Planner of Age of Heroes

Looking at the sun that was about to set in the distance, the young girl who was the president quickly clapped her hands and said, "Okay everyone, we have already made the biggest gain today. Next, let's prepare dinner well. We can return to the laboratory in the concession tomorrow morning to test the age of this sword."

The other members couldn't help but cheer and took out the barbecue grill. They were going to have a bonfire party tonight to celebrate the treasure they had obtained. Of course, even if they didn't get the treasure, they should relax after working so hard for so many days.

As night falls, the barbecue has already emitted a mouth-watering aroma. Raise the beer high and add a few ice cubes. Nothing is more enjoyable than this. Of course, couples who are a little bolder can also make the wild more pink.

The carnival lasted until late at night. When everyone went to sleep, a man quietly left the tent. Through the light bulbs hanging around and the bonfire burning in the middle, it could be seen that the man was Arthur. Arthur did not try to conceal his voice and movements too much. After all, he had added something to the beer that night.

Arthuran went straight to the large tent where the female president was. Various instruments were piled in the tent. In the locked box next to it was the sword they found today. After opening the box, Arthuran looked at the strange words engraved on the sword and couldn't help but curl his lips.

From the moment he held the sword in his hand, he had a feeling that this was no ordinary thing. In this world, most scholars still believe that King Arthur is a mixture of multiple king images. Of course, there is also a main prototype. Although Arthurlan's name contains the word Arthur, he has the same view as those scholars.

But this sword is different. Perhaps it really comes from the legend of King Arthur. In other words, it is an unusual weapon from another world. When Arthur thought of this, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up wildly. The reason is very simple, that is, if you hold a special weapon in your hand, you might become a powerful person.

However, there are not many people with this ability in the world. Special weapons will gradually feed back their power to their masters, thereby raising their masters to the highest level of weapons. What is he holding in his hand now? A holy sword in the legend, right? What level can he reach in the end?

Although his family can be considered a wealthy class, there is still a certain gap compared to the truly capable class. As long as he is given time to develop, he will surely become an invincible and ever-victorious king!

A bunch of idiots are still pursuing the truth of the legend of King Arthur, unlike him, who focuses on reality. Only getting benefits in reality is the most practical.

Let these idiots have a good sleep. This sword will be regarded as repayment of their kindness. From now on, we will go our separate ways and never meet again. After all, they will not become the same type of people in the future. How can ants look up to gods?

Arthuran picked up the sword, wrapped it in a piece of clothing, and prepared to leave overnight. However, as soon as he left the camp, he saw a flash of blue-green flame in front of him, and at the same time a cold breath blew across his neck, which made Arthuran shiver involuntarily.

"Damn it, why is it so cold tonight? I should have put on some clothes earlier."

Suddenly, a blue-green flame was approaching him quickly, and the sound of armor rubbing against each other came into his ears. Arthur wanted to run, but his body seemed to be fixed in place by something. At the same time, a sentence came slowly.

"Found it. I finally found my sword. I didn't expect that I could get such a body at the same time as the sword. This really saves me from having to make another trip."

Only then did Arthur see clearly what the being in front of him looked like. He was wearing gorgeous armor that looked as if it had been corroded by some solution or stained by something, making him look noble yet hideous, with a strange feeling of decay and death. At the same time, his face was like that of a skeleton and a mummy, but even so, he could still look majestic.

Chapter 256: Lord of the Undead

Arthur looked at the undead approaching him, opened his mouth slightly, quickly took out the sword in his hand, and kept swinging it. However, the undead came in front of him in the next moment, and the armored palm of the skeleton directly pinched his neck and lifted it up slightly.

At the same time, the palm that was constantly closing made Arthur feel suffocated, and the sword in his hand fell directly to the ground. The eyes of the undead that appeared were fixed on Arthur, looking at Arthur's golden hair and brown eyes, a smile appeared on his face. Although there was still a certain gap between him and his previous self, this appearance was not bad.

"Be thankful, and be proud of being chosen by me. Not everyone can catch the king's eye!"

There was a hint of fear in Arthur's eyes. He admitted that he was not a good person, but he should have some qualifications to judge the guy in front of him. What kind of king was he? So domineering, so cruel, could this guy be Henry of the Tudor Dynasty? No... No, that tyrant did not have such a well-proportioned and tall figure.

