the hero of Altoria holding the sword was completely damaged, she could only cut one sword.

But this sword...

"The voting is completed and the ruling is over."

Jeanne looked at the burning golden figure in front of her. After performing the completed voting ceremony, her own spiritual foundation had also dried up completely. In the wind like a phantom, she said softly:

"Draw your sword, Your Majesty."

"Destroy here, hope here..."

In the golden flames, Altria, holding the holy sword, stepped forward, and the holy sword straight into the sky was cut forward.

I want to shatter the world.

"Holy sword..."

"Unsheath!"

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