The Journey of King Arthur

"senior!"

At this moment, Zhang Lingfeng, who was slowly walking back, heard a voice. He turned his head to look and saw that among the newcomers, a very sunny boy, was waving at him.

Artoria and other newcomers also stood there.

"Are you guys?"

Zhang Lingfeng asked a confused and puzzled voice.

"I have all the zombies in this city been attacked by me before, and then I want to give them some training. The training requires zombies. There are currently no zombies in this city, so I need to take them away, so I'll say hello to you before leaving and ask if you're going with us, or wait for us to come back tomorrow morning?"

Hearing this long passage, Zhang Lingfeng looked at Artoria, and then looked at the newcomers who were nervous and obviously very much looking forward to. He pondered for a moment, then stretched out his index finger and pointed at the sky, asking a question.

"Can't you set out tomorrow? It's night now."

“It makes sense.”

Artoria nodded, then turned her head and looked at the newcomers present.

"So what do you mean?"

"Continue! If we don't kill a zombie, I feel that we can't sleep tonight and will be very confused about this. Even if we can't sleep, we will have poor mental strength when we wake up tomorrow. While we are still excited now, it's better to kill two zombies first to help cheer up and eliminate the fire."

Hearing this passage, Artoria was speechless for a moment. The god TM killed two zombies to help liven up and relieve the fire. However, she still respected the choice of these newcomers, so she turned her attention to Zhang Lingfeng and waited for his choice.

Zhang Lingfeng's answer was also very fast.

"I won't go out with you anymore. I'll go back and lie down. When you come here, I can prepare breakfast and lunch for you. I believe that after a night of hard work, it must be a wonderful thing to be able to have breakfast and lunch, at least that's what I think."

"If that's the case, I'll leave it to you."

After saying that, light particles began to gather around Artoria, and then a huge golden lion appeared. The huge golden lion sucked all the newcomers into their stomachs. At first, the newcomers were still very scared. Then they found that in the lion's belly, they were not only not uncomfortable at all, but also very dry and comfortable. When they saw the golden lion running towards the outer city, they realized that this was the means of transportation prepared by Artoria for them, so they felt relieved.

After Artoria said goodbye to Zhang Lingfeng, she followed her golden lion, and she ran with her legs throughout the whole process.

And just as Zhang Lingfeng watched Artoria and the others leave, he fell into deep thought again. Which parallel world does this Damao King... belong to?

After thinking for a while, he went back immediately. After all, there are so many parallel worlds in this world, and it is not impossible to have a dashing king of this type. Before, he was still in the main god space mission to go to the Moon World. He saw a thin, strong and handsome Emperor Caesar. He was completely different from the fat man in the mobile game. He was a very handsome man.

The force value is also quite high, but unfortunately he can't beat his own boss and was pierced by his own boss on the spot.

On the other hand, Artoria led the newcomers to the next city quickly and immediately began to train. Looking at the zombies slowly walking towards them, these newcomers are no longer afraid. After all, Artoria is standing next to them, and Zhang Lingfeng was able to protect them before, let alone Artoria, who is more powerful than Zhang Lingfeng.

Sure enough, as the zombies got closer and closer, a light barrier appeared in front of them, completely isolating the zombies from them.

"Who of you guys comes first?"

Artoria turned around, leaning against the power of the light element in her hand, she transformed into a knight's sword, knight's spear, big sword, spear and a series of weapons, even nunchaku.

"I'll do it first!"

At this time, the middle-aged man who had been the first to ask questions before stood up. This was his leading role. After all, although he is not the oldest among all newcomers, he is indeed the most suitable age group among all newcomers to bear everything.

His physical fitness is sufficient, far superior to those who are older than him, and his thoughts and insights also make his mentality stable enough, far exceeding that of young people who are more likely to be excited.

He walked forward and noticed the crossbow arrow in front of Artoria's body at a glance. It was obvious that the middle-aged man wanted to choose this crossbow arrow. After all, long-range sniping is much safer than melee combat. In addition, this thing is not as difficult as a bow and arrow. Moreover, not everyone can accurately shoot the arrow in his hand when he uses the bow and arrow for the first time. Most beginners don't know how to fire it, and they don't know how to fix the position of the arrow.

So crossbow arrows are undoubtedly the best choice, but if he chooses crossbow arrows, what about the others?

So in the end, the middle-aged man swallowed and silently chose a scimitar that looked very fierce. The scimitar was very curved. If he was on the upside down, he even gave people the feeling that he was very much like the English letter T. After getting the knife, the middle-aged man did not start acting immediately, and Artoria did not let the zombies come in, so she quietly watched the middle-aged man test the knife. After seeing him waving it a few times and then stopped, Artoria asked, "Are you sure you can?"

"I'm sure I'm fine now!"

The middle-aged man nodded solemnly. Now it is time for him to make a good start for everyone.

"Then I'll let the zombies come in. I'll count down three seconds and I'll let a zombie come in, three, two, one."

Artoria did not speed up the countdown speed, but counted accurately like a machine, and then quickly put a zombie in. When the middle-aged man saw the zombie that suddenly seemed to have become much stronger, he took a step back first, then raised the scimitar in his hand, aimed it at the zombie's neck and slashed it.

