The Pirate: I am King Arthur

“The supreme power of our Lord… Unexpectedly, it was taken by you! Wellesrana’s body was suspended in the air, and his childish and handsome face finally did not have a leisurely and arrogant color, but a hint of expected gloom.

“Doesn’t this power surprise you very much?” Arthur did not choose to take advantage of the victory to pursue, but put down the sword of oath victory in his hand and said with a smile.

“Ahhh… I was really surprised and angry! “This ‘provocation’, Welleslana very simply accepted, covering the silver-white fluorescence of the whole body, instantly became brilliant, only to see him suddenly raise his white hand and shout loudly:

“———— for victory, come to me! O immortal sun, please give me a shining horse, a spiritual horse with a foot, and bring with me the light wheel that symbolizes the Lord of Ru! ————”

“Shhhhh

The words and spirits representing the incarnation of the [White Horse] resounded in the heavens and the earth.

As the ancient stone disk turned, the dark and gloomy thunderclouds in the sky slowly dissipated, as if expelled by some powerful force.

Blue sky, cloudless.

In the golden sun, there was a sharp sound of horses barking.

A white horse of a divine horse ran down from the sun, stepping on the rapid and loud sound of horses’ hooves, like a shooting star, dragging a hot golden line of fire behind it, with a sonic boom of hot burning air, rushing down towards Arthur.

That power is no less than that of a meteorite falling from the sky.

The strength of this [White Horse] incarnation is only under the [Warrior].

The white horse of the divine horse, wrapped around its body and dragged behind its back, is a veritable sun fire.

The temperature of the sun’s fire is about 5500 degrees Celsius.

At such a high temperature, everything that is touched will be burned into a gaseous existence.

The temperature of the magma is only 700 degrees Celsius to 1200 degrees Celsius, and the highest is only 1300 degrees Celsius.

This white horse of the divine horse, no matter which ‘god killer’ does not dare to despise it.

Arthur, however, was an exception.

“You’re really out of luck! The god of the ever-defeated army, Wellesrana…”

I saw him looking at the white steed galloping down from the sun, and a colorful wheel of light suddenly appeared behind him, like the sun, emitting a brilliant and dazzling light, and shouted: “———— serve the embodiment of the ‘victory’ that shines in the sun, put down your sword and bow down!” ————”

“Shhhh

As this spirit fell, the white steed that galloped down stopped instantly, its front hooves raised high, wrapped around the body of the sun fire, and became gray at a speed visible to the naked eye, and a large number of petrified cracks gradually spread throughout the body.

In less than a moment, the white horse of this divine horse disappeared.

At the same time, the ancient stone plate behind Welleslana, the pattern representing the [White Horse], also became dim.

It was sealed by Arthur’s power ‘sun’.

“Fools…”

Seeing his [White Horse] avatar being sealed, and understanding that this ‘God Killer’ in front of him had indeed usurped the ‘supreme power’ of his master [Mitra], there was no anger on Veleslana’s immature and handsome face, but resumed his previous leisurely smile, and slowly said: “I recognize you, report your name!” ”

“Arthur Pendragon—” Arthur said without hiding anything.

“Not only to inherit the artifacts of the great king in Celtic mythology, but also to inherit his name?” Welleslana whispered softly, then put aside these complicated thoughts, raised his hand to grab the air next to him, and shouted loudly on his mouth: “———— let the justice of the world ————manifest itself with the skills of my words and spirits.”

“———— these spells are powerful and eloquent, swords of wisdom that beckon victory————

On the white jade-like palm, the same golden brilliance appeared as when Arthur took out the ‘Sword of Oath Victory’ and the ‘Spear of the End’, slowly condensing into a golden sword.

The appearance of the Golden Sword is very beautiful, with a moving luster that sweeps over the occult runes on the sword.

Welleslana held this golden sword, but his body was surrounded by gentle divine power, like a wise man, penetrating the essence of everything in the world.

Those eyes, staring at Arthur with a flat color, said in a cold tone: “———— Holy Sword Excalibur, also known as the Sword of Oath Victory, Broken Steel Sword. It is a holy sword that appears with the legendary hero, representing domination and destruction, and thus being called a symbol of heroic governance, the weapon of the king of kings, the sword of the sword————…”

Weaving the ‘Sword of Oath Victory’ in the form of words and spirits, the divine power that lingered on Velesrana’s body suddenly emitted ripples, turned into a substantial light mask, and spread.

Immediately, dozens of golden swords of different shapes appeared behind him, and the swords also had occult runes, as if they were equipped with a tracking system, shooting down towards Arthur like a rain of arrows.

Looking at the rain of swords that shot down, Arthur did not dodge and counterattack.

He didn’t even liberate the power of ‘Avalon’, so he stood in place, allowing the rain of swords to pour into his body.

————’Poof, blah’

The sound of sharp weapons entering the body sounded, and Arthur’s body was directly filled with golden swords.

‘Snap ————’

In the next moment, these golden swords that filled Arthur’s body were all shattered like falling glass, turning into a golden brilliance in the sky.

Arthur’s body was not damaged in the slightest, as if the scene just now was just an illusion.

However, Arthur felt that he had lost a layer of connection with the sword of oath victory in his hand.

This connection is ‘real name liberation· Excalibur’！

Arthur clearly felt that he could not unleash the power of the Sword of Oath Victory for the time being.

However, it can liberate the power of the concept enchantment ‘heaven and earth depart, open up the star’.

“It’s so foul, too strong, too perfect power.” Thinking of this, Arthur raised his eyes to Welleslana, and there was a pupil of incomprehensible heat in his turquoise eyes.