Chapter 1275：

With a "shoo", a black light galloped past, it was like a black knife that split the vastness, cutting the ground, and all the sphinxes along the way were cut in two and fell to the ground.

Upon seeing this, Ozmandias narrowed his eyes and said, "It seems that the fool who dared to offend the sun has finally appeared."

Rolling to the ground, Mordred stood up, looking at the tragic appearance of the sphinx that had been cut in two, with lingering fears. If Feishilang reminded her, coupled with the sixth sense of the ancestors, she might be cold.

But, in this way, I owe that guy again!

Mordred felt uncomfortable, turned his head, and yelled into the distance: "Who is it? Which scumbag attacked me? Kindly stand up and stand up against me!"

As soon as the voice fell, there was an abnormal change in the mud sea.

The originally pitch-black mud sea was suddenly covered with a layer of faint stardust, like a starry sky, shimmering with dim light.

No.

Not shimmering, but the faint stardust material, which swallowed the surrounding light to form a visual flash.

"Wow~Wow~Wow~!"

The mud sea boiled, and black mud came out one after another, forming one clay figure after another.

And these clay figures are not the same as the previous ones, their looks are more vicious, and their bodies are covered with sharp blades, just like sword people, exuding a gloomy and dangerous aura.

"Roar--!"

A sphinx looked at a clay figure, roared and rushed forward. As a result, the sword light danced and was directly cut into pieces of meat, "tick, tick" fell onto the mud tide.

"This dazzling light, I thought it was Louis XIV, who was hailed as the'Sun King,' but he didn't want to be the Sun Pharaoh of Egypt."

A young man walked slowly on the mud tide and walked in front of the clay man. I saw that this man was quite handsome, wearing a dark royal robe, and his face with black cobweb-like stripes. Although he was polite, he exuded an unpleasant feeling of nausea.

Shi Lang frowned. There is no doubt that this young man who came out is the master of the mud tide and these clay figures, and it is also the demon in Wang Hassan's mouth. And the terrifying malice of the other party can indeed be called the word "devil".

"King Yu Naiying·Charlie!" The devil·Charlie I performed a royal courtesy and politely.

Hearing this, Ozmandias snorted coldly and said: "There is one more ignorant person."

"Oh?" Demon Charles I asked strangely: "Pharaoh of Egypt, what do you mean?"

"Yu is Ozmandias, the king of kings. How can anyone, in front of Yu Zhi, be a king? What's more--," Ozmandias looked up, and Charles I sneered. Said disdainfully: "Or a depraved person who didn't hold the glory of the king and turned into it? You have lost even your proof of the king!"

"Evil depravity? Hahaha—" Hearing that, Charles I laughed loudly, pointed at Ozmandias, and smiled: "That's the glory of the king who doesn't know me!"

"Oh? King Ru?" Ozmandias squinted his eyes and said with a look of disdain: "It seems that you have surrendered to others, and you are no longer a king."

"However, this has nothing to do with Yu. Take your evil tide and leave Yu's realm. Although the sun is shining and illuminates everything, there is no room for shadows!" Ozmandias said.

Although he looked down on this Charles I, he also noticed the difficulties of Charles I. In addition, his three treasures were broken, so he intimidated Charles I to leave the country. Otherwise, as usual, he would have taken the thunderball. Smashed people.

"It's not possible." Charles I shook his head and said: "My king is in your territory, I have to welcome him back."

Upon hearing this, Shi Lang frowned and asked: "Charlie I, dare to ask your king?"

Hearing Shi Lang's words, Charles I turned his head, looked at Shi Lang, and asked, "Who are you?"

Gahris said: "He is the lord of our knights of the round table, King Arthur!"

"So, is it the king of ancient Britain?" Charles I nodded, then looked at Ozmandias and Shirou, and said with a smile: "Yu Guanru and others have established a magnificent business. What if you vote for our king and embrace the new century?"

Hearing that, Ozmandias laughed, turned his head to look at Shirou, and smiled: "Britain's red dragon, look at it, you are the king of the future, telling what a world-famous joke, if you meet him in the future With Nefitali, Yu Ding will tell this joke to her. Hahaha! The big clown!"

While he was smiling, he slapped Shiro on the back. Shiro looked at Ozmandias speechlessly and said to his heart, "You think it's funny, don't you need to slap me on the back?" It hurts!

Charles I looked at Ozmandias who was laughing, but he was not annoyed. Instead, he smiled and said: "If you think it’s funny, you don’t know the magnificence of my king. If you let you see my king, Convinced."

Hearing this, Ozmandias snorted coldly and said: "Yu is the king of ten thousand kings, is there a king more magnificent than Yu?"

Charles I smiled without speaking.

Shirou frowned, he felt that this demon was very weird, and the king he said...

After a pause, Shi Lang asked, "The King of England, you are already the king, so who is the one who convinces you and regards him as the king?"

"Who...?"

Charles I, who was originally polite and gentleman-like, seemed to have taken medicine, but his body suddenly shook, and his delicate face gradually collapsed, revealing a pious and fanatical appearance, and said: "That is an indescribable magnificent king. All people are good, but they are evil. Tolerate all evil, accept all evil. God has a king, man has a king, and evil has an emperor. That king is that The Lord who accommodates all evil is the King of evil!"

Charles I was full of fanaticism, like the most devout fanatic.

He was lying on the mud tide, sniffing everywhere, as if looking for the breath of what he called the King of Evil.

He smelled the breath, and his face was blushing, he was extremely intoxicated, like a tram idiot.

"Ah... this kind of fragrance like a virgin must be my king's breath... He must be here, he must be here! Where? Where? King... Where are you?"

Charles I went mad, and his eyes were bloodshot.

Seeing this scene, everyone couldn't help feeling sick.

At this time, Mordred liberated the holy sword in his hand and blasted towards Charles I.

"What the King of Evil, you dared to attack me before, now give it back to you!"

Chapter 39—Anti-Genesis

Charles I, this is the last king of the British Stuart dynasty, commanding the kings of Scotland, England, and Ireland. Due to religious conflicts and chaos during his reign, he had a civil war with Parliament, and was finally defeated by Cromwell, sent to the guillotine, and paved the way for the British constitutional monarchy.

His life was chaotic, but he also possessed great deeds and became a member of the Heroic Seat.

However, he who is here now is not a heroic spirit called out by the hope of mankind, but a subordinate of the so-called evil king, who has transformed into the demon's Charles I.

In the face of Charles I's rants, Mordred swung down the magic sword without hesitation.

The scarlet light cannon rushed towards Demon Charles I like a pillar of stars.

Mordred smiled. This disgusting guy, who was as disgusting as an idiot, dared to attack her before, so it's no wonder that she attacked.

Now that the sneak attack succeeded and killed this guy, Mordred could be regarded as repaying Shi Lang's favor.

However--

"How come!?"

Mordred raised his brows and his face was stunned.

Her treasure [Rebellion to My Gorgeous Father King] is an A++-level anti-army treasure, possessing the power equivalent to the sword of vows released normally.

[Rebellion to my gorgeous father] It is normal to be resisted. After all, powerful heroes are everywhere, and Mordred can also accept it.