I let the genie out of the bottle

However, that power was not in the hands of its original owner, but was stolen and controlled by outsiders.

For Guinevere, who had always served the Last King, this was something she absolutely could not tolerate.

Their lord is still asleep, but his weapons and power have been stolen by outsiders.

A subject dies for his lord's humiliation; this is the ultimate tragedy.

"Uncle! Take me there!"

Guinevere stared intently at the direction from which he felt the power of the God of Salvation Blade erupting, his eyes burning with rage, and spoke.

Her master was still asleep, and at this time, she, as his subordinate, needed to uphold his authority.

"My beloved son—" The knight in silver armor gently stroked a long spear, speaking in a distressed voice as if suppressing something.

"You must have sensed what's happening over there, right?"

"Four demon kings wreaking havoc on the earth, and an unknown being of unknown strength, are engaged in an unprecedented battle."

As Lancelot spoke, he casually planted the spear in his hand into the ground, then turned around and looked at the young god-ancestor.

The knight's eyes were filled with seriousness.

"This situation is probably more dangerous than anything you have ever experienced before."

"Even as the purest steel, I have no confidence that I could escape unscathed under these circumstances, let alone protect you, my beloved son."

“That incredibly powerful alien monster that was just born, the cunning Black Prince whom we fought before, the Martial Arts King who has lived for an unknown amount of time and whose martial arts are superb—” Lancelot’s voice carried a hint of fanaticism, “None of these guys are easy to deal with.”

"Uncle, you're excited too, aren't you?" The petite god-ancestor named Gneville wasn't particularly surprised by this answer.

This rejection was entirely within her expectations.

However, she also heard the fervor in the voice of the steel hero who was protecting her.

This is the purest steel, a warrior yearning to ride a steed, wielding a long spear, galloping across the plains, a steel hero god pursuing battle.

The scene before him, with five formidable enemies gathered together, had already ignited the passion of Lancelot, the steel hero.

This pure steel longs to immediately transform into a storm and lightning, joining the distant battlefield.

This is her nature.

If it weren't for protecting himself, Lancelot, who doesn't follow the crowd, would probably already be enjoying the thrill of fighting powerful enemies.

“Yes, I am a child of steel, and I am also the purest steel—” Lancelot’s tone was filled with a twisted fighting spirit and fanaticism.

However, it also contains a certain fanaticism.

"However, the mission I bear now, the mission to protect, is equally inviolable. Those who steal the power of our Lord and bring shame upon him will naturally be punished when our Lord awakens from his slumber."

Despite his burning fighting spirit, Lancelot, who refused to submit, never forgot the mission he was entrusted with.

Although he was a disobedient god, thanks to the divine ancestor's spell, he was not troubled by the madness of disobedience and did not lose his true nature.

“But, Uncle, there are people there using the power of the God of Salvation, and—” The God Ancestor looked into the distance, his eyes instantly becoming empty.

Her gaze seemed to transcend the distance of space, landing on that distant battlefield.

"The one who wields the power of the world-saving divine blade is that incredibly powerful anomaly."

"Although we don't know how he obtained the world-saving sword forged from the remains, since he can use this power, he may have information about its master."

Guinevere tried his best to calm himself down and attempted to persuade Lancelot, who was protecting him from disobedience.

“Well, that’s not impossible.” Lancelot’s tone wavered, but he immediately shook his head. “However, that would be too risky.”

"No, that's not the case. That monster is currently fighting four Godslayers. Although it's risky, it's also the best opportunity for us to get close to him. Otherwise, facing him alone would only bring us greater risks."

Guinevere shook his head, his gaze intense.

"The guy who stole the God of Salvation will inevitably become an obstacle we cannot avoid on our path to finding our lord! Since we have no choice but to make contact, this is the best opportunity!"

"Furthermore—" Seeing Lancelot's hesitation, Guinevere added, "As subordinates, if we allow others to desecrate our lord's glory while he sleeps, how will we face him when he awakens?"

"I understand," Lancelot sighed softly.

Immediately afterwards, she reached out and deftly pulled out the spear that she had stuck in the ground.

“Then, my beloved son, I swear by my life, I will protect you with all my might—”

Bu Congzhigang, holding a long spear, pointed it into the distance, his tone filled with undisguised fanaticism.

"Thank you, Uncle!" A look of joy immediately appeared on Guinevere's delicate little face.

"Then, Uncle, let's go and rescue the God of Salvation sword that has been stolen by the thieves right away!"

Guinevere shouted excitedly, his voice filled with intense hatred, resentment, and sympathy.

"Stolen and seized by a thief other than its master, defiled by their power. I can almost hear the mournful groans of the savior's sword and the resentment in my heart every moment—"

the other side.

Lu Ye gripped the platinum-colored dagger tightly in his hand and casually swung it.

As he moved, a torrent of lightning was immediately released from the white star in the sky, falling like a rainstorm towards the four god-slayers opposite him.

With his magical infusion, the Savior Blade cooperated quite obediently.

This weapon, which had been unused for a long time, was revitalized by Lu Ye's power, displaying tremendous strength as if a withered tree had come back to life.

Lu Ye could even sense an emotion called "happiness" emanating from the weapon from time to time.

Tell me, isn't my power far greater than that of the Last King?

Chapter 148 Neon Lights, How Can I Save You?

At this moment, the four Godslayers had already joined forces to face Lu Ye.

After all, they had already witnessed the outcome of facing Lu Ye alone.

Even the self-proclaimed extraordinary Master Luo Hao wouldn't be unable to see the situation at this moment.

