Chapter 724

"Why? It's a funny question, but I'm in a good mood and decide to meet your wishes.

Listen, all this is done because the king is now the leader of the scourge legion, the Lich King - al... Bah, wrong, I mean the Lich King Lancelot! "

Stepping out, Wang Hao looked straight at the foolish king Mao in front and said his title now.

Yes, he is no longer a knight of the round table, but the king of the Scourge army - the Lich King!

"Did you do all this to be king?"

Without paying attention to the other party's scattered tone, King Mao lowered his eyes, and his tone changed to indifference, even cold.

"Yes, since you Arthur can be king, why can't I Lancelot?"

"Become the king of the walking dead?"

As if to cheer up again, the foolish king Mao raised his head, and his cold eyes swept over the disgusting army of the dead behind Wang Hao, and finally fell on the man in front of him.

She suddenly felt that the man was very strange, which frightened her!

She really couldn't imagine that this man had such a side, and he had been hiding beside her for more than ten years without showing any foot.

This is terrible!

"This is just the beginning. They are just sacrifices for my coronation."

With his arms open, Wang Hao smiled more and more evil and fanatical.

"Of course, this is not the only sacrifice I prepared."

"What do you mean?"

The green pupil shrank suddenly, and the foolish king Mao felt extremely uneasy, and Wang Hao's next words made her uneasy come true.

"Don't you understand? All people infected by the power of the evil god of plague will be transformed into members of the scourge legion, and finally become the sacrifice of my coronation as king! "

The evil smile on his face was even worse. At the same time, Wang Hao secretly praised his acting skills.

I really have the talent to take the little gold man!

"Asshole!"

The foolish king couldn't help but pull out the sword of vowing victory at his waist and cut it at Wang Hao. His green eyes were full of anger and killing.

She had no choice but to be angry. She thought that the power of the plague evil god would only kill a large number of British people, but who thought it would eventually turn into the evil army of the dead.

The power of a simple plague evil god is much worse than the active army of the dead.

It can be imagined that once the army of the dead rages in Britain, it is difficult to have a living mouth, how can she not be angry?

"Qiang!"

The holy sword that King Mao chopped down with all his strength was suddenly clamped by two fingers. It was as if it had been imprisoned. It was difficult to press down.

This changed the angry King Mao's face. Before he could react, a burst of great strength in his abdomen came with severe pain, and his whole body flew out upside down.

Taking back the right fist, Wang Hao played with the scabbard in his hand and said with an evil smile: "Arthur, you are a king with no vision. You don't even pay attention to this scabbard, which is ten times more precious than that broken sword. Since you don't cherish it, then change this king to cherish it! "

This scabbard is the scabbard Avalon, which he just grabbed from the waist of the foolish king. It is the ultimate defense treasure with the power of the small world.

Of course, compared with Avalon's defensive power, he pays more attention to the small world contained in it.

This is not a simple space, but a real small world.

Although the area is very small, the essence is much higher than the simple space, and the potential is terrible, which is just of great use to his next plan.

"Lancelot!"

Seeing that his beloved father was badly hurt, Mordred, who had been unable to help himself for a long time, rushed forward with a red lightning and cut down the big sword in his hand.

This time, Wang Hao did not start to defend, but the broad sword body could not cut him.

But this time it was not caught by two fingers, but blocked by a tough space barrier. The sword body wrapped in red thunder was difficult to move forward.

"Mordred, I have to say that you and your mother are perfect chess pieces, better than I expected. If it weren't for your excellence, I would have to spend more time to complete the plan!"

Wang Hao, who activated Avalon's space defense force, still had an evil smile on his face and constantly stimulated Mo Zai in front of him and many round table knights behind him with sharp words.

"Lancelot!"

Sure enough, Mo Zai became more angry, and the more fierce and terrible red thunder burst out of himself and turned into a red thunder field, covering a radius of 100 meters.

The terrible smell of destruction spread, so that many round table knights who came to support had to stop to avoid being hurt by mistake.

Before they could make the next response, a figure flew out of the thunder field and smashed a huge pit on the ground. When they saw it, who else could there be?

At this time, Mordred was particularly miserable. Most of his heavy armor was broken and blackened. What's more, his magic breath was rapidly collapsing.

Sensing the magic of the rapid collapse, everyone's heart sank.

There is only one reason for the collapse of magic, that is, the source of the cultivator's magic has been destroyed and will eventually become a waste.

Although they were very dissatisfied with Mordred's previous rebellious behavior, they couldn't help feeling sad when they saw that his cultivation was abandoned. At the same time, they hated the man even more.

"Lancelot!"

Gao Wen roared. Holding the sword of runner victory, he was ready to work hard with Wang Hao, but he was stopped by a clear drink.

"Gao Wenqing, quickly withdraw to the defense front!"

Struggling to get up, he took a deep look at the man opposite his eyes. Although his anger and killing intention were blazing, the foolish king Mao still calmed down and turned back to the defense front.