As if he had seen the question in Arthur's eyes, the undead slightly opened his mouth, and his aura continued to rise. "I am Arthur! The commander of the undead in this land! I am the king--!!"

Arthuran opened his mouth slightly. The person in front of him could actually be the legendary King Arthur... No... it is not impossible. If the king is described with stories and legends, there are many sides to him. He is the king of humans, the chief knight of knights, the red dragon of this land of history, the eternal king, the friend of goblins, and the master of storms and the undead.

If the guy in front of him only descended or stood out as the master of storms and the undead, the birth of such a being would not be something incredible.

He really had walked down a dead end. If he had not been so greedy, the owner of this undead might not have chosen him as the incarnation, but someone else in their association. However, there was no chance to regret now. The undead in front of him began to melt gradually like liquid, and he felt a sharp pain in his neck.

If you look closely, you can see that the fingers of the undead that is pinching his neck are connected to the blood vessels. The undead has turned into liquid and is completely invading Arthuran's body along this channel.

The green liquid completely entered the young man's body. The whole body was rapidly agitated and churned twice as if it was parasitized by something, and then returned to calm.

After a while, the body slowly crawled up. At this moment, the brown-green eyes had turned into a dirty emerald green. The eyes, which seemed like burning flames of yellow, black and green, were full of excitement. The young man quickly touched his body. After how long, he finally felt the feeling of being alive again.

"What a young and healthy body! The feeling of blood flowing in the flesh and the feeling of the heart beating are not something that the undead can enjoy!"

The world of death is lonely and dirty. No one can retain their sanity in the world of death. If he once thought that it was his responsibility to command such a world, then all that would be left over the long years would be resentment. He was angry why people gave him the title of Master of the Dead.

Gradually, in this endless torture, he began to hate human beings and that beautiful world. He wanted to live and to regain control of the earth with life, and then give people undead rule. This was the best thing he could do for himself without violating the title of Lord of the Undead.

He used to be just and selfless, but now he only wants to follow his inner pleasure, so he abandoned all other titles, or rather, with his death, except for titles such as Lord of the Undead, Lord of Storms and Eternal King, all other titles had long disappeared with the end of life.

Arthur, the Lord of the Undead, slowly opened his hands, and 11 gems appeared in his hands. These gems can give humans extraordinary strength and powerful knight sword skills. They are gathered from the soul residues left by the dead souls. With these gems, he can quickly create 11 subordinates.

Soon his order of knights will be reorganized!

The Lord of the Undead turned his gaze towards the direction of the city, which was where he could conveniently select his subordinates. He pulled out the knight's sword stuck in the ground and looked at it carefully.

There were still some traces of filth on the sword, but after being held in the hands of its owner, all the filth fell away and the whole sword became extremely sacred. It was hard to imagine that its owner was a ghost.

Finally, the entire sword burned with green flames. As the flames gradually died down, the sword returned to the body of the Lord of the Dead. "Okay... go gather your subordinates and form an army. It's time to bring Great Britain back to my rule!"

On the other side of the lake, morning had arrived, bringing with it a light cool breeze. The young people who had been going crazy all night got up with their tired bodies out of excitement. However, a scream was heard from the place where the sword was stored. The president of the association had discovered that the box he had placed there had disappeared.

The box was right next to her. If someone opened it, it would definitely make a loud noise. Was she sleeping so soundly? Was it impossible? In order to avoid such a situation, she only drank a glass of beer at the party yesterday.

The scream also attracted everyone else. Seeing that the place where the sword was originally placed was now empty, everyone was angry and shocked, and a little panicked. They looked at each other, and someone realized that Arthuran had not come at all. A group of people hurriedly came to Arthuran's tent, quickly opened the tent, and found nothing was left.

This bastard had traveled light to begin with, and he looked extremely relaxed when he left now. The president of the association on the other side also checked the surveillance footage from his tent last night, and it was indeed Arthuran who took the knight's sword, there was no doubt about that.

Chapter 257: Arthur's Round Table

"That bastard!! This is the result of all of our efforts. How dare that guy do this?!"

The young man who had gone into the water earlier couldn't help but start cursing. To be honest, he was probably the most tired one among the group. Going into the water so many times was a burden on the body, not to mention that he had to worry about whether his movements would damage the sword in the water.

