Chapter 681: Heading to the desert

Chapter 681: Heading to the desert

"Don't worry, Artoria and I could get into trouble." Wu Ming said smiling at Guinevere with a "how come?"

Going to Guinevere's side, taking the cart from Guinevere, Wu Ming looked at Artoria.

"Let's have some snacks first. Since you became king, Artoria, there's hardly been time for us to eat snacks together."

Artoria looked at the snacks on the cart, then nodded.

No matter how it changed, Artoria's attitude towards food would not change.

Seeing Artoria like this, Wu Ming's heart couldn't help but relax.

Wu Ming pushed the cart, then took a snack and placed it in front of Artoria.

Artoria was stunned for a moment, then looked at Wu Ming.

"As an apology for not responding to your call in time, Artoria," Wu Ming said with a gentle smile.

Artoria didn't speak, and neither one's expression changed much.

After all, she was a king, so how could she accept food from other people? Guinevere thought so.

However, just when Guinevere thought that Artoria had refused, Artoria opened her mouth and ate the snacks that Wu Ming had given her.

"Well, a nostalgic feeling." Artoria said quietly.

Then Guinevere turned sour.

"Sir Vero, I want it too~" Guinevere interrupted Wu Ming, pouting his lips in discontent.

"Yeah yeah~"

In this way, Wu Ming started a game called "eating dim sum" which was actually "eating"

After the snack was over, the negotiations between Wu Ming and Artoria were over.

"I will not be your enemy, Artoria."

After all, Artoria had three choices for the Knights of the Round Table, one killed her, another joined her, and the third left her.

"I will go, but I will come back again."

After Wu Ming finished speaking as if the villain spoke harshly, he left the holy city without stopping.

Even though she knew that Wu Ming might become her enemy in the future, Artoria did not stop Wu Ming.

Artoria had just sent orders to all the knights in the holy city, and then fell into a deep sleep.

Wu Ming only knew that the other party was a pharaoh, that was all.

"I knew it was time to ask Artoria and Guinevere about the Sun King..."

However, the matter had come to this point, it was impossible for Wu Ming to return.

"After all, I'm not weak either." Wu Ming cheered to himself.

Magic power condensed with his eyes, Wu Ming looked ahead, not far from there was a faint accumulation of sand.

"There must be a desert edge."

Even though it was said, the place that Wu Ming saw was only thin sand, and many places were still lifeless deserts.

"Prepare a little." The magic power of his eyes disappeared, and Wu Ming said lightly.

After the magic power dissipated, more magic power emerged from Wu Ming's body.

Blue magic power condensed from his body, burning Wu Ming's body like blue flames.

In an instant, the blue flames disappeared, revealing armor formed by magic.

Immediately after, there was a click, and several pieces of armor appeared behind Wu Ming's head.

The fragments surrounded Wu Ming's head and turned into a helmet like a dragon's head.

Wu Ming waved his hand, and a red robe emerged from his shoulders and fluttered in the wind.

Immediately after, Wu Ming's body flew.

After all, walking was a bit slow, so Wu Ming chose to use spiritual power to make himself fly.

Spiritual power is not magic or anything, it is the evolution of strong spiritual power, so it is not limited to factors such as spiritual foundation and magic power.

In this way, Wu Ming began to fly towards the desert in the west.

However, it didn't take long for Wu Ming to find numerous figures appearing beneath him.

Wu Ming took a closer look, and at the end of the dark figure, there was a knight.

Wu Ming took a closer look, it was Tristan!

"Tristan!? How did he come here??" Wu Ming was quite confused.

But after seeing the others, Wu Ming was no longer confused.

He chased after several refugees, and those refugees were refugees that Wu Ming had rescued from Gawain at the city gates.