The fight just now has made her deeply understand the gap with that man. They alone can never compete with it.

It is not that they are weak, but after successive wars before, they have been seriously injured to varying degrees, and their state has seriously declined. Bedwell, the most serious, is even difficult to suppress the power of plague and evil gods in his body.

Most importantly, they all underestimated the power of the plague evil god, which needs more attention than Lancelot's strong enemy and the scourge Legion behind him.

Therefore, it is the best choice to retreat to the defense front and investigate and deal with those infected with the plague.

Gao Wen and others finally retreated reluctantly. Wang Hao was not in a hurry to pursue, but ordered tens of millions of natural disaster legions under his command to slowly press up and strive to convert the Legion under King Mao into a natural disaster army as soon as possible.

It is not that he is cold and heartless, but that the power of the evil god of the plague is only the surface. The real core is actually evil thoughts from the depths of the Atlantic Ocean. There is almost no solution to those who are eroded by evil thoughts. Now, it is impossible to save the whole British people with the details of King Mao.

Therefore, their own rebirth plan is the only future. It is also a relief for them to end the soldiers and people infected by evil thoughts as soon as possible.

At the same time, doing so can also gather all the sins on yourself and avoid the self blame of the girl who stayed at the king of Mao.

Otherwise, if the girl one day brain pumping all the blame on herself, want to reverse time and space, go back to the past and commit suicide, it will be a pit.

Looking deeply at the defense front in the distance, Wang Hao didn't pay attention to it anymore. Instead, he condensed an ice throne under his body, sat on the throne and silently studied the newly acquired scabbard Avalon.

Avalon's scabbard has great potential. Now he wants to use the small world inside to breed a world zhibora to prepare for the next plan.

The endless power of death and the power of cold ice expand, turning a hundred miles into an ice and snow world in an instant, and it is still expanding rapidly.

Next, he wants to turn the whole Britain into an area of ice, snow and death, so that he can make the next plan.

"It's really like that!"

Guinivia in a secluded corner of the defense front watched the whole process, became more obsessed with the figure sitting on the frozen throne, and became more envious and jealous.

Why doesn't that bastard man like me, but Arthur's stupid woman?

"Do you really want to forge a holy sword to kill yourself next?"

Take back your eyes, Guinevere's mood is more complicated.

She also knew most of the man's plan. The initial plan had been successfully completed. The next step was to forge a holy sword enough to kill the man, which was forged by the man himself.

I don't know what this bastard thinks!

"My ending has already been set. You just need to do your part well!"

The second ha version of Wang Hao once again warned this seemingly restless woman with a pair of dog eyes flashing a dark cold awn.

I really don't want to destroy flowers. Don't force me!

"What a boring man!"

After a boring discussion, Guinevere turned her head and looked at Gawain galloping towards her. It seemed that she could carry out the second step of the deception plan.

"Queen, please!"

After a standard knightly ceremony, Gawain is really anxious now.

Before they said to the princess, they still had a doubt, but the just scene had verified everything, and things were worse than they thought.

The most important thing is that they need to find a way to restrain the power of the evil god of plague, or the whole Britain will be destroyed.

Guinivia didn't say much. She turned over and rode on the second version of Wang Hao and rushed to the main camp.

"Queen!"

Stepping into the main camp, the round table knights present got up and saluted one after another.

Long ago, after understanding guinivia's difficulties, King Mao restored guinivia's status as Queen. Now everyone has to salute when they see it. Even if the situation is critical at the moment, they can't lose etiquette.

This is their Knight's way!

"Queen, you also know the current situation. Do you know any way to restrain the power of the evil god of plague?"

While allowing the doctor to explode the wound, King Mao calmly asked. Everyone's eyes focused on guinivia with a look of hope.

The truth from the man's mouth scared them. No one wants to turn Britain into a country of the dead.

"No, the power of the evil god of plague is unstoppable, not to mention that the man has planned for this for many years. Even if there is a way to restrain, it is too late."

He shook his head apologetically to say no, which disappointed the foolish king Mao and others. Although they didn't hold much hope before, they were still quite disappointed or even desperate when they were rejected.

Just as everyone fell into despair, Guinevere spoke again.

"I don't have a way to restrain the power of the evil god of plague, but I know how to save countless people in Britain."

The apology turned into a gentle smile.

Knowing that most of the bastard man's plans, she naturally knows that this is not the end, otherwise she will not agree to cooperate with that man to deceive Arthur's stupid woman.

At the same time, this is also their second step plan!

"The queen said quickly, we will try our best to cooperate with you!"

It was as if he had caught the last straw. King Dumbledore stood up excitedly and made the wound being wrapped torn again with blood. However, King Dumbledore ignored these and stared at guinivia in front of him.

The same was true of others. Only the female doctor wanted to cry and deal with the wound again for the disobedient patient.