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Chapter 1202 The King Chosen by Fate

“Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!”

Morgan felt like she was going to vomit out of her lungs, but she didn't dare to stop at all and kept running, pulling the person behind her.

"I say, what are you doing?"

"What? To save you! Don't you think that kind of place is too dangerous for an ordinary person like you?" Morgan pretended to teach the people behind him a lesson, and leaned against a golden apple tree, gasping for breath.

Blaze glanced at Morgan's hand that was holding his wrist, and when Typhon's giant body emerged from the golden apple juice, everyone lost their balance.

Just at that moment, Morgan appeared from nowhere, grabbed his hand and ran away.

Although Morgan said he was saving him, it was actually a case of good intentions leading to bad results. If he had just made a sound at that time, someone would have come to rescue him. However, seeing Morgan's proud face and his expression of "No need to thank me", he stopped talking.

"No, I'm asking you, why are you here?"

"I was captured on the ship by the goblin minister. They were afraid that I would take this opportunity to contact foreigners and expose their true identity." Morgan said the words he had been thinking of for a long time, ensuring that there was not a single lie.

"But there is no need to worry now. The fairies in the lake are immersed in happiness after arriving here."

"Really? It's not easy for you either."

Blaze had no doubts and looked back. Typhon had grown huge and was fighting with the hundred-headed dragon Radon, and the battle was inseparable.

He looked down at his wrist. The Kamui Armory bracelet was still on it and was usable.

Still able to fight.

He subconsciously took a step toward that direction, but found that his hand was being held tightly.

"You don't want to go there! Don't go, you don't have the strength anymore!" Morgan grabbed Blaze's arm and shook his head at him anxiously.

"Yes, you have no power anymore, you are just a lowly mortal."

A chilling voice came from the trees, and Hebe walked slowly towards them, stroking the golden apple trees.

Morgan trembled and subconsciously stood in front of Blaze. Her height, which was slightly taller than Blaze, was her only courage and reason at the moment.

Fortunately, Hebe did not intend to do anything. He just flashed between the golden apple trees like a ghost, as if he was playing with his prey, as if he was coming from all directions.

"Look at you now. If you accept me, you will have supreme glory. But you not only refused, but also humiliated me. I should punish you, but..."

A mocking smile appeared on Heber's lips.

"You have lost your noble blood, your powerful strength, your divine power, and your blood relationship. Everything in the past has vanished into thin air. Yet you still remember those glorious days. Even I think this punishment is too much."

"Then please be magnanimous and let him go, and don't be so hard on us mortals... You won't let him go, will you?" Morgan's expression was stiff, because she sensed the boundless malice on Heber's face.

[The punishment is a bit too much] This being just wanted to say that, and it does not conflict with wanting to continue the punishment.

I just say this for bad taste.

"She has nothing to do with this matter. It's me you want to take revenge on." Blaze sighed helplessly and pulled Morgan behind him. Fortunately, he was at least stronger than Morgan.

"Indeed." Heber held his chin with his eyes curved, "But I would also do something like this to implicate many people because of the offense of a mortal."

"Mortal, I don't deny your hard work and luck. You have earned the gift of fate with these two things, but your heart is nothing but an insignificant piece of stone. You are no longer favored and chosen by fate."

"You are no longer the destined king."

"The King of Destiny!?" Morgan's pupils shrank, and he subconsciously tightened Blaze's hand. "Perhaps fate already knew that you were no better than this, so it sent them here to take your place." Heber glanced at Typhon, who had transformed into a giant, with disgust, "The King of Evil, but he refused just like you."

"They?" Blaze keenly grasped the key point in Heber's words.

There is another candidate here.

Morgan's heartbeat began to speed up uncontrollably, and his breathing became rapid. The fragment and that creepy, resentful gaze flashed back in his mind.

"Is he here?!"

"This is the source of the water of life. All dissolved life will come here through the boundary of water." Heber chuckled, with a faint light flashing in his eyes.

A clear stream of water gurgled out from Hebe's feet and gradually formed a small pool.

The moment the water flowed out, Morgan immediately grabbed Blaze and ran, while Blaze watched closely behind him.

Heber didn't make any movement, but the small pool of water surged, rising and interweaving to form a person wearing heavy armor. When the water flow intertwined to the chest, the heavy armor disappeared, revealing the face of a handsome middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man slowly opened his eyes, and his golden apple-shaped pupils flashed with strange light.

An extremely gorgeous sword emerged from the pool under the middle-aged man's feet. The sword tip was made of gold, the hilt was inlaid with gems, and the blade was shining with cold light.

The moment the sword appeared, Blaze threw Morgan to the ground. The moment they fell, the middle-aged man drew his sword and slashed it slowly and solemnly.

Large tracts of golden apple trees lean gently, their cross-sections as smooth as mirrors.

Morgan, with her face buried in the mud, saw this scene as soon as she looked up. The familiar scene made her turn her head slowly and see the solemn middle-aged man holding a sword.

Her teeth chattered and she uttered the middle-aged man's name with a trembling mouth.

"Eternal King Arthur!?"

Facts have proved that distance creates beauty. After meeting again, she realized that she missed the Eternal King when he was still a teenager, and she was only terrified by the middle-aged Eternal King in front of her.

If she had a power, it was disgust.

"Meet him, born noble and powerful, as eternal as gold, as beautiful as silver, and as gorgeous as gems." Hebe placed his hand on the shoulder of the Eternal King, and his fingers slid along the patterns on the gorgeous silver armor.

"A true king chosen by destiny."

"Really? He is indeed a character from a legend." Blaze stood up on his knees.

Facing the Eternal King who was already extremely powerful in the legend and now had Hebe behind him, he opened the armory of the Age of Gods and took out the [Howl of Ares].

In the past, he could easily lift [Ares' Howl], but at this moment it was as heavy as if trying to pry open fate. He tried his best but couldn't move it even a little bit.

"Hahaha... look at you, this is what you really look like! You have never been chosen by fate, you are just lucky." Heber smiled coquettishly, as if he had let out some anger.

"Being chosen by fate is a gap you can never overcome no matter how hard you try."

Morgan looked at the back of Blaze who was trying to pull up [Ares Howl]. Her expression became gloomy as Hebe, who was mocking her in the distance, and the indifferent King of Eternity looked at her.

"As expected...I hate you."

Her hand slammed into the pool of water.

"【Summon Holy Sword】"

(End of this chapter)