Chapter 1999：

Because such a person, once decayed, it would be terrible for the world.

In a short period of more than two thousand years, the characters such as Skahana have also decayed, but the holy apostles, the people of this empire, have a length of 100 million years.

One hundred million years long, people are still alive, but the heart has long been decayed.

Ektor looked at Bedwell with excitement and bloodthirsty. This was a traitor who had betrayed the empire, so issuing the sword of judgment that declared death would not violate His Majesty's law.

When a permanent immortal person, under the silver blade, scattered with beautiful scenery like cherry blossoms, will such a scenery make oneself touched again?

Can there be a trace of guilt and turbulence in the numb and rotten heart that killed 100 million years of friends and partners?

Ector found himself expecting something.

A long time, a long time, a long time...for the first time since, I actually have the feelings of expectation.

Ektor dropped his sword without hesitation.

However

"Don't think about it!"

Mordred snorted and pierced at Aktor with a sword.

"Your sword is too weak, Heroic Spirit!"

Ektor sneered, ignoring it at all. Without the poison of sinking, his own constancy can be immune to all death.

Mordred also knew this. She didn't plan to kill Ektor at all, but wanted to rescue Bedwell from Ektor's sword.

She also knew that she was not Ektor's opponent at all.

So

Star cup!

Use all the alien patterns of [Pole Star] and [Seiya]!

Mordred knew that every time she used the star cup in this way, the closer she would be to the final form of the star cup, but now, she must use it!

[Pole Star] and [Shengzai]'s alien star pattern spread all over the body, Mordred's whole body was soaring, and he rushed towards Ektor.

"Boom!"

A swift sword pierced Aktor's chest and knocked it out.

However, Ektor smiled mockingly and sneered: "It's useless, Heroic Spirit. We are...no...no...how could it be..."

Ektor's face changed suddenly, an extremely severe pain came from his chest, and the emptiness of death was constantly devouring his will.

Ektor looked down stiffly, and saw that on Mordred's sword, countless alien patterns were intertwined and entered his body like a virus, spreading all over his body.

The immortal body, the permanent form of existence, is constantly being destroyed and destroyed.

"This is—this is—"

Ektor's face was stunned, and a look of fear flashed in his eyes: "The poison of sinking?"

He kept backing away, with a "stab", his body was pulled out of the sword and fell softly to the ground.

Blood gurgled out from his chest, and a great fear was on his heart. He quickly grabbed the dirty blood mixed with weeds on the ground and stuffed it desperately into his chest, but the blood couldn't stop it from the fingers Flowing out from time to time.

The lines of alien stars spread all over Ektor's body, like a man of curse.

Ector was terrified, terrified, and then extremely happy.

"Hahaha...hahaha...this way...this way...this is..."

Before he finished speaking, he fell to the ground with a "boom", blood splattered.

There was no sound.

Bedwell stood up with a pale face, staggered to Ector’s body and squatted down, stretched out his hand on the tip of his nose, and fell to the ground with a "boom", staring at Ector blankly. .

"Dead—dead—"

Mordred raised the sword, and the silver blade reflected her face covered with alien stars.

Dumb face.

However, what she saw was not her own face, but the faces of countless people who were killed by her, relatives and friends of the Eternal Dynasty, guarding the people.

The star cup on her waist exudes a mysterious light. Among the three eyes on the star cup, the third eye that has been closed-the ultimate eye slowly opened, exuding depression. , Weird divine light.

...

Chapter 39 Only Mordred, unforgivable!

With a "boom", a dazzling meteor flashed across the sky, and the whole world was dimmed.

"That's..."

Guinevere looked at the falling meteor with some surprise.

According to legend, the imperial capital where His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven resides dominates the top of the sky, and twelve dazzling stars surround the imperial capital, which symbolizes the fate of the holy apostle.

The thirteen dome stars with the imperial capital as the center are the center of the empire, and at the same time the strongest barrier to guard the empire-[the arm of the emperor].

The people of the eternal empire have long been accustomed to the existence of thirteen dome stars, and the existence of [the arm of the emperor] has also become the constancy of perception and common sense.

And now?

A star symbolizing the fate of the holy apostle has fallen.

"What the hell... what happened?"

Guinevere muttered to herself.

...

Above the dome, the imperial capital.

The dark strategist, Age Guiwen stared at the trajectory of the [Emperor’s Arm] and inevitably fall: "How could Aktor’s Fate Star..."

The holy apostle is the nut that maintains the operation of the empire, and at the same time the guardian who guards the empire.

This is not only because the holy apostles themselves are the best in the empire, and each has the skills to reach the extreme realm, but also because the holy apostles were given the role of "fate star" by the emperor.

The twelve fate stars with the imperial capital as the center make the power of the Holy Spirit of the emperor cover the entire planet, enough to resist any invasion, while also maintaining the eternity of the empire.