The mood of the others was not so good either. In this operation, who had paid the least? They had to spend money to rent all kinds of equipment and investigate all kinds of humanities and history. Now, with great difficulty, their results might change their destiny, but they were intercepted by others halfway. This practice of ruining others' future was simply the most hateful.

The president of the association put her hand to her forehead. She felt a little regretful now. If she had known that Arthur Lan would do this, she should have kicked Arthur Lan out of the association even at the cost of a loan.

However, she is capable of being the president of an association, so how could she be the kind of person who would panic when encountering something? "Call the police first. The previously collected covering materials are still there. At the same time, all the underwater video recordings are sending the collected covering materials to the laboratory for age testing. This can prove that this sword is definitely an antique and a treasure.

At the same time, we will send the video to the Archaeological Research Institute and the Gem Research Institute to make a preliminary estimate of the price of the sword we found in the video. No matter whether it is an antique or an expensive item, it will be beneficial to us as long as we make a big deal about this matter.

And check the beer glasses.

Under such circumstances, the police will certainly do their best to catch Arthur Lan. At the same time, we can also produce some reports to prove our research. Since he has let us down, don't blame us for leading public opinion. We will also publish the losses caused by Arthur Lan on the website. Publish it now."

The president of this association definitely doesn't know that the current Arthuran is no longer the original Arthuran. The difference in pupil color and the change in temperament are enough to make people think that the Arthuran in front of them and the Arthuran of the past are not the same person.

But as online entertainment became more and more popular, the national officials naturally took notice of it. Xia Yan and others who were still collecting information also saw such news. After all, it was related to King Arthur. If this incident was really related to the legend of King Arthur, then there would be absolutely no problem in being rated A+ or even S.

"If it is related to King Arthur, then it will be a blow to the people of Great Britain. After all, the legend of King Arthur is so deeply rooted in the hearts of the people in this land.

I am worried that young people all over the world are the same now, their values ​​are dictated by appearance, or by the person they pursue in their hearts.”

Xia Yan rubbed the corners of his eyes with his fingers. Zigg, who was standing beside him, put the coffee over and massaged Xia Yan's shoulders.

What he said also gained the approval of other members of the special operations team. As people in this world live better and better, technology becomes more and more advanced, and fertility and survival rates increase, there will always be all kinds of people in the world.

This is not only happening in China, similar situations can be found all over the world. "Stupid" young people are never an isolated case. When discussing this point, all special operations force members agree very much. After all, most of the missions they send out are the result of these people committing suicide and summoning various evil spirits or demons.

It is such a simple truth that if you don't commit suicide, you won't die, but some people still don't understand it. If the villain who appears is really King Arthur, and there are people who follow King Arthur, then this matter will be troublesome to deal with.

This kind of situation has happened before.

However, if the opponent is King Arthur, we can also send out King Arthur, say hello to Great Britain's special operations forces, apply for a castle that is temporarily empty, then close the door of the room, use magic to check that no one is monitoring here, and then turn on the system.

In the largest hall of the castle that was approved, magical light began to shine. There was also a round table in the hall. Because the legend of King Arthur was deeply rooted in Great Britain, it was not a strange thing for every citizen to have such a round table in the castle. These magical lights appeared on the chairs.

The first one to appear was a girl with blonde hair, a golden crown, a blue cloak like a quilt, a golden holy sword in her hand, a blue skirt and silver armor. The girl slowly opened her green eyes and a smile appeared on her face, finally summoning them.

As knights, if they cannot share the worries of their masters, then it would be a bit irresponsible. When other Heroic Spirits were summoned one after another, they were not summoned. It really made them reflect on whether they were not doing well enough. But now it seems that there is no need to worry.

Next appeared a girl in a black dress. The two girls looked exactly the same, the only difference was that the new girl in the black dress had a pair of golden eyes, no alopecia on her head, and held a black holy sword in her hand.

The third person to appear was a girl with a ponytail wearing a pure white knight's uniform and simple armor. She still had the standard Altria face, but compared to the previous two, this one's temperament and aura seemed more relaxed and childish. Even the holy sword in her hand was not the Sword of Contract and Victory, but the Excalibur.