"Mrs. Elsa, you seem to have gotten us into a lot of trouble."

"The strange woman wearing a mask," Anne Charlton glanced at Mrs. Elsa, who was grinning foolishly, and complained resentfully.

"How did you manage to mess with someone this overpowered?"

"Well, there's nothing we can do about it~ In short, there are all sorts of reasons," Mrs. Aisha said casually, her face still bearing a cheerful smile.

However, after glancing at Lu Ye, who was holding the Savior Blade, her expression immediately fell.

"Hey! I've been staying in my own country the whole time, and I don't think I have any grudge against him, right?"

Anne Charlton was so angry she wanted to punch Mrs. Elsa on the head a few times.

He's been a superhero in his own country, and he hasn't offended anyone, so how did he get dragged into this mess?

You're just sitting at home when trouble comes knocking on your door; that's the worst kind of situation.

Seeing her like this, Mrs. Elsa felt a little guilty and took a step back.

Then, he immediately broke into a bright smile.

"I didn't do it on purpose, hehe~"

Seeing Mrs. Elsa's carefree attitude, the superhero's eyes gradually turned fierce.

If it weren't for the formidable enemy at hand, she might have already taken action in anger.

"Don't be silly, you don't actually think this hostility is just because of resentment, do you?"

Just then, Luo Hao, the leader of the cult, snapped out of his thoughts, glanced at Anne Charlton with a cold expression, and spoke in a stiff tone.

Upon hearing her words, Anne frowned and then fell silent.

"Big sister! You actually spoke up for me, you really are—"

In contrast, Mrs. Elsa's eyes lit up instantly, as if she had suddenly forgotten her predicament.

"You do have special feelings for me, don't you?"

She lightly touched her lips with her finger, seemingly casually drawing a bold conclusion.

Upon hearing this, Luo Hao's face darkened instantly.

"Ah, I knew it. It's because of my elder sister's deep affection for me that she acted this way when I was being blamed—"

"Shut up!"

Luo Hao rubbed his forehead in annoyance, his eyes revealing undisguised disgust.

With a naive personality and a significant lack of common sense, they can always come up with some inexplicable conclusions without realizing it, and often get others into trouble.

This guy seems like he'll only cause trouble, should we eliminate him for now?

Luo Hao, the leader of the cult, looked at her with what Lady Aisha perceived as "full of love," while secretly plotting something in his heart.

"Yes, that guy seems to be only at odds with godkillers and disobedient gods."

Seeing that the atmosphere seemed to be going a bit off track, the Black Prince Alec sighed and said, "To him, we are perhaps as irrebellious gods are to us."

“The Salvatore and Marquis Voban, whom he defeated, were not killed by him, but his power was absorbed. Moreover, he was treated like leeks, and his power was harvested periodically.”

"No wonder he's the guy who was able to defeat my old rival." Cult Leader Luo Hao took a deep breath, calming the surging magical power within him.

At the same time, the curse power slowly healed the injuries in his body.

Lu Ye's relentless kick just now caused her to suffer numerous internal injuries.

Then, she reached out and roughly grabbed Mrs. Elsa's collar.

"Ugh-"

The next moment, Luo Hao, who had roughly lifted Lady Aisha up with one hand, appeared far away from where the four people had just been, and then casually threw her to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, the Black Prince, transformed into lightning, and Anne Charlton, transformed into a jaguar, also appeared there.

Then, a flash of lightning struck the spot where the four had been standing, creating a deafening roar.

Sensing the stinging pain from the flickering arcs of electricity in the air, Master Luo Hao raised his hand and chanted passionately:

"Fighting south of the city, dying north of the city walls, those who die in the wilderness are left unburied, yet crows can eat them. Tell the crows for me: Be a hero among guests!"

"The dead lie unburied, their rotting flesh unable to escape their clutches. The waters rush and the reeds sway; the valiant riders fall in battle, the worn-out horses linger and neigh!"

With a generous and tragic declaration of love, countless shimmering golden particles erupted from her body, transforming into two imposing, wrathful Vajras, each about twenty meters tall and seemingly cast in gold.

"Moo-"

"Ah——"

Two Vajra figures roared deafeningly as they appeared above Lu Ye, their golden palms slamming down.

"He's a senior who really acts on his own."

Anne Charlton, now in leopard form, complained, but instead spat out a large-caliber pistol, raised a paw, and gripped it with some difficulty.

At this moment, the Black Prince Alec did not act immediately. Instead, he glanced thoughtfully at the platinum short sword that Lu Ye always held in his hand, as well as the huge white star floating in the sky.

"The divine sword wielded by the hero who defeated all demon lords—"

He also has some knowledge of this weapon.

Because they are constantly searching for the Holy Grail, they will inevitably end up tracing back to the Last King.

His image is that of a brave warrior wielding a divine sword—

At this moment, facing the two Vajra statues slamming down from above his head, Lu Ye's expression remained unchanged.

Before he could make a move, an endless torrent of lightning, like a surging ocean, emanated from the white star above.

A massive, blazing bolt of lightning struck the two Vajra statues, exploding upon them.

The two Vajra guardians, who had just appeared and had not yet accomplished anything, immediately stopped in their tracks.

Then, it flickered uncertainly for a moment before turning into golden particles, which Luo Hao then returned to his body.

"Chance--"

Noticing that Luo Hao's attack seemed to have attracted Lu Ye's attention, Anne Charlton's emerald eyes narrowed slightly, and she decisively pulled the trigger with her leopard claws.

The magic bullet, which can only be used six times a month, is a power stolen from the goddess Artemis.

If we continue using it this time, it will be the second batch this month.