Yahweh doesn't want to talk

But..this is not their world.

Although the essence of a divine weapon and even the concept of possession is still powerful, how much power can it actually exert?

The only thing that can unleash the true power of God is the holy spear - the spear that shines at the end - Rongomyniad.

Its true form is to connect the world and to tie together the inner and outer towers.

But the problem is that it is not the only one, it is just one of them.

Kang Hao could easily do such small things as keeping the inside and outside together.

In this state, just pressing the inside and outside together and sticking them together would be a piece of cake.

is it hard?

But then again, as far as Type-Moon is concerned, Kang is not the only one who can do something about it.

And apart from the Infinity Gems, both the Great God Declaration and Rongominiadekang actually have them.

In "The Divine Sword Mandala" that Kang Hao borrowed from the generous and selfless last king, Mr. Rama.

The Great God's Declaration, Longomyniad, and the weapons of other gods are quietly stored there.

Waiting for the owner to use it.

However, as far as the current situation is concerned, as long as there is a world where the omniscient and omnipotent being shines his light, as long as there is a worldview with the information of the omniscient and omnipotent being.

As long as he doesn't suck too much, Kang Hao himself is the biggest weapon.

So since it doesn't even qualify as a collectible, we can only talk about it as a toy.

No good.

No...that's not right either.

At least, it's still somewhat useful for now.

After looking back and forth between the plastic fork in his hand and the sacred spear projected from the sky.

Kang fell into deep thought, then he threw the plastic fork in his hand aside and reached his hand upwards.

Come here.

In an instant, the clouds seemed to be knocked apart by some heavy object, and endless light poured down from the huge crack.

The Spear of God turned into a world that existed only in light.

As the distance penetrated, the size of the Holy Spirit Spear would become smaller.

Every step forward the Spear of the Holy Spirit seems so difficult yet so tenacious.

When it finally reached God, the Spear of the Holy Spirit helplessly stopped just a few inches away from the throne.

Those few inches of light seemed empty and nothing, yet they were like a wall of sighs, unbreakable and insurmountable.

However, many refugees and even time travelers were not able to perceive this spectacular scene.

A hand broke through the light and picked it up easily, holding it in its hand.

The sacred spear, now the size of a pencil, began to struggle and try to escape from here and return to its owner's hands.

"Quiet."

“I just eat some instant noodles.

As he spoke, Kang Hao broke the sacred spear entangled with light and wood into two.

No, actually it wasn't broken, because when Kang Hao was about to take action, the gun body split into two parts by itself.

Kang Hao wiped the front end of the chopsticks casually with his sleeve, then picked up a big mouthful of noodles and started slurping it.

Cool!

It’s more comfortable to use chopsticks.

"Are you back, Fujimaru Ritsuka? Where are you going next?"

Looking at the Master who finished his brief conversation with the Watchers and returned to the campfire, Da Vinci asked softly.

"Since we have rescued those refugees, we should send them to a safe place. After all, this is a battlefield, and these ordinary people cannot stay here." Fujimaru Ritsuka thought for a moment and replied.

"But where should we send them?" Mash asked doubtfully.

"Weren't there some refugees in the team who didn't believe in the so-called "Saint Ba" and went to the fortresses and strongholds built by the mountain people?"

"It should be safe somewhere." said Fujimaru Ritsuka.

But he was still thinking.

After all, there are quite a lot of people here.

Whether there is enough space to accommodate it is really a question.

But no matter what, these people still need a place to go.

"But do you know the location of the Mountain People, Senior? Senior Qingzi and the others didn't leave any tracking measures in order not to cause local resentment."

"Who is this Lu Shiyuan?" The Silver Knight, who had remained silent all this time, suddenly spoke.

"I remember that before I met you, I heard those refugees who were planning to go to the Mountain People mentioned that Ms. Salia was born there."

"Oh? I'll go find Ms. Salia to confirm it right away." After saying that, Fujimaru Ritsuka was about to get up and look for Lu Shiyue's seal.

"No need to go through so much trouble." Kang Hao said after slurping the last mouthful of noodles.

While speaking, he threw the box and chopsticks in his hand behind him and ignored him.

After the two chopsticks left Kang's hands, they immediately penetrated the space and shot into the distance, without even having time to shake off the remaining soup on the front end of the gun.

It seems like he is in a panic and at a loss as to what to do.

How rude! Am I that terrible?

What kind of devil am I!!!

For a moment, Kang Hao even thought about taking the pair of chopsticks back and using them for a long time.

However, this idea was interrupted by Fujimaru Ritsuka as soon as it was born.

"Mr. Kang, do you know where it is?" asked Fujimaru Ritsuka with some surprise.

"I know. That damn place is so noisy. Other places are just intermittent, but this place is much better. It's like a super loud speaker with all-round surround sound."

"As for the direction, just go left and west." Kang Hao thought for a moment and continued, "But there is a special organization there."

"Special organization? What organization?" asked Fujimaru Ritsuka.