Then two rays of light, one black and one gold, bloomed at the same time, like pillars, and then slowly dispersed. The king with his beloved horse descended here, holding golden and black holy spears in his hands respectively, and wearing white and black armor on his body. He looked like a grown-up version of the first and second girls.

The king holding the golden spear has a mature bottleneck on his face, while the smile on the face of the king holding the black spear seems a little wanton and free.

One is like a sacred goddess in the sky, and the other is like a free-blowing gale.

The magic had not yet ended, and two more figures appeared at the seats at the round table. One of them had long golden hair draped behind him. The white robe and white armor made him look sacred yet light. The slightly wide sleeves did not make him look like a knight in frontal combat, but in his hand he held a broadsword like a spear. Of course, it might be more appropriate to call it a staff.

Different from the knights who appeared before, this king is the son of prophecy chosen by the Wand of Choice. How should we describe this king? In short, he is different from and the same as the other knight kings.

Chapter 258: Daily life at the round table

The final magic power will also be gathered here. Unlike the female kings who appeared before, the one who appears this time is the male King Arthur, the user of the holy sword of the star in another world.

After seeing the other people around him, the king couldn't help but smile. How to put it, it was really a wonderful experience to be able to come into contact with so many versions of himself in this world.

At the same time, he couldn't help but worry. If it were him, would he have so many side aspects? And this didn't even include the situation where these kings changed their spiritual base positions.

The white king holding the holy spear, the Lion King, slowly raised her head. She looked at King Arthur who had gathered here and said, "Master, why are we coming to this land again later? Everyone should already know it. Let's discuss the division of labor and strategy for the future."

As King Arthur's people nodded, Arthur placed the Holy Sword of the Star in his hand on the round table, "In that case, let's begin the round table meeting of our King Arthur."

Outside the hall of the castle, a lot of magic power gathered here and transformed into one figure after another. The purple-haired knight wearing white armor and holding the Indestructible Lake Light turned his head slightly. Now in that hall, there was more than one King Arthur, and he still felt ashamed.

How did I end up as a swordsman? I guess I'm more suitable for a berserker.

But such words could not be said now. The knight named Lancelot glanced secretly at another knight standing not far away.

He has a white hedgehog head and a pair of golden eyes, but his white hair often covers one eye. He wears a black and purple knight's suit and holds a huge shield. His temperament is extremely holy, and he has a sense of being too calm and indifferent. He seemed to have noticed that Lancelot was peeking at his golden eyes, and he couldn't help but narrow his eyes.

"What are you peeking at? Sir Lancelot, sneaking around is not what a knight does!"

Lancelot retracted his eyes, and there was a bit of fear in his tone. Of course, this fear was not because of fear, but because he was worried about himself, which made the young man feel disappointed. "No... It's nothing... Sir Galahad."

Lancelot sighed secretly in his heart. What can I say? His son is indeed not as cute as his daughter.

Gawain, who was standing aside, wearing white armor, light golden hair, a cloak and holding the Holy Sword of the Sun, had a wicked smile on his face and reached out to pat Lancelot on the shoulder.

"I think Sir Lancelot must be thinking about some beauty again. It's a rare opportunity for us to come to the modern times. After the meeting, let's experience the customs and practices of Great Britain."

Lancelot broke out in a cold sweat at this moment, because he saw the white-haired boy standing not far away, clenching the shield in his hand, and the bottom of the shield rubbed against the ground and made a harsh sound, "Oh? Sir Lancelot, are you thinking about this? It seems that we need to have a good talk, use this shield!"

The knight with long red hair holding a harp-like bow and arrow in his hand smiled and gently plucked the bowstring. "How sad."

Gareth, a young female knight wearing armor and holding a lance, gently poked the red-haired knight's waist and said, "Having said that, doesn't Sir Tristan often discuss such things with his brother? I think it's not good to be unfaithful, Sir Tristan... Sir Tristan? Don't look away, Sir Tristan?"

Galahad clenched his shields as he looked at the three knights in front of him. This really damaged the image of the Knights of the Round Table!

The knight Bedivere, who was standing not far away and had a silver arm on his right hand, turned his head away with a smile on his face. How should I put it? Such a scene really makes people miss it. Then he seemed to see something and showed a panic on his face, "Sir Mordred, please don't lie on the window and eavesdrop!"