The knife made by Artoria with magic was too sharp. She waved it hard and cut half of the zombie's neck, but it didn't cut it completely. It might be because he didn't have enough strength and couldn't use the knife. Maybe it was because the bones of this zombie were too hard. After cutting off the bones of the zombie's neck, she could not continue to go deeper until her entire head was cut down.

After swinging that knife, the middle-aged man immediately abandoned the knife and fled. Although he was very scared, he still shot it. He also understood that at that time, if he had not escaped, he would either lose or die together.

So after he swung the knife, he immediately let go of his hand and rolled to the side to prevent himself from being hit by the zombie's attack.

The results he made were also perfect. Although he did not cut off the head of the zombie, there was basically no problem. The head of the zombie had fallen off. After all, there was only a little bit of rotten flesh and blood tissue left, which could not support the connection between the head and the body. So after the zombie fell, the head rolled out, and the body was stuck there and stopped moving.

As for the knife, it was lying quietly on the zombie, and when it was hit, it could still hear crackling sounds, as if the flames were burning something.

That was Artoria's light-attribute magic that burned the zombie's body.

There were also faint light particles on the wound on the head and neck of the zombie there, which kept burning. After the middle-aged man rolled around, he found that he was not seriously injured. When he saw the zombie whose head had already separated, the corners of his mouth unconsciously rose.

It seems that these guys, these terrible monsters, aren't very good? They are all one head, two hands, and two legs. Just one cut, as long as they cut accurately and are so difficult to deal with. After all, at least they have weapons...

Suddenly, the middle-aged man who thought of the weapon looked at the long magic sword of light attribute on the corpse, ran over and picked up the knife on the body. The middle-aged man could clearly see that the place where the zombie's body was pressed by the knife had turned black and was burned. The middle-aged man held the sword in his hand without any very hot feeling. He did not think that he was burned or burned, but felt a faint warmth pouring from the hilt of the knife to his body.

He looked at the zombie with only the head. The zombie with only the head was leaning on his tongue frantically, trying to move with his tongue. The middle-aged man once again raised the sword in his hand and came to the zombie with only the head, raised it high, and then chopped it down.

This time he cut very hard, and after aiming and charging, the attack was very powerful. The head was divided into two directly, just like a watermelon, and the black and red blood inside and some unknown green things were sprayed out directly. The middle-aged man hid very quickly and did not make those disgusting things stick to his body.

After doing this, the middle-aged man stood quietly in place with a knife in his hand, motionless? He fell into thinking. To be precise, his brain was blank, but he tried his best to start thinking, but he didn't know what he should think. No matter what he thought, he couldn't help but he looked weird, so he tilted his mouth and said lightly: "That's it, I won."

Then he walked over to the other novice's reincarnation side with a faint smile on his face. Then he watched everyone stare at him with strange expressions. He also realized what he had said just now. First, he covered his face with his hands on the spot, with a weird expression, not as handsome as he spoke before, and even had some cowardly pleas.

"Well... don't stare at me like this... I'm sorry... I just pretend that I didn't hear what I said just now... It's too shameful..."

"You know it's shameful, too!"

Hearing a girl's complaint, the middle-aged man felt even more ashamed. He covered his face with his hands almost the whole time, with a embarrassed expression on his face, and he could guarantee that he would have reported it to his child and would never have been so ashamed in the future.

And because of the sudden thought of his children and his wife who was staying at home, the middle-aged man's expression suddenly became darker again, and his hands drooped weakly. He silently found a bench on the street and sat down, lowered his head, looking like he was black and white.

At this time, an aunt in her 50s saw this situation and hurriedly walked up and began to comfort the middle-aged man. The aunt was also a veteran. She had never seen any expressions before? He was very sure that the middle-aged man had definitely thought of other things now. He was definitely not because of shame and giving up thinking, so he lowered his head like this. Therefore, for this middle-aged man who had made his debut twice in a row, the aunt said that he had to help him well, after all, this child did not seem easy.

Artoria also looked at the scene lightly and silently withdrew her gaze. As for the others, although they could not see those complicated expressions, or could guess some, they were not sure. However, seeing that the aunt had already come over to comfort her, if they were not serious, they would be really sorry. Their emotional intelligence and eye skills were not that bad.

So they chose to remain silent.

At this time, Artoria once again condensed a golden scimitar with magic power. This scimitar was exactly the same as the middle-aged man used, without any difference.

"So, what about the rest of you? Who will be the second one? What is the choice?"

A cowardly girl came out and chose the crossbow arrow. Since it is now clear that even if you choose a weapon, it will not be missing and will be supplemented. Then, it is impossible for the girl to choose a crossbow arrow. Even if there is any psychological burden, there will be supplements next time.

So, after choosing the crossbow arrow, the girl did not hide in a very remote place immediately, but chose the place where the middle-aged man had stood before. There was a bag hanging around her waist, and the golden bag was filled with golden arrows.

"It's time to start!"

After getting the answer, Artoria began to count down, and then put a zombie in. The zombie also rushed over. The girl pulled the trigger of the crossbow arrow, and a golden arrow passed directly through the zombie's head and the zombie's head cracked on the spot, which showed its power.