Ritsuka Fujimaru didn't find it strange that there was an organization.

After all, at a time when people think it is the end of the world, if you want to maintain a large-scale settlement, you must have a decent organization.

"Assassin."

"Assassin...?" Fujimaru Ritsuka murmured.

The Assassins are actually a sect, and not a big one, but a heresy born from a certain branch.

However, the Assassins do not actually say this. The word Assassin was actually coined by Westerners through misinformation.

They were famous for assassinating their political opponents, which shocked many people.

Because of the activities they were engaged in, high-ranking officials and even generals had to wear chain mail when they went out to meet people or slept at home, otherwise the Assassins' assassins would stick their knives into their clothes.

This extremely militant and radical organization has undoubtedly influenced history, and its vocabulary has even spawned a modern word: assassin.

However, it is worth mentioning that it was the Assassins who first brought the news of the Mongol westward expedition to Europe.

In 1238, they sent envoys to meet the kings of France and England, suggesting that Christians and Muslims form an alliance to deal with the Mongol invasion, but they were met with a very cold response - at that time the West expected the Mongols and Muslims to kill each other.

As a result, the Mongol cavalry ravaged almost all of Eastern Europe in just three years.

It has to be said that it is a tragedy, although even if they combined they might not be able to stop it.

Ahhhh, the computer suddenly reset.

All my games are gone!!!

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Volume 3: The Sacred Round Table Realm of the Crossing: Chapter 23: Camelot in Reconstruction

Under the moonlight, the once flawless white holy city that radiated holy light is now almost reduced to ruins.

The chalk wall that seemed to never be tarnished was now in ruins.

This place can no longer even be called Jerusalem and needs to be completely rebuilt.

Although there are monotheistic time travelers like Mary Sue, they are powerless in the face of the fire of heaven and can only be burned to ashes.

Or maybe they just had other considerations, so they didn't force themselves to step forward.

After all, the crown-like halo of the Heavenly Dragon is an undeniable reality.

So, an angel rained fire from heaven on Jerusalem, which in itself is a terrifying thing to think about.

It is human nature to seek profit and avoid harm, not to mention that the profession of time traveler has basically engraved this common nature into their DNA.

Moreover, in the face of the various strange abilities possessed by the time travelers, it is actually easier to rebuild a new city on the ruins than to stop the terrifying fire from heaven.

So while a considerable number of full-time combatants stayed outside the city to carry out necessary precautions, the new Healing City began its rapid secondary construction.

Fortunately, the most important part of Camelot City - the tower connecting to the God's residence - was not affected.

After all, the so-called high tower is actually a kind of lifting structure in a plane space.

However, the Heavenly Fire in this world does not have the ability to burn space, or Kang Hao did not give it this power.

In the empty, silent, pure white place, the most eye-catching thing is the huge round table.

And above that was an empty throne.

The man in black armor anxiously looked towards the end of the horizon, the crack that occupied the sky.

Aguiwen the Iron who knows no pain.

The son of Morgan, King Arthur's sister and the only child Morgan can trust. He was sent to the Round Table as an assassin to overthrow King Arthur.

However, Aggiven put the continuation of Britain first, so he still supported Arthur, who was most suitable for the throne.

He is basically the only Knight of the Round Table who is not the King's Kitchen.

Most of the other people at the Round Table hated him and considered Agraguiwen the reason for the decline of the Round Table, but in fact the Round Table gradually fell apart after Agraguiwen's death.

Aguiwen is actually the most indispensable person around the king, and in a sense he is even more important than Merlin.

He was the vizier and de facto chancellor of Camelot.

In Agraguiwen's eyes, a bright and shining star suddenly appeared in the crack in the sky.

The sound of thunder resounded in the sky behind the star, and an eight-legged Pegasus wearing heavy armor came galloping with the sound of violent thunder.

And when the busy traversers looked up, the lightning had already fallen into the high tower created by the stretched space.

The eight-legged Pegasus fell into the high tower. The goddess on top of the Pegasus got off the horse and sat back on the throne tiredly.

Unlike before, the goddess looked much more embarrassed at this moment.

Black marks from the Heavenly Fire covered all of the armor, and golden blood oozed from several narrow wounds on the face.

"My king, your Excellency." When Aguiwen saw the goddess returning, he immediately knelt on the ground.

"I have banished Vortigern beyond the starry sky. It will take some time for him to come back."

"Step back, Aguiwen, and let me rest for a while." The goddess said with an unprecedented sense of fatigue.

"Yes, my king."

Seeing Aguguiwen turned and left, he closed the door again.

The goddess silently held out the tip of the sacred spear, which had been entangled again, in front of her eyes.

But his mind still lingered on the moment before he used the Space Gem to exile the Heavenly Dragon Vortigern.

"The sound of your nonsense has already alarmed the heavens. If you don't consider how to kill me, this so-called exile is meaningless."

"All the efforts are in vain."