Mordred put his hands on the window of the hall and saw a small part. He looked at the fathers who were discussing matters in the hall with extremely complicated feelings. How to say it, it was the first time he saw so many fathers gathered together, fathers like girls, ordinary fathers, black fathers, fathers with spears, and fathers from another world who said he was cute.

Ah... Every father king looks great, but what are they talking about? I can't hear anything from outside the window.

"Then our combat discussion ends here. We can reach a consensus. King Arthur is definitely not an evil being. I think each of us can represent one side of King Arthur. If the one causing trouble in this abnormal incident is us from another world, then there is no need to hold back!"

The Blue Knight King made the final decision. Arthur, who was originally the Lord of the Undead from another world, had no idea what he would face.

The Knight King, holding the Black Holy Lance, smiled and said, "Let the knights gather intelligence first. After we determine the enemy's location, we will act together."

So the Knights of the Round Table who were sitting outside the round table were also summoned into the hall by King Arthur and issued a mission to go out and find King Arthur in another world who might unify the dead.

In any case, King Arthur is not the one who destroys the world. The Knights of the Round Table gathered here for this reason. At the sixth singularity, the Knights of the Round Table even had a civil war because of conflicts over the way to save humanity.

This was a battle that took place under the premise of saving humanity, not to mention how they felt when they heard that someone was threatening to destroy the world in the name of King Arthur.

Especially Mordred, the anger in her heart was even greater. Although he was a knight who rebelled against King Arthur, in his heart, nothing was more important than King Arthur, and the same was true for the title of King Arthur!!

The knights left with the order, but there was still some time before the Master came to the castle, so all the knight kings relaxed for the time being. After all, they were the only ones here, so there was no need to keep such a serious attitude.

The black knight king rubbed his belly and sighed softly, "I am from another world, can I ask you for a favor?"

Arthur was stunned for a moment, then he smiled, stood up and walked towards the kitchen. After such a long time of understanding, he almost understood the personality and characteristics of himself in this world. Anyway, it was lunch time now, and he was the only one among all the King Arthurs who could cook.

Chapter 259: Chaos in Great Britain

As everyone knows, Altria's appetite is worthy of that of a Heroic Spirit. An employee of Chaldea once did an experiment in his spare time. If any King Arthur was allowed to eat as much as he wanted, the king's appetite would be equivalent to that of ten Heroic Spirits, and these ten Heroic Spirits were all of normal adult physique.

When Xia Yan arrived at the castle, poor Arthur, if he had not been a heroic spirit, his arms would have been useless at this moment.

At this time, the Knights of the Round Table had already left the castle. After all, the entire Great Britain is not small. Only by completely dispersing can they try their best to grasp the whereabouts of the so-called Lord of the Dead. The longer this matter is delayed, the worse it will be for King Arthur's reputation. The Knights of the Round Table will never allow their king to be inexplicably given a bad reputation.

At this moment, the Lord of the Undead was walking on the street, looking for his target. The subordinates he wanted should be strong...

And because the gems he held were tainted with a special filth, although they could enhance people's strength and give them extraordinary swordsmanship and special abilities, without a firm will and hatred for humans, these people would not be able to withstand the erosion of the gems.

After all, that is the product of the most filthy filth in the world of death. The Lord of the Undead does not need irrational beasts, but soldiers who can think independently and be obedient. There are many irrational beasts after he opens the Gate of the Undead. It is precisely because of this that the existence of commander-level is even rarer.

The Lord of the Dead narrowed his eyes, constantly thinking about where he should go. Finally, he raised the corners of his mouth and revealed a faint smile. There are always smart criminals in every era, and those who have disgust and hatred for humans in their hearts, or are pure evil themselves, are really suitable hosts for these gems.

Thinking of this, the Lord of the Undead changed his direction and walked towards the prison. At the same time, he felt the wars that had occurred on this land for a long time and the human beings who had been sacrificed by various crimes. If he thought about it carefully, no matter which prosperous land, there would always be this deep resentment.

However, the taste of resentment really made him feel relaxed and happy. Perhaps he had stayed in that space of death for too long, and even he himself felt a little abnormal. But it didn't matter if it was abnormal or not. Now he just wanted to be happy.