Chapter 451 Knights of the Round Table
Although Albert had merged himself with destruction, and his unprecedented surge of aura almost caused the entire space to shatter, Verafia’s attack intensified in response.
Besides Verafia, the youth Andes, who held the Sword of Radiance, Flarn, and Ophi, and even Siya behind the youth, were all attacking him.
The radiance of magic flickered amidst the blinding sword qi. Even though Albert had merged with the core of the Seed of Destruction, almost elevating his life to that of a demigod, it was still difficult to withstand. Amidst the churning black energy, an uncontrollable collapse appeared!
“Boom!”
Verafia raised her staff, and a striking crimson beam of light blasted half of Albert’s colossal black tree-like body. The ground where he stood was melted and evaporated by the high temperature!
“You detestable brat… how dare you so disgrace the great body of the Destructive Sacred Tree!”
Annihilating tainted black light and chaotic black blood splashed everywhere. Albert’s face was contorted in pain, and his voice, filled with agony, was full of hatred and resentment.
“Hmph, if you can’t even take a small magic spell from this young lady, what’s so great about you.”
Raising her delicate white cheeks, Verafia lightly chided. The corners of her pure white skirt were lifted by the surging demonic power. The flame staff in her slender hand blazed with fiery light, preparing to deliver the final blow to Albert’s fallen form, the embodiment of destruction.
“Heh… you insignificant mortals, how can you understand the greatness and nobility of the ‘Seed of Destruction’! Even you!”
Amidst the surging black energy, Albert’s twisted face suddenly showed a fanatical expression. “However, you are fortunate enough. To perish in the embrace of the Eternal Lord is the Lord’s benevolence, your honor!”
Before Albert’s voice had even fallen, his collapsing body suddenly froze for an instant, as if falling into an endless eternity, and in the next moment, it erupted with blinding light!
“This is… Young Lady, be careful, he’s trying to self-destruct!”
Ig looked up urgently and shouted.
However, under the suddenly released gray destructive light, the laws of time and space almost withered and vanished completely. It bypassed the girl’s body, and the almost ineffably annihilated substance, which could not exist in the present world, almost instantly spread before Ig and the silver-haired girl.
The cold, bright End of All drew out. Ig, almost by instinct, drew his sword between the gray destructive light and the silver-haired girl, blocking!
The shining sword edge in Andes’ hand cut through a wisp of gray-black light before him, only to be shattered into fragments of light by the corrupted debris.
The young knight frowned deeply, and pressed his palm on the sword at his waist. A golden ripple on “Dawn” pulsed at the moment of contact, almost unsheathing like the light of the breaking dawn!
However, Andes’ palm suddenly froze, and the shimmering golden light of “Dawn” receded.
In Andes’ vision, the silver-haired girl behind Ig suddenly burst into dazzling golden light, engulfing her entirely.
“Wait, this is…”
Ig also sensed it.
His turned gaze was stung by the spreading light. The porcelain-like small face of the silver-haired girl, showing a hint of hurriedness, was submerged by the light. A pair of dazzling blue crystal eyes, like gemstones, fell into Ig’s sight.
Only a moment later, the knight in silver plate armor replaced the girl’s traces.
The knight forcefully pulled Ig behind him with one hand. Facing the gray destructive light, he suddenly sneered and swung down the sacred light sword blade he had grabbed with his right hand.
The blazing golden sword light tore through with a white, bright sword mark without obstruction. In the desolate, still darkness of destruction, infinite light erupted.
Albert’s expression became extremely terrified. The vast white light enveloped his body. His dark, corrupted flesh and the chaotic demonic power shrouding the entire space were all ignited, and then evaporated!
All that had happened, from the appearance of the knight drawing his sword to Albert’s fall in the blazing white sword light, took only a brief instant.
Ig turned around and saw the figure of the silver-armored knight, and quickly asked, “Your Excellency, you are… and where is Miss Aisi?”
Regarding Aisi, the youthful and beautiful silver-haired girl, suddenly transforming into the powerful young knight before them was a plot that Ig would not believe, something that only existed in certain sensational novels.
Moreover, in his True Eye, the youth before him was completely different from the girl before.
Ig guessed that it was most likely a “talent” of teleportation or exchange that directly swapped the spatial positions of the knight and the silver-haired girl, and then braced for the impact of Albert’s self-destruction.
As Ig expected, the silver-armored knight’s voice rang out a moment later.
“Miss Aisi has been teleported to a safe place by my companion… As for myself, you can call me Galahad.”
His hand covered by the silver bracer removed the helmet, revealing a golden-haired, blue-eyed youth with handsome features, sharp eyebrows, and starry eyes, who said with a smile.
“Galahad…?”
Verafia’s voice chimed in.
The girl ran over to the knight and Ig holding her staff, and her raised golden eyes noticed the hot-stamped sacred pattern on the knight’s armor, with a hint of novelty:
“Wait, this pattern… are you a Knight of the Round Table of the Temple of the Lichen Church?”
“Knights of the Round Table?”
Ig repeated the words, and his mind instantly recalled the young knight Elione who was beside Elishia, the “Golden Flower,” in Rubiel City.
That young knight named Elione was not only Elishia’s friend, but Ig had also heard introductions that Elione was also the Temple Knight who had ascended to the Round Table at the youngest age in a hundred years of Peka.
“You know us?”
Galahad showed a look of surprise, and looking at Verafia’s face, he seemed to recall something.
“Wait, could it be that you are Miss Verafia and Ig, whom Elione mentioned?”
After knowing their relationship, Galahad’s expression became visibly more amiable.
After Flarn, Ophi, Andes, and Siya also gathered, Galahad began to explain their encounters.
“…Although His Majesty had always sensed Count Reel’s disloyalty, he never expected that he would fall to this extent, even personally nurturing fragments of the ‘Seed of Destruction’.”
Galahad shook his head slightly, and his blue eyes flickered with golden light. The Round Table Knight looked at Ig and Verafia, who was looking up with her pure white small face beside him, and suddenly smiled.
“Moreover, Count Reel’s hidden lair was found by Miss Aisi… and she went straight to Albert.”
“Fortunately, you, Ig, and Miss Verafia were here. Otherwise, if Miss Aisi really had any mishap, it would be difficult for me to explain to Bishop Lord.”
With Galahad’s explanation, the reasons for the events were not difficult to understand.
Albert, as the lord of the Reel territory, could easily find a region suitable for reviving the “Seed of Destruction” in his territory. This count disguised it as a bandit camp.
On the other hand, the magic crystal energy needed to cultivate the Seed of Destruction was smuggled into his territory by Albert through layers of disguise. However, along the way, he instructed his subordinates, the “Thieves,” to plunder this lair.
It was just a pity that Albert encountered Aisi, who directly attacked because of the wicked deeds of the thieves.
“Lord Galahad, you flatter us. We are also fortunate to be able to help Miss Aisi.”
Ig said, and then raised his head and asked, “However, regarding the ‘Seed of Destruction’ that Lord Galahad mentioned, what exactly is it?”
“Seed of Destruction… In fact, I don’t know much about it either.”
Galahad shook his head slightly, and his expression became a little more serious.
“I heard rumors from colleagues: About twenty years ago, during the invasion of the alien gods of the void, His Majesty the King severed them with the Sacred Sword, and fragments fell onto the continent.”
“However, these fragments were revered as sacred relics by some evil individuals who conspired against His Majesty, and they wished to revive His power again, conspiring to oppose His Majesty the King… Count Albert of the Reel Kingdom was probably one of them.”
